Chapter 613 Business Is Hindered

"Baga, a bunch of trash."

In an apartment on Changchun Road in Hongkou, Nantian Yoko, the head of the Shanghai Special Higher Education Course, looked at the solidified blood all over the floor in the apartment, and at the dead subordinates who looked horrified, yearning, and peaceful. With an angry mouth, he slapped the subordinates who were standing solemnly in front of them. body.

No one could understand the feelings of the Japanese spy who was whipped. He just stood solemnly and nodded: "Ha Yi..."

After glaring at him, Minami Yoko put the back of her hand back to relieve the pain, took a deep breath, and stepped upstairs on the stairs that were full of blood stains.

She checked every room carefully and found no trace of a fight, which was consistent with the death of the eight people. Some of them noticed the visitor, some did not, and similarly, none of them had the ability to resist.

When we arrived at the master bedroom on the third floor, we saw him sitting upright on the sofa that was stained dark red by blood, with his head raised and his mouth slightly open, looking relieved.

Minami Yoko immediately turned around and looked at the dent on the sofa opposite that had not yet recovered, as well as the two cigarette butts on the ground, and became even more furious. Because this shows that the visitor is very leisurely, sitting there smoking and watching Xia Changguo bleed to death.

She suppressed the anger in her heart and asked, "Tell me more carefully."

The Rithayi who had been following him until he was slapped in the mouth responded: "After preliminary judgment, the time of death was between five and seven o'clock yesterday afternoon. According to the investigation, someone saw a cripple coming from the south last night. Because it was raining heavily and the cripple was wearing a raincoat, we couldn't see his face. We asked the military police who patrolled last night, but they said they saw no pedestrians on the road, so we concluded that the cripple must have entered the public. Our people investigated the concession this morning. No one has seen the cripple. He must be in disguise. According to my guess, this killer should be the legendary... the number one killer of the Red Party, Pei Min!"

"It seems that we have caught the Red Party's sore spot this time, otherwise it would be impossible to send Pei Min, who has disappeared for two years, to assassinate us. Increase the intensity of the interrogation and make those Red Party members speak. Although it may be too late to find out anything in the interrogation, it doesn't matter. , at least we already know that Pei Min is not in Yan'an, nor in Chongqing, he is in Shanghai, and sooner or later he will show his flaws. "

At this time, a Japanese spy came up and said: "Section Chief, the news of Xia Changguo's murder has spread."

"Pei Min was sent to warn other internal members and to intimidate us. The Chinese people have so many tricks up their sleeves. Don't worry about them. Such rumors cannot be found." Nantian Yoko waved his hand: "Humph, Pei Min ? The killer's most deadly weapon is to hide in the dark. Once caught, death awaits him. This is the fate of the empire's enemies! "

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There are six patrol houses in the French Concession, with more than 2,000 police officers. The central patrol house is the largest patrol house, with nearly 300 police officers. Among these four hundred people, excluding fifty foreign leaders and foreign patrols from France, India and other countries, the remaining three hundred people were under the command of the inspector general. Huang Jinrong of the Qing Gang achieved such a position, and thus used it to With the power of the police station, he gradually became the so-called Youth Gang tycoon. However, at that time, there were not so many Chinese police officers, and there were not so many Chinese coming into the French Concession.

The current Inspector General is a Frenchman. Under the Inspector General, there are three detectives. Each detective has about a hundred people. Below him is the team leader. Wang Yan is in such a position. .

Of course, this is what the Chinese call it. According to the formal establishment of foreigners, it is divided into agents, first, second and third class patrol officers, first, second and third class patrol officers and so on.

Wang Yan's current position is inspector, and the detective is the inspector, also known as the chief inspector. As for the so-called first, second and third grades, they are generally the grades of the establishment. That is to say, he is now the captain. If he is promoted to a higher level, he will be given the position of deputy inspector, but in fact he is still in charge of a team. Apart from a higher salary, there is no use for him. As long as you really do it, you can be the lowest-level agent, and you don't have to work in vain for that little salary.

In an office on the second floor of the Central Patrol Room, Wang Yan, along with two other people, honestly saluted an old man in his fifties sitting behind the desk.

"Hello, Detective!"

Chen Jiangliu, who was holding a cigar in his mouth, waved his hand, stood up from his desk with a smile, walked to the sofa on one side and sat down: "Come and sit."

