"The male master should be the first to be shot." The old man seemed not to hear the sarcasm in Su Chende's mouth, and replied seriously. He pointed to Lu Fei's body, "It looks like he was fighting with the intruder.
They met each other and then suddenly started shooting at each other."
He pointed to Zhao Xin's body on the ground and said, "The hostess was the last one to be shot. She was trying her best to get to the child."
As he said this, the old man shook his head, "Strange."
"What's weird?" Su Chende asked.
"This child, the child must have been held hostage at the time, and the bullet was shot from the front." The old man said, and he looked at the body of the male owner on the ground again, with a look of thought in his eyes.
"When the male host and the hijackers were shooting at each other, he accidentally hit his own child," said the old man.
He clapped his hands and said, "That should be it."
He looked at Su Chende, "Mr. Su, what do you think?"
"Now I just want to know when the patrol room will be broken down and the violent elements who break into the house and kill people will be caught." Su Chende snorted coldly, "Lu Fei is the leader of the action team of our special agent headquarters, and now his whole family has been killed.
The patrol room needs to give an explanation to my secret service headquarters."
"What explanation? I don't need to give an explanation to anyone in the patrol room!"
A voice sounded behind the two of them.
"Lutou." The old hat saluted Lu Dazhang.
Lu Dazhang wiped the rain off his face and returned the greeting casually.
"Inspector Lu, what do you mean by this?" Su Chende said with a frown.
Lu Dazhang's position was changed a few days ago. His current position is Chinese plainclothes patrol inspector of Xiafei District, French Concession.
"According to the provisions of Article 9, Article 15 of the French Concession Public Security Regulations, no one without a gun license or permission may bring weapons into the concession." Lu Dazhang glanced at the short gun still held in Lu Fei's hand.
Su Chende looked gloomy. He naturally knew about the gun ban in the French Concession. However, under the current situation, this rule was basically in name only. As long as he was not caught carrying guns on the spot by patrol, he would be fine.
But, damn it, Lu Fei did bring a self-defense gun, and he fired the gun. Even now, the corpse is still holding the handle of the gun.
"Inspector Lu." Su Chende snorted coldly, "If the French Concession had good security, my people would naturally not need to carry weapons. The fact is that even though he rose up to resist, he still could not stop the gangsters from massacring his family."
"Let's not talk about this for now." Lu Dazhang pointed to the agents at the secret service headquarters, "Mr. Su, a large number of armed men entered the French Concession with live ammunition, and a firefight broke out. I would like to ask, should you give Mr. Lu a reasonable answer?"
explain."
…
Hou Pingliang held a black umbrella and opened the car door.
From the car door to the entrance of the Kabale restaurant, a dozen patrolmen with long guns lined up in two rows. They were wearing raincoats and holding Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifles in their hands, full of murderous intent.
This rifle was the standard weapon of the French Army during the European War. This gun was discontinued in France in the 9th year of the Republic of China. However, the gun is still used on a large scale in the French Army.
It is said that due to the tense situation in Europe, the French military is considering changing the equipment of the French Defense Forces and gradually phasing out the Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifle that has been in service for half a century.
The obsolete rifles were sold to various colonies by second-tier dealers in the French military. Cheng Qianfan and Peter obtained a batch of Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifles from the warehouse of the French Defense Forces, and then negotiated with the French Concession authorities in the name of a trading company.
The purchase agreement was signed and the Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifle was installed for the long gun patrol in the concession.
Cheng Qianfan bent over and got into the car.
"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, stay, stay." A tall, European-faced man came after him in the rain.
"Stop!" Hou Pingliang pulled out the gun from his waist, turned off the safety, and pointed the gun at the intruder.
Following his action, all the rifle patrol officers also pulled the bolts of their rifles and pointed their guns at this man.
"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, it's me, it's me." The man was frightened and shouted.
"Brother Fan, it's Yuri." Hou Pingliang said with a proud smile on his face, bending down by the car window.
Yuri is the lobby manager of Kabala restaurant.
He was a White Russian who fled to Shanghai. It is said that his ancestors were nobles in Tsarist Russia.
However, Brother Fan scoffed at this. Brother Fan said that Yuri means peasant in Russian, and this guy's ancestors may have been slaves of nobles for several generations.
"Let him come over." Cheng Qianfan said calmly.
Hou Pingliang put away his gun and said, "Put it away!"
All the patrol officers also raised their muzzles.
Yuri was so frightened that he almost kneeled and crawled to the car window in the rain, "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, you are so noble that you cannot seal the door."
Li Wenbiao, chairman of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association's French Concession Committee, and his men were killed in the Kabala restaurant.
‘Mr. Xiao Cheng’ personally brought his men to the restaurant to investigate this situation.
