Chapter 478 National Memorial (please subscribe and vote monthly)
Mimotojiro did not directly answer Cheng Qianfan’s question.
Instead, Cheng Qianfan was informed that the Special Higher Education Section had taken action against the National Party Affairs Investigation Office.
"It should have been like this a long time ago." Cheng Qianfan was overjoyed and said, "Although these idiots in the Party Affairs Investigation Department will not pose much of a threat to the empire, they will still be a hidden danger if they are not cleaned up."
“Miyazaki-kun, it seems that you look down upon the Party Affairs Investigation Office of the China government?” Sanbonjiro asked with a smile.
“A bunch of bureaucratic rabble.” Cheng Qianfan looked disdainful.
Sanbonjiro nodded in agreement. Whether it was Wang Kangnian or Wu Shanyue, especially the latter's expression, he was shocked.
Rao had long known that the party affairs investigation department was not suffering, but he did not expect to be so unbearable.
As Cheng Qianfan said, the Party Affairs Investigation Office is a ragtag group of bureaucracies.
Maybe they are very good at dealing with the Red Party, but they are vulnerable to the imperial secret service.
Strictly speaking, the Party Affairs Investigation Office cannot be regarded as a real secret service organization. They rely on the national authorities and have long been accustomed to relying on national administrative and military power to act. It is very appropriate to say that it is a bureaucracy.
Now that Shanghai has fallen, these agents of the Party Investigation Department who used to show off their power are completely unable to adapt to the struggle on the hidden front, and they extremely lack the will to fight.
Compared to the Lixingshe Secret Service Office, the old rival of the Special Higher Education Course, the Party Affairs Investigation Office is indeed very easy to deal with.
“Search Chief, are we going to take measures against Qin Detai?” Cheng Qianfan asked expectantly.
"Qin Detai's identity is a bit sensitive." Sanbonjiro shook his head, "The French and British were opposed to the Empire's occupation of Shanghai. They are just forced to remain silent now. Correspondingly, Britain and France value their interests in the concession more. The Empire It is difficult to take action against a chief inspector of the patrol room. If we want to move this person, we must first remove Qin Detai from the position of chief inspector of the central patrol room."
“My subordinates understand.” Cheng Qianfan showed admiration, “The section chief is far-sighted in his work, and I am very impressed by my subordinates.”
…
At this moment, Araki Harima came in with a stack of letters.
“Department Chief, how should we deal with these letters?”
"Burn them all." Sanbonjiro said solemnly, "Send someone to inform the overseas residents of the empire that it is strictly forbidden to keep similar letters privately, especially the photos will be destroyed."
"yes!"
A photo fell from the envelope. Cheng Qianfan picked it up and glanced at it.
His eyes narrowed, and there was great pain and sorrow deep in his heart.
Rumors about the massacre carried out by the Japanese army after occupying Nanjing began as early as the end of last year.
This is a photo of several Japanese soldiers laughing wildly and with corpses on the ground.
Araki Harima took the photo from his hand.
“Professor, what is this?” Cheng Qianfan asked.
“The Ministry of Foreign Affairs considers the letters sent by imperial soldiers to their relatives in Shanghai to be detrimental to the image of the Japanese Empire and requires cooperation in screening and seizure.” Sanbonjiro said casually.
"Those bureaucrats from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." Cheng Qianfan flattened his lips and shook his head, "The imperial warriors have worked hard, they just killed a few lowly Chinese people for fun, and they made a fuss."
"I'm just worried about causing international controversy." Sanbonjiro said, waving his hand and indicating to Araki Harima to take these letters and photos and burn them.
“Those British and French people have done similar things, but now they are hypocritical.” Cheng Qianfan sneered and said.
…
Leave the headquarters of the Super High School.
Cheng Qianfan called a rickshaw and signaled the rickshaw driver to pull up the shed.
The raised carport covered his cheeks and his painful eyes.
The rickshaw driver pulled the rickshaw for a while. After leaving the vicinity of the Special High School, Cheng Qianfan covered his face with his hands, his heart aching like a knife.
