Chapter 651 Mr. Xiao Cheng has become a hero
It was midnight, but No. 22 Xue Huali Road was brightly lit.
The gunshots on Kaisen Road shook this violent law enforcement agency in the central area of the French Concession.
Chaun Zhao stood at the window, smoking a cigarette in silence, staring at the yard downstairs.
A black car stopped at the door.
The car did not enter the yard. A man got out of the car and strode into the compound amidst the salute of the guard at the checkpoint. The car then turned around and drove away.
A smile appeared on Governor Zhao's face. The gunfight on Kaisen Road had a bad impact, and Kaisen Road was under the jurisdiction of the Third Patrol of the Central Patrol Room. Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng also served as the Third Patrol Inspector. If there was to be accountability, Mr. Cheng would be the first to bear the brunt.
Cheng Qianfan's Jiujiu Trading is one of the largest black market merchants in the French Concession. In order to seize the market, Cheng Qianfan's men used coercion, inducement, and bullying to dominate the market. They committed all kinds of evil and caused great indignation among the people.
The most important thing is that Cheng Qianfan hates the color red extremely and has always been close to the Japanese.
The existence of this person represents a huge danger to all anti-Japanese forces lurking in the French Concession.
If the shootout on Kaisen Road can affect Cheng Qianfan, it would be best if he is punished by the French Concession authorities and his power is restricted, which would be a surprise.
However, thinking of what he had learned about Xi Neng and Jin Kemu's attitude towards this matter, Shuli Zhao couldn't help but shake his head.
Cheng Qianfan, this guy, is already a mature man!
also-
Shu Li Zhao frowned. He had been thinking about the gun battle on Kaisen Road.
One of the parties is most likely Japanese.
The other party calls itself the ‘Shanghai Iron-Blooded Anti-Japanese Anti-Japanese Anti-Japanese Rebellion Group’.
Is this a secret return to Shanghai?
Judging from the way things are done, it does seem to be the handiwork of a person who knows how to do it.
only…
Shu Li Zhao shook his head slightly, but there were some subtleties in the details.
Huai Kezhi’s iron-blooded gang of traitors did things boldly and neatly, and many of their men dared to die.
But it can't be so detailed.
Later, Cardinal Zhao led people to survey the scene. The impression given to him by the two gunmen who ambushed the Japanese was that they were precise in their marksmanship, careful in their work, had a great understanding of each other, were crisp and clear-cut, and had a clear division of labor between offense and defense. They were far from ordinary fighting and killing. generation.
…
“After Hou Pingliang comes back from the hospital, ask him to come see me.” Cheng Qianfan said to a policeman.
"yes!"
After walking around the third patrol hall, saying some words of encouragement to the men who stayed behind, and also sternly ordering his men to step up their investigation of the case, Mr. Cheng walked upstairs to the office of the deputy chief inspector.
“Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng.”
“Is something wrong?” Cheng Qianfan looked at Su Zhe with a gloomy expression.
"The gunfight on Kaisen Road, there was loud gunfire, and even grenades were used. It was really lively." Su Zhe said in a strange tone, "I heard that Mr. Ferguson was very angry and smashed the microphone. Deputy Inspector Cheng wanted to Be careful."
“Get out!” Cheng Qianfan pushed Su Zhe away.
"What does Deputy Inspector Cheng mean? As a colleague, I am also concerned..."
"Shut up! My man is injured, and I'm in a bad mood right now!" Cheng Qianfan's eyes were cold, "Get out!"
Looking at Cheng Qianfan's cold eyes, Su Zhe felt no reason to be afraid, so he hurriedly moved away from the stairs and went downstairs.
Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, and his riding boots made a thumping sound on the wooden stairs.
Looking at Cheng Qianfan walking up the stairs and leaving, the pale Su Zhe dared to mutter, "The dog bit Lu Dongbin."
Cheng Qianfan entered the office, closed the door, and showed a smile on his face. Su Zhe came specially to deliver the news to him:
The impact of the Kaisen Road shooting case has been so bad that it has alerted the police chief of the French Concession, Ferguson. If the case cannot be clarified as soon as possible or if an explanation is given, it will be detrimental to him.
Cheng Qianfan shook his head gently.
Su Zhe’s worries were well-intentioned.
He believed that there were people secretly rejoicing with malicious intent at this moment, hoping that the shooting on Kaisen Road would be the Waterloo for his little boss.
Cheng Qianfan’s lips raised a sneer.
I'm afraid these people are destined to be disappointed. These people underestimated his "Mr. Xiao Cheng"'s connections and methods in the French Concession.
