The world of film and television begins with the God of Medicine

"Sir, you believe me, I really didn't help the Japanese harm you. I just came here yesterday afternoon, cleaned up the house and went back early. I really don't know when the Japanese came to install these things."

Looking at the monitoring device that was pulled out of the phone, Aunt Li stood beside him at a loss, explaining to Wang Yan, who was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face and his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette.

"Aunt Li, I know that you two are honest and responsible people, and you won't lie. Look at your pinched hands, your thighs are almost swollen?" Wang Yan shook his head: "I guess, are they Japanese? Arrested your son? Said that your son is a member of the Red Party and anti-Japanese, and if you cooperate with them, your son's life can be saved and he will not suffer from flesh and blood."

College students at this time were basically progressive intellectuals, serious patriotic youths, and had always been the main force for the Red Party to fight for.So basically, many college students have participated in various propaganda activities and become peripheral members of the Red Party.Then slowly developed into an activist, and then someone introduced him to the party and joined the anti-Japanese and national salvation team.

That's why the Japanese don't even bother to talk to those college students who are twitching their brains, because most of them are peripheral members and don't know any useful information at all.Every day, only some tabloids that are anti-Japanese and promote the ideology of the Red Party will be produced, and people will be preached everywhere.The Japanese basically don't care much, just catch two batches if there is nothing to do, and clean up and scare them.They mainly sent spies to participate in it, and caught the Red Party members who were developing peripheral members.

Like Aunt Li's son, the situation is naturally similar, and one catches one accurately.Of course, even if Aunt Li's son didn't participate in any activities, the Japanese should arrest him anyway, and he would definitely not be able to escape.

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Aunt Li sat down on the ground and began to wipe tears: "The Japanese are nothing. They beat my son half to death and said he was an anti-Japanese activist. They asked me to tell them everything you said and did. , and said that if I am disobedient, I will kill my son, there is nothing I can do, sir."

"Okay, don't cry, the Japanese beat your son, not me. Now the Japanese turned my house upside down and installed monitoring devices everywhere. I didn't cry, you cried first ?”

Wang Yan waved his hands impatiently, and continued until Auntie Li stopped crying, "Speaking of which, I was indeed responsible for causing your son to be captured and beaten by the Japanese. Now he is still in the hands of the Japanese?"

Aunt Li nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "They put him in prison and beat him with injuries. They didn't give him medicine or see a doctor. My son was weak since he was a child, how could he suffer this crime?" what……"

"Okay!" Wang Yan said lightly, took out money from his wallet and put it on the table: "Although you are innocent, you will not be able to work for me after this happened. You go, you I will take care of my son’s matter, and let him go home tonight. You have the money, it’s impossible for you to ask the Japanese to pay for it, and wait for your son to go back to see a doctor and get medicine for him.”

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, thank you, Mr. Wang..." After Wang Yan waved his hand impatiently, Aunt Li hurried to pack her things and leave.

Wang Yan is a well-known ruthless person, and he killed countless people. It is good that she is safe and sound.She just wants to go home now and wait for her son to come back, the Japanese are too bad, they beat people too hard...

It seems that from ancient times to the present, from China to the West, the places where people are interrogated and tortured are dark and damp basements.The purpose is to rely on this environment to first attack the person who is being tortured psychologically.Ordinary people always think of a lot of bad things in this kind of place, scare themselves, and say everything in a short while.

The arrest house naturally also has a basement, which is specially used for detaining and interrogating prisoners.The two monitoring Rites were here, and when Wang Yan came, he had already been beaten badly.

Wang Yan is not interested in asking questions, and these two little Japanese don't know so much. Even if he wants to know other information, unless he has made up his mind to kill these two people, in fact, even if he wants to Even if the two Rites were killed, it would be impossible for him to interrogate Rites in the arrest room to obtain information.

After seeing the appearance of two Rites who were about to die, Wang Yan went upstairs to the chief inspector's office and knocked on the door. After getting approval, he started working and walked in. He was facing the desk, wearing glasses, and looked elegant. The foreign devil saluted: "Inspector Mitchell."

This elegant-looking man is called Steven Mitchell, who is in charge of the three detectives, and will be Wang Yan's direct leader in the future.When he came, Mitchell let people know that he wanted to see him.

Unsurprisingly, Mitchell asked, "Wang, I heard from you before that the two people you captured were Japanese spies who were spying on you next door to your house?"

