Lu Ming shook his head directly after hearing this. The head office's idea was too simple. Just tinkering with it before the war started was enough to be tiring.
"If the Japanese want to hold demonstrations, that is their right. We cannot stop them. We can only increase the police force to maintain order. As long as the demonstrations are not turned into a riot like smashing, smashing and looting, it will be considered a success. As for the ronin who want to cause trouble,
Then we have no choice but to catch each one and release them later."
Lu Ming explained helplessly that this was the only way he could control the situation.
Kang Ze nodded, then looked at the three division chiefs and the eighteen chief and deputy section chiefs and asked: "How is your intelligence analysis going? There are a lot of reports now, right?"
Because of the Japanese monk incident that occurred on the 18th, there has been a surge in reports in the past two days, and all informants have been mobilized to collect intelligence from various regions.
"There are a lot of reports, all kinds of information, but it's too early to analyze and get a result." The Fourth Director said with a wry smile.
"Why? In the past, intelligence analysis could not be carried out because there were no reports. Now that there are reports, why can't we get results?" Kang Ze said anxiously.
The three division chiefs all lowered their heads. They did not dare to defend themselves, but it was too difficult to ask them to come up with any conclusion.
"Don't blame them, Brother Kang. Although the number of reports has increased in the past two days, they are confusing and unclear, which has brought many obstacles to intelligence analysis. Intelligence analysis not only requires a large number of reports, but also clear and clear directions, so that we can target a person.
To make a more accurate judgment on the target, our intelligence analysis work has just begun, and we cannot ask them to produce results all at once." Lu Ming said with a smile.
The three division chiefs and eighteen chief and deputy section chiefs took a deep breath and cast grateful glances at Lu Ming.
"We are not in a hurry, but the higher ups are. Nanjing calls every hour, and they even use telegrams, urging me to get information and conclusions." Kang Ze shook his head and sighed.
"It's useless to be anxious. It's like setting a fire to cook rice. The rice must be cooked when the time is up. If the time is not enough, it will be mixed with uncooked rice, or even uncooked rice." Lu Ming said.
"Okay, I will bear the pressure from Nanjing first, and you must also work harder and produce results as soon as possible." Kang Ze looked at his subordinates sternly and said.
"Yes." Everyone said in unison, just like one person shouted loudly.
The ronin riot that Lu Ming expected did not happen, but that afternoon, more than 1,200 Japanese expatriates gathered at the headquarters of the Japanese Residency League. They first gave an internal speech and then began to demonstrate on the streets.
The protest against the Japanese monk incident was of course also part of the porcelain-colliding action planned by Kawashima Yoshiko and Tanaka Takayoshi.
The Shanghai Police Department had been prepared for the incident a long time ago. After hearing the news, it deployed a large number of police officers to maintain social order.
The parade first held a protest in front of the Shanghai City Hall, and then marched along North Sichuan Road to the Japanese Marine Corps headquarters at the north end of the street, demanding that the Japanese Marine Corps protect Japanese expatriates living in Shanghai.
As soon as Lu Ming heard the news, he drove over immediately. He had an ominous premonition that things began to deteriorate.
Lu Ming stopped the car, with a foreign journalist license approved and issued by the Shanghai Municipal Government hanging on his chest, and followed the parade on foot, holding a camera and taking pictures.
He wanted to take pictures of the faces of all the people participating in the parade so that he could search for their identities and identify potential Japanese agents when he returned.
Like a conscientious reporter, he ran back and forth to take photos. Sometimes he almost ran into the parade crowd just to take a picture of his face.
Although he is very famous in Shanghai, not many people actually know him, including the police, who looked at the license plate on his chest and thought he must be a reporter from some foreign media.
The members of the Press Club basically followed the parade to take photos. Only when the parade stopped for protest speeches, they took the time to conduct simple interviews with some people.
"Lu, long time no see, you are finally here. I thought you had forgotten your identity as a reporter." A female reporter from the British Times sarcastically said.
This female reporter's name is Tess, but she is not from the d'Urbervilles, and she is a true Englishwoman.
She didn't bring a camera, but she was followed by a professional photojournalist. In the middle of winter, the young man was so busy that he was sweating.
