Chapter 289: In This District Office, I’m The Boss!
He recalled the breathing sound he had just heard from next door, and thinking back to this traitor’s file, an absurd and hilariously ridiculous guess surged into his mind—damn it, this damn traitor was actually using his own wife to serve the little devils!!
Thinking of this possibility, Cao Weida couldn’t help but laugh out of anger.
You know, men all care about face, and one’s own wife is a taboo for almost all men, something they absolutely won’t let another man touch!
This traitor was really broad-minded, putting a green hat on himself and sleeping so peacefully, this damn traitor was really hardcore!
Glancing at the woman being held by the little devil, another thought suddenly popped into his mind: speaking of which, was it that damn traitor who actively sent his wife, or did this woman throw herself at him?
It wasn’t him maliciously speculating, but the information in his hand gave him such a guess.
This woman was indeed quite attractive, with a good figure and a face that had the air of a seductive woman, but who would have thought that such a pretty and voluptuous woman would actually be a traitor who sold out her country for glory.
This woman was no good thing; ever since the Japanese took control of Beiping, she had helped the little devils destroy several traffic stations.
Generally speaking, people’s wariness toward women is much weaker than toward men.
And precisely because of this, this woman, just like Kawashima Yoshiko, took advantage of women’s convenience, accidentally discovering flaws in several inexperienced underground party comrades, then following the clues to destroy the underground traffic stations.
Forget it, why think so much, just send them both down together.
Without further hesitation, two long needles appeared at his fingertips, shooting into their temples with the speed of lightning.
The two who were in deep sleep didn’t even hum a sound, and just passed away peacefully like that.
After confirming that both were dead, with a wave of his hand, he collected the corpses, then went to the next room, repeating the same trick of killing and collecting the bodies.
He did another thorough sweep of the room, finding some money and valuables, and returned fully loaded.
The next day, the weather was fine and sunny, with clear skies.
But standing outside the Director’s Office, Supervision Office Section Chief Guang Yuhua’s mood was not as bright and cheerful as the weather; his heart was pounding, and he was carrying a zitan wooden box in his hand.
The box was not light; inside was an ancient inkstone he had picked up from Liulichang some time ago, and underneath the inkstone were two hefty silver notes—this was his all-nighter ‘apology gift.’
Last night, recalling the day’s events, he had tossed and turned all night; he knew all too well the rules of this puppet police station—in territory backed by the Japanese, with the Japanese as backer, the Director could never be opposed by Deputy Director Ji Hongxin, who had some high official in the puppet government as his backer.
He had already shown ‘lack of sincerity’ before; if he didn’t spend money to show his sincerity, whether he could keep his position was secondary—at the things he had done, if the Director wanted to hold him accountable, his head might even roll!
After adjusting his emotions, he gently knocked on the door.
“Come in.” The Director Cao Weida’s voice came from inside.
Guang Yuhua pushed the door open and entered, glanced at Zheng Chaoyang on the side, hurried to the desk in two strides instead of three, presented the wooden box with both hands, and bent at the waist almost to his knees:
“Director, yesterday your subordinate was foolish and delayed congratulating you, I really deserve to die!”
“This ancient inkstone is a small token from your subordinate, I hope you won’t disdain it.”
Cao Weida looked down at the case file, didn’t even lift his eyelids, and tapped his fingertips on the desk: “Section Chief Guang is thoughtful, but I don’t know about your ability to get things done.”
These words revealed no joy or anger; although the morning temperature wasn’t high, Guang Yuhua felt stiflingly hot, with sweat heating up his back.
He knew this was the other side hinting that it wasn’t enough yet.
Now, sweat seeped from his forehead; he quickly added: “You’ve just arrived, and the District Office has many twists and turns; for those previous grain theft cases, your subordinate has some leads and was planning to report to you after investigating clearly.”
As he spoke, he pulled a document from his pocket and placed it on top of the box.
At these words, Cao Weida finally raised his head; his gaze lingered on the box for a moment, then swept over Guang Yuhua’s face, and suddenly he smiled.
“Section Chief Guang’s awareness is quite good; I see your ability to get things done isn’t bad either. Look, you’ve brought me a big gift right away.”
He gave Zheng Chaoyang a look, and Zheng Chaoyang understood, went over and took the box and document together to hand over.
Cao Weida fiddled with the document but didn’t hurry to open it, instead saying playfully:
“I think the things inside, with Section Chief Guang’s ability, shouldn’t have any mistakes, right, Section Chief Guang?”
Guang Yuhua wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled obsequiously: “Please rest assured, Director; your subordinate naturally wouldn’t dare to deceive you—the things listed here are all genuine.”
Hearing this, Cao Weida slowly opened it and looked at a couple of pages, then nodded and silently tucked it into his pocket.
Then he opened the wooden box, his fingertips tracing the patterns on the ancient inkstone, glanced at the silver notes underneath, and his face showed a smile: “This inkstone is good; I’ll accept it.”
