Chapter 477: Substitute

It is impossible to investigate a case...

It is impossible to investigate a case in this life. It means finding someone to help you do the work.

How can I investigate without any professional knowledge?

In the end, I will be humiliated...

Lin Beiqiu is a very good helper.

He is weak.

Even he can't beat Zhang Yong.

In the future, if there is any case, just throw it to him.

What is Zhang Yong good at? Arresting Japanese spies! He can't do anything else.

A professional does professional things...

'Detective Lin, welcome!' Zhu Yuan greeted Lin Beiqiu enthusiastically.

'Hello.' Lin Beiqiu's voice was weak.

Zhang Yong was even happier.

The other party is weaker than himself. Haha. He felt a sense of superiority.

Anyway, these days, it is not easy to find someone among professionals who is weaker than Zhang Yong.

Bottom line: this Lin Beiqiu. He's hired. Request to add as friend.

'Detective Lin, let me introduce you. This is Zhang Yong. His name is Shao Long. He's from the Secret Service Bureau.'

'Detective Lin, hello! I've heard a lot about you.'

Zhang Yong offered his hand.

Lin Beiqiu was about to shake hands, but was pushed aside by a policeman standing nearby.

The policeman had originally been standing next to Lin Beiqiu. He was not conspicuous. Zhang Yong had not noticed him at first. Unexpectedly, he came from behind and pushed Lin Beiqiu away.

What was this man doing? Was he trying to prevent Lin Beiqiu from shaking his hand?

Frowning, Lin Beiqiu stared silently at the other man.

The policeman looked unremarkable. He also looked a bit of a rascal.

But there was nothing strange about that. Most policemen at the time looked like that. Zhang Yong had also been pretty much the same when he had been hanging around.

If you can lie down, you never sit.

If you can sit, you never stand.

And when you have to stand, you bend over like a shrimp.

There was no way around it. Seven yuan notes (not legal tender) were worth less than half a dollar a month. Who would take it seriously? I can't wait for the day to yawn and pass by.

If you give seven dollars a month, what do you expect? Standing up straighter than the armed police of later generations.

However, Lin Beiqiu is the detective in charge. The other person actually pushed Lin Beiqiu aside. What does this show? It shows that Lin Beiqiu's status is not as high as his. Or, his power is not as great.

So, who is this guy?

'Who are you?' Zhang Yong is not very happy. He has taken notice of the other person.

He only wants to deal with Lin Beiqiu,

but another person has jumped in. And he didn't even say hello.

Judging from Lin Beiqiu's expression, it seems that this guy who has popped up behind him is his boss? That doesn't seem right either. Anyway, Lin Beiqiu seems to be a bit wary of the other guy.

That's strange.

Didn't Lin Beiqiu come here on his own to handle the case?

Why is there an outsider supervising the investigation?

'Captain Zhang, my name is Zheng Song. Zheng as in Zheng Chenggong, Song as in Huang Shansong,' the other guy replied, 'I was sent by the Commissioner to assist Detective Lin in the investigation.'

'Really?' Zhang Yong's eyes narrowed into a line. His expression was intriguing.

This guy comes from a big family!

He mentioned the Chief right away. He's even preparing for infighting!

Assist Lin Beiqiu in the investigation?

What can you do to assist Lin Beiqiu?

It seems that Chen Gongshu didn't mention your name. Since Chen Gongshu didn't mention it, it's an NPC and can be ignored.

'Yes, this investigation is very important...'

'Oh? What is it?'

'Our director's home was burgled. Something very important was stolen.'

'Very important? Does that mean it's very valuable?'

'Not really. It was passed down from our ancestors. It's very memorable.'

'Oh, I thought you meant that your director had embezzled a large amount of assets and they were taken by the thief. Now you have to find a way to get them back.'

'Of course not. Our director has always been honest and incorruptible, so what wealth would he have?'

'What's your director's name?'

'Cao Jianzheng,'

Zheng Song replied.

With an air of arrogance.

As if the director were his father.

Zhang Yong turned his head and looked at Zhu Yuan.

Zhu Yuan whispered, 'His sister is with Director Cao...'

Zhang Yong nodded. To show that he understood.

So it turns out to be a cheap brother-in-law. What kind of relationship did I say it was?

Shit.

How dare he show off like this.

Fine, I'm in a bad mood, so I'll take it out on you.

Immediately, he looked at Zheng Song, smiling, affectionate, and said slowly, 'Oh, so you're related to your director. Your sister really married up. It seems your sister has good skills. Sometimes I'll ask for advice. This is a backdoor approach. Why didn't you say so earlier? If you had told me earlier that you had a nepotistic relationship with the director, I wouldn't have targeted you.'

'Er...'

Jin Shuang was at a loss for words. She wanted to say something but stopped herself.

