"Lieutenant." Cheng Qianfan saluted, thought for a few seconds, shook his head, and said directly in French, "I have never seen the other party... However, I heard a gunman communicating in Russian."
"Russian? Are you sure?"
"It sounds like Russian." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "I know a few common Russian sentences."
At this time, Deputy Inspector Ma Yishou, who was inspecting the body, came over and said, "Mr. Qin, Inspector, we found this on the dead gunman."
Qin Detai took it and took a look, his expression changed slightly, and handed it to Lieutenant Makelele.
This is a newspaper clipping stained with blood. At the end of last year, a Soviet spy was arrested in the French Concession. The Soviet spy died of illness in prison last month. This incident aroused strong protests from the Soviet Union.
"Stupid Soviets, they will pay the price for their stupid provocation." Lieutenant Makelele snorted coldly, took the evidence and left angrily.
"Xiao Cheng, you are frightened. I will not let this matter go." Tan Detai patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, looked at everyone, and said in a deep voice, "Anyone who touches me, Tan Detai, no matter who he is, must
Give me an explanation!"
"Thank you, Mr. Qin." Cheng Qianfan said gratefully.
"Xiao Cheng, I'll give you three days off and have a good rest." Jin Kemu patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder.
"Thank you Jintou."
…
Accompanied by He Guan, Cheng Qianfan returned home to rest.
Yendli was very quiet. The neighbors closed their doors and locked their windows. Everyone was frightened by the shooting.
As soon as he entered the door, Cheng Qianfan slumped down on the chair, picked up the water glass on the table, and drank it down in one gulp.
He Guan glanced down at Cheng Qianfan's crotch, covered his mouth and smiled, "Fortunately, I didn't wet my pants."
"How about you give it a try?"
Cheng Qianfan glared at this guy. If his legs weren't so weak that he couldn't stand up, he would have given this guy a good beating.
"Thank you." He Guan waved his hand, "I can't bear such a thrilling scene."
"Pour me another glass of water." Cheng Qianfan took a breath and said.
"You know how to order me." He Guan took the enamel cup, found the thermos bottle, poured half a cup of water, shook the thermos bottle, and saw that there was no water, "You are unlucky, how come the Soviets are targeting you?
Woolen cloth."
"How do I know?" Cheng Qianfan gritted his teeth, "These guys are really planning to kill me."
He Guan nodded, and he also inspected the scene. Shell casings were scattered everywhere. This was a relatively rare gunfight in the French Concession.
"You go on duty, I'm fine."
"I'd better stay here, who knows if those ghost guys will come again."
"How dare they!" Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, "Unless someone really wants to start a war with the patrol room."
"That's true." He Guan nodded. As he spoke, he picked up the police hat on the table and patted it. "Then let me go. I really didn't wet my pants? Do you want me to help you change your pants?"
"Get lost." Cheng Qianfan cursed.
He Guan laughed loudly and walked to the door. After thinking about it, he took out his gun, unloaded the magazine, and threw the magazine over, "It's better to be careful."
"Thank you." Cheng Qianfan took the magazine, "Be careful yourself. By the way, say thank you to Zhao Si for me. I'll be your host in a while."
Zhao Si was the patrolman who led the team to rescue him.
"Got it." He Guan waved his hand, turned around, closed the door and left.
However, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he wandered around the alley for a while to confirm that there was no danger, and then left angrily.
…
Cheng Qianfan was still slumped in the chair. After about a few minutes, he quietly stood up and locked the door.
Cheng Qianfan's expression was solemn.
He was thinking about the gains and losses of his response.
He was thinking about whether his actions to deal with the aftermath could eliminate the surprise of those who were interested.
Faced with the siege of three gunmen, a patrolman was able to persist until rescue came and escaped unscathed. Although it cannot be said to be stunning, it also revealed his extraordinary qualities.
Cheng Qianfan cursed in a low voice. As an underground worker, the last thing he wanted to encounter was this kind of emergency.
