From the day the Japanese occupied Jinmen in 1937, when he was in his twenties, Wang Guier, who was originally just a water seller, began to work in the patrol house of the Japanese Concession. From patrolling the streets to directing traffic at intersections, Wang Guier
I think I am definitely capable of getting things done. I know my eyebrows and my eyebrows, I know how to advance and retreat, I am loyal and careful enough.
Otherwise, he would not have been among the first to be transferred to lead a small team to maintain law and order after the Japanese took over the British Concession.
Now, although he dare not say that he has identified all the houses and business owners in this large British concession, he absolutely knows who can be offended and who cannot be offended.
For example, there are five people and six people walking in front of Wei Ran right now. He is a mad dog who cannot be messed with. But compared to this bastard who can turn around faster than flipping through a book, he has already taken off the cannon from his waist and is wearing a thousand-layer coat.
Wang Gui'er, wearing new cloth shoes at the bottom, followed him to the basement, but he knew better that what really shouldn't be messed with in this small building was Miss Mei Xiang, a famous prostitute who was very popular in the early years and is rarely mentioned now, and her
His nephew Tao Canhua and the servant Jasmine who was walking behind him.
Miss Meixiang should not be messed with, simply because this aristocratic woman not only had close contacts with many rich wives in the concession and even the wives of famous traitors, but also had been friends with many rich Japanese businessmen for many years.
As for her nephew Tao Canhua, according to Wang Guier's knowledge, he often visited the homes of several powerful Japs in the Japanese Concession. Although he, a little policeman, didn't know what Tao Canhua was doing when he went to the Japs' homes, he knew that the more he was like this,
As long as a person casually mentions his faults, the lethality will probably be greater than that of a mad dog like Wei Ran who bites people at every turn.
Finally... Wang Guier secretly glanced at Jasmine, who was following behind with snacks.
This girl who is stronger than him cannot be messed with. Several of his subordinates who have been in gangs have already said that when they see Jasmine, the Qinghong Gang, who has no business with them, will give a respectful shout.
Where's the eldest sister?
Although he didn't know what the relationship was between Jasmine and the Qinghong Gang, he knew clearly that not only could he not afford to offend the Japanese, but he could not afford to offend those who had nothing to do but fight fiercely for territory after having enough to eat every day.
Gang.
Who the hell did I offend? Why was I sent here to do this thankless job?
Wang Guier secretly chewed his teeth and thought about it. Of course, he didn't know who gave him the order to search here, but he knew that he had to come. As for whether he could find any results...
At this time, he thought about it and understood. He would rather not find anything. After all, if he really found it, wouldn't it prove that this small building is related to the person he is looking for?
I really let the secrets here into the hands of the devil, how dare I sleep with my eyes closed at night? What should I do if I don’t want to open my eyes in the future?
Thinking about the current situation and the anti-Japanese leaflet I picked up when I was taking a shit in the latrine in the morning, this Japanese soldier is as cold as a kang in the summer. Compared with whether he can find anything, he is more concerned about it.
You can't offend the people in this building either.
I’m so stupid, but I’m also a big-headed person myself. Why did I just figure it out at this time?
Wang Guier, who followed Wei Ran into the basement, wanted to slap himself in the face. In such a hurry this morning, he only thought about making meritorious service and getting rewarded. He actually forgot about this incident.
"Hey! What are you thinking about?"
Just when Wang Guier was secretly lost in thought, Wei Ran stopped at the end of the stairs and called out to Wang Guier, the pseudo-policeman who almost bumped into him.
"Master, please give your orders."
After Wang Guier came back to his senses, he subconsciously bent down and responded with a smile on his face, but he didn't care that he had lowered his identity to another level. What's wrong with the lower level? No matter how low the level is, it's better than losing his head.
Wouldn't it be better to be shorter?
Having said that, Wang Guier felt a little aggrieved. He had already voted for the Japs, so why was he still inferior to others? Wasn't it true that he had voted for the Japs in vain?
"Just wait here"
Wei Ran, who was standing at the corner at the end of the stairs, ordered with contempt, "Moli, bring him a stool later."
"The lady said that the young master is not allowed to bully others."
