"The handwriting is very neat, even neater than when she wrote her own name." Hao Zai said. His own handwriting was shameless and almost comparable to hieroglyphics, but he could still tell the quality of the handwriting.
"What else?" Cheng Qianfan said calmly.
"What else?" Hao Zai picked up the signature sheet and looked at it carefully, "Is this a single stroke? Huh? There are two more strokes here?"
He looked up at Cheng Qianfan.
"Yes, when this woman wrote her husband's name, she was subconsciously nervous. Although the handwriting was very neat, it was not done in one go. There were pauses. In addition, after finishing writing, she seemed a little dissatisfied and redrawn two lines.
Pen." Cheng Qianfan said.
As he spoke, he pointed to the word 'wife' and said, "My wife's wife is also very neat. There are also traces of strokes here and there are also traces of pauses here."
"I understand, and here, she writes her name. Although it is obviously not as neat as those two places, it is natural that the strokes are continuous." Hao Zai said with excitement in his eyes.
"That's right." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "What does this mean?"
"This shows that this woman rarely writes the word wife for wife. At the same time, the name Chang Shenyi is also relatively unfamiliar to her. When she writes, she will subconsciously worry, so her handwriting is very neat." Cheng Qianfan asked herself
Answer to yourself..
"Remember, pausing and tracing are subconscious reactions to unfamiliar words." Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, "As a wife, she should be the most familiar with her husband's name. She can even finish it in one go by just picking up the pen.
How can I stop writing and trace over and over again?"
"It's not that this woman is careless, it's that the team leader is so awesome." Hao Zai showed admiration and reverence, "I didn't expect that these famous names can be seen in the signature handwriting."
…
"Have you arranged for someone to follow you?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"It's arranged." Hao Zai nodded and added, "According to your instructions, I would rather be lost than exposed."
Cheng Qianfan nodded with satisfaction, lit a cigarette and fell into thought.
"Except for Chang Shenyi, all other people who have sought medical advice from the doctor must be checked." He exhaled a stream of smoke through his nose. "Special attention should be paid to whether these people have any connections or interactions with Japan."
"Understood!" Hao Zai said seriously.
"Hello, madam."
"Hello, madam."
The patrol officers' greetings came from the corridor.
A gentle smile appeared on Cheng Qianfan's face, "Go ahead. The Jiang Mulezi gang is a group of ruthless gangsters who do all kinds of evil. You must be careful."
He warned Hao Zai.
"yes!"
Hao Zai saluted, opened the door, and saw Bai Ruolan who was about to knock on the door. He quickly saluted respectfully and said hello, "Hello, sister-in-law!"
"Hao Zai, do you like the girl I introduced to you last time?" Bai Ruolan asked with a smile on her face when she saw it was Hao Zai.
"Sister-in-law, I still have something to do. I have something to do." Hao Zai smiled and pointed inside, "Brother Fan is inside, please come."
With that said, Haozi ran away as if running away.
"This kid didn't blink when faced with several guns from the gangsters. He was so frightened by your few words that he ran away in panic." Cheng Qianfan laughed and said, "That kid said that he lives a comfortable life alone."
Bai Ruolan came up to help her husband change into casual clothes, stretched out his suit, pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Haozi is your old brother. He is not young. It is indeed time for him to have a family."
With that said, he took off his hat from the hook.
Cheng Qianfan lowered his head and bent down naturally, and Ruolan helped him put on his hat, took two steps back, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction.
"And Haozi, he's grown up now. It's time to start a family." Bai Ruolan said softly.
"Let's talk about it again." Cheng Qianfan laughed, "These days, patrols are not easy to live in. It's a day of licking blood from the edge of a knife."
"What are you talking about?" Bai Ruolan glared at her husband and patted his back gently.
…
"Where's Xiaobao?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"It's in the courtyard downstairs." Bai Ruolan said with a smile, "When Old Huang in the medical room saw Xiaobao, he felt closer to Xiaobao than when he saw his own daughter. Didn't you see that when Xiaobao wanted to eat candy, Old Huang took it from the drawer?
I took out a large bag of colorful candies."
The two of them talked as they walked.
"Xiao Bao is greedy, and all of Lao Huang's inventory will probably be taken away by Xiao Bao." Bai Ruolan continued, "Just look at it, Lao Huang will definitely feel distressed."
He won't feel bad!
Cheng Qianfan said in his heart with a smile on his face.
Whether it's him, Lao Huang, or Lu Dazhang, as long as Xiaobao likes her, they are willing to do everything possible to make her happy and protect her with their lives!
Because they are ‘flames’, ‘fish intestines’, and ‘flying fish’!
They are the soldiers of Comrade "Zhulin"!
…
When they arrived in the yard, they saw Xiaobao carrying a small cloth bag, and they were very happy.