He looked at Wang Yan and asked with concern: "I heard that you were feeling unwell yesterday afternoon?"

"Inspector Lao is worried. It's just that the heavy rain and wind have entered his body, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable. He'll be fine when he wakes up. It's nothing serious."

"I'm old and no longer useful. You're still young, so you need to take good care of yourself."

The captain of the second team, Fang Yuantu, gave him a sweet flattery: "What did the detective say? You are strong and strong, and you are the backbone of our hundred or so brothers. How could it be useless?"

"Yes, Detective, the brothers are all relying on you to fight for us as a foreigner, so we can't say such depressing words." The one who spoke was the captain of the third team, Zhang Xian.

Counting Wang Yan, the three of them control one-third of the Hua arresters in the Central Patrol Room, and they are all prominent figures in Shanghai. After all, there are only nine captains in the Central Patrol Room, and the entire French Concession has only fifty-four people when converted year-on-year.

Although he knew it was all flattery, Chen Jiangliu still found it useful. He shook his head with a smile, took a sip of his cigar, and said with a smile: "There is no need to flatter, I know my own situation. I am forty-nine this year, and I am already an old man. If I still hold my position, it means that I, an old man, am not sensible. The current situation is complicated and difficult to handle. I am too old to handle it. It is time to abdicate and leave some opportunities for you young people. The Japanese are now powerful. What do you think?"

Without giving the three of them a chance to flatter them, he asked the key question very directly, still smiling, puffing on a cigar in his mouth, and the smoke made it even harder for people to see his face and not know who he was. What do you think? So at this time, naturally no one will respond.

Seeing that no one spoke for a moment, he pointed at Wang Yan and said, "Ayan, you have attended a foreign school for a few days and you have some knowledge. Please speak first."

"There is no doubt that the Japanese are ambitious and intend to destroy China. In December last year, the Japanese army captured Nanjing and killed hundreds of thousands of people. After occupying Shanghai, they also implemented high-pressure rule. In just three months, I heard that Hundreds of people were killed. But..."

In the eyes of the three people with unclear meaning, Wang Yan came to a turning point: "A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. I am afraid of death and greedy for enjoyment. I also served as a police officer in the patrol room. The Japanese dare not touch me easily." . Then we should do things for whomever takes the job. Just listen to the French, but you can't offend the Japanese, let alone anger the military commanders and the Red Party. That would be more life-threatening than the other. It doesn't matter, I still want to live a long life.

Detective, you also know that I opened a company in partnership with my brothers to sell some grain, cloth and so on. With the help of friends from other places, some were sold to the territory of the Red Party and some to the territory of the National Army. They were not contraband and would not offend the Japanese. I only make my own money, enjoy life, and let the people around me keep their money and lives, then everything will be fine. "

"You just can't change your greed for money. You must know that people die for money and birds die for food. If the three families are not offended, then all three families will be offended. Sooner or later, you will regret it." Chen Jiangliu shook his head helplessly and turned to look. with the other two.

Fang Yuantu laughed: "Detective, how can little people like us speak now? Lao Wang is right, the most important thing is to make money, so that we can easily deal with whatever happens in the future. Otherwise, what else can we do?"

"Yes, Detective. Not to mention the Red Party, the military commanders, and the Japanese, just the foreigners in our jurisdiction, as well as the big and small bosses, how can we afford to offend you? If not for the support you gave to the brothers, Detective, The policeman with the gun is also very cautious. Wang Yan is right. If you make money honestly and enjoy life, you can at least live a peaceful life and enjoy more. "

If you come out to hang out, no one will tell the truth. These two people couldn't figure out what the old thing meant, so they parroted the words and learned to walk in Handan. They just said what Wang Yan said, safety and insurance.

"Then it's not just Ayan who needs to be careful, but all three of you." Chen Jiangliu laughed: "Okay, you are all busy people. There are so many things to do every day, so go ahead and do it. I, an old man, will not delay you. ”

After a few flattery words, the three of them went out together. Zhang Xian scattered the cigarettes, lit one himself, and scratched his head: "Old Wang, Old Fang, what do you mean by detective?"

Fang Yuantu snorted: "Old Zhang, there's no point in pretending to be dumb at this time. Don't you think so, Lao Wang?"

"I say you're right." Wang Yan lit up his cigarette with a smile, glanced at the two of them, and strode away.

