Chapter 619 Qi Si

"Sir, believe me, I really didn't help the Japanese to harm you. I just came here yesterday afternoon, cleaned up the house and went back early. I really don't know when the Japanese came to install these things."

Looking at the monitoring device pulled out of the phone, Aunt Li stood beside her at a loss and explained to Wang Yan, who was sitting on the sofa with a sullen face and smoking with his legs crossed.

"Aunt Li, I know you two are honest people and won't lie. Look at your hands, your thighs are almost swollen, right?" Wang Yan shook his head: "Let me guess, are they Japanese? Have you arrested your son? They say that your son is a Red Party member and an anti-Japanese element. If you cooperate with them, you can save your son's life and avoid physical suffering. "

College students at this time were basically progressive intellectuals and serious patriotic young people, who had always been the main group of people that the Red Party fought for. So basically, many college students have participated in various propaganda activities and become peripheral members of the Red Party. Then he slowly developed into an activist, and then someone introduced him to join the party and join the team to resist Japan and save the country.

Therefore, the Japanese don't bother to deal with those twitchy college students, because most of them are peripheral members and don't know any useful information at all. Every day they would only produce some anti-Japanese tabloids that promoted the Red Party's ideas, and recruit people from everywhere to preach to others. The Japanese basically don't care much, they just catch two batches if nothing happens, clean them up and scare them. Their main purpose is to send special agents to participate and catch the red party members who develop peripheral members.

Like Aunt Li's son, the situation is naturally similar, and he can be caught accurately. Of course, even if Aunt Li's son did not participate in any activities, the Japanese would arrest him if he should, and he would definitely not be able to escape.

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Aunt Li sat down on the ground and began to wipe her tears: "The Japanese are not a thing. They beat my son half to death, saying that he was an anti-Japanese activist. They asked me to tell them everything you said and did. , and said that if I disobey, my son will be beaten to death. I can’t help it, sir.”

"Okay, stop crying. It was the Japanese who beat your son, not me. Now the Japanese have turned my house upside down and installed monitoring devices everywhere. I didn't even cry. You started crying first. ?”

Wang Yan waved his hands impatiently, and waited until Aunt Li stopped crying, then continued: "Speaking of which, it is true that I was involved in causing your son to be captured and beaten by the Japanese. Is he still in the hands of the Japanese?"

Aunt Li nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice: "They put him in jail, beat him all over, and didn't give him medicine or medical treatment. My son has been weak since he was a child, how can he survive this crime?" ah……"

"Okay!" Wang Yan shouted softly, took out the money from his wallet and put it on the table: "Although you are innocent, you can't work with me anymore after something like this happened. Just go, you I will take care of my son's matter. Let him go home tonight. It's impossible for you to ask the Japanese to pay for it. Wait until your son goes back to see a doctor and get medicine."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, thank you, Mr. Wang..." As Wang Yan waved impatiently, Aunt Li quickly ran to pack her things and leave.

Wang Yan is a well-known ruthless person, and he has killed countless people. It's good that she can be safe. She just wants to go home now and wait for her son to come back. The Japanese are too bad and beat them too hard...

It seems that from ancient times to the present, from the center to the west, the places where people are interrogated and tortured have been dark and damp basements. The purpose is to rely on this environment to attack the person who is being tortured mentally. Most people will always think of a lot of bad things in this kind of place, scare themselves, and say everything after a while.

Naturally, the arresting room also has a basement, which is specially used for holding and interrogating prisoners. The two Japanese monitors were here. When Wang Yan came, they had been beaten to a pulp.

Wang Yan was not interested in asking questions. These two little Japanese didn't know so many things. Even if he wanted to know other information, unless he had made up his mind to kill these two people, in fact, even if he wanted to Even if these two Japanese were killed, he would not be able to interrogate them in the arresting room to obtain information.

After seeing the two Japanese people dying, Wang Yan went upstairs to the inspector general's office and knocked on the door. After receiving permission, he started working and walked in. He faced behind the desk, wearing glasses and looking elegant. The foreign devil saluted: "Inspector General Mitchell."

This elegant-looking man is called Steven Mitchell. He is in charge of three detectives and will be Wang Yan's direct leader from now on. When he arrived, Mitchell informed someone that he wanted to see him.

As expected, Mitchell asked: "Wang, I heard before that the two people you captured were Japanese spies, spying on you next door to your house?"

