Heroes of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 390

Qi Guiheng, who had been the police chief of the Appeasement Department of the Reform Government, naturally knew who Kohinata Shiro was.

Since the person standing in front of him is working for the Japanese, and this place will be used as a safe house, Qi Guiheng can't open his mouth like a lion.

Qian Xiaobao solved this problem for him - the price he offered was a little higher than the bargained price, but also a little lower than his psychological expectation.

Although a little lower, it is still acceptable.

Qi Guiheng has been in the officialdom for more than 20 years and knows the truth of accepting what is good.Now the person who is standing opposite and speaks fluent Japanese in Japanese dialect is negotiating with you, so just agree quickly.

Qi Guiheng faintly felt that this Gao Xingjian might be a Japanese in disguise.

"Little brother, please be honest, and I can't be vague! Well, there's no need to bargain, just eleven large yellow croakers, and I'll give you all the tables, chairs, and beds in this room." Qi Guiheng said.

"Since Mr. Qi is so talkative, I will add two small yellow croakers to these things." Qian Xiaobao said.

"Brother Gao is really a sensible person." Qi Guiheng said.

"But since Mr. Qi is working in Nanjing, why should he go to Hong Kong?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

Hearing Qian Xiaobao's question, Qi Guiheng glared at Fang Ya and A Shun who was standing beside him, and replied awkwardly: "My family's close relatives are doing business in Hong Kong and asked me to help, there is really no way."

Unexpectedly, the business of a dozen large yellow croakers was finished in a few minutes.

Qian Xiaobao and Zhang Lixing bid farewell, and Fang Ya and A Shun followed behind.

"I'll give you five small yellow croakers after Kaaba is done," Zhang Lixing said.

Eleven large yellow croakers are 110 small yellow croakers. 5.00% should be a little more than five small yellow croakers, but Fang Ya A Shun was already very satisfied, he hurriedly agreed with a smile on his face when he heard what Zhang Lixing said.

"I will go back in three days at most. It seems that I won't be able to wait for the house photo. I will leave you thirteen gold bars. After deducting the house payment and the money for Fang Ya, you can take the rest to the public board of directors. People are accommodating." Qian Xiaobao said.

Shanghai has the public concession and the French Concession united by the United Kingdom and the United States.Relatively speaking, the French are easier to buy with money.

"Tongrong doesn't need a single gold bar, I'll give you the rest when you come next time." Zhang Lixing said.

When he was in Harbin, Qian Xiaobao helped Zhang Lixing when he was in trouble, but at that time he never thought that one day he would be rewarded.

The same is true for Jew Nelison.

Qian Xiaobao never thought that the Zhangli Guild would suddenly disappear after he handed over the thirteen gold bars to Zhang Lixing.

After finishing this important event, Qian Xiaobao returned to Licha Hotel relaxed.

"I'll take you to the ballroom tonight to have fun!" Qian Xiaobao said to Taro Hemoto beamingly.

Qian Xiaobao's purpose is very simple, to go to the dance hall is to watch the dancers' skirts flutter when they spin.

Qian Xiaobao took Taro Hemoto into the Xianle Ballroom.It was outside this dance hall two months ago, he killed six people who were protecting the dancer Xu Manyun, and watched as Lin Zhengjiang finally dealt with Xu Manyun.

Qian Xiaobao walked into the ballroom step by step following the rhythm of the dance music coming from the ballroom.

But as soon as he entered the ballroom, he was surrounded by three Japanese gendarmes.

"Certificate!" A Japanese gendarme said in blunt Chinese.

"Do you need a certificate to dance in the ballroom?" Qian Xiaobao asked angrily.

The three Japanese gendarmes were stunned. This was the worst one they encountered when they checked their documents tonight.

"It's in your jacket pocket, you take it out yourself!" Qian Xiaobao continued.

A Japanese gendarme reached into his jacket pocket and took out his ID to look at it.

"Are you from the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army? Why did you come to Shanghai?" the military police asked.

"The food is here for you, but the ship is just outside the Huangpu Wharf and hasn't unloaded yet." Qian Xiaobao replied in Japanese.

"He came with me, we two have a secret mission to carry out tonight!" Qian Xiaobao moved his chin in the direction of Taro Kawamoto and continued.

The Japanese military police put the ID back into Qian Xiaobao's jacket pocket and waved his hand to let him go.

If it was not the Kwantung Army but the No.13 Army of the Chinese Dispatch Army stationed in Shanghai, they would probably have taken back the two people who ran into the ballroom privately at night.

Due to the presence of Japanese military police on guard, the atmosphere in the ballroom was somewhat depressing.

All the people danced the waltz in pairs in the ballroom, instead of Qian Xiaobao's favorite rumba that kicked forked legs at every turn.

"Why did the military police come here to guard the door? There were no such people when I came here before." Qian Xiaobao asked puzzledly to a middle-aged man sitting next to him who was smoking a cigar with a pot belly.

"Brother, don't you know? Something happened in Shanghai this morning!" The middle-aged man replied mysteriously in a low voice.

"This matter has not been published in the newspaper today, but it should be in the newspaper tomorrow. SH Mayor Fu Xiaoan was found dead at home this morning, and his head was chopped off with a knife!" The middle-aged man continued.

Another assassination happened.

"Do you know who did it?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head and replied, "I don't know, but it should still be those people!"

When he spoke, he gestured with his hand to look like a pistol.

Now Qian Xiaobao began to understand people like Qi Guiheng who sold him the house.It is obvious that they can continue to make money in the newly established Nanjing government, but no matter how much money there is, if there is no life, it is nothing.

If you want to fight against Japan, you are afraid of death, and if you want to be a traitor, you are also afraid of death, so it is better to run away as soon as possible.

"It's not easy to work hard for the Japanese now." Qian Xiaobao said with emotion.

The middle-aged man put the cigar to his mouth and took a puff, and replied: "Isn't it? Let's talk about this dance hall. A woman who voted for No. 76 from Chongqing was killed at the entrance of the dance hall two months ago." .The other six people from No. 76 died together, and the blood was all over the ground!"

"Who is so courageous! Has the murderer been caught?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"The people at No. 76 searched the entire Shanghai Bund but couldn't find it. During that time, plainclothes spies were squatting at every intersection with the murderer's photo, but they didn't catch anyone." The middle-aged man replied.

Qian Xiaobao knew that he was talking about Lin Zhengjiang's photo.Due to Xu Manyun's betrayal, No. 76 must have a photo of Lin Zhengjiang in his hand.

It seems that Lin Zhengjiang jumped into the river from the boat that night and swam to Chongming Island and finally escaped.

"Well, I'm also a frequent visitor to this ballroom. The Xu Manyun who was beaten to death even danced several dances with me. She wanted to look good, to have a good figure, and to talk and behave like a lady. I didn't expect her to It's a spy sent by Chongqing! What a pity." The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed.

(End of this chapter)