Kawasaki Hiroshi killed the Chinese just to vent his anger. No one who actually participated in the flour robbery was caught.
However, the news still spread, and the Japanese took the initiative to let the Chinese people feel fear.
"Lao Huo Biao, have you heard? The gendarmerie detachment arrests Chinese people indiscriminately. As long as they enter the gendarmerie detachment, no one can come out alive." Zhang Baotou saw Zhu Biao's rubber on the road car and also moved the car to him.
Next to him, after putting down the car, he shouted in a low voice.
"I heard, these damn Japanese devils!" Zhu Biao spat heavily.
Times are getting harder and harder, but they are still killing people.
"Today a bag of flour is 21 yuan." Zhang Baotou sat on the handlebar and handed Zhu Biao a cigarette.
Fortunately, he got back 4 bags of flour, otherwise, with his current income from pulling a cart, he wouldn't be able to have enough to eat.
"I heard that the French Concession only has 15 yuan, but the purchase limit is that each person can only buy one bag, and they must be a resident of the French Concession." Zhu Biao sighed.
Although he also grabbed flour last night, he would eventually finish it.
If the food shortage in Haigu cannot be solved, then all those who do not have food in stock will live a miserable life.
It is foreseeable that the number of people starving to death in Haigu this year will double.
"During the flood last year, flour cost 8.5 yuan per generation. At that time, I thought it was the most expensive flour in my life. Unexpectedly, now there is a rush to buy a bag of flour worth 15 yuan." Zhang Baotou lowered his head.
He has a family. If food prices continue to rise sharply, he will not be able to support his family with his income.
"We have to find a way, otherwise we will soon be unable to support ourselves." Zhu Biao said slowly.
"It seems that the price of labor money needs to be increased, but how can those bosses let us increase the price?" Zhang Baotou sighed.
Price increases are not something you can just talk about, it must be proposed by the Rickshaw Association and approved by the Municipal Office and the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau.
If prices are raised privately, the only income will be lost.
"Don't think about it, we won't let the price increase." Zhu Biao shook his head. It took a lot of trouble to even increase the price of tap water and electricity, let alone their hardships.
"We try our best, get up early and work late at night, but the money we earn still can't provide enough food and clothing. What's going on in this world?" Zhang Baotou is very confused. He leaves the car before dawn, and after dinner, he will go out for a few runs.
Hours.
After returning home, his family members were all asleep, but he was exhausted and didn't want to do anything, so he fell asleep.
But even so, the little money earned every day can't keep the family fed and clothed.
It's the beginning of spring now, and the weather is getting warmer. If it's cold, he can't guarantee that his family won't get cold.
"Only by driving away the Japanese can we live a good life." Zhu Biao suddenly said.
"How to catch up? Have you found them?" Zhang Baotou's eyes lit up. He had told Zhu Biao before that if there was a chance, they would join the anti-Japanese organization and fight against Little Japan.
The so-called "them" naturally refers to the anti-Japanese organizations.
"It's hard to find them, so why don't we do it ourselves!" Zhu Biao said slowly.
"What to do?" Zhang Baotou leaned in front of Zhu Biao and asked in a low voice.
"What kind of traitors can we come into contact with?" Zhu Biao looked around and asked softly after finding nothing unusual.
As a rickshaw driver, no one usually pays attention to them.
Only when others want to call for a taxi, you will find them cowering on the side of the road.
"Special agents from the military police unit occasionally ride in my car, as well as Lu Chengzhou." Zhang Baotou thought for a moment.
The only traitors he could think of were spies from the military police unit.
As for the traitors in the city, Zhang Baotou wouldn't be able to tell them apart even if they rode in his car.
"How about taking action against Lu Chengzhou?" Zhu Biao paused and said thoughtfully.
"He...he...isn't okay." Zhang Baotou said hesitantly.
"Did you get a small favor from him and now you can't do anything? A traitor is a traitor. Since you want to fight the war, you can't show mercy." Zhu Biao said with a sneer.
"He is a traitor, and he and I are not the same people." Zhang Baotou shook his head and said firmly.
He had been confused by Lu Chengzhou for a long time, and he always tried his best to deal with the things Lu Chengzhou explained before.
When he learned that Lu Chengzhou was a Japanese spy, he felt greatly deceived.
"Then fuck him." Zhu Biao seemed to have made up his mind.
"How to do it?" Zhang Baotou knew that Zhu Biao's brain was more flexible than his own.
"Do it at his house!" Zhu Biao thought for a while and said.
Lu Chengzhou lived alone at No. 15, No. 24 Road. If he were to be killed, no one would know.
"What should I do if he has a gun?" Zhang Baotou asked worriedly.
When Lu Chengzhou was in the police station, he was equipped with a gun. When he arrived at the military police unit, he even carried a gun with him.
"Catch the enemy by surprise." Zhu Biao chuckled.
The CCP wants to assassinate Lu Chengzhou, and the military commander wants to assassinate Lu Chengzhou, he can understand it.
At the same time, precautions can also be taken in advance.
But Zhang Baotou and Zhu Biao were also planning to assassinate him, which Lu Chengzhou really didn't expect.
When going home in the evening, Lu Chengzhou saw two rubber cars parked in the alley behind, but he didn't pay much attention at the time.
There were more than 8,000 rickshaws in the British Concession. This was also the time when they were going home for dinner, so they placed the rickshaws in the alleys because they didn't want to attract customers.
"Mr. Lu." Lu Chengzhou was about to open the door when he suddenly heard someone shouting loudly.
Since Aunt Ma went to Guayi Street, Lu Chengzhou has not let her come back.
Ma Hougu stays at the Chinese and Western Pharmacy every day and needs someone to take care of his life.
He was really not used to it when he heard someone calling him at the door.
"Zhang Baotou, do you have a problem with me?" Lu Chengzhou looked back and found that it was Zhang Baotou, a rickshaw driver.
"I have something to ask Mr. Lu." Zhu Biao suddenly came over from behind and said.
"Go in and talk." Lu Chengzhou said nonchalantly.
"Alas." Zhu Biao nodded. Lu Chengzhou's answer was exactly what he wanted.
"Tell me what's going on." After Lu Chengzhou went in, he took out a cigarette and handed one to them.
Today, Zhu Biao and Zhang Baotou were both a little reserved. After taking the cigarette with one hand, they bowed and could not even speak.
"Why, your hand is injured?" Lu Chengzhou never thought that these two people would have the intention to kill him.
"No, no." Zhang Baotou quickly took out his hand. He had a knife in his pocket, ready to take action at any time.
"Now that food prices are rising, can you have enough to eat?" Lu Chengzhou asked with concern.
"As long as I don't starve to death now, how can I still have enough to eat?" Zhu Biao slowly took his hand out of his pocket.
"Yeah, it's really hard to have a full meal now. Well, I'll treat you to a restaurant tonight." Lu Chengzhou said with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu." Zhang Baotou said gratefully.
Although he thought Lu Chengzhou was a traitor that he hated, when he faced Lu Chengzhou, he couldn't hate him at all.
