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Chapter 1218 Shanghai Station? (Please double monthly ticket)

Zhang Mansion.
Zhang Xiaolin walked back and forth anxiously with his hands on his back.
Dingling.
The phone ringing in the living room suddenly rang.
The butler Sui Erqiu walked over quickly and picked up the phone and microphone. After listening to a few words, he handed the phone to Zhang Xiaolin with both hands, "Master, it was Qilin who called it."
Zhang Xiaolin stepped forward two steps and grabbed the phone and microphone, "It's me, has it become?"
The hopeful look on Zhang Xiaolin's face instantly turned into resentment and dissatisfaction, "Waste."
With a shout of sugar bean curd, Zhang Xiaolin directly pulled the microphone down hard.
"Master..." Sui Erqiu looked at Zhang Xiaolin.
"Let that little bastard escape another disaster." Zhang Xiaolin snorted coldly and said.
"Master, as the saying goes, you can escape from the first day of the first day and the fifteenth day of the year. Cheng Qianfan will not be so lucky every time." Sui Erqian said comfortingly.
Zhang Xiaolin gasped heavily and went straight upstairs.
"Qilin is back, let him come to see me immediately." Zhang Xiaolin said while standing on the stairs.
"I know." Sui Erqiu quickly agreed.
But I thought in my mind that although Lai Qilin failed to do things this time, it seems that he is "the holy favor is not reduced."
In this way, we have to be close to Lai Qilin very much.
...
About an hour later, Lai Qilin hurried back to Zhang's mansion.
Immediately, I was led to the study and reported to Zhang Xiaolin who had been waiting for a long time.
After hearing Lai Qilin's detailed report on the failure to assassinate Cheng Qianfan, Zhang Xiaolin's face was gloomy and unstable.
He didn't speak, and Lai Qilin shut up and didn't dare to speak.
After a while, Zhang Xiaolin sighed in great anger, "This slut has become a climate now."
Cheng Qianfan is supported by the Japanese, and his power in the French Concession is expanding greatly. Even in the public concession, the British and Americans turn a blind eye to some of Cheng Qianfan's behaviors.
Take today as an example, so many policemen, bodyguards, and more than a dozen cars, carrying weapons and ammunition with them, pass through Waibaidu Bridge in a blatant manner, and those Sikh policemen pretended that they had not seen it, which was simply outrageous.
"No tail left?" Zhang Xiaolin said with a serious expression, "Isn't there a guy pretending to be a reporter and was arrested?"
"That person knows nothing." Lai Qilin said, "They really think they are military commanders and are carrying out the orders from the top."
As he said that, Lai Qilin saw Zhang Xiaolin's unique gaze. He moved his heart and couldn't help asking, "Boss, I had doubts before, could it be..."
"What do you doubt?" Zhang Xiaolin smiled slightly.
"That Wan Youan, is he really the Chongqing side..." Lai Qilin asked.
Zhang Xiaolin smiled.
Wan Youan is helping, dare to fight and has a lot of brains.
When Wan Youan volunteered to help Zhang Xiaolin find out that Zhang Xiaolin was planning the assassination of Cheng Qianfan, he volunteered. He contributed a plan to Zhang Xiaolin:
Ji, blame the Military Control Commission!
In other words, Wan Youan's guy, the Military Control Commission, is almost the same as the military control command actually attacking.
Because Wan Youan's specific plan is that first he would pretend to be a military commander, and then attract anti-Japanese personnel to join in the name of the Shanghai station chief of the Military Control Commission. These anti-Japanese elements would really think that they had joined the Military Control Commission. Then, Wan Youan would issue an order to assassinate Cheng Qianfan in the name of the captain of the Military Control Commission Shanghai Operation Team.
In this way, even if someone fails to be arrested, he will only really think that he is a member of the Military Control Commission and is ordered to eradicate the traitor Cheng Qianfan without involving Zhang Xiaolin.
Zhang Xiaolin praised Wan You'an's plan and ordered his subordinate Lai Qilin, whom he admired, to join forces with Wan You'an to assassinate Cheng Qianfan.
"Maybe yes, maybe not." Zhang Xiaolin shook his head, "Is this important?"
"Not important, not important." Lai Qilin said quickly, "As the boss, you said, what matters is who is the friend and who is the real enemy."
"Look at Wan You'an." Zhang Xiaolin sneered, "When is this person no longer worth it, I will give him and the Japanese rewards."
"I understand." Lai Qilin nodded, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
...
Lafeird Road.
Chengfu.
"I heard that something happened to the dock?" Bai Ruolan took the sleeping sesame seeds from her husband, and asked casually.
"The small matter has been handled." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile. He pinched the little sesame hand, and the little baby's mouth flattened, as if he was about to cry.
Bai Ruolan glared at her husband, and the warning in her eyes was very strong.
"Where is Xiaobao?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"I went to my classmate's house to have fun," Bai Ruolan said, "A new female classmate has been transferred to the school, and Xiaobao and her have become handkerchiefs."
"New classmate?" Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly.
"It is said that I came from Hangzhou." Bai Ruolan said, "The female student's father is a surgeon at Guangci Hospital, and her mother teaches German in school."
Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, but wrote down the matter in his heart, thinking that Haozi would arrange someone to investigate the details of the new classmate's home.
"Sir, Madam, can you serve the food?" The cook wearing an apron came over and asked if he could start a meal.
"Select the food." Bai Ruolan nodded.
"Yes, ma'am."
"From the second floor of the wine cabinet, take a bottle of red wine," said Cheng Qianfan.
As he said that, he looked at Bai Ruolan, "Ruolan, have two drinks with me."
Dingling.
At this moment, the phone ringing in the living room rang.
Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly.
"Go and pick it up. There must be something urgent to call at this time." Bai Ruolan said.
Cheng Qianfan just returned home. In this case, unless there is something extremely urgent, everyone will generally not disturb him.
Cheng Qianfan apologized at Bai Ruolan, and he walked up to pick up the phone and microphone.
"I am Cheng Qianfan."
"Are you sure?"
"Okay, I get it."
After putting on the phone and microphone, Cheng Qianfan looked at his wife with apologies, "There is an emergency official service in the police station, and I need to deal with it..."
"I just came back and couldn't even have a stable meal." Bai Ruolan said a little dissatisfied.
"I have been on business for so many days and squeezed so much work." Cheng Qianfan shook his head and said, "I am not in Shanghai, and my work can barely work. Now that I am back, don't you report to me."
Standing on the steps outside the living room and watching the car her husband was riding out under the guarding of multiple cars, Bai Ruolan couldn't help but worry. The surprise in Cheng Qianfan's eyes just now and the coldness behind the surprise were successfully captured by Bai Ruolan. She knew that something must have happened that shocked her husband, and this shock often means that things were a bit complicated.
...
"Have you asked?" Cheng Qianfan rubbed his temples and asked
"Recruited." Li Hao said, "This man is called Xiang Wei, and he is a member of the Sixth Team of the Shanghai Operation Brigade of the Military Control Commission."
He glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Brother Fan, according to Xiang Wei's confession, those other people are also members of the Sixth Division of the Military Intelligence Bureau Shanghai Operation Brigade."
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