Chapter 1080 Vulgarity (please vote for me)
"The male master should be the first to be shot." The old man seemed not to hear the sarcasm in Su Chende's mouth, and replied seriously. He pointed at Lu Fei's body, "It looks like he fought with the intruder. They met each other and then suddenly started shooting at each other."
He then pointed to Zhao Rui's body on the ground, "The hostess was the last one to be shot. She was trying her best to get to the child."
As he said that, the old man shook his head, "Strange."
“What’s strange?” Su Chende asked.
“This child, the child must have been held hostage at the time, and the bullet was shot from the front.” The old man said. He looked at the body of the male owner on the ground again, with a look of thought in his eyes.
“When the male host and the hijacker were shooting at each other, he accidentally hit his own child.” Old Man said.
He clapped his hands and said, "That should be it."
He looked at Su Chende, "Mr. Su, what do you think?"
"Now I just want to know when the patrol room can solve the case and catch the violent elements who broke into the house and killed people." Su Chende snorted coldly, "Lu Fei is the leader of the action team of our special agent headquarters. Now that his family has been killed, the patrol room I need to give an explanation to my secret service headquarters."
“What explanation? I don’t need to give an explanation to anyone in the patrol room!”
A voice sounded behind the two of them.
“The head of the road.” The old hat saluted Lu Dazhang.
Lu Dazhang wiped the rain off his face and returned the greeting casually.
“Inspector Lu, what do you mean by this?” Su Chende said with a frown.
Lu Dazhang’s position was changed a few days ago. His current position is Chinese plainclothes patrol inspector of Jiafei District, French Concession.
“According to the provisions of Article 9, Article 15 of the French Concession Public Security Regulations, no one may enter the concession without a gun license or approval.” Lu Dazhang glanced at the short gun still held in Lu Fei’s hand.
Su Chende looked gloomy. He naturally knew about the gun ban in the French Concession. However, under the current situation, this rule was basically in name only. As long as he was not caught carrying guns on the spot by patrol, he would be fine.
But what’s damning is that Lu Fei did bring a self-defense gun and fired the gun. Even now, the corpse is still holding the handle of the gun.
"Inspector Lu." Su Chende snorted coldly, "If the French Concession had good security, my people would naturally not need to carry weapons. The fact is that even though he resisted, he still could not stop the gangsters from massacring his family."
"Let's not talk about this for now." Lu Dazhang pointed to the agents at the secret service headquarters, "Mr. Su, a large number of armed men entered the French Concession with live ammunition, and there was a firefight. Please tell me, should you give Mr. Lu a reasonable answer?" explain."
…
Hou Pingliang held a black umbrella and opened the car door.
From the car door to the entrance of the Cabaret restaurant, a dozen patrolmen with long rifles lined up in two rows. They were wearing raincoats and holding Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifles in their hands, full of murderous intent.
This rifle was the standard weapon of the French Army during the European War. This gun was discontinued in France in the 9th year of the Republic of China. However, the gun is still used on a large scale in the French Army.
It is said that due to the tense situation in Europe, the French military is considering changing the equipment of the French Defense Forces and phasing out the Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifle that has been in service for half a century.
The obsolete rifles were sold to various colonies by second-tier dealers in the French military. Cheng Qianfan and Peter obtained a batch of Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifles from the warehouse of the French National Defense Force, and then contacted the French Concession authorities in the name of a trading company. The purchase agreement was signed and the Lebel M1886 bolt-action rifle was replaced for the long gun patrol in the concession.
Cheng Qianfan bent down and got into the car.
“Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, stay, stay.” A tall, European-faced man chased him in the rain.
“Stop!” Hou Pingliang pulled out the gun from his waist, turned off the safety, and pointed the gun at the intruder.
Following his action, all the rifle patrol officers also pulled the bolts of their rifles and pointed their guns at this man.
“Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, it’s me, it’s me.” The man was frightened and shouted.
“Brother Fan, it’s Yuri.” Hou Pingliang said with a proud smile on his face, bending down by the car window.
Yuri is the lobby manager of the Cabaret restaurant.
He is a White Russian who fled to Shanghai. It is said that his ancestors were nobles in Tsarist Russia.
However, Brother Fan scoffed at this. Brother Fan said that Yuri means peasant in Russian. This guy’s ancestors may have been slaves of nobles for several generations.
“Let him come over.” Cheng Qianfan said calmly.
Hou Pingliang put away his gun and said, "Put it away!"
All the patrolmen also raised their muzzles.
Yuri was so frightened that he almost kneeled and crawled to the car window in the rain, "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, you are so noble that you can't close the door."
Li Wenbiao, chairman of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association's French Concession Committee, and his men were killed in a cabaret restaurant.
‘Mr. Xiao Cheng’ personally brought his men to the restaurant to investigate the case.
