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Chapter 425 Thermos Bottle (please vote)

 Zhou Wenrui, director of the pseudo-Shanghai Finance Bureau, was assassinated. Fu Xiaolu, the pseudo-mayor of Shanghai, and Su Wenxi, secretary-general of the city government, protested to the French Concession, demanding that the murderer be apprehended and the safety of government officials in the concession be protected.

Zhou Wenrui was a great traitor who was also highly regarded by the Japanese. His assassination also alarmed the Japanese.

The Japanese also issued a sternly worded official letter to the French Concession authorities, demanding that the patrol house must arrest and hand over the murderer, protect peace and the safety of friendly politicians, and suppress anti-Japanese behavior within the concession.

The French did not pay much attention to the protests from Fu Xiaolu's puppet regime. However, in the face of pressure from the Japanese, the French Concession authorities had to take action.

Tande, assistant to the French Concession Police Chief Ferguson, personally rushed to the central patrol room and questioned Chief Inspector Jin Kemu's inability to control the area under his jurisdiction, demanding that Jin Kemu respond as soon as possible to appease the fierce emotions of the Japanese.

Later, Jin Kemu reprimanded Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng Qianfan.

Cheng Qianfan turned around and went downstairs to the third patrol. He scolded the deputy inspector of the third patrol, Lu Hu, who was in charge of the security on Masinan Road, and ordered Lu Hu to find the culprit as soon as possible.

After doing all this, Cheng Qianfan came to Jin Kemu's office in a 'private capacity' and complained endlessly in front of Uncle Jin.

"It's clear that this matter was done by the Chongqing side." Cheng Qianfan looked gloomy, "The higher-ups only know how to put pressure on us, so how innocent are we!"

"Chongqing comes when they want, they take action when they want. They shoot when they are happy and drop bombs when they are unhappy." He looked at Jin Kemu and said angrily, "Uncle Jin, unless Qianfan shirks the blame, this kind of thing cannot be prevented at all.

Yeah, you didn’t go see the scene——”

Cheng Qianfan stretched out his arms and made an exaggerated gesture, "Zhou Wenrui's car was beaten to pieces. These people are fierce in firepower. Fortunately, brothers, we did not encounter them on the spot, otherwise they would have had to do something bad."

"I didn't call you here to hear you complain. Complaining won't solve the problem!" Jin Kemu said with a frown.

"Solve it? You didn't say it won't be solved." Cheng Qianfan said, and he sneered, "It's easy to solve this matter."

"How to solve it?" Jin Kemu said. He stared at Cheng Qianfan, and his intuition told him that this kid couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth.

"Either move all the people from the new government like Zhou Wenrui out of the French Concession." Cheng Qianfan snorted, "Or arrest all the people from Chongqing and at least send them out of the country with gifts."

"Arrest him?" Jin Kemu laughed angrily, "There are so many people in the concession, who do you know is from Chongqing?"

"So." Cheng Qianfan seemed to be waiting for this sentence, "Let's just sit back and watch this matter. Didn't the Japanese protest? Then let them investigate. If they can find out, it's their ability. If they can't, then

Just don't be pushy."

Jin Kemu stared at Cheng Qianfan with a scrutinizing gaze.

He suspected that Cheng Qianfan's purpose was for what he said now.

Cheng Qianfan has always been pro-Japanese, and his grumbling words may seem like he is dissatisfied with the pressure exerted by the Japanese, but in fact, he has the intention of secretly helping the Japanese to carry out small tricks and opening up opportunities for the Japanese to enter the concession and seize people.

Regarding the Japanese extending their claws into the French Concession, especially into the Central District, Jin Kemu regarded this as the top priority of prevention.

He immediately keenly sensed the dangerous atmosphere.

"Okay, I know you feel aggrieved." Jin Kemu smiled, "Forget it about complaining, work still needs to be done."

He patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder and said, "Let's do this. I'll send Governor Zhao to help you, and you two can work together to investigate this case."

Cheng Qianfan was stunned, looked at Jin Kemu, and opened his mouth to say something.

Jin Kemu directly blocked his mouth and waved his hand, "This matter has been decided. You go to Inspector Zhao and you can discuss it."

Cheng Qianfan said, "Stealing the chicken will end up losing the rice" and left angrily.

Looking at Cheng Qianfan's disappointed back, Jin Kemu raised a smile on his lips.

The relationship between Cheng Qianfan and Shuli Zhao was tense and difficult to deal with.

He arranged for Cardinal Zhao to intervene in this case, so that he could restrain Cheng Qianfan. In addition, Cardinal Zhao, a well-known plainclothes detective in the French Concession, intervened in this case and jointly organized the case with the famous "Mr. Xiao Cheng". This also reflects his superiority and strength.

Everyone in the central police station attaches great importance to this matter.

"Old fox." Cheng Qianfan left the chief inspector's office and muttered with a wry smile in the corridor.

In fact, he was unavoidably proud of himself. Everything was within his plan. Jin Kemu was now becoming more and more proficient in using Governor Zhao to restrain him, and Deputy Inspector Cheng could hardly refuse.

After returning to the deputy chief inspector's office and feeling sulky for a while, 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' left the office with a gloomy look, walked straight to the left side of the corridor, and finally stopped at the door of Inspector Zhao's office.

Rubbing his face with both hands, Deputy Inspector Cheng forced a smile on his face and was about to knock on the door.

Then his face immediately darkened again, and he turned around and left.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the police officer who had been hiding aside vaguely heard Vice President Cheng curse, "What a shame."

Then, he turned back to the deputy chief inspector's office and slammed the door hard.

Standing at the window, Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly. He looked out the window with a hint of worry in his heart.

Just now when he was about to knock on the door, he noticed the thermos bottle on the ground on the right side of the door.

The chief inspector, deputy chief inspector, and detectives who are qualified to have offices can place empty thermos bottles at the door, and then fill them with boiling water and put them at the door so that the officers can use them at any time.

Cheng Qianfan noticed that the water stains around the bottom of the thermos bottle placed on the ground had dried, which indicated that the thermos bottle had been placed at the door for some time.

This further explains that Cardinal Zhao is not in the office at this time.

If he knocks on the door, more people will know that Cardinal Zhao is not in the office.

Although this may not seem to be a problem, Cheng Qianfan has always paid attention to details. His principle is to try to avoid small things that seem inconspicuous and have no problems in daily life.

If something happens in the future and no one notices that Cardinal Zhao was out at this time, or is not clear about the time when Cardinal Zhao left the patrol room, he may be able to avoid the disaster temporarily.

Cheng Qianfan knew what Governor Zhao was going to do today, but now he has not returned yet. How could he not be worried?

Half an hour later.

Cheng Qianfan went to the toilet to relieve himself. When he came back, he took a look and saw that the thermos bottle at the door of Governor Zhao was missing. There were some water stains at the door of the office. This was new water stains from the thermos bottle when he entered the house.

‘Mr. Xiao Cheng’ returned to the office slowly.

About two minutes later, Cheng Qianfan pressed the bell.

A patrolman came in immediately, "Vice President Cheng."

"Go, ask Inspector Zhao to come to my place." 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, put one foot on the table, and said calmly.

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