The gunfire on Kaisen Road was indeed very lively, but it did not really affect him.
When Xi Neng of the Political Department accepted what he and Jin Kemu said on the spot, the matter might have a certain impact, but everything was within the control of Cheng Qianfan.
Bang Bang Bang!
There was a knock on the office door.
“Come in!” Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
“Brother Fan.” Hou Pingliang came in and said.
“How are the injuries of the brothers?” Cheng Qianfan threw a cigarette to Hou Pingliang and asked.
“Mi Laisan’s injuries are serious, but Brother Fan can rest assured that his life is not in danger.” Hou Pingliang said, “Several other brothers, including Deputy Inspector Lu, are slightly injured and will recover after a period of rest.”
“The firefight at the scene was fierce, comparable to a small battle.” Cheng Qianfan’s expression was solemn.
“No brother gets a pension, what a blessing among misfortunes.” He sighed and nodded, showing a scared expression.
Hou Pingliang also nodded. He was not the first patrolman to arrive at the scene, but came as reinforcements later. Seeing the tragic scene of corpses scattered at the scene, even the policemen who were used to seeing dead people changed their expressions.
“Little monkey.” Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and said.
“Hey, Brother Fan.” Hou Pingliang saw Brother Fan taking out a cigarette. He quickly took out the match box, lit a match and lit the cigarette.
"Tali's subordinates have a little brat named Chen Hu, as you know." Cheng Qianfan took a puff of cigarette and said.
"I know." Hou Pingliang said with a fierce expression, "Ning Zhixian provokes you, Brother Fan? I'll find someone to take care of him."
"There is still a Yakuza in Shanghai who can survive for two days if he offends me?" Mr. Cheng exhaled two puffs of smoke from his nose, "If you have anything to do, ask him to do it."
"Brother Fan has taken a fancy to that kid?" Hou Pingliang said, "Well, I've heard about that kid. He's so cruel that he'll even risk his life."
As he spoke, he chuckled and said, "Being favored by Brother Fan is because his ancestors have accumulated good deeds in eight lifetimes."
“Ask Chen Hu to meet me at Chunfeng Deyi Building.” Cheng Qianfan said.
“Okay, Brother Fan.”
…
Early morning.
Cheng Qianfan, who was taking a nap in the office, was awakened by the rapid ringing of the phone.
“Who?”
"Qianfan, it's me." Bai Ruolan's anxious voice came, "Don't say a word if you don't go home."
“A big case happened, and I was so busy that I forgot to tell my family, blame me, blame me.” Cheng Qianfan said with a bitter smile.
"There's nothing unlucky about it. It's all the superstition of the villagers in the mountains." Cheng Qianfan laughed, "I'll go back and take care of this cat that wants to be beaten."
Bai Ruolan gave a few more instructions, telling him to have breakfast on time and pay more attention to rest, and then hung up the phone.
Cheng Qianfan put down the microphone with a gentle smile on his face.
Ruolan called and said so much, the most important thing is to tell him:
The cat peed and soiled his clothes!
Ruolan must have washed the clothes last night. It is quite strange to wash clothes in the middle of the night. You need to find a suitable reason.
It's hard for an ordinary woman like her to find such a very reasonable reason.
The smile on Cheng Qianfan's face faded and he sighed softly.
…
Cheng Qianfan has been busy throughout the morning.
Such a major case occurred on Kaisen Road, and the entire French Concession was shaken.
As the concurrent leader of the third patrol in charge of Kaisen Road, Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng Qianfan naturally has a lot of pressure on his shoulders.
After half a morning of busy work, although the culprit has not been caught yet, everyone has reached a consensus:
The Central Patrol Office of the French Concession went up and down three times. During the shootout on Kaisen Road, they worked tirelessly and without fear of sacrifice. They used their flesh and blood to build a safety shield for the citizens of Kaisen Road.
In such a fierce gun battle, not a single citizen was harmed. The three patrols of the Central Patrol Room have done a great job, and they are worthy of the plaque that the citizens presented to the Central District Patrol Room to "protect the environment and the people!"
This conclusion has been recognized by the Chief of Police of the French Concession, Mr. Ferguson.
It is said that Mr. Ferguson was very satisfied with the heroic performance of the third patrol, and was so moved that he publicly announced that he would use 500 francs from his salary to reward and comfort the injured heroic patrols.
…
Chen Xiangjun, this shameful traitor, has defected to the Japanese and is about to be taken to Shanghai from Hangzhou by the Japanese!
This information obtained from Araki Harima's mouth has been screaming deep in Cheng Qianfan's heart.
