The girl’s question is very simple, so simple that Cheng Qianfan doesn’t know how to answer it.
"Yun'er, don't be naughty."
"Mom, Yun'er misses her father."
There was a sound of footsteps moving away from inside.
Cheng Qianfan sighed.
"Wanyi and Yun'er will leave Shanghai tonight, and they will not return to Shanghai again." Song Fuguo whispered with his hands behind his back.
Cheng Qianfan understood what Song Fuguo meant, so he didn't have to worry that today's conversation would lay the hidden danger of revealing his identity.
“Where to go?”
"Chongqing, Wanyi's mother's home is in Chongqing, and I wrote to invite them over there."
"Why don't you go to Nanjing?" Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise. Nanjing is the capital of the State Government and the headquarters of the Secret Service. It has better living conditions and is more convenient to be cared for.
"Xiao Tao graduated from the Army Officer's School. He and Wanyi met in Nanjing." Song Fuguo shook his head.
Cheng Qianfan understood that for his sister-in-law, Nanjing was full of memories of her and Xiao Tao's happiness. How happy these memories were, now it is more and more torture.
When we left Apel Road, the rain had stopped.
There was water accumulation on the street, and Cheng Qianfan pushed the car through.
A child who deserves a beating sneaked out of the house and sat in a wooden tub to "row" to play. Soon the adults scolded and beaten up.
A husband who returned from night shift and was soaked in a chicken, looked at the lights of his house. His wife's figure appeared on the window under the light. This was the wife waving a palm-leaf fan to drive away mosquitoes for the children, and a smile appeared on her tired face.
Cheng Qianfan decided to go to the nursing home after these two days.
There is Xiaobao and Ruolan there. Without him, it will not be a complete home.
...
Xia Feilu.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at a clothes drying rod hanging outside the house.
A rag was tied to the rod, which was soaked and wrapped around the rod.
He looked around vigilantly, and Cheng Qianfan knocked on the door gently.
"who?"
"It's me, you Brother Wu."
"Brother Wu?"
"Wu, Gu Tian Wu."
The code has met.
It's a very simple code, and there's nothing to doubt about it.
Haozai opened the door gently, Cheng Qianfan flashed in, Haozai was about to close the door, Cheng Qianfan pointed outside, "Get the foreign car in, it's too conspicuous outside."
Haozi walked into the bicycle rack and looked at the rear tire, "Isn't you angry?"
"It's probably because of the glass slag." Cheng Qianfan said casually, "I'll find someone to repair the fetus tomorrow."
"I can repair the tires, and I'll leave it to my team leader."
"You can replenish your tires?" Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise.
"Yes, I will." Haozai said, "When I was in action, I often arranged for me to pretend to be a tire repair."
Cheng Qianfan nodded. Haozi can replenish tires, which is good. It is always useful to have an extra craft.
...
"What's the situation?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
A strip of cloth is tied on the bamboo pole outside, which means that there is a situation to report.
"The team leader, the boss of the British Tea Cafe now has a suspicion."
"Let me tell me." Cheng Qianfan was excited and asked.
He had previously learned through a secret investigation in the police station that the owner of the cafe was named Raymond, who was a Frenchman.
This Raymond is a relatively famous broker in the French Concession. Many people choose to join Raymond's name when opening a store, spend some money and enjoy the care of the powerful French Republic.
"There is a fake foreign woman who goes to the store every morning and afternoon. When the guys in the store see this fake foreign woman, they are very polite." Haozai said, "I suspect that this woman is the owner of this store."
"Is there any other reason?" Cheng Qianfan asked after thinking for a moment.
"It's gone." Haozai said after thinking about it, but then hesitated.
"What do you say?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at Haozai, "As a monitor, your feelings are the most intuitive."
"I thought about it carefully. The guy in the store is not only polite to this woman, but also seems to be a little afraid of her."
Afraid?
Cheng Qianfan thought about something.
"I followed this fake foreign woman and followed her all the way to Lafeide Road."
"How much is Lafeide Road?" Cheng Qianfan's heart moved and asked immediately.
"No. 15 Lafeid Road." said Haozai.
...
It turned out to be her!
Cheng Qianfan was shocked, Ms. Ruth, the fake foreign woman who was not popular with the police on Lafeide Road!
Cheng Qianfan paced back and forth, thinking, and subconsciously touched his pocket, and the cigarette box was wet with the rain.
Haozai quickly took out his cigarette and handed it over, and drew a foreign fire to help light it.
Cheng Qianfan remembered the incident when Ms. Ruth's dog named Jack was beaten to death.
At that time, he found that there were several silk threads wrapped in the gaps between the dog's teeth, which were very similar to Ms. Ruth's scarf.
However, Ms. Ruth showed that she had never had close contact with the dog. At that time, this incident attracted Cheng Qianfan's attention and doubts.
However, he did not continue to investigate the matter. After all, a dog died. Although there were doubts, the dog owner did not always pursue the arrest of the dog-killing murderer, so the police station was naturally happy.
This "old" public security case was recalled by Cheng Qianfan.
Because the dog owner Ms. Ruth seems to have some involvement with the British coffee and teahouse, the originally ordinary dog killing incident has many more questions and points worth pondering in Cheng Qianfan's eyes.
"Team leader, this is the whereabouts of this fake foreign woman recorded by his subordinates." Haozai handed a tattered notebook to Cheng Qianfan.
Cheng Qianfan opened it and saw that Haozi's words were like dogs crawling, and he wrote them in a twisted manner. He couldn't write some words, so he drew grass, trees, houses, etc. instead.
"What is this?" Cheng Qianfan pointed to a place name and asked.
"Maggie Road." Haozi glanced at it and said.
Cheng Qianfan couldn't help laughing. This kid was a little chicken, with a grass mark on the chicken, and a skewed character behind it, "Selling Chicken Road" and Maggie Road."
Behind the ‘Maggie Road’, a dog was drawn.
"What is this?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Clinic." Haozai said, "I asked, it was a clinic that treats cats and dogs. The team leader must have a problem. Someone actually opened a clinic to treat cats and dogs. Who would spend that money in vain?"
Cheng Qianfan didn't explain anything to Haozai. After staying in Shanghai for a while, Haozai would understand that the lives of many rich people were something he could never imagine before.
Greater Shanghai has a wealthy and enjoyable life, a rich and rich life, the most beautiful streets in China, and large slums along the Suzhou River.
Ms. Ruth likes to keep dogs, so she takes her pet dog to the pet clinic on Maggie Road, which makes it understandable.
However, Cheng Qianfan still kept it secretly in his mind. He planned to go to this pet clinic himself to find out. After all, Haozai had no idea about the pet clinic, and his observations and judgments would be distorted.
"Is this?" Cheng Qianfan pointed to a place name on the notebook and asked.
Haozi drew a bird with spreading its wings and some grass.
"Xia Feilu..." Haozai is quite familiar with his words, "Hundred Herbs and Medicinal Materials Store."