"Yes, not only that, they even sent someone to search every inch of my house yesterday, and then installed the monitoring device." Wang Yan nodded, with a gloomy face: "If it weren't for a kid passing by and seeing suspicious People came in and out and came to claim credit for me. I didn’t dare to think about what to do in the future. My nanny’s son was caught and threatened by the Japanese and asked the nanny to listen to the Japanese. It didn’t mean that he wanted me to die, and he just had to give the nanny an order Just do it."

Mitchell shook his head and sighed: "The Japanese are indeed vicious. It seems that they don't trust the cooperation with you, or they won't control your nanny, search your home, and monitor you. How are you going to deal with it? "

"There is no way, we are still pointing at the Japanese to make money, it is impossible to turn against them, such a loss is too great. Perhaps, it is just another sum of money with the Japanese."

"Wang, you are the heartfelt arrester of the patrol house. If you have such an experience, the entire patrol house and even the public board are your backing. Don't be afraid of those damn Japanese monkeys, they dare not do anything to you."

Wang Yan could clearly see that the foreign devil was relieved when he heard that he was not going to expand the situation, but the words he said were so high-sounding.Damn, he was obviously afraid of falling out with the Japanese and affecting his money, and he said it so righteously.

"Oh, thank you, thank you to the great France." Wang Yan looked honored, and saluted the foreign devil again: "I will definitely not make it easy for the Japanese."

"Your Majesty, you have full power to deal with this matter."

"Yes, sir." Wang Yan nodded, turned and left the office and went downstairs. When he reached the second floor, he was stopped by Chen Jiangliu again.

"What's the matter, Ah Yan?"

"That's the thing, shit, I worked with the Japanese, and they didn't trust me. They not only searched my house to the bottom, but also arranged for people to live in the empty house next to my house and monitor me nearby. Detective, You did the right thing, you should leave this place of right and wrong early."

"The Japanese are suspicious, they never trust others, and you will have more troubles in the future." Chen Jiangliu laughed gloatingly, and patted Wang Yan's shoulder: "Okay, my old man will not keep you busy, go ahead .”

Looking at the back of the old man with his hands behind his back and humming a song, Wang Yan shook his head and smiled. It's funny to laugh at him even if he doesn't know the end of his life.

On the first floor, before he could return to the office, another Xiaohua came up and said, "Captain, there is a man named Meng Chunping who says he is an old friend of yours and wants to meet you, so he is waiting outside our yard." It's on."

"No hurry, I'll go back and have some tea first."

Wang Yan really drank tea for a while, even read the newspaper for a while, and dealt with Fang Yuantu and Zhang Xian who came to care about the situation for a while. After a long time, he put on his coat, took a cigarette in his mouth, and walked out of the building with a cold face. Go to Ichiro Muramoto who has been standing by the door for a long time.

"Is this how the Japanese treat their partners?"

Ichiro Muramoto was very ingenious, he bowed his head and nodded sorry: "I'm sorry, Detective Wang, we were wrong and surprised you."

"You should understand that sorry is the most feeble word in the world. Things have already happened. What's the use of saying sorry? What I want now is a solution. Tell me, how do you plan to solve it."

"I heard that you are going to buy a big house and you have to explain it to the French, so how about asking you to make two extra shipments of medicine? The French deliver medicines every time by the ton. I don't need to say more, you should know How much is the value of the two trips of medicine, this is our sincerity."

Ichiro Muramoto already knew what happened. He never expected that such a careful arrangement would be discovered by a young man on the second day, and he would report it to Wang Yan. In the end, they did not confiscate any rumors. When he arrived, he was blocked there and caught the current situation. This is a big embarrassment.

They knew that Wang Yan liked money, but it would definitely be impossible for them to give money directly.So it was the same as the previous compensation, let them sell medicine.Although this is what they have been selling before, but the soldiers are in their hands, and the water and land transportation routes are also in their hands. They say that they can only sell it.

Wang Yan pondered for a while, threw away the cigarette butt, and raised three fingers: "Three times."

"Yes." Ichiro Muramoto said: "Then Detective Wang, since we have reached a cooperation again, can the previous incident be ignored? Can the two people in your hands be released?"

"Where's my nanny's son?"

"Inspector Wang is really tolerant. Your nanny betrayed you, and now you speak for her."

"It's not tolerance, it's just that I'm nostalgic. She has worked for me for several years. You are really worthless. You kidnapped her son, insisted that she was a Red Party, and threatened the nanny to spy on me."

Ichiro Muramoto shook his head and smiled, winner and loser, he naturally said what he said, he nodded and said, "Let him go when we go back."

"Those two of you were injured during the arrest, are there any problems?"

"It should all be."

