Chapter 19: I don't know the rules

When Zhu Muyun first arrived at the police station, he saw He Qinghe walking out with an angry face. www.biquge.info Zhu Muyun was very surprised, although He Qinghe was not a long-sleeved dancer in the bureau, he did not have a grudge against anyone.

"How?" Zhu Muyun greeted him.

"I want to get a residence permit, but Liu Bingjian just stuck and didn't do it, didn't he just think about Lao Tzu to make an offering." He Qinghe said angrily.

"Aren't you just going to report it according to the normal procedure?" Zhu Muyun said that they are patrol policemen, and it is their duty to report their household registration and apply for a residence permit.

"It's urgent." He Qinghe said, only to realize that he had missed his mouth, and after looking around, he was relieved to find that there were no others.

"Since it's from there, why not give it some benefits?" Zhu Muyun said that although he could make his own residence permit, He Qinghe did not know it.

"I just can't get used to Liu Bingjian's face." He Qinghe actually figured it out when he came out, this is what the organization needs, no matter what the price is, it must be done in the shortest possible time.

It's just that He Qinghe has already left with his sleeves up, so let him go back to Liu Bingjian now, how can he put down his body?

"Or I'll go." Zhu Muyun said that as long as it is an anti-Japanese party, whether it is a military commander or an underground party, he is willing to help.

"Okay." He Qinghe groaned slightly, handed over the information to Zhu Muyun, and took out another ten-yuan fiat currency by the way.

"Section Chief Liu, this is urgent." Zhu Muyun handed over the information directly to Liu Bingjian's office.

"Go to the household registration office and send it to the household registration office, and it is urgent every day, so the people in our household registration department don't have to do anything else?" Liu Bingjian wears a pair of glasses, and although he is only in his thirties, he looks like he is forty in a black uniform.

"I'm different." Zhu Muyun was not angry, and said with a smile.

"He Qinghe was also going to hurry up just now, who did he think he was? I don't understand the rules at all, so it's no wonder I can't mix them up. You can't learn from him......" Liu Bingjian said as he flipped through the information, and when he opened it, he saw the ten-yuan fiat currency at a glance, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Lao He is also in a hurry, how can Section Chief Liu deal with him?" Zhu Muyun said with a smile.

"This person is in your jurisdiction, you must pay more attention to the newcomers to the ancient star." Liu Bingjian admonished.

"In our precinct?" Zhu Muyun glanced at it, and then found that the address on the declaration materials was in the rejuvenation pharmacy on Changtang Street. Zhu Muyun looked at the photo again, and it was a young man with sores on his face. Fortunately, people are very thin, otherwise it would be scary.

With that ten-dollar fiat currency, this settlement permit is fast. The materials were almost sent to the household registration office, and the certificate was immediately made, and it arrived in Zhu Muyun's hands within a few minutes.

He Qinghe was waiting outside, Zhu Muyun handed over the residence permit, and he handed over a rare cigarette. I put the residence permit in my pocket and never mentioned it again.

As usual, after the two set off from the police station, they walked westward, and soon reached the north side of Changtang Street. There was their inspection area, and not far from Changtang Street, the sharp-eyed Zhu Muyun suddenly saw Zhao Wenhua.

The Wenhua Bookstore that Zhao Wenhua used to disguise his identity is located in the north of Changtang Street. Zhu Muyun noticed that Zhao Wenhua was wearing a long shirt and walking alone on the street. And not far behind him, Wu Guosheng and Li Jiansheng, who were dressed in civilian clothes, followed from a distance.

Zhu Muyun looked around, and he knew that this was the so-called fishing. But will the underground really come?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard two "bangs", like firecrackers, but his whole body was stirred, this is the sound of gunshots! Turning his head, Zhu Muyun found that the crowd on the street was like frightened wild horses, scurrying around. Zhao Wenhua, who was still there just now, couldn't see it anymore, Zhu Muyun wanted to go over to take a look, but the crowd that rushed over stopped him.

"Zhu Muyun, go over and arrest someone!" Wu Guosheng saw Zhu Muyun and yelled.

"Okay." Zhu Muyun responded, whistling his chest, splitting the crowd and rushing towards Zhao Wenhua's position just now.

Around the streets, groups of Japanese military police, armed with guns, suddenly poured out, stopping the panicked crowd. The gendarmerie was dispatched in this operation, and it seems that the special high school also has high hopes for Zhao Wenhua.

"Section Chief Zhao, are you okay?" Zhu Muyun saw Zhao Wenhua lying on the ground, and his heart was overjoyed.

"I... It's okay. Zhao Wenhua coughed, touched the glasses that fell to the ground, and only after putting them on did he see that it was Zhu Muyun.

"Thank goodness." Zhu Muyun tried his best to hide the disappointment in his heart, if there were two blood holes in Zhao Wenhua's chest, what a wonderful scene it would be.

Zhao Wenhua's chest did have two holes, but no blood flowed out.

"Fortunately, there are these two urn lids." Zhao Wenhua patted his chest and made a dull sound, and inside was an urn altar lid.

This kind of urn jar cover is also very common, but I didn't expect it to be used by Zhao Wenhua, who was afraid of death, for bulletproof, and the effect was not bad. After Zhao Wenhua stood up, the lid of the urn altar, which had been shattered, fell from the hem of the robe.

Zhu Muyun and He Qinghe were both left behind to help maintain order, and as long as they were not people on Changtang Street, they were all taken away. In the beginning, it was just an area surrounded by the gendarmerie. When reinforcements came, the entire Changtang Street, as well as the idle people in the two nearby streets, were all taken away.

Naturally, the police station did not have so many places to hold people, and all of them were sent to the detention center. It is impossible for hundreds of people to be suspicious, but the real suspects are likely to be hidden among these people.

"Lao He, what's wrong?" After Zhu Muyun finished his work, he found that He Qinghe's face was very bad, pulled him aside, and asked in a low voice.

"It's fine." He Qinghe sighed, and the newcomers in the organization were also arrested today because his residence permit was not sent in time.

Would-be suspects who were caught during the operation were unlikely to come out immediately, even if they had documents. First of all, this certificate was just issued today, and the newly arrived foreigners were originally the object of suspicion. If you want to come out smoothly, you have to have at least three people as guarantors, but where did He Qinghe go to find a guarantor all of a sudden.

He Qinghe frowned, and Xie Chunlei was even more anxious like an ant on a hot pot. Fang Dalai took the guerrillas and divided into two groups to prepare to kill Zhao Wenhua. And He Qingxiang, as an observer, also deliberately went to Changtang Street.

After the gunshot, he waited for them to come back. But only three of the guerrillas returned, and Fang Dalai and another gunman did not. And He Qingxiang has never come back. After many inquiries, it was finally found out that Fang Dalai and He Qingxiang were both arrested as suspects.

Zhu Muyun naturally didn't know about these situations, He Qinghe didn't ask him to help, and he didn't want to ask too much. After normal work, I went back home. In the middle of the night, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. He slept in an air-raid shelter, and it was difficult for the knocking sound from outside to come in, and it was only after burying a hollow bamboo tube that the problem was solved.

opened the door, held up the oil lamp, and found that it was Hu Mengbei.