My Spy Years Chapter 637

  Chapter 637 Xiao Cheng is always very angry

   Dock.

  The melodious siren sounded, and the black smoke column shot straight into the sky.

  The staff held up the iron horn and yelled hoarsely, calling on people to 'quiet'.

  Starting from London, the ocean-going ship that has traveled half the world has completed its replenishment and is about to leave Shanghai for the next stop, Hong Kong.

To be precise, the cruise ship will call at Guangzhou, and those passengers going to Hong Kong will need to transfer to other ships to go to Hong Kong, and this huge cruise ship will continue its rest of the itinerary, the next stop is Singapore, and then Manila , Colombo, Mumbai, among which there will be optional stops in Ceylon.

   "Everyone prepare the boat ticket, board the boat with the ticket!"

   "For the goods that have not been inspected, inspect the goods as soon as possible, and present the delivery receipt after inspection."

   "Boss Zheng, it's time to board the ship." Fei Tong glanced around, sweating on his brow, anxious in his heart, "Cheng Qianfan hasn't come yet, so it must be a change of mind."

  If Cheng Qianfan didn't come, their cargo would never pass the inspection and they wouldn't be able to get on the ship.

  The five subordinates around him also looked slightly nervous.

   "Or, Cheng Qianfan sold us to the Japanese?" Fei Tong expressed his doubts.

   "No." Zheng Weilong blinked, shook his head, his voice hoarse, "This Inspector Cheng has always 'kept his word', and the most important thing in this kind of thing is his reputation."

   At this moment, the harsh car horn sounded, startling the crowd on the pier.

  Then everyone saw two cars approaching at a high speed, and the car in front braked suddenly, almost hitting the passengers who couldn't dodge.

  The car behind also braked to a sudden stop.

   It was a young couple who were almost hit. When the husband saw this, he was about to come forward angrily to argue.

   Then he saw the doors of the car in front opened on all sides, and four patrol policemen in uniforms and loaded with live ammunition came down from inside.

  Besides one driver standing by the side of the car, the other three approached the car behind, observing the surrounding situation vigilantly.

   Then, a police officer got off the co-pilot of the car, looked around with a serious expression, and after confirming that there was no danger, he came to the rear door and bent down to open the door.

  The man who was about to come up to argue just now showed a frightened expression, stopped in a hurry, turned around and left.

   "Who is that person getting out of the car?" The wife was not stupid, she didn't blame her man for being a coward, and asked cautiously after pulling her husband away.

   "Cheng Qianfan, Deputy Chief Inspector of the Central Police Department." The man said in a trembling tone.

   Seeing that his wife didn't understand, he whispered, "It's Mr. Cheng!"

  The woman turned pale when she heard this, and patted her chest, "It's okay, it's okay."

  If you offend the famous Mr. Cheng, that would be very bad, especially since he has a good-looking personality and he happens to be pretty.

  Oh my god, it's dangerous!

   Wiping the sweat from her forehead, the woman who was hiding away took out the small mirror and carefully touched up her makeup.

  Cheng Qianfan took the police cap from Hou Pingliang, flicked off the non-existent dust, and put it on.

  Looking up, he met Zheng Weilong's gaze.

  President Xiao Cheng immediately had a warm smile on his face. He raised his hand as a signal, and strode over, with several subordinates in a fan-shaped guard posture.

   "This Miyazaki guy, since he was shot last time, he is even more desperate for his life." Sanben Jiro set up the binoculars with both hands, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was smiling.

   "Just this morning, Miyazaki-kun's Jiujiu business seems to have had a conflict with someone." Araki Harima said, "Miyazaki-kun has always been cautious, maybe it has something to do with this matter."

   "Oh?" Sanben Jiro asked, "With whom, what kind of conflict happened."

   "It seems that there was some unhappiness with the people of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association." Araki Harima said, "The specific situation is not clear yet."

   "A person from Zhang Xiaolin?" Sanben Jiro thought for a moment and said, "This person is serving the empire, so it is still useful."

   "Understood." Araki Harima nodded, "I will talk to Miyazaki-kun."

   "What do you think Zheng Weilong will hide in those luggage?" Sanben Jiro asked.

   "I have analyzed and discussed this matter with Miyazaki-kun, and it is likely that Zheng Weilong's family wealth accumulated in Shanghai." Araki Harima said.

   In the morning, Miyazaki Kentaro contacted him urgently and informed him that Zheng Weilong had found him and wanted him to help clear the customs clearance of the goods.

  He analyzed the matter with Miyazaki Kentaro, and believed that Zheng Weilong's luggage and goods were most likely the wealth he accumulated during his tenure as the head of the Shanghai Station of the Lixingshe Secret Service.

   "Insanely stupid Chinese people." Sanben Jiro snorted coldly in his nasal cavity.

  As the commander of the government's foreign spy organization in the largest city in the Far East, when he evacuated from Shanghai in embarrassment, what he cared most about was the wealth he had seized in Shanghai.

   And senior Chinese officials like Zheng Weilong can be found everywhere.

   It is a blessing for the empire to have such an opponent.

   This is the portrayal of destiny in the Great Japanese Empire!

