Chapter 242: Catch an adulterer (please subscribe for a monthly ticket)
Cheng Qianfan took out his pocket watch and looked at the time.
I think it’s almost done.
He picked up his bag, checked the camera, and then closed the office door slowly.
Go downstairs, start your car, and put your bag on the passenger seat.
He got out of the car and smoked, pretending to go back upstairs.
Then I saw a rickshaw pulling Linda past the door.
His expression changed and he cursed.
Hurry up and get in the car, start the car and drive out of the courtyard.
The place where Peter and the Belarusian dancer had a tryst was at the Asia Hotel on Father King Road, which was Peter's base.
Cheng Qianfan has already calculated all this.
The car drove slowly and leisurely. He looked in the rearview mirror and kept a few hundred meters ahead of the rickshaw.
As he approached the hotel, he started to accelerate, braked suddenly, and the car stopped at the entrance of the Asia Hotel.
Cheng Qianfan got out of the car, picked up his bag, and rushed into the hotel in a hurry.
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Room 301 of the hotel.
Bang bang bang, Cheng Qianfan knocked on the door hard.
“Who is it?” Pete’s angry voice came from inside.
“It’s me.” Cheng Qianfan shouted.
Peter opened the door and looked at Cheng Qianfan who rushed in, a little confused, "Qianfan, why are you here?"
He said with a weird smile, "Hey, hey, hey, brother, do you also want to..."
Cheng Qianfan was furious and looked at Pete, who was wearing shorts and a white shirt. He was disheveled and said, "What are you thinking about? Linda is here."
Peter's expression changed immediately.
Hurrying into the room, he looked around for his pants.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at the briefcase on the ground. He kicked the briefcase to the corner under the bed.
Peter put on his pants in a panic, his eyes looking everywhere.
“What are you looking for?”
“My briefcase.”
"It's too late." Cheng Qianfan stamped his feet angrily and handed his car key to Peter, "Go quickly, be careful not to be hit by Linda, take the stairs on the left."
As he said that, he pushed Peter towards the door.
As soon as he opened the door, Peter heard the voice of the waiter and the sound of chaotic footsteps in the distance.
The frightened Peter no longer looked for his briefcase and ran madly towards the stairs on the left.
He rushed downstairs, ran outside, started Cheng Qianfan's car, and left as if running away.
…
Cheng Qianfan closed the door and walked into the inner room. He saw the Belarusian dancer who was obviously still unfinished lying on the bed and ogling him.
“This gentleman, if you have agreed to pay for one person, you need to pay more.”
“Scream!” Cheng Qianfan quickly took off his coat and said.
“What?” The Belarusian dancer was stunned.
“Scream!” Cheng Qianfan took out a few French coins from his pocket and threw them on the bed.
The Belarusian dancer opened the quilt, not caring at all that she was exposed, and quickly took away the banknotes, howling like a wolf.
At this moment, there was a loud knock on the door.
Cheng Qianfan did not open the door immediately. Instead, he waited for more than ten seconds before looking furious, holding up his pants and opening the door, "Who is it!"
Then, he was knocked away by an angry Linda and the maid, followed by the helpless waiter.
"Where's Peter?" Linda glanced at Cheng Qianfan, who was disheveled and wearing a belt, and asked directly.
Linda ignored him and rushed into the room, where she heard a woman's scream.
“Where’s Pete?” Linda looked around and asked angrily.
"I told you that Pete was in the patrol room." Cheng Qianfan was also a little angry, looking as if he was frustrated and embarrassed that his 'adultery' had been discovered.
“No man is good.” Linda glared at Cheng Qianfan and left angrily with the maid.
The waiter glanced at Cheng Qianfan with a strange expression.
“Get out!” Cheng Qianfan cursed unhappily and closed the door directly.
…
When he returned to the inner room, he saw the Belarusian dancer posing, "Sir, let's continue."
Cheng Qianfan wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the woman greedily, but finally shook his head and said, "Let's go."
The Belarusian woman will continue to act coquettishly. She knows that this young and handsome man is a senior police officer in the patrol room:
Young, handsome, with status, and most importantly, he doesn’t have a wife yet, so he doesn’t have to worry about being caught and raped.
For these Belarusian women living in Shanghai, if they can hook up, it will be an excellent supporter.
“You are Peter’s woman now.” Cheng Qianfan grabbed the Belarusian woman’s waist, glanced greedily at the waves, and placed a few bills on the woman’s chest, “Let’s go.”
Hearing this, the Belarusian woman understood what the young police officer meant, so she didn't bother her. She got dressed, winked at Cheng Qianfan, twisted her waist and left.
…
After the Belarusian woman left, Cheng Qianfan locked the door directly.
He fished out Peter's briefcase from under the bed.
Opening it, there are several document bags inside.
Cheng Qianfan took out a razor blade, candle, ink pad and camera from his bag.
Carefully open the document bag one by one.
Find the confidential document that Sanbonjiro asked him to steal and quickly took pictures.
Subsequently, the rest of the documents were also photographed.
Then, he carefully took out the film shell and put it into the prepared film box for double protection to prevent exposure.
I replaced the film with a new one. This time, I only photographed the document requested by Sanbonjiro.
After doing all this, Cheng Qianfan began to carefully complete the finishing work, put the documents back into the document bag, restored the seam seals on the document bag one by one, checked it carefully, and then placed the document bag in the original order he had remembered. Return to the briefcase.
Put your camera, razor blades, candles, ink pads and other items in your bag.
Before leaving, Cheng Qianfan stopped. He looked at the table and found a drop of wax oil.
He carefully scraped off the drop of wax oil with a razor blade, dipped a towel in warm water, wiped it, and rubbed it gently with his fingers to make sure there were no traces left.
After checking the room again and making sure there was no problem, he opened the door and left.
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Cheng Qianfan left the Asia Hotel.
Hurry to a small alley next door, Hao Zai was already waiting for him.
Cheng Qianfan handed his bag to Haozi, who packed it in a cloth bag, handed over a bag of the same style, and turned around to leave.
The whole process was completed quickly without any verbal communication between the two people.
Subsequently, Cheng Qianfan did not exit the alley, but continued walking along the alley, detouring several alleys to confirm that no one was following him, and then waved a rickshaw, "Central Patrol Room."
“Okay, Inspector Cheng, please sit down.” The rickshaw driver diligently helped him put down the awning.
Arrived at the central patrol room at No. 22 Xue Huali Road, Cheng Qianfan took a look inside the courtyard, saw his car, and smiled.
He went straight to the office of the deputy monitor of the investigation team of the Political Department and saw an anxious looking Peter.
“Here you are.” Cheng Qianfan handed the briefcase to Peter.
Peter quickly took it, opened the briefcase, and saw that the documents were all there, in the correct order, and no one had touched them. He let out a long sigh of relief.
"Thank you, thank you, my friend." Pete hugged him happily, "Thanks to you this time."
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