At the Shiku Police Station, Captain Zhao Decheng was playing cards with his men.

Several patrolmen arrested a woman and brought her back to the police station.

"She's pretty, what did she do wrong?"

"Captain, a crazy woman killed someone and made a big hole in his stomach. His intestines are spilling out."

The patrolman on business trip replied.

"What? Such a big deal. Take him in and lock him up."

The patrol officer on a business trip took Ke Yun into the jail.

A young policeman who was playing cards nearby had just noticed Ke Yun's beauty and couldn't help but drooling as he said, "Captain, this woman is pretty good, prettier than the Paramount socialite. Do you want to line her up?"

"Do you want me to take a picture of you? You are such a blind thing. You dare to play with a death row inmate. You are also a crazy woman. I don't want your life anymore."

Zhao Decheng slapped the young patrolman who was about to line up and saw stars.

He muttered in his heart: "Why has the captain changed? Normally, he likes to queue."

"Fool, this kind of woman who is doomed to die, when she goes crazy, no one can stop her and no one dares to play with her. There was once a concubine who killed her husband. She was sent here and was favored by the former Captain Zhao. He tied her up and wanted to have some fun with her, but unexpectedly, this woman bit off all the flesh on his face."

"It's unlucky to play with a dying woman. Such women are very evil."

While they were playing cards, someone came over outside and said that the crazy woman's family had arrived and gave two hundred yuan to see her.

Zhao Decheng took the money but did not approve it.

It is impossible for an ordinary person without connections to pay money to settle a murder case.

Ke Yun is doomed to die, but the police station will definitely send someone to offer money to get him out.

Most people would scrape together a large sum of money, even if they had nothing, to send it over.

Zhao Decheng took the money, but he would also hand over the person, and he would do what the law required.

In short, when it comes to dealing with ordinary people, they want both their lives and their money.

After another half hour, the guard outside came to report that someone drove a Ford sedan and wanted to see the crazy woman.

"He drives a Ford. Interesting. Invite him to my office. I'll see which deity he is."

Zhao Decheng threw the cards away and went to the office to wait for someone.

Wencai led Yiping and Adjutant Li and his wife into Zhao Decheng's office.

"I'm Captain Zhao from the Shikumen Patrol. Please take a seat!"

There was only one chair in the office. Zhao Decheng looked up and saw two men and two women. The two men were old men. One was wearing a suit. Although he was ugly, he was in high spirits and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

The other old man was wearing a short coat and had dark skin. He must be a hard-working man exposed to the wind and sun.

One of the two women is older, dressed in ordinary clothes, with calluses on her hands from work, and it seems that she is married to the ascetic.

When he saw Yiping, he was shocked.

Yiping was dressed extravagantly in Shanghai, and she usually wore ordinary clothes at home, but she was outstandingly beautiful, with a pair of big, clear eyes. Even Qin Wuye, the boss of Shanghai, couldn't help but be moved when he saw her. When Zhao Decheng saw her, his eyes immediately flashed with evil.

"The coolie and the wife are a couple, they should be the crazy woman's parents. The beautiful girl is the crazy woman's sister. The man in the suit should be their relative. In Shanghai, who doesn't have a rich relative? When something happens, ask your relatives for help to rescue people."

In less than a few breaths, Zhao Decheng had thoroughly analyzed the people in front of him.

"Well, wealthy relatives may not be willing to pay a lot of money, otherwise they would not let their relatives do penance and promote them earlier."

"You can't make too much money, and if you don't have money, you need people. Find a way to play with this little beauty."

What complicated thoughts could the policemen in the old society have? They just wanted to make money and play with women.

"Uncle Li, you are the master, you take a seat."

Wencai pointed to a chair and asked Adjutant Li to sit down and talk.

The situation was obviously not the time to ask the host to give up his seat during the meal, so Adjutant Li sat down as requested.

Zhao Decheng asked him to sit down. He originally thought that Wen would be the one to sit down, but he did not expect that Adjutant Li would sit down instead.

He started to worry again: the old man in the suit might not want to take on the responsibility for his relatives.

