Spy War 1929

Chapter 21
In Da San Yuan Hotel, there was an endless stream of people coming in and out, all dressed in extraordinary clothes, coming and going, it was very lively.In a box inside, Fatty Jin and Zhu Runjiu sat at the table.There were delicacies from mountains and seas on the table, but neither of them cared.

Uncle Nine was wearing a silk Tang suit, holding a pipe in his hand, from which gray-white smoke drifted slowly from time to time, lingering in the box.Zhu Runjiu looks about 50 to [-] years old, with a bald head, and although he always has a smile on his face, it is a smile that makes people feel uncomfortable no matter how you look at it.Under his smile, it seemed that there was a knife with a hidden front hidden in it.

As for Fatty Jin, just like his name, his whole body exudes a kind of golden bar atmosphere of sudden wealth, and he looks fat and round.If Uncle Jiu is the kind of uncomfortable person who makes people feel palpitations, this fatty Jin is the kind who is so fat that he looks greasy enough.And in that small and narrow eye slit, at first glance, it seems that there is a shrewdness, but if you look closely, you feel that it should be a deep-seated stupidity, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Fatty Jin is holding a handkerchief in his hand. He is obviously a fat man, but he is holding orchid fingers that only delicate women have. He is completely a stupid heretic.Sitting next to him, Uncle Jiu frowned at his affectation.Rao is an old Jianghu like him, he really can't see Fatty Jin's appearance.

Is it really the right choice to cooperate with such an idiot to deal with Feng Jingyao?Uncle Jiu couldn't help rubbing the hand holding the pipe back and forth, his eyes narrowed again and again, a faint regret rose in his heart.

"Did you find the lost box of ammunition?" Frowning, holding back his disgust, Uncle Jiu asked Fatty Jin.This is what he really cares about. Compared with this, he can only endure Fatty Jin's disgusting appearance.

"I'm still looking for it. I said that before handing it over to us, he counted six boxes. But Akun only brought five boxes back from the boat, and the other box has never been found." Fatty Jin said, saying After finishing, the thick black eyeballs hidden in the narrow eye slits turned, and a shrewd and stupid look flashed across.

The two words are incompatible, but they are a perfect fusion in Fatty Jin.

"Uncle Nine, do you think it was a bad handle that hacked that box of goods, otherwise why haven't we found any information about it until now." Fatty Jin said.

Uncle Jiu looked up and down at Fatty Jin's chubby face, and felt extremely uncomfortable for a moment like a lump in his throat.The regret in my heart became more and more intense.

"It wasn't him. He told us about the six boxes of ammunition. If he wanted to blackmail the next box, there was no need to tell us that there were six boxes." Uncle Jiu resisted the urge to curse.Although this fat man is an idiot, an idiot is better at controlling him.

Fatty Jin waved his handkerchief, not very satisfied with this answer. He told him that there were six boxes at the beginning, but he told him under torture, so he dared not lie.But can it be the same now?

This old nine is being a detective and being confused. He acts like he thinks he has everything in his hands all day long.He has been investigating the ammunition for several days, but he has not found any clues. If it wasn't for the black handle, how could there be no trace left.

Ruankou can betray Feng Jingyao under the threat of his life, wouldn't he black out a box of ammunition under the temptation of profit!Fatty Jin thought in his heart.I feel a little dissatisfied with Zhu Runjiu in my heart.This old nine didn't do anything, he just knew how to talk.

Looking at Zhu Laojiu's shiny bald head, especially with the look of holding wisdom beads on his face, Fatty Jin couldn't help wondering if he had found the wrong partner.As a detective, he would lose his hair like this by investigating some trivial cases. Is it really appropriate to find Feng Jingyao for such a big matter?

Zhu Runjiu didn't know the rebellious thoughts in Fatty Jin's mind, and he was thinking about how to find the box of ammunition as soon as possible.They were Feng Jingyao's goods, and Li Wangqi had been looking for them these days.If the people from Feng's Chamber of Commerce find any clues, they will know that they have moved Feng Jingyao's goods.Then his position as deputy chief inspector may not necessarily keep his head.

Zhu Runjiu's backer was a foreigner, but Feng Jingyao knew as many foreigners as he did.If Feng Jingyao wanted to move him, it wouldn't necessarily take much effort.

Zhu Ruijiu had a clear understanding of himself. Although he dared to oppose Feng Jingyao, those methods were carried out secretly and must not be leaked.

The two discussed in the room, but outside, Chen Ledao stopped at the door of the box.He stood here for a while, thanks to his unusually developed sense of hearing, he heard everything that should be heard and what should not be heard.

"Li Wangqi" Chen Ledao showed a thoughtful look, and the blurred memory in his mind became clearer again.It's just that it's okay even if it's not clear now, the conversation he heard just now is enough for him to connect everything before and after.

The corners of his mouth curled up. He didn't expect to have such an unexpected joy at the dinner party hosted by Chief Inspector Ma.Back in his box, Inspector Ma and Xue Liangying had a happy chat.Although Chief Detective Ma is not comparable to Xue Liangying as a translator in terms of authority, Xue Liangying's value and status in the privileged department of the Political Department cannot be discussed in this way.

At the banquet, Inspector Ma and Chen Ledao exchanged cups from time to time.Xue Liangying is a person valued by Police Chief Fiore and has a bright future in the police force.He already knew from Xue Liangying just now that Chen Ledao entered the police station through Salli.To be able to have a relationship with Saarley, there must be a deep background.

