Chapter 667 No Need to Hide

The influence of Wang Zhaoming's treason continued to ferment. At first, it was only those big figures, then students, and then workers. Gradually, in the end, even the farmers who planted two acres of thin land in the fields and could not read a single word knew who Wang Zhaoming was and understood what such a person as high as the sky did.

Thousands of people pointed fingers at him and scolded him. Wang Zhaoming seemed to be unaware of it, and he really didn't feel anything. After all, he was in Vietnam. If no one told him about the situation in the country, he would not know. He knew that he would definitely be scolded, but he didn't hear much of the scolding after all, and the impact on him was limited. If it was the later Internet age, he would feel the power.

So even if Wang Zhaoming was called by everyone in China, it did not stop him from discussing further treason with the Japanese in Vietnam. From time to time, he would make public speeches, provoking the nerves of many people. The newspapers were full of various editorials, all of which scolded Wang the traitor.

As the largest city in Asia, Shanghai has more intellectuals, they are scholars, students, workers, or other professions. There is a more intense political environment here. People talk about ideology, ideals, the Sino-Japanese War, and the world powers. Of course, it is not quiet here.

"Wang Zhaoming is a traitor who betrayed the country and the nation..."

On the streets, students and workers held large banners and marched in the streets and alleys. The scene was spectacular and the crowd was indignant. They stared with their eyes, the veins on their necks were exposed, they raised their clenched fists, they denounced Wang the traitor, and cursed Japanese imperialism.

They were very courageous. It was fine in the International Settlement and the French Concession, but there were also people marching in Hongkou. But not in the Japanese consulate, but in the puppet government. They were crowded and blocked the long street, and they shouted slogans desperately.

In the teahouse on Jinshenfu Road, Wang Yan sat in a private room on the second floor facing the street and drank tea, and below him was the crowded marching crowd.

Drinking tea with him were three other Chinese detectives from the Central Police Station, including He Shaohong, Shi Changxing and Gu Yongcheng. Qi Si was lying on the window to watch the excitement. There were two small patrolmen guarding the door with guns.

Wang Yan was no longer a small figure, he just didn't have much airs. Of course, in the eyes of some people, he was still an ant. Otherwise, Mao Qiwu would not have listened to Dai Yunong's orders and killed seven or eight people, saying that he would kill him if he didn't agree to give up power.

But now, even if Dai Yunong wanted to threaten to kill him like last time, he would have to think about it for two days. Because he has successfully been promoted to the inspector general of the Central Police Station and has become the most powerful Chinese in the French Concession, even though he was before. But there is always a difference between being promoted and not being promoted. After all, there are more than 300 patrolmen with guns under him now, which is incomparable.

Gu Yongcheng sighed: "Brother Yan, our site has been shut down, and many workers have gone out to march. Those who didn't go can't do much work, so we just give them a holiday, it's too much of a waste of time."

"It's just these two days, they are all idle. I heard that they still have the courage to make trouble in the Japanese-occupied area? But they will die in vain. We don't want to kill people, but these people will have to earn a few days less salary, and there are several mouths to feed at home. They are all asking for trouble."

Wang Yan paused, took two sips of tea, and looked at Gu Yongcheng: "But we have always treated them preferentially, just treat them as a holiday, and pay them the wages for these two days as usual, it's not a big deal."

"You are really kind." Gu Yongcheng gave a thumbs up.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, not caring about it, and asked the other two inspectors: "You two are from the Youth League, and you were the ones who started the parade to scold Wang the traitor and eliminate the traitors. How long will it last?"

If they don't have a certain amount of wisdom and skills, and don't have a gang background, they can't get to the position of inspector. Good-for-nothings are dead. These two inspectors are no exception, they are all smart.

One is fat and looks like a peacemaker, with kind eyes and a kind look, which makes people feel easy to talk to. He is in his forties and his hair is a little gray. His name is Qu Wanping. The other one is more sturdy and looks strong, but he is only a little over 1.7 meters tall. He looks very solid and is also in his forties. Because of his strong body, he looks much more energetic than Qu Wanping. His name is He Xing. These two people are from the Qing Gang's Wu generation, and they are quite capable, otherwise they would not be alive today.

The Wu generation is the best gift given to Wang Yan by the dead old man Lin Hongyuan, which makes him not inferior to the generation of these Qing Gang bosses. Otherwise, even if strength is respected, it is still disgusting. Otherwise, why did Huang Jinrong give himself a title of Tianzi, just because he was unwilling to accept it.

Qu Wanping shook his head and smiled, "It will take two more days. We can't do anything about the orders from above. You see, everyone is huddled together for warmth, and now they are rushing to make trouble for the Japanese. I have had nightmares these two days when I sleep."

