It was midnight, and No. 22 Xuehuali Road was brightly lit.
The gunshots on Kaisen Road shocked the violent law enforcement agency in the Central District of the French Concession.
Zhao Shuli stood at the window, smoking silently, staring at the yard downstairs.
A black car parked at the door.
The car did not enter the yard. He got out of the car alone and stalked into the yard with a salute from the guard checkpoint. The car turned around and drove away.
A smile appeared on Zhao Shuli's face. The gunfight at Kaisen Road was a bad influence. Kaisen Road was the jurisdiction of the Third Patrol Office of the Central Police Station. Deputy General Cheng served as the Chief of the Third Patrol Office. If you want to be held accountable, General Cheng will be the first to be affected.
Cheng Qianfan’s Jiujiu Trading is one of the largest black market merchants in the French Concession. In order to seize the market, Cheng Qianfan’s subordinates threatened and tempted, bullied the market, and did everything they wanted, and the public was extremely angry.
The most important thing is that Cheng Qianfan is extremely hating red and has always been close to Japanese people.
The existence of this person means great danger to all aspects of the anti-Japanese forces lurking in the French Concession.
If the shooting incident on Kaisen Road can affect Cheng Qianfan, it would be best if he was punished by the French Concession authorities and his power was restricted, it would be a surprise.
However, thinking of the Xi Neng and Jin Kemu's attitude towards this matter, Zhao Shuli couldn't help but shake his head.
This guy Cheng Qianfan has already achieved the weather!
also--
Zhao Shuli frowned. He had been thinking about the gun battle in Kaisen Road.
One of them is likely to be Japanese.
The other party claims to be the "Shanghai Iron Blood Anti-Japanese Traitor Group".
Is this a secret to returning to Shanghai?
Judging from the way of acting, it is indeed a bit like the work of a person who can tell.
only……
Zhao Shuli shook his head slightly, but there was something subtle in the details.
The Iron Blood Anti-Traitor Group, which is known to be aware of its work, is very bold and straightforward, and there are many people who are dying.
But it can't be so meticulous.
Zhao Shuli later led people to investigate the scene. The two gunmen who ambushed the Japanese gave him the impression that they were accurate in shooting skills, careful in doing things, very tacit understanding, straightforward and neat, and clear division of labor between offense and defense, far from ordinary people who fight and kill.
...
"After Hou Pingliang came back from the hospital, he asked him to come to see me." Cheng Qianfan said to a police officer.
"yes!"
After walking around the arrest hall of the third inspection, he said some morale to his left-behind subordinates, and at the same time he also ordered his subordinates to step up the investigation of the case. Only then did President Xiao Cheng walk to the office of the deputy general manager upstairs.
"Deputy General General Cheng."
"Is there something wrong?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Su Zhe with a gloomy expression.
"The gunfight on Kaisen Road is loud and even grenades are used. It's so lively." Su Zhe said sarcastically, "I heard that Your Excellency Feigeson was very angry and smashed the microphone. Deputy General Chief Cheng must be careful."
"Get out!" Cheng Qianfan pushed Su Zhe away.
"What does Deputy General Chief Cheng mean? As a colleague, I also care..."
"Shut up! My people are injured. I'm in a bad mood now!" Cheng Qianfan's eyes were cold, "Get out!"
Looking at Cheng Qianfan's cold gaze, Su Zhe was afraid for no reason and hurriedly moved away from the stairs and went downstairs.
Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, and his horse boots stepped on the wooden stairs, making a thudding sound.
Looking at Cheng Qianfan's back as he walked upstairs and left, Su Zhe, who had a pale face, dared to mutter, "Dog bite Lu Dongbin."
Cheng Qianfan entered the office, closed the door, and showed a smile on his face. Su Zhe came to convey the message to him:
The Kaisen Road shooting has had a bad impact and has alarmed Fegerson, the police chief of the French Concession Police. If the case cannot be found out as soon as possible or if there is an explanation, it will be detrimental to him.
