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Chapter 372, Fishing Law Enforcement

"Everyone, there is no need to send them away. I will stay at the Zhangji Donkey Meat Restaurant in the city. I will visit you tomorrow, tomorrow."

Yuan Lang's face was already a bit drunk, he cupped his hands, and with a heavy cloth bag in his hand, he turned and left.

The four big grain merchants who delivered it to the door stared greedily at the unremarkable cloth bag, and then all looked away, saying goodbye to each other.

Then he couldn't wait to leave Huang's house, and hurried towards his own house.

They had something to worry about and walked in such a hurry that they didn't even notice that there was an extra tail behind them.

After returning to the residence in the backyard of the donkey meat restaurant, he wiped his face with hot water, and Yuan Lang's face was no longer drunk.

Monk Wei, who came back with him, said as soon as he entered the door: "You guessed correctly, there is really a tail following behind, with a bulging waist, and a gun!"

As a large number of Eighth Route Army soldiers sneaked into the city, Monk Wei's task of guarding the arms was completed.

Just continue to work with Yuan Lang.

But this time, he still couldn't figure it out.

Monk Wei looked around and closed the door carefully, "Boss, what are you thinking and what are we going to do?"

Yuan Lang poured a pot of tea and sat down with his legs crossed. He told those simple soldiers that they would not understand the dark thoughts in his heart.

But Monk Wei is a flowery monk, and he is also a stingy master, so it doesn't hurt to talk to him.

Moreover, Monk Wei's skills will be needed later to let him know his plan, so he can do it well.

"It's very simple to say, the four grain merchants I met just now definitely have more than 200 million catties of grain in their hands.

Enough for 1 people to eat for two months.If the food is moved back, half of the food problem in our military regions can be solved.

But the problem is that it costs money to buy 200 million catties of grain. How much does it cost? Can the Eighth Route Army afford it? "

Monk Wei nodded in agreement, the Eighth Route Army had no money, and the most valuable thing in their hands was weapons.

Unless you sell your weapons, you can't afford to buy so much food.

"Oh no, Commander and the others don't have it. Boss, you have money! So many gold bumps, how much food can you exchange for?"

"Damn, my money is not money anymore? There are so many gold bars, all saved from hard work in business, I really want to kick you to death."

Yuan Lang's eyes widened, and he was about to hit him.

Monk Wei dodged again and again in fright: "Don't, boss, you can't beat me."

"Let me give it a kick."

Yuan Lang kicked the monk's thigh, but the monk didn't move at all, and he didn't respond at all, his feet hurt from the shock.

Damn, beating Monk Wei is thankless and self-inflicted.It's better to punish him not to eat meat, that would be more effective.

Sit back on the chair and rub your feet.

Yuan Lang continued: "I don't want to pay money, but I also want food. What do you think?"

Monk Wei didn't hold grudges after being hurt, he licked his face and said with a smile: "Aren't our people going to fight into the city? Just kill them and confiscate the food."

Yuan Lang nodded, he knew that the monk smelled the same as him, and he was pondering an idea.

"It makes sense, I think so too. But the direct copying of the house is not good, we need to be famous..."

The Eighth Route Army is not what the Red Army was at that time, it beat local tyrants and divided the fields.

Now that the Japanese are here, we must unite all forces that can be united.

When the Eighth Route Army invaded the city, they would confiscate the homes of wealthy landlords.

As soon as the news got out, the wealthy landlords could only be forced to the side of the Japanese army, making them wholeheartedly serve the Japanese army.

So now as long as it is not a traitor businessman who cooperates with the Japanese, the Eighth Route Army will unite and protect it.

In this way, we can't just do something to the four major grain merchants... unless they commit crimes and let people seize the evidence.

Yuan Lang tore open the cloth bag on the table, revealing the golden gold inside: "I don't believe they are not tempted. All those who came to attack me tonight, try to catch them alive, they are witnesses."

Monk Wei smiled brightly, showing his big white teeth: "I understand, put it on me."

"Go to the kitchen and get a few catties of sauced meat to fill the stomachs of the brothers. Tonight, exercise your muscles and bones and try not to use your gun."

Yuan Lang sent Monk Wei away, and took out four signed grain sales contracts from his arms.

Attacking the logistics and quartermaster of the Central Army and robbing military resources, based on this one, whoever dares to come tonight can be charged with treason.

The Eighth Route Army upheld justice for the friendly army, tried the traitors and lackeys, and confiscated the assets of the traitors by the way, is it normal?

Without spending any money, the food problem can be solved directly.