After careful investigation and combined with the testimony of witnesses, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" concluded that this was a "horrifying" assassination of French Concession citizen Li Wenbiao and others by suspects inside the Kabala restaurant in collusion with Chongqing authorities, both inside and outside.
In view of this, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" decisively ordered the temporary closure of the Kabala restaurant in accordance with the regulations on investigation of violent incidents in the French Concession.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." Cheng Qianfan said calmly.
"How can you...not be in a hurry, not be in a hurry." Yuri forced a smile on his face.
Hou Pingliang held an umbrella. The function and purpose of the umbrella was to prevent rainwater from falling into the car through the window. As a result, the rainwater flowed along the umbrella and onto Yuri's back, but he did not dare to move.
"That's right, don't worry." Cheng Qianfan said, "I didn't mean to embarrass you, Laoyou, look -"
Katsa.
Cheng Qianfan flipped the lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a puff.
…
"He must have died in your restaurant."
"Yes."
"The perpetrator must have ambushed the restaurant in advance."
"yes."
"As soon as Li Wenbiao arrived at the restaurant, the assassination started." Covered by umbrellas, the car was dark inside. Only the cigarette in Cheng Qianfan's hand changed in light and dark with his every breath. He stuck the cigarette out of the car window and flicked the ashes.
"Such a precise action would be almost impossible without the involvement of restaurant insiders."
Soot fell on Yuri's hair, which immediately got wet.
"Mr. Cheng, it's absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible." Yuri cried out in frustration, "My employees all abide by the law."
He hurriedly explained, "The murderer came to the restaurant pretending to be a guest. This has nothing to do with us."
"You mean, I was wrong?" Cheng Qianfan snorted and pressed the cigarette butt directly on Yuri's hair.
Fortunately, my hair was already wet from the rain and the cigarette butt was quickly extinguished.
"Absolutely not, impossible, absolutely impossible." Yuri quickly denied it, "Mr. Cheng, you are just like the great Mr. Bao and cannot be wrong."
"Really?" Cheng Qianfan smiled faintly.
"It's my fault. I had evidence that could prove the restaurant's innocence, but I didn't provide it to you in time, Mr. Cheng. It's my fault, it's my fault," Yuri said hurriedly.
"Without enough evidence, I'm afraid it will be difficult to clear out the suspicion that your restaurant is colluding with criminals." Cheng Qianfan said quietly.
"The evidence is absolutely strong!" Yuri said. He took out a box from his body, raised his hands above his head, and handed it over through the car window.
Cheng Qianfan took it without even looking at it, and threw it beside his seat.
"Whether the evidence is sufficient and powerful enough to clear your suspicions, I will study it when I go back." Cheng Qianfan said calmly, "You go back and wait for the news."
"Mr. Cheng, please believe me, the evidence I provided is absolutely strong." Yuri said quickly.
"Don't worry." Cheng Qianfan's face softened, and he even showed a smile, "I believe that with your character, you will not have anything to do with bad people."
As he said that, 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' rubbed the metal texture of the small box, felt the exquisite outline texture on the box surface, and nodded, "As long as the evidence is strong enough, our patrol office will not embarrass legitimate merchants."
"Thank you, thank you so much. We are blessed to have a leader like you, Mr. Cheng, in the French Concession." Yuri thanked him profusely.
As long as Xiao Cheng is always willing to accept everyone's sincerity, nothing will be a problem.
…
No. 22, Xue Huali Road.
Office of the Deputy Inspector General.
Cheng Qianfan stood by the window sill, looking out the window.
It rained heavily for a day, and the rain finally subsided a little.
He looked down at the golden box in his hand.
This is the evidence Yuri gave him before that is enough to prove the innocence of Kabala Restaurant.
The locket is made of solid gold.
And the workmanship is fine, with beautiful patterns on it:
The double-headed eagle of Tsarist Russia.
Cheng Qianfan speculated that this small gold box should have been a pure gold jewelry box collected by a certain Tsarist Russian noblewoman.
Lying quietly inside the box was a piece of folded white paper.
The key evidence provided by Yuri was faithfully written on the white paper:
Fifty large yellow croakers.
Another thousand pounds in cash, yours truly.
Cheng Qianfan picked up the note and looked at the scrawled handwriting on it. It was obviously written in a hurry.
He shook his head, the words were really ugly.
He snorted again, put the note back, closed the solid gold jewelry box, and "Mr. Xiao Cheng" snorted, "Vulgar!"
…
"So, No. 76 has now placed the investigation target on Mi Gen?" Old Huang threw a peanut into his mouth, "Did Hua Bingren deliberately confess to Mi Gen?"
"It's possible." Cheng Qianfan took a sip of rice wine.
Just half an hour ago, Jin Kemu, Cheng Qianfan and Pete from the Political Department held a high-level meeting of the Central District Patrol Room.
