Chapter 614 Seeking the Skin of a Tiger

Fude Restaurant is a Western restaurant located in the middle of Xiafei Road, specializing in Chinese and Western food. This is inevitable, only adaptation can lead to development. There are only more than 10,000 foreigners in the French Concession, and including those passing through from outside, there are only 5,000 more. Arrogant foreigners are not used to eating localized Western food, let alone eat it. There are basically no poor foreigners who can live in Shanghai. In this seemingly prosperous largest city in the Far East, they are just as prosperous.

"Over the years, restaurants on the street have opened and closed. There are Western cuisine, Nanyang cuisine, and Asian cuisine, there are countless. I still remember that the first time I ate Western food was at the Deda Western Cuisine Club. At that time It was only the second year of the Republic of China, and I was still a young man at that time. Like you, I gorged myself on meat, which made people laugh a lot. Now it is the twenty-seventh year of the Republic of China, and twenty-five years have passed in the blink of an eye. ”

Lin Hongyuan was wearing a green gown, with white hair on his head, and a skinny body. He wears a white cloth around his neck, holds a knife in his left hand and a fork in his right hand. He is a gangster pretending to be a gentleman and a pig with a green onion stuck in his nose.

In contrast, Wang Yan picked up the steak on the plate with a fork, and when he took one bite, he saw a half-moon mark on his face. He wiped the oil stains on the corners of his mouth with a white cloth, and drank a lot of the expensive red wine that the old man brought over as water. It looks a bit like a fly in a pot.

"Uncle, I don't think so. Back then, people laughed when you ate Western food. Now if you eat Western food like that, no one will laugh. Just like me now." Wang Yan tilted his head and faced Two tables away, a fat man wearing glasses who was talking quietly to someone snorted: "That fat gentleman wearing glasses, yes, it's you. Do you think I look elegant when I eat Western food?"

While he was talking, he took another big bite of meat, his mouth was full and the corners of his mouth were stained with oil, and he looked at the innocent fat gentleman with a smile.

There was no one sitting in the circle where the two of them were eating. The surrounding area had been cleared and there was a table between them. In order to avoid their conversation being overheard.

The fat Mr. Wang didn't look embarrassed at all. He nodded repeatedly and even gave a thumbs up: "Of course, I dare say that your Captain Wang's eating appearance is the most beautiful and elegant. I think eating is the best, everyone here Everyone, do you think so?"

Amidst the slander from the irrelevant people such as Niang Xipi and Xiao Chi, Mr. Fat first followed suit and took a bite, and then his eyes scanned everyone who was paying attention to what was going on here.

For a while, everyone said that Captain Wang’s food was elegant and good-looking, and that’s how Western food should be eaten. Even like Wang Yan, he picked up the meat with a fork and took a big bite.

"Boss, the meals of these people here are all mine, so you can eat and drink as much as you like. You can also pack some for your family, and treat them as if I'm inviting them to dinner. But first, please don't take me for granted, otherwise such a good thing will turn into a bad thing. That's not good." After looking around, Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction: "Mr. Fat, you are very good. If you encounter difficulties in the French Concession, you can come to me in the prison."

Ignoring the compliments from others, Wang Yan looked at Lin Hongyuan with a smile: "Look, uncle, they all say that I eat elegantly and look good."

"It will rain when the sky is crazy, and disaster will happen when people are crazy. You just don't know how to keep a low profile. If you continue like this, you will invite disaster."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled. He didn't want to play riddles with this old guy. He ate his own way and said, "Uncle, today Chen Jiangliu came to several of our captains and said that he was old and no longer useful. He wanted to retire and enjoy life." ."Does uncle know about this?"

"I know, he wanted to find you yesterday, but you were unwell and went home early. That's when he called me, and I called you after that."

Wang Yan nodded and asked as if he didn't care, "What instructions does uncle have?"

"Where are the instructions? I just wanted to say something nice to my old friend." Seeing that Wang Yan remained silent, he continued: "I believe you understand what this old guy means. He told me, Shanghai It’s getting more and more chaotic, and I don’t want to stay in Shanghai anymore. I plan to take my whole family and go to Hong Kong Island to hide away. In my opinion, it’s not easy for the old guy these years, and I have taken great care of you. You know best how many thunders I have endured for you and how many scolds I have received. So just give his old face some face. He only wants fifty big yellow croakers."

One large yellow croaker costs ten taels, one tael equals two ounces, and one ounce costs about thirty dollars. So these fifty 10 gold bars are worth thirty thousand US dollars. These days, American swords are very hard to come by, and their purchasing power is very strong. Such a sum of money is enough for the old guy Chen Jiangliu to feel comfortable for a long time. Counting the money I have made in the past few years, I will basically have nothing to worry about until I die.

The money was indeed not much, and the old guy was pretty good at it, so he didn't hit him hard. Relatively speaking, even if he doesn't use this old guy's recommendation, but takes the path of foreign leadership, it will cost a lot more than this. In fact, even if Wang Yan is destined to be promoted to detective, even if he has already sat in the position of detective, he will still have to pay the foreign leaders. Even though his business people have already received dividends from those foreign leaders, but if he is promoted, he will still have to pay the foreign leaders. Job red envelopes are a very good way to enhance feelings, even if you don’t give them, you have to give them.