He was very eager to tell Lao Huang and Lu Dazhang the news immediately.
Then naturally, how to make a plan to get rid of Chen Xiangjun without affecting Araki Harima's lock on "Chenzhou"!
However, Cheng Qianfan forcibly resisted this urgency and desire.
Throughout the morning, although he was able to find time after being busy, he did not go to see Lao Huang.
The two people only made eye contact to confirm that both parties were not injured in yesterday's gun battle, and then there was no further communication.
Cheng Qianfan is very cautious.
Although he judged that Araki Harima probably had a little doubt yesterday because of the sudden and coincidental incident of the wind chime, and he was soon alerted to this doubt, and quickly resolved it quickly. It was expected that Araki Harima would not have any doubts about him anymore.
However, as cautious as he was, he still chose to remain motionless.
Not only should he remain unchanged in response to all changes, but if something really happened, Araki Harima would already suspect him, and he would stop this threat on himself to avoid involving Lao Huang—
Chen Zhou hated Chen Xiangjun, the traitor, and so did Yuchang and Feiyu.
If he rashly informed Lao Huang about this at this time, Cheng Qianfan was not sure whether Lao Huang, an old member of the red team, could still be prudent.
He could deeply feel Lao Huang's profound revolutionary comrades-in-arms affection for Comrade "Zhulin", and he could also feel his deep hatred for Chen Xiangjun!
Once there is any abnormality, it may be a fatal negligence at this time.
…
Chunfengdeyilou.
Cheng Qianfan was wearing a crisp uniform of a senior police officer in the police station and was drinking tea.
The table in front of him was filled with peanuts, melon seeds, cakes and other snacks.
In addition to these, there is also a set of Western food on display:
Red wine, knives and forks, steak.
At this moment, Chen Hu came to the downstairs door of Chunfeng Deyi Building.
Name was given.
Knowing that this man wearing patched clothes was the person Xiao Cheng always waited for, the waiter didn't dare to neglect him.
It is true that you can judge people by their appearance, but those who are seeking life in Shanghai must be alert.
Mr. Xiao Cheng personally told the person to wait for him, let alone a patch on his body, he should be treated with respect even if he is a beggar.
“Master Hu, please come this way. Deputy Inspector Cheng is already waiting for you inside.”
“If you don’t dare, please lead the way.”
Chen Hu took a deep breath and walked up the wooden stairs under the guidance of the waiter.
Chunfeng Deyilou is a famous teahouse in the French Concession. Mr. Cheng, Mr. Jin Kemu and Mr. Jin, as well as the rich and powerful in the French Concession, and even Westerners, and some senior figures from the Youth Gang also like to come here to drink tea.
The young man here usually looks at others with high regard, but at this moment he is quite polite to himself.
Chen Hu naturally knew that this courtesy was not for him, but because he was Mr. Cheng's 'guest' today!
…
Chen Hu, dressed in shorts, stood at the door of the elegant room.
He did not go in immediately.
Instead, he carefully arranged his clothes, looked at whether there were any wrinkles, and smoothed them out vigorously.
This little bastard, who in Hou Pingliang's words was "ruthless enough and not afraid of death," looked reserved at this moment, even a little at a loss.
He dared to stop Mr. Cheng's car and offered himself up. However, when Mr. Cheng really summoned him, and when he stood at the door with Mr. Cheng waiting for him inside, he realized that he thought he was not afraid of anything. How absurd!
“It’s Chen Hu, right?” a voice came from inside.
“Mr. Cheng, it’s me, Chen Hu.” Chen Hu said quickly.
"come in."
"Eh!"
The moment Chen Hu opened the door, he paused, straightened his waist, and then carefully walked in under the gaze of Mr. Xiao Cheng.
“Mr. Cheng!” Chen Hu bowed towards Cheng Qianfan who was looking at him and said.
“What were you thinking just now?” Cheng Qianfan picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, put down the teacup again, and asked slowly.
"Huh?" Chen Hu didn't understand what it meant. Because he was nervous, he secretly rubbed his fingers with his right hand, took a breath, and said, "Mr. Cheng, Chen Hu is an idiot. He doesn't understand. Please enlighten me."
"Why did you suddenly want to straighten your back when you entered the door?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Chen Hu with a half-smile, "Are you unwilling to bow to me?"
Although Cheng Qianfan's tone was very calm, it felt like a huge pressure in Chen Hu's ears. His forehead began to sweat and his throat became a little dry.
He knew that if the answer to this question was incorrect, the opportunity to get ahead would be gone.
After swallowing, Chen Hu straightened his waist and spoke.
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