Chapter Seventy-Eight: Being Mentally Ill
Most of the patrols in the French Concession were Annamite people wearing military uniforms and rattan shell hats, and there was no other Oriental ethnic group who was not worthy of wearing uniforms than Annamite people. said that I just had too short legs and should not hang a foreign knife. The Annan people have dove-shaped hoof-faces, scorched skin and black teeth, natural opium ghosts, and the batons in their hands are more like an opium gun. The French detective who led the team had a face as red as raw beef, his eyes were full of red silk, and his belly was fat and bulging like a frog puffing up.
In a group of thin and withered Annan patrols, Jiang Zhiqing, who has a mustache on his mouth, stands out from the crowd. He looked at the group of colleagues around him who were three parts like people and seven points like ghosts, and couldn't help but sigh how he had fallen to the point of being in the company of these beasts.
Jiang Zhiqing shouted weakly, followed the back of the team to patrol the streets, these Annan patrols unceremoniously blackmailed the small traders under the nose of their bosses, took silver horns and copper plates, not to mention, and picked up raw melons, pears and dates without even wiping the mud, and filled them into the mouth that was dyed black by the betel nut.
There was a rush of bells at the end of the street, and a white carriage came running quickly, and the coachman kept pulling the rope of the bell. The carriage was covered in white paint and had a striking Red Cross emblem underneath it in large letters in both Chinese and English: Anglican Fukang Hospital.
Looking at the name of a British church hospital, the carriage came at a gallop, and when it reached the patrol, the door opened, and four doctors in white coats and white masks jumped down.
These people took a photo and looked at it, and then rushed to the patrol team, Jiang Zhiqing suddenly found that the eyes of these doctors exposed outside the mask were as sharp as eagles, and their physiques were quite strong.
Are these people coming at me? A thought flashed in Jiang Zhiqing's mind, and he instinctively picked up the baton. Before he could resist, the four big men pounced on them together and pushed Jiang Zhiqing to the ground. The movements were skillful and tacit, and he was subdued in an instant. The Annan patrol next to them was stunned all of a sudden, they couldn't understand who ate the leopard's gall and actually attacked the patrol on the territory of the French Concession.
Annan patrolled hulala, only to see a white doctor jumping down from the carriage, he said a lot in English, waving his hands and waving his fists, and made these Annan patrols covered with clouds and mountains, and there was no one to help, seeing Jiang Zhiqing tied up by ropes, and stuffed a folded white towel into his mouth.
The French detective came panting and questioned the doctor in French, and the doctor explained what he was saying in English. Jiang Zhiqing was tied into a dumpling, and his mouth was still stuffed, like a beast that had fallen into a trap and was dying, lying on the ground whimpering and wailing.
The British doctor wanted to take Jiang Zhiqing away, but the French patrol said that he would not agree to anything, and the two were so deadlocked, constantly yelling in a language that the other party could not understand.
After a long time, a lavishly decorated carriage passed by, and a middle-aged man in a top hat jumped from it. After all the patrols were upright, they took off their hats and greeted him. This man is none other than Chai Dongliang's old acquaintance, the former French consul in Nanjing, Glenn, who was just transferred to the French consul general in Shanghai half a month ago, and he was promoted.
"What's going on?" Glenn asked in stiff English.
The British doctor politely replied, "Your Excellency Consul General, this man is a patient who has escaped from our hospital, and we will take him back for treatment." β
Glenn asked in a low voice, "What disease?" β
The doctor said: "Manic psychosis, once it has a strong offensive surname, is very dangerous!" β
Glenn subconsciously jumped out of the way: "Psychotic? Damn, pull this yellow-skinned monkey away immediately, and you can't delay for a moment! Then he yelled at the French inspector, "You fools, you actually got a madman into the patrol room? β
The detective explained with a bitter face: "I didn't arrange it..."
