typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 350 Prison Cell

The next day, the Hongqiao Airport incident escalated.

The Japanese side accused the Chinese defenders of deliberately provoking and shooting Japanese soldiers.

The media controlled by Japan reported this matter in endless articles.

Cheng Qianfan was wearing a patrol uniform, sitting on a chair with his feet propped on the table, his polished riding boots shaking.

There is a small coffee table on the right hand side, and a large teapot on the coffee table. In the teapot is Bai Ruolan's herbal tea.

I poured a cup of herbal tea into the cup, took a sip of the herbal tea, and read a few newspapers. It felt very comfortable.

"Stupid! Stupid!" Cheng Qianfan put down the newspaper and couldn't help but curse.

After the Hongqiao Incident, the Shanghai Security Command's handling of the incident was full of loopholes and extremely stupid in the opinion of "professional" Cheng Qianfan.

The Shanghai Garrison Command's measures to deal with the incident are as follows:

A death row inmate was taken out of the prison, put directly into the uniform of the National Army Security Corps, and shot to death. The body was then placed directly in front of Oyama Isamu's vehicle:

This was used to create a fake scene in which Oyama Yoshio attacked first and eventually killed a national soldier.

However, when the shrewd Japanese inspected the scene, they quickly discovered something was wrong and immediately pointed out that this person was not a soldier of the national army. The Japanese even directly listed one, two, and three:

First, there were signs of binding on the dead body.

Secondly, the corpses were shot to death with shell guns, which the Japanese army did not use.

Third, the dead body had very long nails and an unkempt appearance.

Therefore, this person is not a soldier of the national army, but a death row prisoner.

In this way, having "possessed" evidence of the National Army's fraud, the pro-Japanese media reported vigorously, accusing the National Army of deliberately provoking and causing trouble.

Not only that, the Japanese media also said sarcastically that China's conquest was so stupid that it couldn't even fake it.

Cheng Qianfan snorted, the Japanese were naturally the best at deception: the September 18th Incident, the North China Incident, the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, etc., all were caused by the Japanese deliberately creating troubles and then blaming the Chinese. Their evil crimes were too numerous to describe.



Target range prison.

"The twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, August 10, 1937 AD, the fifth day of the seventh lunar month."

After writing this, Liu Bo stood up, walked to the prison entrance, and shouted outside, "Excuse me, how is the weather today?"

"Old Liu, you are writing a diary again." A prison guard came over carrying a baton.

"Well, I'm used to writing. Besides, I can't do anything here." Liu Bo said with a wry smile.

He held the pencil in his mouth and walked to the cell door, "Do you have a cigarette?"

The prison guard took out a box of cigarettes from his body, took out one, held it in his mouth, then handed the remaining half of the box to Liu Bo, and said in a low voice, "I heard about it, there is indeed a new detainee in B6 prison named Qian.

The grocer."

"How are you?" Liu Bo asked.

"After being tortured, I didn't say anything, I just shouted that I was wronged," the prison guard said.

"I know." Liu Bo took a puff of cigarette and said, "Please help me take care of them. We are all Chinese people who are suffering."

"I know." The prison guard nodded and glanced at Liu Bo, "Old Liu, I used to listen to the propaganda and really thought that the Red Party was thugs who killed people. Now, from you, I realize that the Red Party members are all worthy of respect.

of."

Liu Bo raised his head. He looked at the respect in prison guard Wang Yiming's eyes, and felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

Wang Yiming took two steps with his baton and stopped, "It's a sunny day today."

"Thank you." Liu Bo waved his hand, sat down, and added on the title page of the diary: Sunny day.



“The exploitation and oppression of proletarians, even handicraftsmen, and small traders by the exploiting class is ubiquitous. They are like salamanders attached to the mouth of the people’s blood vessels... This is the flesh-eating kind of exploitation and marrow-sucking of the masses of the people.

Oppression." Liu Bo continued to write.

"The grocer's surname is Qian, let's call him Lao Qian."