Looking at Wang Yan's leaving figure, Fang Yuantu squinted his eyes: "Old Zhang, who do you think can become the detective?"

"Wang Yan!"

"How do you know it's not me?"

"The old man he worships is Lin Hongyuan, who is from the Tong generation. He is the same generation as our detective and has a lot of kindness. You are also from the Qinggang, but the old man you worship is from the Wu generation. You can just call him Lao Wang. Do you really think he is a good guy? He is richer than the two of us combined. He can also speak foreign language and is close to the French. What are you trying to do behind the scenes? Are you sure you can survive? Him? Do you think that the Smiling Tiger is calling you for nothing? Lao Fang, it’s not that my brothers don’t support you. Living well is better than anything else. I’m not like you two, with the big tree of Qinggang behind me and a messy relationship. One step at a time, I have worked hard to get through this. Let me tell you first. Whoever becomes the detective should think about it carefully. "

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xian walked away quickly. There couldn't be any misunderstanding at this time. What he said has been made very clear, and he stands for Wang Yan.

"Du Yong and Zhang Xiaolin are also a generation apart. Zhang Xiaolin is still so overwhelmed that he can't hold his head up." Fang Yuantu sneered.

But he admitted that Zhang Xian was right. Many things were on the surface and he knew them all. Wang Yan has a company called Yonghua Industrial. Although it is called Industrial, the only things that belong to them are the warehouses of a few bosses. As Wang Yan said, what he does is import goods from abroad and resell them to the mainland. As for the things that are resold, you should know with your feet that it is not just grain and cloth. After all, you can only make money by selling things that are not allowed to be sold. And as far as he knew, there was a foreigner in the patrol room who was Wang Yan's partner, and that old guy Chen Jiangliu must also have received dividends.

With such great ability and being able to work as captain for so many years with peace of mind, he thought Wang Yan was a fool. If it were him, he would have already been studying to kill Chen Jiangliu and take the position himself.

Just as Zhang Xian said, he had some dangerous ideas. Once he becomes Detective Inspector Hua, he will immediately rise to fame, which is completely different from what he is now, but he has not made up his mind yet. If you become a successful person, if you lose, you will die.

On the other hand, Zhang Xian, a person with no one to rely on, took the position of captain on his own. How could it be simple? But he was not worried, because it was impossible for Zhang Xian to ascend to the position. Even if he did, it would only be a decoration and could only command three teams of troops. Because there is no matching strength, it is impossible to sit in a stable position. The role of Huaqiao is to help the French manage their territory and collect taxes so that foreigners can stay here comfortably and their interests are guaranteed. As for the French Concession, where three religions and nine schools of thought are gathered together, if there is no relationship, then there will be no face and no good can be done.

So Zhang Xian really has no chance. Even if he and Wang Yan die, it won't be Zhang Xian's turn to take over. It's more likely that someone will be transferred from somewhere else.

Fang Yuantu returned to his office with a cigarette in his mouth, his expression sometimes sinister and sometimes helpless, because Wang Yan was such a bastard and had no children...

In fact, Wang Yan is not enthusiastic about getting a position, but is focused on making money. Before the Battle of Songhu, when the two parties were fighting, he used money to open up a transportation line from Shanghai to the mainland, and attracted the French, Americans, and some people from the Youth Gang to resell supplies. Of course, most of them are sold to bald people, but the more important thing is to sell to the red party. Use the money earned from the bald people to smooth out part of the red party patch, and eventually achieve profit sharing and everyone makes money. Otherwise, how could he have money to buy a house, rent a house, and have several cars? Many famous businessmen in Shanghai are not as rich as him...

As the logistics chief of the patrol room, Egg Olson has been very unhappy recently because the damn Japanese have occupied Shanghai, warships have blocked the waters around Shanghai, and all incoming and outgoing goods must be inspected. Although he is French, his family is also very powerful in France and can let the damned person go, but the entry cycle has become longer. And because China and Japan are now at war, the prices of all materials have increased, and so much time has been wasted, but it is all his hard-earned money, damn the Japanese.

He held a cigar in one hand, shook the red wine glass with the other and drank up the wine in the glass. There was no aristocratic elegance at all. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve regardless of the image, and slapped the table: "Damn Japanese, Wang , you know, they actually withheld our medicines, they are provoking the great France."

"Calm down, Iger, my friend, you have to understand that if your great France is really that strong, you are not here smoking cigars and drinking wine, but you are driving a battleship over to bombard the Japanese island."

