Chapter 52 On the Train (please vote for favorites)
Yu Ping'an grabbed the telegram and took a closer look.
Bang!
Slapping his right palm **** the table, Yu Ping'an looked sad and angry, "The British bully others too much!"
Dai Chunfeng is the director of the Lixingshe Secret Service and the leader of one of the two major secret service agencies of the Nationalist Government.
This move by the Hong Kong Police Force is not only a slap in the face of Dai Chunfeng and the Secret Service, but also a slap in the face of the national government.
"Telegram the committee immediately." Yu Ping'an held the telegram in his left hand. Because he was so excited, he almost threw the telegram out and said in a deep voice, "Record it."
A young adjutant immediately picked up the official paper and took notes.
“Commissioner Junjian:
Shocked to hear that Mr. Dai was detained by the Hong Kong police in Hong Kong.
The situation is serious and we should be treated as criminals.
We are all indignant and excited.
Special urgent invitation to send officers to negotiate and promote it.
The British are sincere and hateful. This can mean that the British are not friendly and sincere towards me.
I am eager to ask for instructions.
Subordinate, I am safe. "
The adjutant stopped writing and looked at Yu Ping'an.
Yu Ping'an waved his hand and said, "Immediately send it to the Nanjing Attendant's Office for personal review."
Two Secret Service agents followed the wire room adjutant as he sent the telegram.
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The rest of the people exchanged glances and heaved a long sigh of relief.
Director Dai Chunfeng was detained by the Hong Kong authorities. This matter may be major or minor.
The British will definitely not dare to really harm Dai Chunfeng, and they will definitely release him soon.
However, after suddenly hearing about this incident, everyone could not help but speculate whether something would happen to the Secret Service while Dai Chunfeng was being detained.
Yu Ping'an made no excuses to shirk or delay, nor did he first contact Zheng Jiemin, Tang Song and others from the Nanjing Secret Service.
He directly ordered a telegram to Chairman Chang Kaishen, which directly avoided the hidden dangers and chaos that might arise within the Secret Service.
“Where is Wang Yajiu?”
“After investigation, he has left Hong Kong and his whereabouts are unknown.”
“I fell into this man’s trick.” Yu Ping’an shook his head.
Dai Chunfeng personally took people to Hong Kong to hunt down Wang Yajiu.
In the late autumn of last year, the sixth plenary session of the Fourth Central Executive Committee of the Kuomintang opened in the Auditorium of the Central Party Headquarters on Hunan Road, Nanjing.
After the Central Committee meeting, all members of the Central Committee took a group photo together in front of the conference hall.
Unexpectedly, the group photo had just ended, and just as everyone was about to leave, a man suddenly rushed out from the group of reporters, pulled out his pistol and fired three shots at Wang Chuanhai in the front row.
Hunted by gunshot…
What is extremely surprising is that Wang Quanhai did not die.
The committee summoned Dai Chunfeng urgently, became furious and reprimanded him, giving him 3 days to find out the matter!
It was soon discovered that the mastermind behind the Wang assassination case was the "Assassination King" Wang Yajiu.
Almost half a year later, Wang Yajiu is still on the run.
Just a few days ago, Wang Chuanhai and the committee member Zai Zhong often had a quarrel, and Wang Chuanhai walked away angrily.
Chen Bijun knocked on the door like a shrew and yelled at the door of the official residence, saying that Chang Kaishen had sinister intentions for harboring the murderer.
The angry committee member scolded her as "Mother Xipi".
Dai Chunfeng was immediately called over and scolded.
Dai Chunfeng, who was ashamed and angry, immediately led twenty spies directly from Nanjing to Fuzhou, where they boarded a ship bound for Kowloon.
Before he even got off the ship in Kowloon, he was arrested by the Hong Kong Police Force.
Information received showed that when Dai Chunfeng was arrested, Wang Yajiu was drinking tea with Hong Kong Governor Ge Hongliang.
Obviously, this is a trap. Wang Yajiu knows that Dai Chunfeng is going to Hong Kong to catch him.
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Cheng Qianfan’s task is to protect French businessman Campbell.
However, after boarding the train, Campbell stayed with his bodyguards. Cheng Qianfan had a bunk by himself, and the two sides had bunks back to back.
