The world of film and television begins with the God of Medicine

"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 your son been arrested? 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 pain."

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 only produce some anti-Japanese tabloids that promote 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, he will beat my son to death, there is nothing I can do, 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 it, it is indeed because of me that your son was caught and beaten by the Japanese. Is he still in the hands of the Japanese?"

Aunt Li nodded her head like a chicken pecking at 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 and let him go home tonight. Take this money, it’s impossible for you to ask the Japanese to pay for it, wait until your son goes back to give him medical treatment and 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 people 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 a place like this, 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, and 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 getting 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 was informed 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 came in and out and came to me to claim credit. I didn’t dare to think about what I would do in the future. My nanny’s son was caught and threatened by the Japanese, and the nanny was told to listen to the Japanese. They didn’t want me to die, but they 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. He said he is an old friend of yours and wants to meet you. He is waiting outside our yard. Still waiting."

"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 are two trips of medicine worth, that’s 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 blood gourds appeared in front of Ichiro Muramoto. He just frowned, confirmed that they 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 time the incident ended here. In fact, Wang Yan didn't think much about it. After all, they were not opponents of the same level and there was no way to play. He just wanted to make the Japanese suffer a loss openly, and then remove all the disgusting arrangements, so that the Japanese would not dare to secretly search his home and activate the monitoring device in his home.

And they did get benefits. Although the Japanese did not allow them to transport medicines, they would definitely transport them secretly, but compared with the amount sent in openly, the difference was too much, and it was not an order of magnitude at all. The French are happy, so is he, and everyone makes money. Although they have been making this money before, they can't help it, after all, the situation is different.

I went upstairs and reported to the foreign devils one by one. It was time to get off work in the evening. I was frightened today and had just humiliated the Japanese. Obviously it was not a good time to go out for fun. So after finding a restaurant to have dinner, he returned home and took an early rest...

The next day, when Wang Yan drove to the door, he saw that the boy from yesterday had changed into a different person, and he saluted him with a smile.

He went in and parked the car, waved to the boy, then went to the office, poured hot water to make tea, poured the boy a cup, and then lit a cigarette and started smoking: "I performed well yesterday."

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

This is the boy who risked his life to join the beggar gang, and at the same time stole Egg's wife's bag a few years ago. The name Qi Si has no other meaning, it is just that the surname is Qi and the line is Si. My father was a heavy smoker and my mother was seriously ill. He came here begging for food from Jiangsu just for the dream of Shanghai in this era.

In Shanghai at this time, there were also many legends about who became rich overnight and became a Shanghai tycoon, and what glorious deeds they had. When it spread to other places, it naturally became more and more outrageous. This has also led to many people leaving their homes and careers to come to Shanghai to seek wealth with the desire for success.

This is what Qi Si is like, even if he is begging for food, because there are more places to go in Shanghai than other places, and there is a lot of money. Fortunately, he met Wang Yan, otherwise this little brat with low eyebrows would have died a long time ago.

Over the years, after listening to Wang Yan's words, I organized young beggars to work together to make money. Coupled with Wang Yan's help from time to time, life was pretty good.

Qi Si is sixteen this year. He is already too old to scare people with his butcher knife all day long. He has to find something serious to do. Simply take this opportunity to get him by your side.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "That means you know everything. No matter how you look at it, it will be false. But when others see it, it can no longer be true."

"Brother Yan, what will I do in the future? What will happen to my younger brothers and sisters?"

"What? They can't live without you? Can't do anything? Of course, just as it was before, so it will be in the future."

"Then I can't worry about it."

"I have three jobs. One is to look after the door at home, one is to drive for me, and the other is to go to the warehouse. You can choose."

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

Wang Yan shook his head: "You should keep a distance from them in the future, and just send some money occasionally. Starting yesterday, you should have been thoroughly investigated by the Japanese. You haven't mentioned me to those children in these years, have you?"

"Not a word said."

"My previous nanny, because she cleaned my house every day, was the closest to me. The Japanese captured his son and beat him half to death, and asked the nanny to monitor me. So once you show your closeness to those children, believe me, they The end will definitely be tragic."

"Brother Yan, I will listen to you." Qi Si shuddered, then chuckled and said, "Brother Yan, if I am your driver, do you need a gun?"

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

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