At these words, Guang Yuhua’s suspended heart finally settled, and he hurriedly responded: “Your subordinate will definitely serve as your Director’s vanguard and rearguard from now on and never be muddleheaded again!”
Cao Weida smiled, leaned back in the boss chair looking at him, and nodded satisfiedly.
In this District Office, I am the boss!
Actually, he really didn’t care about these gifts; what he wanted was to let these subordinates know who was really in charge of this District Office!
With a wave of his hand, he sent him out, lit a cigarette, and handed one to Zheng Chaoyang:
“Have those people all gathered?”
“Two haven’t come yet; the others have arrived and are waiting in the meeting room; they’ve been waiting for about twenty minutes—should we go now?”
“No rush, let them stew first; let’s smoke.”
That bunch running gambling houses and cigarette stalls, none of them were pushovers; give them a show of strength first.
“Tell me first who those two who didn’t come are.”
He didn’t care who came; who didn’t come was what he cared about most.
This old man is now the Director, their immediate boss overhead!
Convening them for a meeting, and they dared not come?
Isn’t this blatantly not putting this old man in their eyes!
“One is called Zheng Wanchou, one is called Yu Chang; here are their files.”
Taking the files and looking them over, Cao Weida raised his brows and sneered: “Oh ho, they actually have a relationship with Director Song; feels like they have a backer, so they’re fearless.”
Director Song was no stranger to him; after grabbing Guo Dashuai, it was this Director Song who called Xu Hancheng’s office to apply pressure.
Nominally, Director Song was upper leadership of the Police Station.
But so what, thinking with Director Song as backer, I wouldn’t dare do anything to you?
His hand reached under the desk and pressed a red button.
This thing was a call bell, connected to a small bell outside, working on the same principle as modern hospital call bells.
Soon, Little Ear pushed the door in: “Big Brother Cao, you called me?”
When he took office as Director, he couldn’t directly bring over his previous team.
Of course, those team members were still under Cao Weida’s leadership.
In other words, he not only served as Director of the Fifth District Office but also held the position of Director in the Police Station.
Of course, as a new Director, he couldn’t bring zero of his own people, or he’d be a lone commander.
So, at least he needed his own team to quickly control the situation.
And Little Ear and Zheng Chaoyang were among the few team members he brought.
He handed over the files in his hand: “Go, bring people and weapons, and invite these two people here for me!”
“I don’t care if it’s voluntary or not; even if it’s corpses, drag them back to the District Office for me!”
Daring not to give me face, why should I give you face!
You don’t want to come?
I’ll make sure you come no matter what!
If people won’t do, then corpses will have to!
“Good, I’ll go right now!”
Little Ear said no more, took the list, and went to muster troops.
While Little Ear was leading people and weapons, full of murderous intent to ‘invite people,’ on the other side at Shancheng Military Statistics Bureau headquarters.
These days, Boss Dai hadn’t slept a good night; ever since the Yuzhong Campaign started, the Japanese Army North China Area Army crossed the Yellow River, heading straight for the Pinghan Railway in central Henan.
In the middle of this month, the Japanese Army defeated the main force of the Kuomintang First Theater, invaded western Henan, occupied Shaan County on the 18th, Luoyang fell on the 20th; the Yuzhong Campaign lasted 37 days total, yet the Kuomintang lost 38 cities.
Large areas of central Henan fell, First Theater troops routed like a tide!
Now, the Japanese Army was assembling forces, advancing toward Changsha and Hengyang; the Old Man urgently needed intelligence on Japanese military movements, and their Military Statistics Bureau’s intelligence pressure was unprecedented.
As the boss of the Military Statistics Bureau, one can imagine Boss Dai’s pressure.
Having not slept last night and already dizzy, Boss Dai had just prepared to rest a bit when he was interrupted by urgent knocking.
“What is so urgent.” Boss Dai’s tone carried dissatisfaction.
“Boss, Deputy Section Chief Fang Jiamiao of the Military Intelligence Section killed the surveillance and ran!” Secretary Mao urgently spoke, and the news struck the somewhat groggy Boss Dai like thunder, plunging him into an ice cellar, with all drowsiness instantly gone.
The Military Intelligence Section was no ordinary department; it controlled a large amount of military intelligence!
Especially with the Changheng Campaign about to start, this department held quite a bit of military movement information!
And as Deputy Section Chief of the Military Intelligence Section, Fang Jiamiao had the right to access these files!
Escaping at this time, if for other reasons it might be okay, but if Fang Jiamiao defected to the Japanese…
“Boss, we’ve already activated the review system; Fang Jiamiao’s sudden escape must have had inside help—we likely have a mole internally.”
“Now’s not the time to pursue that!” Boss Dai’s brows furrowed into a river character, hands rubbing his face hard, and said in an icy tone: “The internal mole must be eliminated for sure, but the most urgent now is, which side is Fang Jiamiao on, and which direction did he flee!”
