At this time, Cheng Qianfan caught a glimpse of He Guan running to the door in a hurry. He stopped suddenly, straightened his police uniform and hat and strode in. He just glanced around. This was obviously serious, but it also gave people a sneaky look.
That's how the impression came in.
"Don't worry, Jin Tou has gone to a meeting." Cheng Qianfan said.
When He Guan heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief, took off his police hat and twirled it with his fingers, and moved to Cheng Qianfan's side in a sly manner, "Brother Fan, borrow some money." He pursed his lips and said, "Pay the car money back."
Not given yet."
"Isn't it a shame?" As soon as Cheng Qianfan took out his wallet, He Guan snatched it away, took one yuan of French currency, and went to pay for the rickshaw.
On the street outside the central police station, rickshaw driver Liao San was waiting in fear. Unlucky for him, a policeman called him early in the morning and said he had no money to pay the fare. Liao San cursed in his heart and said no thanks with a smile on his face.
The patrol officer said he should go in and get the money. Liao San, who was originally planning to pull the car and run away, was threatened that he would smash the car if he ran away. He was too frightened to wait here without moving.
Cheng Qianfan stood by the window on the second floor. He watched He Guan downstairs throw the fare on the seat. The coachman waved his hands repeatedly. He Guan looked unhappy and seemed to threaten to beat him. The coachman pulled the car and ran away.
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"You took one yuan from me." Cheng Qianfan said to He Guan who came back.
"I know, I'll pay you back sooner or later, it's so clear." He Guan said angrily.
Cheng Qianfan smiled. This guy wanted to save face. If he saw through it but didn't tell it, he would naturally not say anything else.
From He Guan's residence to the central patrol room, five cents was enough, but He Guan just threw in one legal currency.
Therefore, Cheng Qianfan speculated that the coachman didn't say he didn't have enough money, but said he had too much money and wanted change, but He Guan was beaten away by He Guan on the pretext that he looked down on Uncle He Guan.
This is what it means, even if you do good deeds, you are also a bad person.
To onlookers who don't know the truth, He Guan's behavior just now looks like a picture of a patrolman bullying a coolie driver. This is also in line with the reputation of this second-generation patrolman who is 'arrogant and domineering'.
If Cheng Qianfan hadn't been so thoughtful and calculated the fare based on the distance between He Guan's residence and the police station, he would have misunderstood He Guan's new friend.
Cheng Qianfan likes to ponder the truth from these little things: seeing is not necessarily believing!
…
About half an hour later, not only the inspector Jin Kemu and the deputy inspector Ma Yishou came back, but several other inspectors and deputy inspectors also came to gather with their men.
No one is laughing anymore, everyone understands that this is a big move.
"Master, do you have a mission?" Cheng Qianfan asked Ma Yishou in a low voice.
"Arrest operation." Ma Yishou said angrily. He was just dawdling around now. The deputy inspector's salary was good, and there were generous monthly bonuses from the Qing Gang. He was only interested in making money.
He was not enthusiastic at all about going on missions, especially such large-scale operations that had a certain degree of danger, and he was afraid to avoid them.
Cheng Qianfan did not ask further questions, as he was afraid of arousing the other party's vigilance and suspicion.
Although Ma Yishou has a big mouth, he can still keep his mouth shut when it comes to tasks and actions.
A few minutes later, when he saw Silva, the squad leader of the investigation team of the Political Department, accompanied by Xiu Gongshen, the translator of the investigation team, and Qin Detai, the chief inspector of the central patrol room, Cheng Qianfan was secretly alert.
The operations that the Political Division participates in are basically related to tracking and apprehending political prisoners.
The French Concession was a mixed bag, and the targets of the Political Division broadly included Red Party members, state spies, Japanese, and even Soviets.
However, in fact, the main targets of arrest by the Political Division have always been red elements.
Moreover, this time it was the squad leader of the investigation squad, the Frenchman Silva, who personally deployed the operation. Cheng Qianfan could not help but be alert to this battle.