Although he hasn't figured out the details of Chen Ledao yet, he has decided in his heart that Chen Ledao can never be just a friend of Miss Feng.What's more, if you think about it in another direction, how can you be an ordinary person to get so close to Feng Jingyao's daughter.

Using the pretext of drinking, Inspector Ma tried his best to bring the relationship between the two closer, "Translator Chen, don't call me Inspector Ma from now on, it's too ostentatious, we are all colleagues, from now on call me Lao Ma .”

Chief Inspector Ma blushed, holding a wine glass in one hand, and resting his hand on Chen Ledao's shoulder, drunkenly, calling Chen Ledao brothers and sisters.He got to where he is today by relying on Feng Jingyao, but it's over.If he wanted to go further up, even with Feng Jingyao helping him pave the way, it would not be so easy, he had to have connections in the police station.

The real high-level officers in the patrol room are all French, and the ones who have the final say are also French.Although Feng Jingyao said he was a tycoon in Shanghai, that was for the Chinese.In the eyes of foreigners, he is just a relatively powerful Chinese.

No matter whether it is the political minister Sarley or the police chief Fiore, if they are willing, Feng Jingyao can be their good friend. If they are not willing, then Feng Jingyao is just a Chinese to them, and there is nothing to be afraid of.No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot be an opponent with a strong ship and a sharp gun.

Xue Liangying and Chen Ledao, one is valued by Fiore, and the other is related to Sarley, no matter who they make friends with, it will be beneficial to his old horse.

The three walked out of the box, and when they passed by the box where Fatty Jin and the two were staying, there was no movement inside, and it seemed that they had already left.Xue Liangying and Chen Ledao didn't have a car, and Inspector Ma asked the driver to take them to their doorsteps one by one.When he was the only one left in the car, his drowsy and obsessed drunkenness disappeared completely, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Today's relationship seems to be quite successful.How could two young brats be his opponents?Humming a happy ditty, the driver sent him to his outhouse home.

The yellow-faced woman at home has become more and more angry, and he has to come here to revive the man's glory.

Back on his second floor, Chen Ledao stood in front of the window, the dim light outside the window shone on his face, adding a bit of mystery, and the deep gaze in his eyes flowed, making people wonder what he was thinking.

Hearing the conversation between Fatty Jin and Uncle Jiu outside the box today, he had an immature idea at that time, and now, he needs to perfect this immature idea.

"Ever since I met Ding Li that day and found out that Heng San was still alive, Chen Ledao has been thinking about how to get rid of Heng San. Because it is related to Feng Chengcheng, many people in Shanghai must have known about him after that incident. Maybe he doesn't care, but most of the time. heard his name.

"Although Hengsan can be killed quietly, such a method will never come to fruition. Feng Jingyao left the trouble of Hengsan to me. Thinking about it differently may not be a good thing." Chen Ledao said to himself, sounding plausible.

"Sooner or later, I will deal with people from all walks of life in Shanghai. I am young, newcomer, and have no background. Isn't this an excellent soft persimmon! Rather than being troubled by others in the future, it is better to kill the chickens and monkeys now, so that before they make trouble Think about the lessons learned from Hengsan."

Chen Ledao knew that not everyone could make a name for himself here, and now he didn't block people's careers, so no one troubled him.But if he wants to lay a foundation in Shanghai, this day will be unavoidable sooner or later.It is impossible for Feng Jingyao not to see something about Feng Chengcheng's attitude towards him.Leaving Hengsan to her may not have meant taking him into consideration.

If Hengsan's matter can be resolved gracefully, those caring people will no longer treat him as a brat who doesn't understand anything. If they meet him in the future, they will at least know that he is not easy to bully.He doesn't want to be like a pig and eat a tiger like those goofy novels in his previous life.Let those short-sighted people provoke him one by one.

There is no way, who let the concept of "no hair on the mouth, not firm work" circulate in China since ancient times, which is really not friendly to young people.

"Li Wangqi is in a hurry to find guns now. This time Ding Li and Xu Wenqiang don't have such a deep relationship, so Xu Wenqiang naturally has no clues about the guns. It must be difficult for Li Wangqi to find those guns." Chen Ledao's eyes were deep, and the outside The deep and distant night sky seemed to merge together.

"If I tell him that the gun is at Hengsan's place, he will believe it." I still remember that Li Wangqi in the TV series is just an idiot, a tool man who exists only to set off Xu Wenqiang's heroic determination.Although I don't know how it is in reality.However, this continuous contact with so many plot tasks may be a little different, but the overall situation is still the same.

Thinking of this, thoughts in Chen Ledao's mind quickly flowed, and soon he came up with a specific idea.

"It's not dark enough yet, wait a little longer," Chen Ledao looked up at the night sky, and sat on a chair to close the curtain and rest, constantly perfecting his speech when he went to see Li Wangqi tomorrow.

The third watch, also known as Zishi, commonly known as midnight, is from 23:00 today to 01:00 tomorrow.Chen Ledao once saw a poem in some book: "Open the door at three o'clock, and you will know the midnight change."He doesn't have much research on poetry, but he especially likes the word "change" in this poem.

The half-moon hangs high, and although the neon lights in the current city are not as good as those in the later generations, they are enough to illuminate the night sky.But Shanghai, the city that never sleeps in East Asia, already has a little style of later generations.After twelve o'clock, Chen Ledao pushed open the door, went out quietly, and went to the place where Ding Li lived.

(End of this chapter)