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The next day, Wang Yan still had his original schedule. He got up at around six o'clock and ran laps on the avenue in his yard wearing his training clothes. This is a serious large manor, with a lap of eight or nine hundred meters, very impressive.

After he ran more than ten laps and strolled towards the lawn, he ran over with a pile of newspapers in his hands. He ordered this from here. All major newspapers are available, and someone delivers them early every day. If he were at home, he would take these papers and go out for breakfast. If he is not at home and spends the night outside, Qi Si will buy a bunch of them from the newsboy who sells them on the street early in the morning.

Qi Si raised the newspaper in his hand, with a look of joy that could not be concealed on his face: "Brother Yan, big event, big event. Last night, Japanese military strongholds in several places around Shanghai were attacked by the Loyalty Salvation Army and Red Party guerrillas, and the railway was It was blown up, and the port over Wusongkou was also bombed. In addition, the prison in the north of the city was robbed, and more than 2,000 prisoners were released. The Japanese were arresting people everywhere. When I picked up the newspaper, I read When I saw someone sneaking around outside, I saw that they were Japanese spies. It was such a great killing, so happy, so happy..."

"I thought I heard gunshots last night."

Wang Yan murmured, took the newspaper and looked at it twice. The whole page was about last night's events, but the number of casualties was different. Anyway, it was a random fabrication. According to the intensity of the gunfire and the crazy reaction of the Japanese, the figures were slightly exaggerated and reserved, ranging from hundreds to thousands.

In the early days of the war, the battle loss ratio between China and Japan was very huge. Whether it was armament or the personal military quality of the soldiers, the Chinese army could not match it. Generally speaking, if the Japanese suffered 1,800 casualties, it would have been a large-scale battle in which both sides invested tens of thousands of troops. The war would last for three or four days at high intensity, with fierce exchanges of fire, Chinese soldiers resisting to the death, and 8,000 casualties, in order to achieve this result.

However, last night's action was a sudden sneak attack, calculated mentally and unintentionally, and it was not a big problem for the Japanese casualties of 1,800 people. Not counting other things, just the actions on the prison side, a Japanese squadron of about 200 people stationed there, not a single one was left alive. In addition, when Wang Yan blocked the Japanese reinforcements, they collapsed and exploded within half an hour. Although I didn't check the number, there were still 70 or 80 people, which was almost 300 people. As for the operations in the surrounding areas, the exchange of fire was fierce at first, and then gradually stopped. Combined with today's newspapers, it can be seen that the operations in most places were successful and achieved results.

Even so, to say that he killed thousands of enemies is an exaggeration and an exaggeration.

"Why are you silly? I know you don't want to see the Japanese, because you were beaten up when you were begging for food in the Japanese concession, and you were almost killed by them. Besides, this is the hatred of the country and the family, and the national justice. I can understand it. Look at those I am happy that Japan, which is showing off its power, is suffering a loss. But you have to know that we are going to lose money, a lot of money."

Wang Yan slapped Qi Si on the back of the head angrily: "You don't even want to think about it. They bombed the port. How could the goods shipped by the French get ashore? After bombing the railway, how could we pile up the goods in large quantities in the North Station warehouse? Transported out? Pulled by donkey carts? All the more than 2,000 prisoners in the prison escaped. There must be many important people. The Japanese must be conducting strict checks at the pass. We have so many people escorting goods and they come and go so frequently. Can the Japanese let me go easily? Tell me, how much did they miss me?

Damn it, let’s not talk about compensation. Think about it, so many prisoners have escaped from prison. Where will they hide? Silly boy, are you really using your brain? No need to think about it? It must be the Public Concession and the French Concession. You have already said that there are Japanese spies outside our house, and I have no control over the public concession. What kind of chaos will the French Concession become? The Japanese are all lunatics. They don't care so much. They dare to shoot people when they catch them in the street. If it were published in the newspapers, how much pressure would there be from public opinion? French people are not allowed to scold me like a grandson? I don't dare to arrest the Japanese yet. When I go to their side, I still pretend to be a grandson.