The meeting emphasized that the security of the French Concession must not tolerate any provocation. All patrol officers from the central police station are on duty. Inspections and patrols on the streets have been intensified. No more vicious shootings will be allowed to occur in the past few days.
In addition, plainclothes Inspector Zhao Shuli's plainclothes patrols also went to the streets and alleys to check for traces of military reunification elements, and they were determined to apprehend this group of gangsters who dared to kill people in "broad daylight" in the French Concession.
After the meeting, Cheng Qianfan and Jin Kemu asked for instructions, communicated, and arranged the work. He came to see Lao Huang for a drink and a chat.
"So, Hua Bingren is delaying time and deliberately misleading the enemy." Lao Huang said.
"That's what I thought at first." Cheng Qianfan pinched a piece of pork head meat and ate it deliciously. He shook his head and continued, "However, I just thought about it and realized that there is something wrong with it."
"There is something wrong." Lao Huang nodded, "Even if Hua Bingren is deliberately misleading the enemy and drawing the enemy's attention to Mi Gen, there is a loophole in it."
"The loophole is that it means that Hua Bingren admitted that he was related to the military commander, but he just evaded the responsibility and put it on Mi Gen." Cheng Qianfan said.
He clinked glasses with Lao Huang.
This is why he likes to chat with Lao Huang and analyze problems.
When smart people discuss matters with smart people, they can often produce the effect of one plus one being greater than two!
The two of them have such a tacit understanding and are so in tune!
This feels wonderful.
"Do you think this is possible?" Lao Huang asked.
Cheng Qianfan did not answer immediately. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head, "Hua Zi is very smart. He is the intelligence agent I carefully selected secretly. He will understand that for people like us, as long as he admits that he is a military commander,
, which in itself is tantamount to being exposed.”
He took another sip of wine and said, "No. 76 is not that easy to coax. They will only torture Hua Zi even harder."
Old Huang nodded, yes, since Hua Bingren has admitted that he is the military commander, then it is impossible for them to do it before No. 76 is sure that he has revealed all the secrets in his mouth, or before Hua Bingren chooses to rebel.
Stop interrogation.
"According to what you said, if the smart Hua Bingren can withstand the torture of the enemy, he should know that the only way is to cry out for injustice and keep biting it and refusing to admit it." Old Huang said, and as he spoke, he suddenly stopped.
Mouth, lost in thought.
Cheng Qianfan also frowned and fell into thinking.
Then, he looked at Lao Huang.
Lao Huang was also looking at him.
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had figured out the problem at the same time.
"Speak first." Lao Huang said.
"We have all fallen into a misunderstanding." Cheng Qianfan said, "That is, the investigation of Mi Gen on the 76th may not be because of Hua Zi's confession to Mi Gen, or it is not based on Hua Zi's 'original intention'
."
"Yes." Lao Huang nodded with a smile, and pointed at Cheng Qianfan, "I learned that something might happen to Mi Gen, and you have already taken action on Mi Gen's gambling layout. To be honest, you, 'Mr. Little Cheng,'
Have you already coveted Meagan’s money and property?”
"Yeah, I've been itching for a long time." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "The morals of those guys on No. 76 are not much better than mine."
After further analysis, the two of them felt more and more that this possibility existed.
Mi Gen is rich and fat.
No. 76 wanted to use Hua Bingren, Mi Gen's confidant, to pull the eucalyptus onto Mi Gen's body. Even if he couldn't swallow Mi Gen whole, he would still bite off a piece of Mi Gen's body.
"My only doubt now is that Mi Gen is Zhang Xiaolin's brother-in-law." Huang said, "I'm not afraid of No. 76..."
"He's a cheap brother-in-law." Cheng Qianfan sneered, "The most important thing is, according to my estimation, No. 76 won't kill him, he just took a bite of fat, and Zhang Xiaolin can't really get along with Ji Si Fei because of this.
The road has turned upside down."
Mi Gen's sister is just one of Zhang Xiaolin's concubines. Zhang Xiaolin has many women, so she won't really fall out with No. 76 just because of such a cheap brother-in-law. Of course, there is a prerequisite for this:
Nothing really happened to Meagan.
Otherwise, if his brother-in-law is killed and he remains indifferent, this will be a huge blow to Zhang Xiaolin's prestige, which Zhang Xiaolin, who has a very good reputation, cannot accept.
Suddenly, Cheng Qianfan's expression turned serious, "Also, Mi Gen was identified by the witness of Hua Bingren!"
He knew that Hua Zi was so smart that he must have known that if he followed No. 76's instructions to bite Mi Gen, no matter what the outcome of Mi Gen was, he would only die.
Hua Zi followed the arrangement of No. 76 and chose a dead end for himself, a dead end that would not expose his identity!
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