"Silly Stinny." At one end of the corridor, a middle-aged Western man in a suit and ties, wearing a top hat and holding a civilized stick in his hand was gloomy.

This is Smith, deputy general manager of Licha Hotel.

"David, what do you think you should do if you are Stinny?" Smith asked a young man with blue eyes and black hair beside him.

"First of all, I won't question this young police officer as soon as I come up." David said while thinking, "The gun has already fired. At this time, the most important thing is to close the door, inquire about the situation, and then unify the caliber, and then publicly make a voice to appease the residents."

"Go, smart kid, let's leave this matter to you."

"As you wish, this matter will be handled perfectly." David nodded arrogantly.

David Jansen waved, and a waiter came over immediately.

"Go and invite the Commander Cheng over." David Jansen whispered.

Cheng Qianfan ordered his men to continue searching the room and searching for clues.

He lit a cigarette himself and watched Stinney besieged by the hotel guests with interest.

A waiter came over quietly and found him.

Cheng Qianfan looked up and saw a young foreigner nodding arrogantly at him.

"who is he?"

"It is the grandson of Mr. David Jansen, the general manager of the hotel," said the waiter.

"Five hundred pounds, two hundred pounds." Cheng Qianfan whispered softly.

The waiter glanced at the young and handsome Chief Cheng, nodded, and walked back quietly.

The young Mr. Jensen's face turned green, this bastard, this was an opportunity to blackmail.

No wonder Jensen was angry. What is the concept of 500 pounds?

Five hundred pounds are about 2,000 US dollars, and the official exchange rate of one US dollar is 3.33 fiat currency, which is about 6,660 fiat currency.

The actual exchange rate is higher than the official exchange rate, and most importantly, the British pound is the most trustworthy currency in the world at present.

"Sir, I suggest you choose five hundred pounds." The waiter whispered.

The commander Xiao Cheng meant five hundred pounds and two hundred pounds, and there were two solutions to choose from.

It can be said that it is clearly marked with price, and it is perfectly in line with the name of Xiao Cheng and is in style.

Jansen glanced at the waiter in confusion and vigilance.

"This Chief Cheng has a very good reputation. He offered 500 pounds, which means he was worth 500 pounds." The waiter said, "Two hundred pounds and five hundred pounds will definitely be worth the same."

When Jansen heard this, he looked over and saw the young man playing with Browning pistol with one hand and turning the burning cigarette with the other hand.

Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, very polite, but his face was calm but without any respect.

...

"Five hundred, promise him!"

Just as Jensen was still hesitating, Smith's voice came from behind.

Jansen's face changed, he knew that his hesitation had made him lose points.

The waiter raised five fingers in his right hand, nodded, and signaled to Cheng Qianfan.

Cheng Qianfan smiled and threw the cigarette on the ground, stepped on the leather shoes and crushed them to death.

He took off his hat, nodded slightly, showed a gentle smile, then put on the hat again, stuffed Browning's gun into the holster, and clapped his hands, "Everyone, please listen to me."

The tenants who were 'sieging' British manager Stinny came over.

However, just a glance, he ignored it and continued to be noisy and complicated.

Cheng Qianfan was not angry either. He stretched out his hand, and Big Head Lu immediately handed over a German M4 grenade.

The scene of a quarrel like dozens of ducks was immediately extremely quiet.

"Do you know what this is?" Cheng Qianfan asked coldly.

"Grenade!" someone shouted.

"That's right, grenade." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "Three grenades and those explosives are enough to blow up this floor."

No one dared to speak, not because he was scared by his words, but because Cheng Qianfan: he was playing with the grenade in his hand.

"We received a secret report from Mr. David Jensen of the Lecha Hotel, suspected that illegal thugs were staying in the hotel."

"In order to avoid panic and leaking news, this is a secret operation."