…
I saw the squad leader Silva, the translator Xiu Gongshen, and the chief inspector of the central arrest room, Qin Detai, all appearing together.
There was a little chaos at the scene.
The patrol officers quickly sorted out their uniforms and clothes:
The disciplinary buckle is fastened, but the police hat is crooked, so quickly put it on straightly.
"Hat, where's my hat?" He Guan asked in a low voice. He couldn't find his police hat.
Cheng Qianfan winked and pursed his lips.
He Guan followed his 'guidance', picked up his police hat from a corner of the table, and quickly put it on without bothering to dust it off.
While the patrol officers were busy getting dressed, Silva, the squad leader, looked gloomy and spoke in a low voice to the translator beside him, Xiu Gongshen.
Xiu Gongshen nodded towards Qin Detai, the chief inspector of the Central Patrol Room, "Old Qin, let's deploy the action."
…
Qin Detai is not tall and slightly fat. He usually smiles like a Maitreya Buddha.
If you think this is a kind person, you are totally wrong.
To be able to climb from a third-class prisoner to the chief inspector of the Central Prisonerhouse, the most important of the six prisonerhouses in the French Concession, requires ability, skill, and luck.
Qin Detai is known as Smiling Yama, and the shadow of the famous tree can be seen in his character and skills.
He first saluted Silva, and after receiving the other's return salute, he stepped forward to lecture.
"The specific tasks have been assigned to each patrol leader, so I won't go into details."
"The goal of this operation is very important." Qin Detai raised two fingers, "Two requirements."
"Catch them alive!"
"No shooting allowed."
"Yes!" Everyone performed the French military salute, stepped hard on the ground with their riding boots, and shouted loudly.
Qin Detai nodded with satisfaction, turned around, and respectfully saluted Silva again, "Your Excellency Silva, do you have anything else to add?"
He spoke in French with a thick Qingpu accent, which sounded quite strange.
Silva seemed to be in a bad mood today. He waved his hand and said, "Let's take action."
"Action!" Qin Detai shouted.
The patrols dispersed under the leadership of their respective patrol chiefs and deputy chiefs.
…
"Jin Tou, what's the mission?"
"Yes, such a big battle."
Everyone gathered around Inspector Jin Kemu and asked questions.
Jin Kemu glanced at the group of subordinates and could not guess what these guys were thinking.
They don't care about the mission. What they care about is whether the mission is dangerous.
These guys are afraid of death.
However, Jin Kemu also scolded these two requirements in his heart: he had to capture people alive and he couldn't shoot.
He made up his mind that he could take charge of this operation. The work of charging into battle would naturally be done by his subordinates. Otherwise, what would he do as an official?
Jin Kemu took out a photo from his document bag and motioned for everyone to pass it around.
"Everyone knows it clearly!" Jin Kemu motioned to everyone to pass the photo around, "Shuanglongfang."
Shuanglongfang is the Shuanglongfang apartment on Father Jin Road.
Cheng Qianfan was shocked. He had an address and a photo. He was being targeted early!
Based on this assumption, could it be that the other two patrols were also following the map?
His expression was very natural as he watched the photo circulate among other people.
Ma Yishou handed the photo to Cheng Qianfan, who had been waiting eagerly for it.
The photo should have been taken secretly from a distance. It shows a young man with a slim build, wearing glasses and a scarf around his neck. He looks like a student.
"Student?" He Guan came over and asked doubtfully.
"There are no students, they are all violent elements." Jin Kemu cursed.
The arrests of Red Party members in the French Concession have always been based on the charges of "thugs" and "violent elements". In fact, the underground organizations of the Red Party generally rarely engage in violent armed actions, especially in the concession. They have always been more "obedient".
Law-abiding.
Of course, the exception is the Red Team organized by the Special Branch of the Red Party, which is the Anti-Corruption Action Team of the Red Party.