The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 105
Forty large yellow croakers are 12500 grams of gold.

It's not cheap, but when I think of a 6-square-meter store costing US$50, it feels like a much better deal.

"I heard that the shops in the French Concession are very expensive, even more expensive than this house. Is this true?"

Zhou Qinghe took the opportunity to ask this question. The price difference between the house and the shop was not 01:30, which was really puzzling.

The price of a 300-square-meter high-end villa is actually less than a quarter of a 50-square-meter shop.

The agent, Zhang Jincan, looked like he understood the outsiders, raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "The boss is a outsider, right?"

"Did you see it? What should I say?"

"Go buy a map of Shanghai and take a look. Shanghai is like a round cake with two cuts across the middle. The long strip in the middle is the concession.

Well, people from all over Shanghai and even the country and the world want to come to Shanghai to do business, so where can they find a place?
Of course it's a concession and it's safe, so the rent won't be cheap. "

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the road in the distance:

“Don’t say that a whole street like Xiafei Road is full of foreign brands.

Just say that in Shangxianfang behind Xiafei Road, people from Cantonese sell department stores, people from Northeast China sell leather goods, people from Ningbo sell hardware, and people from Northern Jiangsu open barber shops. The rents for small alley shops are still not cheap. "

Zhou Qinghe now understood why the shops were expensive. Shanghai had a port, and trade was rising across the country and even the world, and they all came to Shanghai to do business.

The concession is safe, and the first choice for shops is the concession. However, the concession area is so big, and with all the competition, it is no wonder that the shops are so expensive.

This is when businessmen all over the world are fighting to grab store space.

"But what about this house? It's not expensive in comparison, right?"

"Boss, that's not expensive for you."

Zhang Jincan said with a smile: "This is about the other two halves of the cake. The upper half is Zhabei and the lower half is Nanshi.

People who do business need to have a large flow of customers and be safe. The store is located in the concession. But you don’t have to live in the concession. You can do it in Zhabei South City.

The rent is so cheap. "

"Ow."

Zhou Qing and Quan understood and went to work as guerrillas.

"How much does the house outside cost?"

"It's cheap. Anyway, the cost of renting a small loft here is enough to rent a whole good house outside."

Understood, Zhou Qinghe lowered the price and finally negotiated for 38 large yellow croakers. The deal was almost done.

Zhang Jincan had negotiated a big deal, and he was also smiling happily. He took advantage of the victory and said: "Sir, I bought a house. Do you want a servant to help introduce you? Gardener, chef, maid, if there is a car, the driver can also help you find it." .”

"Being not."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jincan said, "Sir, I still want it. Shanghainese people care about style. You said you went out to meet your neighbors, but you didn't have any servants at home. You lost your fortune."

Zhou Qinghe glanced at him and chuckled and said, "I have people waiting for me in my hometown. They will follow me. There is no need to recruit more people."

"That's it. That's good. Then I'll contact the original landlord and sign the contract?"

"Okay, let's make arrangements."

Zhou Qinghe walked around the house casually, walked to the balcony and looked around, and found that the house was really good, with the floors far apart and good privacy.

But with what Zhang Jincan said just now, he finally understood why the houses here were relatively inexpensive.

If you want to maintain the dignity of a Shanghai boss living in a mansion, you have to spend money.

A servant, a chef, a security guard and driver, even if you just hire these three people, according to the salary level in the French Concession, you will have to spend at least 120 yuan a month.

The Landmark International Hotel only costs 5 yuan a day, and the money to hire a maid is enough to cover the whole year there.

The boss has a lot of money and is not stupid, so why not just stay in a hotel?
In other words, some big bosses who are very stylish, or a family, must live alone.

Or maybe it's Zhou Qinghe who, due to his status, lives in hotels every day and is surrounded by many people, so he won't have the convenience of his own single-family house when traveling.

This is the safest place in the French Concession, so you must buy it.

After finishing things here, Zhou Qinghe returned to the International Hotel to rest.

At noon the next day, Zhou Qinghe arrived at the appointed teahouse on time and waited for his subordinates to come and report.

The location is in the public concession.

Zeng Haifeng's home is also in a public concession. For convenience, he chose a residence in the border area.

In the past, the concession was not very big. After the British and Americans saw the benefits, they tried to expand the public concession and built houses little by little. Zeng Haifeng's residence was of this kind.