"Well, maybe I'll sleep with that damn emperor's wife." Iger was amused by his not-funny joke. He laughed for a while before awkwardly looking at Wang Yan, who had his legs crossed opposite him. : "Wang, my friend, you have the most ideas. Regarding our current situation, do you have any suggestions?"

"Aige, you are a wise French nobleman. You can't see that the Japanese are testing you, right? I believe that they not only detained our goods, but also detained the goods of the guys in the public affairs bureau, and even They will also detain goods from the British and Americans. Now that my motherland is suffering, I am as eager as you to hope that those goods can be delivered to the soldiers fighting the Japanese on the front line. No matter how many ideas I have, But what can we do against the cannons on the battleship?"

"Wang, you are so hypocritical. You talk so much about making money from evil spirits. But don't worry, as you said, the goods of the British and Americans have also been detained. They have greater energy than you and me. , they will find a way. Believe me, no one can resist the temptation of money. In fact, if possible, I would like to give some money to those ugly Japanese monkeys. Our current situation is too great. The medicines may not be released for a long time. Wang, you must sell those tobacco, alcohol, sugar, food and cloth at a high price. "

Egger is the senior manager of the patrol room and is in charge of logistics. He is a veritable big shot. Wang Yan, a small Chinese captain, was able to catch up with Egg, which surprised many people. But from another perspective, if he, Captain Wang, can't match Iger, he will fall through the eyes of others. In fact, when we met, Ige was not in his current position, and Wang Yan was just a small Chinese patrolman.

Their acquaintance originated from a theft. A little beggar stole the body of Iger's wife. She was a very charming and flirtatious woman. Iger loved this wife very much. One day when he was on the street, the little beggar stole Yangma's bag. When Egger found out, he became furious and walked in from outside the patrol room cursing in French. Wang Yan happened to be enjoying a cigarette in the courtyard, and he spoke to Iger in fluent French. In less than two hours, he got back a lot of Yanmar's bags.

After that, Wang Yan took Egger to eat, drink and have fun, and then encouraged Egger to engage in smuggling business, which continues until now. There is a three-point friendship between the two. After all, they have known each other for many years, have fun and cooperate happily.

Wang Yan sighed and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray: "Iger, the current situation no longer allows it. As you know, the Japanese have occupied Shanghai, and they have stationed troops on various traffic arteries. Our goods want to get out. We have to pay a lot of money, which greatly increases our costs. Even if we increase the selling price, it must be affordable by the buyer. As you know in the first two months, once the business is done, it will be eliminated. It’s really too bad that we only made back a little more money than we cost by paying dividends to people at various checkpoints along the way.”

"Wang, I know you. Since you said that, you must have figured out a way. Tell me quickly. You don't know, I've been having insomnia recently. Look at the dark circles under my eyes. It's all trouble caused by the damn Japanese. "

"Let's put this time's goods in the warehouse first, and then I'll think of a way to see if I can find a breakthrough with the Japanese."

"Oh, King, you are such a noble person. Your motherland is being invaded, and in order to help the soldiers of your motherland, you actually want to make friends with the Japanese monkeys who invaded you. Oh, what a great spirit of sacrifice this is ah."

Seeing Wang Yan shaking his head helplessly, Iger walked out from behind the desk, patted him on the shoulder, and then poured two glasses of red wine: "Put away your hypocrisy, friend, I know you are a person who only cares about money." Guy, what I said is just a high-sounding word to excuse yourself. We have known each other for seven years, and no one knows you better than me. I am waiting for your good news, Wang. You know, I am not representing myself. cheers!"

"Don't worry, my friend." Wang Yan took the wine glass, took a sip of red wine, thought for a while and said, "Ige, I need your help with something."

"This is an insult to me, King."

"Okay, Iger, if possible, I would like to ask your friends in France, or friends in the United States, or friends in the UK. I hope you can ask them to help me collect major scientific magazines, such as Nature, Science, and Willow Leaf Knife, oh, by the way, and the New England Journal of Medicine, they have collected every issue for me since 2000.”

Egg frowned, as if looking at a fool: "Wang, are you sick?"

"Of course not, it's just because I feel the power brought by technology. I think you might be able to find business opportunities in the most cutting-edge scientific magazines in Western countries. Now our business is restricted everywhere. If we can really find something advanced, If technology creates something that no other country has, then we will definitely be able to make a lot of money, more money than we can spend in a few lifetimes.”

