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

Chapter 180 Negotiation Chips

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots rang out one after another, and the parade was instantly dispersed like a beach hit by huge waves.

"Run!" Shouts of fear rang out one after another, and the crowd dodged everywhere like headless flies.

Jiang Shiyuan put down his coffee cup and looked at the chaotic crowd on the street, his brows furrowed and his eyes full of worry.

"Miss, it's too dangerous outside. You'd better hide first!" The waiter stopped her anxiously when he saw her getting up to leave.

"Thanks for the reminder, but I still have to go out and take a look!" Jiang Shiyuan paid the bill, picked up the black handbag, and walked out of the cafe quickly.

On the long street, the demonstrators were still fleeing in chaos.

Jiang Shiyuan went against the flow of people and walked with difficulty towards the direction where the gunshots came from.

She wanted to see what was happening ahead.

"Stop it!" A majestic and deep voice, like a thunder, exploded in the chaotic street.

The crowd slowly stopped making noise and turned to look in the direction where the sound came from.

I saw a middle-aged man in a black gown and a top hat standing next to a black Ford sedan, staring coldly at everything in front of him.

There was an aura of majesty between his brows that made people dare not look directly at him.

"It's my godfather!" Jiang Shiyuan recognized the man at the first sight, and a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in his heart.

Mr. Du is the actual leader of the Green Gang and the honorary Chinese detective of the French Concession Police Station. He has a great influence in both the black and white worlds.

Even the consuls general of the International Settlement had to give Mr. Du some face.

"Inspector Du, these mobs are attacking the police, you have to help us!"

A blond-haired, blue-eyed Eagle Country patrolman limped up to Master Du and pointed at the crowd and made an accusation.

"What's going on?" Master Du glanced at the Eagle Country patrol coldly, his tone sharp.

"It was them, these mobs who started it first!" The Eagle Country patrol pointed at the crowd and the evildoers filed the complaint first.

"Bullshit! You were the ones who shot first!"

In the crowd, a burly man pointed at the Eagle Country Patrol and cursed at him.

"That's right, we are just marching peacefully to demand that the concession authorities release the 800 warriors."

"It was these Eagle Country guys who just shot at the crowd without any reason!"

"These foreign devils don't even consider us Chinese compatriots as human beings!"

Angry accusations arose from the crowd.

Mr. Du frowned, his eyes swept across everyone, and finally fell on Jiang Shiyuan who was not far away.

When their eyes met, Jiang Shiyuan saw worry in his eyes.

Jiang Shiyuan shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine.

Master Du retracted his gaze and said loudly: "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment!"

His voice was loud and powerful, carrying an unquestionable momentum, and the crowd gradually quieted down.

"I know that everyone is here for the matter of the Eight Hundred Warriors."

Du Ye paused and continued: "But violence can't solve any problems, it will only make things worse."

"Uncle Du, are we just going to sit and watch these foreign devils bully us?" someone in the crowd shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Of course not!" Du Ye said firmly, "I will work with the police station to investigate the matter and give everyone an explanation."

"I hope that Mr. Du will do what he says!" someone in the crowd shouted.

Master Du nodded, then turned to look at the Eagle Country patrolman who had complained, and said in a cold tone, "You, come with me!"

"Inspector Du, what do you mean? I am the victim!" The Eagle Country Patrol's face changed and he tried to quibble.

"Stop talking nonsense! Take him away!" Uncle Du waved his hand impatiently, and two Chinese patrolmen immediately stepped forward and lifted up the Eagle Country patrolman.

"Inspector Du, you can't do this to me! I'm going to the consulate to complain about you!" The Eagle Country patrolman struggled and shouted loudly.

Master Du ignored him and turned to look at the crowd, "Please believe me, I will give you a satisfactory answer as soon as possible regarding the hero being trapped!"

After saying this, he nodded slightly to Jiang Shiyuan who was not far away, then got into the Ford sedan with the Eagle Country patrol and drove away.

Without the leading patrol captain, the remaining Eagle Country patrolmen quickly evacuated.

The marching crowd gradually dispersed. Jiang Shiyuan looked in the direction where Du Ye left, with a complicated look in his eyes.

She knew that her adoptive father had certain influence and connections in the French Concession and even in the entire city of Shanghai.

But the matter of the "Eight Hundred Heroes" involved the interests of the concession authorities and foreign powers in China.

It is not easy to solve the problem completely.

"Godfather, I will also find a way as soon as possible to help you and the heroes..."

Jiang Shiyuan muttered to himself, turned around and disappeared among the marching crowd.

She drove a black Citroen draped with the flag of the Eagle Country, speeding along the bumpy cobblestone road, but her heart grew heavier.

My adoptive father's words are still echoing in my ears, and the faces of those Eagle Country patrolmen are still vivid in my mind.

The matter of the "Eight Hundred Warriors" was far more difficult than she had imagined.

The attitude of the concession authorities was ambiguous, and the great powers were watching covetously.

How easy is it to rescue those heroes?

After she returned safely to Wanguo Apartment, she collapsed on the sofa, her mind in a mess.

How to do?

How can we rescue the heroes trapped in the Italian military camp?

Jiang Shiyuan asked himself over and over again, but could never find the answer.

She scratched her hair irritably, stood up and walked to the window, looking at the brightly lit night scene outside the window, feeling even more depressed.

Just then, her eyes inadvertently fell on a document on the desk.

That was a supplementary confidentiality agreement she drafted personally, between Jiayuan Pharmaceutical and major cooperating pharmaceutical companies across the country.

The agreement clearly stipulates that pharmaceutical companies must not disclose the secret production recipe of penicillin to any foreign forces.

Once discovered, the company will be disqualified from cooperating with Jiayuan Pharmaceutical and will face huge liquidated damages.

The secret recipe for purification and mass production of domestic penicillin!

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Jiang Shiyuan's mind.

Yeah, how could she forget this?

Penicillin is currently the most effective drug for treating battlefield wound infections.

At the outbreak of World War II, this miraculous medicine had immeasurable medical, military and economic value to any country.

In fact, many foreign pharmaceutical companies have contacted Jiayuan Pharmaceutical before, hoping to obtain patent authorization for the purification and mass production of penicillin, but they were all rejected by Jiang Shiyuan for various reasons.

Now, they may be able to use penicillin as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the concession authorities in exchange for the freedom of the "Eight Hundred Heroes"!

Thinking of this, the light of hope rekindled in Jiang Shiyuan's eyes.

She picked up the phone, dialed the number of the Du Mansion, and excitedly said to Master Du: "Foster father, this is Xiaoyuan, I have thought of a way to rescue the 'Eight Hundred Warriors'!"

Mr. Du, who was at a loss at first, suddenly brightened up. "Oh? Xiaoyuan, tell your godfather in detail!"