The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 146 Crisis
In the evening, Zhou Qinghe took Zhuang Hui to dinner.

"Is this a casino?"

Zhuang Hui saw Casino No. 181 for the first time and was shocked by its luxurious appearance. She was even more shocked by Zhou Qinghe's choice of date place.

I’ve heard of people eating steaks in Western restaurants, but I’ve never heard of people coming to casinos to have a big meal.

"There are three types of people in the concession: the police, the Youth Gang, and the Japanese. To open a casino here requires at least the strength of two gangs. The top forces are already here, so why can't we have delicious food?"

Zhuang Hui nodded with some understanding and said half-convinced, "How delicious is it?"

"The palace chef."

Zhou Qinghe and Zhuang Hui walked in. It was already dinner time and the casino was quite busy.

Zhou Qinghe walked directly to the bar and knocked on the table at the bartender: "Is Mr. Zhang here?"

"Here you are." The bartender obviously didn't recognize Zhou Qinghe.

"Zhou Qinghe, if you call him, just say I'm here to help you."

The bartender swept off Zhou Qinghe's suit, said hello with a smile, and made a call. When the person asked for his name, the bartender looked at Zhou Qinghe and his smile became obviously more cheerful.

"Wait a moment, Mr. Zhang will be down soon."

While talking, the bartender took out two bottles of extremely precious drinks.

"Sir, ma'am, American product, Coca-Cola."

Hiss, don't tell me, Zhou Qinghe really wouldn't be interested if this was something else, but this Coke is really rare.

Glass bottle with 'cocacola' in the middle.

Happy water, double happiness.

"Hahahaha, brother Zhou, why are you here today?" After drinking happy water, Zhang Xiaolin's figure walked out of the elevator.

With one glance, Zhang Xiaolin glanced at Zhou Qing and Zhuang Hui beside him.

"Who is this?"

"Miss Zhuang, I'll bring her here for a meal. No restaurant in Shanghai can compare to your private chef here."

"Hahaha, that's it, walk around, eat and chat."

Things have to be made fresh, and top chefs have to prepare them carefully. Zhou Qinghe and Zhang Xiaolin were talking about things. As for Zhuang Hui, Zhang Xiaolin asked Miss Zhuang to grab a handful of chips and play casually.

If he loses, it's his, if he wins, he takes it all away.

The two of them drank tea with their legs crossed and chatted about business first.

"I asked the Germans to ask. In just these two days, the ship equipped with the machine will be able to reach Wusongkou."

When it comes to a million-dollar business, Zhang Xiaolin is still very concerned about it.

These days, there are commercial radio stations on the shipping seas, so communication is not a problem.

"I went to see the factory two days ago, and it seems to be a little bit worse." Zhou Qinghe asked after taking a sip of tea.

Zhang Xiaolin waved his hand: "It's a small matter. Didn't you know when the machine would arrive before? I have hired more people today and asked them to rush the work. They will do it for me 24 hours a day, and I guarantee that it will be completed within two or three days."

"That's good." Zhou Qinghe smiled and complimented: "In the concession, there is really nothing that Brother Zhang can't do. If we find someone else, it will never be so smooth."

"Hahaha, our family doesn't speak the same language." Zhang Xiaolin squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Whether we can make money in the future will depend on brother Zhou's medical skills. By the way, I don't have the name, even if I make this thing, I can sell it. It’s not moving, is it?”

"Haha, there is one more thing." Zhou Qinghe said: "I have something to ask my brother for help. I want to find something for her to do. She said she wants to be a policeman. Brother, see if you can help me. busy."

Zhou Qinghe told her about the conflict with her family.

"It's a trivial matter." Zhang Xiaolin agreed immediately, thought for a while and said, "How about I arrange for her to go to the French Concession to be the deputy director? Any house arrester will just get money, and she can join that class if she wants to, or if she doesn't want to. Absolutely no one cares. If you are interested in investigating the case, you can enjoy it. If you are not interested, just call him and go shopping with Brother Zhou."

Zhou Qinghe almost spit out a mouthful of tea. How much did the Frenchman charge Zhang Xiaolin?
"Is it appropriate?"

I can help the deputy director. Although he is not directly in charge of the household registration department, he can also be in charge of it. The official level is overwhelming. This actually makes no difference and is more useful.

"Why is it inappropriate?"

Zhang Xiaolin waved his hand casually: "These French people don't care about themselves, they just want to make money. Do you think they are really interested in playing for the Chinese and praying for the people?

