Chapter 884 Thermos Bottle (please vote for me)

 Zhou Wenrui, director of the puppet Shanghai Finance Bureau, was assassinated. Fu Xiaolu, mayor of the puppet Shanghai, and Su Wenxi, secretary-general of the city government, protested to the French Concession, demanding that the murderer be apprehended and the safety of government officials in the concession be protected.

Zhou Wenrui was a great traitor who was also highly regarded by the Japanese. His assassination also alarmed the Japanese side.

The Japanese also issued a stern official letter to the French Concession authorities, demanding that the patrol house must arrest and hand over the murderer, protect the safety of peaceful and friendly politicians, and suppress anti-Japanese behavior within the concession.

Facing the protests of Fu Xiaoquan's puppet regime, the French did not pay much attention. However, in the face of pressure from the Japanese, the French Concession authorities had to take action.

Tande, assistant to the French Concession Police Chief Ferguson, personally rushed to the central patrol room and questioned Chief Inspector Jin Kemu's inability to control the area under his jurisdiction, demanding that Jin Kemu respond as soon as possible to appease the fierce emotions of the Japanese.

 Subsequently, Jin Kemu reprimanded Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng Qianfan.

Cheng Qianfan turned around and went downstairs to the third patrol. He scolded Lu Hu, the deputy inspector of the third patrol who was responsible for the security of Masinan Road, and ordered Lu Hu to find the culprit as soon as possible.

 After doing all this, Cheng Qianfan came to Jin Kemu's office in a "private capacity" and complained in front of Uncle Jin.

"It's clear that this matter was done by Chongqing." Cheng Qianfan looked gloomy, "The higher-ups only know how to put pressure on us, so how innocent are we!"

"The Chongqing side comes when they want, they take action when they want. They shoot when they are happy and drop bombs when they are unhappy." He looked at Jin Kemu and said angrily, "Uncle Jin, unless Qianfan is trying to shirk the blame, this kind of thing cannot be prevented at all. Yes, you didn’t go to see the scene—”

Cheng Qianfan stretched out his arms and made an exaggerated gesture, "Zhou Wenrui's car was beaten to pieces. These people were fierce in firepower. Fortunately, we didn't encounter them on the spot, otherwise we would have had to do something bad."

"I didn't call you here to hear you complain. Complaining can't solve the problem!" Jin Kemu said with a frown.

"Solve it? You didn't say it won't be solved." Cheng Qianfan said, and he sneered, "It's easy to solve this matter."

"How to solve it?" Jin Kemu said. He stared at Cheng Qianfan, and his intuition told him that this kid couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth.

“Either move all the people from the new government like Zhou Wenrui out of the French Concession.” Cheng Qianfan snorted, “Or arrest all the people from Chongqing, or at least send them out of the country with gifts.”

“Arrest him?” Jin Kemu laughed angrily, “There are so many people in the concession, who do you know is from Chongqing?”

"So." Cheng Qianfan seemed to be waiting for this sentence, "Let's just sit back and watch this matter. Didn't the Japanese protest? Then let them investigate. If they can find out, it's their ability. If they can't, then Just don’t be aggressive.”

Jin Kemu stared at Cheng Qianfan with a scrutinizing gaze.

He suspected that Cheng Qianfan’s purpose was just for what he said now.

 Cheng Qianfan has always been pro-Japanese. These complaints may seem like he is dissatisfied with the pressure exerted by the Japanese, but in fact he has the intention of secretly helping the Japanese to carry out small tricks and opening up a hole for the Japanese to enter the concession to handle cases and seize people.

Jin Kemu regarded this as the top priority for the Japanese to extend their claws into the French Concession, especially into the Central District.

 He immediately sensed the danger.

"Okay, I know you feel aggrieved." Jin Kemu smiled, "Forget it about complaining, work still needs to be done."

 He patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder and said, "Let's do this. I'll send Governor Zhao to help you, and you two can jointly investigate the case."

 Cheng Qianfan was stunned, looked at Jin Kemu, and opened his mouth to say something.

Jin Kemu directly blocked his mouth and waved his hand, "This matter has been decided. You go to Inspector Zhao and you can discuss it."

 Cheng Qianfan said, "Stealing a chicken will end up losing a piece of rice" and left angrily.

Looking at Cheng Qianfan's disappointed back, Jin Kemu raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

 The relationship between Cheng Qianfan and Shuli Zhao was tense and difficult to deal with.

He arranged for Cardinal Zhao to intervene in the case, which could restrain Cheng Qianfan. In addition, the well-known plainclothes detective in the French Concession, Cardinal Zhao, intervened in the case and jointly handled the case with the famous "Mr. Xiao Cheng". This also reflects his superiority and the central government's Everyone in the patrol room takes this case seriously.

 “Old fox.” Cheng Qianfan muttered with a wry smile as he left the inspector general's office.

 In fact, he was unavoidably proud of himself. Everything was within his plan. Jin Kemu was now becoming more and more proficient in using Shuli Zhao to restrain him, and Deputy Inspector Cheng could hardly refuse this.

After returning to the deputy chief inspector's office and feeling sulky for a while, 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' left the office with a gloomy expression and walked straight to the left side of the corridor, finally stopping at the door of Inspector Zhao's office.

 Rubbing his face with both hands, Deputy Inspector Cheng forced a smile on his face and was about to knock on the door.

 Then his face immediately darkened again, and he turned around and left.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the police officer who had been hiding aside vaguely heard Vice President Cheng curse, "What a shame."

 Then, he turned around and returned to the deputy chief inspector's office, slamming the door shut.

Standing at the window, Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly. He looked out the window, feeling worried in his heart.

Just now when he was about to knock on the door, he noticed the thermos bottle on the ground on the right side of the door.

 Chief inspectors, deputy chief inspectors, and detectives who are qualified to have offices can place empty thermos bottles at the door, and then put them at the door after someone fills them with boiled water, so that the superior can use them at any time.

Cheng Qianfan noticed that the water stains around the bottom of the thermos bottle placed on the ground had dried, which indicated that the thermos bottle had been placed at the door for some time.

 This further explains that Cardinal Zhao was not in the office at this time.

If he knocks on the door, more people will know that Cardinal Zhao is not in the office.

Although this may not seem to be a problem, Cheng Qianfan has always paid attention to details. His principle is to try to avoid small things that seem inconspicuous and have no problems in daily life.

If something happens in the future and no one notices that Cardinal Zhao was out at this time, or the time when Cardinal Zhao left the patrol room is not clear, maybe he can avoid the disaster temporarily.

Cheng Qianfan knew what Shuli Zhao was going to do today, but now he has not returned yet. How could he not be worried?

  Half an hour later.

Cheng Qianfan went to the toilet to relieve himself. When he came back, he took a look and saw that the thermos bottle at the door of Cardinal Zhao was missing. There were some water stains at the door of the office. This was new water stains from carrying the thermos bottle into the house.

 ‘Mr. Xiao Cheng’ returned to the office slowly.

About two minutes later, Cheng Qianfan pressed the bell.

 A patrolman came in immediately, "Vice President Cheng."

“Go, please come to my place, Inspector Zhao.” ‘Mr. Xiao Cheng’ leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, put one foot on the table, and said calmly.

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 (End of this chapter)