Approaching midnight, under the dim street lamps, autumn leaves fall all over the long street.

At No. 2836 Datong Street, behind the building of the Central Headquarters of the Puppet Manchurian Concord, a two-bay black gate is the gate of the detention center of the Concord Headquarters.

In the sentry box at the door, two guards huddled together and spewed clouds and mist.

Ning Chonglou got out of the car, "Two brothers, I am Ning Chonglou, a security guard of the Police Department, and I was ordered to escort the suspect into the detention center. ”

"What time is it? Don't let people rest for a while. One of the guards walked out of the booth with his eyelids drooping and his hat crooked.

"If you don't say it, you'll pull it, I'm still angry, what are you doing in the morning, the more you go in the evening, the more you have something, why are you doing it early? To show you, is this a call log from the gendarmerie command? I'm still very sleepy. ”

"Oh, isn't this Brother Ning? You don't know me anymore? When you were first in the Jilin Tax Police Force, you were our squadron deputy. ”

"Alas, you-Li Ergou. You kid, where have you been floating all these years? I haven't seen you in four or five years. Ning Chonglou was very surprised.

"Don't mention it, it's hard to say."

"In this way, you open the door and we send the suspect in. Ming'er, if you have time, you can go to the security department of the police department to find me, and let's talk about it. ”

"Yes, then I have to go through the motions and take out your escort papers, and we have to sign and verify." Li Ergou stuck the half-smoked cigarette on his ear, took the paperwork handed over by Ning Chonglou, finished the inspection, and shouted behind him: "Zhao Si - my own person, open the door!"

Ning Chonglou and they were escorted strictly into the detention center. After going through the handover procedures, Ning Chonglou led people to send Yan Yan to the cell landlord No. 7122 ----.

The guards opened the prison door, and Ning Chonglou led his men to put down the bruised stern on the board, and prepared to leave. At this time, I saw a person sitting on the board in the cell, with curly brown hair, a burly figure, and blue eyes shining clearly in the dark night.

The guard nagged, "I said Section Chief Ning, it's the middle of the night, sleepy." You can go home, how nice. ”

"No, tonight is the first time that Deputy Director Lu is on night duty, I have to accompany him, and I have to go home tomorrow morning." Hey? Brother, why is there still an old hairy man locked up here? ”

"Let me tell you about Section Chief Ning, this is a felony entrusted by General Sugi of the State Affairs Agency to Toyotomi Taijun for interrogation. Together with this, it was suggested to Toyotomi Taijun when Chen Cong accompanied Taijun to dinner tonight. Let's go, these days, more things are better than less, and it's a good thing for you to mix less. It is said that this old Maozi is a White Russian. ”

"Oh...... I don't care where he is, and he's gone. In front of the Japanese, our police department is an errand runner. Ning Chonglou sighed, led his men out of the cell, and at the moment of turning around, he stuffed a bottle of red wound medicine and a half-finger-long dagger into Strict's hands.

"Come on...... There is a means to greet grandpa...... His grandmother's ......" was strictly muttered, and his consciousness was clear.

"Stay, be honest, don't talk about it at the police department, you can talk about it here? Alas...... "Ning Chonglou obviously has something to say.

"Brother, they are all compatriots, try to take care of them, who does he care? In this world, the common people have a hard time......"

"Alas, who is not barely making ends meet! You're busy, I'll do my best. ”

"Let's go......" Ning Chonglou led his subordinates out of the zigzag cell, and saw Luo Shuangchen leaning against his car, fiddling with rosewood.

Ning Chonglou came to the car, "Deputy Director, it's done, let's go back to the police department." ”

"Okay, I'll drive."

"This ...... I'll do it! ”

"Brother, I'll open it. Don't you have to say hello at the door? ”

"Well, that's right."

The other subordinates boarded the prisoner's car and followed Luo Shuangchen's car out of the Concord Detention Center.

"Boss, I found an old man with curly brown hair in his cell, I don't know who it was. In these years, Little Japan is so fanatical that he has no scruples, and he doesn't even pay attention to Lao Maozi. ”

"Huh? You mean an old hairy man with curly brown hair...... Ah......" Luo Shuangchen was very curious.

"What's wrong, what's the matter?" Ning Chonglou said it casually, but he was very interested when he saw Luo Shuangchen.

"Brother, is that done?"

"That's it. Let's plan for the next step. You need to contact the doorman Li Ergou more, maybe it can be useful to us. ”

"Okay." Ning Chonglou was puzzled as he agreed, "What are your plans?" ”

"It's a long story......"

(End of chapter)