"Hongji Charitable Hall."

It was really a pharmacy, which was really unexpected by Zhou Qinghe.

Looking at the furnishings in the store, it is the decoration of the Chinese medicine store selling medicinal materials.

"Liu Qi, you go inside and get a medicine for bruises."

"Yes."

Liu Qi got out of the car and went to the pharmacy, stayed in it for a while, and returned quickly with a pack of medicine.

"I went to dispense medicine for bruises, and the old Chinese medicine doctor inside said that this medicine will cure all diseases." Liu Qi returned to the driver's seat and handed over the medicine.

Zhou Qinghe didn't even need to open the layer of oil paper wrapped outside, and when he smelled it lightly, he could smell a smell of pickled Fushou paste.

"It can really cure bruises, at least it doesn't hurt temporarily, how much does it cost?"

"15 fiat currency, that's expensive."

"It's not cheap."

The U.S. dollar has risen from 1 to 2.5 against fiat currencies before the war to about 1 to 6 now.

The yen was 1 to 1 with the dollar at the time, but now there is no money to spend on this war, and it is not only the fiat currency that is depreciating.

The yen is about 1 to 1.5 against the fiat currency.

Zhou Qinghe checked the longevity paste in his hand, which was about one or two, which was 10 yen a tael.

It is worth half a month's salary of a military policeman.

The poor can't afford to eat, but it's okay to be poor.

Zhang Xiaolin said that the consumption of Fushou paste in Shanghai is 600 quintals a month, and a load of 100 catties is 60,000 catties.

One pound and sixteen taels, which is 9.6 million yen a month's sales.

A year that is

One hundred million!

Zhou Qinghe was shocked after careful calculation: "I really don't know if I don't touch it, but the market for this Fushou paste is so big." ”

And that's just Shanghai.

100 million a year, and the profit must be tens of millions, so it is no wonder that Zhang Xiaolin's business is targeted by the Japanese.

After all, the situation is different, now there are fewer assassinations, on the surface, the military police command has controlled the security of Shanghai, and the Japanese come out to make money, and do not want such a large business to be taken away by the Chinese, that is also a very normal thing.

Zhou Qinghe glanced at the signboard of Hongji Shantang, but he didn't know that this boss Fujita Yong simply crossed the river to fight the territory, or had the white gloves supported by local high-ranking officials.

Zhang Xiaolin's goods were lost for a month and did not appear in Shanghai, and it is indeed very likely that they have been shipped out of Shanghai.

According to this calculation, the most convenient person should be Akio Tojo.

If other staff adjutants of the gendarmerie headquarters were involved, they would have to say hello to him, the captain of the gendarmerie, if they wanted to sell such things.

Only Akio Tojo has a military police team that is away all the year round, and that is the military police squad assigned to the Dohi Yuan Special Committee at that time.

Akio Tojo and Akio Tojo are ripe, and it is convenient for Akio Tojo to come directly with the gendarmes with Tsuchito.

"Akio Tojo."

Zhou Qinghe built a possible network of contacts, and the next step was to verify that behind this Fujita Isa, it was not Akio Tojo.

There have been people coming in and out at the door of Hongji Shantang, and it seems that the business is very good, and the people who come out are generally carrying a small medicine bag produced by Hongji Shantang.

After about half an hour, a car came, and three people got out of the car, two of them looked like bodyguards, and a young man in his twenties in a straight suit in the middle was quite elite.

When he entered the Hongji Charity Hall, he came out in only two or three minutes, and the bodyguard had a large black briefcase in his hand.

And there was a man in his early thirties, who sent them out with a warm smile, and seemed to be very familiar.

Liu Qi shouted: "Boss, this person who just came out is the shopkeeper in the store, and the money I gave him just now." ”

"Hmm." Zhou Qinghe responded.

This person is not Isamu Fujita, and it doesn't match the photo on the registration, so he can't be mistaken, it should just be a character like a younger brother.

The other party has such a big box, if it contains Fushou cream, is it a little more? How many people do you have to smoke this?

The three of them got into the car again, and the car drove away.

Zhou Qinghe then said: "Let's go over and have a look." ”

"Yes." Liu Qi followed the car in front of him around two streets away, and the car in front stopped in front of a bank.

Mitsui Bank.

The three people got out of the car and entered Mitsui Bank with the box.

