Chapter 491 Locked (please subscribe and vote monthly)
Of course, if the situation is really dangerous, Cheng Qianfan needs to evacuate urgently.
Lao Huang will send out the agreed warning signal in advance.
Cheng Qianfan will evacuate early when he sees the warning signal outside the patrol room.
This kind of direct coded warning is the last choice in extreme situations, such as when Lao Huang has no time to use an object to warn:
Walked Cheng Qianfan and ordered him to break out and escape immediately.
Even Lao Huang would stand up to fight with the enemy and cover Cheng Qianfan's retreat.
Among the three people in the "French Concession Party Group", "Huo Miao" is the most important. At the critical moment, "Yuchang" and "Feiyu" are both prepared and determined to sacrifice to rescue "Huo Miao".
This is not about whose life is more precious than whose life, but who’s survival is the most valuable.
…
The door to the medical room is half open.
There are coals burning in the brazier.
Two chairs, two people chatting around the brazier.
Lao Huang also set up fire tongs on the brazier and placed salted sweet potato slices on top.
All the patrol officers passed by the door of the medical room. When they saw this scene, they all lamented that Old Huang, a rotten drunkard, was so lucky that he had become friends with the popular "Inspector Xiao Cheng".
“The organization may send Comrade He Guan to work in the Qingdong guerrillas.”
Lao Huang stood up and bent down to turn the sweet potato slices over. This action covered the look of shock on his face.
Cheng Qianfan’s words contain huge information:
He Guan joined our party and is our comrade.
Qingdong established an anti-Japanese guerrilla force directly commanded by our party.
Why do you want to work in the guerrillas?
"It's really unexpected." Lao Huang lowered his head, stared at the sweet potato chips, swallowed, and said softly, "More than a year ago, He Guan was a reckless patrolman, and now he is our comrade."
"Yeah, it's been almost two years, so many changes have happened, and Shanghai is already an occupied area." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, pointing at the sweet potato slices, "Bake it again, if it's half-cooked, beware of diarrhea. "
“Do you need me to raid the formation for you for tomorrow’s operation?” Lao Huang asked.
"No need." Cheng Qianfan leaned forward slightly and put his hands up to warm the fire. "Unless there are special circumstances, I think it is really necessary. Otherwise, you'd better not get involved."
Lao Huang nodded and remained silent.
He just mentioned it. Cheng Qianfan said it was not necessary, so there was no need. Within the party group, Cheng Qianfan was the group leader, and his words represented the organizational decision of the group to a certain extent.
…
“Qi Datou is dead.” Lao Huang suddenly said.
Cheng Qianfan was slightly surprised. Qi Datou was a small leader of the Qinggang.
The world is so chaotic, and a high-risk profession like a gang leader's life is bound to suffer casualties. However, he knows that Lao Huang will not mention this person for no reason.
“How did you die?” he asked.
"It is said that he fell down the stairs after being drunk, hit his head and died." Lao Huang picked up a sweet potato slice, not caring about burning his mouth, and smacked the sweet potato slice back and forth between his hands. Take a bite now and again.
“You went to the scene?” Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
"I didn't come up to him, but I took a look." Lao Huang said, "It doesn't look like a head injury, but more like being hit by a hard object."
Took another bite of dried sweet potato and said, "It looks like this."
Cheng Qianfan looked over and almost couldn't help laughing. Lao Huang bit the dried sweet potato into the shape of a pistol, which meant it was like a wound caused by being hit on the head with the handle of a gun.
“Qi Datou is dead. How many people are watching Yang Qianli,” Cheng Qianfan said.
Yang Qianli is a rice shop owner. After the Japanese occupied Shanghai, the price of rice soared. He took the opportunity to make a fortune from the national crisis. The rice in Yang's rice shop was the worst mixed with sand, even reaching the level of 60% of rice and 40% of sand. People were outraged. Not small.
If you want to engage in a business like rice, flour, grains and oil in Shanghai, you naturally need someone behind you, and Yang Qianli’s backer is Qi Datou.
Qi Datou is dead. If Yang Qianli cannot find a new backer as soon as possible, his rice store will not be saved.
Then he saw Lao Huang looking at him with a strange expression.
“Lu Jiufan went out in a hurry today and arrested someone and came back.” Lao Huang said.
Cheng Qianfan opened his mouth. It was really not his order.
His subordinates are actively making money, what can he do?
…
The arresting hall was in a mess.
When Cheng Qianfan came in, Lu Jiufan was questioning a middle-aged man.
Seeing the inspector coming in, everyone quickly stood at attention and saluted.
“What have you committed?” Cheng Qianfan glanced at him and asked.
"This guy pretended to be a blind fortune teller, entered a house, threatened and controlled the hostess, and wanted to steal something, but was blocked in the house by a man who was returning home." Lu Jiufan said.
Hearing the word "blind fortune teller", Cheng Qianfan immediately knew what was going on.
He glanced at the 'suspect' with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and smiled jokingly, "Stealing things? Or - stealing people?"