"What does this have to do with us? If we don't organize, those students and workers will not take to the streets to protest?" He Xing was much more straightforward. He said, "I don't believe that the Japanese really dare to kill so many people."

"Did they kill less in Nanjing?" Wang Yan drank tea and said with a smile, "But this time, as long as we don't do too much, the Japanese should not kill people, but just suppress them. After all, they have made a big profit. The more powerful the momentum, the more advantageous it is for them. This Wang Zhaoming is really amazing. He ran to Vietnam quietly and made such a big thunderbolt. I think the Chinese revolution will be difficult."

He Shaohong continued: "Whether the Chinese revolution is difficult or not has little to do with us. We don't help or hinder others. We just guard this three-acre land without any delay. Let’s make money and enjoy it.”

"This is the truth. Let others do the fighting between life and death. Anyway, no matter who wins or loses, we are the ones who have to do the work."

A group of people just laughed like this, just like the masterminds behind the storm in the city who remained standing. Count them all, they are all bastards who make war fortune and have no country or nation.

After talking for a while, Qi Si over there looked at his watch and said, "Brother Yan, the time is up, we should go."

"It's already noon, what else is going on? There's a new Cantonese restaurant that opened recently. It tastes good. I'll be the host. Let's go have a drink?" Qu Wanping stopped him and invited Wang Yan, the new commander, to have dinner with him.

Wang Yan waved his hand: "The deputy consul general of the Japanese Consulate, Mr. Eiichi Iwai, made an appointment with me for lunch. I don't want to go, but is there a chance to refuse? You go ahead and eat. I'll treat you later. Let's go now."

After leaving the teahouse, we walked some distance to a deserted alley and got in the car, then took a detour towards Hongkou. There are only a few major roads for parades and rallies, but other places are still very smooth. The scale this time is indeed very large. There are basically no people on other streets, no less than the previous Marco Polo Bridge.

It was a smooth journey to a Japanese food shop in Hongkou, and it was actually much faster than before. But he usually rarely wanders here, and he always comes at night.

In a Japanese-style room, Wang Yan saw Eiichi Iwai, who was wearing a Japanese kimono and sitting upright on the Japanese tatami.

Wang Yan took off his shoes, walked over and sat cross-legged opposite him: "Long time no see, Mr. Iwai. You told me before that you were going to Hong Kong for a business trip for a while. But now, I think it's because of Wang Zhaoming's business, right?"

"Haha, Mr. Wang, you are indeed a smart man. The relationship is easy to understand. Yes, I was requested by Colonel Yingzuo Zhenzhao to cooperate with him in completing Wang's evacuation from Chongqing. You also know, Mr. Zuo, that Wang left Chongqing alone, and I only cooperated with him to do some supporting work. He has also heard of you, and I can introduce you to him if there is a chance in the future. "

"Then thank you Mr. Iwai." Looking at the proud smile on Eiichi Iwai's face, Wang Yan said with admiration: "After doing such a big thing this time, Mr. Iwai should be promoted, right?"

"His Majesty the Emperor and the cabinet have issued a commendation order, which can be regarded as a commendation. As for the promotion you mentioned, I have already reached the end. If I get promoted higher, I can only return to work in Japan. In comparison, I would rather stay in China. , this is the place I am familiar with. In nine months, I will be forty years old. I came to China when I was eighteen and studied at East Asia Tongwen College. It has been almost twenty-two years now, and there are many things in my life. How many decades? China is such a nostalgic place..."

"Oh? Mr. Iwai, you mean that you want to stay in China for the rest of your life?"

"Do you think you can't stay? Your vice president of the Kuomintang has his heart set on the Empire of Japan and wants to join the great plan of co-prosperity in Greater East Asia. Do you think you can't stay?"

The echoes back and forth, the former question and the latter affirmation, express Iwai Eiichi’s strong confidence at this moment. I believe other Japanese people feel the same way at this moment. This is really normal. When Chinese people are discouraged, Japanese people are more arrogant. Wang Zhaoming has done great things.

"You know, I always tell the truth, and I hope you won't blame me." Seeing the little devil nodding, Wang Yan said: "During the battle in Wuhan, you had the same idea, but in the end, although Chongqing was defeated, it still did not surrender. Today The situation was changing rapidly, but I thought that Wang Zhaoming could not decide so much. When Wang Zhaoming arrived in Vietnam, I heard the news and learned something about Wang Zhaoming, who was on the losing side within the Kuomintang. Jiang is empty. The only thing that is useful is the title of vice president. "

Iwai Eiichi laughed: "I admit that last time we thought too simplistically. But Mr. Wang, you have to know that the Kuomintang's army was defeated across the board. Today in China, the richest eastern region is all under our control. The Kuomintang How long can it last? As for the problem you mentioned about Wang Zhaoming, of course we know it, but Mr. Wang, how many smart people like you do you think there are in China?

