Chapter 259: Be Smarter In Your Next Life, Don’t Court Death Again
Seeing Uchida Ryoma give an affirmative conclusion, Shioguchi Shuzou couldn’t help but show a smile on his face, and his narrowed eyes opened a bit wider: “Yōshi, thank you for Ono-kun’s approval. Your suggestion is very pertinent, and I will also conduct a surprise inspection of the jurisdiction area once.”
“The blood of soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire cannot flow in vain; we must make them pay their blood debt with blood!”
“Please sign this file, Ono-kun, so I can give an account to the higher-ups.”
Uchida Ryoma didn’t guess wrong; if he continued investigating, there would be no need for Shioguchi Shuzou to act—someone else would naturally make Uchida Ryoma go down to accompany Arakawa Naoto!
If he upset certain people or uncovered something, he could guarantee that Uchida Ryoma wouldn’t live past tomorrow!
However, since Uchida Ryoma was so sensible, there was no need to make a big fuss anymore.
Looking at the conclusion report pushed over, Uchida Ryoma signed his name without hesitation.
He had no choice but to sign; just thinking about the pros and cons made his back break out in a cold sweat!
Just leave it like this; anyway, the one who died was Arakawa Naoto—he didn’t want to go down with him!
He couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: Arakawa Naoto, oh Arakawa Naoto, you really have no eyesight!
The Logistics Department is such a big cake, divided among so many people with connections reaching to the heavens—who knows how high—and yet you had to court death by crashing into it?
Be smarter in your next life; don’t get yourself killed again!
Seeing Uchida Ryoma sign, Shioguchi Shuzou’s smile grew even more.
“Thank you, Ono-kun, for the hardship of making a trip so late at night. It’s late, and I really can’t entertain you properly.”
“Like this: rest here tonight, and after daybreak, I’ll invite you to taste Wanping’s specialties, guaranteed to make you linger and not return empty-handed!”
Could Uchida Ryoma refuse?
Dare to refuse?
Obviously, he didn’t dare!
Because he knew he had to stay tonight; otherwise, Shioguchi Shuzou—or rather, certain people—would absolutely not feel at ease with him.
He nodded in agreement, acting flattered and also a bit pleased.
After entering the arranged room, the moment he lifted the thin quilt, he thought ‘as expected’—a Citibank banknote for three thousand silver dollars lay quietly on the bed.
After staring at it blankly for a couple of seconds, he suddenly sighed and silently pocketed the banknote with the number 3000 written on it.
At this point, he had to go along with the flow; otherwise, he’d end up one with the dust.
At a window of a house across from the one outside, a little devil put down his binoculars and quietly said something to his companion behind him.
Soon after, this news was delivered to Shioguchi Shuzou. He smiled faintly: “Yōshi, there’s an ancient saying in China: ‘He who knows when to stop is a true hero.’ Ono-kun has made a wise choice.”
“Come here!”
“Hai! Lieutenant Colonel, please give your orders!”
Shioguchi Shuzou handed over the conclusion report signed by Uchida Ryoma from the desk: “Ono Mister has just determined the transport team’s incident as a revenge action by the Communist Party.”
“Seal this file in the safe in the file room; without special permission, no one is allowed to withdraw or read it!”
“Hai!”
“Go.”
“Hai!”
The next morning, the first ray of sunlight sprinkled on the earth; at this time, many people in Sijiu City were already busy with their daily livelihoods.
Cao Weida had just finished roll call at the police station when he was called to Ono Shiota’s office.
When he saw Ono Shiota’s complexion, he was immediately startled: “Ono-kun, what’s wrong with you? Why does your face look so bad?”
“Cao Sang, you’re here; sit.” Ono Shiota forced a smile, his dark circles under both eyes especially prominent, and he waved listlessly:
“Isn’t it because I’m worried about those imperial soldiers who vanished without reason? Last night, another team of soldiers disappeared inexplicably.”
At this point, Ono Shiota’s pupils contracted slightly, flashing with panic.
Ever since the incident the night before last, he’d been in a state of panic; after dark when he went back, he hadn’t even dared to turn off the light and hadn’t slept well all night.
By morning, the dark circles were already hanging under his eyes.
And upon hearing that another team of soldiers had disappeared last night, the panic in his heart intensified even more.
As the saying goes, no guilty conscience means no fear of ghosts knocking at midnight—but the key was, he had done it!
Although compared to most little devils, the evil he did in China was very little, but done was done!
Since he’d done guilty deeds, how could he not be afraid in his heart!
Therefore, after Cao Weida arrived at the police station, he immediately called him over.
“What?! Another imperial warrior has gone missing?!” Cao Weida acted extremely shocked, while inwardly laughing darkly—after completing his KPI last night, he actually didn’t need to go out.
