vrcanaries Chapter 304: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 304: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
While Wei Miao was thinking, Wang Dongting was arm in arm with someone, talking and laughing as they walked towards a roadside pub that specialized in providing comfort services.
There were about fifteen or sixteen people in this group, including Japanese and Koreans, but judging from their clothes and expressions, one could tell they were a group of people with nothing to do.
The Japanese spoken by Wang Dongting sounded very authentic, with a strong Hokkaido flavor, and occasionally he would speak a few words of Korean with the Koreans.
Wei Miao hid behind a telephone booth at the entrance of the restaurant.
Not long after Wang Dongting and a group of people entered the pub, he came out alone, wearing a suit and tie.
He wore a civilized hat on his head, which made him look quite romantic.
After he went out, he looked around as usual, then turned and walked into an alley at the intersection.
Due to the increasingly strong anti-Japanese sentiment and various circumstances over the past six months, the Japanese concessions have imposed strict control over the Chinese.
At one point, the issuance of passes was even stopped.
In comparison, they were much more lenient towards local residents and Koreans.
Wang Dongting's appearance in this way made Wei Miao feel that something extraordinary was about to happen.
She didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but she saw three or four people following Wang Dongting not far behind him.
There were people carrying groceries on their shoulders, Korean laborers pulling rickshaws, and Japanese women wearing kimonos.
These guys are well-trained and are definitely not just any ordinary people. If you didn't see them with your own eyes, at first glance, you would probably think they were just normal pedestrians on the street.
Wei Miao only now understood what Brother Lu said:
What does "Some people are destined to live on the edge of a knife, and some great justice must be achieved at the cost of one's life" mean?
And drinking really messes things up!!!
Wei Miao looked up at the heavily guarded hotel entrance across the street, his little face filled with sorrow.
She had a strong premonition that today would not be peaceful.
After taking a deep breath, he resigned himself to his fate and followed Wang Dongting and the others.
Wang Dongting, who was originally drunk, turned two alleys and was blown by the wind, and he became a little more sober.
He was still alert and looked back several times, but found nothing unusual.
Wei Miao, who followed that group of people, finally understood what a professional agent was.
This group of people must have received the most rigorous training. Even the towels draped around their necks are the same as those worn by street vendors, and there is nothing wrong with them.
Wang Dongting in front was really excited, and there was a strange light flashing in his deep eyes behind the lenses.
He felt that God was helping him, helping him to eliminate harm for the country and helping him to go down in history.
It must be his idol, his fellow villager Zhu Yuanzhang who is protecting him, allowing him to uphold justice and save the troubled times.
His current identity is Hizen Matahachi, a small businessman who came to Shanghai from Japan half a month ago.
Japan's economy was in recession and life was not easy. Then there was an earthquake, and all my family and friends were buried in it.
Hizen Matahachi, who was lucky enough to survive, boarded a cargo ship to China alone. He came to this golden land, as people called it, and made a comeback, continuing to be the most promising man in their town.
The idiot Hizen Matahachi was brainwashed by the local people and believed that the people of the Great Japanese Empire enjoyed privileges in Shanghai and could do whatever they wanted.
He had just got off the boat in the middle of the night and hadn't figured out the situation yet, but he wanted to flirt with a woman selling dried tofu at the dock.
I happened to see it when I was in a bad mood.
He originally wanted to kill him without saying a word, but when he saw this Japanese man who looked somewhat like him, he suddenly changed his mind.
Since Wei Xiaozai and the guy surnamed Lu both said that Jinling was targeting him, he might as well change his identity.
In Shanghai today, the safest identity is that of a Japanese.
So he locked the man up in his safe house by the Huangpu River and used some tricks to interrogate him thoroughly about his life from childhood to adulthood.
This guy is also a coward. After a few whippings, he even told the story of how he secretly watched the old maid taking a bath when he was 10 years old.
Especially when he heard that there was an earthquake in Japan and no one was left alive in their town, he became more determined.
With the identity of a Japanese, wouldn't it be easier for him to kill Gzi in the future?
To this end, he deliberately went without food and drink for several days, making himself tired and thin, with sunken eye sockets. He also plucked out some of his slightly thick eyebrows and grew a "hygienic beard" popular among the Japanese.
Day and night, I practiced speaking Japanese with a Hokkaido accent with Hizen Matahachi.
After several days and nights of this, the not-so-intelligent Hizen Matahachi was driven crazy, and he looked malnourished from the long journey.
So last night, the fish in the Huangpu River had a good meal, and the Japanese Concession gained a new emaciated Japanese merchant, Hizen Matahachi.
Wang Dongting was very lucky. He only spent one night in the Japanese Concession and got to know a group of idle ronin.
He came to Shanghai without any connections. In order to pay his respects to the people, he was honest and generous enough to treat these people to dinner and drinks.
I unexpectedly saw the situation at the entrance of the Far East Hotel across the street. Everyone was looking at the scene across the street. A drunken wanderer showed off:
"Do you know why there is such a big fuss?"
The others came up with several random reasons, but they were all denied by the ronin in a pretentious manner.
Two of the Koreans said, "It can't be the Emperor coming."
The Japanese wanderer may have not had enough to eat and drink for a long time. He smiled mysteriously when he heard this and said:
"This is to welcome General Matsui Ryouta, the commander of the expeditionary force coming from the mainland."
A wanderer who cares about current affairs sighed:
"I heard that the army in Shanghai had problems one after another, which caused dissatisfaction in the mainland, so the original General Yamamoto was sent back to the mainland for investigation."
Among them, a handsome Korean asked in confusion:
"Why was there no news about the arrival of the expeditionary force commander? It's so low-key, it makes me feel uneasy."
The Japanese wanderer looked at the Koreans with disdain and laughed:
"Commander Matsui is a relative of the emperor. He is an extremely low-key and pragmatic general who does not like to be ostentatious. If the local department had not held this kind of welcoming ceremony to please him, he would have come here just to go through the motions."
Wang Dongting poured wine for the ronin with admiration on his face. The Koreans quickly agreed and shouted slogans passionately to express their loyalty to the empire, which satisfied the Japanese.
"My brother-in-law is the captain of the military police in charge of the security. He told me all these things."
The ronin looked at the group of people with envious eyes and felt proud.
He really didn't lie. He heard all this news from his brother-in-law outside his sister's bedroom last night.
Wang Dongting quickened the pace of pouring wine for the group of people. He wanted to quickly end the banquet and prepare for a big deal.
Otherwise, he would be unworthy of the blessing of his fellow villager Zhu Yuanzhang, and also unworthy of the three incense sticks he offered to Guan Erye before leaving.
The Far East Hotel used to be his base in the Japanese Concession. On the rooftop of the Far East Hotel, there were still some goodies of his Axe Gang.
Isn't this a coincidence?
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