The Japanese will definitely look for me and ask my patrol officers to help them find people. Do you think I can do it? Do you know if those who ran away were important figures from the Kuomintang and the Red Party? If I help the Japanese capture them, do you think people from both parties will come to settle accounts with me in the future? Pei Min, whom you told me you envied before, is the number one killer of the Red Party. Even the Japanese are afraid of him. He is in Shanghai. You will definitely see him then, but only when I lose my head. Not only the Red Party, but also the Kuomintang also has ruthless people. Haven’t you heard of the four killers? Don’t you know how ruthless the military commander’s gang lurking in Shanghai is? Didn't the old man I worshiped get killed by them? Do you think I dare to fart one more time? Aren't you pretending to be the third grandson? "

After patting the newspaper on Qi Si's chest, who was rubbing his head stupidly, Wang Yan waved his hands impatiently and walked to the lawn to do Tai Chi, seemingly trying to calm down his mood.

Qi Si sat on a chair under the pavilion on one side, holding a newspaper and reading there with gusto. Although the elder brother said it was very serious and even a little irritated, he felt that the problem was not big. After following him for so long, he knew how big his eldest brother's family fortune was. It's just that he earns less, it's not a big deal. It's not him losing money anyway, it doesn't delay him from receiving his salary, and it doesn't delay him from continuing to talk to his best friend. He doesn't care.

Wang Yan, who was practicing Tai Chi, could see what this kid was thinking at a glance. He didn't take what he just said seriously at all. He was a heartless person. Eat what he has, drink what he has, live what he has, spend what he has, and the results are not what he is anxious about. It is difficult to lead the team...

Ignoring this silly boy, Wang Yan walked back to the room after two sets of punches.

The old couple, Uncle Wu and Aunt Liang, were busy making breakfast in the kitchen. They had been doing it for a while, and their skills were not much improved, but at least they had a good grasp of the saltiness and taste. Wang Yan had eaten it a few times and it was not bad. This old couple is very diligent. After making breakfast, Aunt Liang will wipe everything upstairs and downstairs, while Uncle Wu will use a big broom to sweep the front yard and the back yard for a long time. Occasionally, he will use the ladder and take the Use big scissors to trim the branches in the garden.

In addition to cooking three meals a day, there is no free time. In the evening, I would sit on the sofa on the first floor, either listening to the radio or the gramophone, and chatting away. After eight o'clock, I would wash up and go back to the room to rest. Very boring and very fulfilling.

It's not that Wang Yan made things difficult for the old couple. They did nothing and only ate dry food. Both of them burned their butts.

Upon hearing Wang Yan's return, Uncle Wu came out and said, "Sir, Miss Wang called before and said she would wait for you to have breakfast with you at Fulin Hotel, where you often go."

"You see, the Japanese are here." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly, looking at Qi Si who was holding a newspaper and towel beside him, and waved to Uncle Wu: "Okay, Uncle Wu, go ahead and get busy. . My life is miserable. People who loyally serve their country and kill the Japanese are happy, but here I have to pretend to be a grandson with a smile on my face, damn..."

He cursed and went upstairs. After washing up, he came downstairs still dressed in his Niomani outfit and holding a black top hat in his hand. Qi Si, who had been dressed up early, wearing a small suit, a small bow tie, and a nylon hat, went out together, got in the car, and went to the Fulin Hotel. This is the place where Wang Yan often has breakfast. The chefs here are equally skilled in their craftsmanship. There are many varieties of breakfast and the taste is great.

Wang Yan ate and felt happy. Occasionally he would call the chef and ask for tips, planning to cook and eat it himself in other worlds or the real world. This thing is also a true saying, it is the craft of masters who make a living, how can they be easily revealed. But facing the famous Inspector Wang, they had to say it. In addition, it is mainly a person as big as Inspector Wang, how can he take the job of the cook.