What did you mean by nepotism? You didn't have to be so blunt.

And what did you mean by not targeting me? I feel like you are targeting me. What's so great about your Fuxing Society secret service?

What did you say about my sister? What do you mean by seeking advice?

You little brat, you're looking for death!

What Fuxing Society! We're not afraid at all.

Go out and ask, see if anyone in Tianjin knows what your Fuxing Society is.

We at the police department give you face, and you are the Fuxing Society. Without our face, you are nothing.

'You...' Zheng Song was about to speak.

However, Zhang Yong held him back and said, 'Right, Detective Zheng, what is your sister's rank?'

Mainly a sincere.

Indicates that one absolutely has no intention of showing contempt.

Looking forward to it.

'You...' Zheng Song's face was ugly.

'No way? Not even the title of a concubine?' Zhang Yong frowned, 'then it's not worth it!'

'Don't worry. Next time I see Director Cao, I'll ask him for you.' Without waiting for an answer, Zhang Yong continued, "That's too much. Even if she's the 87th or 88th concubine, she should be given a title! It doesn't cost him a dime. Even a prostitute wouldn't do that for free. He's a director, after all. He can't behave like that. He can't even pretend to be righteous. I'm so angry. Zheng, don't you agree?'

'You..." Zheng Song's face was getting more and more interesting.

Damn it, what are you talking about? Are you targeting me?

It feels like you're targeting me with every word! You're even targeting the director! Ah, you're even targeting the director...

Someone help!

Someone here is insulting the director...

Someone here is slandering the director!

Someone here is slandering the director!

"Little punk!'

Zhang Yong sneered inwardly.

Damn it. Trying to act cool in front of me.

You can't even come close to my ability to curse.

Back in the day, I used to curse on the streets...

Forget it. Never mind. It's not dignified.

'Captain Zhu, which restaurant is the best in the concession?'

'What do you want to do?'

'Meeting is being friends. It's rare to have new friends today. Today I'll be the host and comfort Zheng's wounded heart.'

'Then let's go to Dongpo Restaurant!'

'Good, good!'

Zhang Yong came up smiling, patted Zheng Song on the shoulder and said, 'It's okay. I'm here. At least I'll get your sister ranked within the top 30. So what if the police chief is the boss, you still want to get laid for free?'

Without waiting for Zheng Song to reply, he said sternly, "Our Fuxing Society Secret Service is under the command of the Commissioner, and we absolutely have to take care of these injustices in the world...'

'I, I, I don't need your concern! Get out of my way!" Zheng Song suddenly became angry.

'Hey, what's wrong with you?' Zhang Yong frowned. 'Are you a dog? You're like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, not knowing a good person! I'm helping you out...'

'Zhang, you don't need to worry about me. And you don't need to worry about our police department!'

'Zheng, you're wrong. I'm asking you seriously, does Tianjinwei belong to the jurisdiction of the Nationalist government? Do you listen to the orders of the chairman?'

'Who the hell is Chiang...'

'Zheng, you said that! Watch out, trouble is coming from your mouth.'

'Yes, I did say it. What is Jiang Zemin?'

'Arrest him!'

Zhang Yong gave the order.

Damn. I've been waiting for you to say that.

I thought I would have to continue provoking the other side before they lost their temper. I didn't expect...

Just a few words, and he committed the capital crime of treason.

Haha.

Young. Ignorant.

But someone will soon teach you to be wise...

'Attack!'

Wu Liuqi and the others immediately pounced on them.

Two policemen subconsciously tried to intervene. But they soon stopped moving. And stepped back at the same time.

You've got to be kidding me!

They were surrounded by people from the Fuxing Society.

There were more than 50 of them.

And they were all heavily armed!

How many policemen were there? Nine. Only three of them had guns, the rest had batons. The Fuxing Society, on the other hand, had pistols and submachine guns.

Resist?

You'd be beaten to a pulp!

Soon, Zheng Song was on the ground, handcuffed firmly.

But there were no ties. And no gag. Leave the mouth to talk nonsense. It works. Curse Chiang Kai-shek? Curse away! The more fierce the curse, the better. The more fierce the curse, the faster the pace.

'How dare you arrest me?'

'What's wrong with arresting you? But you don't need to panic. I'll call your chief right away. Let your chief come and save you.'

'You, you, surnamed Zhang, you will regret this.'

'Let's see if you have the ability to call your chief!'

'Hmph! I'm calling!'

'Please!'

Zhang Yong nodded.

So someone took Zheng Song to make the call.

Zhu Yuan was silent.

This matter was something that he was an outsider to. He didn't need to get involved.

But he had some feelings.

That Chief Cao was afraid that he was going to be in trouble.

He has met someone like Zhang Yong, who doesn't follow the rules. When it comes to getting people, Zhang Yong is no pushover.

