It is true that there are people in the patrol room, and the Qinghong Gang has a connection with the patrol and the police, and many patrol and police have also joined the gang, especially in the French Concession.

But the money must also be spent, Xie Yuefan just relies on his father's seniority, qualifications and connections in the gang, and he doesn't have much ability. As for guns, it is quite common for the Green and Red Gang to possess guns, and they can also be purchased from the black market.

"How much did it cost? Don't be generous, your heart hurts so much that you shed tears in private. Chu Jiao teased, reaching out for her wallet.

"Don't talk about money, what kind of relationship do we have!" Xie Yuefan stretched out his hand to stop it, a serious look appeared on his face, and then he sneered and said: "The dance hall business is not good now, there are too many, and they are all trying to do tricks." So, please ask my cousin to help me. ”

Is singing still taught? Chu Jiao thought for a while, nodded and said, "It's not good to sing, if you do tricks, I'll help you think of a way." ”

Alas, Xie Yuefan let out a long sigh, shook his head and said: "If my sister is as good as Gillian, for her, the family is worried, worried, worried, and angry, it's really-alas! ”

Chu Tian glanced at his sister, smiled bitterly, and didn't say anything.

He knew about the gun license and the purchase of a gun, although he was more opposed to his sister a girl carrying a gun, but Chu Jiao was clever and soft. Out of his pampering of his sister, Chu Tian succumbed to Chu Jiao's request.

After the matter was talked about and done, and after talking casually for a while, Chu Jiao walked out of the dance hall. Chu Tian was idle, so he was invited by Xie Yuefan to help him manage the dance hall.

What manages a dance hall, it's not about messing with the dancers. Man, it's really-Chu Jiao scolded and drove away.

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At this time, Shen Chen was walking into a rented house on Jing'an Temple Road.

In the twenties and thirties of the last century, enclosure was still the main feature of Shanghai residences, but no longer paid attention to carving, but the pursuit of simplicity, multi-entry changed to single-entry, and the Shikumen residence with a combination of Chinese and Western styles came into being.

This kind of building absorbs a large number of Jiangnan folk houses, with stone as the door frame, and black lacquer solid wood as the door leaf, so this kind of building is named "Shikumen".

As soon as the house enters the door, there is a long horizontal patio, flanked by the left and right wings, and directly opposite is the living room with long windows and floor-to-ceiling. The guest hall is about four meters wide and six meters deep, and is a place for guests and banquets.

The two sides of the guest hall are secondary rooms, and there is a wooden escalator leading to the second floor at the back, and then there is the back patio, which is only half as deep as the front patio, and there is a water well.

Behind the rear patio is a single-storey sloping annex, which is generally used as a kitchen, utility house and storage room. There are entrances and exits before and after the whole house, and the front façade is composed of a patio, a fence, a wing room, and a gable, and the middle is the "Shikumen"; The rear wall is about the same height as the front wall, forming a nearly enclosed façade.

Shen Chen is very satisfied with this house, with high walls and deep courtyards, quiet in the middle of noisy, and there are doors in front and back, so it is not easy to be blocked and retreat.

It's just that Shen Chen is still a small patrolman, and it is a little difficult to rent this mansion without arousing the suspicion of those who have a heart.

But Shen Chen had his own way, and he came up with it after observation and thinking. So, after some haggling with the landlord, he settled on the matter of renting the house.

Then, Shen Chen went out and came back quickly, signed the "Rental Agreement" with the landlord, and paid the rent, and finally had a house to live in alone.

The rooms in the house are empty, and the real owner has gone to Hong Kong because of the turmoil, and the agreement with Shen Chen is a relative of the owner in Shanghai, but he does not live here.

Therefore, Shen Chen went to get the bed, moved out from Wu Laoliu, and lived in this big mansion that night.

The reason why he was in a hurry to move in was because Shen Chen had a lot of private things to hide.

Money, guns, bullets, etc., buried in Tibet are not safe, and it is inconvenient to use them, and they may be inadvertently discovered one day. The loss is small, and the identity is exposed, but it will be troublesome.

At night, Shen Chen carefully inspected the house, and even the well went down the rope to take a look.

He finally fell in love with a few hidden places, and only after a little transformation and disguise did he hide the things. Now, he can sleep peacefully.

The next morning, Shen Chen finished washing, went to the street to have breakfast casually, and then went to the newspaper on duty. On the way, he casually pasted a few small rental advertisements he wrote last night on electric poles and walls.

When I arrived at the newspaper office, I started to be on duty. The working hours are the same, and the salary is the same. Removing the danger of being bombed, he found it much easier than patrolling the streets.

It's just that the space in the newspaper hall is too small, so Xie Yuelan can only put a chair in the corner of the office and a small table.

For most of the morning, Shen Chen sat in a chair, flipping through a few newspapers and a novel, and took a sip of a teacup from the small table from time to time.

Xie Yuelan and Yin Zhihong are very busy. Being threatened and dropped bombs obviously made them nervous, and despite their rhetoric, their actions did not change much.

"Mr. Patrol." Xie Yuelan seemed to feel that Shen Chen was too relaxed and relaxed, her face was a little unhappy, and she said in a mocking tone: "Providing private security is really an easy job!" Are there a lot of people vying to come to the patrol room? ”

Shen Chen put down the novel, looked at Xie Yuelan with a frown, and felt that she was really a simple-minded woman.

"Isn't it?" Xie Yuelan's eyes showed a spicy meaning.

Shen Chen sneered and said slowly, "Let me tell you, why is it so idle." Aren't you a weekly newspaper? It's safe until the next issue is published, or until the editorial policy remains the same and continues to publish articles that anger some people. Do you understand? ”

"Why?" Xie Yuelan asked without thinking about it.

Yin Zhihong raised his head from behind his desk, glanced at Shen Chen, and said, "This patrol gentleman is right. The bomb was thrown to scare us, and they probably won't do anything until we're sure if it works. ”

Xie Yuelan thought about it, and then she understood. His lips opened twice, but he didn't say anything, and silently turned around and walked away.

"Mr. Patrol." Yin Zhihong asked with some curiosity: "I know that in the patrol room, the cultural level of Huazhu is not high. And if you read newspapers and novels, it shows that the level of education is not low. But why are you just a low-level patrolman, is it because you have been patrolling for a short time, or is it something else? ”

Shen Chen put the novel on the small table and said lightly: "The time is short, there are no results, this is the reason." With that, he stood up, shook his arms, and walked out of the office.