Whether the concession is not peaceful or not, and whether any violations can be investigated depends on our Youth Gang.

Our Qinggang is peaceful and the world is at peace.

Otherwise, according to Yuesheng's words, whoever dares not to give face to the Qinggang, regardless of whether he is French or Japanese, in three days, we will cut off water and food in the entire concession, and no one will have food! "

Arrogant and majestic, Zhou Qinghe gave a thumbs up.

He really believed this. They were just a bunch of poor people who had eaten their last meal. If they made trouble, the master above the concession would definitely not be able to bear it.

"Brother, why else do you think there is a Chinese person in every police station who is at least the inspector general level?" Zhang Xiaolin sat with a stupefied smile on his face: "In the investigation of the case, it depends on whether our Qing Gang will allow it. Let Cha.”

"Okay, then I'll leave it to my brother." Zhou Qinghe clasped his hands in a fist and held a Jianghu salute.

"We don't talk about this between us. I saved my life. If the French hadn't wanted to save face, I would have made you the director." Zhang Xiaolin smiled.

"Forget it, a woman doesn't have this ability." Zhou Qinghe gave up as soon as he was satisfied.

"Can I play mahjong?"

"how?"

"I happened to form a bureau in the evening. Lu Liankui, the inspector-general of the public concession, and Frenchman Edward, the director of the Mailan Police Station, introduced them to my younger siblings. From now on, my younger siblings will also be members of the police. If there are any cases to be investigated, just contact them directly. Communication is all about friends, just a few sentences.

You might as well just arrange to go to Mailan's capture room and let's talk about it. "

Playing mahjong is a gift of money, and of course it costs money to arrange positions.

Zhang Xiaolin didn't accept the money, nor did he mention it, but if he really couldn't tell, then Zhang Xiaolin would have no choice but to act on his behalf.

But Zhou Qinghe naturally couldn't be such an idiot. Otherwise, why would Zhang Xiaolin directly name the French director of Mailan's house to play mahjong?
Each of these positions has a lot of money to be made. Even if you don't work, the money you deserve will not be less.

Zhou Qinghe was not good at playing cards and went out losing [-] US dollars.

Zhang Xiaolin knew that Zhou Qinghe didn't understand the price of the position, so at this point he said that there was another businessman coming, so why not give up his seat and let them play. When Zhou Qinghe received the message, he made an excuse to go back to bed early with the woman.

Harmony and beauty, everyone is happy.

in the hotel.

Zhou Qinghe could only deal with Zhuang Hui for one night.

"You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa."

Zhang Xiaolin sent a car to take them back, so leaving seemed too deliberate.

And after such a big thing is accomplished, the woman is inexplicably excited, and it is normal for her to have a heated exchange with her lover.

Otherwise, why would a man spend so much money?
"Am I the second-in-command of Mailan's police force?" Zhuang Hui was shocked by Zhou Qinghe's energy and couldn't believe that she had become a big shot in the French Concession just after arriving.

In the concession, every patrolman in the patrol house is a person with the power of life and death. A second-in-command is a real big shot.

We were promised to lurk, but this was very different from what we imagined.

This boss's energy is not ordinary.

Zhou Qinghe looked at her expression and chuckled: "It's all an exchange of interests. Without the help of Zhang Xiaolin from the Qing Gang, you can't get this position with only ten thousand dollars. Only others will help you."

Zhuang Hui nodded, her family's businessmen obviously understood this.

"How about you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the sofa?"

Zhuang Hui was really embarrassed to let her boss sleep on the sofa.

She didn't dare think that women had to enjoy preferential treatment. With this idea, she wouldn't think about becoming a soldier.

Besides, I am the superior.

"No need, sleep peacefully."

Zhou Qinghe lay down on the sofa and said, "Go to the police station to report to Edward tomorrow. Your next task is to master the household registration department as soon as possible. If you really can't master it, you have to figure out the household registration process and find a way to make documents and stuff them in."

In addition, there must be someone in the household registration department selling ID cards. Don’t limit your sights to your own police station. Other police stations should also find ways to establish relationships and find out channels for other police stations to sell ID cards. You will definitely use them when the time comes. . "

"Understood, I'll get familiar with it as soon as possible."

"Invite people to your villa when you need them, and live a good life. Shanghainese people believe in sending people, and your man is also rich. Don't do things that cost you your status. Eat well, wear good clothes, and then buy a car."