   "Do you want someone to investigate?" Araki Harima asked, his subordinates had also been scattered, and one of them was lurking as a dock worker. If necessary, he could search by hand at any time.

   "No need." Sanben Jiro shook his head.

  The core of the "Sickle" project is to promote Miyazaki Kentaro to gain the trust and appreciation of Zheng Weilong, and finally successfully penetrated into the Secret Service of Lixingshe.

   This is the time for 'Cheng Qianfan' to show Zheng Weilong his influence and ability in Shanghai Bund, so don't make extra troubles.

   "That fellow Miyazaki, what did he say?" Sanben Jiro asked.

   "I remember—" Araki Harima said thoughtfully, "It's so majestic."

   "Bag duck!" Sanben Jiro cursed, but then he could only shake his head helplessly.

  He knew that even he, the head of the class, could only cooperate at this time and watch that guy play prestige.

   Mr. Xiao Cheng went out in person.

  Zheng Weilong's luggage and goods did not need to be inspected at all, and they were released directly.

   "Brother Cheng, I am very grateful for the help of my brother who has been in trouble this time." Zheng Weilong said with a smile.

  Cheng Qianfan smiled, "Boss Zheng is polite, Cheng has no other hobbies, but respects heroes."

  He looked at Zheng Weilong, the head of the Shanghai Station of the Lixingshe Secret Service impressed him.

   Zheng Weilong originally had squinted eyes, but after being arrested, he was electrocuted. After this torture, it seems to have corrected it, and now his eyesight is much better.

  Zheng Weilong looked at the river in the distance, as if he was speaking to the air, or as if he was speaking to Cheng Qianfan, "What a beautiful river and mountain!"

   As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Cheng Qianfan, "Mr. Wen Zao and Ms. Su are both martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country. Mr. Cheng is a senior member of the party and the country. Even the principal praised Mr. Cheng."

   "Brother Cheng." Zheng Weilong expressed his sincerity, "The party-state is a great revolutionary foundation built by your grandfather and your father."

  He patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, "Brother, I am very envious of your background, even my brother."

   "If my brother is willing to work for Chongqing, the future is boundless." Zheng Weilong waved his hand, "Brother, let me tell you, just listen, my brother is a very smart person, so he naturally knows the good and the bad."

   Two people shake hands.

"Brother Cheng, brother, I only have one last sentence." Zheng Weilong said in a deep voice, "Your hometown is in Jiangshan, brother, you are Chinese! Don't say it, listen to me, brother, come back, the party and the country need For a talent like you, the principal attaches great importance to talents from his hometown."

   "Unless you don't admit that you are Chinese!" Zheng Weilong stared into his eyes.

  Cheng Qianfan showed distress, "Brother Zheng, why force me."

  Zheng Weilong just laughed and said, "I knew, brother, you won't disappoint me."

   "Take care! We will meet later!" Zheng Weilong and Cheng Qianfan shook hands.

  Cheng Qianfan felt the note in his palm, his face remained unchanged, and he said loudly, "Boss Zheng, have a safe trip! There will be a date later!"

  Watching Zheng Weilong board the cruise ship with a few men, Cheng Qianfan took off his police cap, smiled, and waved goodbye.

   Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a young man wearing a peaked cap, carrying a small suitcase and hurriedly boarding the boat, before disappearing into the crowd.

   This person is called 'Sanqi', Sanqi is a nickname, and there is no other name other than that.

  'Sanqi' is the leader of Jiang Mule's special operations brigade.

   This time secretly keep up with the ship, the only task is:

  Once Hideo Oku said something that shouldn't be said, or tried to escape, he would take action to get rid of it immediately!

   Looking back, Cheng Qianfan finally waved at Zheng Weilong.

   "Boss Fei." Cheng Qianfan glanced at Fei Tong, who was also seeing him off, and said, "You and I know what Boss Zheng does. Dare to ask Boss Fei, what do you do?"

"Mr. Cheng, my Mr. Cheng." Fei Tong bowed his hands, "Don't scare me, I'm afraid, I'm just a serious businessman, and in the future, I'm going to ask Mr. Cheng for your face to make a living. Your old man will appreciate it."

   "Serious businessman?" Cheng Qianfan scanned Fei Tong up and down with his eyes, frowned, and shook his head, "That's not okay."

   Just when Fei Tong was beating drums and feeling nervous, he heard Cheng Qianfan say: These days, if you want to make money, you need to use your brains more.

   Fei Tong exaggeratedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile, "Mr. Cheng, fortunately I don't have a heart attack, otherwise I would have died of fright."

   As he spoke, he showed a flattering smile, "From now on, Fei will be taken care of by Mr. Cheng."

   "It's easy to say, easy to say." Cheng Qianfan smiled gently, "Cheng has always treated people with sincerity, as long as he is sincere, he is a friend."

   "Sincerity, you must be sincere." Fei Tong smiled all over his face, "Fei has always been sincere to his friends."

  The two looked at each other and laughed.

   "Go to the German Restaurant in Hardong Garden." After getting in the car, Cheng Qianfan said to Li Hao who had been staying in the cab.