Jasmine, who was holding a plate of snacks in her hand, said helplessly, "I'll take him to sit in the last row."
"up to you"
Wei Ran snorted nonchalantly, walked over to Mei Xiang and sat down, but was soon chased to another single sofa by Mei Xiang with a wave of disgust.
"Officer Wang, come with me."
Jasmine greeted Wang Gui'er with a smile on her face, and the latter quickly nodded and thanked her in a low voice. She followed Jasmine to the deepest part of the basement and sat down on a master's chair next to the table.
After thanking Jasmine with a grateful expression, Wang Guier looked at the basement, which was better decorated than his own home, then looked at the police uniform that was soaked by the rain and the dry, loose and comfortable thousand-layer cloth shoes on his feet, and finally looked at
Looking at the waxed teak floor under my feet, I couldn't help but feel more and more cramped. Then my buttocks, which were half sitting on the Taishi chair, also moved forward, for fear that my soaked clothes would be stained.
Chair back.
While he was secretly competing with himself, Jasmine brought him a tea tray and a small wicker basket filled with fried peanuts and melon seeds. By the way, she also brought him a clean white towel.
Jasmine poured tea for Wang Guier and whispered politely, "Officer Wang, let's have some tea first and watch the show!"
"Hey! Hey! No hurry, no rush!" Wang Guier quickly stood up and responded, taking the towel handed by the other party and wiping the rain on his face. At the same time, he became more and more uneasy.
As Wei Ran sang "Red and White Face", she invisibly gave the police chief a killing blow. Jasmine wisely did not continue to say or do anything, and turned around with the tea tray and left the basement with only three spectators.
At this time, on the small stage, Tao Canhua, who was dressed as Zhaojun, was still performing the play "Concubine Han Ming" meticulously. The other members of the troupe on the side of the stage did not seem to notice the extra people under the stage.
Like policemen, everyone was busy singing, chanting, playing, playing and playing.
Sitting on the sofa facing the stage, Wei Ran slowly lit up a cigarette, smoking one after another while trying hard to distinguish the contents of the performances of several people on the stage.
In contrast, Wang Guier, the fake policeman who was left in the last row, was already following the storyline on the stage without waiting for a cup of tea to be finished. At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly admire the singing skills of these people on the stage.
, but they are really no worse than the corners of the Liyuan.
Of course, compared to Wang Gui'er who was listening to the play in the basement, the only entertainment item for the miserable policemen under him at this time was to tease the colorful bird under the ginkgo tree at the risk of being pecked.
A colorful big parrot. At the same time, you and I were discussing how many dollars it would cost to buy such a big bird.
Nearly two hours passed by in a flash. Tao Canhua and others on the stage sang the whole performance of "Han Ming Fei". Mei Xiang in the audience also corrected the poor singing and poor music one by one as if no one else was there.
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After picking up all the problems, Meixiang didn't even say hello to the pseudo-policeman Wang Guier, and went upstairs alone. Jasmine, who had been waiting beside her, also picked up a ruler and gave it to the troupe members who had just made mistakes.
They each hit their hands a bit. Finally, Tao Canhua, who was in charge of the theater troupe, was hit on the hand three times before giving up.
"okay"
Wei Ran waited for Jasmine's side to finish the corporal punishment, stood up, clapped his hands and said, "Let's all take off our makeup quickly and go back to our respective rooms. Canhua, later you take a few people with you and accompany the police to check each room. Now
Some people suspect that we are harboring criminals here."
"Young Master Biao, you said this."
Wang Guier hurriedly came over with a smiling face, "It's a routine matter, it's just a routine matter."
"I don't care whether it's your business or your mother's business, just hurry up."
Wei Ran waved his hand impatiently, pointed around and said to Wang Guier, "While they are taking off their makeup, call all your people down quickly and search the basement carefully. Finish it as soon as possible. Don't delay me."
go out."
"I can just take a look at it myself."
Wang Guier hurriedly said, but he just walked around the stage, lightly knocked on the stage with his baton, then knocked on the surrounding floor, and finally tried to push the big mirror, but gave up immediately when he saw that it didn't move at all.
