When he got off work, Zhu Muyun found that Han Zhifeng, the shopkeeper who had a good time together, was standing at the corner of the gate, looking at it all the time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info Zhu Muyun kicked his feet, and the rotor turned over.

"Looking for me?" Zhu Muyun stopped in front of Han Zhifeng and asked.

"There's news." Han Zhifeng looked left and right and whispered.

"Come up." Zhu Muyun said.

Han Zhifeng sat in the back seat, and Zhu Muyun kicked fast. Soon, it was time to get together. Zhu Muyun didn't believe that Han Zhifeng would deliberately go to the police station to report the news for the news of the Soviets. Han Zhifeng's consciousness, if it was so high, he would not be a bandit.

"It's true that a foreigner was caught on the mountain, but it's not a Soviet, so I don't know." Han Zhifeng said.

"Okay, send it over one day and you'll know." Zhu Muyun said lightly, after speaking, as soon as he used his feet, he was about to leave.

"Officer Zhu, don't go, I have a good Fenjiu here, have a drink and then leave." Han Zhifeng hurriedly grabbed it and said with a smile on his face.

"I still have something to do, you can keep the wine first, and come back next time." Zhu Muyun said deliberately.

"In addition to the foreigner, we also found the bodies of two Chinese." Han Zhifeng said anxiously.

"Oh, what are they wearing?" Zhu Muyun smiled secretly in his heart, Han Zhifeng must have other things to do when he was looking for himself. Perhaps, this Soviet man, is the deal he wants to make.

"Very strange clothes, I've never seen them before. Moreover, he also wears a hat without a brim on his head. Han Zhifeng said.

"Looks like you already know who he is, right?" Zhu Muyun said meaningfully, Han Zhifeng is a sitting probe of Jiutou Mountain, and he should be able to know something about Gu Xing.

"I can hand over this person to you, but Officer Zhu also has to help me do something." Han Zhifeng was seen through by Zhu Muyun, and said cheekily.

Zhu Muyun knew their identities, but he did not expose them, which shows that Zhu Muyun has no ill will towards Jiutou Mountain. Now, he really couldn't think of a way, so he could only ask Zhu Muyun for help.

"It doesn't matter if you hand it over to me or not, tell me first, what is the matter?" Zhu Muyun said noncommittally. He put away his bicycle and walked into a good gathering with Han Zhifeng.

"Didn't you fight with the little devil last time? There are people injured on the mountain, and the herbs have no rule of law, so they can only be sent to the city. But after entering the city, no clinic dared to accept it. Han Zhifeng said with a bitter face.

"You can send it to the hospital in the French Concession." Zhu Muyun said.

"The Japanese soldiers are now working with the police in the French Concession to handle the case, which hospital dares to accept patients with gunshot wounds?" Han Zhifeng said.

"I'm not a doctor either." Zhu Muyun remembered that last month, the Gendarmerie Headquarters sent a group of extra-high military police into the concession to set up a liaison office. As long as the case is related to the anti-Japanese resistance, the Concession Patrol Department must jointly handle the case with the Japanese military police.

"Officer Zhu, it's not someone else who was injured this time, it's my eldest brother." Han Zhifeng said with a sad face.

"I see." Zhu Muyun thought to himself, no wonder Han Zhifeng was so positive, it turned out that Monk Jia was injured.

"The eldest brother's injury is not light, if it is not treated, I am afraid that his life will not be long." Han Zhifeng said.

"You people from Jiutou Mountain, it's common to be shot and injured, is it possible, do you have to send it to Guxing for treatment every time?" Zhu Muyun said.

"There is indeed a Lang Zhong in the cottage, but he can only treat ordinary gunshot wounds. The eldest brother's injury this time was in the chest, and Lang Zhong in the mountain was helpless. Han Zhifeng said that Zhu Jiahe is in danger, and if he is not treated, he will die in three or five days.

"In this way, I can find you a doctor, but the other party's asking price is not cheap." Zhu Muyun said that he didn't care about Zhu Jiahe's injury. But it's a great business, and once done, the rewards are huge.

"No matter how much money the other party wants, there is no difference." Han Zhifeng said categorically.

"It's not a question of how much money the other party wants, but how much money you are willing to spend to save that plus monk." Zhu Muyun said lightly, at this time, no matter how much price is opened, you may have to suffer.

"One ......" Han Zhifeng gritted his teeth, as long as someone can save the big boss, he is willing to go bankrupt.

"The other party only needs hard currency." Zhu Muyun said suddenly.

"Hard currency? I don't have a lot of money. Han Zhifeng said embarrassedly.

"Don't worry, it's not too late for you to get it back from Jiutou Mountain. Where is Monk Plus now? Zhu Muyun said jokingly.

"It's in the cellar at the back." Han Zhifeng said that it is good to gather people and come and go, and there is no place for Tibetans at all.

"You're not afraid he's dying unhappily, aren't you?" Zhu Muyun said angrily, there is no ventilation in the cellar, and there is a lack of oxygen, and the injured people are indeed safe to wait inside, but the injuries will only get worse.

"We're in the city, and there's nowhere else." Han Zhifeng said with a wry smile.

"You can't let the doctor go to the cellar to heal your wounds, can you?" Zhu Muyun said that he did have a place, but Zhu Jiahe's identity naturally couldn't be known to them.

"Officer Zhu is well-informed, can you help with an idea?" Han Zhifeng asked.

"Rather than let him suffer in the cellar, it is better to be sent to a room to recuperate. Tomorrow night, when your money is in place, the doctor will naturally come. Zhu Muyun said.

"No, I will send my brother out of the city immediately, and I will be able to come back early tomorrow morning, and ask the doctor to come over tomorrow morning to treat the big boss." Han Zhifeng said.

"How many guests are there tonight?" Zhu Muyun asked.

"Because of the arrival of the big boss, some guests were pushed off today, and now there are only eight guests." Han Zhifeng said.

"Can you free up a quiet room for healing?" Zhu Muyun asked.

"If I could, I wouldn't have hid the big boss in the cellar." Han Zhifeng said with a wry smile.

"Okay, I already know about this, you wait at home, if there is anything, I will contact you later." Zhu Muyun said.

"The fourth master, please leave this matter to a pseudo-policeman, it won't be too dangerous, right?" As soon as Zhu Muyun left, an old man in his fifties with a goatee walked into the room, his name was Lu Zhongping, and he was in the middle of Langzhong in Jiutou Mountain.

To save Zhu Jiahe, Lu Zhongping has nothing to do. He's just a man, he's treated for some trauma, and occasionally takes a bullet, and he's reached the limit. Now, Zhu Jiahe was shot in the chest, and he didn't even dare to touch the wound.

"Dead horses should be live horse doctors, if you can save the big boss, I still need to beg him?" Han Zhifeng said angrily.

"But in case ......," Lu Zhongping said worriedly.

"I'm in charge of this matter, and I believe that my eldest brother won't blame me." Han Zhifeng said that since there is no way, he can only do his best and obey the destiny of heaven. As long as there are doctors willing to treat them, it is better than waiting for death.

"But ......" Lu Zhongping still doesn't believe Zhu Muyun, the police and bandits are born enemies, the police will only catch bandits, they will only kill bandits, how can they save bandits.

"You hurry back to the cottage, let the second master get more hard currency, preferably gold bars, Dayang is too conspicuous." Han Zhifeng said that Zhu Muyun was insatiable, and this time he didn't have enough money to save the big boss, so he naturally couldn't impress him.