1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

If it's not the current Emperor, then who is the "living god" that Her Highness the Saint is referring to?

In Northeast China, someone with a kind heart and a high position of power shouldn't be hard to find, right?

"Hi! !"

Despite their confusion, fear and speculation, the bishops still accepted the order respectfully. After reporting and discussing some other issues such as the plan to organize the parishioners to learn writing and the election of the "core bishop", they ended the meeting and dispersed.

Here, G11, who had been "topped" for a long time, was finally "released" and immediately turned around to settle the score with the alchemist who invaded her cloud map.

Saga Hiro glanced at the two women who were inexplicably fighting. Seeing that Fujiwara Kanezane didn't stop them, he gave up his curiosity and asked the reason for their actions:

"Brother, why did you send the believers to the Northeast? And you also transferred most of the bishops? This will greatly weaken our power in Japan. We are just beginning to gain a foothold. In this way..."

"Little Mouse... Remember what I said? If Japan wants to carry out a communist revolution, it will never succeed if it only carries out this small area of ​​Japan."

"Yes, brother, I'll always remember...hiss...you mean...we should break free from this barrier? Develop Northeast China into our base camp, and then counterattack Japan?"

"Since the Japanese government has given us this opportunity, why don't we seize it and make good use of it?"

"...Brother." "Hmm?"

"You are indeed a god."

312 Ministry of Internal Affairs Cleanup

Fujiwara no Kanezane, who had basically finished his affairs in Japan, flew back to Northeast China with Takahito, who was excited about arriving in a new world.

"My lord!"

The one who came to greet the Great Commander Fujiwara was naturally the Executive Vice Chairman of the Manchuria Internal Affairs Review Committee, Kenji Doihara. After calling out subconsciously, he noticed Chongren who was following him. Realizing that something was wrong, he quickly changed his words and greeted him:

"Your Highness! Ah... You must be His Highness Sumiya! I am Kenji Doihara of the Kanto Army..."

Although Chongren has not yet been given a title, it is always right to call him "Your Highness".

"Hello, Doihara-kun."

Chongren interrupted politely and seriously and responded:

"I haven't been given a royal title yet. According to the Imperial Code, I can't be called 'Your Highness'. Please call me by my first name."

"this.."

Doihara Kenji cast a surprised look at Fujiwara Kanezane, which meant "Why does this prince seem a bit naive and pedantic?" Fujiwara Kanezane casually waved his hand.

"That's just his personality. Do as he says. It's okay to call him by his first name. Just treat him as a student who can participate in some confidential matters."

"ocean!"

Doihara Kenji understood Fujiwara no Kanezane's intentions and the relationship between him and Takahito. He immediately obeyed the order and reintroduced himself:

"Hello, Chongren-kun, I am Kenji Doihara, a former colonel in the Kwantung Army and executive vice chairman of the Manchuria Internal Affairs Review Committee. My current main job is..."

"Hello, I'm..."

The two exchanged pleasantries and introduced themselves to each other for a while, and then Kenji Doihara quickly turned his attention back to his master and began to report on his work:

"...Your Highness, as you instructed, I have completed all arrangements and have also collected preliminary evidence on some of the individuals involved. I am now awaiting your orders and the Emperor's permission."

"Well, here you go. This is His Majesty's order. As long as there is sufficient evidence, we can start the action."

Fujiwara no Kanezane handed Hirohito's letter of permission to Doihara Kenji:

"I give you unlimited authority. Anyone who dares to stand in my way will be arrested. Those who resist will die. If that doesn't work, ask me to mobilize the army to suppress it. Don't be afraid of anyone! I'll support you!"

"Hai! I swear I will not let His Highness down!"

"Well, I trust you to do the work...Okay, I heard that the Red Army in the south is heading north. I'm going to discuss this with General Muto...Kenji, I'll leave my brother to you."

"Hi!"

"By the way, remember not to reveal his identity casually. It's best to let people treat him as an ordinary person with no background. That way he can see more of the real thing."

"Hey! Then, it would be best if Chongren-kun could come up with a pseudonym, one that has both a name and a surname."

"Well... then... let's call him... Wakasuga Sumiyomiya...! Chongren, what do you think?"

"Hai! I listen to my brother!"

Takahito agreed without hesitation, and Fujiwara no Kanezane nodded and prepared to leave.