Being very close to each other, you will almost never encounter them unless you walk past them intentionally.
Cheng Qianfan knew clearly that Campbell was not so much being protected as being under house arrest by these bodyguards.
Song Fuguo told him about the plan. This French businessman seemed to be prosperous, but in fact he had gone bankrupt long ago and owed a lot of debt, but outsiders didn't know it.
The Secret Service asked him to help with acting and was willing to give him a sum of money and a boat ticket directly back to France after returning to Shanghai in one month. Campbell readily agreed.
“Sir, what would you like to eat?” A waiter came over and asked with a table sign.
Cheng Qianfan took over the Taiwan sign and saw that the food variety was very complete.
There are not only whiskey, brandy, beer, soda, lemon juice and other drinks.
They are all imported from Western food.
There are foreign characters on the knives and forks.
Cheng Qianfan looked at the price and couldn't help but be speechless.
Price ranges from one yuan and three cents to four or five yuan in French currency.
Just ordering any number of dishes starts at ten yuan in French currency.
You know, in a mid-range restaurant in the French Concession, you can get a braised whole elbow or a whole boiled chicken with broth for one yuan and sixty cents.
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"It's too expensive." Cheng Qianfan shook his head. Just when the waiter's face changed slightly and he was about to put away the counter and leave, he saw this extremely handsome tourist pointing at the counter, "A glass of whiskey, a nice steak, Chicken and abalone soup, that’s it.”
“Okay, please wait a moment.” The waiter smiled happily, bowed slightly, put away the table cards and left.
Cheng Qianfan smiled. He was usually more willing to spend money on food and drink.
Nowadays, when you are on a business trip, you should enjoy yourself. When it is time to spend money, it is natural to spend more money.
Qin Detai was also very generous. He directly pre-approved two hundred French currency in advance, and he would not refund the excess but make up for the shortfall.
Cheng Qianfan was preparing to smoke on the verandah.
The cigarette was taken out, but he did not light it.
Cheng Qianfan sniffed his nose imperceptibly.
He put away his cigarette.
Looking at the passengers around him.
Two stalls away from him, the meals ordered by two middle-aged men were delivered.
One of the men in a suit and small round glasses looked at the delicacies on the table, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Wonderful, I don't have to pay tribute to Mr. Yutang now."
Cheng Qianfan smiled, this person was quite interesting.
He has also heard of Mr. Yutang’s story.
Passengers in first class carriages are mostly rich.
Mr. Yutang is Lin Yutang. He once went to Hangzhou for a visit, got on the bus at Fanwangdu, and sat opposite "a rich man."
Lin Yutang later wrote a short article about this incident.
Ten minutes after driving, the rich man started ordering for food. “I don’t know why, but he ordered twice as many meals as us ordinary people.”
10:06, let’s have a glass of soju first, which seems to be Wujiapi.
Five minutes later, another plate of offal, followed by braised beef with cabbage.
Lin Yutang was probably hungry, but he actually counted "as many as twelve slices" of beef in the dish.
Ten minutes later, "five slices of toast and a plate of butter" came again.
Lin Yutang, who was "envious, envious and hateful", concluded in his essay that "this man will die of liver cancer when he is fifty."
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Seeing Cheng Qianfan smile knowingly, the gentleman with small round glasses arched his hand towards Cheng Qianfan.
“Sir, you should have a piece of Wujiapi soju to suit the occasion.” Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.
“Extremely yes, extremely yes.” Mr. Little Round Glasses nodded.
At this time, the other middle-aged man who had been silently sipping his drink raised his head and gave his companion a cold look.
Mr. Mr. Small Round Glasses sneered and stopped talking.
The waiter brought the meal ordered by Cheng Qianfan on a plate.
Cheng Qianfan took the dinner plate and handed the banknotes to the waiter, "No need to look for them."
The waiter bowed happily and left.
"Sir, if you don't mind, can we come together?" Cheng Qianfan walked over with a dinner plate.
Mr. Little Round Glasses hadn’t spoken yet, and his companion said coldly, “Please don’t disturb us.”
“Fukushima’s Seven Brews, I smell the smell of my hometown.” Cheng Qianfan bent down slightly and whispered in Japanese.
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