"Save money?" Zhou Qinghe nodded thoughtfully.

It is normal for the money from the sale of Fushou paste to be deposited in the bank every day, and the Mitsui consortium is also one of the four major chaebols in Japan, and their bank is safe and secure.

The problem is that there is no way to check, and it is also a way to find out who is behind the flow of funds, but this way is obviously impossible.

Why isn't Yasuda Bank? That's a lot easier to check.

"Where are we going now? Do you want to go back and keep an eye on it? ”

"You just saw a few people in the Hongji Charity Hall, the old Chinese medicine doctor, the shopkeeper, are there any more?"

"There's also an errand runner, like an apprentice."

"Are there any boss-like characters? It's quite big. ”

"I didn't find it, just the shopkeeper just now, he looks quite rich."

"Well, go to the gendarmerie headquarters."

Since Hongji Shan Tang is just a small guy in charge, there is no point in staring at it.

Zhou Qinghe returned to the military police headquarters, went directly to the household registration department, and transferred Fujita Isa's file to look through it, which contained his registered address.

Then set off again and went directly to Fujita Isa's downstairs residence to wait for the rabbit.

It is a manor-style villa with two guards dressed in samurai costumes standing guard at the entrance.

The Shenmen compound is also equipped with bodyguards, which is quite rich, and when Zhou Qinghe got married, he didn't remember receiving this guy's gift.

——

He must not meet all the people who give gifts, and he has to meet them if he doesn't give gifts, that's idle. But the name Isamu Fujita is definitely not on the list of gifts, which is certain.

So either this guy came from Japan later, or he didn't have enough grade and didn't even have the qualifications to give him a gift.

It's dinner time, wait a minute, this Isamu Fujita will definitely come back.

However, some people have different schedules, and at six o'clock, Isamu Fujita comes out of the house by himself.

A middle-aged man, wearing a white kimono and clogs, walked majestically, with six younger brothers who knew at a glance that they were Japanese, shouting five and drinking six, very stylish.

They didn't drive either, but walked to a pub, which was obviously going to drink.

Zhou Qinghe was annoyed by the Japanese drinking rule, and with two peanuts and rice, it was a night, and the ghost knew when they would finish drinking.

So, it can only be interrupted.

Zhou Qinghe got out of the car and walked to the public telephone booth on the side of the road and called the gendarmerie duty room of the gendarmerie headquarters.

"I'm Fujita, who's on duty tonight?"

"It's Captain Hirano."

"Let him answer the phone."

"Hey."

"Captain."

"Well, Hirano, you take four people and come to the Chunmao Izakaya on this side of Beishan West Road, don't wear a military uniform, I'll wait for you at the western restaurant opposite the izakaya."

"Hey, I'll be there soon."

Zhou Qinghe asked Liu Qi to wait in the car, and then got out of the car and entered the western restaurant to ask for a steak and eat it slowly.

Seven minutes later, Hirano arrived.

He came in alone and nodded at Zhou Qinghe.

"There's something for you to do, there's a group of people in the izakaya, I don't like it very much, you go in to eat, find someone to beat them up, especially the middle-aged man who is the leader, and break one of his arms."

"Hey."

The Japanese subordinates were good at this, and without asking any questions, they immediately carried it out.

Zhou Qinghe cut the steak slowly and ordered: "Someone may come to ask afterwards, and anyone who asks will say that it must be an accidental quarrel that caused a fight, and I don't know about the accident, understand?" ”

"Understood."

"Continue to eat after the fight, drink well, I will buy the list."

"Hi, thank you, Captain."

Zhou Qinghe shook his head, "Go ahead." ”

Hirano paused, and walked away quickly.

Zhou Qinghe looked at Hirano and a few of his subordinates and whispered orders, and then entered the izakaya.

Drinking, what is there to drink, Zhou Qinghe wants to see who jumped out after this person was beaten.

Eighteen minutes later, there was movement in the izakaya opposite, and Isamu Fujita had a hideous expression of pain on his face, holding his left arm with his hand, and his mouth was probably still wailing.

Some of his subordinates looked vigilantly in the direction of the back room, some of them supported Fujita Isamu and looked very anxious, and some of them still had wounds on their faces and bleeding noses.

Seven people can't beat five gendarmes.

