Crane

Chapter 4

Beibei, in addition to its unique street names, is also full of sycamores like Nanjing. Whenever you see it, you will easily think of the romance of the Jiangs.

In front of the simple shop, Fu Jing and Wu Xuanyi were sitting on low stools, munching on the fragrant Huaxi Beef Noodles garnished with fresh coriander.Not to mention the well-polished Dodge cars, the clothes are enough to be conspicuous.One is a british beauty wearing a jacket with a large lapel and riding breeches and boots; the other is a young girl wrapped in a small ivory white dress, who hides a bit of playfulness in the wind/feeling, especially when she sucks her nose and keeps waving her hands When fanning the wind and screaming spicy, it was even more vivid.

It's really pleasing to watch the beauties face to face.

After feasting and putting down a few French coins, the two picked up black leather gloves and a sandalwood bone fan, got into the black car one after another, and drove out of the street steadily.

Today, they are going to Kowloon Shop.

The tens of miles below Wangping Mountain belong to the boundary of Kowloon, and there is a wharf next to Pu Town, which was rebuilt by the Chengdu-Chongqing Railway Bureau on the basis of the original Mifang Wharf.In addition to the two gangs of Qinghong, there are also local Paoge from the Gelaohui, which is a real gathering place for gangsters.Since the head of the committee/chairman revealed his intention to purge, the three major gangs quickly formed a group, helping and taking care of each other overtly and secretly, so that the government/government president would not be "dead" and continued to be their tyrants.But the scheming Du Yuesheng waved his hand and put this piece of land directly under the name of Fu Jing, so as to express "obedience" to the Chongqing government/government, and secondly, he could also take the opportunity to curry favor with Commander Fu and save money for his comeback .

Fu Jing didn't like to swim in muddy waters, and she rarely showed up. After a long time, except for Wang Er and a few right-hand assistants who helped with the management, there were not many people who had seen real people.So when she drove a high-profile Dodge car and swaggered through the city with Wu Xuanyi, she immediately attracted the attention of hooligans/hooligans.

Fu Jing’s new-style camera hanging around her neck kept clicking all the way. No matter the old mountain pavilion that was half bombarded by the artillery fire, the old beams of the house that had just been painted red, or even the various teahouses and teahouses built on the side of the mountain road. Can tell her to get out of the car and wait and see for a long time.The gangsters tacitly followed from a distance, watching the two walk side by side into the oldest tea house in the town, which was lucky not to be destroyed by gunpowder - Qingzhuyuan - to ask for tea.

The long riding boots on Fu Jing’s feet were spotless, so bright that they could reflect people’s shadows, and the engraved gold lace trim on Wu Xuanyi’s top hat was also shining softly and thinly under the beautiful sun, which made them look like characters walking out of a painting , with the vigor of spring all the year round.

Go upstairs and take a seat, order a pot of Jiewei Kuding tea, Fu Jing picks up a thin bamboo stick, tie up some sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus dates made of Miyun jujube, and hand it to Wu Xuanyi's mouth, watching her white teeth slightly exposed, her red lips opening and closing , chewing the sweet jujube with relish, she couldn't help showing her brows and eyes, and her smile was more pleasing than that of Shancai boy.After eating for a while, Fu Jing raised her left hand to take the tea bowl, stretched out her thumb, index finger and middle finger to stand beside the bowl, sipping the bland tea as if leisurely.

This gesture is a true underworld code word, calling for help from the gang, if there are gang members present, they will definitely come to the bottom of the game.

The gangster who fell in the back and Zusanjie Street was dumbfounded when he saw this posture. He never expected that the fat job he had been coveting for a long time was related to the underworld, so his thoughts of robbery immediately faded by half.Still not giving up, he waited outside and kept poking his head until he saw the disciples of the Qing Gang showing surprise and respect to Fu Jing, then he was willing to cut off the remaining thoughts of stealing, and left in twos and threes.

The underworld is not easy to mess with.

Ten minutes later, the burly Wang Er rushed to Fu Jing with several apprentices. When he saw Fu Jing, he hurriedly bowed down.He committed a crime earlier, and it was only thanks to Fu Jing's help that he escaped from prison, so he has always been grateful to Dade.Seeing that the two had something to discuss, Wu Xuanyi didn't say much, grabbed a handful of fennel beans, left a bright smile, and stepped on a small high heel to watch Sichuan opera on the third floor.

