NFBE Chapter 209: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 209: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chinese Police Department.
Zhang Chengan, who had just been promoted from deputy director to director, put down the phone in his hand heavily.
The wife came out of the bedroom with her clothes on and complained:
"It's the middle of the night, why are you still not quiet?"
Zhang Chengan has always respected his wife. If she had not been classmates with the three sisters, this promotion would not have been so smooth.
"The people from the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics were really making trouble. They arrested more than a dozen people and put them directly in our prison."
Xiang Lianzhi frowned slightly, "What's the reason?"
Zhang Chengan gritted his teeth and spat out two words, "Communist!"
"Lao Zhang, we can't get involved in this matter." Xiang Lianzhi was afraid that her husband didn't know the seriousness of the matter.
The April 12th Incident that year was a river of blood and countless people were killed and injured, but afterwards those people died in various ways one after another.
Looking at his wife's worried expression, Zhang Chengan patted his wife's hand and said softly:
"I know why the man in front of me was assassinated by Wang Dongting of the Axe Gang. It's because he didn't care when he should have, and he was too involved when he shouldn't have."
When it comes to Wang Dongting, both husband and wife fell silent.
This is a person who firmly opposes the old man. He is so radical that he can cooperate with anyone as long as he is against the old man. He has also planned to assassinate the ruthless people of the four major families many times.
Just hearing the name is enough to give people chills.
"Since the last time he organized and planned the assassination of Wang Jianren, he has disappeared. Now most of the internal police force is looking for him."
The couple looked at each other in silence and sighed slightly, hoping that their family would not become a target.
Wei Miao looked at the man named Hu San in front of him with half of his face swollen and red, his expression was confused and naive.
"I seldom come back to live here, and I don't know the person you are talking about."
Hu San sneered, "If someone saw you talking and laughing with the dead fat aunt, how could they not recognize you?"
Before Wei Miao could say anything, Hu San slammed his hand on the table and said, "Tell me! Are you a communist or not?"
Wei Miao looked at his twisted face and felt that the slap on the face was not in vain.
"Since the brat won't say anything, let's teach her a lesson..."
Before Hu San could finish his sentence, someone ran over and whispered something in his ear.
Hu San cursed, spat, and turned away.
Wei Miao had good ears and heard the man say, "The student who was shot woke up and agreed to surrender after being persuaded by Zhu Yan."
This is a bit bad.
Wei Miao didn't know about the tunnel under his house. I wonder if this later student knew about it and how much he knew.
And how much does this student know about Brother Lu’s identity?
She didn't want to get too involved in Brother Lu's affairs, but she would feel very upset if it destroyed her plan to make money.
"Is this a worthy punishment?" asked a policeman.
The people from the Central Bureau of Investigation nearby wanted to interrogate the sober student to make him successful, so they didn't care about these things.
He glanced at the boy who was about twelve or thirteen years old and said to the patrolman unhappily:
"Lock him up first."
After the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics personnel left, the patrolman spat at his back, and when he noticed the guards looking at him, he said unhappily:
"Boy, what are you looking at? Now that you've been caught by them, you can't get out without losing a layer of skin."
Wei Miao lowered his head in pretending to be afraid, which made the patrolman feel that it was meaningless.
These civilians don't have much money, and it's not worth much.
Wei Miao was taken to a damp and dark cell. Due to the continuous autumn rain, the air smelled very turbid and strange.
There was also the clanking sound of iron chains in the surrounding cells, which was very annoying.
"Boy, how did you get in?" A hoarse voice spoke in the darkness.
Wei Miao felt around in the cell and found that it was not as dirty as she had imagined. Even the straw on the ground was dry.
"I don't know either." Wei Miao said.
With a sneer, "They are becoming more and more useless. They even don't let go of half-grown boys."
Wei Miao found a comfortable position to sit down and asked:
"What about you?"
"I just want to hide away."
It was the middle of the night, and although Wei Miao couldn't see the person clearly, he had a rough impression of the man through his voice.
He is a middle-aged man in his forties, full of energy and should be a very brave person.
"Then can you go out?" Wei Miao asked.
The man yawned, rustled for a while, and then sighed:
"It's so good here. We have free food and drink, and we don't have to work. We don't have to worry about being beaten or scolded. What would we do outside?"
After hearing what he said, Wei Miao also felt that this was a rare and good place.
She lay on the dry straw, thinking that Brother Lu would definitely not come to rescue the two students before they were rescued.
If she were locked up in prison for a few days, the old monk's Buddhist scriptures and Buddha head would be taken away.
Her gold will also go to Japan. She was quite unwilling to see something that was about to slip away from her.
Thinking wildly, Wei Miao curled up and fell into a deep sleep.
The man next to him heard the even breathing beside him and sighed softly.
Wei Miao was awakened by the harsh knocking sounds, and smelled the rich aroma of food at the tip of his nose.
"Have you eaten?" Wei Miao said.
She felt that as soon as she lay down, the sky was bright. When she opened her eyes, a few rays of morning sunlight shone through the high skylight above her onto the mottled and broken walls.
She covered her mouth and yawned, rubbing the tears from her eyes before she remembered her situation.
A sneer sounded, "Little bastard, you're still thinking about eating after entering prison. If you want to eat, learn from Mr. Fang in your cell. Give me enough money and I'll buy you anything."
Wei Miao looked in the direction of the food and saw a man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a big beard sitting cross-legged on the ground, biting a delicious chicken leg.
Hearing the patrolman talking, he threw a silver dollar to the patrolman and said, "What's the situation? Have you asked for me?"
The patrolman took the dollar, blew it, put it in his mouth and bit it, then put it in his uniform pocket with a smile on his face.
"I asked, I asked, Mr. Fang, your servant said that they have already contacted and are negotiating. When Master Lu is no longer angry, they will come to get you out."
After listening to this, Mr. Fang bit his chicken leg viciously and shouted:
"You son of a bitch, you stole my lover and sent me to jail. I think you're so great to have a warlord."
The patrolman seemed to have expected him to say this and turned away.
The only sounds left in the cell were Mr. Fang chewing his food and cursing.
Someone in the cell opposite laughed:
"Just go if you're happy. We'll just leave you at the police station. When the time comes, you can just spend some money to make arrangements. You know Rong Ye from the Green Gang. He was imprisoned in a military camp just two days after you."
Mr. Fang seems to have been detained for some time, but I haven't heard about this matter.
He immediately became interested and said, "Tell me what happened? Once you tell me, I'll treat you to a chicken drumstick."
Wei Miao touched his rumbling stomach and felt like grabbing the job. What should he do?