"Would you like to take a look below the stage?"
Tao Canhua, who was taking off his tiara with the help of other troupe members, rubbed the palms of his hands that had been struck by the ruler and said, "Little Wuzi, lift the blanket."
"Why!"
A young man responded immediately and asked his companions to roll up the big red blanket on the stage, and then opened the cover, revealing the lifelike big mouse, the silver dollar that was almost drowning the mouse, and the gold ingot hidden inside.
Not surprisingly, these yellow and white things almost blinded Wang Guier's eyes. Unfortunately, this building is not a roadside dock that can be bullied and robbed casually. All he can do is take a quick look and swallow.
, and then I had to accompany Smiley to help cover the cover and lay down the carpet.
After a while, the troupe members also took off their clothes or packed various musical instruments and packed them into camphor wood boxes piled in the corner.
"If you can't find it, go upstairs and check."
Wei Ran urged, "Canhua, come with me to Quanyechang later. We have to buy some light bulbs to replace the chandeliers on the second floor before the dance in the evening."
"Okay, I'll finish the work here soon."
Tao Canhua responded, took the wet towel from Qiushi, and while wiping the paint on his face, he greeted the troupe members to go upstairs.
Seeing this, pseudo-policeman Wang Guier took one last greedy look at the stage and followed the members of the theater troupe upstairs.
In such a short time, the few policemen under him had also slipped into the thousand-layer cloth shoes prepared by Yang's mother. The only two who had guns also removed them and placed them on the first floor.
On the long table.
At Wei Ran's urging, Wang Guier and the policemen, accompanied and supervised by several young men led by Tao Canhua, hurriedly checked the rooms on the first floor, and then the two parties went up to the second floor together.
Each room was checked hastily.
"This is my cousin's room up there. Your hands and feet should be cleaner."
Wei Ran, who was waiting at the entrance of the stairs, said as he gave Wang Guier and others a pair of gloves each. After they had put them on, he personally took them upstairs and checked everyone's room.
"Master Ciao, there seems to be an attic upstairs?" Wang Guier asked carefully, pointing to the top of his head.
"Yes, come with me." Wei Ran nodded happily and opened the study door as he spoke.
"I'm alone. I can just go up there and take a look."
Wang Gui'er was afraid that some of his subordinates might be short-sighted. After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wei Ran's consent, he turned back and said, "You guys go downstairs and wait."
Seeing this, Wei Ran neither objected nor supported. He just called Qiushi to get the key and opened the locked cabinet door. He led the cautious Wang Guier upstairs on the narrow stairs full of debris.
However, Wang Gui'er only stopped halfway and said, "Young Master Ciao, I don't think there is any need to go up. Look at the thick layer of dust on the stairs. If there is someone up there, there must be footprints."
"You are smart"
Wei Ran looked back at the policeman who was following him in feigning surprise, but then used the key Qiushi had just given him to open the padlock on the door to the attic, lowered his voice and said, "Let's go up and take a look.
, I can’t get up to this place easily, I don’t even know what’s up there.”
Before he finished speaking, he was the first to walk into the attic, which no one had been to for a long time. After a slight hesitation, Wang Guier also walked in cautiously.
However, just by looking at the thick dust everywhere, he was sure that there really was nothing here.
"Ask you something"
Standing in the middle of the attic, Wei Ran lit a cigarette, then took out a small yellow croaker from his pocket and tossed it, "The answer satisfies me, this thing is yours."
"You said, whatever I know, I won't hide a word from you!" Wang Guier stared at the dazzling little gold bar in Wei Ran's hand, and his attitude became more and more enthusiastic.
"Tell me, who gave birth to a child without an asshole and said someone escaped into our place last night?" Wei Ran asked with a hint of anger.
"this..."
Wang Guier grinned, "Young Master Biao, I really don't know this. How did the boss above tell me and what did I do? Who saw this? I really don't know!"
"That's okay"
Wei Ran gave the other party a cigarette, lowered his voice and asked, "Then do you know if Fatty Guan and his daughter are still alive?"
"this..."
"You don't know this either?"
Wei Ran's tone also contained a hint of dissatisfaction.