Thinking of rising, Yuan Lang sang the opera Hua Rong said:
"I laugh at Zhuge Liang's lack of strategy, and Zhou Yu's lack of wisdom. If I use soldiers, I will ambush a group of people here..."

……

"To the gendarmerie headquarters."

Huang Dawei got into the Buick car, ordered the driver, closed his eyes and meditated.

Originally, according to the previous plan, the powerful thugs in the mansion were sent to kill and steal, and the matter was over.

It is nothing more than that whoever strikes quickly will have it, and whoever strikes slowly will not even catch a hair.

But think about it carefully, no.

Gold touches people's hearts. With such a large number, whoever gets it will be the target of public criticism.

Whoever succeeds in the other three families, he, Mr. Huang, will definitely not be reconciled, and wants to help the situation and uphold justice.

In other words, if he swallowed this batch of gold, the three families would not be willing to make trouble for him.

Putting the matter on the Japanese side, Huang Dawei became passive instead.

Since it is so impossible to swallow it all by itself, then bring in someone who can calm the scene, and if you swallow the gold, the three families will have nothing to say.

Huang Dawei married his niece to Lieutenant Matsuno Takeshi, the deputy captain of the gendarmerie.

The marriage made the relationship between the two take a step forward. Matsuno Goichi gave Huang Dawei a backing to help him get through the relationship.

Huang Dawei shared the profits he earned with Matsuno Goichi, and it was a win-win situation for both of them.

The Buick was parked by the gendarmerie's side entrance.

It was late at this time, but the gendarmerie was still brightly lit.

The county garrison commander, Zhongzuo Matsuda Ichiro, and his Kawasaki fellow Mashiko Shigeo waited in the office of the gendarmerie.

"Matsuda-kun, it's pointless to sit here, why don't you ask my people to help you.

They are all excellent fighters who are proficient in the language of China and have a good understanding of China, so they may be able to help. Masuko Shigeo suggested.

According to the information obtained last night, the gendarmerie prepared a complete arrest plan overnight and launched it this morning.

Cracked down two contact points of the underground party and arrested five underground parties.

This is already the biggest case cracked by the gendarmerie led by Ichiro Matsuda recently.

The Eighth Route Underground Party is notoriously difficult to deal with.

The imperial army had an absolute advantage, but they couldn't get those field mice out.

Instead, they were allowed to spy on the imperial army's intelligence frequently, which caused great losses to the imperial army.

Five underground gangsters were caught. Such a case is enough for Ichiro Matsuda to be praised by his superiors, and he might even be rewarded.

But Matsuda Ichiro is not satisfied with this, if he can pry open the mouths of these people, and use points to show face, all the underground parties in the county will be wiped out.

Hey.

If such a contribution can be made, even the commander should look at it highly.

Then his plan to transfer back to Taiyuan may be implemented.

For this reason, Matsuda Ichiro ordered that the outside of the county be loosened and the inside tightened, allowing people to enter and not leaving.

Then he put down what he was doing and sat in the gendarmerie, staring at his subordinates for interrogation.

For Mashiko Shigeo's proposal, Matsuda Ichiro did not agree or object.

He is too eager for credit, and in the face of credit, fellow villagers are not so reliable.

"Report."

Every hour, the interrogation room will send someone to report the news.

The second lieutenant said: "Sir, the two prisoners have fainted for the third time and are almost unable to hold on.

The other three people, the tiger bench, the chili water, and the soldering iron, have already used eight punishments, and they are already half useless.

The doctor said that they must be rested, otherwise they might die on the rack. "

The gendarmerie has a whole set of methods of torture, and there are supporting military doctors, which can torture people to death, but they are not really dead.

But because within 48 hours after the underground party is arrested, it is the most golden time.

At this time, their accomplices often haven't had time to react.If you can pry the opening, you can arrest people smoothly.

So Matsuda Ichiro ordered that these people's mouths should be pried open at all costs.

The non-stop repeated torture resulted in the situation where all the underground party members who were about to be arrested were tortured to death.

Mashiko Shigeo held the teacup in his hand, pondering very tastelessly: "It's a bunch of idiots, they only know how to use torture.

Do you think that when the body is subdued, the brain is as subdued as this?

The underground party is proud of their beliefs, as long as they can break them down mentally, they will easily obtain all the information. "

Mashiko Shigeo didn't dare to say that he could 100% make these five people speak.

But he is sure to use a little trick to get one or two of them to speak, and the ultimate goal can also be achieved.

It's just that Ichiro Matsuda guarded him strictly. He suggested that the topic was diverted twice, and he refused to share the credit.