Those farmers who farm the fields and the soldiers who fight in the war, do they know these political struggles? They didn't know that. What they knew was that the second-in-command of the Kuomintang had defected to the Empire of Japan. They know that such a big figure has taken refuge with us, so it doesn't matter if they take refuge with us.

In future wars, as long as Wang comes forward, the besieged Chinese army will no longer resist. This will greatly weaken their will to resist and reduce the burden of the Japanese Empire's war effort. You know, our governments supporting the Chinese people everywhere are now doing their own thing, but now, we have Wang, we have a unified government, which is a good thing in terms of administrative efficiency and management. "

Wang Yan cupped his hands to express his acceptance, and asked, "Mr. Iwai, so Wang Zhaoming is coming to Shanghai soon? Or is he going to Nanjing?"

"It will first go to Japan, meet with His Majesty the Emperor, and discuss everything with the cabinet ministers, and then come back. If nothing else, the first stop it will land on is Shanghai. But it will go to Nanjing in the future. After all, it is there. The Imperial City of the Six Dynasties was also the capital of the previous Chongqing government. This time we want to establish a national government that shares weal and woe with the Japanese Empire, so it is a perfect place.”

Eiichi Iwai watched the waiter in the hotel serve the food. He picked up a piece of fish sashimi with his chopsticks and said, "Mr. Wang, use your chopsticks quickly. We have eaten together many times, and I know you have a big appetite and prefer delicious food." Today’s sashimi is bluefin tuna fished from Hokkaido and specially transported by plane. The owner of this shop is also a famous chef. He has good knife skills and can make the most authentic and delicious Japanese cuisine.”

Wang Yan first offered the little devil a glass of wine, and then started to eat heavily. There was a table full of food, but the plates were not big enough for him to eat.

"Mr. Wang has such a good appetite. We have eaten so many times, and we have eaten a lot of Japanese food. We should be used to it by now, right?"

"Sorry, Mr. Iwai, I have been accustomed to Chinese food since I was a child, and I have an authentic Chinese stomach. Even today, I have eaten Japanese food many times, but I still feel that I am not used to it."

Wang Yan shook his head, looked at Eiichi Iwai who looked a little serious, and changed the topic with a smile: "But I don't have many advantages, and one of them is that I am not picky about food. I am not used to it because I have been eating for almost thirty years. I've only eaten Chinese food a few times, and I've only eaten Japanese food a few times. But if I eat it for a year or two, wouldn't I just get used to it?

To be fair, Mr. Iwai, if you hadn’t been eating Japanese food since you were a child, you would not be used to Japanese food after eating Chinese food for 20 years, right? "

Iwai Eiichi laughed: "You are right. There was a time when I felt like this. I was in Changsha at that time and missed the taste of my hometown very much. But when I ate pure Japanese food again, I felt It's not that good. I have to say that people are so fickle. Come on, Mr. Wang, have a drink."

After drinking a glass of Japanese sake and watching Wang Yan continue to eat and drink, he asked: "I heard that you have been promoted to the Inspector General of the Central Patrol Room. I haven't congratulated you yet."

"Thank you, Mr. Iwai, but there's nothing to congratulate. I didn't even serve the wine. This position belongs to me and no one else can sit in it."

"You Chinese like to talk about luck. I think you are lucky now. In the past year, your luck has been very prosperous. From a small captain to your current position, your business has more than doubled. It's amazing. ah……"

"Mr. Iwai's false praise is just a coincidence. There is an old Chinese saying that good fortune and misfortune depend on it. Now I am careful every step I take, and I don't dare to make mistakes. My life is too tiring."

Eiichi Iwai shook his head and said, "You chose this path yourself."

"If not, the French wouldn't let me be the inspector general, let alone be of greater value to Mr. Iwai, right?"

"I'm very pleased that you haven't forgotten our agreement."

Wang Yan picked up the wine glass with a smile and took a sip: "How dare you forget, Mr. Iwai. I have business dealings with you, other officials in the consulate, and generals in the army and navy. This is There are shackles, but they are also indestructible ties. Mr. Iwai, in fact, we have been our own people for a long time. It makes no sense to stick to the same name. As I said, if I had said it earlier. I have taken refuge in you, how can I have today’s Inspector General?

In fact, you are back. You should inform me early. How about I treat you to dinner? Your call was so sudden today that I had already run to the street to maintain order. Recently, I have acquired two new antiques from the Ming Dynasty, one is an inkstone and the other is a brush washer. It is most appropriate to give them to you as a writer. Today is not a coincidence, I will have someone deliver it to you tomorrow. "

"Hahaha, then I will be disrespectful. But I also have a gift in return. I have two bottles of top-notch Shidaishi sake, which were given to me by my friends in China. I know you like drinking, so I gave them to you. Give it a try, it’s rare.”

