Chapter 999 Street Cleaning Operation

　　No. 22, Xue Huali Road.

 Central patrol room conference room.

 On the rostrum, Vice President Cheng, dressed in a straight senior police officer uniform, sat alone in the middle.

 The first row under the stage are the inspectors and deputy inspectors of each patrol.

 Behind are the senior inspectors of each patrol, as well as the patrol officers at home.

 ‘Mr. Xiao Cheng’ has a serious expression.

"What is the mission of arresting the house? What is the value of patrolling?" He looked around at everyone, "Who will answer me?"

When everyone saw Mr. Cheng’s serious expression, they all held their breath.

Cheng Qianfan’s voice suddenly rose, “Protect the environment and the people! Protect a pure land!”

“The current situation is so difficult that people are flocking to the concessions. Why?”

 Isn’t it because the Chinese border has been occupied by the Japanese?

 Some patrolmen muttered in their hearts.

 …

“Safety, security, and peace!” Cheng Qianfan knocked on the table, “Because everyone knows that our French Concession has good public security, because they can live in peace in the French Concession!”

“Everyone, I have also proudly believed that our Central District is a model of public security in the French Concession!” Cheng Qianfan pointed to the plaque hanging high in the conference room that read, “Protect the environment and secure the people.”

This plaque was donated by enthusiastic citizens when Qin Detai took office in the Central Patrol Office. According to the personal identification of Lao Sheng of the Document Department, the calligraphy is quite famous.

“But, what is this?” Cheng Qianfan took out a pile of letters from his briefcase and threw it on the table!

"Lu Hu, come and read it." Cheng Qianfan glanced at Datou Lu.

"Yes!" Datou Lu took the two letters from Li Hao's hands.

“In broad daylight, gangsters are committing crimes on the street, so where is the patrol? What is the point of the patrol room?”

"The salary of one dollar and fifty cents that I just received was robbed on the street. There was a high hall on top, a swaddling clothes on the bottom, no preserved fruits, and there was only sorrow and pity in my eyes. Let me ask the police officers of the Central Patrol Office, where were you when the common people were in trouble? !”

 “Someone robbed the great monk of his incense money? Is there any justice?”

“The patrolman is colluding with the gangsters! It’s especially abominable!”

Lu Hu stumbled while reading, observing Cheng Qianfan's face from time to time.

Snapped!

 Mr. Xiao Cheng slapped his palm on the table, "No need to read!"

He waved his hand and motioned for Lu Hu to sit down.

 …

"I still have a lot of letters like this in my desk drawer." Cheng Qianfan said with a gloomy face, "These are just letters, and there are also newspapers, which are the hardest hit areas. There are endless criticisms and accusations. If I hadn't ordered strong suppression, the entire Shanghai Everyone in the beach is discussing our French Concession and criticizing the 'vegetarian meal with corpses' in our Central District Patrol Room!"

“Inspector, Vice President Cheng, what’s going on?” One of Yuan Kaizhou’s men asked softly in the audience.

 Xiao Cheng always gets angry, which is okay, as no one has been scolded by Vice President Cheng.

However, when did Mr. Xiao Cheng care so much about ordinary citizens and the safety of the refugees who escaped into the concession?

 “Tu Helin.” Yuan Kaizhou whispered.

The Commander Tu who dared to stroke Mr. Cheng's beard has been on the run. The patrol room has been arresting him for some time, but his whereabouts have never been traced.

Just this morning, a rumor even came out. This "Commander Tu" said that he would pay the blood debt to President Xiao Cheng for his brother who was killed.

 This is simply an act of provocation!

Whether it is for personal safety reasons, or for the sake of face, or to deter overt or covert enemies, Cheng Qianfan must respond.

but…

 Instinct told him that Cheng Qianfan's methods would not be so 'rough'.

 Although this is in the name of citizen safety, it is not enough, it is still a little bit worse. After all, the French have never paid much attention to this.

 After all, ordinary people are being blackmailed and killed?

 Isn’t this normal in this world?

As long as there is no chaos in the market and as long as foreigners are not harassed, the French Concession will be a paradise.

 …

 “My order!” Cheng Qianfan looked around at everyone with a gloomy expression.

 A brushing sound.

 All the inspectors, deputy inspectors, and senior inspectors stood up and stood respectfully.

“A week-long ‘street cleaning’ operation will be carried out within the jurisdiction of our central district.”

“Every patrol will strengthen street patrols and crack down severely on crimes such as robbery, abduction, kidnapping, and murder!”

“No one can shirk or slack off when citizens ask for help on the street, and violators will be severely punished!”

Some patrol officers secretly murmured that Vice President Cheng’s request was a bit excessive.

“What kind of mess are you talking about!” Cheng Qianfan slammed the table angrily, “What are these two days? My brain is so messed up!”

 The person who reacted quickly understood immediately.

It’s July 14th, which is France’s National Day. Vice President Cheng is trying to please the French.