"Unfortunately, we got rid of the thugs such as Jiang Mule, but, thankfully, we worked together with the hotel to prevent a violent attack that could cause huge casualties." Cheng Qianfan's expression was serious, "In my opinion, getting rid of the suspect is certainly sad, but, most importantly, no one was injured in this incident! This is the most gratifying."

Wow!

Someone applauded, and then there was a warm applause.

"It is important to ensure the safety of the lives and property of the guests. This is also what Mr. David Jensen and Licha Hotel repeatedly reminded him before this operation. I suggest that I applaud Licha Hotel's respect and awe of life." After Cheng Qianfan said that, he applauded first.

A burst of warm applause sounded, and the guests whistled and cheered.

...

At this time, Cheng Qianfan saw Sheng Shuyu appear among the onlookers around.

Sheng Shuyu nodded at him.

Cheng Qianfan did not respond, and his expression remained unchanged. He handed the grenade back to Datou Lu, who put the grenade into the suitcase.

"Okay, everyone, we have completed the search and are about to evacuate." Cheng Qianfan clasped his fists at everyone. The guests took a look at the suitcase containing explosives and grenades, and hurriedly avoided them.

After Cheng Qianfan and others left, someone suddenly realized.

"No, Cheng Qianfan is a policeman in the French Concession, and this is a public concession."

"Yes, Chief Fei, why did the French Concession police organize this operation?"

Everyone looked at the Huangpu Road inspector who was struggling to ask.

I want to know the reason too.

Youli complained secretly in his heart.

...

"I'll explain this question." Mr. Smith, deputy general manager of the Licha Hotel, came over. "After Jansen reported to me that he found Jiang Mule and his group suspected of being, I told him to contact the police station in the French Concession."

Smith paused, "This move did not mean that there was no distrust of the Inspector Fili and the police stations in the public concession. It was just that the French concession had been committed to arresting Jiang Mule and their party, and they knew better about the murderer.

Moreover, because the people who are struggling to commander are mostly familiar faces from Huangpu Road, the murderer recognizes them. Once they are discovered by the other party in advance, they may take risks and hurt everyone.

Therefore, in order to keep confidential and for security reasons, the French Concession Police Office chose to conduct this operation."

Everyone suddenly realized and praised Li Cha Hotel for its thoughtful consideration.

It’s just a hard time looking bitter, that’s awesome!

These words are just deceiving laymen.

In terms of the police room in the public concession of the British and American public concession, it is absolutely impossible to agree to the police room in the French concession of the people to come here to arrest people. It is related to the law enforcement power and there is no way to be compatible.

In addition to appeaseing the residents and lying, Smith's words also expressed one meaning: he was dissatisfied with the public security of the British and American concessions, and to be more precise, he was dissatisfied with the public security of Huangpu Road where the Licha Hotel belonged, and he was dissatisfied with his efforts:

Ginger mule came into the store and brought grenades and explosives. You didn't know anything about it! It was simply unforgivable!

He was panicked and hated Cheng Qianfan even more.

"Yes, Mr. Smith is right." Fei Li cleared his throat, wiped the sweat from his forehead, squeezed out his smile, and tried his best to pretend to be calm. "We are participating in this operation as a preparatory force. This is our decision after discussion with our colleagues in the French Concession, as well as Li Cha Hotel, and the three parties. Everything is to avoid fierce firefighting, and your safety is the first consideration."

...

Outside the Licha Hotel, Cheng Qianfan got into the car.

Haozai also got into the co-pilot.

"Cheng Tou, are you leaving now?" Haozai asked.

"Wait." Cheng Qianfan threw his body on the backrest and "waited for someone."

About ten minutes later, he was sweating profusely and brought his two men over.

...

He hurriedly left the hotel, anxious, afraid that Cheng Qianfan had left.

At this time, I saw the car parked across the street and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then it became even more popular.

This damn Cheng Qianfan is waiting for him!

This bastard, this must have calculated all this.

Fei Li was very angry and frustrated.

I was plotted against by this bastard Cheng Qianfan.
To be continued...