She raised her head, took another deep breath, and picked up the knife and fork.
Ji Fenglin placed two bowls of porridge on the table, one for each person.
"Thank you dad."
"No thanks, you are the hero. You stayed up all night and came up with something like this?" Ji Fenglin tapped the number on the table.
"Is this a miracle, a miracle for the Shanghai Tang newspaper industry?"
"You're so awesome. You're such a strict person, why do you allow you to mess around?"
"I am your daughter, do you mean what I said?"
"Nonsense!"
"I'm really not fooling around. The boss said that this is the miracle of having a newspaper in Shanghai since the day it was published. It's a special number with four pages."
"It's not nonsense. Listen to what the newsboy on the street is saying. Lao Yao, please tell her."
Lao Yao, who was waiting at the side, took a step forward and said, "Miss, they say 'Japanese prodigal blooded Alice', 'Ronin provoked trouble and was beaten severely', 'Chinese righteous man beat the little devil to death with one punch', 'Be wary of Japanese people swallowing up whales'
Concession’…”
"Okay."
Ji Fenglin's face was gloomy.
"Listen, is this the miracle you want?"
"This is nothing but headline-grabbing. I reported it based on the facts. Pete's column analysis is well-founded and represents his personal views."
"Yes, you reported it based on the facts, but this extra account set off a storm of public opinion. Yes, the little Japs are indeed hateful, and they need civil servants to teach them a lesson. This can greatly boost the morale of the anti-Japanese front line. But now,
The situation is that the Japanese have been coveting the concession for a long time, and this is an excuse for the Japanese!"
"What excuse do the invaders need? Do they have an excuse to attack Shanghai on August 13?"
"August 13 was a decisive battle initiated by the government! It's just that the result was not satisfactory."
"Even if this is the case, what about September 18th? What about the entire Northeast and North China?"
"You have to see the reality clearly. The whole of China is just an extraterritorial land. There are many things here that you don't know!"
"Is there a perfect egg under the dangerous wall? Sooner or later, this tiny land will be trampled by Japan's iron hoof!"
"So we must try our best to protect him and extend his life."
"Why do you sound like Wang Jingwei?"
"Bullshit Wang Jingwei, he is a traitor, okay. Your dad is not!"
"No, no, you're not. So what do you think we should do now?"
Ji Ruoxi looked at a loss.
"What should you do? I'm not here to clean up this mess for you. I'm going to fire Lao Li and let him pack up and leave!"
"No way, dad. It was all my idea. I fired myself. I will never go to the newspaper office and will never inherit your legacy. Okay?"
"Don't say anything. I have to clean up the mess. The Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau notified the board of directors to discuss this matter. Remember, the facts also depend on when and how they are said."
"I understand. When the board of directors meets, if you have five Chinese directors, you will definitely win over the two Japanese directors."
"People's hearts are not as old as they used to be. Okay, I'm going to the meeting."
"You must rescue him, good dad."
"Why should I save him?"
"He is an ambitious young man."
"Childish youth."
"Resisting Japan is not childish, it is passionate! You have to save him."
"I'm leaving. You stay at home and are not allowed to go anywhere! I don't know what kind of trouble will happen on the street today."
After Ji Fenglin finished speaking, he stopped listening to his daughter's nagging and immediately stood up and left.
Yao Lizhun followed.
Ji Ruoxi opened her mouth and closed it again, pouting hard at Ji Fenglin's back.
……………………
When Jiang Xinda walked into the prison area, he greeted Peterson on duty. He was reviewing Mu Tian's belongings and preparing to file them. He looked at the tin soldier in a daze.
Peterson is a British man with blond hair and blue eyes. He is tall but not big, like half a telegraph pole. He is the assistant to the warden of Daqiao Prison. There are not enough manpower. It is his turn to work the night shift on the front line. At this time, he is organizing the prisoners' belongings and preparing for them.
get off work.
"Hi, Peterson, prisoner, arraignment." Jiang Xinda bowed and saluted.
"Aha, Inspector Jiang, is that the one who just came in?"
"right."
"No. 996, in cell 19. This is the key."
Jiang Xinda took the key and put the breakfast he brought on the table, "Thank you."
"Thanks."
When Peterson saw that he was given fried buns, he smiled happily and opened the iron gate leading to the prison area for Jiang Xinda.
The new cell is two times larger than the detention room, and there are two bunk beds inside.
The window on the wall was only about a foot long, and the light from outside came through, emitting a beam of light in the dark room.
The beam of light hit half of Mu Tian's face.
He stared at the wall between the bunk beds opposite, looking deep in thought.
The small window on the iron door opened with a click.
Mu Tian didn't move.
Then the iron door opened completely.
Mu Tian turned around.
The person who came looked a bit like Jiang Xinyi. The light was dim and he couldn't see clearly. He was just half a head shorter than Jiang Xinyi.
Seeing that Mu Tian didn't stand up, Jiang Xinda said "Eh" in his heart, this kid has character.
He sat down on the bed opposite Mu Tian, subconsciously moved the pistol on his belt forward and covered it.
"What's wrong?"
"Committed a crime?"
"Why did you come in?"
"Hit people, beat the Japanese!"
"Oh, the Japanese should be attacked. But this is the French Concession and has extraterritoriality."
"What do you want to say?"
"Don't you understand? It's like you went to France and beat the Japanese in France."
"If the Japanese bully the Chinese in France, shouldn't they be beaten?"
"This is a bit confusing. Is anyone dead?"
"I don't know, maybe he's in the hospital."
"I am admitted to the hospital. This is not a trivial matter. How much do you pay Section Chief Jiang?"
"What?"
"Here," Jiang Xinda twirled his fingers, "How much did you give him to take care of you, to keep you safe?"
Mu Tian shook his head.
Jiang Xinda looked disdainful, made a sound, and said gloomily: "This is different from the detention room in the arrest room."
"I see. Bigger."
Looking at Mu Tian's innocent face, he felt like a thief was hated. If it weren't for Jiang Xinyi's face and explanation, he would have wanted to slap Mu Tian's handsome face into pieces.
"This place should be more comfortable, at least bigger. You can stay here."
"If you have evidence, sue me, otherwise you will let me out as soon as forty-eight hours have passed!"
"Boy, it's daytime now!"
"What do you mean?"
"Forty-eight hours, that is, the sun rises twice. In the place where you were originally locked up, there is a grocery store boy who has seen the sun 360 times, but he is still waiting for the next day every day.
of the sun.”
Mu Tian felt sad. Knowing that he was referring to Lin Xiangyun, his heart sank.
I promised to help him clear his name. Why did he end up in this situation?
When Jiang Xinda saw that Mu Tian was silent, he sneered and said: "After seeing the situation clearly, the future is decided by the big bosses from the Ministry of Industry and Bureau of Industry, but fate is in the hands of the people here!"
Mu Tian stood up with a bang, his red eyes widening: "What do you want to do?!"
His fists clenched and made a sound.
Jiang Xinda was quite clever. The moment Mu Tian stood up, he stood up suddenly, took a step back and drew his gun in his hand.
Just as he was about to raise his gun, the iron door opened with a bang.
[Author's digression]: Yesterday, I fainted while queuing for nucleic acid. I forgot a chapter. Sorry. I won't be back today. Four updates! It's not easy to create a new work. I implore readers to support me. If you have a banknote, throw it over and you can catch it.