My Spy Years

  Chapter 33 La Fei Fang

  Central patrol room on Xue Huali Road.

  Cheng Qianfan signed in the sign-in book, and he helped that kid He Guan to sign in too.

   "Xiao Cheng." Big Tou Lu handed him a beautifully wrapped gift box.

"How much?"

   "Thirty yuan in French currency." Datou Lu raised his voice, looked around at the same time, and whispered, "You can give me ten yuan, the best packaging, and the worst American ginseng inside."

  Cheng Qianfan nodded understandingly.

  Deputy inspector Ma Yishou came in cursing.

  The duty room quieted down, everyone pricked up their ears to listen, and they probably heard words like 'fake foreign woman', 'pretend to look'.

   "Master, what's the matter?" Cheng Qianfan asked curiously.

  Seeing Cheng Qianfan, Ma Yishou's eyes lit up, "Qianfan, you go, there is a case on Lafayette Road, you can speak foreign language."

   "Okay." Cheng Qianfan nodded, put on his police cap, "Which one?"

   "No. 15 is the home of the foreign woman named Lu."

  …

  Cheng Qianfan suppressed his laughter. No. 15 Lafayette Road is a house bought by a wealthy businessman for his concubine. The concubine is Chinese, but she chose a foreign name of 'Luth'. This woman is known in the patrol room:

   For trivial matters, they have to call the police, and the police are a little 'not in place', and they even threaten to call the Police Superintendent Ferguson to complain.

   What made the patrolling arrests most angry was that this Ms. Ruth spoke foreign words when facing the Chinese.

When the policeman said she didn't understand, Ms. Ruth would raise her proud chin, look contemptuously for a while, and then reluctantly speak in Shanghai dialect, as if speaking Chinese would dirty her mouth .

  Even a **** like Lao Mo thinks this woman is too much, gossips privately that when this woman sleeps with her husband, he shouts in foreign language.

  For this woman, the police of the police house are extremely impatient, and no one wants to deal with the police of her house.

   In this situation, Cheng Qianfan came to the patrol room to be on duty.

   Cheng Qianfan, who can speak French and looks handsome, seems to be very popular with Ms. Ruth, and her family has more and more police cases.

  Cheng Qianfan took two third-class Chinese arresters out, and happened to meet He Guan. When this boy heard that it was a matter of Ms. Ruth's house, he was happy to go with him.

   "Although the fake foreign woman has a bad temper, she is pretty." He Guan winked, "I think you should follow along."

   "Get out!"

  …

  The Lafeifang area is a high-end residential area that has been strictly planned. Only European-style garden houses are allowed to be built here, and the price is expensive.

   It costs about 30,000 to build a three-story bungalow on Lafayette Road.

Cheng Qianfan is a police officer, and his monthly income is 150 French currency, which means that if he wants to own a bungalow on Lafayette Road, he will need nearly 17 years without eating or drinking to save enough money. .

  A dead dog lies in the garden, and Lady Ruth is crying at a distance.

  The maid was talking and the car was turning around. Fortunately, Cheng Qianfan was able to catch and understand: Ms. Ruth's dog was beaten to death, and they only found the dead dog lying in the garden in the morning.

  My pet was killed, and Ms. Ruth lost the enthusiasm to invite Cheng Qianfan to drink coffee. Accompanied by the maid, she returned to the room, looked at the dead dog outside through the glass window, and continued to cry.

  Cheng Qianfan knelt down to examine the dog's body.

  Opened the dog's mouth, leaned closer to smell it, a stench made Cheng Qianfan wave his hand, this dog has a bad breath.

   "I said a long time ago that the dog in this fake foreign woman's house will die a terrible death." He Guan stared at the strong dead dog, his eyes shining brightly.

  …

   This dog is very vicious. It has bitten many innocent citizens. It is a famous dog in the Central District. If the owner's background is not strong enough, he would have been dealt with by the police according to the law.

  Cheng Qianfan greeted Ms. Ruth, and asked if the owner buried the dead dog by himself, or...

   "Take it away, you take it away," screamed Ms. Ruth, who said she was afraid of dead dogs.

   "Okay then." Cheng Qianfan nodded, wanting to say "Sorrow and change", but felt it was inappropriate.

   "You have to help Jack choose a good place." Ms. Ruth said weeping.

   "Don't worry, Ms. Ruth, we will help Jack choose the most suitable home." He Guan said loudly.

  The patrolmen found a thick stick and hung the dead dog upside down. The two patrolmen carried the dead dog back to Xue Huali Road one after the other.

   Along the way, some citizens recognized that this was actually the famous dog Jack, and immediately rushed to tell the truth, and some citizens applauded and cheered for the patrol.

  He Guan kept bowing his hands to the citizens, very proud.

  Cheng Qianfan glanced at the kid, clicked his tongue, and ignored him.

   Several silk threads hung between Jack's teeth.

   This is very similar to the silk thread on Ms. Ruth's silk scarf today, and this Ms. Ruth just now behaved in fear of dead dogs, so it stands to reason that she should not have come into contact with dead dogs.

  The position of the silk thread in the dog's mouth could not have been removed during normal play. It should be left behind by the dog's ruthless bite when struggling desperately.

  This can only show that there is some connection between the death of the dog and Ms. Ruth.

  Cheng Qianfan paid a little more attention and interest to this arrogant Ms. Ruth, who made everyone on the patrols turn their faces and avoided her.