Mashiko Shigeo lost interest, so he wouldn't work hard by himself and end up making wedding dresses for others.

He is not a noble man.

It's better to wait until Ichiro Matsuda has no choice but to ask for his name.

"Then let them go and let the military doctor cure them for me. Once the situation improves, I will continue to torture them. Be sure to pry their mouths open."

Matsuda Ichiro gave some instructions and sent the second lieutenant away.

"Report."

Matsuno Goichi, the deputy captain of the Gendarmerie, walked in and saluted, and then he couldn't hide his joyful report: "I just got a tip and found a spy from the military command..."

After hearing this, Mashiko Shigeo showed surprise, "Matsuda-kun, another one came to your door, which god did you ask for, so lucky?"

The Eighth Route Army and the military commanders have all been exposed. Could it be that his shit was brought in?
Ichiro Matsuda laughed loudly: "Maybe it's because of me. I worshiped Amaterasu a few days ago! God bless Amaterasu, let our enemies be exposed."

Because of the eight-way crossing the border a few days ago, he also specially invited a domestic onmyoji to perform a practice at the headquarters with great fanfare.

The onmyoji told him that he couldn't stop him from praying to God Amaterasu, who had driven away his bad luck.

As long as you are sincere enough, you will be lucky in the future.

Nothing good happened in the past few days, Matsuda Ichiro almost forgot.

Unexpectedly, it was all fulfilled in just two days.

"Captain Matsuno, if you lead someone into action, you must bring them back alive." Matsuda Ichiro urged.

"Hi!"

Matsuno was ecstatic in his heart, and called two small teams that had already assembled, and according to Huang Dawei's instructions, they rushed directly to Zhangji Donkey Meat Restaurant.

On the roof outside the gendarmerie, two soldiers with submachine guns whispered to each other.

"23 little devils have gone out, and the defense inside is weak again."

"The dead people knocked down by a few shuttles are all young people. Leave them alone, keep your eyes on the big ones, the biggest enemy is inside, don't let them run away."

Zhang Ji Donkey Meat Restaurant.

Today is bloody bad luck.

A few uninvited guests came to the store, and the five big and three thick men grabbed the shopkeeper by the neck: "Is there a person named Yuan staying in the store?"

The shopkeeper knew at a glance that he couldn't be offended, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, it's in Room in the backyard."

Three burly men filed in and went straight to the backyard.

It was only when I got there that I found out...it was too late.

There were three guards at the door of Room , and someone got there first.

"Oh, what a wicked thing, put the piss bucket under the wall."

The fat man who climbed in from the courtyard wall smashed the urinal and fell his ass.

Seeing two groups of guys who are not good at it, he quickly pulled out the dagger at his waist, "Damn, did this crash?"

"Ouch."

The guy who crawled in from behind climbed over the wall and sat on the fat man, crushing him to the ground.

"Brother, why are you under my ass?"

"Silly, I'm blind, hurry up and get up for me."

The fat man was cursing, and just as the person on him got up, another of his subordinates rolled in and knocked him down again.

"Fuck, didn't I read the almanac today?"

The other two groups in the yard couldn't help laughing when they saw the three live treasures.

He has no fart skills, and he still robs houses like others. It is the old birthday star who eats arsenic, so he has lived enough!
"Okay, all three families are here, where is the other one?"

The door of Room No. opened, and Yuan Lang looked at the three groups of people with a smile.

"Who are you? Didn't you see the knife in Grandpa's hand? Go back if you don't want to cause trouble."

Humpty Humpty got up and lit up the knife in his hand, with a fierce look on his face.

Don't look at him in a panic at this moment, he has really killed people, not just one.

"Forget it, let's clean up these three waves of straw bags first."

Yuan Lang shouted: "Monk, come out to work."

The door of Room No. was kicked open. Monk Wei was holding a wooden stick in his hand, and shaking his hand was like a blow to the head.

A stick was hit on the neck, knocking out the thug at the door.

It is still necessary to keep his hands, otherwise he would be hit on the head with a stick and keep him dead.

"Get down on the ground!"

"Second brother."

"Second brother."

The other two people at the door pulled out their knives, and they were about to attack from left to right.

Monk Wei grabbed the middle of the wooden stick, a Erlong Xizhu, and hit it twice, breaking their arms.

Another sweeping stick neatly wiped out the killer sent by one side.

Seeing this, the remaining two groups were horrified, and the leader said in unison: "This is a hard idea, brothers, shoulder to shoulder."

……

Redefine noon.

(End of this chapter)