Everyone couldn't help but admire Cheng Qianfan, he was worthy of Mr. Cheng, he could think of such things in terms of face.

“In the Document Section, Lao Shenghui has arranged for personnel to cooperate with our department for house inspection.” Cheng Qianfan glanced at everyone, “Refugees who have not applied for documents for a long time must complete the document application on the same day and be fined in accordance with the regulations.”

“Each ministry has deployed capable personnel to urge merchants to fly the French flag.” Cheng Qianfan paused.

"Of course, considering that citizens and merchants have no way to purchase the French flag, I patrol the house to meet the urgent needs of the citizens and provide door-to-door sales." He looked serious, "Those who do not hoist the national flag are not allowed to open their doors for business."

Hearing these words, everyone’s faces showed excitement. That’s right. This is Mr. Cheng who everyone is familiar with and extremely supportive of!

"I stress again, there must be no excuses for citizens asking for help on the street. It is my duty to protect citizens." Cheng Qianfan looked solemn and lowered his voice slightly. "The Political Department will have commissioners to check at any time, and there will also be reporters from the press. Undercover visit!”

Everyone suddenly understood and expressed their opinions to ask Vice President Cheng to reassure him.

 …

"Mr. Jin, Vice President Cheng is holding a meeting. Do you really want to take a look?" Su Zhe poured a glass of water for Jin Kemu, who was playing with a string of beads, and asked softly.

 “What are you going to see?” Jin Kemu did not raise his head.

"It's not good that you were absent from the high-level meeting of the patrol room..." Su Zhe said.

"Qianfan greeted me in advance." Jin Kemu said. He glanced at Su Zhe and couldn't help but give Su Zhe a headache. "Don't I know what your kid is planning?"

 “Stop **** jumping up and down.” Jin Kemu cursed.

 “It’s nothing.” Su Zhe smiled sarcastically.

"Cheng Qianfan came to the patrol room in the morning and went to meet with Pete. He took charge of this matter and did not report it to the Political Office for approval." Jin Kemu chuckled, "Qianfan can do this kind of thing. I And I don’t understand French, so it’s hard to talk to Pete.”

 Is this a matter of speaking French?

Su Zhe was anxious.

Jin Kemu waved his hand, "Get out of here, don't bother me looking at the beads."

 …

Looking at Su Zhe who was walking away angrily, Jin Kemu chuckled and shook his head.

He saw this matter clearly. The whole thing was the work of Cheng Qianfan. This guy wanted to flatter the French and let him go. Cheng Qianfan was better at this kind of thing than him.

The most important thing is that this kind of 'credit' is insignificant to Jin Kemu. It is already very difficult for him to climb to the position of chief inspector of the Central Patrol Room. It is impossible to go further. If something had not happened to Qin Detai, he would have been Jin Kemu will probably retire from the position of deputy chief inspector in this life.

Since there is no hope of climbing, let alone stop Cheng Qianfan from improving his performance.

Cheng Qianfan had greeted him before, seemingly asking Mr. Jin if he had time to preside over the meeting. In fact, the important thing about this greeting was not what he said, but the act of saying hello:

 He, Cheng Qianfan, knows the rules!

 Cheng Qianfan is only the deputy chief inspector after all, and the achievements he made were also under his leadership, Jin Kemu!

 …

 The next day.

 The newspapers reported that the Central District Patrol Office, under the auspices of Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng Qianfan, had begun a week-long "street cleaning operation" to crack down on various vicious cases such as vandalism, robbery, kidnapping, extortion, abduction, and murder that aroused public outrage.

 A large number of troublemakers, such as Yashan, Qingpi and Sanguangmazi, were punished and warned.

The newspaper also highlighted a story about a woman with her child who was robbed of a vegetable basket with a knife on the street. The woman shouted for help. Fortunately, a police patrol was nearby. The police immediately came to the rescue and successfully captured the two robbers. They also escorted the citizens to buy vegetables and go home. The move won applause and cheers from the citizens.

Deputy Chief Inspector Cheng Qianfan of the French Concession Central Patrol Fang made a stern statement in an interview with the Shanghai News:

 The patrol room must protect citizens’ money bags and food baskets!

 In the afternoon of the same day, Jin Kemu, Chief Inspector of the Central Patrol Room, Cheng Qianfan, Deputy Chief Inspector, and Lieutenant Pete of the Political Department jointly submitted the letter—

The one-day report on the implementation of the "Clean Street" operation in the Central District was officially submitted to the Chief Superintendent of the French Concession, Mr. Ferguson.

Also presented were the praises of the Central Patrol Room in major newspapers.

 Your Excellency Ferguson greatly appreciated it.

The French Concession’s Ministry of Industry and Industry also praised the patrol house’s ‘street cleaning’ operation.

So, on July 14, France’s Bastille Day, the Office of the Chief Superintendent of Police launched the six patrol houses in the French Concession and requested that a ‘street cleaning’ operation be carried out throughout the French Concession.