But then he thought, there weren’t many chances left to kill little devils; better to take out a few more since he was idle anyway, so he went out for a stroll.
Then, he conveniently took out a team of little devils.
Perhaps having heard the previous rumors, this squad was trembling with fear all the way, looking around suspiciously like ghosts, but in the end, they couldn’t escape Cao Weida’s assassination.
He pretended to hesitate: “Ono-kun, could this be man-made? Not some evil spirit at work, but someone pretending to be a ghost?”
“I hope so too!” Ono Shiota smiled bitterly and scratched his head hard, full of irritation as he said:
“I also went to the place where the soldiers disappeared last night; not just me, many experts in this area went too.”
“But we turned that area upside down and didn’t search out any traces.”
At this point, his eyes ‘whoosh’ locked dead onto Cao Weida, his tone agitated:
“A team of twenty soldiers, armed and ready, yet they disappeared inexplicably without firing a single shot!!”
“Is this something a person can do?!”
“Besides something inhuman, I really can’t imagine who else could do such a thing!”
This.
Cao Weida fell silent; you know, you really can’t say Ono Shiota’s analysis was wrong.
It could only be said that the Divine Hand + Azure Nether Soul Lock + space ability combo was simply too perverted.
The speed of striking was comparable to a submachine gun, the precision unmatched, and completely silent!
After killing, shove them into the space—gods and ghosts alike unaware.
Plus his top-tier criminal investigation ability, he erased all traces before leaving; with such abilities, it was in no way inferior to an evil spirit’s.
Seeing Cao Weida silent, Ono Shiota assumed he agreed with his view; he scratched his head in distress, eyes flickering with terror and fear:
“Miyamoto said this must be man-made; there’s no such unclean thing as evil spirits in the world, but I don’t believe it!”
“If this really is man-made, then what’s the difference between that person and an evil spirit?”
“Even more terrifying than an evil spirit!”
“Anyway, I’m scared; Cao Sang, last night’s supplies have arrived—quickly find a way to sell them, then use my share of the money to buy some cheap grain back. I’ll issue the approval slip!”
As he spoke, he handed over the already prepared approval slip and certificate, with a Citibank banknote for ten thousand silver dollars on top:
“Use this money to buy too; I leave it to you!”
Money can be earned anytime, but life is only one.
Ono Shiota now just wanted to quickly do some good deeds, accumulate some merit for himself, and pray that the inhuman—or rather, the superhuman—existence wouldn’t come for him!
He hadn’t lived enough yet.
“.” Cao Weida was amused and helpless; it seemed Ono Shiota was really scared badly.
But this was good too; after this fuss, any little devils with a shred of reverence should restrain themselves a bit—the people would benefit and suffer less; pretty good.
What Ono Shiota didn’t know was that this had really earned him some merit; since he was so sensible, at least until the full victory of the resistance against Japan, Cao Weida wouldn’t touch him.
“Good, then I’ll first thank Ono-kun on behalf of Beiping’s people for your generosity. I think even if there really is an evil spirit, with your act of doing good and accumulating virtue, it won’t come for you.”
“I hope so.” Ono Shiota prayed inwardly: please don’t come for me!
I apologize for the evil I did before; I’ll definitely atone properly.
I really haven’t lived enough!!!
Just as Cao Weida was about to leave, a phone call came in, startling Ono Shiota who was praying in his heart.
He hurriedly picked up the phone and chattered something.
After hanging up, he called out to Cao Weida: “Cao Sang, looks like I’ll have to trouble you a bit more.”
“Please say, Ono-kun.”
“Fujita-kun just called; they also hope to do some good deeds.”
Two hours later, Cao Weida returned to the police station and silently looked at the stack of Citibank banknotes in his hand.
Inside were Ono Shiota’s ten thousand, Fujita Sosuke’s five thousand, Kato Senzhang’s three thousand, Duobian Yi’s three thousand, Matsui Koji’s ten thousand.
Not only from the Army side, but even Meize Heiba’s five thousand.
All added up, a whopping thirty-six thousand silver dollars!
It seemed the saying that the richer they are, the more they fear death—and the richer and higher-status, the more they revere ghosts and spirits—was not without reason.
After a moment, he suddenly laughed out loud.
“Little Ear!”
Creak~
The office door opened, and Little Ear came in briskly: “Big Brother Cao.”
“Mm.” Cao Weida handed over a note with an address: “There’s a batch of supplies at this place, including a batch of rice. Take a quarter of the rice to your warehouse, and put another quarter on the black market to sell off.”
“Good.” Rice was very expensive these days, seven or eight silver dollars per jin, and even then in short supply.
For those rich people, this money was nothing; the important thing was being able to buy rice!
There were plenty who wanted to buy, flocking to it—no worry about selling!
“Also, find a way to gather a few truck drivers with good character and solid reputation, and tell them I have good news for them.”