Hearing Cheng Qianfan's words, the young man looked a little dodgey.
Other policemen put down their pai gow, tea jars, playing cards, and newspapers, expressed their interest in this topic in a very "timely" manner, and gathered around.
"I don't have one. As the saying goes, thieves also have their ways." The young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said with a frown on his neck, "I just want something convenient."
Who is the policeman? When he heard this, the boy would rather admit to stealing things than to admit that he stole people.
Obviously, this was said to be true. This guy really had a tryst with the hostess and was blocked in the room by the male host, so he lied and claimed that he was going to steal something.
…
“I never thought that this sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked person could actually have such abilities?”
“You can’t judge a person by his appearance, tsk tsk.”
“Maybe this guy has something special.” Someone said, and even actually came up and took out a handful.
The young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks blushed and stammered, "I didn't, it's not me."
Then there are words like it's not a sin to be a big bird, and there's nothing he can do about it because the father and mother raised the fetus.
The police officers were laughing and joking, and the arresting hall was filled with a happy atmosphere.
…
“Which one?” Cheng Qianfan frowned and asked.
“Yang Qianli’s house on Father Jin Road.” Lu Jiufan said.
It is even more correct when everyone looks at each other.
Yang Qianli is the owner of a rice store. Although he is not a powerful person, he is not someone who can be provoked by such a little brat.
If he was caught stealing, Yang Qianli would be so ashamed and angry that he would look around. It would not be surprising for such a weakling to die in the patrol room.
“Come here.” Cheng Qianfan nodded towards Lu Jiufan.
Lu Jiu walked into the office and lit a cigarette for Inspector Xiao Cheng diligently, "Inspector, you have a sharp eye and you can see through that kid at a glance."
“Take two confessions for that kid.” Cheng Qianfan leaned back in his chair comfortably, with one foot on the table. “Show it to Boss Yang and let him choose whether to steal something or steal someone.”
"Understood." Lu Jiufan chuckled and gave a thumbs up, "Inspector, you are the one!"
"The world is getting worse." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "Boss Yang is a public figure. He wants to save face, so we have to take care of his emotions."
“Inspector Commander, you are really kind-hearted. Yang Qianli has accumulated virtues from his ancestors. I met a kind-hearted person like you, Inspector.”
“Go, tell the brothers, and be tight-lipped.”
"yes!"
Just when Lu Jiufan was about to go out, he heard the inspector say quietly from behind, "It won't be the same next time."
Lu Jiufan's expression changed, sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said respectfully, "Yes, yes, I know my mistake and will never dare to do it again."
"Good-for-nothing." Cheng Qianfan looked at the frightened Lu Jiufan and snorted coldly, "How many times have I told you, we want to make a lot of money, all the money."
“Yes! I know my mistake!”
“Get out!” Cheng Qianfan waved his hand.
…
After a while, Da Toulu came back from patrolling the streets.
“Where did Lu Jiufan find this person? He has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.”
Da Toulu then chuckled, "Nothing can be hidden from your discernment, Inspector."
Cheng Qianfan threw a cigarette to Datou Lu, "You look like that, no one would believe you if you say you steal."
Da Toulu then winked and said, "That boy is a bit ugly, but he has some merits."
Cheng Qianfan choked with laughter, pointed at Da Toulu and cursed with a smile, "What a stupid thing."
Da Toulu grinned.
“Did something happen to Qi Datou?” Cheng Qianfan asked.
"Inspector, how did you know? I was just about to report this." Da Toulu showed a surprised expression.
"Without my words of support and giving Lu Jiufan some courage, he wouldn't have dared to touch Yang Qianli." Cheng Qianfan sneered, "Isn't it obvious that Lu Jiufan dared to attack Yang Qianli?"
Datou Lu sighed in his heart. He knew that what Lu Jiufan did this time would make the inspector unhappy.
Yes, the inspector was greedy for money, but what the inspector valued most was the power in his hands. Lu Jiufan had been staring at Yang Qianli for a long time. When he learned that something had happened to Qi Datou, he was so impatient that he left without even saying hello. To take action would be against the inspector's taboo.
"Lu Jiufan is also impatient. He just wants to get something good to honor you, the inspector." Da Toulu said.
“Bullshit, this kid is so greedy for money that he can’t hold it back.” Cheng Qianfan cursed.
Hearing this, Da Toulu breathed a sigh of relief, and it was right to curse. Cursing meant that the matter had been revealed.
“Qi Datou is dead.” Datou Lu said.
“How did you die?” Cheng Qianfan asked.
“He said he fell down the stairs while drunk and died.” Da Toulu said.
Cheng Qianfan didn't see anything strange in Datou Lu's answer. He nodded, "This Qi Datou is unlucky."
“No, this guy is quite unlucky.”
“Be careful, don’t force anyone to die.” Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and said.
"I understand, nothing will happen." Datou Lu said, "That woman is not a kind person either. Brothers have checked and found out that this woman has been raising a few pretty boys behind Yang Qianli's back."