"Tess, what do you think of this conflict?" Lu Ming asked in English with a smile.
"If you want to interview, those people are the targets of the interview. I am a reporter. I only report facts and never express opinions." Tess said coldly, in English of course, as her Chinese was terrible.
Lu Ming smiled. She knew that Tess was a member of the British Labor Party and originally a member of the British Communist Party, so she hated fascism and Nazis the most.
Lu Ming knew that ever since he joined the Blue Clothes Club, a pseudo-Nazi organization, he had completely angered this girl.
Tess used to have a good impression of him, and even had a bit of ambiguity towards him, but now she basically treats him with cynicism.
"Lu, why don't you ask me what I think?" asked Friend, a reporter from the German newspaper "Frankfurt". His English was very standard, but he still had an obvious Munich accent.
This guy was also carrying a camera of the same brand as Lu Ming, a professional camera made by the German company Leica.
When Tess saw these two people getting together, she ran away quickly, cursing in her heart: They are the same as each other.
Lu Ming was about to answer when suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd in front.
Lu Ming quickly ran over and took a look. It turned out that dozens of Japanese youths were smashing Chinese shops on both sides of the street. He quickly stood up from a high place and started taking pictures of those people.
The store owner and shopkeepers were stunned by the smashing. They came out to fight back, but were pulled away by the Chinese police, who told them: "Don't conflict with them. They can smash whatever they want, and the government will compensate you for all losses."
Some other police officers went over and surrounded the young people in a circle, and then slowly forced them back into the parade.
Lu Ming admired in his heart: These police officers are very clever in handling the crisis. This is the only way to deal with the current situation. Maybe they have received clear instructions and must deal with it in a low-key manner to prevent the matter from escalating.
The parade stopped in front of the headquarters of the Japanese Marine Corps and stopped moving forward. Some people began to chant slogans.
It is nothing more than asking the Japanese Marine Corps to come forward, use force to force the Shanghai government to make concessions, investigate the murder of Japanese monks, hand over the murderer, and ensure the personal and property safety of Japanese expatriates in Shanghai.
Everything seemed so natural, as if it was a completely voluntary act of protest by the marchers.
The Japanese Marine Corps officers stationed in Shanghai came out of the barracks and received the representatives elected by the parade. They felt very sympathetic to the "cry" of these expatriates.
He also stated that if the Chinese government does not provide a fair solution, the Marine Corps will have to take appropriate actions to protect the overseas Chinese.
Lu Ming sneered while taking pictures: "This scene was really well performed. A group of hyenas cried out about being bitten by sheep, and then the wolf stood up and said: 'Very good, we will eat these sheep to avenge you.'"
Lu Ming lamented: The Japanese people's shamelessness really has no lower limit. Whenever they think they still have the basic moral standards common to human society, they will set the lower limit of shamelessness.
Lu Ming walked forward, raised his reporter license plate on his chest, and asked: "Mr. Commander, I am the special correspondent of the Washington Post in Shanghai. The current conflict in Shanghai is just a conflict between the people of the two countries. It is not a conflict at all."
It can be resolved through negotiation through diplomatic channels. Why does the Japanese military want to take a stand?"
The commander of the Japanese Marine Corps was taken aback for a moment, then thought for a moment and said: "I only expressed support for the legitimate rights and demands of our expatriates, and did not say that we would intervene in the dispute immediately. It is of course best to solve the problem through diplomacy.
Unable to find a legitimate solution, we had no choice but to exercise our right to self-defense."
At this time, Tess also squeezed into the front row and stepped forward and asked: "Mr. Commander, what do you think of your country's youth setting fire to the Sanyou Industrial Headquarters early this morning? This is a deliberately provocative act."
The commander looked at the female reporter and said expressionlessly: "This is not provocation, this is revenge. Do you understand revenge?"
At this time, two men jumped out of the parade and deliberately bumped into Lu Ming and Tess. The crowd also burst out with shouts of "Drive them away!"
Lu Ming had no choice but to protect Tess and prevent her from being hit. However, the commander stepped forward and pushed the man who hit her, and shouted: "Please respect the rights of reporters and don't act recklessly."