Chapter 20: Sneak at night

Chapter 20 Sneaking in the Night

Everyone glanced at the drunk Xiao Cheng, laughed loudly, and continued to talk nonsense.

Deputy Inspector Ma Yishou said something. There was a shooting on Xiafei Road yesterday, and Inspector Lu Dazhang was scolded **** by Lieutenant Malai of the Political Department.

Ma Yishou's tone of voice was obviously gloating about his misfortune.

Previously, Ma Yishou and Lu Dazhang were defeated in the competition to become the inspector of Xiafei Road. The two men resorted to all kinds of dirty tricks at that time, and a feud was formed.

Cheng Qianfan, who lay down and pretended to be drunk, was shocked. The shooting on Xiafei Road should refer to the shooting and sacrifice of Lao Liao.

"I know this." Jin Kemu nodded, "Lu Dazhang is really unlucky. Has the case been solved?"

"What the hell!" Ma Yishou chuckled, "A patrolman saw someone who looked very much like a scoundrel from the Party Affairs Office they once arrested. However, they didn't catch him because he was so angry. Even if he scolds, he can only scold a few words. If he doesn’t catch the current situation, it’s not like he can’t do anything with the people in the Party Affairs Office.”

The relationship between the patrol bureau and the National Government Party Affairs Investigation Office is very delicate. There is a hostile relationship but also cooperation many times. Therefore, there is an unwritten tacit understanding between the two parties. Unless the crime is caught, the patrol bureau cannot do anything with the people from the party affairs office.

Party Affairs Investigation Division!

It turned out to be them!

Although Cheng Qianfan had previously judged that it was state agents who killed Lao Liao, the state had many secret service agencies, including the Party Affairs Investigation Division and the Secret Service Division. The Songhu Garrison Command also had its own special agency.

In addition, Cheng Qianfan once suspected that the Japanese special forces were responsible. Lao Liao was a member of the Anti-League and might also be targeted by the Japanese special forces.

Now, it was confirmed from Ma Yishou that it was an agent from the Party Affairs Investigation Department. Cheng Qianfan's heart filled with anger and hatred.

The whole person is covered with sadness.

Lao Liao is his closest comrade-in-arms and his respected elder!

This hatred is irreconcilable and must be avenged sooner or later!

“Xiao Cheng, are you okay?”

After the dinner was over, Jin Kemu patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder. Hearing a slight snoring, he chuckled and said, "Pull a little red guy, he slept soundly."

“Qianfan, let’s go, let’s continue drinking.” He Guan was swaying and came over to shake Cheng Qianfan vigorously.

Cheng Qianfan raised his head with drunken eyes and said, "Drink, keep drinking."

As he spoke, he stood up unsteadily, but his feet were unsteady and he couldn't help but move east and west.

Squinting my eyes in the clouds and fog, I widened my eyes and didn’t know where I was.

Suddenly, He Guan was knocked open. Holding on to the chair, he vomited in a loud gulp.

Everyone quickly covered their noses to avoid it. Some people couldn't bear the smell and vomited all over the floor after Wula.

Here, Cheng Qianfan finished vomiting and was holding on to the wall, about to fall asleep again.

“Lao Fang! Lao Fang!” Jin Kemu shouted at the top of his lungs.

“Here he comes, he comes, Jintou, don’t worry, everything has been arranged.”

Boss Fang of the Yingbin Building is a meticulous person. He has made arrangements in advance. He has hired several rickshaws and arranged for young men to follow him all the way. He patted his chest and promised to send all the police officers home safely.

Yandri.

After jogging along, the panting boy took the key from Cheng Qianfan's pocket, opened the door, and together with the driver, helped the drunk into the room, threw it on the bed, randomly took the quilt and covered it with him, muttering something unhappy. , then closed the door and left.

As soon as the two left, Cheng Qianfan opened his eyes.

The alley was quiet and dark.

He took a footbath, licked his throat hard, and vomited half of the footbath.

He took out sobering pills from the drawer and took two pills.

I took a basin of cold water and washed my face, and I suddenly felt much more awake.

Gently, he picked up the quilt and covered the window, then lit an oil lamp.

Move the bookcase, take off the two bricks in the corner behind the bookcase, take out the Mauser pistol, get close to the oil lamp, quickly disassemble it all, and then carefully assemble it back together, making sure that everything from the bullet to the firing pin is in normal condition.

He quickly changed into the most ordinary black helper clothes, with a dagger tucked into each of his left and right trousers.

I carefully glued a beard on my chin, applied the prepared potion on my face to make it sallow, stuffed a walnut in my mouth, and said a few words softly, my voice became extremely hoarse. , and then nodded with satisfaction.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, he locked the door.

Blow out the oil lamp, gently open the window, turn the cat waist out, close the curtains, close the window, pull a black string, the window bolt snaps shut, and a small wooden stick is tied to one end of the string. It got stuck in the nook and cranny of the outer wall.

The whole person was as nimble as a cat. He lowered his body and swished over the roof several times before disappearing into the night.

At this time, Wang Kangnian took Ding Naifei into the darkroom on the second floor that was specially used to develop photos. Under the dim red light, the faces illuminated were inexplicably strange.

“Team leader, we’re all washed out.” Xiao Si wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

During the arrest of Lao Liao yesterday, Xiaosi hid in a corner with his camera and took many photos.

What needs to be done now is to identify suspicious persons among the people who have appeared at the scene.

“Is there anything suspicious?” Wang Kangnian asked in a deep voice.

As the saying goes, there are specializations in a profession.

Xiao Si is proficient in photography and has an amazing ability to capture the details of portraits under the lens. At this point, Wang Kangnian, who has always been conceited, is also in awe.

"Team leader, a total of forty-five photos were taken, and I selected five." While speaking, Xiaosi first pointed out the remaining forty hanging photos to Wang Kangnian, "These are tentative photos. There is nothing suspicious, I picked it out here, team leader, please check it and see if there is anything missing."

On the other side, Song Fuguo also received the news.

St. John’s Middle School secretly inquired and confirmed again and again that there was no male mathematics teacher named Fu.

To be precise, there is only one male mathematics teacher at St. John's Middle School. This person received a telegram that his father died of illness and returned to his hometown in Peiping a month ago to attend the funeral.

The team members who inquired about the news from the patrol room also reported that the person responsible for the investigation of the Shuanglongfang Apartment on Father Jin Road today was the Central Patrol Room Inspector Jin Kemu's department. It was said that a Red Party member was arrested.

Central patrol room, Jin Kemu's headquarters.

Song Fuguo's eyes flickered, and he thought of the young patrolman named Cheng Qianfan.

Kang'anli.

The second floor of a residential house.

Cheng Qianfan skillfully fiddled with a piece of bent wire twice, and the window bolt was gently moved, and then opened with a slight pull.

He did not enter immediately, but immediately stepped aside, holding a felt hat on a branch and sticking it against the window glass.

After waiting for about half a minute and hearing no movement, I gently opened the window and put my felt hat on a branch.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, there was still no movement. Then he put on his felt hat, took out the dagger from his right trouser leg, bit it in his mouth, and slipped it in easily.

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(End of this chapter)

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