"Thank you Mr. Iwai, please."

The two of them chatted nonchalantly, laughing from time to time, as if they were really happy. Just like that, they ended their lunch, and Wang Yan left here and returned to the French Concession.

Eiichi Iwai came to see him today for nothing else. He just went to Hong Kong for a while and came back to see if he was still obedient and if he had any other ideas.

There was no special agreement between them. It was nothing more than that they would share the confidential information about the French Concession with Eiichi Iwai and cooperate with their actions so that the business would continue to grow bigger and stronger.

Wang Yan said this to all the Japanese, and of course he did so, but it was nothing very critical. The Japanese also know that otherwise, how could he become the inspector general...

In the evening, the parade that had been going on all day was over. Everyone had to go home to eat and have a good rest before fighting tomorrow.

Wang Yan arrived at the hotel as usual and had his extravagant dinner. Opposite the hotel, there was still the same group of little beggars. They didn't get any leftovers from him at noon. Wang Yan knew through lip reading that these little beggars were scolding Wang Zhaoming and the parade people for being too full.

They were lucky. Qi Si still took care of them. When they were sick, he paid for their medical treatment. Finally, no one died. Some of them lost a lot of weight because they had just recovered from a serious illness. Otherwise, this winter, there would be fewer old faces and more new faces.

Wang Yan drank and ate while listening to the evening broadcast on the radio, which reported recent major events. The Kuomintang said one thing, the Red Party said another, and the Japanese said another. It was very lively.

After listening, Qi Si silently got up and left with the plate. Soon, Wang Manchun sat opposite with a gust of fragrance: "Mr. Iwai looked for you today?"

"We had lunch together."

"What for?"

"I haven't seen you for several months. He warned me to calm down. He was afraid that I would be too proud after being promoted to Inspector General. He helped me calm down."

"It's time to calm down. The recent parades were organized by the Youth League. How many people from the two parties were involved in it? Don't you know? It's so chaotic recently, which makes it most convenient for them to act. It keeps us busy. I'm afraid of getting into trouble if I touch the ground. Yes, I know you are the chairman of the Youth League in name only, but you are still the chairman. Section Chief Nan Tian is unhappy this time, I guess she will kill a bunch of people. "

Wang Manchun threw a coquettish eye at Wang Yan, meaning that your chance has come, and then looked at the buzzing radio: "I didn't listen to it before, why do you listen to it every day recently?"

"It wasn't so lively before, I'm listening to this lively. "Wang Yan smiled and said, "I heard from Iwai Eiichi that Wang Zhao Wang Zhaoming will establish the National Government in the future, and your chance is coming. As far as I know, Wang Zhaoming also has capable people under him, and it is time for you to play a role. He is close to the Special High Section and was promoted by Minami Yoko. When the time comes, you will be the first choice to add sand, and your position will definitely not be low. "

"It's so unpleasant to say, what do you mean by adding sand? You are the sand."

Wang Manchun glanced at Wang Yan, let out a long breath, and said: "No one knows the details. I don't need to investigate to know that the Military Control Commission, the Central Control Commission, the Red Party, and some other so-called patriots are all planning to "sanction Wang Zhaoming". Who knows if he can survive?

And I heard that Wang Zhaoming was assassinated before, and the bullet was not removed from his body. It was said that he would not live for more than ten years. He was assassinated in 1935, and it has been three years now. Who knows if the old injury will be affected and there will be any accidents? It's better not to be happy too early, otherwise, the happier you are now, the more disappointed you will be later. "

"You still understand." Wang Yan didn't even raise his head, just praised.

At this moment, the radio on the side made a sound of electricity, and then a female voice came: "Now broadcasting the missing person news, Ma Hongyi, the cousin of the third uncle's family came to Shanghai for refuge, now in the Friendship Hotel, please go as soon as possible..."

Wang Manchun curled her lips and snorted: "It's the people from the two parties looking for trouble again. They are contacting people. Look, what did I say? They must have some action. The more chaotic it is, the more they want to make trouble."

"We know that it is the contact between the two parties, catch them."

"Do you need to tell me if they can be caught? We have been paying attention to this radio station for more than a year. What Wang Laowu, Zhang Laosan, they don't even hide..."

Thanks (I can't stop loving you) (LEO~RYAN) (lazy wooden man) (it's so hard to give a name) (Sun Yao Kadolei) (Mortal Stranger) (Just half satisfied) (passing by,,,) (Zheng Xinqi) nine big brothers continue to support.

Daily thanks to the good brothers who voted for the monthly ticket for support,

Thanks to the brothers who voted for the recommendation for support,

Thanks to the big brothers who read books silently for support.