At the moment, Zhou Qinghe was staying on the second floor of the teahouse, leaning against the window, drinking tea and admiring the scenery of all nations downstairs.

The women in Shanghai are indeed fashionable, and the women in the concessions are also rich. Not to mention the dresses of foreign women, Chinese women's cheongsams are slit, their hair is permed and lightly powdered, and they walk beautifully tight.

At 11:55, 12 minutes before the agreed 5 o'clock meeting, Zhou Qinghe had already seen the team members.

Liu Kai, Wang Yong's subordinate, can be regarded as a kind of confidant. Zhou Qinghe watched several actions and found that Liu Kai was indeed smarter, bolder and more careful. Wang Yong sent him to protect Section Chief Zhou when he went out this time.

However, my eyesight may not be very good, so I looked around for the store name sign and walked straight in front of the teahouse.

Zhou Qinghe frowned slightly, condescendingly, and glanced behind Liu Kai.

Sure enough, there were two people behind him who pretended to be walking casually, but their steps were controlled very steadily, and their eyes never left Liu Kai's back.

"Why are you being targeted?"

I wanted to be the ghost behind the Black Dragon Society, but I didn't expect to be possessed by the ghost instead. This Black Dragon Society is quite difficult to deal with.

Zhou Qinghe did not rush into action. He drank tea and observed for a while. After confirming that there were only two people on the other side, he dropped five yuan on the table and went downstairs.

Along the way, a slender steak knife was taken from the dining table that had not been cleaned in time.

Right after the two.

Two people, it's noon, can't let each other make a sound, so as not to have their faces remembered, they have to be decisive in their actions and retreat quickly.

Zhou Qinghe followed the two people in front, followed Liu Kai's footsteps, and turned into the alley. Liu Kai was in front and the two of them were in the middle of the long alley.

Zhou Qinghe glanced around the alley, stepped forward quickly, and struck fiercely.

He stretched out his left hand, covered the mouth of the person on the left, and cut his throat with a horizontal knife!

When the blood spurted out, Zhou Qinghe took a quick step, jumped up suddenly, and thrust his knife from right to left into the neck of the person on the right!

Bang bang, two bodies fell to the ground.

"The rental community."

Zhou Qinghe said something to Liu Kai and passed him quickly.

Five minutes later, a beeping whistle sounded in the alley, and the police arrived.

At the concession entrance, the two of them met.

Liu Kai said happily: "I knew the section chief would definitely find it."

"What's going on?" Zhou Qinghe asked in a low voice.

Liu Kaima appealed and explained what happened.

He found nothing unusual when following Zeng Haifeng, and he did see someone following Zeng Haifeng, two people.

At the time agreed upon with Zhou Qinghe, he returned in advance to report and hailed a rickshaw to the public concession. At this time, nothing happened.

But when he got out of the car and paid, he cautiously glanced behind him with his peripheral vision and found that two rickshaws had also stopped.

He was still suspicious at first, but after entering the concession, he tried many times and used the corner of his eyes to confirm that he was being targeted.

So he walked directly in front of the agreed teahouse without entering, thinking that with the section chief's carefulness, he would definitely find it. If he didn't find it, he was going to do it himself, but he was not sure how many people there were.

Moreover, once someone kills someone in the concession and attracts attention, it will not be easy to escape.

Fortunately, the section chief arrived in time.

It can be regarded as a tacit cooperation.

"That means there are four people following Zeng Haifeng. Are these two here specifically to keep an eye on you?"

Zeng Haifeng sent a telegram to Shanghai. The other party guessed that the Secret Service would know that Zeng Haifeng had been targeted, and this was a deliberate fishing attempt to lure them into taking the bait.

"Yes, I suspect they are playing a game of mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind." Liu Kai guessed that these people wanted to find the person in charge this time, Zhou Qinghe, through him.

Zhou Qinghe thought for a moment and immediately said: "Let's go and kill the remaining two."

Liu Kai missed his appearance. If the secret agents are remembered for their appearance, they will not be able to do anything. These people must not be retained.

After calling two rickshaws, the two went straight to the surveillance point.

It is noon now, and Zeng Haifeng is working in the Shanghai District of the Secret Service, located on Huachang Road.