"Captain Zhao, is Ke Yun okay? We didn't want something like this to happen. Please let us see the person first."

"This is not good. The case has not been tried yet. How can the murderer see people?"

"My daughter is mentally ill. The deceased must have wanted to force her, so she did it. This is self-defense murder."

Adjutant Li was down and out and poor, but he had seen the world in the past and spoke clearly.

"You are a patrolman and I am a patrolman. Come, sit here and I will listen to you."

As soon as Zhao Decheng opened his eyes, he was hit by a murderous aura and Adjutant Li didn't dare to speak.

Yiping said, "I read in the New Paper that a lunatic breaking the law cannot be dealt with according to normal laws. It must be dealt with specially."

Zhao Decheng looked at Yiping deeply again and found her even more interesting.

"She's pretty, educated and can read newspapers. She's really interesting. If I could get her, I'd better let those wolves line up and keep her as my concubine."

Zhao Decheng had a small apartment outside and kept a concubine in it. However, the concubine was only pretty, greedy and lazy.

He planned to get Yiping, drive his concubine away, and vacate the apartment to get Yiping.

"Miss, I can't do anything about it. We are employed by the government and are servants of the people. The suspect cannot see anyone. This is stipulated by law. However, based on the evidence we have, the suspect was caught at the scene, and there are eyewitnesses. I'm afraid he is doomed. He will be shot in about half a year."

When Mrs. Li heard that Ke Yun was going to be shot, she was so frightened that her legs went limp and she knelt on the ground and was about to kowtow.

Yiping usually has a strong temper, but that's only with Lu Zhenhua, Aunt Xue, or Master Qin Wu who admires her. With truly ruthless people like Zhao Decheng, her temper is completely useless.

"We have money, I can give you money."

Yiping took out another two hundred yuan from her small bag. This was the money she earned from singing in Shanghai.

She originally planned to save enough money to go to Shanghai Art School.

Unexpectedly, Ke Yun paid the money. It was the first time that Adjutant Li came and asked Yiping to borrow money. She had already borrowed two hundred yuan, and she had no money left if she took out another two hundred yuan.

But Yiping is not afraid. At worst she can just ask Wencai for money.

Yiping put two hundred yuan on Zhao Decheng's desk.

Zhao Decheng opened the door, put all the things in the drawer, and said, "Come back tomorrow. I won't let you see anyone today."

Things had come to this point, and Adjutant Li and Yiping were at a loss as to what to do.

Neither soft nor hard, just take the money and do nothing.

This is the first time they have met such a person.

Yiping opened her eyes wide and looked at Wencai, asking him for help.

"Captain Zhao, right? My name is Xu Wencai, and I'm a doctor."

Wencai stretched out his hand, and Zhao Decheng gave him face and the two shook hands.

"Doctor, it turns out he's a foreign doctor."

Zhao Decheng instantly looked down upon Xu Wencai.

During the war, foreign doctors made a lot of money, but they had no power.

The richest relative of the beautiful girl is just a doctor. Zhao Decheng almost wanted to get Yiping and play with her in any position.

"Oh, Doctor Xu, I'm so sorry."

Zhao Decheng said politely.

"Captain Zhao, you are sick."

The writing was going well, but suddenly a sentence popped up.

Zhao Decheng was furious when he heard this and reached out to pull out his gun: "What did you say? You dare to curse me? If you dare to say it again, I will shoot you."

"I'm not insulting you. Captain Zhao, you are really sick. When I shook your hand just now, I noticed that your pulse was disordered, just like what Qianjin Fang said, that you have a cold poison entering your stomach. If you don't get treated immediately, Captain Zhao may not survive today."

"You are really tired of living."

Zhao Decheng was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

But the next second, his smile froze.

It hurts, it hurts so much, like a knife is stirring around in my intestines.

"Ouch!"

Captain Zhao squatted on the ground and rolled over in pain.

When Yiping saw it, a smile of understanding appeared on her face.

"He's been naughty again."

This scene is exactly the same as what happened to Lu Zhenhua and Erhao back then.

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