It's just a good result, and if you do, you have to cover it with a white cloth and be moved out.

They ran, and Hirano's gang was still chasing and fighting over there, so Fujita Yu's gang ran faster, and they seemed to be cursing and swearing something.

How can the gendarmes be afraid?

Hirano's gang won, and that was also a proud expression of showing off their might.

When the others ran away, Hirano glanced in Zhou Qinghe's direction and signaled that he had done a good job, right? Then he turned back and continued to eat and drink.

Zhou Qinghe didn't wait for the food in a hurry, this dog looked at the owner, the dog was beaten, the owner should have jumped out, right?

It didn't take long, only ten minutes, for Isamu Fujita's men to come over with a squad of gendarmes and rush into the izakaya with a menacing attitude.

A minute later, the gendarmes fled, and Isamu Fujita's men looked ugly and ran fast.

Yo, it looks like the play is almost over.

Zhou Qinghe asked Liu Qi to call people.

Hirano immediately came to report, he knew what the captain was going to ask, and took the initiative to say: "I thought they were talking too loudly and were noisy, so I had a conflict and beat them, and after running away, they called the gendarmes to come over and help us arrest us, but the gendarmes knew me, so they immediately apologized and ran away."

I asked the gendarmes, and they said they were here tonight and had received a call from the gendarmerie to arrest us. ”

"Duty room? Okay, I see. ”

Zhou Qinghe took out 500 yuan: "Tell me who called tomorrow, eat better." ”

"Thank you, Captain."

"Remember, whoever says it's an accident."

"Understood."

"By the way, did he say he knew me?" Zhou Qinghe remembered the name.

"Not really."

It seems that he is thinking too much, and no one dares to pretend to be his relative under his nose.

"Go ahead."

The next day, Zhou Qinghe went to work, and Hirano came to report with a stuck.

"Captain, I came back last night and asked the gendarme who answered the phone, and the call came from the house of a man named Sugiyama San, who is the assistant manager of Mitsui Kaisha.

Mitsui Kaisha is an assembly club, so their people reported to us and asked for help, and our people helped.

Even if we don't help, if he contacts some big man afterwards, we will still have to go later, so we will call the patrolling military police and ask them to arrest us on the charge of making trouble first. ”

Zhou Qinghe nodded, this was different from the interpersonal relationship he imagined.

There are some problems here, if it is Akio Tojo behind Isamu Fujita, it is obviously much more convenient to directly find Akio Tojo to transfer people.

Let Sugiyama put pressure on the gendarmerie, this is obviously not a formal channel.

Guessed wrong? Not Akio Tojo?

Mitsui Kaisha thought that the money would be deposited in Mitsui Bank, which was logical.

But how did Mitsui Kaisha get involved in the matter of Fushou cream?

Fancy this business?

Was Mitsui Kaisha involved, or was there simply someone supporting Isamu Fujita?

"Okay, you go first, and if anyone comes to inquire about this again, you can write it down and tell me."

"Hey."

Zhou Qinghe handled official business, called and asked if Zhang Xiaolin was at home, and then went to find Zhang Xiaolin.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Xiaolin greeted him.

"Brother, there's news?"

"Let's make a little progress."

Zhou Qinghe talked about the investigation.

"There's no way to tell how involved Mitsui is at the moment, and I'm too busy to keep an eye on it.

In this way, you send some shrewd and capable people to put this Sugiyama San, Fujita Isa, and the shopkeeper of Hongji Shantang. and the one who sent the money, and the four of them stared at it.

Look at what kind of people they come into contact with, you don't need to remember the small ones, mainly the big ones who seem to be big, write them down, and talk to me every day. ”

Zhou Qinghe said and handed over the photos of the three people who had been prepared: "The bank sent the money and forgot to take it, you send someone to keep an eye on Shantang, you will definitely find this person who came to withdraw money." ”

"Done."

Isn't there manpower for stalking, what Zhang Xiaolin lacks most is manpower.

"But there is one thing, brother, you also know that the place in Hongkou is okay during the day, but my people can't stay at night, and they have to leave when they reach the point, otherwise they will be arrested and put in prison if they meet the gendarmes on the road."

Now the rules in the core area are very strict, and you have to be interrogated when you walk on the road, like going to an izakaya to eat, and you can't do it all day.

