Chapter 5: Inquire about information
Cheng Qianfan has a delicate appearance and a rather booklike appearance.
The moment when I put on the black patrol uniform and the police hat.
The aura of the book is covered, and there is a resolute and heroic aura between the brows.
He did not go out immediately.
Instead, he sat down and wiped the gun carefully.
This is his sidearm, not the one he carried yesterday.
The firearms used in patrol houses in the French Concession are basically marked in metric caliber, mainly Browning series.
Different levels have different guns.
Chinese and Annanese police officers in the French Concession use 9mm Hoechst Browning M1903 pistols.
Because there is a pony on the handle of the gun, people are used to calling this gun the Horse Brand Luzi.
Continental's Browning 9mm caliber bullet is very unique and is almost rarely seen on the market. Only police officers in the French Concession use this gun, and its directivity is very obvious.
So, Cheng Qianfan would carry another Mauser pistol that he bought from the black market when he was on the move.
Mauser pistols are not only widely used by the regular national armed forces and local troops, but also widely used by national secret agents, red party agents, Shanghai Youth Gang, and bodyguard water bandits. It is almost impossible to use this kind of "bad street" gun to detect people. of.
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Practice several quick drawings of the gun from the holster in a row.
Cheng Qianfan took a deep breath.
Lao Liao died suddenly, and there are many mysteries behind it.
He did not know whether he had also attracted the enemy's attention.
Maybe he will be rounded up by Kuomintang agents when he goes out today, or he may be taken away by people from the French Concession Political Office in the patrol room.
Cheng Qianfan has not considered leaving. If he wanted to leave, he could leave Shanghai immediately after Lao Liao died yesterday.
He wanted to stay and continue fighting, and he could not let Lao Liao die in vain.
Since the first day he joined the revolution, Cheng Qianfan has been ready to sacrifice for the country and the nation at any time.
The great Chinese nation, the Chinese nation that is suffering from serious disasters, must have someone to rise up and sacrifice. If necessary, he is willing to become a glorious member of it.
If you go away and never come back, then you go away and never come back!
How happy it is to die well!
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Yendli’s neighbors looked at Cheng Qianfan, who was dressed in a crisp patrol uniform and strolled out slowly.
Although the eyes are a bit complicated, most of them don't contain much disgust or contempt.
Many of these old aunts and uncles watched him grow up.
The reputation of patrol officers is not very good, but everyone still wants to believe that this kid has good intentions.
Of course, having an acquaintance who is a patrolman will not be a bad thing in this troubled world.
“Brother Fan, help me, my father is going to beat me to death.” A young boy came running to ask for help.
Cheng Qianfan helped the child's father hold him down and said, "Hit me. If your father doesn't beat you, I will beat you too."
This **** has been hanging out with a few Sanguang coders recently, and he will learn bad things sooner or later.
Sanguangmazi are people who eat, use, and belittle. These people are penniless, but they are proficient in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling.
Even my own mother and father were sold for money.
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“Brother Fan.” Li Haomao was smoking at the entrance of the alley, shivering from the cold. When he saw Cheng Qianfan coming out, he quickly got up.
“I heard about it.” Li Hao whispered, “A few days ago, someone saw that group of people going to National Tongji University.”
“Have you arrested anyone?” Cheng Qianfan asked.
“I haven’t heard of it.” Li Hao shook his head.
“Thank you for your hard work.” Cheng Qianfan patted Li Hao on the shoulder.
“It’s not hard work.” Li Hao sniffed and was very happy to be praised, “Brother Fan, then I’m going to work.”
"Go, have a bowl of wontons, fried rice or something." Cheng Qianfan took out a few dollars of French currency and stuffed it directly into Li Hao's hand. Not allowing the other party to refuse, he gave Li Hao a false kick and said, "Get out of here, it's so cold. , eat something warm."
Li Hao sniffed, hey, silly.
Li Hao was nicknamed "Rat". His parents died early and he only knew his surname was Li.
Once I was beaten almost to death, and I almost froze to death outside in the middle of winter.
Cheng Qianfan revived him with a bowl of hot wonton soup.
From then on, he followed Cheng Qianfan.
Let him do whatever he is told.
Worked as a rickshaw driver.
Worked as a miscellaneous worker in a drugstore.
Now he is a conductor on the French Electrical Route 2.
Looking at Cheng Qianfan’s leaving figure, Li Hao’s eyes turned red.
He would not consider the reasons why Cheng Qianfan asked him to do those things. He only knew that without Cheng Qianfan, he would have died of cold and starvation and would not be alive today.
Also, Brother Fan really treats him as a human being.
The name Li Hao was also obtained by Brother Fan for him.
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Cheng Qianfan did not call a rickshaw. He walked to the patrol house every day. It took less than half an hour to walk from Yandeli to the central patrol house at No. 22 Xue Huali Road.
Cheng Qianfan clicked Mao.
I was chatting with my colleagues and wandering around until I came to Ma Yishou.
“Master, you look good today. Have you made a fortune?”
Ma Yishou is the deputy inspector. Cheng Qianfan was assigned to the Central Patrol Room after graduating from the supplementary class of the Shanghai French Concession Police Sergeant School last year and stayed with Ma Yishou.
Ma Yishou is his master.
No matter how developed Cheng Qianfan is from now on, he will still have to recognize this master-disciple relationship.
“Cuna Niang!” Ma Yishou cursed, “Get rich!”
Cheng Qianfan smiled and added hot water to Ma Yishou's cup without saying a word.
He understands Ma Yishou's temper. He is a man who can't hold back his words. No need to ask, he will speak himself.
This is how he obtained some information from Ma Yishou's unintentional words.
However, Ma Yishou was hesitant today and did not speak any more.
This surprised Cheng Qianfan secretly.
Ma Yishou glanced at Cheng Qianfan a few times and wanted to say something, but he never said it.
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After a while, Inspector Jin Kemu arrived and called Deputy Inspector Ma Yishou over for a meeting.
After the two officers left, the atmosphere in the patrol hall became lively.
Cheng Qianfan didn't need to inquire. He could guess what happened from everyone's conversations.
While Ma Yishou was smoking and bragging outside the patrol room in the early morning, Xi Neng, the squad leader of the investigation team of the Political Department, came.
Ma Yishou quickly saluted and said hello.
Unexpectedly, the Frenchman didn't know what kind of gunpowder he had taken, so he pointed at Ma Yishou's nose and cursed loudly.
Xi can speak French, but naturally no one understands why he is scolding or what he is scolding.
“Anyway, the scolding was so fierce that Lao Ma couldn’t understand it and was even more scared.” Liu Bo said with a smile.
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Cheng Qianfan was thinking about the information Li Hao had obtained.
Those spies appeared at National Tongji University.
But no one was arrested.
State agents have been monitoring student movements in various universities, and it does not seem surprising that agents appear.
But Cheng Qianfan didn't see it that way. His intuition told him that there should be a certain connection between Lao Liao's sacrifice and this incident.
No arrests were made... No, this can only mean that no arrests were made openly!
So...is it a secret arrest?
Cheng Qianfan's heart skipped a beat. This possibility indeed existed.
He kept his guess and analysis in mind.
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