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Chapter 371 Everything is right (please double the monthly ticket)

"Ten large yellow croakers?" Lao Huang poured the wine, took a sip, smacked it in his mouth, wiped a handful of wine from his beard, and nodded, "Well, that's about the price."

"Although Cheng Qianfan is greedy for money, he has a good reputation and uses money to do things." Lu Dazhang sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, picked up a piece of plump pig head meat with his hands, and threw it into his mouth.

Said, "For people like him, as long as the money is in place, everything is easy."

"Don't be careless." After finishing three glasses of wine, Lao Huang's face turned red. He shook his head and said, his cloudy eyes emitting a calm light, "I can't see through Cheng Qianfan."

"What? Is there something wrong with this person?" Lu Dazhang caught a peanut and put it in his mouth, chewed it, and made a sound of "ah", it was bitter.

"There must be someone behind Cheng Qianfan." Old Huang chuckled and said, "I just can't figure out which side he is from."

As he spoke, he scratched his head with his nails and flicked away large pieces of dandruff, "These days, no one can live happily in the patrol room."



"The organization told us that we must ensure that 'Mr. Miao' successfully completes the X-ray examination and ensure safety at all costs." Lu Dazhang took a few sips of wine before suppressing the bitter taste of moldy peanuts in his mouth.

"Cheng Qianfan's political stance has always been reactionary. Although he is greedy for money, if he knew the identity of 'Mr. Miao', he would definitely turn against him and arrest him," Huang said.

"Mr. Miao's identity..." Lu Dazhang pondered and looked at Lao Huang.

"No need to tell me, I don't want to know either." Lao Huang shook his head.

"I didn't plan to tell you. You know organizational disciplines." Lu Dazhang shook his head and asked in a low voice, "How did you guess that?"

"Read the newspaper." Lao Huang put down his chopsticks and twisted out a piece of pig head meat with his hands. He carefully placed two peanuts in the middle, wrapped the meat slices with salt-fried peanuts, and put it into his mouth. The mouthful was full of fragrance and he squinted comfortably.

eyes.

"Although it is now the second time for the National Red Army to cooperate, the reactionaries still do not recognize our party's red armed forces in Zhejiang, Jiangxi, Anhui, and Fujian. People who need to come to Shanghai for medical treatment in secret are most likely to come from these places.

In terms of distance, Fujian and Jiangxi are too far away. It is more convenient for comrades from southern Anhui to go to Nanjing. So, the most likely ones are my comrades from the southern Zhejiang guerrillas." Lao Huang was chewing peanuts in his mouth, and his speech was a little unclear.

"Some time ago, there was a report in the newspaper about the government's 100,000-strong army to suppress bandits in southern Zhejiang..."

Lu Dazhang just looked at Lao Huang. This comrade who looked like an old drunkard had already guessed the identity of 'Mr. Miao' just from the battle reports in the newspaper and his own analysis.

"Don't look at me like that." Old Huang smiled, and it looked more like a muscle twitch at the corner of his mouth. "I was a 'flying fish' first, and then a 'fish intestine'. I am no worse than you in intelligence work."

Lu Dazhang grinned, suppressed his smile, and nodded.



"Your worries are not unreasonable." Lu Dazhang said, "Although Cheng Qianfan has a good reputation for collecting money to do things, we have to be on guard."

"That's right." Lao Huang took a sip of wine, picked up a piece of pork head, wrapped it in peanuts and ate until his mouth was full of oil. He took another sip of wine, slurped it in his mouth as if gargling it, and finally swallowed it into his stomach.

Li, said, "I will keep an eye on it secretly. If anything happens to Cheng Qianfan, I will be responsible for dealing with it."

"Okay." Lu Dazhang nodded, "If it is really necessary, you can get rid of Cheng Qianfan, but it is best not to go to that step."

If Cheng Qianfan, who is greedy for money, is not meddlesome and keeps him, he will still be valuable to the Red Party.

"I'll make sure of it." Lao Huang nodded. He poured wine into the wine glass again, but he didn't drink it. Instead, he poured the wine in the glass directly on himself.

Lu Dazhang looked at him.

"If you drink any more, you'll be really drunk, and you'll get into trouble." Lao Huang patted his body, letting the alcohol smell seep into his clothes more thoroughly, and said.



The arresting hall of the third patrol has never been so empty as it is now.

Jingle Bell.

The phone in the police station rang.

Qin Di, who was put on duty by Datou Lu, strode to the telephone and picked up the receiver.

"Central District Patrol Room, this is Qin Di." Qin Di said, "The patrol chief is here. Brother Lu, please wait a moment."

Qin Di put down the phone, came to the door of the inspector's office, knocked on the door and shouted, "Inspector, Lu Jiufan's phone number."

"It's me." Cheng Qianfan came out, picked up the phone, and said.

Qin Di was cutting his nails with scissors. He had sticky benzene on his hands. When he went to wash his hands, he accidentally found that there was ink in his nails. He couldn't wash it off completely, so he chose to cut off his nails with scissors.

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Even if you wash your hands, you can find hidden dangers on your nails. Qin Di is quite proud of her wit.

At this moment.

"Catch him! I don't care who he is, arrest him!"

Qin Di heard the inspector raised his chin and cursed:

"Lu Jiufan, listen to me and arrest people! What's the use of the gun in your hand? If someone makes trouble, you don't know how to shoot!"

Cheng Qianfan cursed and put down the phone, then turned around and saw Qin Di.

"Qin Di, you go to Father Jin Road." Cheng Qianfan said with a sullen face, "Someone smashed someone up in the street. Didn't you keep shouting that you want to make decisions for the people? Go and watch Lu Jiufan and bring the person back!"

"Yes!" Qin Di saluted happily, took the gun with him, and was about to leave happily, but he finally remembered his job, "Inspector, I'm leaving, who is on duty?"

"I'm not a human being?" Cheng Qianfan cursed, "Go quickly!"

Qin Di left quickly. He could still hear the inspector calling him "idiot" and "coward". It seemed that Lu Jiu was very angry.



All his subordinates were sent out.

Cheng Qianfan simply found a chair and sat next to the telephone in the arresting hall, guarding the telephone and taking command.

The phone rang one after another. One time it was the phone in the police station, and the other it was the phone in his office.

Cheng Qianfan was busy answering the phone and running in both directions.

The entire arresting hall was filled with the sounds of Inspector Xiao Cheng giving orders or swearing.

Jingle Bell.

"A gun was fired?" Cheng Qianfan asked in a deep voice.

"Is he dead?" he asked again.

"Not dead?" Cheng Qianfan frowned.

A gunshot was heard immediately on the other end of the phone, and then Cheng Qianfan heard Datou Lu's report, "Report to the inspector that my subordinates shot and killed a thug who was robbing a shop in the street and trying to resist arrest."

"Very good." Cheng Qianfan nodded with satisfaction, "I'll call forensic doctor Liu to conduct an autopsy."

According to the latest case-handling procedures of the French Concession Patrol Room, if a shooting occurs and a thug is killed, a forensic doctor needs to come to the scene to investigate. Only after a preliminary conclusion is made can the body be removed.

Forensic Doctor Liu also has another identity. He is currently the only X-ray doctor at the Terrace Road Police Hospital. There was originally another X-ray doctor, but this person went back to his hometown in Wuxi to attend the funeral two days ago.


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