General Wei Demai, the new commander of the Mid-Army Army in China, arrived in Shanghai, and the Shanghai side held a grand welcome ceremony.

At the reception, guests raised their glasses frequently, laughing and having fun.

Wei Demai suddenly smiled and said to the mayor of Shi City Wu Guozhen: "I heard that the richest man in China, Mr. Pu, was kidnapped and detained by bandits not long ago. I have no problem with my safety in Shanghai, right? I heard that the ransom is 500,000 US dollars, which is also an astronomical figure in the United States. It seems that China is very developed."

When the translator translated this sentence to Wu Guozhen, dozens of people next to him heard it clearly.

Wei Demai's joke was like a big mouth slapped in Wu Guozhen's face, and also hit the officials present in the face!

This is a complete insult to the Republic of China!

And this sentence should have reached the old man's ears soon. What would he think?

In the past, catching robbers had nothing to do with the Pu family. The officials didn’t care about the life and death of the Pu family. They did this to calm the dissatisfaction of the Shanghai business community with the National Government and re-establish the image of the National Government in the hearts of the people. Now it is even more urgent to catch robbers, because it is related to the national government’s image in the international field!

Wu Guozhen turned around and looked at Xuan Tiewu, the commander of Songhu Police and the head of Shanghai Police, who was also blushed.

Both of them took office after the kidnapping case, which means that the old man replaced the former mayor Qian Dajun and the police chief Li Youlan because of the kidnapping case, and transferred them to the two of them here.

But they have been doing nothing since they took office.

Xuan Tiewu immediately returned to the police station for a meeting after the cocktail party.

"It's all a bunch of waste, and the case must be solved in a short time!" Xuan Tiewu roared.

In the Paramount Dance Hall, Wang Jintang, chief clerk of Songhu Security District, hugged the red dancer Tang Jiuli's slender waist and danced on the dance floor. Tang Jiuli has the nickname of the nine-tailed demon fox among the red dancer in Shanghai. She has the dignified and elegant face like a lady from a wealthy family, and she smiles and is charming and charming.

Wang Jintang was completely fascinated by Tang Jiuli.

He came to the Paramount Ballroom almost every night, and soaked with Tang Jiuli like a plaster.

Of course, it depends on money to make a woman stick to herself like a plaster. It depends on a lot of money to make a woman like Tang Jiuli stick to Wang Jintang!

"Mr. Wang, take a break, I can't breathe even if you hug me." Tang Jiuli said coquettishly.

"Why don't you tell me earlier when you're tired? How about we sit down and have a martini? I'll be your flower protector tonight!" Wang Jintang said warmly.

The two men walked out of the dance floor and sat in their seats in unfriendly eyes.

Tang Jiuli has many fans in the Paramount Ballroom, but she has been exclusively owned by Wang Jintang, the bastard.

The waiter brought two glasses of martini and placed them on the table. Wang Jintang took out a note as a tip and stuffed it into the waiter's hand.

That's a ten dollar bill!

Tang Jiuli pretended to be nothing on the surface, but her heart was pounding.

Not only did she see it, but several people around her saw Wang Jintang's generous move. Ten dollars is no longer as simple as being generous.

Did this guy named Wang dig out oil at home?

"Miss Tang, when will I go to my hometown in Wuxi? My family is building a house and taking a look at the beautiful scenery of Wuxi." Wang Jintang said.

"Wuxi? It's too far away, it's going to take a lot of days." Tang Jiuli replied.

"It doesn't matter, I'll use my Stibeck car to send you over and then to send you back!" Wang Jintang said.

"You have a car? Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Tang Jiuli leaned against Wang Jintang and said coquettishly.

"I just found it hard to get it through my friends!" Wang Jintang replied complacently.

Lin Zhengjiang walked into the Paramount Ballroom. In order not to attract attention, he only brought one subordinate with him today.

He stood behind and looked indifferently at the men and women dancing on the dance floor and the people sitting around the dance floor and teasing in a low voice.

A young man sitting behind Wang Jintang and Tang Jiuli stood up and walked behind and stood next to Lin Zhengjiang.

"It's him! Wang Jintang, chief clerk of Songhu Security District!" the young man whispered.

"I know him." Lin Zhengjiang said.

"I just heard him say he was building a house in his hometown in Wuxi and bought a Stibek sedan!" the young man continued.

"Good guy, I've really posted it!" Lin Zhengjiang sighed sincerely.

Three days later, the person who was sent by Lin Zhengjiang to Wuxi to investigate came back.

"Director, Wang Jintang does build a lot of construction at home, and there is also a brand new Stibek sedan." said his subordinate.

"And according to our surveillance, Wang Jintang has also had contact with the Pu family's relative Zhu, which is very unusual. Let's take action, and arrest him and torture him first!" The subordinate suggested.

This major case has been confirmed to be unrelated to Wang Jintang.

Lin Zhengjiang thought for a moment and said, "I am your chief, but I also have a chief. You must remember that the credit will always be the chief! I will report this matter to Director Mao Senmao immediately and let him come forward to handle this case!"

The next morning, Wang Jintang walked into Mao Sen's office nervously.

"Jintang is here? Sit, sit! Have tea!" Mao Sen greeted intimately.

Seeing Mao Sen so enthusiastic, Wang Jintang felt even more uneasy. Who doesn’t know that Mao Sen is a famous smile tiger in the Secret Service from the Military Control Commission to the present?

Is it related to that matter that Mao Sen suddenly wants to see himself today?

Seeing Wang Jintang sitting half of his butt on the chair, Mao Sen smiled and said, "I heard that you have been dancing in the dance hall recently? Be careful, wine, sex, money and energy are harmful to your body."

Wang Jintang hurriedly stood up and replied, "If you say the director, please remember it, please remember it!"

"Sit, sit! There is no need to be restrained in front of me. I have always been considerate and caring for my subordinates. I will take care of them if there is anything. I will turn them into small matters, and I will turn them into small matters. It is not easy for everyone in the eight years of the War of Resistance Against Japan. Now a good day has finally come, and it is inevitable to make a little mistake." Mao Sen said considerately.

When Mao Sen heard Wang Jintang's gentle and considerate words, he felt like a thunderbolt from the sky.    Make a mistake? Who made the mistake?

"According to our investigation, you are building a house in your hometown? And there is also an American car? How can you do so many things every month? In fact, we know everything. Now you are honest and honest now. I can save you and protect you. If you are not honest, you will have to go to the guillotine in the future. I can't help you!" Mao Sen said earnestly.

The tea that Wang Jintang held in his hand swept circles of ripples, and his hands kept trembling.

"Sir, after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, I felt unbalanced when I saw so many people making money from the national crisis. But my official position was too small and I could not get any benefits!" Wang Jintang said tremblingly.

"So you did that with those people?" Mao Sen asked in a gentle tone.

"Yes," Wang Jintang replied dejectedly.

Mao Sen pressed the bell on the table, and the secretary immediately walked in.

"Take him out to record his confession, remember, don't make things difficult for him!" Mao Sen said sternly.

The secretary agreed and took Wang Jintang out.

After a while, the secretary came back.
Chapter completed!