Cheng Qianfan signed in the sign-in book, and he also signed in for He Guan.
"Xiao Cheng." Da Toulu handed him a beautifully wrapped gift box.
"How much?"
"Thirty yuan in legal currency." Da Toulu raised his voice and looked around, then whispered, "Just give me ten yuan. The best packaging contains the inferior American ginseng."
Cheng Qianfan nodded understandingly.
Deputy Inspector Ma Yishou came in cursing.
The guard room became quiet, and everyone listened carefully. They probably heard words such as "fake foreign woman" and "pretend".
Seeing Cheng Qianfan, Ma Yishou's eyes lit up, "Qianfan, go ahead, there's a case on Lafayette Road, and you can speak foreign languages."
"Okay." Cheng Qianfan nodded and put on his police hat, "Which one?"
"On the 15th, it's the foreign woman's house named Lu."
…
Cheng Qianfan couldn't hold back his laughter. No. 15 Lafayette Road was a house bought by a wealthy businessman for his concubine. The concubine was Chinese and had a foreign name of "Ruth". This woman was named in the patrol room:
For every trivial matter, we have to call the police. If the patrol officer fails to provide adequate service, he will even threaten to call Police Chief Inspector Ferguson to complain.
What irritated the police officers the most was that Ms. Ruth spoke foreign words when facing the Chinese people.
When the patrolman said he didn't understand, Ms. Ruth would hold her chin up proudly, look at her with disdain, and then reluctantly speak in Shanghainese, as if speaking Chinese would make her mouth dirty.
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Even a bastard like Lao Mo thought this woman was too much. He secretly gossiped that this woman was shouting in foreign languages when sleeping with her husband.
The police officers in the patrol room were extremely impatient with this woman, and no one was willing to punish her police officers.
This situation lasted until Cheng Qianfan came to the patrol room for duty.
Cheng Qianfan, who speaks French and is handsome and handsome, seems to be quite popular with Ms. Ruth, and the number of police incidents in her family has increased.
Cheng Qianfan took two third-class Chinese prisoners out and happened to meet He Guan. When he heard that the matter was at Ms. Ruth's house, he was so happy that he wanted to go with him.
"Although that fake foreign woman has a bad temper, she is pretty." He Guan winked, "I think you should just accept it."
"Get out!"
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The Laphifang area is a strictly planned high-end residential area. Only European-style garden houses are allowed to be built here, which are expensive.
To build a three-story bungalow on Lafayette Road, it costs almost 30,000.
Cheng Qianfan works as a patrol officer, and his monthly income is one hundred and fifty French currency. This means that if he wants to own a bungalow on Lafayette Road, he will need to go without food or drink for nearly seventeen years to save enough money.
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A dead dog lay in the garden, and Lady Ruth was weeping far away.
The maid was talking as the car spun around, but fortunately Cheng Qianfan was able to catch it and understand: Ms. Ruth's dog was beaten to death, and they only found the dead dog lying in the garden in the morning.
After her beloved pet was killed, Ms. Ruth lost the enthusiasm to invite Cheng Qianfan for coffee. Accompanied by the maid, she returned to the room, looked at the dead dog outside through the glass window, and continued to cry.
Cheng Qianfan knelt down to inspect the dog's body.
He opened the dog's mouth and went up to smell it. The stench made Cheng Qianfan wave his hands. This dog had severe bad breath.
"I have long said that the dog in this fake foreign woman's house will not die a good death." He Guan stared at the strong dead dog, his eyes shining brightly.
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This dog is very vicious and has bitten many innocent citizens. It is a famous dog in the Central District. If the owner had not had a strong background, he would have been dealt with by the police in accordance with the law.
Cheng Qianfan greeted Ms. Ruth and asked whether the owner buried the dead dog by himself or...
"Take it away, take it away," Ms. Ruth screamed, saying she was afraid of the dog.
"Okay then." Cheng Qianfan nodded. He wanted to say "I'm sorry but I'm sorry" but felt it wasn't appropriate.
"You have to help Jack choose a good place." Ms. Ruth said in tears.
"Don't worry, Ms. Ruth, we will definitely help Jack choose the most suitable place to rest." He Guan said loudly.
The patrolmen found a thick stick and hung the dead dog with its hooves in the air. Two patrolmen carried the dead dog back to Xue Huali Road one after the other.
Along the way, some citizens recognized that this was the famous dog Jack and immediately ran to tell him. Others applauded and cheered the patrolman.
He Guan kept handing over to the citizens, feeling proud.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at the boy, clicked his tongue, and ignored him.
There were several threads hanging between Jack's teeth.
This is very similar to the threads on Ms. Ruth's scarf today, and this Ms. Ruth just acted like she was afraid of dead dogs and stayed away from them. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have come into contact with dead dogs.
The position of the silk thread in the dog's mouth cannot be put there during normal play. It should be left in the roots of the teeth when the dog is fierce and struggling.
This only shows that there is some connection between the dog's death and Ms. Ruth.
Cheng Qianfan paid a little more attention and interest to this arrogant Ms. Ruth who made all the policemen change their minds and avoid her.