The Japanese were watching not far from the entrance of the Secret Service, while Liu Kai's people were watching further away.

The two got off the car at the corner. Liu Kai pointed to a black car in the distance, and Zeng Haifeng was following him in that car.

As for their people, one was drinking tea at a tea stall and three were sitting in a rented car.

"Section Chief, shall I ask them to do it together?"

"and many more."

Zhou Qinghe stuck his head out and looked at the cigarette sellers, shoe stalls, and fruit stalls at the entrance of the Secret Service, and stretched out his hand to stop him.

Zeng Haifeng has been targeted for more than a day or two, and the Secret Service has been targeted for even longer. I don’t know if there are any Japanese among these small businessmen and hawkers. If you attack rashly, you can kill people, but you can’t find them. This person and their appearance will also be remembered by those who are following them.

Zhou Qinghe thought for a while, and soon came up with an idea, and said to him: "You call in and go directly to Zeng Haifeng. Don't reveal our identities. Just say your surname is Gu and let him do it."

"Okay." Liu Kai nodded immediately, so that their people would not be exposed.

"Also, have your men surround both ends. Nine out of ten of the people at the door will have a problem. Someone may leave to report something later. If I give you a signal, you can arrest them."

"understood."

"After Zeng Haifeng arrested the man, he gave him a seat in the teahouse and asked him to wait for us there."

"Yes."

"Go."

After Zhou Qinghe gave his instructions, Liu Kai hurried away. Soon, the team members at the tea stall got up and started to wander, wandering to the front of the road.

Liu Kai, on the other hand, found a public phone and called the Shanghai District directly and asked the secretary's office to transfer him.

After a while, Liu Kai returned, nodded slightly to Zhou Qinghe, and stood not far away without approaching.

Five minutes later, the door to the Shanghai area of ​​the Secret Service suddenly opened, and more than 5 people rushed out. Led by a female captain, they turned left aggressively.

The target seemed to be moving forward, and the Japanese car did not dare to move, but they soon knew they were wrong.

When more than 20 people passed the car, they turned around and pulled out their guns. Bullets shot out from the more than 20 guns, forming a pincer attack from the left and right, ruthlessly penetrating the car door. , directly beat everyone inside.

If you strike harder, there will be no way to survive!
Zhou Qinghe pursed his lips. Zeng Haifeng was also angry, especially when he came out of the gate of the Secret Service. His little eyes were darting around, as if he wanted to find the voice of the person who reported the news. There was excitement on his face. smile.

But when he really didn't find Zhou Qinghe, he immediately turned his anger to the person who was following him.

He walked quickly to the smashed carriage and growled: "Fuck you, you dare to follow me, drag me out, and throw all the bodies to the dogs!"

"Yes!"

Zeng Haifeng was showing off his power over there, while Zhou Qinghe was looking at a bunch of vendors on both sides of the road. Not surprisingly, a newspaper seller looked at it for a while and then raised his head at a cigarette seller not far away.

"Selling cigarettes." As they continued to sell, people came closer and closer, and they actually headed towards the public phone Liu Kai used.

Liu Kai's eyes asked if he should take action. Zhou Qinghe shook his head slightly, and Liu Kai gave up.

"Let Zeng Haifeng handle these two people, and we won't show our faces. Let's go."

Zhou Qinghe walked a little further, took a rickshaw and returned to the restaurant.

At this moment, the murder case just now was already being discussed in the restaurant.

"Oh, it's broad daylight. Two living people are in the concession. They are really going to die."

"I heard that the two who died were Japanese."

"Really or not? Do Japanese people dare to kill anyone? And this is still in the concession."

"I don't know, this man is very brave. I heard that the Japanese are now trying hard to get the police to find the murderer. I heard that this murderer must be a very skilled man."

"You have the courage to kill the Japanese."

"Keep your voice down. Others may think you killed someone, but the Japanese heard it. Be careful of people taking revenge on you."

"Tsk, but it's really unsafe now."

"Who says it's not the case? This British-American concession is not as safe as the French. We still have to find a way to move into the French Concession."

"You're not Japanese, what are you afraid of?"

"What if there's a fight? We still have to move."

"It's not that simple. You can move it with just a touch of your tongue. It's so expensive."