"Yes, not only that, they even sent people to search every inch of my home yesterday, and then installed the monitoring device." Wang Yan nodded, with a gloomy face: "If there hadn't been a boy passing by and saw something suspicious, People come in and out and come to me to claim credit. I don’t dare to think about what I will do in the future. My nanny’s son was caught and threatened by the Japanese. He asked the nanny to listen to the Japanese. It was not that he wanted me to die, but he just gave the nanny an order. That’s it.”

Mitchell shook his head and sighed: "The Japanese are indeed vicious. It seems that they don't trust their cooperation with you, otherwise they wouldn't control your nanny, search your home, and monitor you. How are you going to deal with it? "

"There is no other way. We are still making money from the Japanese. It is impossible to fall out with them. The loss would be too great. Maybe we can make another sum of money with the Japanese."

"Wang, you are a sincere police officer in the patrol room. If you encounter such a situation, the entire patrol room and even the public security bureau are behind you. Don't be afraid of those damn Japanese monkeys, they don't dare to do anything to you."

Wang Yan could clearly see that the foreign devil was relieved when he heard that he was not going to escalate the situation, and what he said was so high-sounding. Damn it, he was obviously afraid of falling out with the Japanese and affecting his ability to make money, yet he spoke so righteously.

"Oh, thank you, thank you to the great France." Wang Yan looked proud and saluted the foreign devil again: "I will definitely not make it easy for the Japanese."

"King, you have full authority to handle this matter."

"Yes, sir." Wang Yan nodded, turned around, left the office and went downstairs. When he reached the second floor, he was blocked by Chen Jiangliu again.

"What's going on, Ayan?"

"That's it. Damn it, I cooperated with the Japanese, but they didn't trust me. Not only did they search my house, they also arranged for people to stay in the empty house next to my house and monitor me nearby. Detective, You did the right thing and should leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible."

"Japanese people are suspicious. They never trust others. You will have a lot of troubles in the future." Chen Jiangliu laughed happily and patted Wang Yan on the shoulder: "Okay, I won't delay your business, old man, go ahead. ”

Looking at the old man's back with his hands behind his back and humming a song, Wang Yan shook his head and smiled. He didn't even know that his death was coming, but he still laughed at him. It was really interesting.

On the first floor, before he could return to the office, another Xiaohua officer came up and said: "Captain, there is a man named Meng Chunping, who is said to be an old friend of yours. He wants to meet you, so he is waiting outside our yard. "

"No rush, I'll go back and have some tea first."

Wang Yan really drank tea for a while, even read the newspaper for a while, and then followed Fang Yuantu and Zhang Xian who came over to care about the situation. They dealt with it for a while, and after grinding for a long time, he put on his coat, held a cigarette in his mouth, and walked out of the building with a cold face. He walked towards Ichiro Muramoto, who had been standing at the door for a long time.

"Is this how the Japanese treat their partners?"

Ichiro Muramoto had a spirit of craftsmanship. He bowed and nodded his apology: "I'm sorry, Inspector Wang. It was our fault that we frightened you."

"You should understand that sorry is the weakest word in the world. What happened has already happened, what's the use of saying sorry? What I want now is a solution. Tell me how you plan to solve it."

"I heard that you want to buy a big house and have to answer to the French, so how about I ask you to transport the medicines two more times? The French transport medicines in tons every time. I don't need to say more, you should know that. How much is the value of two trips of medicine, this is our sincerity.”

Ichiro Muramoto already knew the whole thing. He never expected that such a careful arrangement would be discovered by a young man the next day and reported to Wang Yan. As a result, they had no news of it. When I arrived, I was blocked there and caught in the act. This was a big embarrassment.

They knew that Wang Yan liked money, but if they were asked to give him money directly, it would definitely be impossible. So just like the previous compensation, we still let them sell medicine. Although this is what they have been selling before, they have the soldiers in their hands and the land and water transportation routes are also under their control. They can only sell it if they say it.

Wang Yan pondered for a long time, threw away the cigarette butt, and raised three fingers: "Three times."

"Okay." Ichiro Muramoto said, "Well, Inspector Wang, now that we have reached cooperation again, can we forget about the past? Can the two people in your hands also be released?"

"Where's my nanny's son?"

"Inspector Wang is so tolerant. Your nanny betrayed you, and now you still speak for her."

"It's not tolerance, it's just that I'm a nostalgic person. She has worked for me for several years. You guys are really worthless. You kidnapped someone's son, insisted that they are a red party, and threatened the nanny to spy on me."

Muramoto Ichiro shook his head and smiled. The winner and the loser will naturally say what they say. He nodded and said: "Let him go when he returns."

"The two of you were injured during the arrest. Is there no problem?"

