Early the next morning, economic policeman Park Shunchang led a few people, carrying a wooden stick, and staggered down the street, staring at those who went to the street to buy food.
Once they find someone carrying a bag, they will immediately surround them if they find a little bit of white flour or rice in the bag.
Not only will the food be confiscated, you may also be beaten severely, and in severe cases, you may even be thrown into the gendarmerie prison.
Seeing them coming, people on the street all avoided them, as if they were encountering poisonous snakes.
Seeing the people on the street, these economic policemen carrying big sticks not only did not look ashamed, but laughed.
Although they are said to be economic police, in fact, in the eyes of the Japanese, their status is far lower than that of the police in the police station, let alone those Japanese.
In the eyes of the Japanese, their only role is to collect white flour rice from ordinary people's homes...
When they saw a military policeman or policeman passing by, Pu Shunchang and several of his men immediately bent down, lowered their heads, and uttered a lot of compliments.
As soon as the police or military police passed by, they immediately became arrogant and almost seemed to be floating when they walked.
After patrolling for a long time, Pu Shunchang was a little tired. He found a secluded corner, squatted down, looked at the few people following him and said, "Pay attention to your surroundings and find more food for the imperial army as soon as possible."
One of them said with some dissatisfaction: "Captain, wasn't it because we couldn't find food yesterday? The imperial army replaced all the food distributed."
Pu Shunchang hit the person who spoke with a stick and said angrily: "If you speak ill of the imperial army, be careful of being sent to the gendarmerie."
At this shock, the person who just spoke immediately shut his mouth, took out the wowotou distributed in the morning and started to chew on it.
At this moment, Park Shunchang heard a low voice not far away: "I was exhausted yesterday. I moved around all night."
"You, stop complaining and just have work to do. Recently, the Japanese have tightened food control. Except for the Japanese and those with red books, we ordinary people are not allowed to eat rice."
"Yes, especially those economic police, they are so abominable. Boss Hong secretly left some rice at home yesterday, but he was beaten to death by these people."
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Upon hearing this, Pu Shunchang and several of his men stood up, picked up the wooden sticks in their hands, and prepared to rush out.
But when they saw about ten people coming over, they immediately got scared and hurriedly hid the wooden sticks. After those people left, they took out the wooden sticks again.
At this time, a teenage boy not far away stared at them, with strong hatred flashing in his eyes...
At around 11:30, at the invitation of Municipal Government Secretary Qian Chengye, Na Gao Jie drove Luo Qiwei to the Municipal Government.
On the way, he heard a cry for help. When the car drove over, he saw a teenage boy lying on the ground with injuries all over his body and blood flowing all over the floor.
A woman covered in injuries was leaning against the wall in the alley, shouting for help.
Luo Qiwei asked Gao Jie to stop the car and said to him: "Go and see what's going on?"
"Okay." Gao Jie nodded and said, "But what about Secretary Qian?"
Luo Qiwei looked at his watch and said, "It's okay, we've got enough time."
Gao Jie nodded, got out of the car, and ran to the scene.
At this time, people nearby began to gather gradually, and several people wanted to send the injured woman to the hospital.
Then the woman was heard crying: "My Hong'er, how is my Hong'er?"
Soon, Gao Jie returned to the car and said softly: "Boss, this is the fault of the economic police."
"what's the situation?"
"I don't know the specific situation, but I heard that the economic police beat the child's father to death last night."
Hearing this, Luo Qiwei said with a frosty face: "When you come back from the city hall later, you start investigating this matter."
"OK."
"After finding out who did it, I'll kill them. I want to see if these people are afraid of death."
Hearing this, Gao Jie knew that the captain was completely angry, otherwise he would not have issued such an order.
After meeting with Secretary Qian, Luo Qiwei took the car back to the business house, closed his eyes, and calculated the probability of inciting Secretary Qian to rebel.
Opening his eyes, he saw Gao Jie still standing aside, so he ordered: "Tell our people to pay attention. The buyer will come to the door around four o'clock in the afternoon."
"OK."
"You will be in charge of this transaction. The price and everything else have been negotiated."
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Na Gao Jie left the trading house on time and headed to the Dahang warehouse to prepare for the transaction.
Since it was the first time for both parties to cooperate, the necessary caution was still required. So Gao Jie went there mainly to prevent various accidents.
Especially when there is a phenomenon of black people eating black people...
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Qiwei left the business and drove back to Pan's Manor. The car stopped on the road for a while.
Zhong Gao got into the car and said softly: "Section Chief, we have already investigated clearly. It was a man named Pu Shunchang and several of his subordinates who did it."
"What is the specific reason?"
"What happened was this. Yesterday afternoon, Mr. Hong left some rice for his son. Somehow the news leaked out, and Pu Shunchang and his men rushed to his home and beat him to death."
"When Mr. Hong's son Hong'er returned home, he saw that his father had been beaten to death. He wanted to seek revenge, but he was also beaten to death."
"good."
Luo Qiwei gritted his teeth and said, "Tonight, you and others will kill Park Shunchang and the others for me. I want those economic police to live in the shadows every day."
"Also, someone is sent to monitor Qian Chengye, the secretary of the municipal government, and his every move must be recorded clearly."
"yes."
After receiving the order, Zhong Gao looked around and quietly got out of the car...
After returning to the manor, he looked at the prepared meal, grabbed some with his hand, put it in his mouth and tasted it, saying, "Well, it tastes good. Whoever marries you in the future will definitely be very happy."
Gu Qiaofeng rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Why don't you wash your hands and eat."
Looking at her appearance, Luo Qiwei smiled, hummed a tune, ran to wash his hands and get ready to eat.
At about four o'clock, the buyer Li Zhengzhi came in with a few people. After seeing Gao Jie, he asked with some confusion: "Assistant, Boss Pan is not involved in this transaction?"
Gao Jie said with a smile: "I will be responsible for all transactions with you in the future."
"You guys check it first. If there are no objections, then we are ready to trade."
"OK."
Li Zhengzhi waved his hand, and the few people who followed him began to inspect the goods in the warehouse and checked everywhere to see if there were any buried hands.
The two were chatting on the sidelines. Half an hour later, a man came to Li Zhengzhi's ear and whispered...