After careful investigation and combined with the testimony of witnesses, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" judged that this was a "horrific" assassination case involving suspects inside the Cabaret restaurant who colluded with Chongqing authorities and colluded inside and outside against Li Wenbiao, a citizen of the French Concession, and others.
In view of this, Mr. Xiao Cheng decisively ordered the temporary closure of the Cabaret restaurant in accordance with the regulations on investigation of violence cases in the French Concession.
“Don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious.” Cheng Qianfan said calmly.
"How can you...not be in a hurry, not in a hurry." Yuri forced a smile on his face.
Hou Pingliang held an umbrella. The function and purpose of the umbrella was to prevent rainwater from falling into the car through the window. In this case, the rainwater dripped along the umbrella and onto Yuri's back, but he did not dare to move.
"That's right, don't be anxious." Cheng Qianfan said, "I didn't mean to embarrass you, look -"
click.
Cheng Qianfan flipped the lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a puff.
…
“The person died in your restaurant.”
"Yes."
“The perpetrator must have ambushed the restaurant in advance.”
"yes."
"As soon as Li Wenbiao arrived at the restaurant, the assassination started." Under the umbrella, the car was dark, only the cigarette in Cheng Qianfan's hand changed light and dark with his every breath. He stuck the cigarette out of the car window and flicked the ashes. "Such a precise operation would be almost impossible without the involvement of restaurant insiders."
The soot fell on Yuri's hair, which immediately got wet.
"Mr. Cheng, it's absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible." Yuri cried out in frustration, "My employees all abide by the law."
He hurriedly explained, "The murderer came to the restaurant pretending to be a guest, and it has nothing to do with us."
"You mean, I was wrong?" Cheng Qianfan snorted, and pressed the cigarette **** directly on Yuri's hair.
Fortunately, my hair was already wet from the rain, and the cigarette **** was quickly extinguished.
"Absolutely not, impossible, absolutely impossible." Yuri quickly denied, "Mr. Cheng, your judgment of the case is the same as that of the great Mr. Bao. It cannot be wrong."
“Really?” Cheng Qianfan smiled faintly.
"It's my fault. I had evidence that could prove the restaurant's innocence, but I didn't provide it to you in time, Mr. Cheng. It's my fault, it's my fault," Yuri said hurriedly.
“Without enough evidence, it may be difficult to clear away the suspicion that your restaurant is colluding with criminals.” Cheng Qianfan said quietly.
“The evidence is absolutely strong!” Yuri said. He took out a box from his body, raised his hands above his head, and handed it over through the car window.
Cheng Qianfan took it without looking at it and threw it beside the seat.
"Mr. Cheng, please believe me, the evidence I provided is absolutely powerful." Yuri said quickly.
“Don’t worry.” Cheng Qianfan’s face softened, and he even smiled, “I believe that with your character, you will not have anything to do with bad people.”
With that said, 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' rubbed the metal texture of the small box, felt the exquisite outline texture on the box surface, and nodded, "As long as the evidence is strong enough, our patrol office will not embarrass legitimate merchants."
"Thank you, thank you so much. We are blessed to have an officer like you, Mr. Cheng, in the French Concession." Yuri thanked him profusely.
As long as Xiao Cheng is always willing to accept everyone's sincerity, nothing will be a problem.
…
No. 22, Xue Huali Road.
Office of the Deputy Inspector General.
Cheng Qianfan stood by the window sill, looking out the window.
It rained heavily for a day, and the rain finally slowed down a little.
He lowered his head and glanced at the golden box in his hand.
This is the evidence Yuri gave him before that is enough to prove the innocence of the Cabaret Restaurant.
The small box is made of pure gold.
It is also finely made and has beautiful patterns on it:
The double-headed eagle pattern of Tsarist Russia.
Cheng Qianfan speculated that this small gold box should have been a pure gold jewelry box collected by a certain Tsarist Russian noblewoman.
A piece of folded white paper lay quietly inside the box.
The key evidence provided by Yuri was faithfully written on the white paper:
Fifty large yellow croakers.
Another thousand pounds in cash, yours sincerely.
Cheng Qianfan picked up the note and looked at the scrawled handwriting on it. It was obviously written in a hurry.
He shook his head, the words were really ugly.
He snorted again, put the note back, closed the gold jewelry box, and snorted, "Vulgar!"
…
“So, No. 76 has now focused its investigation on Mi Gen?” Old Huang threw a peanut into his mouth, “Did Hua Bingren deliberately expose Mi Gen?”
“It’s possible.” Cheng Qianfan took a sip of rice wine.
Just half an hour ago, Jin Kemu, Cheng Qianfan and Pete from the Political Department held a high-level meeting of the Central District Patrol Room.