Cheng Qianfan shook his head gently.
Su Zhe’s concern is good intentions.
He believed that at this moment, there were also people secretly happy with malicious intentions, hoping that the Kaisen Road shooting would become his Waterloo for Mr. Xiao Cheng.
Cheng Qianfan raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
I'm afraid these people are destined to be disappointed. These people underestimated his connections and means in the French Concession.
The gunshots on Kaisen Road were indeed very lively, but they did not really affect him.
When Xi Neng of the Political Department accepted his and Jin Kemu's remarks on the spot, this matter may have a certain impact, but everything is within the control of Cheng Qianfan.
Bangbangbang!
The office door was knocked.
"Come in!" Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
"Brother Fan." Hou Pingliang came in and said.
"How are the injuries of brothers?" Cheng Qianfan threw a cigarette to Hou Pingliang and asked.
"Milaisan is seriously injured, but Brother Fan is not at ease, he is not in danger of his life." Hou Pingliang said, "The other brothers, including Deputy Inspector Lu, were all slightly injured and could be cured after recuperation."
"The firefighting on the spot is fierce, comparable to a small battle." Cheng Qianfan's expression was solemn.
"No brothers can receive pensions, what is the blessing of misfortune." As he said, he sighed and nodded, and said with a fearful expression.
Hou Pingliang nodded as well. He was not the first police officers to arrive at the scene, but later reinforcements came over. Seeing the tragic situation of the corpses scattered at the scene, even if the police officers who were used to seeing the dead, their faces changed drastically.
"Little Monkey." Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and said.
"Hey, Brother Fan." Hou Pingliang saw Brother Fan take out a cigarette, and he quickly took out the foreign fire box and drew a foreign fire to light the cigarette.
"Taili's subordinate, there is a little slut named Chen Hu, you know." Cheng Qianfan took a sip of cigarette lightly and said.
"I know." Hou Pingliang said, showing a fierce expression, "I'm going to provoke Brother Fan? I'll find someone to deal with him."
"There is a slut who can provoke me in big Shanghai and live for two days?" Xiao Cheng's nasal cavity sprayed two smokes, "I have something to ask him to do."
"Brother Fan has a crush on that boy?" Hou Pingliang said, "Well, I have heard of that boy. He is cruel enough to be desperate."
As he said that, he smiled, "It was because his ancestors had accumulated virtue in eight lifetimes."
"Let Chen Hu go to Chunfeng Deyi Building to see me." Cheng Qianfan said.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Okay, Brother Fan."
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early morning.
Cheng Qianfan, who was taking a nap in the office, was awakened by the rapid phone ringing.
"Who?"
"Qianfan, it's me." Bai Ruolan's anxious voice came, "You don't say anything if you don't go home."
"I got a big case and was so busy that I was so dizzy that I forgot to say something to my family for a moment, blame me, blame me." Cheng Qianfan smiled bitterly and said.
"Next time, I remember that you left home to work in the middle of the night and didn't say it clearly. Deputy Inspector Lu had a gun on the phone, and what's the matter. How could I not worry?" Bai Ruolan complained, "The cat wet your clothes in the middle of the night. I remember someone said that this was unlucky, which made me even more frightened."
"There is no unlucky thing, it's all the superstition of the Yamano Village man." Cheng Qianfan laughed, "I'll go back to clean up this cat that's begging."
Bai Ruolan gave a few more instructions and asked him to eat breakfast on time and pay more attention to rest, so she hung up the phone.
Cheng Qianfan put the microphone in his face and smiled gently.
Ruolan called and said so much. The most important thing was to tell him:
The cat peed and stained his clothes!
I guess Ruolan had washed her clothes last night. It was strange to wash clothes in the middle of the night, so she needed to find a suitable reason.
It’s hard for her to be an ordinary woman, but she actually found such a very reasonable reason.
Cheng Qianfan's smile was restrained and he sighed softly.
...
Cheng Qianfan was busy all morning.
To be continued...