"Okay, uncle has spoken. As a disciple, I naturally have no part in refusing." Wang Yan nodded in approval, then picked up the white bib on the table and wiped his mouth, and continued to ask: "That's all. It’s settled, but uncle, the question Chen Jiangliu asked us today is very strange. He said that the Japanese are powerful. Let me give my opinion. I think the Japanese have already approached him. Otherwise, because of his miserliness? It seems that he will definitely not let go of the position of detective, and he also asked uncle to clarify his doubts. "

"You are right. The Japanese were looking for him, so he, an old guy who was greedy for life and afraid of death, abdicated." Lin Hongyuan sighed: "Actually, the Japanese were not only looking for him, but also me. In addition, Zhang Xiaolin He also gave me a message. In the past, it was okay and he could make money steadily, but now the Japanese's ambition is obvious. Zhang Xiaolin is taking advantage of the Japanese's power. Not only that, they also detained my son. What do you think I should do with that single seedling?”

Wang Yan stared into the old man's eyes for a while, shook his head and sighed, "Uncle, what conditions did they give you, and what did they ask you to do?"

"Conditions? Is the meat on the dipping plate qualified to negotiate terms? They will let my son go and let me do business in the Japanese-occupied area. I will be exempted from taxes and fees on entering and exiting the Japanese-occupied area. They will also give me fifty gold bars separately. What I was asked to do was very simple. Just like Zhang Xiaolin, I mobilized my brothers to search for traces of the Red Party and the military commanders throughout Shanghai. Once I found them, I just handed them over to them. In addition, I was asked to convince you that your position is more critical than theirs. You should be given generous terms.”

"Uncle, I don't have any children. If I have enough food for one person and the whole family is not hungry, I should have a lot more choices than you." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Isn't that what uncle is here for?"

"Just because you have a bad eye, they also heard that you have a good reputation in the world of Shanghai. You are a person who respects teachers, is loyal, and loyal. So let me lead the way and introduce you to contact. Don't worry, Ayan. , whether it can be achieved or not, it has no effect on me, it all depends on your own wishes. My old man will not listen to your opinions. I will go back and see Xiaofei first. You don’t know, Xiaofei is miserable. "

As he spoke, the old man wiped his tears and left. When I went outside, I knocked on the window of a car and reported the situation to the people inside with a grovel and nod.

Then he got into a car next to him and left. Wang Yan squinted his eyes and watched the old man leave. Then he turned his eyes to the fat gentleman who had been peeking at him. He stretched out his hand and gave him two meaningful nods, which scared the fat gentleman. Excited, he quickly used his elegant and good-looking eating posture to eat the steak deliciously.

The husband and wife were still separated when disaster struck. Lin Hongyuan, an old man, sold him out without telling him. In the end, he used words to praise him, saying that he was famous in Shanghai for his loyalty and courage. This meaning was obvious. If he doesn't cooperate with the Japanese, his name will be ruined in Shanghai in the future. This is not the most important thing, but it will give him the name of an anti-Japanese element. The Japanese are powerful, so what if they are such an uncooperative person, even if they are the detectives of the French Concession? They are now detaining the goods of all the big shots in the Public Concession and the French Concession. He is a little detective, and he is indeed somewhat capable, but why can't he be killed?

The old guy jumping up and down must be damned...

Wang Yan smiled as he watched the man wearing a top hat, glasses, square face, and stocky figure walk in from the door with a smile. If you don't know it in advance, then this person is no different from the Chinese. When he was in front of him, he couldn't even notice any difference.

The Japanese spy sat there, stretched out his hand to shake Wang Yan's hand, and spoke in authentic Shanghainese: "Hello, Captain Wang, I am Ichiro Muramoto, in China, my name is Meng Chunping. I am currently the Special Second Information Officer of Shanghai Special High School. Director, please take care of me, Captain Wang.”

Whether it is Captain Wang or Lin Hongyuan, a veteran of the Qing Gang, their power is clearly displayed in such a hotel. They sat in the back and ate against the wall. Except for the other three directions of the wall, there were at least two rows of tables behind them. Although they were all frightened by Wang Yan and pretended to be young ladies in silence, it was rare to find people with really good ears. Therefore, the diners in the restaurant could not hear their conversation, so the Japanese spy dared to speak out and introduce himself.

"You speak Chinese so well that I, an out-and-out Chinese, can't even recognize it. If you didn't say it, I would have thought you were Chinese." Wang Yan looked at him with a smile: "How long have you been in China?"

"It has been fifteen years." Looking at Wang Yan who shook his head and smiled bitterly, Ichiro Muramoto did not hide his pride, pride and enthusiasm. The Empire of Japan has been preparing for this feast for decades, and now it's just the appetizer.

"Tell me, what are the requirements, what are the conditions?"