My poor compatriots!
The grief and anger in his heart seemed to be burning, burning his heart and blood!
What a dog day!
Inhumane scum!
He just had a desperate urge to die with Sanbonjiro!
“Sir, we’re here.”
Cheng Qianfan opened his wallet, took out a French currency and handed it to the coachman.
“No need to look for it, just buy something delicious for the child.”
Cheng Qianfan waved his hands and ignored the driver behind him who expressed his gratitude.
Enter the house.
Cheng Qianfan hugged his wife.
“Oh, what are you doing? Cooking.” Bai Ruolan said angrily.
“Don’t move, I’ll give you a hug, a hug.” Cheng Qianfan’s voice was choked with sobs.
Bai Ruolan put down the spatula and remained motionless.
She felt tears dripping down her neck.
"Qianfan, what's wrong?" Bai Ruolan turned around and saw her strong husband with tears streaming down his face, looking so sad and helpless.
Cheng Qianfan said nothing and hugged his wife tightly.
Long time.
He opened his arms and wiped his eyes with both hands.
"What happened?" Bai Ruolan took the towel, boiled it with hot water, and handed it to Cheng Qianfan.
"It's okay." Cheng Qianfan took the hot towel, covered his face, heated it, and smiled, "I don't have much appetite today, I'm going to the study first."
He did not intend to tell Ruolan these things. On the one hand, it was too cruel and he was worried that Ruolan would not be able to bear it. On the other hand, Ruolan had not received professional training and he was worried that he would be affected and inadvertently exposed.
"Then you go and rest. I'll tell you when it's time to eat. Eat as little as possible."
“Got it.” Cheng Qianfan kissed his wife on the forehead, indicating that she didn’t need to worry about him, and went straight to the second floor.
Bai Ruolan looked at her husband's back, her eyes filled with worry. Cheng Qianfan had never taken the initiative to reveal to her what he really did, but Bai Ruolan had some vague suspicions in her heart, and she had been silently accompanying and cooperating with him.
They were childhood sweethearts and had known each other for so many years. Except for the time when Cheng Qianfan was just sent to the nursing home, she had never seen Cheng Qianfan so sad.
…
In the study.
Cheng Qianfan’s expression was gloomy.
He numbly disassembled his gun, took it apart into parts, and quickly assembled it again, repeating the process.
Finally, he loaded the magazine, turned off the safety, picked up the Browning gun, held it with both hands, and faced a wall with red eyes.
He closed his eyes, and all he could think about was the dead bodies on the ground.
Take a deep breath.
Take a deep breath.
Cheng Qianfan’s thumb was on the trigger.
With a roar of pain in his heart, he opened the safety with a click and threw the pistol on the table...
My compatriots, my motherland!
…
As soon as Bai Ruolan put the food on the table and came to the door to call Xiaobao who was playing in the alley, she saw Cheng Qianfan coming downstairs.
"time to eat."
“Well, I understand.”
Cheng Qianfan agreed, came to the living room, and picked up the phone.
“Pick up No. 11 Chandli, the landlord is Li Hao.”
The call is about to go through.
“Haozi, it’s me.”
“Brother Fan.”
"Come here now! Bring the land deed to the old ghost's house." After Cheng Qianfan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Lao Guijia is a hidden name, it is the Japanese cavalry camp at Huade Road Racecourse. The so-called land deed is the architectural drawings and information about the barracks.
After the fall of Shanghai, Cheng Qianfan secretly collected information related to the Japanese army. He had long been secretly preparing for those who might become targets of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Team.
Now, he is full of anger!
He felt like he was going crazy if he didn't kill a few Japanese soldiers.
He knew he had to be calm and not let his anger control his emotions, but he couldn't be completely calm.
No, to be precise, he is extremely calm now!
Thanks very much to [Starry Night Gentleman] for the 500 starting coins and [Takeda Dereigen Shingen] for the 100 starting coins.
National Memorial Day, don’t dare to forget, can’t forget!
(End of this chapter)