"Sorry, Wang, I have to interrupt you. In fact, I have enough money now to last a lifetime."

"No, Iger, you want to have a big manor, you want to have a big land in Australia, Canada or somewhere else. You want to have your own luxury plane, your own luxury yacht, your own winery, and The top winery named after your Olsen family, believe me, in fifty years your name will be on this wine, fuck Lafite.”

"Okay, Wang, I have to admit that the scene you mentioned is very beautiful. So you have to quickly find a way to deal with the damn Japanese monkeys and don't let them stop us from making money anymore. As for those magazines you mentioned, I will contact you tonight Friends, ask them to help you find it, it’s free, and I’ll take care of it all.”

"To my generous friend." Wang Yan raised his glass and clinked it with Iger, and then left Iger's office at Iger's urging.

When he returned to his territory on the first floor, all his men had gone out. They were all on patrol.

In an emergency, just like in the TV series, the whistle will be blown, and then people from all directions will come to support. If there was a gunfight, everyone would hide in the corner together and then go forward to collect the bodies. They were familiar with the process. Even Captain Wang will definitely be scolded, and Chen Jiangliu will not get better. After all, it is their jurisdiction. If such a vicious incident occurs, the blame will always be shouldered. As long as no foreign Japanese were injured or frightened, it would be a minor problem.

I came over to hold a meeting with my subordinates in the morning, and was asked by Chen Jiangliu to chat for a while. After that, Ige sent someone to look for him to study how to make money. When he came back, it was already past ten o'clock.

Seeing that there was still time, he sat there and thought quietly.

Chen Jiangliu's intention was obvious, he was asking him for money. The old guy is a bit greedy. He has received dividends from the business over the years and has made a lot of money. Now that he is about to go down, he no longer has the power, and at the same time, he is getting older, and he doesn't know how long his prestige in the Youth Gang will last, so he wants to make a fortune.

But money has never been a problem, it's just a question of who has the money. The laws of physics tell us that energy is conserved. That is to say, if the money disappears from Wang's hands, it will appear in Chen Jiangliu's hands, so it just needs to be the other way around.

The question is why Chen Jiangliu wants to retreat. There are not many who are really open-minded, but there are many who are really greedy. The old guy didn't think about retiring until he was almost fifty years old. Compared with other people who left in their forties and took advantage of their youth and strength to train their subordinates and continue to expand their influence and improve their status, it was more than three steps behind. Even according to his age and his relationship, it wouldn't be a big problem to continue doing it for another three years.

Thinking about it this way, it is not difficult to see that it must be related to the current situation. The current situation has something to do with the Japanese. Chen Jiangliu asked about his views on the Japanese before. So it can be inferred from this that the Japanese are contacting him, or Zhang Xiaolin said something to him.

The old guy was afraid and couldn't stand the tossing. He wanted to have no power and nothing to do, and enjoy his old age!

Then Lin Hongyuan's finding him is worth pondering.

Lin Hongyuan is the old man he worships. This is the Green Gang's term, that is, his boss. However, the Green Gang has a long history and different rules. To be honest, it is not much different from recognizing a godfather. Lin Hongyuan is a big boss of the Tong generation, and he is the Wu generation, the same generation as Du Yong.

Lin Hongyuan and Chen Jiangliu know these two old guys. He didn't come yesterday. At the same time, Lin Hongyuan called him yesterday to make an appointment for Western food. Today Chen Jiangliu asked him. If there is no problem, it would be strange.

So the question now is whether Lin Hongyuan has surrendered to the Japanese, and what is the meaning of inviting him to dinner.

Although Zhang Xiaolin controls most of the power of the Green Gang, he cannot fully represent the Green Gang, because there are too many mountain factions in it, and it is also inextricably linked with the bald head. If Du Yong did not run away to Hong Kong Island, there would be no capable people here. No matter how powerful Zhang Xiaolin is, he is not capable of being the one who has the final say. He has also encountered several assassination attempts, but he was lucky enough to survive.

As far as Wang Yan knows, before this, Lin Hongyuan was relatively honest. He just opened a smoking house, a casino, and a brothel. Now that he is invited to dinner, you really can't blame him for thinking too much.

You are not trying to pull his proud disciple into the Japanese camp...

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