Guest, what to eat? A junior who ran the hall asked in a hurry.

"A squirrel fish, and a bowl of red noodle soup!" Fang is not a casual response.

Suzhou Guiyu, a must in the south of the Yangtze River, the price is really not cheap, and it can also be matched with the dress that is not for the top, which is not abrupt.

The little second-hand foot quickly gave Fang Buwei a place, and Fang Buwei sat down.

He glanced at the translator and saw that the translator handed a few notes to the guy he was talking to.

After the guy took the money, he went into the back kitchen.

Will there be intelligence in the money?

Even Fang Buwei would think like this, let alone the man in the robe?

The man in the robe tilted his head, and a young man at the table with him stood up, bypassed the interpreter, and went straight into the back kitchen.

Fang Buwei saw it obviously, and the corners of the translator's mouth twitched.

Fang Buwei was interested and observed these people.

Ten minutes later, he was replaced by another guy, who came out of the back kitchen with a food box and handed it to the translator.

The translator took the food box, opened it and looked at it, a sneer appeared on his face, and he closed it again.

Fang was not suspicious, the young man who had just entered was afraid that even the rice was cut open one by one.

The translator didn't say much, and walked out of the restaurant with the food box.

The man in the robe and his companion followed, Fang Buwei beckoned, called the man, took out a note from his pocket and handed it to him: "I'll go out first, and I'll serve the food when I come back!" ”

Even the money was paid, and the guy was naturally not afraid that Fang would not break his promise, so he nodded his head again and again.

Fang Buwei went out and saw one of his subordinates who had been following him around the restaurant like a headless fly.

Looking at the appearance of his subordinates who are in a hurry, it is estimated that something has happened.

Fang Buwei went straight up, and he almost put his face on the eyes of his subordinates, and Lin Er's subordinates recognized him.

"Sir, there's a letter from above, saying that you will be asked to go back immediately......," the subordinate said anxiously.

Got a letter?

It should be Shanghai or Yinxian County, and they sent a secret message to Suzhou.

It's time to think about it.

It is impossible for the chairman of the committee to act as if nothing has happened, at least he will send a telegram to ask Duan Na to cooperate with Wang Shihe's investigation.

"Got it!" Fang Buwei answered, and asked again, "What about the person you arranged?" ”

The subordinate pointed to the corner of the restaurant.

Fang Buwei looked back, there were seven or eight idlers squatting in the corner of the wall smoking cigarettes, and they didn't look like good people.

In addition, not far from the street, there is also a team of policemen waiting.

He glanced at the interpreter, who had just crossed the street and was about to go back to the hospital, when the man in the robe followed him seven or eight meters away.

Fang Buwei smiled for Yin Yin: "Do it!" ”

He just wanted to see how the interpreter would react when he saw this scene.

Hearing a lot of movement behind him, the interpreter turned around, and a group of policemen and a few idlers rushed into the restaurant.

The police guard the door, and the idlers arrest people.

The translator smiled coldly, and bared his teeth at the robed man who was not far behind him, and the meaning of the provocation was overflowing.

The man in the robe was shocked: he was discovered?

Fang was not more shocked than him.

Which one is this fake foreign devil playing?

This is not to cover up at all, it is equivalent to saying: Lao Tzu does have a problem, if you have the ability, come to arrest me!

Is this really fearless, or is it really not afraid of death?

Do you really think that an American passport is an almighty talisman?

Fang Buwei has countless ways to make that Yankee and this translator disappear quietly, and they can't even stir up the slightest wave.

Not to mention the police in Suzhou, even Fang Buwei is the first time to see such an arrogant suspect.

The man in the robe was stunned for a long time, and only reacted when the interpreter was about to turn the corner, and chased after him quickly.

All the way to the hospital, the interpreter never had any contact with anyone again, nor did he make any unusual movements.

Fang Buwei couldn't understand it.

What does this translation mean?

Afraid that you are not eye-catching enough?

Fang Buwei was thinking about the deliberate translation in his mind, what was the intention, Lin Er hurriedly greeted him, and said in Fang Buwei's ear: "The secret telegram sent by Shanghai to the Suzhou government ......"

Fang Buwei took a piece of paper from Lin Secondhand and glanced at it.

There are not many words on it, to the effect that Qian Dajun, the former director of the chamberlain, has been ordered to go to Suzhou to thoroughly investigate the absconding case of the key criminal surnamed Qu, and Suzhou must cooperate......

It seems that the chairman of the committee is also suspicious, suspecting whether Jiang Jianfeng's assassination is related to the Song family.

It's going to be really qualified.

And it's very urgent, otherwise I wouldn't have sent Qian Dajun to check.

At present, Qian Dajun is the director of the General Office of the Military Commission, and he is also the director of the Aviation Commission of the same government, in charge of air force affairs.

When the station opened in Shanghai, both sides used their air forces, and Qian Dajun was commanding the Jianqiao Central Air Force School in Hangzhou, which was closest to Suzhou.

Of course, he is much more important than Lu Zhong, and his identity is also suitable.

"Did Yinxian send another telegram?" Fang Buwei asked again.

"I haven't received it yet!" Lin Er replied.

It seems that the chairman did not tell Jiang Jianfeng and Wang Shihe the news of sending Qian Dajun to Suzhou.

"Who knows the news?" Fang Buwei raised the note in his hand again.

"After receiving the telegram, the mayor of Suzhou told the 'commissioner', and the commissioner personally informed the adviser, who called me again......"

Except for the mayor of Suzhou, the rest are all their own people......

What would be the reaction of the Assassins' mastermind if they found out about this?

The question is, where can he know?

Fang Buwei hooked a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"I'll go out for a trip, and if I haven't come back after an hour, I'll ask the 'commissioner' to send a telegram to Wang Shihe informing him of the ......."

"Why?" Lin Er asked puzzled.

"If you are a 'commissioner', will you report to Wang Shihe when you know such important news?" Fang Buwei asked rhetorically.

Lin Ermeng was stunned.

said that he was a special commissioner, but in fact, it was Wang Shihe's subordinates, who knew that the chairman of the committee had personally sent someone to investigate, so how could he not report to the authorities?

"Understood!" Lin Er responded.

"In addition, let your people keep an eye on that fake foreign devil for me, even if it is to go to the toilet, follow me, no need to hide, follow ...... openly" Fang Buwei said as soon as he entered the door.

Lin Er was subconsciously stunned for a moment.

He didn't know about the interpreter deliberately picking on the police officers who were following him.

Fang didn't explain it, he naturally arranged it.

"Would you like to send someone to run errands for you?" Seeing that Fang Buwei was going out again, Lin Er asked urgently.

"No need, if there is something that cannot be decided, ask Consultant Lin directly!" Fang Buwei said as he went out.

Lin Er just answered, and didn't dare to ask Fang Buwei where he was going. ntent

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