You can see through the window outside the hotel that Wang Manchun is sitting by the window in the corner, eating small wontons listlessly. Taking the stack of newspapers handed over by Qi Si and letting him eat at his own table, Wang Yan waved to the owner of the restaurant. There was no unnecessary nonsense. The boss would naturally serve what he wanted. The plates were piled on top of the bowls. A table.

He wandered to a safe place in the corner and sat down, and said with a smile: "You came to see me early in the morning. Are you in such a hurry? Your period is not coming again?"

Wang Manchun rolled his eyes and did not answer the question. He opened and closed his red lips and said, "I don't believe that you, a stinky man with a monkey spirit, don't know why I came to you so early. There was such a big movement last night, and that piece of paper in your hand The newspapers are all talking about this. Detective Wang, it’s time now, so there’s no need to pretend to be dumbfounded.”

"Look at you, your eyes are bloodshot and you have dark circles. You didn't rest last night, okay?" Wang Yan pretended to be concerned, and then said with a wry smile: "If you want me to help you arrest someone, , then I will definitely not do it. At best, you are arresting people on the street, and I pretend not to see them. The Kuomintang and the Red Party are crazy. How many guns do the two parties have together? They are attacking Japanese strongholds, bombing railways, and bombing ports. I am really afraid of my life. If you arrest people, I will ask my brothers to collect the bodies. When I look back, I will be scolded by the French a few times, which is overwhelming. If I really help you arrest people, I, the detective, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold my position for a few more days, and you should understand.”

"I told Section Chief Nantian when I came here that you definitely don't have the courage. I'm just here to talk to you. If there is a gunfight in your jurisdiction, just suppress it."

"You still feel sorry for me. My efforts were not in vain." Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and said something coquettish. He asked, "I read in the newspaper that the Japanese suffered a lot of losses. How many were killed?" Thousands of people, as well as more than 2,000 prisoners in the prison, have all escaped. Are you going to reveal the inside information to me?"

"Those reporters don't know anything. They just follow the wind and make up random things. You also said that the Loyalty and Salvation Army and the Red Party guerrillas only have a few guns in total? What's more, they also divided their forces to attack, which were all small-scale How could the Japanese army lose so much in the raid and still have thousands of people? They really dare to say that someone will come to settle the score with them later."

Wang Manchun complained to the reporter, sighed and continued: "However, the loss this time is indeed not small. The estimated death toll is more than 1,200 people, and there are even more injured. The main reason is that there was no preparation in advance, so that they They had the upper hand, and I don’t know how. Their firepower is very strong, and their weapons and equipment are not bad at all. Oh, by the way, there is also the Pei Min you mentioned, he also showed up yesterday. Just a few meters away from the prison Two kilometers away, he had one man and one gun, blocking the 500 people who came to support him for half an hour, and also allowed him to kill dozens of people, many of whom were commanders. You are right to be careful, he His ability to act is beyond the imagination of many people. After this time, Pei Min's name will definitely become more famous.

This prison robbery is a follow-up to the plan to lure the snake out of its hole that I told you before. The people kidnapped were those on the list at that time, as well as other important personnel of the two parties. These people are really crazy. They discovered the trap, turned around and let them do it, and almost escaped with their lives intact. The Special High School Department is now under great pressure. Because of this operation, the Special High School Department did not obtain any intelligence. It is estimated that Section Chief Nantian is being surrounded by military personnel and spitting on him. "

Wang Yan looked out carefully and stepped back, leaving Wang Manchun with a bright smile on his face with contempt. He asked without any embarrassment: "What about the prisoners who escaped? How many have been captured?"