"Captain Wang, please don't say such unscrupulous things. You should already know that your Shangguan Chen Jiangliu left the patrol room because he was afraid of us. He is old, has no ambition at all, and is even more indifferent. I don’t understand the situation. To build greater East Asia co-prosperity, we need people like you, Captain Wang. Don’t worry, we already know that the old guy wants to get the last fifty gold bars from you, so we will give you the fifty gold bars. As a gift to Captain Wang, someone will deliver the gold bars to Chen Jiangliu's house soon. When he arrives on Hong Kong Island, the gold bars will be returned to you intact. "

Seeing the impatience on Wang Yan's face, Muramoto Ichiro also knew that he looked down on him. After all, although Wang Yan was only a small captain, he had great energy. It can be said that he had a very good relationship in the French Concession. hard. This is why he, a senior member of the special high school class, personally came to contact him.

"Captain Wang's patience doesn't seem to be very good." He continued quickly: "We already know what I told Chen Jiangliu this morning about the Japanese Empire. We know that Captain Wang is a man of faith, out of respect Because of your concern for friends who are not hostile to the Japanese Empire, we have decided to cooperate with you. What we need you to do is very simple, as long as you catch the military commander and the Red Party people in the French Concession, and hand them over to us. In addition, if we make too much noise while we are taking action, I hope Captain Wang, oh, no, I hope Detective Wang can help cover it up.

We know that Captain Wang's Yonghua Industrial Company has something to do with the arrogant Frenchmen in the French Concession Public Security Bureau. Many of your goods were sold to the front lines to help fight against the enemies of the Japanese Empire. This kind of behavior is unforgivable, but we also know what Captain Wang thinks, so after our final discussion, we can return some of the drugs except sulfonamides to you, and at the same time reduce the import and export duties of Yonghua Industrial. I think Inspector Wang should know how much money this is, right? "

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows: "It's a very generous condition. You should know how anxious the French are when you detain their goods. I just finished talking to Iger in the morning. Do you know Iger?"

"Egg Olsen, Chief of Patrol, Logistics."

"Yes, it's him. He asked me to find a way to contact you before, hoping to reach some cooperation."

"That's great, Inspector Wang. It seems that Mr. Olson is also a friend of our Empire of Japan. In that case, I have a few small requests."

"Tell me."

"I hope you can ask Iger more about the attitude of the Public Security Bureau, or what their actions are. If you know this and tell us, believe me, Inspector Wang, you will receive our greatest goodwill. We are our forever friends. I heard that you like strong drinks and beautiful women. It’s no problem. I guarantee you will be satisfied.”

"Okay, it's settled." Wang Yan pondered for a long time, and then finally spoke with final words. However, before Rite could finish his words, he said resolutely, "But I still have one condition."

Ichiro Muramoto frowned slightly, a little unhappy, because he felt that Wang Yan was a little greedy. But that's why they came to Wang Yan, because for so many years, Wang Yan had quietly weaved a huge network of interests in the French Concession, and he was the key figure they fought for. They had made a lot of preparations before, but they didn't expect Wang Yan to agree so easily. He was indeed a person who only wanted money. It's just that Wang Yan doesn't have a wife or children, which makes it difficult for them to deal with him, otherwise there would be no need for him to be so easy to talk to and discuss now.

But even though he was very dissatisfied, he still nodded politely: "Please tell me."

"In the three months since you occupied Shanghai until now, you have blocked four batches of my goods and robbed two batches of medicines. You need to make up for this loss to me. Only in this way can I find out the truth from the French. There is a reason for contacting you. After all, I work for the French and I must have an explanation.”

Ichiro Muramoto was stunned, because the value of those things was too high, and they could do without making money, but after making money, it would be even more difficult to take them out. Although the special higher education courses are directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs and have a very high level, they don't have much money.

"Inspector Wang, please rest assured that we will definitely give you a satisfactory answer on this matter. However, my authority is not enough and I need to go back and discuss it again."

"Okay. When will my goods be delivered?"

"Your subordinates will be notified in the afternoon. Wish us a happy cooperation first?" Ichiro Muramoto used Lin Hongyuan's cup without disdain and raised his glass to invite Wang Yan.

"Don't be too happy. You should first think about how to satisfy the French."

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, and instead of clinking glasses with Muramoto Ichiro, he raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, then stretched out a hand towards him, signaling him to get out of here.

However, this little Japanese laughed loudly and suddenly raised his voice: "Inspector Wang, I leave everything to you. I'll take my leave."

Look, how bad this little Japanese spy is. He, Wang, is a celebrity, and now the captain has become a detective, which indicates that the Central Patrol Room has changed again. But this is not important, after all, no matter what, this detective must be him, and no one else can. The problem is that within two hours, everyone will know that he has dinner with a stranger and has reached some ulterior cooperation.

He had to lie. Once he lied, it would be inconsistent with the facts. As long as the Japanese sent someone to expose himself in the patrol room, he would be finished and could only be reduced to a marginalized person.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, there is no possibility of being believed again...

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