Wang Guier looked back at the stairs coming up, then at the gold bar in Wei Ran's hand. After a moment of hesitation, he moved closer and lowered his voice and said, "Young Master Biao, to be honest with you, I really know this, but
...Hehe, our leader gave me a death order not to spread the word."
"Two?" Wei Ran asked bluntly.
"Uncle Guan is dead!"
Wang Guier immediately said like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, "Last night, in order to save his girl, the uncle of the Guan family led a dozen people to fight with the Japanese. We were called over in the middle of the night to help carry the body. The uncle of the Guan family was
My three other brothers and I carried him into the car with our own hands. His chest was smashed by a gun and his intestines were spilled all over the floor."
"Hey! Is this really such a good thing?" Wei Ran muttered while suppressing his emotions, pretending to be excited.
"This...is this a good thing?" Wang Guier looked at Wei Ran in confusion.
"It's not a good thing! Fatty Guan Da is dead. Now I can find a wife...Hey! Why are I telling you this!"
Wei Ran almost finished speaking before he reacted, and looked at Wang Guier with a threatening look, "You didn't hear anything just now, did you?"
"no no!"
Wang Gui quickly waved his hand, and at the same time finally remembered the rumors between Zeng and the eldest lady of the Guan family a few years ago.
Thinking of this, Wang Guier also took a puff of cigarette, lowered his voice and said in the slowly dispersing smoke, "In addition, the eldest lady of the Guan family is also dead!"
"What?!" Wei Ran exclaimed with increasing surprise, and at the same time it became increasingly difficult to hide the grief in his heart.
"I heard that the eldest lady of the Guan family committed suicide by taking poison."
After Wang Guier finished speaking, he subconsciously looked around and then at the stairs leading to the attic, "Master Biao, please don't spread nonsense. The Japanese have blocked the news and even sent the body of the eldest lady of the Guan family.
The hospital, I think, is planning to trap her in a trap."
"Capture Guan Bingwen?" Wei Ran asked back.
"No, if we don't protect all of them, we can still catch more!"
Wang Guiyi guessed pointedly, "Whoever is involved in this matter will have to suffer eight lifetimes of bad luck. Even if they don't die, they will have to peel off a layer of their skin."
"Take this"
As Wei Ran spoke, he threw the small gold bar in his hand to Wang Gui'er, and then without waiting for him to say anything, he took the initiative and said, "This is the only one I have in my pocket. When I get downstairs, you can get your money back."
Come on, I'll give you two more."
"Ouch! My cousin is open and bright!"
Wang Gui immediately patted his chest with gratitude and made a promise, "We have never known each other before fighting. If you don't mind, just tell me if you need me, Wang Gui'er, to do anything in the future!"
"I really need to trouble you."
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he took a big puff of his cigarette, deliberately waiting for a look of anxiety to appear on the face of the pseudo-police leader, and then puffed out a thick cloud of smoke and said, "To tell you the truth, that guy Guan Bingwen and I have some differences.
During the festival, if you catch him, send me a message whether you live or die, and there will still be one when the time comes."
"Hey! Just be careful about this!"
Wang Guier patted her chest and promised, "I will definitely keep an eye on you. As long as there is any information, I will ask my third aunt to return a pair of cloth shoes to you. The shoes on my feet will be worn later. You see."
How about it?"
"You're such a smart kid!"
Wei Ran patted the other party's shoulder with satisfaction, "You hid this from me, especially not from my cousin. Let alone her... No, not only her, but also the people under your control.
I know. I don’t want to be misunderstood anymore and have anything to do with them.”
"Don't worry, don't worry!" Wang Guier swore pointing to the sky, "We are the only ones who know about this, I will definitely be rotten in my stomach!"
"That's okay." Wei Ran pointed around, "Take a closer look?"
"Hey! Didn't we just carefully go through these boxes one by one? There is no need to go through them a second time!"
Wang Guier said, stretched out his hand and wiped it on a camphor box, and then wiped the dust on his face and trouser legs randomly.
"That's right, that's right!"
Wei Ran gave the other party a thumbs up, "Now that we've seen it all, let's go down and ask your brother to check the yard carefully, and I'll take you to wash your face."