It emphasizes the requirement that patrol officers should respond to citizens’ requests for help with the most eager attitude during the National Day celebrations and protect the safety of citizens’ lives and property.

At the same time, the Red Party also received an organizational notice. In view of the "change of situation" in the patrol room in the past two days, if comrades are arrested by the enemy and have no other alternative, they can choose to report to the patrol as citizens. Ask for help.

 …

 July 14th.

 Aitang Road.

 Che Luwang is playing mahjong with Li Wanmao and others at home.

Through the sport of playing mahjong, Che Luwang, who has just been transferred to Shanghai District not long ago, has already developed a close relationship with her colleagues.

In addition, Li Wanmao also completed his initial test of Yu Zhengze at the poker table and decided to accept the offer of this former confidant of Wang Tiemu.

 At this moment, the phone rang.

This apartment is Che Luwang's temporary residence. He went to answer the phone with a cigarette in his mouth.

 The call was from Wang Yin.

 He asked Che Luwang to go out to meet him.

“What’s wrong?” Seeing Che Luwang frowning and thinking, Li Wanmao asked casually.

“Wang Yin called and said that his father wanted to see me.” Che Luwang said.

 “Wang Tiemu wants to see you?” Li Wanmao frowned.

From a logical point of view, Che Luwang and Wang Yin are talking about someone, so there is nothing wrong with Wang Tiemu wanting to see Che Luwang.

 However, considering that the relationship between Wang Tiemu and Boss Dai is somewhat stiff, Li Wanmao does not think it is a good thing for Che Luwang to be too close to Wang Tiemu.

"Wang Yin is Wang Yin, and Wang Ironmu is Wang Ironmu." Li Wanmao said, "Nowadays, it is best not to get too close to Wang Ironmu."

As soon as Li Wanmao said this, several other people also persuaded Che Luwang not to go to see Wang Tiemu.

 Among them, Yu Zhengze seemed to firmly express his attitude of breaking away from Wang Tiemu, and even said:

 After Wang Tiemu was criticized by the bureau chief, he wandered around the dance hall and made many complaints.

 He believes that Wang Tiemu is acting suspiciously and must be careful.

Che Luwang was unhappy. He warned Yu Zhengze that no matter what, Wang Tiemu was Wang Yin's father, and he still had to respect this veteran military commander.

Yu Zhengze smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.

Anyway, his purpose of saying this has been achieved. For him, a remnant of Wang Tiemu's former dynasty, what better way to separate him than to express his suspicion that Wang Tiemu has a problem?

 Che Luwang thought for a while and thought there would be no problem. "After this game, I'll go see Wang Yin."

 After a while, before the game was over, Wang Yin called again, asking if Che Luwang had set off.

At this time, even Li Wanmao felt that something was not right.

"Awang, don't go see Wang Tiemu yet." Li Wanmao frowned and said, "Is there something urgent that I need to urge you on like a ghost?"

"Then I'll go see Wang Yin and have a word with her." Che Luwang didn't think Wang Tiemu would have any problems. The most important thing was that he had just fallen in love with Wang Yin. It was a time of deep affection, and he was worried that he would not keep the date. Wang Yin would be angry because he and Wang Yin hadn't seen each other for several days and missed her very much.

Everyone could not persuade him, and Li Wanmao had no evidence that Wang Ironmu had any problem. He thought about it, although the relationship between Wang Ironmu and the bureau chief was temporarily tense, but a military leader like Wang Ironmu would not rebel just because of this matter.

 In this case, Che Luwang changed into clean and decent clothes and went to the appointment happily.

 …

 Frankfurter sausage shop.

 This is a sausage shop opened by Germans.

 According to what Wang Yin said on the phone, the two made an appointment to meet here, and then the young couple went to visit Wang Tiemu together.

 Che Luwang had just arrived at the door of the sausage shop and was about to open the door and enter.

 Just made eye contact with a man.

 The man stared at him and looked him up and down.

 Che Luwang's heart thumped, and he turned around and left.

The man shouted, and four more people came around, intending to kidnap Che Luwang out of the French Concession.

Che Luwang was originally Dai Chunfeng's personal bodyguard, and was a well-known killer within the army. He was naturally very skilled. He first ducked to avoid a flying attack.

　　"Go to hell!" Then he kicked a person who was coming up from the side with his kick.

Then he slammed into him with his shoulder and pushed another person over.

Then he ran away, but another person grabbed his coat.

Che Luwang was scuffling with this person while shouting loudly, "Kidnappers kidnap!"

 …

Hou Bao and several police officers were patrolling the streets.

Several people are a little lazy. Today is the French Bastille Day. According to the previous management, the patrol room will have a holiday today. Except for those who must be on duty, everyone can take a day off. But now because of the "clean street" Action', I had to work overtime and patrol the streets.

 “Boss, someone is calling for help.” A patrolman said.

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