MTL - My Spy Years-Chapter 20 night sneak

  Chapter 20 Night Stealth

  Everyone glanced at the drunk Xiao Cheng, they all laughed and continued to talk nonsense.

  Deputy Inspector Ma Yishou said one thing. There was a shooting on Xiafei Road yesterday. Inspector Lu Dazhang was scolded **** by Lieutenant Marley of the Political Department.

   Ma Yishou's tone of voice was clearly gloating.

  Earlier, Ma Yishou and Lu Dazhang were defeated in the competition for the inspector of Xiafei Road.

  Cheng Qianfan, who lay down and pretended to be drunk, was startled. The shooting at Xiafei Road should refer to Lao Liao being shot to death.

   "I know about this." Jin Kemu nodded, "Lu Dazhang is really unlucky, has the case been solved?"

"Fuck!" Ma Yishou chuckled, "A policeman saw a man, he looked like a little **** from the party affairs office they had caught, but he didn't get caught, he was very angry. Scolding, he can only scold a few words, he didn't catch the current situation, it's because he can't do anything with the gang of Party Affairs Office."

  The relationship between the police station and the Party Affairs Investigation Office of the State Government is very delicate. There is a hostile relationship and they have cooperated many times. Therefore, there is an unwritten tacit understanding between the two parties.

  Party Affairs Investigation Office!

   It turned out to be them!

  Although Cheng Qianfan also judged that it was the government spies who killed Lao Liao, there are many spy agencies in the government, including the Party Affairs Investigation Office, the Secret Service Department, and the Songhu Garrison Command also has its own constitutional agency.

  In addition, Cheng Qianfan also once suspected that it was Ritec who did it. Lao Liao was an anti-unionist, so he might be targeted by Ritt.

  Now, Ma Yishou has confirmed that it was the work of a special agent from the Party Affairs Investigation Office, and Cheng Qianfan's chest was filled with anger and hatred.

  The whole person is covered with sad emotions.

  Old Liao is his closest comrade-in-arms and his respected elder!

  This feud is irreconcilable, and sooner or later he will avenge it!

  …

   "Xiao Cheng, are you okay?"

  The table was over, Jin Kemu patted Cheng Qianfan's shoulder, heard a slight snoring, and laughed, "You little red guy, you slept soundly."

   "Qianfan, let's go, let's continue drinking." He Guan staggered, came over and shook Cheng Qianfan vigorously.

  Cheng Qianfan raised his head drunkenly, "Drink, keep drinking."

   As he spoke, he got up staggeringly, but his feet were unsteady, and he couldn't help himself, flickering.

  Squinting his eyes in the mist, his eyes widened and he didn't know where he was.

  Suddenly knocked Heguan open, leaning on the chair, wow, and spit out a piece.

  Everyone hurriedly covered their noses to avoid it. Some people couldn't take it anymore after being smothered by the smell, and followed Ula to vomit all over the floor.

  Here, after Cheng Qianfan vomited, he leaned on the wall and was about to fall asleep again.

   "Old Fang! Old Fang!" Jin Kemu shouted at the top of his voice.

   "Here, come, Jintou, don't worry, everything has been arranged."

  Boss Fang of the Yingbin Building is a meticulous person. He has already arranged for several rickshaws, and arranged for the young man to follow him all the way. He patted his chest and promised to send the police officers home safely.

  …

  Yandri.

Running all the way, the panting young man took the key from Cheng Qianfan's pocket, opened the door, helped the drunk into the room with the coachman, threw him on the bed, took the quilt and covered it indiscriminately, and muttered a few words in displeasure , then closed the door and left.

  As soon as the two left, Cheng Qianfan opened his eyes.

  After about seven or eight minutes, he quietly got up and went to the window, and opened the gap in the curtain to look out.

   The alley was very quiet, completely dark.

  He fetched a foot basin, clasped his throat vigorously, and vomited half of the basin.

   He took out the sober medicine from the drawer and took two pills.

   After pouring a basin of cold water to wash his face, he felt much more awake.

   Lightly picked up the quilt and covered the window, and then lit an oil lamp.

  Remove the bookcase, remove the two bricks in the corner behind the bookcase, take out the Mauser pistol, put it close to the oil lamp, quickly disassemble it completely, and carefully assemble it back, making sure that everything from the bullet to the firing pin is in normal condition.

   Quickly changed into the most common black helper clothes, with a dagger stuffed in each of the left and right trousers.

Carefully glued the beard on the chin, smeared the prepared potion on the face, making the face sallow, stuffed a walnut in the mouth, and said a few words softly, the voice of the whole person became extremely hoarse , and then nodded in satisfaction.

   After waiting for another quarter of an hour, the door was locked.

Blowing out the oil lamp, gently opening the window, flipping the cat waist out, pulling the curtains, closing the window, pulling a thin black string, the window bolt clicked, and a small wooden stick was tied at one end of the string, Get stuck in the cracks in the corners of the outer walls.

  The whole person was as dexterous as a cat, lowered his body, swished, jumped over the roof a few times, and disappeared into the night.

  …

  At this time, Wang Kangnian took Ding Naifei into the darkroom on the second floor, which was specially used for developing photos. Under the dim red light, the faces were inexplicably strange.

   "Leader, it's all washed out." Xiao Si wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

  During the arrest of Lao Liao yesterday, Xiao Si hid in a corner with a camera and took many photos.

   What we have to do now is to find out suspicious persons from among those who have appeared at the scene.

   "Is there anything suspicious?" Wang Kangnian asked in a deep voice.

   As the saying goes, there is specialization in the art industry.

  Xiao Si is proficient in photography, and has an amazing ability to capture the details of portraits under the lens. On this point, Wang Kangnian, who has always been conceited, is also astonished.

"Leader, a total of forty-five photos have been taken, and I have selected five." While speaking, Xiaosi first pointed out the remaining forty photos that he picked and hung to Wang Kangnian, "These are tentative photos. There is nothing suspicious, I picked it out here, team leader, please check to see if there is anything missing."

   On the other side, Song Fuguo also got the news.

  St. John's Middle School secretly inquired and confirmed repeatedly that there was no male math teacher surnamed Fu.

  To be precise, there is only one male mathematics teacher in St. John's Middle School. This person received a telegram of his father's death and went back to his hometown in Peiping for the funeral a month ago.

  The team members who inquired about the news from the patrol room also reported that the person in charge of the investigation of the apartment in Shuanglongfang on Jinfu Road today was the Central Police Station Inspector Jin Kemu's department, and it was said that he had arrested a member of the Red Party.

  Central Patrol Office, Jinkemu Office.

  Song Fuguo's eyes flickered, and he remembered the young policeman named Cheng Qianfan.

  …

  Kanganli.

  The second floor of a residential house.

  Cheng Qianfan skillfully used an bent wire, fiddled with it twice, the window bolt was gently moved, and with a thin pull, it opened.

  He didn't enter immediately, but immediately stepped aside, holding a felt hat on a branch and sticking it to the window glass.

   Waited for about half a minute, did not hear any movement, then gently pushed open the window, and put the felt hat in with a branch.

   After waiting for more than ten seconds, there was still no movement. Then he put on the felt hat, took out the dagger on the right trouser leg, bit it in his mouth, and slipped in lightly.

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