"Okay, then you should study hard with Xian'er-kun and become proficient in Chinese as soon as possible. If you need anything, just tell him. I'm going to be busy now."

"Brother, take care!"

After the two of them respectfully saw Fujiwara no Kanezane and his party off, Takahito then curiously asked:

"Doihara-kun, what is this task my brother told you to do? Why does it feel like a war is about to begin? Is it to fight the rebels in Northeast China?"

This prince is indeed still a child...

Doihara Kenji muttered a few words in his heart, then recalled what Fujiwara Kanezane had said before, and explained seriously:

"Ruoshan-kun, His Highness is the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and I am His Highness's deputy. So, as the name suggests, the mission His Highness has given me is to rectify the internal affairs of the Northeast."

"To straighten out...housekeeping?"

"Yes, Wakasugi-kun, Northeast China's military, economy, culture, and livelihood... as long as it doesn't involve diplomacy, it's all considered internal affairs. If you don't understand, follow me and you'll understand."

Kenji Doihara smiled slightly, but his eyes flashed with a cold light mixed with excitement and cunning.

Some time ago, the Ministry of Internal Affairs' main task was to eliminate the corrupt and backward landlords and bandits in the Northeast, win over the hearts and minds of the peasants, and prevent them from being misled and starting unrest.

The matter has been basically settled, so during this period, it is the turn of those bastards in the major cities of Northeast China to enjoy the iron fist of His Highness.

In the name of "sweeping away gangs and eliminating evil," they took everything away bit by bit, step by step...

I'm really looking forward to it.

"..."

Changchun.

As usual, drunken Japanese wanderers sang chaotic songs and arrogantly strolled around the streets with their bow legs and gaited legs.

He would harass a shopkeeper here, tease a little girl there, and occasionally pull out a samurai sword to threaten anyone who dared to show his displeasure.

All ordinary Chinese people and even the "civil servants" of the grassroots government of Manchukuo who saw them kept their distance, fearing that they would be targeted.

There is no way. In Northeast China, the Japanese are now the undisputed "superiors". If you are bullied by them, it is useless to call the police because the Northeast police will not care and dare not care at all.

Although it seemed that some orders had been issued since the arrival of "His Majesty the Ten Kings", and they had been slightly restrained, this group of Japanese simply stopped killing people indiscriminately and continued to behave as usual.

Beat you up?

It's useless to fight! You don't even have to pay compensation! Are the people angry? Angry.

But they have long been numb.

Before the dream of the "Heavenly Kingdom" was shattered, Northeast China had always been a land of heroes and heroes, full of vitality and flourishing, while ordinary people were bullied to death by the "bosses" and "masters";

After the dream of "the Celestial Empire" was shattered, the Russians, Americans, British, and Japanese took turns to serve the huge Qing government, and these "foreign masters" became more and more targets for bullying the people.

After the "September 918th Incident", the Japanese became the main force in bullying people - eating and visiting prostitutes without paying, robbing property, arbitrarily beating and even killing Chinese people were all part of daily life.

You are being bullied everywhere. No matter who bullies you, it is bullying. If you worry about these things every day, you will never be able to bear it.

Therefore, as long as the Japanese ronin don't really pull out knives and kill people, everyone will just put up with it.

Anyway, the Japanese are now the father of the "Manchurian Empire"!

Let’s not talk about the previous emperor, the current emperor is even a woman, so what else can we do?

Just bear with it!

(During this period, the Japanese had not yet demonstrated their cruelty, which far exceeded that of ordinary invaders, on a large scale. The "Port Arthur Massacre" was essentially no different from what other invading armies did.)

However, some things were quietly changing. Just as a Japanese ronin was grabbing the tofu shop owner's hand and hurling obscenities in his broken Chinese, leaving her speechless, someone suddenly shouted in broken Japanese from a few meters behind him:

"Stop! You're committing a crime!"

"? ? ?"

The ronin turned his head in confusion, only to see a young man in a black, starched uniform and a wide-brimmed hat;

Being stared at, the young man's face tightened slightly, his expression a little nervous, but he still shouted firmly:

"This is my first warning! Please stop your actions immediately! Otherwise, we will arrest you!"

To be honest, this Japanese wanderer's brain almost crashed.

The person who is talking to me...should be...should be a Chinese, right?

