spy sea tide life

Chapter 16 16. Do you need a reason to beat him?

When Qian Rufa saw Yang Denghuan enter the door, he forced a smile on his face full of flesh, and said loudly, "Denghuan is here! Damn it, don't let the day go by, another big case has occurred!"

"What case?" Yang Denghuan asked with a confused face.

"Last night, at the Dalehui Song and Dance Hall on Chongwenmen Street, there was a comprador of a foreign firm, what was his name... what..."

"Jiang Maocai." The thin monkey said from the side.

"Yes! Jiang Maocai! This kid was jealous of a young master and stabbed him!" Qian Rufa said.

"Stabbed?" Yang Denghuan asked.

"Stabbed to death!" Qian Rufa said.

"Ah! So ruthless!"

A car horn came out twice, and after a while, Qin Zhichao poked his head in from the door and asked, "Boss, the car is here, can we go now?"

Qian Rufa turned his face full of flesh to Yang Denghuan and said, "Deng Huan, I can't get away. He Laosan's case will have to be reported later! How well we handled this case! The report must also be well written, right? I don't worry about the others, so you can take it with you."

Qin Zhichao was taken aback, what do you mean?Let Yang Denghuan take him for a run?
Without waiting for Yang Denghuan to agree, Qian Rufa said loudly, "Xiao Qin, Da Zui, you two will follow Deng Huan to bring him back, bring two long guns, and be smart on the way."

When Qian Rufa said he brought two long guns, he meant to bring two uniformed police officers. Since they were issued with rifles, they were referred to as "long guns" for short in the bureau.

Wang Dazui readily agreed, got up and opened the drawer, grabbed the pistol and tucked it into his waist.

Mauser military pistol, Yang Denghuan recognized the pistol that Wang Dazui stuck in his waist, and also knew that this famous short gun had many other names.For example, box guns, shell guns, mirror boxes, speed machines...

Of course, what Yang Denghuan didn't know was that the Mauser that Wang Dazui tucked around his waist was not an imported one, but an imitation from the Beiping Firearms Factory, with only five bullets.

Qin Zhichao's face was very ugly, but he hummed and followed Yang Denghuan, without the joyful energy he had just now.

The car drove all the way, and drove straight into the courtyard of the Outer Third Branch Bureau, and a police officer who had been waiting at the door hastily greeted him.

Yang Denghuan saw that the police officer was holding a thin brown paper bag in his hand, and there was only a crooked stripe on his shoulder. He was obviously just a police officer like himself, so he couldn't help laughing to himself.

It seems that these grandchildren knew that both parties involved in the case were not easy to mess with, so they all hid, and specially found a police officer to handle the handover with them.

"You're from the Detective Division [-] of the General Administration, right?" The little police officer came forward to greet Yang Denghuan humbly.

"What case?" Yang Denghuan frowned and asked.

"It's all written in the file. Take your time when you go back. I don't know the details. The officers are all in a meeting." The little policeman felt a little embarrassed to say that, and his face blushed slightly.

"Where is the person? Shall we go in and pick it up?" Qin Zhichao got off the other side of the car and turned around to ask.

"No, it's ready, you just need to open the back door." The little police officer said hastily.

Qin Zhichao opened the back door, and the little policeman waved vigorously towards the office. Two policemen with guns on their backs carried a man walking quickly. The man was wearing a white suit, which was covered with mud at the moment, and half of his red tie was torn off. Only half of it was still hanging around his neck, looking quite embarrassed.

A sneer twitched from the corner of Yang Denghuan's mouth. This person must be Kenjiro Oshima, whose alias is Jiang Maocai!

Jiang Maocai struggled hard, hemuttered and muttered non-stop, he couldn't hear what he was muttering, his legs couldn't move forward, his feet were lifted off the ground by two policemen, and he dragged on the ground.