Normally he can hide very well, but in the face of such emergencies and being suddenly attacked, it is impossible for him to take care of that much, and there may be mistakes.
He was an honors student at the Police Sergeant School, and he was an honors student in shooting.
This can explain one or two to a certain extent.
What troubles him the most is his decisiveness in response, which cannot be taught in the police academy.
Therefore, in desperation, Cheng Qianfan acted as if his legs were weak after being frightened:
The response at the time of the incident was entirely a stress response in the face of death, which can be attributed to hidden potential talent.
I was frightened afterwards, which is a normal reaction of a patrol officer.
In addition, and most importantly, after shooting the first person, he was thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.
With his marksmanship, he could have left one more person behind, but he didn't.
He predicted that the rescue patrol would arrive soon, so when he counterattacked, he deliberately acted nervous and his marksmanship was substandard, not to kill the enemy, but to delay the attack.
Cheng Qianfan thought carefully and realized that his remedy was quite adequate. Even if some people were a little surprised, it was still within the acceptable range.
Of course, he needed to be more careful not to let these surprises develop into doubts.
When working underground, there is no room for mistakes.
In addition, if no further suspicion is aroused, his performance can be regarded as a highlight, which is a blessing in disguise.
…
Central Patrol Room, Office of Chief Inspector Qin Detai.
Zhao Si was respectful and reported the situation to Qin Detai in detail.
"You said Xiao Cheng was frightened when you arrived?"
"Yes, Mr. Qin." Zhao Si nodded, "Inspector Cheng was lying on the ground and couldn't get up several times. His subordinates pulled him up, and his calves were shaking."
"anything else?"
"Inspector Cheng wanted to check on the dead gunman. He didn't have the strength, so we helped turn the body over."
"Did Xiao Cheng touch the body?"
"No." Zhao Si shook his head, "If it weren't for my support, Inspector Cheng wouldn't be able to stand at all."
"Go ahead." Qin Detai nodded and waved his hand, "Don't tell anyone what I asked."
"My subordinate understands."
After Zhao Si left, Qin Detai rubbed his temples and said, "Sir, what do you think?"
"According to what Zhao Si said, it makes sense." Councilor Zhao thought for a moment and said, "It makes sense that young people are brave when faced with danger and were frightened afterwards."
"If you were faced with this situation, to what extent could you do it?"
"My subordinates have gone to the scene. If it were me, I can at least keep one of the other two gunmen." Zhao Shuli thought for a while and said, "I know about Cheng Qianfan's performance in the police academy. His marksmanship is very good. He can do both.
It's normal for a gun to knock down a shooter, but..."
"But what?"
"The young man did not go through the scene. He used the gunman as a human shield. Although he was smart, he kept hiding in one place afterwards. This is a taboo." Cardiff Zhao said, "I took a look and there was a gun that almost hit the target.
It hit him, but Cheng Qianfan was not injured, which is because he was lucky."
"So, you also think that his reaction was based on physical instinct and not an experienced response?"
"No." Shu Li Zhao shook his head, "An experienced person, when faced with a life or death crisis, will subconsciously make the response that best protects himself. If he is a skilled hand, with his marksmanship, he can at least hit another one."
As a shooter, you can best protect yourself.
"Cheng Qianfan's counterattack was because he was panicked and his marksmanship was inaccurate. This is normal. He killed the first person as a reaction on the spot. In the subsequent gun battle, he was frightened. There was a hail of bullets. For someone who had experienced it for the first time, that kind of bullets would
Those flying overhead are faced with the great horror of death, and fear is normal."
"No one can pretend between life and death." Cardinal Zhao added. He asked himself to face this situation. The most important thing was to save his life first. He could kill as many as he wanted, so how could he bother to pretend.
A person who has experienced many life and death situations cannot do this. Cheng Qianfan, a young man, was able to save his life this time because his ancestors' graves were smoking.