(Note: The word "China" originally had no insulting meaning. It was not until the Japanese defeated the Qing Dynasty that it began to be widely used and gradually became an insulting word. For example, Okamura Yasuji's official title was "Commander-in-Chief of the China Expeditionary Army")

(The term was used throughout the Anti-Japanese War and even after Japan's surrender. The Japanese government continued to use it. After a rare protest from the Nationalist government, the government stopped using it, but the public continued to use it.)

(It was not until the Chinese People's Volunteer Army beat the US troops on the battlefield and won the Korean War that the shocked Japanese stopped using the word "China" and changed it to the original "China")

no...

A...Chinese...yelling at me? Even if he seemed to be a...Chinese policeman?

Because of his accent and special terms, Ronin didn't really know what the Chinese police officer wearing the new "Manchukuo Police Standard Summer Uniform" was called. He only knew one thing:

This Chinese guy yelled at me...yelled at me...yelled at me...Baka!

A mere Chinese person actually dares to yell at me!

The ronin instantly became as enraged as the CN fairy of later generations and yelled back in Japanese:

"Baga! Damn Chinese! Kneel down!"

"..."

The young policeman glanced at an "old" policeman beside him, and when he saw the other party nod, he shouted again:

"Second warning! Stop your actions immediately!" "Chinese! Do you want to die?"

"Third warning! Also! The government has issued an order! It is forbidden to use..." "Baga!"

The ronin couldn't understand what was going on and rushed forward!

The young policeman panicked even more and tried to pull out a small cylinder of reddish liquid from his waist, but he dropped it on the ground in his haste.

Seeing this, the old policeman accompanying him sighed, took out the same glass bottle from his waist, pulled out the cork, and without hesitation, poured it into the Japanese ronin's face!

“Aa ...

Caught off guard, the specially prepared natural chili water splashed on your face or even in your eyes, the sourness can be imagined;

The ronin immediately covered his face and eyes and began to rub them frantically, but the more he rubbed, the more painful it became. He had no strength to resist and instantly fell to the ground with tears and snot streaming, wailing incessantly.

At this time, the old policeman walked forward leisurely, disarmed the Japanese ronin and handcuffed him in the terrified and disbelieving eyes of the Chinese people. This time, he used Northeastern dialect and shouted loudly:

"On behalf of the Imperial Palace Police Station of the Harbin Branch of the Manchuria Internal Affairs Review Committee, we are arresting you for indecency, provoking disturbances, using illegal language, resisting arrest, and assaulting a police officer! Please come with us!"

After saying that, they captured the ronin without hesitation.

The common people looked at each other in bewilderment, completely unaware of where these two "policemen" who looked completely different from ordinary policemen in both temperament and equipment came from.

But, it seems....it's pretty cool?

On the way back from escorting the suspect, the old police officer lectured the young police officer: "You speak clearly! Why are you so anxious? Were you sleeping during training?"

"Director...I...I...I'm nervous..." "What are you nervous about?!"

"That...that's Japanese!"

"What are Japanese and not Japanese? Your Highness, the Brigade Commander and Chairman Doihara have said it so many times! There are no Japanese, Chinese or Americans in Manchukuo! There are only criminals and ordinary people!"

"Yes, yes...I...I understand..."

In contrast, the police officer who was only nervous and failed to subdue the ronin in time was lightly reprimanded. On the other hand, somewhere in Shenyang, a tall and strong young police officer was severely scolded by his colleagues:

"Big guy Zhang! Are you fucking eating shit? If you were a second slower, just one second, you would have been chopped to death. Do you know that?!"

The pistols in the two men's hands were still slightly hot, and not far away were several Japanese ronin lying in a pool of blood. Some were still wailing, some were still gasping for breath, and some had already died without a trace.

It was obvious that a fierce conflict had just taken place, the winners were the two armed policemen, and the losers were the knife-wielding warriors.

Although "eating feces is an adult's fault", the terrified onlookers saw it clearly. If the old policeman had not helped the young policeman, it would be hard to say who the winner would be today.

At least one of the two policemen must have fallen. "...The director...the brigade commander said that cursing is not allowed in the 386th Brigade..." "This is not the 386th Brigade anymore! I'm cursing!"

"It's not allowed to curse in the Ministry of Internal Affairs..." "You're still talking nonsense!"

Seeing that Zhang Guanyi was not convinced, the police officer slapped him on the head: