Chapter 121 Visiting the teacher again (please vote for monthly collection and recommendation votes)
Cheng Qianfan is thinking.
He Guan is the nephew of Jin Kemu, deputy chief inspector of the Central Patrol Office.
Those gangsters dare not mess with him.
Even members of the Youth Gang would not easily have a grudge against him.
Officially, no one would provoke the newly appointed nephew of Deputy Inspector General Jin.
As far as Li Hao knows, the recent incident that happened to He Guan and made him frustrated was the case of the Japanese ronin Saburo Miyamoto.
Miyamoto Saburo was captured by He Guan at the scene of the crime.
It can be said that people get both the stolen goods and the stolen goods.
In the end, the host woman was forced to commit suicide.
The Japanese ronin Saburo Miyamoto was acquitted.
With He Guan’s temperament, he definitely cannot accept it and must be extremely angry.
But, why would Guan, out of anger, attack Saburo Miyamoto because of a woman who has nothing to do with him?
Cheng Qianfan gritted his teeth and took a breath: I really can’t say.
He Guan may seem like a playboy, but he is actually quite chivalrous at heart.
This guy has always liked reading chivalrous novels, and his favorite is Ping Jiang Buxiaosheng's "The Biography of Modern Chivalrous Heroes".
I admire Da Dao Wang Wu and Huo Yuanjia in the book very much.
Every time I mention the plot of Huo Yuanjia being poisoned to death by the Japanese, I get up in arms and grit my teeth, wishing I could kill the Japanese pirates with my own hands.
Related to He Guan’s previous talk about the incident of ‘the execution of the traitor Lao Mo’, he looked elated and couldn’t hide his admiration for the ‘anti-traitor team’ he ‘guessed’.
In addition, when the traitor Zhu Yuan was executed by the Red Party was mentioned today, He Guan also looked relieved.
The more Cheng Qianfan thought about it, the more he felt that He Guan was very likely to take action against Miyamoto Saburo.
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“Haozi, I have a thing for you.”
“Brother Fan, tell me.”
“Quietly ask if there are any fights or even homicides near Yandeli. The scope is in the five streets and alleys around Yandeli.” Cheng Qianfan said.
“Brother Fan, do you suspect that Officer He has attacked Miyamoto?” Li Hao was very smart and asked.
"It's possible." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "So, don't inquire deliberately, so as not to arouse the arrester's suspicion."
"I understand." Li Hao nodded, "If this Miyamoto was really beaten, the news must have spread by now. If he was killed, it would be even more serious. There is no need to inquire deliberately."
Cheng Qianfan nodded. Li Hao was born as a beggar. Before meeting him and being rescued by him, he wandered on the beach in Shanghai for a long time.
Let’s put it this way, for a little beggar to survive in troubled times, the most basic skills are to observe people’s emotions and fish in troubled waters.
Li Hao is at ease when doing things.
Before Li Hao left, Cheng Qianfan took out a brand new Parker pen from his desk.
“Haozi, I bought this in Hangzhou and gave it to you.”
Looking at this brand new pen, Li Hao swallowed, "Brother Fan, did you give it to me?"
“I have also taught you to recognize a lot of characters, and you can also write by yourself.” Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, “Before I left Hangzhou, I was thinking about buying you a gift, and finally decided to buy this Parker pen.”
Cheng Qianfan put the pen in Li Hao's hand and said, "Haozi, read more and practice calligraphy. My Haozi will also be a cultural person in the future."
Li Hao took the pen and bowed deeply towards Cheng Qianfan with a sore nose.
The word "educated person" was once so distant and unfamiliar to a little beggar.
The street lights in Yandli are dim, and while walking on the bluestone alley, Li Hao reaches into his pocket from time to time to touch this pen.
The cold feeling of metal made his heart feel extremely warm.
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Not long after Li Hao left, Cheng Qianfan also left home.
He was holding a gift box and standing at the edge of a mailbox at the entrance of the alley, waiting for a rickshaw.
The telephone pole next to the mailbox is covered with various advertising papers.
A relatively new advertising paper caught Cheng Qianfan's attention: Wenyoushe was recruiting female clerks.
‘Meeting friends through literature, a Western-style salon. ’
The following is the address, No. 34, Father Jin Road.
What caught his attention was the address. The address next door to No. 34 Father Jin Road and No. 32 Father Jin Road was once a safe house he prepared for the Jiangsu Provincial Committee of the Red Party.
Last winter, the underground organization of the Red Party was cracked down by the enemy and suffered heavy losses. This safe house was also broken into by the enemy, and a short but fierce gun battle took place.
The comrades in this safe house either sacrificed themselves on the spot, or were steadfast and unyielding after being captured, and were eventually killed by the enemy. They all died heroically, and no one was spared.
His impression was that No. 34, Father Jin Road, was the house of an old widower. The old widower basically didn't go out and had a maid to take care of his daily life.
The old widower’s house was sold?
Transformed into a literary club?
Cheng Qianfan was slightly surprised and kept this in mind.
Any small change may be normal or may be ignored, but you need to keep it in mind for emergencies.
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About forty minutes later, Cheng Qianfan appeared at the door of No. 21 Masinan Road, carrying a gift box.
He came to visit the teacher to repair his body.
He came back from Hangzhou today and will officially report to work tomorrow. Due to circumstances and reasons, he should come to visit Xiu Gongshen today.
"Madam, Master Qianfan is here." Hearing the doorbell ring, he opened the door and saw Cheng Qianfan carrying a gift box. The maid Wu Ma happily shouted inside.
There are only two people in the house, the male host Xiu Gongshen and the hostess He Xuelin, so it is inevitable that they are usually a little deserted.
Every time Cheng Qianfan comes to visit, there will be more laughter and laughter in this big house.
Xiu Gongshen and He Xuelin had finished their dinner, and the two couples were drinking tea and chatting in the living room.
Xiu Gongshen came from a Western-style academic school and did not recommend that husband and wife should respect each other as guests.
In his spare time, he would chat with He Xuelin and drink a cup of tea. When the mood strikes, he would also dance with his wife in the living room at home, which not only relaxes him, but also shows his respect and affection for his wife.
"When did Qianfan come back?" He Xuelin asked in surprise when she saw Cheng Qianfan.
"Hello, Master." Cheng Qianfan saluted and said hello, "I just came back from Hangzhou today. I was afraid that you and the teacher would miss you, so I came here quickly."
As he spoke, he handed over a beautiful cloth bag, "The silk scarf I bought for my wife from Hangzhou."
"You kid, what are you spending all this on?" He Xuelin said angrily and handed the bag to Wu Ma to put away.
“That’s right, Qianfan has chosen several colors, and one of them should be what Master’s wife likes.” Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.
“My wife’s love for you is not in vain.” He Xuelin said happily, “Have you eaten yet?”
"Eat." Cheng Qianfan smiled. Seeing that He Xuelin was about to complain, he sniffed exaggeratedly and said, "But I smelled the shepherd's purse wontons wrapped by Master's mother, and I'm hungry again."
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