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Chapter 693, They are all prodigals!(1/4)

On the way, Zhang Yong was thinking.

Chunyu Qiong is actually related to Sun Dingyuan?

I really can’t believe it. How could these two people be related? There’s no reason!

Nothing has been discovered before.

However, Mao Renfeng's words are very important.

What Mao Renfeng was talking about was evidence of being caught. It was evidence. Evidence that even Boss Dai could not deny.

If Boss Dai could deny it, he would not be suspected.

So, what exactly is it?

Strange, Chunyu Qiong is so shrewd, what evidence will he leave behind?

It is impossible to make Boss Dai nervous about letters or anything like that. Letters and things like that can be forged casually.

There must be something deadly...

By the way, this Sun Dingyuan is really well-connected! He seems to have dealings with all kinds of people.

Even the British fell into his trap. Chunyu Qiong was probably also plotted against.

Although the people in the Secret Service are very smart, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

Boss Dai is also very shrewd. But he was calculated in the end. In the whirlpool of power, who dares to say that he can have the last laugh?

Suddenly, there was a prompt on the map.

Zhang Yong checked and found that Lao Bai had appeared.

Lao Bai is at a crossroads. There are many white dots around him, and they all have weapons.

frown.

Lao Bai was arrested again?

Couldn't he be someone from the Party Affairs Investigation Department?

By the way, the Party Affairs Investigation Office came to Hangzhou this time to do its main business and side business together?

Catch the gangsters again?

Catching Japanese spies again?

Damn it. It's a beautiful idea. You have to go over and stir things up. You can't let the Party Affairs Investigation Office take advantage of all the good things.

It's not convenient for Boss Dai to come forward now. It's not convenient for other people from the Fuxing Society's Secret Service to come forward. But he, Zhang Yong, can. As long as no big boss points his nose and says, you can't participate...

Haha. Even if it is a big boss, it depends on which big boss it is. If it is Commander Qian, he will listen temporarily. If it is the Chen brothers, he will definitely not listen.

I turned the corner and saw Lao Bai.

There was no need to be caught. He was holding a lunch box in his hand and chatting with a group of policemen.

It seems that the police department system was also involved in today’s arrest? Who is the identity of the person chatting with Lao Bai?

Are they from the Red Party?

Decided to go over and say hello to Lao Bai.

The grandsons in the Party Affairs Investigation Department have very good noses, so Lao Bai may not be safe.

So he led the team and walked over in a mighty manner.

The people over there naturally saw it.

Lao Bai recognized Zhang Yong, but remained calm and huddled in the crowd.

The policeman who talked to him before carefully observed Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong almost concluded that he must be a red party member.

Maybe he is Lao Bai's superior. Otherwise, there is no need to look at him so carefully.

Maybe it has an "inspection" nature.

but……

Forget it. It doesn’t meet the conditions anyway.

"Old Bai, why are you hiding?" Zhang Yong shouted loudly, "Do you think I am the Party Affairs Investigation Department?"

"No. Team Leader Zhang, what brought you to Hangzhou?" Lao Bai walked from the back to the front.

"Capture Sun Dingyuan." Zhang Yong said bluntly, "The gang of grandsons from the Party Affairs Investigation Department are also here. There are many more who are here. They want to take away the credit of our Fuxing Society's Secret Service."

"What did Sun Dingyuan do?" Lao Bai asked doubtfully.

"I don't know." Zhang Yong shook his head, "But the superiors want to arrest him. He fled out of fear of crime."

After saying that, he looked at the policeman and said, "This is..."

"Yang Zhi, my friend." Lao Bai introduced simply.

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

This name is very familiar. The green-faced beast Yang Zhi has read the book.

"Hello, Team Leader Zhang."

"Hello. Come with me."

"What's wrong, Team Leader Zhang?"

"Help me identify a few people. See if you can recognize them."

"Recognize someone?"

"Yes. You also bring five people and follow me."

"good."

Yang Zhi agreed.

Choose five police officers. They are all older.

Recognizing people requires not only eyesight, but also experience. Many gangsters have been idle for many years, so they may not be able to identify them.

However, there are also some geniuses with a photographic memory in the police station system. Many wanted portraits can be remembered for many years after just one glance. Even if the target's appearance has changed, he can still recognize it. In an era without surveillance

, this can be regarded as a very special ability.

"You also come with me." Zhang Yong pointed at Lao Bai.

"Me?" Lao Bai was confused.

"Follow me!" Zhang Yong had no doubts.

I took Lao Bai with me on purpose.

Deliberately letting people from the Party Affairs Investigation Department see it.

Did you see it? This is the person. I belong to Zhang Yongzhao. Don’t look for trouble.

If any of you dare to catch him, I will break your legs.

Do you want to taste what a thirty kilogram big hammer feels like?

Fully satisfied!

Your director, Xu Enzeng, is not a fan of mine, let alone you?

"Walk!"

Take back your random thoughts.

We are very close to the gangsters. A fight could break out at any time.

They are two gangsters. They both have weapons marks and gold marks. But their identities are unknown.

The two of them covered each other and quickly retreated toward the northwest.

The two of them were about twenty meters away from each other. They were not crowded into a group and could not be destroyed.

what to do?

It's nothing. Just do it.

Anyway, all the previous plans were ruined.

Now we can only fight chaos with chaos.

Catch one and destroy one.

Arrange an ambush.

The first habitual bandit appears in view.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

"Ta-ta-ta..."

A submachine gun greeting. The target fell immediately.
To be continued...
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