Chapter 880 Understanding Prince Pingliang
Suddenly, intensive gunshots rang out on Masinan Road.
This shocked Su Chende.
He stood up suddenly.
“Where was the gunshot?”
“Director, the sound is coming from Masinan Road.” The subordinate listened carefully and said.
“Young mother is a scumbag!” Su Chende yelled angrily, looked at the closed door of the church unwillingly, threw the cigarette in his mouth towards the ground, and stepped on it hard, “Get out!”
Following Su Chende's order, everyone in Zhongtong suddenly dispersed.
Cheng Qianfan was walking on the stairs.
He stopped, unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, and ruffled his hair.
He subconsciously glanced outside, but from the window at the corner of the stairs, he saw 'Mei Wuming' taking out something like a letter from his body, looking around, and for a moment he didn't know what to hide. where.
“Idiot.” Cheng Qianfan cursed in his heart.
…
A man rushed out of the corridor, buttoning his shirt as he ran, but he happened to bump into Su Chende who was running by.
Both people immediately fell to the ground.
"You're blind, get out of here..." Su Chende yelled.
Then he was grabbed by someone and punched in the face, "Niang Xie Niang, Niang Xie Xie Niang, hit me!"
Cheng Qianfan punched and kicked the man on the ground.
Su Chende hunched over his body, trying his best to protect his face with both hands, and let out a scream. His heart was filled with anger, and he thought about touching the gun.
“Brother Fan!”
“Brother Fan!”
A burst of chaotic footsteps came.
The man kicked Su Chende again before giving up.
Su Chende squinted his eyes and looked through his fingers. He was surprised to find that this disheveled man who was still buttoning his buttons turned out to be Cheng Qianfan, deputy chief inspector of the Central Patrol Room of the French Concession.
He immediately covered his face, screamed for mercy, and did not dare to make any other unusual move.
“Where was the gunshot?” Cheng Qianfan asked while fastening his buttons.
“Ma Sinan Road.” Hou Pingliang reported.
“Mother Xi, you can’t live peacefully for a day.” Cheng Qianfan cursed, “What’s going on over there now?”
“The gunfire stopped, and the people who were watching the excitement moved past from a distance,” Hou Pingliang said.
Citizens in Shanghai are already very experienced in this kind of shootings, and those who like to watch the excitement have learned the ropes when it is safe to watch.
Hearing this, 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' immediately showed his prowess and courage, and said with righteous indignation, "I want to see who has the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard to dare to commit murder on my territory."
He said, waving his hand, "Brothers, follow me."
"Brother Fan, who is this guy? How to deal with it?" Hou Pingliang pointed to the man on the ground who was too scared to move.
“You’re a blind idiot.” Cheng Qianfan said, then went up and kicked him again, “I’ll be locked up for two days.”
Mei Wuming's panic-stricken behavior can easily arouse suspicion. He found an excuse to be detained for a few days, but he just avoided the search and interrogation for a while.
“Understood.” Hou Pingliang looked at the man on the ground and understood.
He certainly understood what Brother Fan meant by "locking him down for two days."
This man is wearing a suit and leather shoes, and his hair is combed so shiny that it would split open if a fly flies over it. He looks like a rich man at first glance.
Why was it closed for two days?
Nothing else but extorting a large bail amount.
The two patrolmen suppressed the "unfortunate" "Mei Wuming" and left, and "Mr. Xiao Cheng" also headed to Masinan Road under the protection of his subordinates.
Just next to where Cheng Qianfan beat Mei Wuming, there was an iron fence in the sewer. Under the iron fence, in the deep sewer, a letter was quietly soaking in the sewage.
…
Cheng Qianfan had a gloomy face, and he stared at the car covered with bullet holes for a long time.
The driver was lying on the steering wheel, the windshield was smashed, his face was covered in blood, and he was dead.
The rear seats are semi-open, and the passengers in the car are lying on the seats. Looking from the back, they look like a hornet's nest.
Four corpses, four short guns, and two foreign cars lying on the ground were scattered on the ground.
Hou Pingliang glanced at the license plate and then at the deceased in the back seat.
“Brother Fan, the person who died was Zhou Wenrui, the director of the Shanghai Finance Bureau.” Hou Pingliang walked back to Cheng Qianfan and whispered.
“Ce Na Niang.” Cheng Qianfan suddenly felt his head pounding and cursed angrily, then sneered, “It’s not bad.”
Hou Pingliang knew why Brother Fan was scolding people.
If it were someone with an ordinary status, even an upstart, it wouldn't cause such a big ripple.
If you are a well-known person, it will be more troublesome.
As for famous people with special status like Zhou Wenrui...or to put it bluntly, the murder of well-known traitors like Zhou Wenrui will cause relatively little trouble.
This is why Brother Fan said "not bad".
Zhou Wenrui is a traitor.
The traitor was killed.
Who killed him?
The answer is obvious, it must be Chongqing.
This case has been solved.
As for catching the murderer, the police department must pursue it at all costs.
“Ahhh.”
“Sir.”
The sound of crying disturbed Cheng Qianfan, and he frowned and looked over.
Half of the old ladies were lying on the ground, holding handkerchiefs in their hands, crying like tears.
“It’s Mrs. Zhou.” Hou Pingliang said, “The Zhou Mansion is not far from here.”
“Send Mrs. Zhou back first, so as not to affect our investigation.” Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice.
"yes."
"Wait a moment."
Hou Pingliang ran back again.
“It’s really sad that Director Zhou was killed.” Cheng Qianfan looked sad, “One thing is very strange. How could the gunman know the whereabouts of Director Zhou so accurately?”
“Brother Fan suspects that there is a thief inside the Zhou Mansion?” Hou Pingliang understood immediately.
"It's hard to say, people's hearts are in their stomachs." Cheng Qianfan sighed with emotion, "Strict investigation will not let go of any doubt."
He glanced at Mrs. Zhou who was still crying, her eyes full of compassion, "Tell Mrs. Zhou that Cheng will arrest the murderer of Director Zhou at all costs."
“The subordinates understand.”
Hou Pingliang still understood it instantly.
Zhou Wenrui had only one son. His son Zhou Yuanming was far away in Peiping and served in Wang Keming's provisional government of the Republic of China.
Before Zhou Yuanming returned to Shanghai, Zhou Mansion was just a piece of fat.
Brother Fan said no matter what the cost, Hou Pingliang estimated that the price was worth at least thirty large yellow croakers.
"Director Zhou is a noble man." Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette, took a puff, glanced at Zhou Wenrui's body, and exhaled a faint smoke from his nose, "This case is a major and important case, and we must handle it with care."
Hou Pingliang understood that he was too small and superficial, and Brother Fan was trying to wake him up.
Director of the Finance Bureau, I have long heard that Zhou Wenrui is used to collecting money in order to please the Japanese...
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