Glenn snorted coldly: "I don't listen to your explanation, go back and let your boss come to see me!" After that, as he walked back to the carriage, he muttered, "It's ridiculous that a madman can be a patrolman!" The patrol room needs to be completely reorganized! β
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A small building on the bank of the Huangpu River, there are more than a dozen red gas dead wind lanterns hanging high, and this street in Pingyueli is particularly lively at night. The rich lord found a person to listen to the Qingyin singing, first to be a vassal and elegant, and then to find a way to hook up, but these bitches are still pretending to be good women, and if they don't squeeze the silver out of these wronged big money, where will they let him get wet? But these rich lords ate this set, and sent a lot of money to these kings' nests. At the low point of the grade, find those girls who are not too popular, call a game to eat, play cards, and then Dunlun **. Even Liba, who was carrying work at the dock, was in a hurry, and he could find a secret door here, and turn off the lights to see who was the Seven Fairies.
At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, dignitaries and nobles were popular in the Ji Yuan to entertain guests, and Yu Qiaqing was not exempt from vulgarity, so he chose one of the most famous books and arranged a banquet.
"Dudu, this dish is still to your taste, right? The things in the book are not elegant, and they are not as luxurious as the Manchu and Han banquets and Western dishes, but they also have a different taste. Yu Qiaqing smiled and poured wine for Chai Dongliang with her own hands.
"Good, great! Thank you Boss Yu for your hospitality! Chai Dongliang was full of praise.
Duck liver, catfish lung soup, cold salad three fresh... Chai Dongliang, who eats a table of dishes, feels so comfortable, elegant and plain, but each dish has its own flavor, which makes him praise it with a big finger. Chai Dongliang sighed in his heart, China's food culture is really broad and profound, and these three hundred and sixty lines have a doorway. Those gentlemen who grow up three halls every day, haven't you eaten anything? It's so hard to get them satisfied!
However, there is a master chef according to the requirements of the girl and those scoopers, to make this dish, the portion is small, the flavor is unique and not greasy, the taste is non-Lu, non-Cantonese and non-Sichuan, and the master chef of the general restaurant really can't make it.
After three rounds of drinking, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and Fang Qingyu hurriedly walked in and whispered a few words in Chai Dongliang's ear.
Chai Dongliang nodded with satisfaction and said: "Well done, take good care of the suspect, don't let him run away, let alone let him commit suicide!" β
Fang Qingyu nodded yes, and then walked out the door backwards.
Chai Dongliang laughed, and then poured a glass of wine for Yu Qiaqing with his own hands: "Boss Yu's clever plan!" That Jiang Zhiqing has been caught! β
Yu Qiaqing shook his hand and said: "The governor thanked the wrong person, it is all the credit of Brother Jinyong!" Yu didn't dare to be greedy for heaven's work! β
Huang Jinrong heard Yu Qiaqing shouting his words, and his excited numb face lit up. Who is Yu Qiaqing? The famous Ningbo tycoon in Shanghai, the leader of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang consortiums! The concession is known as the "country within a country", Taipan is the king of the concession, the Ministry of Industry is their plaything, and the consuls of various countries are their followers and reminders!
Yu Qiaqing stomped her feet, and the ground on the beach trembled! can enter the eyes of his old man, and Huang Jinrong's future is really bright.
Caught Jiang Zhiqing, Huang Jinrong did make a great contribution, he took Jiang Zhiqing into the patrol room It seemed to be a good intention, but in fact he wanted to stabilize him, so he turned his face and secretly reported it to Yu Qiaqing.
Between the two strong dragons of Yu Qiaqing and Chen Yingshi, Huang Jinrong, the head snake, chose to take refuge in Yu Qiaqing without hesitation. Then Yu Qiaqing notified Chai Dongliang again, and after some conspiracy between the two, they felt that it was easy to cause diplomatic trouble by arresting patrols in the concession. Although Yu Qiaqing didn't take the foreigner consul seriously at all, it was always bad to cause trouble. After Chai Dongliang had an idea, there was a scene in the French Concession of the Anglican Fukang Hospital catching mental illness.
Chai Dongliang raised his glass and said with a smile: "Inspector Huang has made great contributions this time, and Boss Yu has also made great contributions, and my brother toasts the third brother who died in vain!" β
The three of them toasted at the same time, and they were staggered and happy.
When the wine was almost drunk, Yu Qiaqing lit a cigar and asked with a smile: "Governor, it's time to talk about our big deal, right?" β
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