Chapter 22 Short of Money(2/2)
"What are these people? I hope Mr. Zhang will explain it, otherwise it will be very troublesome."
Hong Tao said indifferently.
Zhang Xiaolin closed his eyes and did not fluctuate because of Hong Tao's words.
"Old Zhong, please tell me!"
"Yes, Master."
The Bell Tower told Hong Tao about what happened today, deleting and deleting, and did not mention any news from the Japanese.
You should know that although Hong Tao is a dog for the French, he is still very disgusted with the Japanese.
This is related to the death of tens of thousands of brothers in the Battle of Shanghai last year, and most of them are their lineage.
"Inspector Hong, this is what happened. Yan Wenchuan said he wanted to take revenge because he had some misunderstandings with the second young master."
"So he should have done everything tonight." Zhonglou finished briefly.
"oh..."
"So that's the case, but this is just what you said. There is no evidence that this man named Yan Wenchuan did."
Hong Tao naturally would not believe that the Bell Tower was talking nonsense, and he naturally received the news about the matter at noon.
As a big boss of the Qing Gang, it is no secret that Zhang Xiaolin cooperates with the Japanese, but he can't control it, so he turned a blind eye.
"What is the identity of the corpse at the door? It doesn't look like a gang disciple."
"We don't know the identities of these people, and we don't have anything to prove our identities."
"If Inspector Hong doesn't bother, he can take the body back and find out. If he feels that there is no need for the old slave, he can help him deal with it."
The Bell Tower naturally disposes all the identities of the spy No. 76 before Hong Tao comes.
Otherwise, tomorrow's newspaper headlines might be that the Japanese sent a large number of spies to protect Zhang Gongguan, but the film was killed by the anti-Japanese heroes.
Then Zhang Xiaolin became famous, and the Zhang family was nailed to the pillar and couldn't get up and down.
I know in private that it is a huge difference to follow the report.
Spraying feces all over your mouth!
Hong Tao didn't believe a word of what he said.
"Rongwei, what do you think this matter should be handled?"
Zhang Qiangwei didn't expect that so many people on No. 76 had died, so it was a bit troublesome now.
I felt a little sorry for asking Hong Tao to take away the body. I guess she would be useful to keep it.
only...
"Brother, I think it's better for the younger sister to deal with this matter. As for the French, please ask your brother to cover it up."
"As for the murderer, it has not been caught, and it cannot be investigated for the time being."
"Please deal with this matter in a low-key manner. I wonder what my brother thinks?" Zhang Qiangwei felt that she still had to fight with the Japanese.
The French Concession police could not run to the public concession to capture Yan Wenchuan, not to mention that there was no evidence that it was his work.
"Hahaha..."
"Since you said you should deal with it in a low-key manner, your brother will naturally cover it up."
"Is this kind of thing going on again tomorrow night? If so, I, the Inspector, will be deposed by the French."
As the inspector, Hong Tao, with the Frenchman's job, naturally did not want to set off firecrackers every day.
"What my brother said is that this matter will be resolved tomorrow, and this will not happen in the future. I can rest assured."
Zhang Qiangwei believes that the Japanese will definitely take action against Yan Wenchuan tomorrow and spend money to solve the problem.
"Since that's the case, I'll go back to bed. When will Qiangwei have time to come to her house to sit there? Your sister-in-law often talks about you." Hong Tao stood up and said with a smile.
"must."
"Master Zhang, I'll go home to sleep first. You'll rest early."
"The wind and cold are heavy, so you still have to pay attention to your health. You must know that this beach is not good without you."
After Hong Tao finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Xiaolin to reply, and his fat body walked out the door.
Hong Tao naturally knew that there was nothing he could do with Zhang Xiaolin. Don’t talk about himself, even if Lao Du came back, it would not work.
Now Zhang Xiaolin is holding the Japanese thigh, who dares to touch him?
oh...
That boy named Yan Wenchuan tonight.
Chapter completed!