My Spy Years

  Chapter 242 Catching Rape (Seeking Subscription Monthly Pass)

  Cheng Qianfan took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

   It is estimated that it is almost the same.

  He picked up his bag, checked the camera, and then closed the office door unhurriedly.

   Went downstairs, started his car, and put his bag on the passenger seat.

  He got out of the car to smoke, and pretended to go back upstairs.

   Then I saw a rickshaw pulling Linda past the door.

   His expression changed, and he cursed.

   Get in the car quickly, start the car and leave the courtyard.

  Pete and the White Russian dancer had a tryst at the Asia Hotel on Father Jin Road, which was Pete's stronghold.

  Cheng Qianfan has already calculated all this.

  The car was driving unhurriedly. He observed from the rearview mirror and kept a few hundred meters ahead of the rickshaw.

  When approaching the hotel, he started to accelerate, braked suddenly, and the car stopped at the entrance of Asia Hotel.

  Cheng Qianfan got off the car, picked up his bag, and rushed into the hotel in a hurry.

  …

   Hotel Room 301.

  Bang bang bang, Cheng Qianfan knocked **** the door.

   "Who is it?" Pete's angry voice came from inside.

   "It's me." Cheng Qianfan shouted.

  Peter opened the door and looked at Cheng Qianfan who rushed in, a little confused, "Qianfan, why are you here?"

   As he spoke, he showed a weird smile, "Hey, hey, brother, do you also want to..."

  Cheng Qianfan was furious, looking at Pete who was wearing shorts and a white shirt, disheveled, "What are you thinking, Linda is here."

  Pete's face changed immediately.

   rushed into the room in a hurry, looking for his pants everywhere.

  Cheng Qianfan caught a glimpse of the briefcase on the ground, and he kicked the briefcase to the corner under the bed.

  Peter put on his pants in a panic, looking around with his eyes.

   "What are you looking for?"

   "My Briefcase."

   "It's too late." Cheng Qianfan stomped angrily, and handed his car keys to Pete, "Hurry up, be careful not to be hit by Linda, take the stairs on the left."

   As he spoke, he pushed Pete to the door.

  As soon as he opened the door, Pete heard the voice of a waiter in the distance, and the sound of chaotic footsteps.

   Terrified, Pete no longer cared about looking for his briefcase, and ran towards the stairs on the left.

  Rushing all the way downstairs, ran outside, started Cheng Qianfan's car, and fled away.

  …

  Cheng Qianfan closed the door, walked into the room, and saw a white Russian dancer lying on the bed and winking at him.

   "Sir, if you agree to be alone, you have to pay more."

   "Call!" Cheng Qianfan quickly took off his coat and said.

   "What?" The Belarusian dancer froze.

   "Call!" Cheng Qianfan took out a few French coins from his pocket and threw them on the bed.

  The Belarusian dancer lifted the quilt, didn't mind being naked at all, quickly took the banknotes away, and howled like a wolf.

   At this moment, the door was knocked violently.

  Cheng Qianfan didn't open the door right away, but waited for more than ten seconds before putting on a frantic look, pulling up his trousers and opening the door, "Who is it!"

   Then, he was knocked away by the angry Linda and the maid, followed by the helpless waiter.

   "Where's Pete?" Linda glanced at Cheng Qianfan, who was disheveled and wearing a belt, and asked directly.

   "Pete?" Cheng Qianfan had a mixed expression of embarrassment, anger, and shame, "Pete is in the patrol room, Linda, what are you doing here?"

  Linda ignored him and rushed into the room, only to hear a woman screaming from inside.

   "Where's Pete?" Linda looked around and asked angrily.

   "I said that Pete was in the police station." Cheng Qianfan was also a little angry, with a look of being outraged and embarrassed by being hit by an 'adultery'.

   "Men don't have a good thing." Linda glared at Cheng Qianfan, and left angrily with the maid.

  The waiter glanced at Cheng Qianfan with a strange expression.

   "Get out!" Cheng Qianfan cursed unhappily, and directly closed the door.

  …

  Going back to the inner room, I saw this White Russian dancer posing, "Sir, let's continue."

  Cheng Qianfan wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced greedily at the woman, but finally shook his head and said, "You go."

  The Belarusian woman will continue to act like a baby. She knows that this young and handsome man is a senior police officer in the patrol room:

  Young and handsome, with status, the most important thing is that you have no wife, so you don't have to worry about being caught.

  For these white Russian women living in Shanghai, if they can hook up, it will be an excellent backer.

   "You are Pete's woman now." Cheng Qianfan grabbed the White Russian woman's waist, glanced greedily at the waves, and put a few banknotes on the woman's chest, "You go."

  The Belarusian woman understood what the young police officer meant when she heard the words, so she put on her clothes, winked at Cheng Qianfan, and left with her waist twisted.

  …

  After the Belarusian woman left, Cheng Qianfan directly locked the door.

  He fishes Pete's briefcase from under the bed.

   Open it and see that there are several file bags inside.

  Cheng Qianfan took out blades, candles, ink pads and cameras from his bag.

   Carefully unpack the file bags one by one.

   Found the confidential document that Sanben Jiro asked him to steal, and quickly took pictures.

  Afterwards, the rest of the files were also photographed.

  Then, he carefully took out the film casing, and put it into the previously prepared cassette, with double protection to prevent exposure.

   Changed to a new film, this time, only the document requested by Sanben Jiro was taken.

After finishing all this, Cheng Qianfan began to carefully finish the finishing work, put the documents back into the file bag, restored the stamps on the file bag one by one, and checked carefully before putting the file bag in the original order he had memorized. Back in the briefcase.

   Then put the camera, blade, candle, ink pad and other items in your own bag.

  Before leaving, Cheng Qianfan stopped in his tracks. He looked at the table and found a drop of wax oil.

  He carefully scraped off the drop of wax oil with a blade, then dipped a towel in warm water, wiped it, and rubbed it lightly with his fingers to confirm that there was no more trace.

  Fu checked the room again, and after confirming that there was no problem, he opened the door and left.

  …

  Cheng Qianfan left the Asia Hotel.

   Quickly walked to a small alley next door, Hao Zai was already waiting for him.

  Cheng Qianfan handed his bag to Haozai, Haozai put it in a cloth bag, handed over a bag of the same style, turned and left.

  The whole process was completed quickly without any verbal communication between the two people.

  Afterwards, Cheng Qianfan did not exit the alley, but continued to walk along the alley, detoured several alleys, and after confirming that no one was following him, he waved for a rickshaw, "Central police station."

   "Okay, Inspector Cheng, please sit down." The rickshaw driver graciously helped him put down the awning.

   Arriving at the central patrol room at No. 22 Xue Huali Road, Cheng Qianfan glanced at the courtyard, saw his car, and smiled.

  He went straight to the office of the deputy squad leader of the investigation squad of the Political Department, and saw Pete with an anxious face.

   "Here you are." Cheng Qianfan handed the briefcase to Pete.

  Peter quickly took it, opened the briefcase, and saw that the documents were all in the right order, and no one had touched them, so he let out a long sigh of relief.

   "Thank you, thank you, my friend." Pete gave a bear hug happily, "It's really thanks to you this time."

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  (end of this chapter)