Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Military Master Who Doesn't Care
"Last night, there were gunshots here." One led two people in police uniforms through the alley, the two detectives were a little impatient, yawning, they woke up in the morning, someone called the police, saying that there were gunshots last night, and there were screams, and it is estimated that there was a murder.
So the two detectives came with the policeman, who slept late last night and woke up at about nine o'clock. The two detectives didn't plan to care, but now if dozens of people don't die in Beijing a day, it's not called Beijing, anyway, I'm used to it, but the article on the bright side still has to be done, now it's the Republic of China, people-oriented, and people can't help but call the police.
The two detectives looked around and looked, this place is very remote, there are no more than three houses around, one of the residents who called the police is one of them, the remaining two are basically unoccupied, the two families rarely appear, and the other family seems to rent out the house to others.
"That's what should be this?" Two police detectives stood in front of the door and analyzed, only two of the three families are currently occupied, not the one who called the police, it could only be the house rented out, the owner was not there, and came directly to the door. The two detectives put their hands on the door, and when they were about to knock, they hesitated, then glanced at each other, and both of them thought of going together, clenching the pistol at their waists with a sense of fear in their hearts.
As the person who called the police said, there are gunshots, isn't it that the people inside have guns, and they rush in to make the people inside vigilant, and if they find any clues, they will fight with them for a while. They will also find ways to kill people and kill people, and so on, it's not appropriate to go in like this. The two put their hands down, then turned around and left: "We know, but the people inside have guns, it would be too risky for the two of us to go in, and I will mobilize the whole team to come over after I go back, you can wait at home with peace of mind." ”
"Master Jun, human life is at stake."
"Nonsense, of course I know, I'll come back later, if there is really a murder, he won't be able to escape." The two detectives ignored each other and walked back without stopping, leaving only the person who called the police. The man looked at the well-locked door, and his heart was frightened, and he hurried away.
People's lives are at stake, people's lives are at stake, and their own lives are at stake! As soon as the two detectives left, they planned to stop care, they were dead and clean, and several people who fled from starvation on the street could starve to death every day, what is a dead person? I've been here, I've done my best, and I'm worthy of my skin.
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On the other side, Wang Qi has already prepared, today is a good day, a good opportunity to show his face, and there was no movement last night, which proves that Li San's action was successful, and he has no worries. Wang Qi put on a robe, put on gold-wire glasses, combed his hair shiny, took a hat, went out, and came to Tsinghua Garden early by car.
"Yan Buwen, Yan Buwen, now all your things belong to me." Property, fame, these things that Wang Qi has dreamed of all his life, now all belong to himself. The savings of most of his life are only a few hundred thousand, not more than 400,000, and now counting the strict silver tickets and the money in the account, the total is as much as one million, so much money, it is a person who has to think about it.
It's just that the money in the silver ticket is easy to take, but the money in the account name is a bit difficult to take, not only does it need to prove its identity, but it also needs to write a handwritten application, after all, one million is a large amount, and the banking industry is for the sake of insurance. After that, I had to contact the bank where I deposited in Shanghai and asked him to contact the relatives of the head of the household to make sure that it was taken by me before the loan could be released. This feeling of not being able to eat makes Wang Qi very uncomfortable, and in addition to learning Yan Buwen's handwriting these days, he is also paying attention to newspaper news.
Sun Chuanfang is about to run away, and Shanghai is estimated to be captured soon. Wang Qi's intuition was very accurate, and sure enough, half a month later, in late March, Shanghai was already in the hands of the revolutionary army.
There's really no way, if you can get hundreds of thousands, it's okay. Wang Qi thought so, and the cooked duck was placed in front of him, but he couldn't eat it, which made him very uncomfortable. Suddenly thinking of something, Wang Qi slapped his head suddenly: Oops, it's over, it's late, why didn't I think of this, oops, it's really sick in the brain. If Li San didn't kill Yan Buwen and turn to coercion, wouldn't he be able to get all the one million in Yan Buwen's account.
I just thought about killing people and killing people, but I didn't expect this. Wang Qi regretted it, thought about it in his heart, felt that it was inappropriate, and hurriedly rushed to Li San's residence. The speech was in the afternoon, and it was still too late, when he walked to the door, he suddenly met Li Ji, who saw Wang Qi acting in a hurry, and asked, "Mr. Yan, is there something wrong?" ”
"Nothing, nothing, need to go out." Wang Qi was very anxious, if Li San didn't make a move, it would be fine.
"Hey, wait, this is a letter to you, all sent to the university communication office, you can keep it." Li Ji handed over the letter to Yan Buwen, eight letters from home, six from Shanghai, and two from Tianjin, looking at the sender's name, all of them were women's names. Li Ji also only glanced at it twice, and handed it to Wang Qi, who was even more lazy to look at it, so he grabbed the road and left.
"Hey, this person is interesting, aren't you in a hurry to read the family letter? I heard that Shanghai is about to be captured, isn't he in a hurry? Li Ji also planned to remind Wang Qi to take out his family members and relatives in Shanghai, but Wang Qi didn't give him a chance to speak at all, so he ran away by himself. Li Ji was also surprised, and held back the words in his stomach.
Wang Qi ran all the way, and finally, an hour later, came to Li San's residence, the door was closed, Wang Qi came to a way to go up the wall with his back against the wall and his feet, and as soon as he turned over, he entered Li San's courtyard: "Third brother, are you there?" ”
"Third brother?"
Wang Qi came to the middle hall, and when he pushed the door open, he found that it was neat inside, and a letter was placed on the table.
Come on, start it in person!
Wang Qi opened the letter, read it line by line, and suddenly felt cold in his heart: "The third brother has succeeded." ”
This letter is to tell the visiting guests that they have something to do and go out. The superficial article, the deep meaning, Wang Qi can understand, that is, he has already killed someone, and in order not to cause trouble, he needs to go out and hide.
"Okay, okay, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, I'll contact the bank manager first to see how many certificates are needed in total, I've been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, what's the point of forging a certificate?" Wang Qi smiled helplessly, and then hurriedly left Li San's residence and went to Tsinghua Garden, during which he did not forget to open Yan Buwen's family letter and read it. The handwriting of the eight letters is very beautiful, and according to the words on it, there is a title that Yan Buwen is: "husband". Presumably his wife, the other calls him: "Uncle", presumably from his mother's family. There are also two people who are called: "Mr.", presumably his students, but the difference is that there are three letters of "sir", two from Tianjin and one from Shanghai.