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Chapter 372: Picking the hairs by the geese (please double the monthly ticket)



Cheng Qianfan hung up a phone call to the police hospital of Tailas's escape route and notified the forensic doctor Liu Mingyuan to the shooting scene on Father Jin Road.

Taylas escaped.

A half-old shed pickup truck drove out of the police hospital.

"Is it Liu Mingyuan?" A middle-aged couple who were drinking tea at the tea stall opposite the gate of the police hospital glanced at the man and asked the woman in a low voice.

The woman nodded.

A few minutes later.

A grocery store near the central police station in Xuehuali Road, the phone ringing of the grocery store rang.

"Hey, who do you want?" the grocery store owner asked, picking up the microphone.

"Ashui from Mount Hui?" The owner of the grocery store covered the microphone and shouted, "Which is Ashui from Mount Hui?"

No one answered.

"Which one is A Shui?" the grocery store owner asked again.

"It seems like a man named A Shui called here in the morning." Someone remembered and said.

"The person is not here! He said he is not here, where have he gone? How can I know?" As he said that, the grocery store owner hung up the phone.

Next to the grocery store, a craftsman who was resting candy was carried on the load and muttered in his mouth, "The place is not good, there are no children, if you change the territory, you will go and sell things elsewhere."

...

At the gate of the central police station, Lao Huang held his hands behind his back and burped, staring at the yellow dog at the entrance of the breakfast shop diagonally opposite.

"Old Huang, don't be chaotic." The door whistle glanced at Lao Huang, saw that no one was paying attention to him, and lowered his voice and reminded him, "That breakfast shop and Inspector Zhao are relatives, and his dog cannot move."

"Who said I want to eat a dog?" Old Huang cursed.

"You can wipe your saliva first." The door whistle said angrily.

"Sugar Man! He Xiangu, Lan Caihe, Wu Dalang, Zhang Guolao, Tieguai Li...Sugar Man!" At this moment, a candy man carrying a load and shouted past the door.

The third person who heard the candy man shouting was Wu Dalang. Lao Huang spitted on the ground, "I warn you, Xiao wheat, you have no meat to eat when you talk nonsense."

As he said that, he looked at the yellow dog in the breakfast shop nostalgic and walked towards the third police station of the police room.

...

Cheng Qianfan yawned, he touched his body, took out a cigarette box from his pocket, and there was only one cigarette inside.

He threw the cigarette box directly on the ground, held the cigarette in his mouth, took out the lighter and lit it, and took a deep breath.

Then he went to his office, took out a pack of unopened cigarettes and put them on them.

At this moment, Lao Huang came in.

"Chief Cheng, where are the stews left by Young Master Guan?" Lao Huang asked with a burp.

"Old Huang, I heard that you were trying to hit the yellow dog in the breakfast shop opposite. Don't say I didn't remind you that the shop is related to Inspector Zhao." Cheng Qianfan looked at Old Huang and said with a chuckle.

He was quite uneasy inside. He saw Lao Huang, a drunken man every day, but he never felt that this old guy who was always drunk was so kind.

"Who said that?" Lao Huang was anxious, "Old Huang, my doctor, is so worried that even ants are reluctant to step on them, let alone eat dog meat."

As he said that, he ignored Cheng Qianfan and "I'll find it myself."

At this moment, the phone ringing in the capture hall rang.

Cheng Qianfan picked up the phone and heard the sound on the other end of the phone. He raised his eyebrows, covered the microphone, and said to Lao Huang, "The big information has been put away by Qin Di, and it is Qin Di's place."

As he said that, he picked up the receiver again, "What did you say?"

"Okay, I get it, I'll arrange for someone to come over."

...

"You're so kind." Cheng Qianfan hung up the phone, glanced at the empty arrest hall, and cursed. At this time, his eyes stopped on Lao Huang who was searching for something.

"Old Huang." Cheng Qianfan smiled and took out the unopened cigarette from his body, skillfully unpacked it.

"Don't, I have a headache today and I'm going to go back to the medical room to rest." Lao Huang guessed that he was going to be a tough guy, so he quickly blocked Cheng Qianfan's mouth in advance.

"Lao Huang, look, I am the only one left in the entire capture hall. I have to stay here. Look, why don't you work hard?" As he said that, he stuffed the cigarette into Lao Huang's hand.

"Okay, I'll just go there." Old Huang glanced at the cigarette in his hand and said helplessly.

The two looked at each other and expressed their recognition of each other's acting skills.

Cheng Qianfan talked about the location of the police, and Lao Huang remembered it in his heart and was about to leave.

Cheng Qianfan raised his eyes and accidentally saw Inspector Zhao Shuli of the Political Department smoking outside the arrest hall.

He felt aroused in his heart and immediately asked Lao Huang, "Lao Huang, how many glasses of wine did he drink at noon?"

Old Huang turned around and looked at Cheng Qianfan with some anger, "Three Small Cups."

Cheng Qianfan raised a finger invisibly.

Old Huang looked at Cheng Qianfan and showed a feeling of distress. Under Cheng Qianfan's gaze, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded.

...

About half an hour later.

Cheng Qianfan received a call from Lao Huang.

Lao Huang reported that an injured person at the scene had been treated by Dr. Hans from Hans Clinic. However, the X-ray machine at Hans Clinic broke down and he applied to take the person involved to the police hospital where the person was out of the way in Tailas to take X-rays.

"Okay, I'll call the police hospital." Cheng Qianfan nodded and said to the microphone, "Check the application form and the inspection results, come back to make up for me."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Qianfan breathed a sigh of relief. At this point, all he could do in this operation was this time.

Liu Mingyuan from the police hospital was not here, so according to the procedures, Lao Huang took X-rays.

This can also be regarded as the person involved transferred from Hans clinic to the police hospital for examination, so professional doctor Dr. Hans can follow.

In this way, unless you are afraid of bad luck and have unexpected situations, "Mr. Miao" can complete the inspection smoothly.

In addition, what surprised Cheng Qianfan was that the comrade in the mouth of Peng Yuou was actually Dr. Hans from Hans Clinic.

This German doctor is quite famous in the French Concession and even has some contact with the police chief Fegerson of the police station. Unexpectedly, Hans would be a red comrade-in-arms.

...

Telas Leaving Police Hospital.

Cheng Qianfan called in advance to inform the police hospital that he did not have any doubts about Lao Huang leading the person involved in the examination.

Lao Huang politely declined the help of other doctors.

Dr. Hans was examined for the injured man who had "makeup" dressed up in the X-ray room and was covered in blood.

Lao Huang was 'chatting' with another party outside.

For safety and confidentiality, Peng and Ou finally decided to take action himself, pretending to be another party involved in the case and follow him to the police hospital.

This is also a helpless move. The identity of "Yuyan" is highly confidential.

And considering the upcoming French Concession three-person group, especially the safety of Comrade "Scarlett", it is only after Peng and Ou disguised themselves as a foreign businessman, Mr. Mo.

Peng Yuou is the only person within the Shanghai Red Party who knows the identities of "fire", "fish intestines" and "flying fish".

"Mr. Mo, how did you drive? He knocked someone like this." Old Huang asked.

"After drinking some wine, this is really..." Peng Yuou said, pressing the brim of his hat.

"I need a small yellow croaker." Old Huang said in a low voice.

"What do you want gold bars?" Peng Yuou asked in surprise.

"Cheng Qianfan, the guy who plucked his hair by the geese, asked me how much benefit I had collected. I said three small yellow croakers, and he wanted to smoke one." "Yuyan's intestine" had a headache and said with a wry smile.




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