"Then I'll trouble you, Master Biao." Wang Guier said with more respect, and walked down the stairs first. Of course he was respectful. This was almost the best result he could have expected. Not only did he not find out any secrets, but he also didn't find any secrets.
He offended people, and even became friends with the most difficult person to talk to in this library.
More importantly, he also roughly guessed from Wei Ran's strange attitude that the rumors between this young cousin and the eldest lady of the Guan family were probably true. Not only did he despise the death of his father-in-law,
Well, the eldest lady of the Guan family is also dead. When the second young master of the Guan family is also arrested, I'm afraid this young master will no longer have any worries. He can really seduce whoever he wants.
No wonder he hasn't had a family and started a business for so many years. It's not that he hasn't had enough fun co-writing, but that the uncle of the Guan family doesn't allow it? This is so hard to compare people with others, and you have to throw away goods, tsk tsk tsk! This is a soft meal.
Wang Guier couldn't stop thinking about it. When he got down to the first floor, he immediately ordered his men to check the yard. He also walked into the bathroom on the first floor under Wei Ran's guidance.
While the other policemen were sent out again, Wei Ran also returned to his room, took two more gold bars from the food box and delivered them to Wang Gui.
The latter took the gold bars, but untied his leggings without avoiding Wei Ran at all. He tied all three gold bars he got from Wei Ran into his leggings. Then he put on his own shoes and tied the clean ones.
He fastened his cotton-soled cloth shoes to his belt, nodded and bowed to bid farewell to Wei Ran, and shouted to his minions who had gained nothing at all to leave the study apartment.
"Did you ask anything?"
Almost as Wang Guier and others walked out of the door, Mei Xiang also hurried down from upstairs.
"The uncle of the Guan family was beaten to death by Japanese soldiers in order to save Ling Lu's sister and brother. Ling Lu committed suicide by taking poison."
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he took a deep breath and said, "The Japs blocked the news and transported Ling Lu's body to the hospital, preparing to trap him."
Hearing this, Meixiang relied almost entirely on Jasmine's support to stand firm, but soon she said, "We need to pass this news to the mute uncle as soon as possible. Canhua, do you know who to call?"
"I know." Tao Canhua, who was also standing in the lobby on the first floor, nodded immediately.
"Let's set off now, Jasmine, let's go upstairs and test the dancing skills of the children in the school. Don't delay the dance tonight."
After saying this, Mei Xiang waved her hand, and with the help of Jasmine, she turned around and went upstairs with her weak hands and feet.
"Where to go?"
Wei Ran asked as he walked to the garage.
"Quanyechang" Tao Canhua whispered, "We have to hurry up!"
"I'll drive"
As he spoke, Wei Ran opened the car door and got into the cab. When Tao Canhua also got into the car, he immediately started the car and drove out of the study apartment.
Driving all the way in the rain, when the car stopped at the entrance of Quanyechang, the rain became heavier again.
But even so, as the CBD center of this era, the entrance to Quanyechang is still bustling with people selling cigarettes and newspapers, pulling rickshaws, and even begging along the street.
Parking the car on the side of the road, Wei Ran glanced at the vendors crowded at the entrance of Quanyechang and sheltered from the rain by the wall. He took the umbrella handed by Tao Canhua, opened the car door, and walked out. Followed closely by the other side.
Tao Canhua also held an umbrella and pushed open the car door.
As soon as the two of them walked up the steps of Quanyechang, several vendors surrounded them, shouting about their products.
They sell items such as cigarettes and newspapers, as well as emergency umbrellas and transparent plastic raincoats called "glass raincoats."
I casually bought two packs of cigarettes from a cigarette vendor, and used my change to buy a tabloid that was on sale that day.
However, when he saw the publication date in the newspaper, he couldn't help but froze, and his face almost showed a look of surprise!
August 3, 1945, this day is already August 3, 1945!
Wei Ran couldn't help but clenched the tabloid that was full of all kinds of romantic news. The sky that had been gloomy for a long time was finally going to clear up, but... Guan Linglu, there were too many Guan Linglu, but it was a pity.
It will always remain in the last moment before dawn...