Fu Jing took out her pocket watch, it was about 11 o'clock, the time was just right, so she moved a stool and sat down with Wang Er, and generously explained her purpose of coming: she wanted to get a car, and the influence of the old driving headquarters was not good, of course, the stolen goods I don't want it.

This Jiulongpu town is full of dragons and snakes, and there are all kinds of businesses. Fu Jing finally asked him to do an errand in private. Wang Er was very happy, so he hurriedly patted his chest hard, saying that the safekeeping can be obtained, and the price is relatively cheap.

He didn't know that the drunkard's intention was not to drink.

The two chatted enthusiastically, and suddenly there was a commotion at the bottom of the river. The quickly gathered police surrounded the pier, and set up checkpoints around them. Only a few black cars were allowed in, and the tigers crouched and walked slowly. .

"What's going on?" Fu Jing lowered her voice and asked knowingly.

The first car in the car belongs to the inspection/investigation department, which is just downstairs from her office, and it is under the control of the military. It is like a fake secret service.The director's surname is Wei, and his name is Wei Chonglou. He graduated from the Huangfu Military Academy and was particularly active in arresting the Communist Party.

"Isn't the one surnamed Wang dying of illness? Seeing that Nanjing is about to end, there will be rebels, and the government officials will have special escorts. Looking at today's posture, it is definitely not easy. Sister Fu, you still don't know about this?" Wang Er looked at the groups of neatly dressed soldiers below, and sighed, soldiers are more decent than gangsters.

Of course, Fu Jing knew that the traitor came from No. 76, Wang Puppet Secret Service Headquarters, which is no less than the secret service agency of the Kuomintang Central Command and Military Command. My own Dodge.

Fill up the gas and drive to the designated place in advance: Qingzhuyuan, which is what the Communist Party calls "a small favor".

There are so many agencies and departments working hard, just wanting to take people back to their homes for interrogation so that they can extract the most valuable information.As long as there is a businessman who is responsible for the end, it is not impossible to forcibly withdraw the Dodge car out of the warning range, but unfortunately they were all intimidated by the special command pass affixed to the car, and no one has cared about it so far.

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant's nest, and there is no one else to blame.

The sound of footsteps moved up from downstairs, and soon the head of Wei Chonglou, the director of the inspection/investigation department, followed him with a big cap.Every time the military command dispatches and inspects/investigates, it always puts people on the periphery. Who knows whether they are thinking about the military command bureau or the garrison headquarters. It will be difficult if they are robbed of credit.

Wei Chonglou waved his hand casually, and the soldiers behind him immediately dispersed, and began to clear people like wolves and tigers. 5 minutes ago, when he saw the Dodge downstairs from a distance, the authoritative director of the inspection/investigation department knew who was in it. He stomped his feet to confirm that the boots could make a loud hammering sound when they stepped on the wooden floor. After the sound was over, he rushed upstairs in a businesslike manner.

"Hey, Secretary Fu, it's a pleasure to meet you." Wei Chonglou pretended to be surprised, his falcon-like eyes quickly swept away, and the spy's innate intuition made him smell something unusual.

"Wei Chu, it's not easy to run errands on the big weekend." Fu Jing handed over the cigarette case, lit up the lighter with engraved copper edges, and leaned over to light his cigarette: "Miss Wu is listening to an opera, brothers, be gentle." Don't scare people, it's not easy to explain to Director Wu." While talking, he looked out of the building, and at some point in the opposite alley, a Zhongtong car was parked, apparently they also wanted a piece of the pie.

"Oh? Mrs. Wu is here too?" Wei Chonglou blinked his eyes, asked his soldiers to give some instructions, and then stared at Fu Jing with great interest.

From the very beginning, Wei Chonglou has always been displeased with Fu Jing's pampering and pampering, let alone Wu Xuanyi's choice. He always feels that with his own status and means, he is the one who should get Wu Xuanyi the most.Although the hair on the big head is almost falling out, what does it matter?Isn't the Chiang Committee/Chairman a model of extreme intelligence?

So he insisted on calling her Mrs. Wu, so that Fu Jing would know that the "hooked up" was a married woman, so he deliberately added trouble.