"It's all as it should be."

"That's good. To be honest, I don't want to embarrass you. Just this time, if there is another time, I don't want to be against you. Then I, Wang, will not be able to hang out in Shanghai in the future. ”

"It's all our fault, Inspector Wang. Don't worry, I promise it won't happen again."

Ichiro Muramoto had a humble smile on his face, but his attitude was "yes, yes, yes". He was still dissatisfied and thought he had just been discovered...

Wang Yan waved his hand and ignored Little Japan. He turned back to the prison building and asked people to send the two Japanese out.

After a while, two half-dead bloody gourds appeared in front of Ichiro Muramoto. He just frowned, confirmed that the people were still alive and had superficial wounds, turned around, got in the car and left.

After encountering such a thing, it is understandable that Wang Yan punished these two people severely and vented his anger.

From two cars on the roadside, six or seven people in uniforms got out, came over and helped the two Japanese dogs who were on the ground like dead dogs into the car, and left...

This incident ended here. Actually, Wang Yan didn't want to do anything. After all, they were not opponents of the same level, so there was no fun. He just wanted to let the Japanese suffer a loss openly, and then remove all those disgusting arrangements, so that the Japanese would be afraid to search his house secretly and install monitoring devices in his house.

And they did get benefits. Although the Japanese did not allow them to transport medicines, they would definitely transport them secretly, but the difference was too much compared to the amount sent in openly, and it was not at the same order of magnitude. The French were happy, and he was happy too, and everyone made money. Although they had been making this money before, there was nothing they could do, after all, the situation was different.

He went upstairs and reported to the foreign devils one by one. It was time to get off work in the evening. He was frightened today and just embarrassed the Japanese. It was obviously not a good time to go out and have fun. So after finding a restaurant to have dinner, he went back home to rest early...

The next day, Wang Yan drove to the door and saw the boy from yesterday, dressed up like a man, and saluted him with a smile.

He parked the car, waved to the boy, and then went to the office, poured hot water to make tea, poured a cup for the boy, and then lit a cigarette and smoked: "You performed well yesterday."

"That's right, I have been acting since I was a child, otherwise I would have been beaten to death. I'm not saying, Brother Yan, your acting skills are not up to standard, it looks too fake."

This is the boy who the beggar gang risked their lives to stick together, and who stole the bag of Egg's wife a few years ago. His name is Qi Si, which means nothing else, just the surname Qi, the fourth in line. His father smokes opium, his mother has a serious illness, and he came from Jiangsu to beg for food just for the Shanghai dream of this era.

At this time in Shanghai, there are also many legends about who became rich overnight, became a Shanghai tycoon, and what glorious deeds he did. When it spread to other places, it became more and more outrageous. This also led to many people leaving their homes and hometowns to come to Shanghai to seek wealth with a yearning for success.

This is the case with Qi Si. Even though he is begging, he can get more food in Shanghai than in other places, and the money is big. Fortunately, he met Wang Yan, otherwise this little guy with high eyebrows and eyes would have died long ago.

In recent years, he listened to Wang Yan's words and organized little beggars to take jobs together to make money. In addition to Wang Yan's occasional relief, they are all living well.

Qi Si is sixteen this year, and he is not young anymore. He can't just scare people with a butcher knife all day long. He has to find something to do. So he took this opportunity to get him by his side.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "That's because you know everything. No matter how you look at it, it's fake. But it can't be more real when others see it."

"Brother Yan, what should I do in the future? What about my brothers and sisters?"

"Why? They can't live without you? Can't do anything? Of course, it will be the same as before."

"Then I'm worried."

"I have three jobs. One is to guard the gate at home, one is to drive me, and the other is to go to the warehouse. You can choose."

"How about I drive you? This way I have more free time and can go back to see them."

Wang Yan shook his head: "You should keep a distance from them in the future. Just give them some money occasionally. Since yesterday, you should have been investigated by the Japanese. God. You haven't mentioned me to those kids in these years, right?"

"Not a word."

"My previous nanny, because she cleaned the house for me every day and was closest to me, the Japanese caught her son and beat him half to death, and asked the nanny to monitor me. So once you show your closeness to those kids, believe me, they will end up in a miserable situation."

"Brother Yan, I will listen to you." Qi Si shuddered, then laughed and said, "Brother Yan, I have to be equipped with a gun to be your driver, right?"

Wang Yan opened the drawer and took out a Browning pistol and two magazines from it: "There is a shooting range in the backyard, go out and find someone to take you to practice shooting, and just say I let you do it."

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