"Two days ago, I heard inmates mention this person. This person is a small grocery store owner. He was framed. The goods he purchased were found to be mixed with opium. Because he did not have an opium license, he hid opium secretly. The old man was arrested.

Into jail."

"The reason why Lao Qian suffered such an unreasonable disaster is that someone is said to have taken a fancy to his shop."

At noon, Liu Bo told the story of Lao Qian to a small group of fellow inmates, which aroused indignation and resonance from everyone.

Later, when he came back from a field trip in the afternoon, he told more people the story of Qi Jiguang's fight against the Japanese.

The inmates listened with great interest and cheered from time to time.

Even a few prison guards actually set up a small table in the corridor of the cell.

There are cucumbers, fried peanuts and two bottles of rice wine on the table.

The prison guard was drinking and listening to Liu Bo's stories with his wine.

Happy to hear this, everyone shouted in unison, "Kill little Japan."



The next day, at noon, Araki Harima went to the Target Range Prison to visit Liu Bo.

Araki Harima, who was wearing a suit and leather tie, came to visit the prison as a small shareholder of a foreign company in the public concession and Liu Bo's friend, Boss Huang.

The guard smiled happily after taking the wad of banknotes handed over by Araki Harima.

Naturally, you cannot leave. When you visit the prison, a guard must be in the visiting room.

However, he could compromise and walk away a little further so as not to disturb the two people talking.

"What? Make me admit that I am the Red Party's ace agent 'Yuchang'?" Liu Bo showed a shocked expression and lowered his voice and said, "Why?"

He looked in the direction of the guard and asked with a gloomy face, "If I admit that I am a 'fish intestine', I will definitely die after being extradited by the government."

Liu Bo was a little angry. He had previously made a request to the top management of the Special High School Course, asking the Special High School Course to find a way to rescue him. At the very least, he should stop the 'absurd' extradition request made by the national government. He didn't know what the national government was doing.

Yes, he actually insists that a Japanese latent agent like him is Hong Dang's ace agent. This is simply outrageous.

However, Section Chief Mimotojiro kept pushing back on his request, saying that it needed to be considered in the long term.

Now I suddenly tell him and ask him to admit that he is the Red Party’s ace agent ‘Yuchang’!

Is this the result of Sanbonjiro's long-term plan?

Liu Bo couldn't accept it.

"Don't be anxious, just listen to what I have to say." Araki Harima glanced at Liu Bo. He sneered in his heart and comforted him with a sincere expression on his face, "This is a plan of the section chief."

"What's the plan?" Liu Bo asked, feeling wary inside.



Almost at the same time, China and Japan held their first talks on the ‘Hongqiao Airport Oyama Isamu Incident’.

The Japanese representative and Consul General of Japan in Shanghai Okamoto Yoshiki even "consciously" took advantage of the situation and took an extremely tough attitude. He made arrogant and unreasonable demands, including the withdrawal of China's security forces from Shanghai and the dismantling of all fortifications.

Naturally, the representatives of the national government sternly refused.

Both parties broke up unhappy.

Although the two sides agreed to meet again for consultation in two days.

However, both sides know that war is inevitable. The only uncertainty is when the war will break out.



In the patrol hall of the Central Patrol Room, Qin Di was reprimanding a bastard who stole women's underwear.

The little boy didn't care at all about Qin Di's indignant reprimand and just laughed.

Cheng Qianfan came out of the inspector's office and stretched out his hand, and Da Toulu immediately handed over a whip.

Inspector Xiao Cheng walked over in stride, and all his subordinates stood at attention on both sides.

I saw him knocking Yashan to the ground with one kick, then stepping on the man with his shiny riding boots, and whipping him with a whip.

After the other party screamed and begged for mercy.

Inspector Xiao Cheng put the whip into the dazed Qin Di's hand, patted Qin Di on the shoulder, and said coldly, "Remember, you have to be ruthless before others will take you seriously!"


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next