"It's not like you don't know how difficult they are. You didn't know how much effort it took to catch them. Now that they've escaped, it's too difficult to catch them. From the second half of the night to now, it's just a matter of time. We killed more than a hundred people, most of whom were imprisoned gangsters. They were all useless and couldn't escape even if we gave them a chance. It also cost us so much time, giving people from both parties more time to escape and hide. "

"Listen to my advice and learn my survival skills. Otherwise, if you work hard for the Japanese like this, I feel that sooner or later you will be killed by others."

"Hey, you can't bear to leave?"

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "You are so wild, what man can bear to do it? But if you really want to die, there is no other way."

Of course he is not reluctant, but at this moment, he should show some friendship, so that Wang Manchun will be happier, trust him more, and everyone can play better together.

He didn't have any hope for Wang Manchun. He came from a traitor family, and he himself worked in the Extra-High School, and tortured and killed countless members of both parties. There is no turning back for such people.

Obviously, Wang Manchun herself understood, and at the same time she had no regrets. This was a woman who had gone crazy. She said: "After all, it's not because of that? Sooner or later, you have to die in a woman's bed. "

"That said, if you didn't like that, we wouldn't be so harmonious. Obviously, you didn't perform the tasks assigned to you by Yoko Minami, right?"

Wang Manchun glanced at him and snorted coldly: "Let's go now. You can enjoy it slowly."

After that, he got up and left without any delay.

Wang Yan watched with a smile as Wang Manchun walked out, said a few words to a man on the street, and then got into a car parked nearby. He thought he had a clue and wanted to arrest someone.

Qi Si brought something to eat and asked curiously: "Brother Yan, what does she want from you?"

"Then why do you need to ask? Let me not stop them from arresting people in the jurisdiction. Now that they are acting so blatantly in the French Concession, I think all the detectives have contact with them, and maybe even the Public Security Bureau and the Police Bureau. The French have cooperated with them. Look, how powerful the Japanese are. In my opinion, sooner or later, the public concession and the French Concession will have to be taken over by the Japanese."

"If that happens one day, what will we do?"

"What do you think?"

Qi Si said hesitantly: "Being a grandson to the Japanese?"

"Otherwise, what else can we do? They have our lives in their hands. If we don't become grandchildren, we will die." Wang Yan casually flipped through the newspaper in his hand without raising his head: "Eat, eat more, today is not the best." Some are busy.”

The two of them had breakfast and went to the arresting room. When they arrived, someone came over and opened the car for Wang Yan attentively: "Detective, Inspector Mitchell asked you to find him when you arrive."

Wang Yan nodded, took out a box of recently opened cigarettes from his pocket and patted his chest: "It was just opened, take it and smoke it."

While speaking, Wang Yan patted the man's shoulder again, and strode towards the building. Although people who catch houses can more or less have some extra money, they don't have a lot of extra money. It's always a pyramid, the higher you go, the more you get. These people also have a large family to support, and prices in Shanghai remain high, making it very difficult. A pack of cigarettes looks inconspicuous, but there is no problem in winning people's hearts with small favors.

He went all the way upstairs and knocked on the door of the Inspector General's office. After getting a response, he opened the door and went in. He saw three people sitting on the sofa inside, two of them Chinese and one French. These were the Inspector, and the French one. He is a western police officer who specializes in managing the Central Patrol Room, and his subordinates are all foreign devils.

Inspector General Steven Mitchell, a French foreign devil, was sitting on the single sofa next to him. Early in the morning, he was already shaking a red wine glass in one hand and blowing out smoke with a cigar in the other.

Mitchell waved his hand and said, "Wang, I'm waiting for you. Sit down quickly."

"Sorry, Inspector, I'm a little late." Wang Yan sat down and let one of the Chinese detectives pour him half a glass of red wine.

Mitchell shook his head and said in a strange Chinese accent: "You should already know what happened last night. What do you think about it?"

The foreign devils here can basically communicate in Chinese, and they have all learned it specially. However, the higher the level, the lower the level, because they cannot easily talk directly with Chinese people, and during the dialogue, there will also be an interpreter present. As the department with the largest number of Chinese people, and the top officer directly leading the Chinese arrests in the patrol room, Mitchell's Chinese is passable and he can hold a conversation.

