LRAB Chapter 11 is so detailed that Gu Yichen is stunned by the intelligence.
Chapter 11 is so detailed that Gu Yichen is stunned by the intelligence.
next day
Good morning!
Good morning, Brother Lang.
"Brother Lang is here to wash up too."
"There's an empty seat here, Brother Lang."
"..."
Shen Lang, carrying a washbasin, greeted his colleagues who came to wash up with a smile.
Although he had a bad reputation in the police station, his seniority and rank spoke for themselves.
Most of the people living in the dormitory were second- or third-level patrol officers, so they naturally had to treat him, a first-level patrol officer, with utmost respect.
Moreover, Shen Lang entered the police station when he was a teenager, so he must have some real skills to have been able to establish himself.
Besides being trained from a young age to be able to take on three opponents at once, he is also known for his ruthlessness when it comes to fighting.
Once, during an arrest, a barrage of batons broke an arm and three ribs, and the suspect's head was covered in blood. The suspect was almost beaten to death on the spot!
Even with colleagues, he would resort to violence at the slightest disagreement, breaking their bones several times.
He was ruthless and merciless; anyone who didn't know better would think he had a grudge against someone who stole their wife!
It was only thanks to the fact that his biological father was still alive at the time that he was able to settle the matter by using his connections and paying for the medicine.
Shen Lang wouldn't dare say he could do whatever he wanted in the French Concession, but both the police and gangsters feared him.
So even if you don't like him, you can only keep it to yourself and won't show it.
At most, they would gossip about it behind people's backs, but they would never dare to reveal it to their faces.
Shen Lang pinched his nose and quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth, then ate the few pieces of pastry left over from yesterday with cold water.
These days, I don't even dare to hope for a balanced diet; I'm lucky if I can just fill my stomach.
He changed into a black uniform, put on a peaked cap, hung his baton on his waist, and went out.
"Steamed buns~ Big steamed buns with thin skin and fragrant meat!"
"Mung bean soup~ A refreshing and thirst-quenching mung bean soup!"
"Russian-style frozen beef shank, only 4 cents per pound!"
"Baked flatbread~ Freshly baked flatbread!"
"..."
As Shen Lang walked out of the police station dormitory, various shouts and calls echoed from the bustling street.
As a once successful small business owner, I never imagined that one day I would be drooling over braised pork.
After passing through the bustling main street, we soon arrived at Edoria Road.
The McLan Police Station is located south of the street corner.
The police station occupies a large area of 3556 square meters and is a reinforced concrete structure facing south.
The building is lower on both sides and higher in the middle, with the central section being 10 stories high and the two adjacent sections being 5 stories high.
Floors 1 to 4 are office areas and prison cells, while floors 5 and 6 are rest and entertainment areas.
The floors above the 7th floor are the living area, and there are also 20 luxury apartments!
There are also two elevators.
Outside the building is a wide plaza, where police officers assemble for training and inspections.
It is usually a popular gathering place for nearby residents, and the square is crowded with various vendors.
However, at this moment, outside the police station's large iron gate, a middle-aged woman with gray hair was kneeling on the ground, wailing loudly.
The area was packed with onlookers, at least a hundred people.
Bang!
Every now and then, the camera flashes would emit blinding light.
In this era, only secret agents, a few wealthy people, and journalists could afford cameras.
I just don't know what happened that attracted so many people to watch.
Shen Lang didn't go to watch the commotion, but instead walked to the grocery store from yesterday.
This was something the two of them had agreed upon yesterday.
Now that we have intelligence to provide, we should seize the opportunity to make money first.
Reaching the corner, he took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and asked, "What are those people watching?"
Gu Yichen leaned against the corner of the wall and exhaled a puff of smoke.
He glanced at her sideways and said casually, "That mother sold all her possessions to raise the dowry of three gold pieces for her son's wedding, but the woman disappeared after taking the money."
"They must have reported it to the police, but the police didn't take it seriously, so they sat at the door crying. Then the informant notified the reporters."
Reporters who want to get the latest information as soon as possible will also contact the gossip site.
You can receive a reward if you can provide useful clues.
Our predecessor had done something similar.
"Oh~," Shen Lang responded, his expression calm.
There was neither sympathy nor anger at the disdainful look.
I had heard of similar things too many times in my previous life; it had almost become legal.
Even if you call the police, at most you'll get some money back, and you might even make a profit.
It's faster than robbing someone!
Of course, this also led to the massacre of entire families.
I'm used to it.
Gu Yichen turned his head and looked around, then asked in a low voice, "Any clues?"
Shen Lang tilted his chin up at a 45-degree angle, his calm and collected expression exuding an air of superiority.
"The person is hiding in room 304 of Xingcheng Inn."
"This afternoon, a black Dodge sedan with license plate number 2478 will pick us up and take us to Hongkou. Whether we can catch them before they escape depends on the efficiency of the Chinese authorities."
"I've already threatened the innkeeper, so he won't let the news leak out."
"But let's make this clear first: even if your supplier fails to catch the person, you still have to pay as long as the intelligence is accurate."
"If you dare to renege on your debt, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
For a desperate person, daring to default on a debt is no different from being a mortal enemy.
Gu Yichen raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise on his face.
I was content with just a few clues, but I never expected that the other party's information would be so precise, down to the room number and even the license plate number of the contact person's car.
The intelligence seemed to come too easily and too accurately, giving it a somewhat unreal feel.
Yesterday's investigation revealed that Hata Yakichi was a professionally trained Japanese spy.
Surprisingly, a busybody managed to track their movements and even obtain information about the connection header object in just one day.
This goes far beyond the scope of an informant providing a clue.
If he's not just making things up to scam money, then he must have some special connections.
Gu Yichen frowned, his mind quickly weighing the veracity of the information, and hesitated for a moment about whether he should believe it.
I only wanted to pick up a sesame seed, but I ended up getting a big watermelon. It was so unexpected.
Shen Lang knew why the other party was surprised; anyone would be surprised in this situation.
But for the sake of braised pork, I can't care about anything else!
Besides, deliberately providing detailed information can also prove one's value, and people will come to one of the first places to seek one out if needed in the future, right?
A good reputation is better than any award.
He said meaningfully, "I'll only pay after the intelligence is verified. You think I'm going to cheat you? If you want to resell it to the Chinese authorities, hurry up. If your delay causes them to fail to catch anyone, I won't stand for it!"
"Phew~." Gu Yichen exhaled a thick cloud of smoke and forcefully stomped out the cigarette butt.
His gaze was fixed on the roguish face, as if trying to see right through him.
After a moment of gritted teeth, he said, "As long as the intelligence is accurate, we'll be here tomorrow, and you'll get your money back in full!"
After saying that, he turned and left, disappearing into the crowd in a moment.
The arrow is already on the bowstring and must be released; there's no time to check first, so we have to take a gamble.
After turning two streets and making sure no one was following him, he hailed a rickshaw: "To the Chinese-controlled area, quick!"