…
After Da Toulu went out, Cheng Qianfan's face darkened.
Shanghai Beach is a mixed bag of people, all kinds of people, and all sorts of messy things.
For example, let’s take the blind man who walks around the streets telling people’s fortunes.
Some of them are blind fortune tellers who are good at reading people's hearts and using sweet words to defraud ignorant housewives not only of their money, but even their bodies.
The patrol office receives many similar cases every year in which housewives were defrauded of money and sex.
Some evil policemen came up with the idea and arranged for some "suitable" bad men to pretend to be blind fortune tellers to seduce the empty housewives, and then use this to blackmail the male master.
The so-called "suitable" means either being handsome or burly-looking. Of course, there are also a few people who are what Da Toulu calls "good".
Lu Jiufan is one of the very skilled patrol officers here.
"A bunch of scum." Cheng Qianfan smiled bitterly. In the eyes of outsiders, he was probably the scum among scum.
This kind of thing belongs to the daily operations of the patrol. He has no way to control it, nor can he control it, let alone take care of it.
He could only restrain Lu Jiufan secretly and could not attack ordinary women from good families.
"Yang Qianli..." Cheng Qianfan flicked the ashes from his cigarette and snorted.
He suddenly realized that he might have overlooked something.
How could Lu Jiufan know so quickly that something happened to Qi Datou, Yang Qianli's backstage person? Then he could immediately arrange for someone to lure the Yang daughter into the trap.
…
“Little monkey.” Cheng Qianfan opened the door and shouted.
“Inspector, are you looking for me?” Hou Pingliang stood up quickly.
“Come in and talk.” Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
Close the door.
"Go and find out what happened to Qi Datou's death?" Cheng Qianfan said.
“Qi Datou?” Hou Pingliang was stunned for a moment.
“Go check it out.” Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly and tapped his fingers on the table, “Don’t make any noise.”
“Understood.” Hou Pingliang nodded.
Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette and fell into thinking. Hou Pingliang obviously did not know that Qi Datou was dead. This boy was extremely loyal to him, but he was not smart enough to realize what it meant for Lu Jiufan to dare to touch Yang Qianli.
However, this also shows that the news of Qi Datou's death did not spread so quickly.
There is a problem here.
…
At dusk, Li Hao returned to the patrol room.
“Where is the inspector?” He skillfully diffused the smoke for his colleagues and asked casually.
"in office."
“Haozi, come here.” Cheng Qianfan shouted from the office.
"yes!"
Li Hao walked in and closed the door behind his back, blocking out the messy sounds outside.
“Brother Fan, we’ve found out.”
“Drink some water and speak slowly.” Cheng Qianfan handed Li Hao a glass of water, raised the blinds, and a ray of sunset fell in.
“Zou Fengqi is really playing dog racing. He made a big bet on the last dog race.”
“How much to bet?”
“One thousand French coins.”
One thousand French coins?
Cheng Qianfan pondered, this amount of money is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, and they may never see so much money in their lifetime, but for Zou Fengqi, it is just for fun.
“Winning or losing?” Cheng Qianfan asked.
“We lost.” Li Hao said, “Zou Fengqi bought the same Luck in the last game.”
Hearing this, Cheng Qianfan's eyes lit up. Combined with the news he got from Acan, the bad gambler said that Wang Kangnian recommended to Zou Fengqi to continue buying Lark in the next game. There are two possibilities:
The first one was made up casually by A Can. It was true that Wang Kangnian and Zou Fengqi got involved. However, the lousy gambler had no way of knowing exactly what the two people talked about.
Another possibility is that Acan did hear Wang Kangnian recommend Lark to Zou Fengqi, which is interesting.
Either Wang Kangnian is good at looking at dogs, and he can indeed see that Luck is in good condition and has a good chance of winning.
Either Wang Kangnian saw that the old man Zou Fengqi had a soft spot for the dog Luck, and he said so.
This is the case with some old dog gamblers, who only buy the same dog.
What makes Cheng Qianfan happy is that this mentality seems to indicate that Zou Fengqi is more likely to go to the scene to watch the running dogs.
The greatest joy for this old dog gambler is to watch the dog he insists on win. Even for Zou Fengqi, winning money is no longer the most important thing. What he likes more is the good mood of winning. transport.
“Did Zou Fengqi go to the dog racing track to watch a dog race last time?” Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
Some people play dog racing just for gambling and only place bets without watching the dog racing. Of course, such people are in the minority. More dog bettors will choose to go to watch the dog racing live. What they like is the atmosphere.
"He went." Li Hao nodded, "This man seems to be really obsessed with running dogs. People who saw him said that Zou Fengqi shouted very loudly when watching the game. At first glance, he was an old dog gambler."
“Okay! Very good!” Cheng Qianfan’s eyes flashed with excitement.
Analysis from top to bottom, given Zou Fengqi’s addiction to dog racing, he will definitely not be absent from tomorrow’s dog race.
(End of this chapter)