Zhou Qinghe was still in the same position, continuing to observe the scenery outside the window on the second floor. Obviously, Zeng Haifeng was very anxious, and the people from Ma Liu rolled up.

When he saw Zhou Qinghe, he smiled as expected, but Zhou Qinghe made a shushing gesture and asked him to find a seat and sit down, and then watched what was going on downstairs.

It seemed that everything had been cleaned up. Except for the team members who came with Zeng Haifeng, Zhou Qinghe didn't see anyone else, so he nodded slightly to Zeng Haifeng.

Zeng Haifeng was so anxious to wait that he immediately came over with a smile: "I knew it was you as soon as I guessed it. If it was Gu Zhiyan, then he would have just walked in and told me. Haha, Qinghe, you miss me so much."

"Why are you so excited?" Zhou Qinghe rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Hurry up and sit down, you don't even know that you are being followed, how dare you talk to me? You're wasting two of my intelligence, two, Brother Zeng !”

"I didn't mean it." Zeng Haifeng was still aggrieved. He glanced outside and whispered: "It's not that I don't know that I'm being followed, but what do you think I can do? Alert the enemy?

If I kill them with one move, they will all know about it, and they may kill me with my backhand. If I can outrun the monk, I can also outrun the temple? "

At any rate, the other party is still just following. Zeng Haifeng will definitely not take action. He must think carefully about this matter. Killing one or two is useless. If he wants to kill, he must scare the Black Dragon Society so that they don't dare to follow. Again, the internal affairs must be dealt with. Find out the ghost, then change the office location and completely hide your whereabouts.

Otherwise, it doesn't make much sense whether to kill or not.

"Qinghe, thank you for coming to help me." Zeng Haifeng raised his tea cup and winked.

"I'm unlucky to meet you." Zhou Qinghe clinked glasses with him: "If someone else had received two pieces of information from me, the Black Dragon Society would have been buried long ago. If the Black Dragon Society hadn't been buried, I would have buried him. Your brother Zeng, I have to rush over to help."

"Hehehe, good brother." Zeng Haifeng chuckled, and the frustration of the past few days suddenly disappeared, "I will catch the wind for you tonight, and we two brothers will have a good meal."

"No." Zhou Qinghe raised his hand directly: "Now you are Zhang Mingpai among the Japanese. They know that you are the mayor of Shanghai District. There are thirty if not fifty people. Are you going to eat with me? I'm afraid of getting a belly full of bullets. ."

"It's not that exaggerated. There are good places. It's not the French Concession at all."

Everyone has come to Shanghai, how can Zeng Haifeng be embarrassed if he doesn’t treat them to a meal?

"No, I won't have more contact with you. You are too dangerous now. I am hiding it and you are exposing it. Let's dig out these people first."

"Okay, let's get down to business first." Zeng Haifeng raised his brows and said bitterly: "There is a mole in the station in my arms, and the deputy district chief is the mole."

"I'm not familiar with things in your district, so I won't care about it for now." Zhou Qinghe waved his hand slightly: "The source is still in the Black Dragon Club. You first arrest the newspaper owner and cigarette dealer outside your office, and put them on trial. , see if there are any clues."

"Sure?"

"You doubt my judgment?"

"I don't dare." Zeng Haifeng smiled and stood up: "Then I'll go right away, but where do you live and how can I contact you next?"

Zhou Qing and Wen Yan thought about it for a while. Although the person at the door would be dead soon, Zeng Haifeng's appearance was exposed, and there was still a possibility of being targeted later.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Two things, the first is to kill again at night.

After you deal with the spy later, the Japanese will probably send people to keep an eye on you when they receive the news. I will ask my subordinates to cooperate with you. As long as there are Japanese who are still keeping an eye on you, I will kill them again.

The second thing is, go to the International Hotel and book a room first. After confirming the room number, call here and tell me. I will keep an eye on the International Hotel for you in the evening. Go to your room and wait for me after get off work to make sure no one is following you. I'll find you again. "

Be prepared and stay safe.

"Okay, that's it." Zeng Haifeng also felt that this plan was feasible, "Then I'll leave first and see you in the evening."

"Well, let's go."

Zhou Qinghe picked up the tea cup and drank tea silently. Don't let him down, little Japan. He continued to stare and kill again when he came.

This Shanghai is not a Shanghai controlled by the Japanese, they are too rampant.

(End of this chapter)