According to Shibuya Junichiro, if Zhao Yuqing was willing to give in and work for the Japanese, the murderous disaster would naturally be over.
Zhao Yuqing is a celebrity in the press, but he still hopes to bribe him as much as possible, and murder is the last resort.
Hearing the knock on the door, the middle-aged man was as steady as a rock and said without raising his head: "The newspaper office is closed in the afternoon. If you need anything, come back tomorrow."
Qi Yue said: "Excuse me, is Zhao Yuqing here?"
The man stopped writing: "I am."
"I'm from the Binjiang Provincial Department of Culture. I have something to talk to you about."
Qi Yue took out his ID and shook it.
Upon hearing that it was someone from the Department of Culture, Zhao Yuqing's face turned cold.
Qi Yue said: "We received a report that the article you wrote, 'Surprise cases of plague emerged in the Bungalow Military Zone', is actually based on rumors and has no factual basis!"
Zhao Yuqing adjusted his glasses: "Chasing wind and shadow? Have you verified it?"
Qi Yue said: "According to the article, the patient Li Dahu was infected with plague in the Pingfang Military Zone. If that were the case, would anyone dare to stay in the military zone? According to the relevant regulations of the Department of Culture, a correction statement must be published in the newspaper within three days.
, Otherwise, you will bear the consequences at your own risk!”
Zhao Yuqing said: "The news I write is based on facts and can withstand the investigation of any department. Therefore, I will not write a correction statement."
"I advise you to be more knowledgeable..."
Qi Yue's eyes fell on the photo frame on the table.
There were at least thirty people in the photo, including men, women, and children. It looked like it was a family portrait of a large family. There were words in the upper corner of the photo, but they were scraped off with a hard object like a razor blade.
Qi Yue asked: "Are you really Zhao Yuqing?"
"Zhao is just a commoner. Is there anyone else who can impersonate him?"
Zhao Yuqing took out his press card and threw it on the table.
There is a photo of myself on the inside page of the certificate.
Qi Yue picked it up and looked at it: "Where are you from?"
Zhao Yuqing said: "Shimen, Hebei."
"When did you come to Binjiang?"
"It was so long ago that I can't remember it clearly."
"The time you came to Binjiang should be the 20th year of the Republic of China."
“…”
"You are not from Shimen, you are from Peiping!"
"I'm sorry, I'm working on a manuscript and don't have time to chat with anyone. If you have nothing else to do, please do it yourself."
Zhao Yuqing sat down and continued writing.
Qi Yue picked up the photo album and looked at it carefully for a while: "The person in the back row wearing a student uniform is you. If it weren't for this photo, I really wouldn't be able to recognize it..."
Zhao Yuqing froze immediately.
Qi Yue continued: "You deliberately scratched off the time and place in the upper corner of the photo because you didn't want to implicate your family. After all, if you do something, you will be put in jail anytime and anywhere. In fact, in my opinion, if you want to be completely anonymous, this is
This photo should not have been kept at all.”
Zhao Yuqing turned around: "Who are you?"
"The red sun rises, its path is bright, the river flows out, and the ocean flows! To this day, I still clearly remember the words you wrote on the blackboard."
Qi Yue bowed respectfully: "Thank you for your teachings, I am grateful!"
Zhao Yuqing stood up, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
Qi Yue said: "Back then, you taught me Chinese as a substitute at the former Yuan'en Temple Primary School."
"May I have your name?"
"Qi Yue."
"Oh, I seem to have some impression..."
At that time, Zhao Yuqing was in his twenties and Qi Yue was only seven or eight years old. The appearance of both parties had changed.
If Qi Yue hadn't accidentally seen this photo while rummaging through the teacher's drawer, he wouldn't have recognized that "Zhao Da Da" was Zhao Enquan, the Chinese teacher at that time.
"The red sun rises, its path shines brightly, the river flows out, and the ocean cascades! I wrote this sentence with the intention of inspiring you to study hard and revitalize China! Now it seems that things have backfired, alas..."
Zhao Enquan sighed and said no more.
His subtext is undisguised: his students have become traitors, so why talk about revitalizing China?
Qi Yue said: "Teacher Zhao, if you don't write a correction statement, you must leave Binjiang!"
Zhao Enquan shook his head: "I can't write some bullshit correction statement, let alone give in to pressure and leave Binjiang, and be arrested and imprisoned. It doesn't matter, it's not the first time anyway. As long as I am still alive, I will not stop exposing the truth! Qi
Yue, I don’t ask about your experience, I just hope that in your daily work, you can be merciful to righteous people and be open-minded!"
Qi Yue said: "Teacher Zhao, listen to my advice..."
Zhao Enquan opened the drawer, found two balls of cotton, and stuffed them into his ears.
This is tantamount to issuing an eviction order.
Qi Yue stood for a while and had no choice but to leave.
…
Just returned to the Secret Service Section.
Gao Kejian opened the door and walked in.
Qi Yue stood up: "Section Chief."
Gao Kejian asked: "How are you? Have you been to the newspaper office?"
Qi Yue said: "I just came back from there."
Gao Kejian said: "It's a waste of time, right?"
Qi Yue said: "He rejected my proposal."
Gao Kejian sighed and said: "I have thought of this outcome a long time ago. If the person named Zhao had been willing to surrender, he would not have been in jail again and again."
Qi Yue said: "In his opinion, this is the character of a scholar."
Gao Kejian sneered: "It's not so much character as pedantry! If a gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall, his life will not be saved. What else can he do with character? Qi Yue, we need to hurry up on this matter."
Qi Yue nodded: "I understand."
Gao Kejian walked to the window with his hands behind his back: "How is the investigation going on Ma Zhuang's problem?"
Qi Yue said: "We have basically found out. During that time, he was a bandit."
Gao Kejian frowned: "Been a bandit?"
Qi Yue said: "Yes. The name of the gang he joined is Saituolong."
"Sai Tuolong? I've never heard of it..."
Gao Kejian pondered.
Qi Yue said: "Sai Tuolong is active in Fengtian Province, specializing in knocking off big families, kidnapping and extorting wealthy businessmen. It is said that the bandit leader is a woman."
Gao Kejian nodded: "It's no wonder. If I were in Binjiang, how could I know something about it... What do you think of this matter?"
Qi Yue said: "I think if it's due to livelihood, it doesn't matter."
Gao Kejian said: "I agree with you. The past was the past, and the present is now. In this era, being a bandit is nothing new. Not to mention others, Marshal Zhang made his fortune by robbing families. Besides, Ma
Since Zhuang joined the Secret Service, he has been diligent and loyal, and I am still willing to believe him."
"He is very skilled and can do things effectively."
Qi Yue echoed.
Gao Kejian said: "Last night, I sent a telegram to the Dehui Police Special Training Class to ask Ning Zhiyuan to come back earlier. In troubled times, with your own strength, you will inevitably lose sight of one thing..."