There are only two kinds of Chinese who go to izakaya, either those who go to work or those who are brought in by the Japanese to eat.

If you want to eat alone, you can't give money, you just don't want to eat.

"Ready, the documents of the special high class, in case of interrogation, don't say anything, show this thing to the military police."

Zhou Qinghe took out four documents from his arms and handed them over.

"It's a good feeling." Zhang Xiaolin's face showed joy, looking at these documents and smiling, "In Shanghai, no one's words are as good as the documents you give, brother." ”

"Be careful, in case someone behind you finds out that I'm investigating, and they shrink up, then how can I check this matter?"

"Yes, yes, it makes sense to remind, or brother, you are thoughtful, don't worry, I will make them careful."

Zhang Xiaolin agreed, he really didn't expect this, and thought about it: "Hey, brother, you said that I would check where his warehouse is by the way, how about it?" ”

"Hit someone's idea?"

"Hey, hey, it's a bit of a loss, if I don't get it back, I'm not reconciled, I have to make up for it, right?"

"Just don't get noticed."

"Cheng, you see, we don't have other people in the Qing Gang, this kung fu of flying eaves and walking walls, I can at least find hundreds of people."

This matter is Zhang Xiaolin's own business, give him the direction and let him follow, he must be attentive.

Zhou Qinghe lived as usual, and he was thinking about a question in his spare time, it was not Akio Tojo, it was the people of the Mitsui Society, it was normal for them to have the ability to send out the military police, but how did they smuggle Fushou paste out of Shanghai?

Could it be that someone in the gendarmerie is secretly eating extra food from him?

Three days later, things are looking up.

Fushou paste has to be consumed every day, and the consumption is quite large, Zhang Xiaolin's people stared at Hongji Shantang, this source of goods went in and out, and almost no effort was wasted, and they found the inventory warehouse of Hongji Shantang.

It's in the wharf warehouse in Hongkou.

And following the warehouse, I found something more important, Hongji Shantang's inventory was not only sent to one store, but already had seven stores in Shanghai.

Zhabei, Nanshi, Pudong, Concession, you can buy everything.

Zhang Xiaolin became angry all of a sudden, and there was such a business-grabbing person under his nose, so he immediately sent his little poisonous insect to suck two mouthfuls of probe.

It may be that there is a legal concern, because governments around the world, including Japan itself, are now prohibiting the sale of drugs, so each store is very hidden, mainly relying on word of mouth among poisonous insects.

It's okay outside the concession, after all, it's the Japanese themselves, and it's good to avoid some pseudo-police.

The Anglo-American-French concession is very hidden, according to the poisonous insects, there is no storefront, renting a house, renting a house after a period of time to find that the wind is not right, change one, has been like this to escape the blow of the patrol house.

Seven stores, so many Fushou cream, to maintain safety, you have to import and export, this force is not small, where did such a group of people suddenly appear?

Zhang Zhai.

"Brother, take a look at the records you handed in today and see if it's useful?"

Zhang Xiaolin handed over a dozen pieces of paper to record the whereabouts of his subordinates, and sighed sadly as he handed it over: "I don't understand the use of this personal name, I can only rely on you, brother." ”

Zhang Xiaolin is anxious, every day, the business has been taken away, and this is all money.

But he didn't know what he could see when he looked at these things.

Zhou Qinghe took a sip of tea and took the paper.

The followers are now passively expanding their tasks as the situation unfolds, and there are now as many as twenty followers.

Together, these people are a drug trafficking line.

And as long as you follow the overall process, give them a serial number one by one, and each person is placed in a position in the running line, then under the intersection of the whereabouts and tracks, the superfluous characters, and the big ones, are likely to be the key people here.

For example, Sugiyama of Mitsui Kaisha went to a place called Satomi Mansion and met a Japanese man named Satomi.

And Isamu Fujita also went to this place of the Satomi Mansion and met this Japanese.

The most wonderful thing is that this Satomifu also went to the inventory warehouse of Fushou Cream, which makes it clear that Satomifu has something to do with this matter.

And then, that is, today's whereabouts, this Satomi Fu, went to the office of Hongkou Meihua Lane to see Yingzuo Zhengzhao.

That place also has a secret name, because it is in the plum blossom lane, so it is also called the plum machine.

(End of chapter)