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"Keiko, you shouldn't have agreed to the policeman taking Jack away," the maid said with a bad look on her face.
"Didn't you notice the look in Officer He's eyes?" Ms. Ruth said with a proud smile, "Don't you think that the most wonderful ending for a dead dog is to be eaten by a police officer?"
"An unfamiliar dog!" Ms. Ruth gritted her teeth, and her beautiful face looked eerie because of the ferocious expression. "Like its owner, it should be cut into pieces and turned into feces!"
He Guan took two third-class Chinese police officers and carried the dead dog to the canteen of the patrol room.
"This is an autopsy!" He Guan waved his hand and said impatiently to a kitchen helper, "Go quickly and buy more ingredients."
"Bah, bah, bah." Ma Yishou vomited directly, "This stuff is so bitter, how can you kid drink it?"
"Is it bitter?" Cheng Qianfan was amused. When he saw him drinking coffee, Ma Yishou also wanted to try it, but he vomited it all after one gulp.
"This stuff tastes worse than cat urine." Ma Yishou shook his head.
The cat urine he is talking about is beer, and many people are not used to drinking it.
"Add some sugar." Cheng Qianfan took out a jar from the drawer. There was a spoon in the jar, and he put a tablespoon full of sugar. "Try it now, it's sweet."
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"Boss, what's going on? Why isn't this sweet?" A customer slapped the table angrily.
Many diners looked over and saw this man's face turning red, and shouted angrily, "Why is this tofu pudding so salty?"
When the diners heard this, they were unhappy.
"Isn't the bean curd salty?"
"Yes, this tofu pudding is naturally salty."
"Are there any sweet bean curds?"
"I seem to have heard that sweet tofu pudding is eaten in the south. What do they think?"
Hearing the commotion around him, the guest became even more angry, but in the end he did not dare to continue shouting.
Fan Laosan, the owner of Sanweiheng, came over quickly and said, "Sir, our tofu puddings are all salty, not sweet. Please bear with me."
"Then you should tell me in advance." The guest said angrily, "I took a bite of salty tofu pudding and felt uncomfortable all over. Is this for human consumption?"
This remark aroused public outrage.
"What did you say?"
"You're a Cantonese guy, I'll beat you to death."
The customer was frightened and wanted to apologize. Two figures rushed up to him, picked him up and threw him out of the restaurant.
"Well done, Haozi."
"Brother Hao, if you don't take action, we will too."
Everyone said one after another.
"Li Hao can just do these rough jobs." Li Hao laughed and said.
"Brother Hao, is it the evening shift today?"
"The night shift, the cold weather, it's unlucky." Li Hao complained a few words, and went back with a boy and a half to finish the fried food, and he was in a state of confusion.
…
"Boss Fan, what are you thinking about? Check out." Li Hao handed over the banknotes.
"Sorry, sorry, I was distracted just now. I'm so worried." Fan Laosan took the money and apologized again and again.
"If you have any difficulty, let me know." Li Hao was an enthusiastic person and said, "There are so many people here, let's see if we can be of any help."
"You're right."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Many people were equally enthusiastic. Of course, some people were not happy to hear it. Who has the spare time to help people these days? However, they still responded in unison.
Fan Laosan sighed and said that his clerk Lai Xiaowu was beaten and had to rest for three to five days. The store was short of a clerk and it was not worth hiring someone.
"Hey, what a big deal."
"Just ask someone to help you for two days."
"Boss Fan is so stingy, how can he be willing to do it?" someone shouted.
"Who said that? Who said this?" Fan Laosan said with a straight face, "Don't accuse someone of innocence out of thin air."
Here, after Li Hao heard this, he turned to look at the young man next to him, "Boss Fan, can you take a look at this kid?"
"No." Fan Laosan glanced at him. He was a half-grown man who lived in poverty. This kid could eat more than two cents by himself and he had to pay for his wages. He, Fan Laosan, had always been smart, how could he do such a stupid thing.
"No wages." Li Hao hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, "Just take care of the food."
Fan Laosan glanced at the young man again. He picked up the account book again and looked at how much Li Hao had eaten. He recalled how much the young man had eaten. After thinking about it in his mind, he picked it up again.
The abacus crackled, and he finally nodded, "It's agreed, we won't pay you any wages, we will only take care of the food."
"Okay!" Li Hao nodded.
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Old Huang from the medical room came in burping from wine.
"Old Huang, did you drink again this morning?" Liu Bo looked up and said with a smile.
"Old Huang, you made a mistake this time. There is good meat in the cafeteria." He Guan said with a smile, "Why don't you save it for lunch and have a nice drink."
"Where's Lao Mo?" Lao Huang ignored everyone's teasing and asked with a blushing face.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Is this old man drunk?
"Isn't Lao Mo injured on the job? He doesn't have to go to work these two days." He Guan said immediately, "Old Huang, you are confused. You should know best where Lao Mo is."
"Of course I know...I know shit." Old Huang cursed, "Old Mo was supposed to come yesterday to change the dressing, but I kindly waited until midnight and didn't come."