"Then will I spend money?"

"Just spend it and get it back when the time comes."

The next morning, three o'clock.

It's still dark in Nanshi, and the lights in the cells of the police station are still on.

Takeuchi Miki hates it so much!
These police officers are so destructive!

I've long heard that the Secret Service has many tricks, that's what an agent should be.

But the Secret Service did not reveal his identity, and it was the police who were always greeting him.

The police should be average, right?

He thought it wouldn't be a problem to resist for a day, but things were far beyond his expectations.

These policemen were really bad. At first they asked him nicely, but then they started to add spices when they saw that he didn't open his mouth.

"Are you Japanese? Do you want to see the ambassador? Wait a moment, I will report right away."

The policeman agreed and gave him a serving of rice and sashimi for him to eat first.

Takeuchi was still thinking at that time that these policemen did not dare to deal with the Japanese. If the Secret Service did not come, he would not be able to give his confession?

He soon realized that he had thought too much.

He took a bite of the meat on the rice and frowned: "What kind of meat is this?"

The policeman said with a smile: "Good thing, there are a lot of these things in the cell. I heard that you really like to eat sashimi, so I caught them specially and sliced ​​them myself." Takeuchi spat out the acidic water at that time.

Then the policeman forced him down and stuffed him down: "I'll stuff you up every time you vomit!"

"I will definitely sue you to the embassy!" Takeuchi said while vomiting.

However it didn't work.

The policeman smiled and said playfully: "Do you have any evidence? I didn't beat you, and I entertained you with delicious food and drinks. What are you accusing me of?"

Takeuchi was so upset that he vomited!

When I think about that stuff, it's impossible to eat it.

Next came the highlight. When the police saw that interrogating him had no results, they threw him directly into a cell. There were seven or eight people in a cell, all dressed in rags.

Takeuchi began to think again, this was not a desperate situation, there was no chance to speak.

Takeuchi was thinking about causing some trouble, such as beating up the people inside to make these people angry.

But I thought too much.

Eight ragged men saw him coming in and forced him into a corner.

Then he started touching him.

"Thin-skinned and tender meat, you can tell by looking at it that you will eat well and sleep soundly."

"How tight this must be."

"You guys haven't seen any meat for a while, have you?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

As soon as Takeuchi heard these words, he got goosebumps!
Those hands touching his body and taking off his clothes were really unbearable!
too disgusting!

Takeuchi starts the fight!
A dozen police officers finally had a reason to take action.

After all, they are Japanese. Whoever strikes first is very important. Take photos and leave evidence.

It was Takeuchi who beat eight scrawny Chinese in ragged clothes in the cell, resulting in two of them being beaten to death on the spot.

The interrogation begins.

It's heavy handed right from the start.

Jiang Wen needs to seize the time, finish the prelude, and go directly to the whole process. The police station's equipment does not have an electric chair, but there is no shortage of other tiger benches and pepper water.

The procedures for interrogating spies were followed completely. As for Jiang Wen, even if the person was killed afterwards, Jiang Wen did not care. Takeuchi himself caused trouble in the cell and was beaten to death by his fellow inmates. Who can blame him?

The shrill screams rang out, and Takeuchi was tortured for the first time in his life. Only then did he realize how delicious eating rat meat is.

This is simply not something that people can resist!
After only 5 minutes, he wanted to open his mouth.

But he had to resist. He obviously wanted to say it, but he couldn't act too easily.

After carrying it for 6 hours, he couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't resist for a whole day. He felt like he was going to die.

At three o'clock in the morning, Takeuchi spoke on the torture rack.

"I say."

"The head of the North China Secret Service and the Prince of Japan are coming to Shanghai.

His Excellency the Prince likes Chinese antique porcelain. Chairman Mitsui wanted to send some gifts to the Prince, so he sent me to collect them. "

Jiang Wen was shocked by the news: "When?"

"Ten o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. North Railway Station."

"the day after tomorrow?"

"I don't know if it's past 12 o'clock. If it's past [-] o'clock, it will be tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

Jiang Wen's eyelids twitched and she was shocked. She couldn't forget the process and started asking many questions.

"How would you, the Black Dragon Society, know that two big shots are coming to Shanghai? Are you lying to me?"

"Because one of the investors behind our Black Dragon Society is His Highness the Prince's consortium."

The reasons sound reasonable.

"What are they doing here?"

"I don't know that. The president didn't tell me."

"How do they pick people up?"

