freenovelworld Chapter 217: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 217: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Zhang Chengan collected his thoughts, straightened his uniform, and looked at Feng Chuanfeng calmly.
"Captain Feng, I didn't see or hear what happened just now."
He ignored Feng Chuanfeng's slightly raised mouth corners and continued:
"I'm going to take a day off tomorrow. When I go to work the day after tomorrow morning, if I don't receive a call from your superior, I will let everyone in Juhua Lane go, and I will report everything to the police department."
Feng Chuanfeng pushed the frame of his glasses. Although he was dissatisfied, he also knew that this person was giving face to the Party Affairs Investigation Office.
He lowered his eyes, suppressed his impatience, and said to Zhang Chengan word by word:
"Until I receive a notification, this kid and the people he brought last night cannot leave. Anyone who dares to let them go will be treated as a traitor."
Zhang Chengan didn't know that this person was so ungrateful. His expression did not change and he did not respond to the conversation at all.
Would the chief of the Songhu Police Department care about the threat posed by a small chief of the intelligence department?
What's more, he knows a little bit about the rules of spies. Special agents like Feng Chuanfeng who have gone through the open road are probably of no use to him.
Feng Chuanfeng must have known this, so he wanted to drag Lu Pingsheng into the water, so that he could earn himself a good credit and fight for his future before retreating.
Lu Pingsheng may also know his situation, so when he asked someone to intercede, he did not ask for rescue, but promised not to let Wei Miao be punished.
In this case, other things are not his business, and being kind to others is his way of being an official.
"Captain Feng, we each have our own responsibilities. If you don't send the person to me, then you can do whatever you want with him. But since you've sent him to me, it's not up to you or me to decide..."
Feng Chuanfeng looked at Wei Miao who was leaving barefoot, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
It is indeed not up to the Cheng family to decide what they want.
Wei Miao was taken away by Zhang Chengan and locked back in the original cell.
The bearded man was quite surprised to see Wei Miao coming back, unharmed except for a somewhat dishevelled look on his face.
"Hey, kid, I didn't expect you to have such a strong backstage."
Wei Miao looked up at him, rubbed his feet on the straw, and said unhappily:
"What backstage?"
The bearded man scratched his back and said with a smile:
"There are only two kinds of people who walk out of this prison."
Wei Miao asked curiously: "Which two?"
"One is those who went out and never came back, and the other is those who came back sideways."
Cai's cousin interrupted from behind the iron railing.
"Those who didn't come back can be divided into two types: one is that they left, and the other is that they died."
After hearing this, Wei Miao lay down on the straw and said with some satisfaction:
"Lying like this?"
When Cai's cousin saw him, he thought, well, he could still joke, which meant that nothing was wrong, and he could explain himself to his cousin if he asked about it.
So he turned around, sat down at the small table at the door, and started bragging to a group of prison guards.
The more the bearded man looked at him, the more he liked him and thought this guy was really interesting.
"Kid, tell me what you did wrong, and I'll take you with me when I get out."
Wei Miao lay with his legs crossed, his dirty little feet trembling, imitating his previous words:
"No, what's the point of going out? It's nice here. There's food and drink, and no work."
The bearded man was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
His loud and hearty laughter spread in the cramped space, sweeping away the depression and gloom in the prison.
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At the Wei family's home, the warm afternoon sun shines into the quiet courtyard, making people feel lazy and want to fall asleep.
Ahri jumped over the wall and landed on the windowsill in no time.
It sniffed the windowsill a few times and meowed.
Uncle Wu heard the cat's cry and looked up and away from the abacus.
When he saw it was Ali, he suddenly lowered his head and started writing and drawing on the account book.
Zengjia Railway had a lot of bad debts, and he needed to sort them out one by one so that his future work would be easier.
Ali smelled the familiar scent and entered Xu Ayu's room through the crack in the door.
Xu Ayu and her son were taking a nap. The sunlight from the window shone on the bed, making their faces red.
The newborn cub smacked its pink little lips and slept soundly in its mother's arms.
Ali jumped lightly onto the chest of drawers and found a chicken bone wrapped in brown paper in the cigarette lighter.
When Wei Ada came in, Ali had already run away with the chicken bone hanging on his hand.
Wei Ada ran to the chest of drawers and looked at the empty brown paper bag, feeling melancholy.
Brother Cai's "successful rise to fame" was "stolen" by Ali.
Wei Ada held his forehead with his hand, wondering how he would explain this to Brother Cai.
Xu Ayu was woken up, looked at her husband's appearance, and after listening to her explanation of the whole story, she said:
"Then let Aunt Wu find a similar chicken leg tonight. After you finish eating the meat, can you also follow the rich people and have a plate of chicken leg bones?"
The oldest person in the Wei family is Wei Ada. He waved his hands quickly and said, "No, no~~"
As for what was wrong, he couldn't tell.
Xu Ayu made the final decision, "They are just chicken bones and they can't talk, so it's settled."
Wei Ada: ...
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On the bustling streets on the north bank of Suzhou River, people have taken off their clothes.
Some people who are afraid of cold put on cotton-padded jackets, while others put on fashionable woolen coats.
Many Japanese expatriates wearing kimonos came and went, and the smiles on their faces were particularly bright and relaxed in the afternoon sun.
On the street, Japanese policemen in dark blue uniforms and white hats were forcing two Chinese children to learn to bark like dogs.
A group of Japanese women nearby were chatting as usual, while their children were clapping and cheering.
Lu Pingsheng held the steering wheel and looked at the rearview mirror. The car behind him was very professional, following him neither too far nor too close.
He was quite familiar with two of them, the tall one and the short one who followed him in the cinema.
Lu Pingsheng turned the steering wheel at the fork in the road and headed in the direction of the checkpoint.
The people following behind were dumbfounded.
The short man driving the car asked anxiously, "Brother, shall we follow?"
The tall man scolded him, "That's where, it's the Japanese Concession. I don't know what the little book has been doing recently. There's martial law and inspections, and there are three or four levels of checkpoints. Can our identities withstand the inspection?"
The short man muttered, "But the higher-ups have given orders to kill him."
The tall man raised his hand to hit someone, but when he saw the person who shrank his neck and fell to the ground, he put his hand down.
"Brother, the higher-ups are really weird. Last time they asked us to follow him, saying he was a promising young man and they wanted to win him over. Now they want us to keep an eye on him like a thief, saying he's a Red Bandit?"
The tall man spat and squinted at Lu Pingsheng's car. He stopped for a moment at the first checkpoint, handed over his ID, and was allowed to pass without even getting out of the car.
Damn it, this guy is really a bastard just like the rumors say.
Red bandits shit!
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