  …

   "Keiko, you shouldn't have agreed with the police to take Jack away." The maid said with a grim expression.

   "Didn't you notice the look in the eyes of that police officer?" Ms. Ruth smiled proudly, "Don't you think that a dead dog being caught and eaten by the police is the most wonderful destination?"

  "Unfamiliar dog!" Ms. Ruth gritted her teeth, her pretty face also looked eerie because of the ferocious expression, "Just like his master, he should be cut into pieces and turned into feces!"

  He Guan took two third-class Chinese arresters and carried the dead dog to the cafeteria of the patrol house.

   "Be careful, Ms. Ruth knows." Cheng Qianfan reminded.

   "This is an autopsy!" He Guan waved his hand, and couldn't wait to say to a kitchen assistant, "Hurry up, buy more ingredients."

   "Bah, bah, bah." Ma Yishou vomited directly, "This stuff is so bitter, how can you drink it?"

   "Is it bitter?" Cheng Qianfan laughed in his heart. Seeing him drinking coffee, Ma Yishou wanted to try it, but he vomited it all in one gulp.

   "This stuff is worse than cat urine." Ma Yishou shook his head.

  The cat urine he mentioned is beer, which many people are not used to drinking.

   "Add some sugar." Cheng Qianfan took out a jar from the drawer. There was a spoon in the jar. He put a big spoon full of sugar, "Taste it now, it's sweet."

  …

   "Boss, what's going on, isn't it sweet?" A customer slapped the table angrily.

   Many diners looked over and saw this person's face flushed, and shouted angrily, "Why is this bean curd salty?"

   When the diners heard this, they were not happy.

   "Isn't the bean curd salty?"

   "Yes, this tofu curd is already salty."

   "Is there sweet bean curd?"

   "I seem to have heard that sweet bean curd is eaten in the south, what do they think."

   Hearing the discussions around him, the guests became even angrier, but they didn't dare to continue shouting after all.

  Sanweiheng’s owner Fan Laosan hurried over, “Guest officer, our tofu curds here are all salty, not sweet, please bear with me.”

   "Then you should tell me in advance." The guest said angrily, "I took a bite of salted bean curd, and I feel uncomfortable. Is this for human food?"

  This remark provoked public outrage.

   "Say what?"

   "You Cantonese guy, I'll kill you."

  The customer was frightened and wanted to apologize, but two figures rushed up, picked him up, and threw him out of the restaurant.

   "Nice job, Hiroko."

   "Brother Hao, if you don't do it, we will do it too."

  Everyone said one after another.

   "Li Hao just needs to do these rough jobs." Li Hao said with a laugh.

   "Brother Hao, today is the evening shift?"

   "Late shift, cold weather, unlucky reminder." Li Hao complained a few words, took a half-sized child and continued to go back to finish eating fried and chaotic.

  …

   "Boss Fan, what do you want, pay the bill." Li Hao handed over the banknote.

   "Sorry, sorry, I was distracted just now, this is worrying." Fan Laosan took the banknote and repeatedly confessed.

   "If you have any difficulties, let's talk about it." Li Hao is an enthusiastic person, and said, "There are so many of you, let's see if we can help you."

   "That's right."

   "Extremely extreme."

  Many people are also warm-hearted. Of course, some people are not happy to hear it. Who has the time to help others these days, but they still say yes in unison.

  Fan Laosan sighed, and said that Lai Xiaowu was beaten for his own sake, and would have to rest for three to five days.

   "Hey, what a big deal."

   "Just ask a helper for two days."

   "Boss Fan is so stingy, he won't give up." Someone shouted.

   "Who said that? Who said this?" Fan Laosan said with a straight face, "Don't insult people's innocence out of thin air."

  Here, after hearing this, Li Hao turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged boy beside him, "Boss Fan, can you see if this kid is okay?"

   "No." Fan Laosan glanced at him. He is a half-grown man who eats a poor old man.

   "No salary." Li Hao hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, "Just take care of the food."

Fan Laosan glanced at the half-sized boy again. He picked up the ledger again to see how much Li Hao and the two of them had eaten that he had recorded just now, and recalled how much the half-sized boy ate. The abacus was crackling, and finally nodded, "It's agreed, no wages, just food."

   "Okay!" Li Hao nodded.

  …

  Old Huang from the medical room hiccupped and came in.

   "Old Huang, did you drink again this morning?" Liu Bo looked up and said with a smile.

   "Old Huang, you miscalculated this time, the cafeteria has good meat." He Guan said with a smile, "Why don't you save lunch for a good drink."

   "Where's Lao Mo?" Lao Huang ignored everyone's teasing and asked with a blushing face.

  Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, did Huang get dizzy from drinking?

   "Didn't Lao Mo get injured on business, and he won't have to go to work for these two days." He Guan immediately said, "Old Huang, you are confused. You should know where Lao Mo is."

   "Of course I know...I know shit." Lao Huang cursed, "Lao Mo should have come to change his medicine yesterday, but I kindly waited until midnight, but didn't come."

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   Slaying the You-level monsters, the pure yang skill is complete!

   Killing monsters at the resentment level, the Tianwu Gang Qi is complete!

   Slay powerful monsters and break your limits!

   beheaded—

   A few years later, Shen Changqing turned into a guardian envoy of the human race, and all the monsters bowed their heads!

   "One day with me, the human race will never die!"

  (end of this chapter)