"Xiaobao, you have robbed Uncle Huang's treasure box." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.
"What the hell." Lao Huang smiled widely, "The child likes it, and I am very happy."
"Xiaobao, say goodbye to Uncle Huang." Bai Ruolan said to Xiaobao.
"Uncle Huang, thank you for your gift." Xiaobao bowed slightly, stood up, carried a small cloth bag, and waved happily, "Goodbye!"
"Hey, hey, bye, see you next time." Lao Huang smiled with his eyes narrowed.
Watching Cheng Qianfan and Bai Ruolan holding Xiaobao's little hand as they left, watching them get into the car and leave the hospital, before Lao Huang returned to the medical room.
After closing the door, Lao Huang wiped the corners of his eyes.
"Comrade 'Zhulin', don't worry, Xiaobao is very good. 'Huo Miao' takes good care of her, very good."
He said in his heart.
…
"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers. A large-scale air battle broke out between Chinese and Japanese fighter planes in Wuhan. The Chinese army shot down 24 Japanese planes, an unprecedented victory!"
"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, great victory in Wuhan, the national army shot down countless Japanese planes!"
The newsboy waved the newspaper in his hand and shouted loudly.
The little newsboy with patched clothes had an excited look on his face.
They may not know the meaning of what they shouted, but they know that the Japanese suffered a loss, which is a good thing.
When the Japanese are unlucky, everyone is happy, and newspapers sell quickly and in large quantities.
Two beeps.
Cheng Qianfan stopped the car and sounded the horn twice.
Everyone recognized that this was Inspector Cheng's car. No, it should be said that it was Deputy Inspector Cheng's car now.
Then he saw the car window rolled down, revealing Cheng Qianfan's handsome face.
"Bring me a newspaper," Deputy Inspector Cheng put one hand on the window and shouted.
"Mr. Cheng." A young man in bunt immediately came over and handed over his newspaper with a flattering look on his face, "Look at mine."
Cheng Qianfan glanced at this person and said, "Just came to Shanghai?"
"Mr. Cheng has a good eye." The young man smiled and gave a thumbs up, "Little Chen Hu, I just arrived in Shanghai last month and now I am working with Brother Tai to make a living."
"Tali?" Cheng Qianfan looked thoughtful.
"Mr. Cheng has learned a lesson." Chen Hu said with a smile, "My family is in trouble and I want to find a way to survive in Shanghai."
As he spoke, he looked at Cheng Qianfan expectantly.
"Mr. Cheng is not short of money from selling newspapers." Cheng Qianfan smiled lightly.
Chen Hu became more respectful and handed the newspaper over with both hands, "Newspapers are not valuable, but a small piece of sincerity is priceless."
Cheng Qianfan laughed loudly. Looking at this man, his smile suddenly faded and he said coldly, "Mr. Cheng, in one sentence, the heroes in Shanghai who are willing to sacrifice their lives for Mr. Cheng are like the crucian carp crossing the river. Why do you do that?"
Chen Hu didn't speak, and his waist bent even lower.
Cheng Qianfan showed a smile and reached out to take the newspaper.
The car drove away, and a banknote fell lightly.
A voice came over, "If you can survive in Shanghai for three months, go to the patrol room to find Li Hao."
Chen Hu grabbed the fallen banknotes, squeezed them tightly, and knelt down with a plop towards the car going away, "Thank you, Mr. Cheng!"
From the rearview mirror, we can see that this man is kowtowing continuously.
…
Lu Dazhang is hosting a treat.
Cheng Qianfan brought Bai Ruolan and Xiaobao to the banquet.
This is Lu Dazhang’s thank you banquet.
The Japanese army's recruitment of Taihu water bandit Li Laosan was completed last month.
Li Laosan gained the defection of another group of water bandits, Peng Sanpao, and his strength greatly increased. Naturally, the situation on the Japanese side increased, and he sold himself at a good price.
Xiaochi and Cheng Qianfan from the extra-high school class made a huge profit, and Lu Dazhang, the matchmaker, naturally also got a share of the benefits.
The women were chatting, and the children from both families were playing in the yard.
Cheng Qianfan and Lu Dazhang were drinking tea in the study and talking secretly.
"Xiaochi is greedy." Cheng Qianfan took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "and bold."
Xiaochi, who was determined to make a lot of money in China and then return to China to build a big house, finally seized the money-making opportunity provided by Cheng Qianfan, which was extremely ugly.
The greedy Koike was even more daring. After already taking his own share, he secretly withheld ten large yellow croakers from the share allocated to Sanbonjiro.
Cheng Qianfan secretly discovered Xiaochi's behavior, but he pretended not to notice anything.
"The power makes the mind faint." Lu Dazhang commented concisely and comprehensively, "You can use it!"
Cheng Qianfan nodded.