He knew that Wang Yan could speak French and spoke Chinese to take care of the other two detectives whose literacy level was limited to reading, and to reduce communication costs and avoid Wang Yan having to translate. As for the detective from the West Police next to him, he has a transcendent status. He can just sit there and work hard, and he doesn't care whether he understands or not. The ones who really do the work have to be Wang Yan and other Chinese arresters.

"On the way here, I saw many unabashed Japanese spies on the street. They were vigorously searching for the prisoners who escaped last night. In addition, the Japanese also sent people to contact me. At first, they asked me to provide them with help and arrest them. When I arrived, I handed them over to them. After I sternly refused, they asked me not to embarrass their search operation. I think the same is true for you two, right?"

The opinion Mitchell asked was not a joint action by the two parties to attack the Japanese, and it had nothing to do with their French Concession. What I want to ask about is the attitude of Wang Yan, the Chinese detective who stood in the front row among all the detectives in the entire French Concession, when the Japanese were hunting down more than 2,000 escaped prisoners.

Seeing the two detectives nodding, he continued: "I estimate that this kind of situation happened to all the sixteen Chinese detectives, and on the other hand, the senior management of the Public Security Bureau and our patrol room must have also We have known about it in advance and have not expressed our position. We do not need to protect people from the Kuomintang and the Red Party, and they are all people who have been detained for who knows how long and have no value. As for me personally, Inspector General, you know Yes, I can't afford to offend the Japanese. Apparently, other detectives think so too.

Therefore, I think that as long as the Japanese do not affect the normal life of your compatriots in the French Concession and do not have a great impact on our order, then we do not need to pay too much attention to them. If the Japanese go too far and cause us trouble, then they will be arrested as long as they need to be arrested, and they will not be lenient. By sending a large number of people into the French Concession so openly, the Japanese may not have any intention of further testing the senior officials of the Public Security Bureau. After all, those imprisoned members of the two parties have no value to us, but are they valuable to the Japanese? Is it worth their trouble? So when it’s time to be tough, you must be tough! The Japanese cannot be allowed to push their limits. "

Wang Yan thoughtfully explained to the foreign devil the meaning of pushing beyond the limits...

Mitchell nodded and said: "Very good, Wang, you are a wise man, and you also consider the interests of France. This is very good, I am very happy. Your ideas coincide with mine. Just a little bit. I will go to the public board meeting later, and that’s what I plan to say. Before that, you have to maintain the stability of the area, and do as Wang said. You can’t conflict with the Japanese, and you can’t let the Japanese be too rampant. You can control it yourself. good."

The French don't care what happens to the Kuomintang and the Red Party, just look at Mitchell. He said he would have a meeting later. It was almost eight o'clock at this time, and Wang Yan was already here. If the French were really concerned, they would not have held the meeting so late, but had discussed it last night. Similarly, the call last night would have definitely gone to Wang Yan and told him to go to work.

What they were worried about was that the Japanese would use this opportunity to further test them. They had resisted the previous temptation to withhold goods and fought back. Now that people are being arrested again, they have to find a way to deal with it.

Seeing everyone nodding, Charles asked in French: "Wang, how is the business? It will definitely be affected, right?"

How can it be better than this?

"The railways and ports were bombed. Our goods can't come in or go out. It will definitely have an impact, but I don't know how big the impact will be. I haven't been there yet."

"You will go in a moment, and you must not relax on this matter. I will go to the meeting, and the people from the Board of Directors will also ask about it. You said before that you are very close to the Japanese. This time, you have to think of a way , solve the problem. We will also help you here."

"Yes, I have arranged my men and will be there soon."

Charles nodded and asked everyone to get to work quickly. He also left the arresting room and took a car to the meeting with other senior executives...

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