"I don't know that either."

Jiang Wen tortured him several times and got similar answers.

This matter was very important and she had to report it immediately.

He immediately returned to his base and called Liu Kai's team in the concession.

This unusual move was captured by the Japanese.

Mitsui was extremely excited. In the middle of the night, Jiang Wen could contact a fixed phone point, and immediately mobilized resources to search. However, his subordinates had not yet been assigned to the phone company, so the search must find someone willing to collect money.

There would be accidents when trying to bribe new people from the phone company in the middle of the night. In order to prevent accidents, Mitsui decided to spend money to continue to bribe the last person to get the specific address after going to work in the morning.

Don't be anxious. The more critical the moment, the less anxious you are. Only those who have cooperated with each other before will be better. Otherwise, no one will know who they are coming into contact with?

No rush, there's still time
Members of Liu Kai's team received Jiang Wen's request for an emergency call and immediately informed Liu Kai to contact Jiang Wen.

Liu Kai responded to the call and did not dare to neglect after learning the situation. He immediately went to the room to look for Zhou Qinghe, but Zhou Qinghe was not there.

He chose to hang out his white underwear while waiting for Zhou Qinghe to show up at the hotel, ready with both hands.

dawn.

Zhou Qinghe returned to the hotel and met Liu Kai.

"What? The head of the North China Secret Service came to Shanghai?" Zhou Qinghe was also shocked by the news.

This is an old rival. All the spies in Nanjing were sent by this guy.

"It's tomorrow." Liu Kai quickly reported: "Jiang Wen confirmed that it will be at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, but she doesn't know the specific method of the connection. She guessed that the Japanese Military Police Headquarters will pick them up. After all, the level of the Black Dragon Club is still a bit low."

"You're so brave!"

Since this person is coming to Shanghai, Zhou Qinghe must of course implement the elimination plan.

But they didn't have this person's portrait, they only knew the arrival time, which made it more difficult to find this person. It was very difficult to find a way to find this person's whereabouts in one day.

He looked at Liu Kai and ordered: "We must assassinate him, and find his whereabouts from the Japanese."

"It's impossible for the Japanese not to provide protection for these two big shots. You notify Jiang Wen and send personnel to watch the train station and the military police headquarters to see if there is any abnormal movement.

Then they sent out manpower to lurk around the train station, making judgments based on the Japanese's reaction. The Japanese's eyes will definitely be on the two big shots. Once the target is confirmed, they will be killed on the spot without asking for instructions! "

"Yes."

"In addition, manpower is arranged in separate sections on the road from the train station to the military police headquarters. Once the assassination attempt at the train station fails and the Japanese escape, a pursuit will be launched along the road.

Finally, manpower is deployed in each hospital to deal with the problem on the spot once a doctor is sought. "

"Yes." Liu Kai took the order and went forward.

These are the only arrangements Zhou Qinghe can make at the moment. The time is too tight, and it only lasts a day. No one knows what the North China secret service agency looks like, so they can only rely on on-the-spot reactions.

Mitsui Corporation.

"Okay!" Mitsui shouted, and hung up the phone happily.

As soon as the phone company man went to work in the morning, the person he sent to bribe bought the message with money.

The Secret Service found the residential house lurking in the public concession!

Mitsui immediately picked up the phone and called.

"Send someone to watch this point immediately and find out who is inside!"

"Hi!"

"Don't alert them, they may still be online, be careful, be cautious!"

"Hi!"

"Go."

Mitsui still has confidence in his men. These are the most elite group brought by the teacher. With repeated instructions, they will be able to complete the task successfully.

I don’t know who the person on the line is. Is it the Jiu Ye from the Qinggang in the concession?
Otherwise, Master Jiu is in the concession, and now Jiang Wen's superior is also in the concession, and there will be a conflict of forces.

However, he had checked Master Jiu's whereabouts. He didn't know whether he was afraid of death or something, so he was hiding. He was protected by a bunch of people and couldn't get close.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

Mitsui picked up the phone and his eyes flashed: "Okay, I understand."

As he expected, news spread that Jiang Wen's manpower had changed. Some people came to the concession, and some went to the train station and pier.

This is a decision that almost every decision-maker will make based on the news.

Mitsui picked up the phone and called the Military Police Headquarters.

"Please help me pick up Major Kojima Kumaichi, the commander of the Marine Corps Intelligence Section. My name is Mitsui. I have important clues to report."

(End of this chapter)