After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Jiang Shiyuan walked out of the cell with a gloomy face. Zhao Jinbao followed closely behind him, sweating profusely and not daring to breathe.

"Take me to your office!" Jiang Shiyuan said without even turning his head.

Zhao Jinbao was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Miss Jiang, follow me!"

Arriving at the office, Jiang Shiyuan walked straight to the phone, picked up the receiver, glanced at Zhao Jinbao coldly, and said, "Inspector Du's phone number!"

Zhao Jinbao dared not delay and quickly gave out a number.

Jiang Shiyuan dialed the number, and a deep and rich male voice came from the other end, "Who is this?"

"Godfather, it's me, Xiaoyuan!"

Her voice immediately became soft and pleasant, completely different from the cold-faced demon who had just roared at Zhao Jinbao.

Master Du was very surprised and said, "Oh, it's Xiaoyuan! I went to the hospital to deliver medicinal food to your grandmother today, why didn't I see you?"

"Father, you may not know that I will be working as a research and development consultant at Jiayuan Pharmaceutical every Monday, Wednesday and Friday."

Jiang Shiyuan paused and his tone became serious.

"Godfather, I'm calling you today to report important matters regarding the French Concession Police Station!"

"Oh? What happened in the police station?" Uncle Du held the receiver tightly, his expression grim.

Jiang Shiyuan then reported in detail to the honorary Chinese inspector of the French Concession Police Station about the poisoning case at the Lowe Hotel last night and the inaction of the police station.

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then Mr. Du's angry roar was heard.

"This is outrageous! It's really against the will of heaven!"

"How dare a small police station take human life so lightly and shield the murderer!"

"Master Du, there may be something complicated behind this matter. I suspect..."

"Don't worry, Xiaoyuan, I'll take care of this matter!"

Master Du said in a firm tone: "I want to see who is so bold as to act wildly in my French Concession!"

"I will send people from headquarters to rectify the police station in the Xiafei area and conduct a thorough investigation of the assassination suspects. I will give you and the poisoned politicians a satisfactory explanation!"

"Thank you, godfather. You are so wise!" Jiang Shiyuan smiled slightly and felt relieved.

Having achieved the purpose of his trip, Jiang Shiyuan walked out of the police station with Zhao Jinbao's farewell and hailed a rickshaw.

"Master, go to the nearest clothing store."

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Shiyuan walked out of a store called "Modern Fashion" carrying a large paper bag and a brand new suitcase.

She walked into a quiet alley nearby, took out the suit jacket, shoes and hat she had just bought from the paper bag, and put them on quickly.

This is a men's suit, well-made, and the black fabric has a faint luster in the sunlight.

Jiang Shiyuan took out the tools he had prepared long ago from his small leather bag and began to put on makeup in front of the rearview mirror of a car parked on the side of the road.

After a while, a handsome and tall young man appeared in the rearview mirror.

He has sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a cynical smile on the corners of his mouth, just like a suave young man from a wealthy family.

If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed that this “man” was Jiang Shiyuan in disguise.

Jiang Shiyuan took out a small powder box, looked carefully in the small mirror to see if there were any flaws, and then nodded with satisfaction.

She pulled down the brim of her black hat, carried her suitcase and paper bag, strode out of the alley, and hailed another rickshaw.

"Master, go to the Bank of France!"

The rickshaw stopped in front of the Bank of France. Jiang Shiyuan paid the fare and walked into this majestic European-style building.

She walked calmly and with a determined look, like a financial tycoon who was planning all the strategies.

People were coming and going in the hall, and bank employees in suits were walking around, speaking various languages ​​and handling various financial transactions.

Jiang Shiyuan walked straight to an empty counter, calmly took out his ID and seal, as well as the check collected on the train, and handed them to the white clerk behind the counter.

"Hello, please help me cash this cash check!"

The white clerk took the ID, carefully checked the photo and information, and then looked up at the extraordinary "gentleman" in front of him.

The name on the certificate is: Kitahara Sosuke.

The photo was forged by Jiang Shiyuan in advance, and the face in it is exactly the same as her current disguised appearance.

After confirming that there was no problem with the ID, the white clerk began to carefully check the check information.

The payee is Tongyuan Foreign Company, which is actually controlled by Inoue Mansion. The payment amount is 100,000 French francs, and the payee is...

In fact, the payee's name on this check confiscated from the man in gray was originally blank, but now Jiang Shiyuan had written the four words "Kitahara Sosuke" on it.

The white clerk was slightly stunned. One hundred thousand French francs was not a small amount of money, but his good professional ethics made him quickly regain his composure.

"Mr. Kitahara, please wait a moment." The white staff member said in not very fluent Chinese.

He picked up the phone on the table, dialed a number, whispered a few words, and hung up.

A few minutes later, a tall foreign man walked over quickly and bowed slightly to Jiang Shiyuan.

"Mr. Kitahara, please follow me!"

Jiang Shiyuan calmly put away his ID and seal, and followed the foreign man into a VIP room.

The VIP room was decorated very luxuriously, with famous oil paintings hanging on the walls, soft Persian carpets on the floor, and the air filled with a faint scent of cigars.

The foreign man pushed a large stack of French currency in front of Jiang Shiyuan and said, "Please check the amount and sign and stamp the check."

Jiang Shiyuan checked it carefully and after confirming that it was correct, he signed the name "Kitahara Sosuke" on the check and stamped it with his exclusive seal.

Then she neatly stacked the 100,000 French francs in her suitcase and calmly walked out of the VIP room.

Jiang Shiyuan did not leave the bank in a hurry. Instead, he walked to the rest area in the lobby, picked up a copy of the North China Daily News, and read it slowly.

About a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Shiyuan walked out of the Bank of France carrying his suitcase.

Instead of taking a rickshaw, she walked to a nearby cafe and used the single bathroom inside.

After locking the door, Jiang Shiyuan quickly took off his disguise and changed back into his original attire.

She put all the men's clothes, hat, and leather shoes into the large paper bag she brought, then turned on the faucet and washed her hands.

Looking at the familiar self in the mirror, Jiang Shiyuan put on bright red lipstick and a confident smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Then she walked out of the cafe leisurely, carrying a suitcase containing 100,000 French francs.

In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Jiang Shiyuan did not choose to deposit this large sum of money into the same bank.

She first went to the nearby Paris Discount Bank, opened an account using her own identity information, and deposited 20,000 French francs.

Then she went to the Banque de l'Indochine and deposited the remaining 80,000 francs.

After doing all this, Jiang Shiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt completely relieved.

She knew that after her actions today, Inoue Mansion would soon discover that Kitahara Sosuke had "absconded with the money"!