· It was emphasized at the meeting that the security of the French Concession must not tolerate any provocation. All patrol officers from the Central Police Station are on duty, and inspections and patrols on the streets have been intensified. No more vicious shooting incidents will be allowed to occur in the past few days.
In addition, plainclothes detective Zhao Shuli's plainclothes patrols also went to the streets and alleys to check for traces of military reunification elements, and they must arrest and bring to justice this group of gangsters who dared to kill people in "broad daylight" in the French Concession.
After the meeting, Cheng Qianfan and Jin Kemu asked for instructions, communicated, and arranged the work. He came to see Lao Huang for a drink and a chat.
“So, Hua Bingren is delaying time and deliberately misleading the enemy.” Lao Huang said.
"That's what I thought at first." Cheng Qianfan pinched a piece of pig head meat and ate it deliciously. He shook his head and continued, "However, I just thought about it and realized that there is something wrong with it."
"There is something wrong." Old Huang nodded, "Even if Hua Bingren is deliberately misleading the enemy and drawing the enemy's attention to Mi Gen, there is a little loophole in it."
"The loophole is that it means that Hua Bingren admitted that he was related to the military commander, but he just evaded the responsibility and put it on Mi Gen." Cheng Qianfan said.
He clinked glasses with Lao Huang.
This is why he likes to chat and analyze problems with Lao Huang.
When smart people discuss matters with smart people, they can often produce the effect of one plus one being greater than two!
The two of them have such a tacit understanding and are in perfect harmony!
This feels wonderful.
“Do you think this is likely?” Lao Huang asked.
Cheng Qianfan did not answer immediately. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head, "Hua Zi is very smart. He is the intelligence agent I carefully selected secretly. He will understand that for people like us, as long as he admits that he is a military commander, , which in itself is tantamount to exposure.”
He took another sip of wine and said, "No. 76 is not that easy to coax. They will only torture Hua Zi even harder."
Lao Huang nodded. Yes, since Hua Bingren has admitted that he is the military commander, it is impossible for them to wait until No. 76 is convinced that he has revealed all the secrets in his mouth, or before Hua Bingren chooses to rebel. The interrogation was stopped.
"According to what you said, the smart Hua Bingren, if he can withstand the torture of the enemy, he should know that the only way is to cry out for injustice and keep biting it and refusing to admit it." Old Huang said, and as he spoke, he suddenly stopped Mouth, lost in thought.
Cheng Qianfan also frowned and fell into thinking.
Then, he looked at Lao Huang.
Lao Huang was also looking at him.
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had figured out the root of the problem at the same time.
“You say it first.” Lao Huang said.
"We have all fallen into a misunderstanding." Cheng Qianfan said, "That is, the investigation of Mi Gen on the 76th may not be because of Hua Zi's confession to Mi Gen, or it is not based on Hua Zi's 'original intention' .”
"Yes." Lao Huang nodded with a smile, and pointed at Cheng Qianfan, "When I learned that something might happen to Mi Gen, you have already taken action on Mi Gen's gambling layout. To be honest, you, 'Mr. Little Cheng,' Have you already coveted Meagan’s money and property?”
"Yeah, I've been itching for a long time." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "The morals of the guys on No. 76 are not much better than mine."
After further analysis, the two of them felt more and more that this possibility existed.
Migan is rich and fat.
No. 76 wants to use Hua Bingren, a close associate of Mi Gen, to pin the case on Mi Gen. Even if he can't swallow Mi Gen whole, he still wants to bite off a piece of Mi Gen's body.
“My only doubt now is that Mi Gen is Zhang Xiaolin’s brother-in-law.” Lao Huang said, “I’m not afraid of number seventy-six…”
"He's a cheap brother-in-law." Cheng Qianfan sneered, "The most important thing is, according to my estimation, No. 76 won't kill him, he just took a bite of fat meat, and Zhang Xiaolin can't really get along with Ji Si Fei because of this. The road has turned upside down.”
Mi Gen’s sister is just one of Zhang Xiaolin’s concubines. Zhang Xiaolin has many women, so she won’t really fall out with No. 76 just because of such a cheap brother-in-law. Of course, there is a prerequisite for this:
Nothing really happened to Meagan.
Otherwise, if his brother-in-law is killed and he remains indifferent, this will be a huge blow to Zhang Xiaolin's prestige, which Zhang Xiaolin, who has a very good reputation, cannot accept.
Suddenly, Cheng Qianfan's expression turned serious, "Also, Mi Gen has Hua Bingren as a witness to identify him!"
He knew that Hua Zi was so smart that he must have known that he would bite Mi Gen according to No. 76's instructions. No matter what the outcome was, he would only die.
Hua Zi followed the arrangement of No. 76 and chose a dead end for himself, a dead end that would not expose his identity!
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