socalfunplaces Chapter 17 Arrogance, Jin Yuan Apartment
Chapter 17 Arrogance, Jin Yuan Apartment
After reviewing the case files in the morning, Shen Lang leaned back in his chair and slept until noon before opening his eyes.
Then, with an air of domineering confidence, he went to the cafeteria.
Normally, he wouldn't come if he couldn't afford the meal.
The cooks serving food aren't afraid of the police; they'd even chase anyone around the house with a spoon if they didn't pay.
Shen Lang's thuggish ways of getting free meals won't work in the police station's staff canteen.
But today is different.
Holding a large porcelain jar, he pointed at the meat and started pointing.
If anyone dares to question him about paying, I'll threaten them directly: Believe me or not, I'll ask the chief inspector to let you join me in investigating this marriage fraud case!
Upon hearing this, even the deputy chief inspector would have to give way, let alone the cook.
After that commotion this morning, the McLan Police Station has become infamous, and even the Inspector General called to give them a good scolding.
By the time the extra edition is published that evening, probably everyone in the French Concession will know.
This is clearly a case of someone being unfairly blamed and made a huge victim; whoever gets involved in it is doomed.
It's just a few cents' worth of braised pork; my hand didn't even shake when I was serving it!
Shen Lang sat alone at a table, eating a generous amount of braised pork, looking extremely satisfied.
Having lived two lives, this was the first time I'd ever been so craving braised pork. I gave a heartfelt thumbs up to those vegetarians.
After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, and familiarizing themselves with the surroundings at the police station, they headed to Avenue Joffre at three o'clock.
"Is he Shen Lang?"
"Is it the person who was so eager to claim they'd solved the case in three days?"
"Yes, he's the most hated man in our Mailan Police Station!"
"How can he solve a case looking like that?"
"I heard he'll be fired in a few days; I guess he's trying to extort money from me."
"Now that you mention it, it's actually quite possible!"
"Don't look at him, he's like a leech that you can't get rid of once it's stuck on you."
People came and went in the corridor of the police station, all looking on with curiosity.
Several female employees, especially those dressed in police uniforms and holding documents, stared wide-eyed with curiosity.
It has to be said that Shen Lang has a somewhat roguish and handsome appearance, the kind that young girls like.
The newly arrived female office workers subconsciously stared and sized him up, filled with curiosity about the young man who had promised to solve the case in front of the reporter that morning.
However, the senior employee next to them immediately warned in a low voice, which startled the young girls, who quickly looked away and walked close to the wall for fear of bumping into it.
As Shen Lang strolled down the corridor, he was so awe-inspiring that even gods and ghosts would avoid him.
With a cigarette dangling from his mouth and scratching his thigh every now and then, he swayed and staggered, looking more like a hoodlum who had just been released than a police officer.
He uses body language to perfectly portray the image of a thug, making him even more like a thug than his predecessor!
Although he wasn't a secret agent, he knew a well-known adage in the intelligence community: "When you're a tiger, act like a tiger; when you're a dog, act like a dog!"
From the moment he started selling intelligence, he inevitably became involved with intelligence brokers and spies.
Maintaining the rogue persona while leveraging the intelligence system's capabilities will prevent it from seeming out of place.
……
Jinyuan Apartment is a mid-range apartment building that is open for rental.
There are dedicated administrators, and both hygiene and safety are excellent.
Shen Lang strolled to the management office and tapped it with his baton.
dong dong dong~
The administrator was a man in his forties. When he looked up and saw the police officer, he was taken aback.
He hurriedly put on a smiling face and said, "Officer, the fees for Jin Yuan Apartment this month have been paid in full."
In the French Concession, no matter what kind of business you did, you had to pay money.
In addition to paying protection money to the gang, they also had to pay management fees to the police station.
The French Concession Municipal Council went to great lengths to make money, openly allowing brothels, pleasure boats, casinos, and opium dens to operate in order to increase its flower tax revenue.
However, the owners of these businesses are not easy to deal with. They evade taxes for various reasons and cannot collect their money, which annoys the Municipal Council.
It was soon discovered that gang members were even more adept at extortion.
So they partnered with gangs and recruited gang members to wear police uniforms and collect taxes.
These police officers, recruited from gangs, were involved in robbery, extortion, theft, smuggling, and opium trafficking.
The collusion between the police and gangs instilled fear in ordinary people and also created a unique management model!
The citizens of the concession all lamented: the private torture in the Western Prison and the police station, and the extortion by the patrol officers and detectives, were truly hell on earth!
Therefore, police officers would come to collect fees every month, and businesses could only operate after paying the money.
Shen Lang didn't explain, but leaned against the window and asked calmly, "I'm asking you, is the person in room 203 male or female, and are they home?"
The administrator was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly replied, "The tenant of 203 is named Zhang Li. She is a very pretty woman. Someone came looking for her half an hour ago."
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and pressed, "Who was looking for her? Did they say anything about it?"
The administrator rolled his eyes and thought for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "It was a woman in her fifties who said she was there to collect a debt when she registered. Oh, right, I went up to check on her about fifteen minutes ago and heard a loud argument at the door."
I could hear them arguing at the door ten minutes ago, and I haven't seen them come downstairs since, which means they're at home.
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, quickly weighing the options in his mind.
In his speculation, the woman who claimed to be collecting debts was probably an accomplice playing the role of the matchmaker.
From the few words spoken, it seems that the two had a disagreement over splitting the money, which is why the matchmaker came to ask for more.
Just as I was about to take action, I thought for a moment, then turned around and picked up the phone at the management office.
"Transfer to Team 3 of the McLaren Police Station."
"Patrolman, this is Shen Lang. I've located the suspect's hideout and need backup. Ideally, the whole team should come!"
Based on the current configuration of Team 3, there are a total of twelve people, including the patrol leader and deputy patrol leader.
Mobilizing the entire force to arrest a woman seems like making a mountain out of a molehill.
However, it was obvious to everyone that Shen Lang had called the whole team over a task that he could have completed alone, because he wanted to share the credit with everyone else.
Even if it was just helping with the escort, wasn't that still participation?
Then we can rely on the collective effort.
If Shen Lang wants to continue working in the police station, he naturally needs to improve his relationships with his colleagues.
This is the sophistication of the world.
Shen Lang hung up the phone and turned to ask, "Do you have a spare key?"
"Yes!" The administrator nodded without hesitation, clearly paying special attention to the beautiful woman.
"Take the keys and come upstairs with me!" Shen Lang instructed, then went upstairs first.
We're just catching two female swindlers; we don't need to wait for everyone to arrive.
Having an administrator as an extra helper makes it easier to control the system.
The two walked to the door of room 203, and there was no sound of arguing.
Shen Lang gave a wink, and the administrator nodded and took out the key.
Just as I was about to open the door, the tightly closed door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and a woman with fairly pretty features stood in the doorway carrying a suitcase.
Six pairs of eyes met, all bewildered by this sudden turn of events.