Yang Denghuan was a little puzzled, why didn't this guy shout when he was so capable of tossing around?Taking a closer look, Yang Denghuan felt like laughing, these people really had a way, a big mask blocked Jiang Maocai's mouth tightly.

"Used torture? Did he sit on a tiger stool? How do I think this guy's legs seem to be limping?" Yang Denghuan scolded with a frown on purpose.

The little policeman had a bitter expression on his face, and said with a mournful face: "Sir, don't be joking! Still using torture? It's about to turn the world upside down! Since we arrested him yesterday, we've been tossing and tossing for a whole night! Good guy, you can really make a fuss!"

Yang Denghuan tilted his head to look at Jiang Maocai, took the kraft paper bag handed over by the policeman, pulled out the file, compared it with the photo above, looked at Jiang Maocai with a half-smile, then looked at the guilty policeman, then smiled and said: "As long as the person is right, the errand is over, get in the car!"

Wang Dazui opened the back door of the police car, and two police officers with long guns jumped out, pushing Jiang Maocai into the car.

Jiang Maocai struggled hard, but refused to give in. The little police officer was nice, and when he saw this, he came over and said, "Why don't I call some people over to help you, and let's carry him up?"

Yang Denghuan sneered, looked at the unconvinced Jiang Maocai, reached out and took out the baton from his back waist, with a smile on his face, he slapped Jiang Maocai fiercely.

Snapped!
The baton smashed past Jiang Maocai's ear and hit Jiang Maocai's neck. Jiang Maocai screamed in pain.

Yang Denghuan raised his baton again, Wang Dazui was startled, and quickly grabbed his hand to wink.

"Yes, yes, you have to hit people where you can't see." Yang Deng happily took off the long gun from the policeman's shoulder, and the butt of the gun fell down hard, hitting Jiang Maocai's toe, causing him to scream again in pain.

Yang Denghuan grabbed Jiang Maocai's hair, pulled him towards him hard, and stared at him hatefully, Jiang Maocai's eyes showed a hint of timidity.

"Bastard, do you know how much you have delayed me! The second dragon horse will win! You will win! Where do you tell me to bet! Tell me where to bet..."

Yang Denghuan shook Jiang Maocai's head vigorously, and after finishing the last note, he slammed Jiang Maocai's head against the wall of the car with all his might, and then said fiercely, "Now you get in the car honestly, or I will treat you as an escapee, and I will kill you here!"

Unexpectedly, after Yang Denghuan yelled, Jiang Maocai got into the car obediently, and Yang Denghuan followed him.

"Deng Huan..."

"Don't worry about me, I'll look at him! I'll beat him up if I'm not honest!" Yang Denghuan said relentlessly as if he wanted to find Jiang Maocai's fault.

Jiang Maocai didn't say a word along the way, just bowed his head in silence. Yang Denghuan sat opposite him with a sneer on his face.

All Jiang Maocai's actions, whether it was struggling just now or being honest now, are all acting. They are nothing more than showing that he is just a comprador of a foreign firm, a rich ordinary person, who just accidentally killed someone by accident.

Since it's a performance, why don't you cooperate a little bit?What's more, this grandson is at least a second devil. It's not too much to beat him up to vent his anger, right?

Since you are acting, you have to act enough, otherwise the audience will not agree!Yang Denghuan decided to wait until he got back to the police station, and then beat the bear again, to vent his anger.

Anyway, the rich captain is taking care of everything, so what are you afraid of!Even if Captain Qian didn't know the truth, wouldn't there be Cao Youguang? It would be a good thing to cause Cao Youguang some trouble.

Looking at Jiang Maocai's honest appearance, Yang Denghuan thought it would be difficult to find another reason to beat him.He looked up and down Jiang Maocai maliciously, Jiang Maocai seemed to feel it too, and deliberately trembled slightly, as if terrified.

Yang Denghuan looked at Jiang Maocai's appearance of being in need of a beating, and thought again in his heart, does he need a reason to beat him?

(End of this chapter)