"That's good. To be honest, I don't want to embarrass you. Just this time, if there is a next time, I don't want to be right with you. Then I, Wang, will not be able to get along in Shanghai in the future." .”

"It's all our fault, Detective Wang, don't worry, I promise there will be no next time."

Ichiro Muramoto had a humble smile on his face, but his attitude was "Ah yes yes yes".He is still not convinced, and still thinks that he was just discovered...

Wang Yan waved his hand, ignored Little Japan, turned around and went back to the arresting building, and ordered the two Rites to be sent out.

After a while, two half-dead blood gourds appeared in front of Ichiro Muramoto. He just frowned, confirmed that they were still alive and that they were all skin traumas, and turned around to get in the car and leave.

When something like this happened, it was understandable for Wang Yan to deal with the two of them ruthlessly and vent his anger.

From the two cars on the side of the road, six or seven people dressed in uniform got down, came to help the two Rites who were like dead dogs on the ground into the car, and left...

This time the incident ended here. In fact, Wang Yan didn't think about it at first. After all, everyone is not the same level of opponents, so there is nothing to play.He just wanted to let the Japanese suffer in a fair and honest way, and then remove all those disgusting arrangements, so that the Japanese would be wary, and they would not dare to search his house secretly and press the listening device in his house.

And indeed they have benefited. Although the Japanese do not allow them to deliver medicines, they will definitely transport them secretly, but compared with the number sent in openly, the difference is too much, and it is not an order of magnitude at all.The French are happy, so is he, and everyone makes money.Although they have been earning this money before, there is no way, after all, the situation is different.

I went upstairs to report to the foreign devils one by one, and it was time to get off work at night. I was frightened today, and I just made the Japanese lose their face. Obviously, it was not a good time to go out for fun.So after finding a restaurant for dinner, he went home to rest early...

The next day, when Wang Yan drove to the door, he saw the boy from yesterday, who was already dressed like a dog, and saluted him with a smile.

He went in and parked the car, waved to the boy, then went to the office, poured hot water to make tea, and poured a cup for the boy, then lit a cigarette and started to smoke: "You performed well yesterday."

"That's right, I've been acting since I was a child, otherwise I would have been beaten to death. It's not me, brother Yan, your acting skills are not up to standard, and it looks too fake."

This is the beggar gang risking their lives to hold together, and at the same time, the kid who stole Iger's wife's bag a few years ago.It's called Qi Si, which has no other meaning, it's surname Qi, Xing Si.Dad smoked opium, mother was seriously ill, he came here from Jiangsu to beg for food, just for the Shanghai dream of this era.

In Shanghai at this time, there are also many legends about who became rich overnight and became a Shanghai beach tycoon, and what wonderful deeds there are.If it is spread to other places, it will naturally become more and more outrageous.This has also led to many people leaving their homes and businesses to come to Shanghai Bofugui with their yearning for success.

This Qi Si is like this, even if he is begging for food, because there are more places to go in Shanghai than other places, and there is a lot of money.Fortunately, I met Wang Yan, otherwise this little bastard with high and low eyebrows would have died a long time ago.

After listening to Wang Yan's words over the years, they organized little beggars to take jobs and make money together.Coupled with Wang Yan's relief from time to time, they are doing well.

Qi Si is sixteen this year, he is not young anymore, he can't scare people with a butcher's knife all day long, he needs to find something serious to do.Simply taking advantage of this opportunity, she got him by her side.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, "It means you know everything, no matter how you look at it, it's fake, but others can't really be true."

"Brother Yan, what am I going to do in the future? What about my younger brothers and sisters?"

"What? They can't live without you? Can't do anything? Of course, what happened before, what will happen in the future."

"Then I can't worry about it."

"I have three jobs, one is to watch the gate of the house, the other is to drive for me, and the other is to go to the warehouse. You can choose according to your choice."

"How about I drive for you? This way I have more free time, and I can go back and see them."

Wang Yan shook his head: "You have to keep a distance from them in the future, just send some money occasionally. Since yesterday, you should have been investigated by the Japanese. You haven't mentioned me to those children these years, have you?"

"Never said a word."

"My previous nanny, because she cleaned my house every day, was the closest to me. The Japanese captured his son and beat him half to death, and let the nanny monitor me. So once you show closeness to those children, believe me, they It will definitely end badly.”

"Brother Yan, I'll listen to you." Qi Si shuddered, then smiled and said, "Brother Yan, if I'm your driver, you have to be equipped with a gun, right?"

Wang Yan opened the drawer and took out a Browning pistol and two magazines from it: "There is a shooting range in the backyard, go out and find someone to take you to practice guns, just say I let you."