Once that Chief Cao answers the phone, his career will be over.

Zhang Yong's goal is clearly to get him fired.

Since the police department can't be trusted, let's replace the chief.

Brutal.

Simple.

Effective.

But Zhang Yong himself is acting as if nothing has happened, smiling and saying to Lin Beiqiu, 'Please. Let's find somewhere to talk in private.'

'I...' Lin Beiqiu hesitated for a moment.

Of course he knew what had just happened.

The other party was not targeting Zheng Song.

The other party was targeting Director Cao.

This was sensitive.

Zhang Yong was directly challenging the director. Who knew what the consequences would be?

'No mood to eat? Never mind!'

Zhang Yong didn't push.

He really wanted to get Cao Jianzheng down.

The police chief of Tianjinwei must not be a pro-Japanese element. Or else he will be bought off by the Japanese invaders.

Li Boqi also thinks the same way.

He is responsible for passing the knife to Li Boqi. Li Boqi will naturally follow up.

Next, he just needs to keep providing firepower.

When this fire burns more and more fiercely, Cao Jianzhang will be burnt out.

Replace him.

It's good for everyone.

Except for the Japanese invaders.

Heh heh...

'Detective Lin, if I'm not mistaken, you've been sent away. Didn't you investigate the disappearance of Mr. Yu's son?'

'I did investigate it. But I didn't find any clues.'

'If you continue investigating, you might find some clues, right?'

'Not necessarily.'

Lin Beiqiu is very conservative.

He will never promise anything he is not sure about. It seems like he is being overly cautious.

Of course, Zhang Yong can understand.

Lin Beiqiu is a bit of a specialist. He has special skills for investigating cases. But his physical fitness is relatively poor. He is relatively easy to control.

Cao Jianzhang sent Zheng Song to obviously keep an eye on Lin Beiqiu. To prevent him from getting involved in Zhongchun's case.

Because no one can guarantee that Lin Beiqiu will not find any clues.

If this guy finds a clue, that would be embarrassing.

I guess Cao Jianzhang's attitude towards this matter is to drag on.

Cooperate with the Japanese and drag on.

Then the Japanese would use a two-pronged approach, threatening and bribing, to make Yu Zhongchun give in.

If Zhongchun gave in, his son would naturally be returned. From this perspective, the hostage was safe for the time being.

If the Japanese killed the hostage, there would be no threat.

Therefore, during this period of time, the Japanese had to hide the hostage well and prevent anyone from investigating the matter and linking it back to them.

Obviously, Lin Beiqiu was a huge threat. He had to be removed.

Find an excuse. Say you've lost something and ask Lin Beiqiu to investigate. Then send someone to keep an eye on him, and Lin Beiqiu will be unable to do anything.

The above is Zhang Yong's own inference. Whether it is correct or not, I don't know.

'I need to investigate the case...'

'I know. I will cooperate with you in the investigation,'

Zhang Yong said with a smile.

Of course he cooperated. He actively cooperated.

Director Cao didn't lose just one thing, but a lot of things. There was also a large amount of gold and silver jewellery.

How could the director not have hidden a large sum of money at home? Otherwise, the director would have been doing his job for nothing.

There must be dozens of gold bars...

There must be hundreds of thousands of silver notes...

There must be some US dollars and British pounds...

And then, all of this will be exposed under the flashlights of the reporters...

Haha!

That's how it's done.

Didn't you lose something at home? I've found it.

You see, all this huge wealth is yours. What? You're saying it isn't? Don't deny it. It's yours. What's wrong with you, the Director of the Department, making a little money?

Who would dare expose it?

Haha. Of course it would be a British reporter.

Minister Anderson should be cooperative...

He turned to look at Zhu Yuan.

'Speak.'

'Find me a British reporter. Preferably a beautiful reporter.'

'You...'

'The more beautiful the better. Preferably young, beautiful, and capable.'

'You really are...'

Zhu Yuan almost blurted out. You really are a dog that can't stop eating shit. Fortunately, he held back in the end.

His relationship with Zhang Yong was not close enough to be like this. Although it was heating up.

'...too lucky.'

'What?'

'A beautiful reporter just happened to come yesterday. A pure Briton. Her name is Catherine. I can help you make an appointment with her. But she is an independent reporter. She does things for money. Do you understand what I mean?'

'Money is not a problem.'

'Fifty pounds for a simple story, at least. For a detailed story, at least a hundred pounds.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong nodded. He was very receptive.

The other party had a clear price tag, which was actually better to deal with. Everything was based on price.

I'll give you 50 pounds, and your report will go to print.

I'll give you 100 pounds, and your report will have a certain impact.

You can't just dismiss me.

You can't just publish it in a small newspaper.

I'll give you 500 pounds...

You have to publish the report on the World Channel.

He nodded decisively.

'Book her!'