"Such a coincidence, I can meet Brother Lin even if I wander around." Qian Xiaobao said with a smile.

Lin Zhengjiang waved his hand and the few of his men dispersed.

"Fare well, don't let go of any clues." Lin Zhengjiang said to the backs of several people.

Then Lin Zhengjiang walked to Qian Xiaobao and said, "Let's go, find a place to sit."

In a tavern, Qian Xiaobao and Lin Zhengjiang sat down at the low table.

"Yesterday I heard from the teahouse people that you have come back. I'm so busy these days. The old man got angry and the people below were so busy that they didn't have time to shit!" Lin Zhengjiang said.

"I heard that Mr. Pu has returned home safely?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"Look, I said I wouldn't meet you here for no reason. You've also heard of this and felt itchy afterwards?" Lin Zhengjiang said with a smile.

"How many Chevrolet cars are there in Shanghai?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"I understand what you mean. Don't look at the streets begging. In fact, there are many rich people here, and there are many people who can afford to buy cars. Now they can only buy American products. Either Buick or Ford, plus Chevrolet. The combined number of Chevrolet cars is thousands of cars! What's even more hateful is that there are people with backgrounds in both private and public cars. If you dare to interrogate them one by one, he will dare to slap you directly!" Lin Zhengjiang shook his head and said.

"How was Mr. Pu's health when he came back?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"The old man was detained by the kidnapper for a month, but the kidnappers treated him deliciously and did not make things difficult for him at all, so he was in good health." Lin Zhengjiang replied.

"So this old man and the kidnappers have been together for a month." Qian Xiaobao took a sip of wine and said as if he was talking to himself.

"We have already seen his home when we know he is back, but the old man said he is old and can't remember many things. I don't know where he was locked up during this period, and I can't tell what the kidnappers look like." Lin Zhengjiang said in annoyance.

"Brother Lin, aren't the military police and military police and your secret service agencies handling this case now? Why are you so busy? Are you too enthusiastic?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"The person who is in charge of this matter now is my immediate boss, Director Mao Senmao. Of course I have to work hard." Lin Zhengjiang replied.

The reason he didn't say was that since the old man was paying attention to this matter, if he could do it, it would attract the old man's attention.

"Since you have come back, the mob named Pu is probably thinking about making big things worse now, so it's best to stop here. I understand the psychology of these people. It's better to keep things calm. The more the more trouble the more it makes, the more trouble it is." Qian Xiaobao said.

"Now he is no longer allowed. Everyone wants to come in and get a kick and then scrape a layer of oil from him!" Lin Zhengjiang said.

"Japan was also very chaotic when he couldn't have enough food in the past two years. Now it's much better. Companies are starting to work one after another, and at least everyone has something to do to make more or less money. But we are still so chaotic here. The eight-year war of resistance is over. When will it be the beginning?" Qian Xiaobao said.

"It's not just eight years of the War of Resistance, but the Chinese have never stopped for almost a hundred years." Lin Zhengjiang said. He has more knowledge than Qian Xiaobao.

"I set up a textile research institute in Japan. When I really do things, I realized that what I lack most is talent. What if I donate a sum of money to the National Government to fund promising students?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

Lin Zhengjiang looked at Qian Xiaobao like a fool.

"When is it now? The battlefield is in a mess, and there are troubles behind it. Who can care about these?" Lin Zhengjiang said.

"Of course, it's okay for someone to pay out money. Who doesn't want to hold the money in your hands? But if you take out the money that can raise a cow, they can raise a mouse at most, but they are still skinny. Forget it, don't waste money. Because you are my friend, I said that." Lin Zhengjiang said.

The two of them fell into silence again, and both lowered their heads to drink and eat.

"How do you think about kidnapping?" Lin Zhengjiang asked. His mind was still on the kidnapping case.

"There must be public servants in this matter. If it is just some gangsters who cannot do this, they should collude with people outside. They may not have the courage. They are all gangsters outside who do things and will not be so gentle! Chevrolet cars, arrest warrants, and disguised as soldiers are not like gangsters who can think of it." Qian Xiaobao replied.

"But this is still not considered. If it were me, I wouldn't target the richest people. Find some less famous people, and it's better to start without attracting attention. As long as you do this, it will obviously cause a sensation, and in the end it may be a mess." Qian Xiaobao continued.

"But where do you start?" Lin Zhengjiang said. It is inevitable to investigate people with wealth and background when handling this case, which is always in the way.

"If you can't investigate cars carefully, then check the money. Of course, the damn Americans and British people will not ask you to check their bank accounts, so check who suddenly starts to get excited. Shanghai Beach is rich and you can't stop thinking about spending money! Isn't the fireworks and willow alleys also divided into levels? The most expensive ones can't afford to vomit blood when you go in! Check the most expensive new customers in the new house, and who dances with the most popular dancers in high-end dance halls during this period." Qian Xiaobao said.

"Good idea, I'll arrange for someone to investigate now. In fact, these things are simple. There are people from all places." Lin Zhengjiang said.

In the mansion of Pu’s family in Jing'an, Shanghai, Mr. Pu looked at his children with regret.

"Who asked you to make this big deal?" Mr. Pu asked.

"The kidnappers are just for money. They used to have to pay one million. We quietly agreed to discuss with them and talked about 500,000, and then quietly gave them money to let them release them. Now that the trouble is like this, we can only spend more!" Mr. Pu said angrily.

"The military, police and Xiante are all handling cases. We have to give them some advice. If they are willing to do so, they will be gone! And if they are arrested in the future, we will offend people on the Tao again! A matter that could have been solved quietly with 500,000 US dollars, hello, everyone, how great it is!" As a result, you are like this!" Mr. Pu became more and more angry as he spoke.

"How did I teach you before? After saying so many times, you just didn't remember - sometimes officials are more terrible than bandits!" Mr. Pu said at last.
Chapter completed!