He took out the newspaper from his body and handed it to Lu Dazhang.
"The proud man of the Chinese Air Force showed his power in the air and shot down 24 Japanese aircraft. Our own side lost nine aircraft. The battle loss ratio was almost one to three. This is the battle. Our Air Force has won a great victory in Wuhan!" Lu Dazhang read softly, with an excited expression and waved his hand.
fist.
"Well done!" he was excited. "Well done! Strengthen the prestige of our country! Let the blood of our country be shamed!"
"It's so clear!" Cheng Qianfan raised his teacup.
"It's so bright!"
The two clinked glasses, drank the tea in one gulp, and looked at each other with a smile.
…
On the way back to Yandeli, Bai Ruolan said to Cheng Qianfan:
Our little baby is so popular that everyone likes her. The road patrol chief and his family all like her.
Especially the road inspector looked at Xiaobao as if he were his own daughter.
Cheng Qianfan then said with a smile, "We have to be careful. This is not the look you are looking at your daughter-in-law. It might be the look you are looking at your daughter-in-law."
When Bai Ruolan heard this, she actually took it seriously. She looked thoughtful, then shook her head, "No, the boy from the patrol chief's family is not good-looking."
Cheng Qianfan laughed loudly.
After returning home, Cheng Qianfan told Xiaobao a story, put Xiaobao to sleep, and then chatted with his wife. Then, with Bai Rulan's well-hidden worry, she hurried out of the house.
…
Hongkou District.
Cheng Qianfan parked the car at the entrance of an alley.
He closed the window and smoked several cigarettes in succession.
The smoke made him almost cry, and his body also smelled of smoke. He rubbed his face vigorously again.
In this way, Imamura Hyōtaro saw a worried Miyazaki Kentaro with bloodshot eyes and the smell of tobacco on his body.
"Kentaro, I am very disappointed with your current appearance." Imamura Hyoutarou said.
"Teacher." Cheng Qianfan took out the newspaper of Wuhan's "April 29th Victory" from his body and handed it to Imamura Hyoutarou. His eyes flashed with sadness, "Is this true?"
Hyōtaro Imamura took the newspaper, glanced at it, and put it next to his desk.
His face looked better and he asked, "Is this why you are so lonely?"
Kentaro Miyazaki nodded, "Today is the Tenchō Festival. Thinking that His Majesty the Emperor will learn such news makes the students' hearts twist with daggers!"
As he spoke, his tears finally couldn't be suppressed and fell on the wooden floor.
Then, he burst into tears.
"The students are not sad about the failure itself. The empire is so powerful that a few failures are not enough. The students are crying for Your Majesty. Today is the 'Tenjo Festival'." Miyazaki Kentaro cried sadly, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty.
Ahhh!”
Hyōtaro Imamura couldn't help but be moved when he saw Kentaro Miyazaki crying unable to control himself.
He could feel Kentaro's sadness, and even more so, he could feel Kentaro's loyalty to the empire and His Majesty the Emperor.
"Don't cry!" Imamura Hyoutarou said solemnly, "Kentaro, raise your head!"
Kentaro Miyazaki raised his head, his face was stained with tears and his nose was full of mucus.
"Kentaro." Hyōtaro Imamura said solemnly, "It's useless to cry. What we can do is not to let similar incidents happen again, conquer China as soon as possible, and occupy this vast country, so as to celebrate Your Majesty's Tenjo Festival next year.
'A congratulatory gift!"
"Conquer China! Congratulations to Your Majesty!" Kentaro Miyazaki's eyes flashed with enthusiasm. He wiped away his tears and snot and roared.
It was night and Cheng Qianfan was in a good mood. After returning home, Ruolan had not rested yet and felt her husband's enthusiasm.
…
The next day.
In the Japanese-occupied area of Shanghai, Japanese-controlled newspapers began to "refute rumors."
The Japanese army suffered such heavy losses. Not only was it depleted in strength, but it also lost face. It actually falsely claimed that it had shot down 51 Chinese and Soviet aircraft at the cost of 4 aircraft.
Throughout the Japanese-occupied areas of the Chinese border, the Japanese drove newsboys through the streets and alleys shouting:
The Locust Air Force achieved a great victory in Wuhan. Four planes shot down 51 Sino-Soviet fighter planes. This great victory is used as a congratulation to His Majesty the Emperor on the ‘Eternal Life Day’!
No. 22, Xue Huali Road.
Central Patrol Room, Office of the Deputy Chief Inspector.
Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng Qianfan came to the office and took a look at the tea that had been poured on the desk and the newspapers that had been placed. He nodded with satisfaction.
Sitting on the seat, he picked up the newspaper and read it.
Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the huge title:
There was a great victory in Wuhan yesterday, but Shen Huaiming did not return from the air battle!
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