   "Brother Fan, sister-in-law said, don't let Xiaobao eat too much meat." Li Hao immediately guessed what Brother Fan was going to do at the German restaurant in Hardong Garden on Jing'an Temple Road.

  To the east of the gate of Hartung Garden, there are two German restaurants next to each other.

  One is the Laixi Restaurant opened by a serious German. Yes, the Germans followed the Romans and came up with a very festive name for the restaurant.

  Another German restaurant is opened by Chinese people, it is called Diner Restaurant, and the German chef of this restaurant was recruited from Laixi Restaurant.

   Therefore, the signature dishes of both German restaurants are actually the same:

  German pork knuckle and sauerkraut!

  Xiao Bao likes to eat German trotters.

   "Your sister-in-law wants to eat the sauerkraut from Diners Restaurant." Cheng Qianfan said.

   Arrived at the Dilai Hotel on the east side of the gate of Hardong Garden on Jing'an Temple Road, President Xiao Cheng came in person. After hearing the news, the manager of the hotel naturally rushed to entertain him in person.

  Packing German sauerkraut, Cheng Qianfan looked at the pasted portrait of German pig's trotters on the glass cabinet, curled his lips, "Is it delicious?"

  The manager was stunned, Mr. Cheng, you often come to buy it, don't you know if it's good or not?

  Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly.

  Cold sweat dripped from the manager's forehead. He looked at Mr. Cheng cautiously: Do you mean it's delicious or not?

   Li Hao on the side winked helplessly.

  The manager seemed to be pardoned, and said with a smile on his face, "To tell you the truth, Mr. Cheng, this dish is our restaurant's signature dish, and it is well-known far and wide..."

   "Since that's the case, here are four pig's trotters." Xiao Cheng always nodded kindly.

  Go back to the car.

  Li Hao looked through the rearview mirror for a few times, but hesitated to speak.

   "Xiaobao hasn't eaten it before, give him a taste, if there is any extra, let's drink." Cheng Qianfan said casually.

  It is a blessing to be able to eat. Seeing Xiaobao eating meat with big mouthfuls, he was so happy in his heart.

   At this moment, the door of the other car that had been waiting and guarding at any time opened, and Hou Pingliang trotted over.

   "Brother Fan, someone caught him."

   "Lead the way ahead!" Cheng Qianfan's expression darkened, and he said coldly.

"yes!"

   Jiashan Tea House.

  As can be seen from the name of the store, the owner is from Jiashan, Zhejiang.

  Cheng Qianfan was sitting in the private room, tasting tea very seriously.

   Mr. Cheng is here, and the host should offer the best tea of ​​his own.

  A policeman opened the door and came in, respectfully placing two gift boxes on the table.

   Inside are two dolls.

  A new English clothing shop opened opposite Jiashan Tea House. Cheng Qianfan caught a glimpse of the doll advertising cloth on the shop sign from a distance, and arranged for his men to buy two.

  Xiaobao will definitely like it.

   Ruolan should also like it.

   he thought.

  He picked up the doll casually and looked at it with great interest.

   After a while, Hou Pingliang knocked on the door and came in.

   "Tell me about it." President Xiao Cheng continued to study the doll and said casually.

   "Tell me, Shao Er arranged for him to do it." Hou Pingliang said.

   "Shao Er?" Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly, as if thinking about who this person was.

  This morning, he received a report from his subordinates that one of the employees of the trading company who was working at Qingdong Wharf had his leg broken.

  The other party not only hurt people with his hands, but even when this subordinate named "Chang Sangou" called Mr. Cheng's name, he attacked more ruthlessly, directly crippling a leg of "Chang Sangou".

  Hearing about this, Xiao Cheng only said one sentence, no, to be precise, it was one word plus one word:

try to find! Dig three feet!

  Now, the person who broke the legs of the 'Chang Sangou', this **** with the nickname 'Fa Cake' was caught in a gambling stall.

   "Brother Fan, Shao Er is a member of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association and under Master Zhang." Lu Jiu turned aside and said, "You see?"

  Cheng Qianfan ignored Lu Jiufan, he looked at Hou Pingliang, "Both legs are broken, it's poor, living is suffering, do good deeds."

   After finishing speaking, Xiao Cheng always looked at the doll in his hand with gentle eyes, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and praised, "Good tea!"

  Hou Pingliang turned and left without saying a word.

  After two screams, Fa Gao's legs were broken, bent at ninety degrees, and he passed out.

   "Brother Fan said, throw it into the river to feed the fish." Hou Pingliang said coldly.

"yes!"

   Then he came back again.

   "Speak out." Xiao Cheng always put the doll into the gift box, stood up, and stretched, "Shao Er's words are rude, Xiao Cheng is always very angry."

  Carrying a doll gift box in one hand, Cheng Qianfan strode out of the teahouse, and said, "Very angry, very angry."

   Thank you very much for the rewards of [Dream Back How Much Spring and Autumn] 500 starting coins and [One Inch Good Time] 100 starting coins.

   I received a notice at night, and I will continue the nucleic acid test tomorrow. Once a day, my throat is covered with calluses.

   Come on, I hope the epidemic will pass soon!

  (end of this chapter)

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