Lost and Spy

Chapter 1424 The storm continues
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August 8, the second day of the rice price turmoil.

The night before, apart from ordering the distribution of weapons and strengthening the guard, Fukujin Zhide was not particularly worried.

After all, the protesting crowd had gradually dispersed before nightfall.

They're just here to vent.

Then?

Then no.

He is Japanese, here is a Japanese rice shop, and there are patrols outside to protect him, these Chinese people dare not do anything.

However, before Mihang opened the door in the morning, he had already heard the urgent calls of his subordinates:

"Those Chinese people, here they come again!"

Fukujin Zhide hastily opened the window and took a look, his face changed suddenly.

Before 7 o'clock, hundreds of people had already gathered outside Mihang.

"idiot!"

Fukujin Zhide scolded fiercely: "Let those policemen come back immediately!"

"Boom!"

I don't know who it was, and threw a stone straight to the second floor, hitting the window heavily.

Fukujin Zhide was taken aback.

Then, the shouts of Shanghai people came from outside:

"Stable rice prices, we want to live!"

"idiot!"

Fukujin Zhide closed the window angrily.

……

Jing'an Temple arrest room.

Inspector Robert picked up the phone and said in stiff Chinese:
"I want to find Mr. Zhuang..."

Mr. Zhuang is Zhuang Xindao.

Chairman of Shanghai Rice and Grain Federation, Honorary Advisor of Shanghai Charity Federation, Honorary Chairman of SH Citizens Aid Association, Shanghai...

In short, a lot of names.

Although this person is not a traitor in name, his attitude has long been inclined to the Japanese.

In public, he was in favor of the Anti-Japanese War, and even donated money for the Anti-Japanese War.

But on key issues, he will always quietly assist the Japanese side.

Regarding the price of rice, he basically obeyed Fukujin Zhide's opinion and hoarded a large amount of goods, causing the price of rice to remain high.

People like this are more deceptive and more destructive.

After a while, Zhuang Xindao's voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm Zhuang Xindao... Ah, Inspector Robert, what's the matter with you calling so early?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhuang, you probably know about the protests that happened at Fujin Rice Bank yesterday... Yes, those protest teams have started to gather again, and I need your assistance..."

"My assistance?"

"Mr. Zhuang, listen to me, you are the president of the Shanghai Rice Grain Federation, and you have great influence. Moreover, you have great personal charm and social status, so I need your help."

"Please tell me, how can I help?"

"It's up to you to persuade those protesting teams to disperse."

Zhuang Xindao hesitated for a moment: "Will they listen to me?"

"Yes, I will." Inspector Robert said with certainty: "Because I know that you have an irresistible charm, those ordinary people will definitely listen to your persuasion. Don't worry about your safety, I will protect you personally .”

"Okay, then I'll go right away."

The phone hangs up.

Inspector Robert asked curiously: "How do you know he will agree?"

"What honorary consultant, honorary chairman." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "He has a total of fifteen honorary positions. This kind of person is often very greedy for vanity, and especially likes those so-called fame. Now, you make a big show like this." Once the wave of protests dissipates because of him, this is something he can brag about for the rest of his life."

Inspector Robert smiled.

Inspector Sinclair himself had a conversation with him since he became Inspector, with only one thought in mind:
We foreigners come to Shanghai to make money, not because of any lofty ideals.

Those are all illusory things.

But if you want to make money peacefully in Shanghai, there is one person you can't get around:
Meng Shaoyuan!
Inspector Robert accepted Sinclair's advice and had a meeting with Meng Shaoyuan immediately.

Then, he found himself making the wisest choice.

Meng Shaoyuan made him a lot of money.

Of course, he also helped Meng Shaoyuan a lot.

He and Meng Shaoyuan quickly became close "friends".

Friends, once established on the basis of interests, this kind of "friendship" is unbreakable.

"Then, I think you can set off to protect Mr. Zhuang's safety."

Meng Shaoyuan picked up an apple and took a big bite:
"Well, it's so sweet."

……

At 8 a.m., the crowd of protesters was close to 1000.

The momentum is huge and the crowd is full of enthusiasm.

The number is still increasing.

According to reliable sources, a large number of SH citizens who missed yesterday's protest are flocking here.

After all, the level of rice prices is related to the survival of every family.

You can't expect every ordinary person to be a staunch patriot, and you can't expect them to shed their blood for the country anytime, anywhere.

However, the soaring price of rice is closely related to their lives.

When they feel that they can't live anymore, as long as someone utters deceptive slogans and group behaviors, they will be involved involuntarily.

Many peasant uprisings in Chinese history were based on this foundation.

Liu Tiepi looked around.

His brethren were already mingled with the crowd.

Today, the Green Gang dispatched a total of [-] disciples.

So far, half of the more than a thousand protesters are disciples of the Youth Gang.

Their mission was simple, to make the protest as violent as possible and turn it into a riot.

Liu Tiepi was also a well-known thug of the Qing Gang in the past, and he was well-known for his "Thirteen Taibao horizontal training", which is why he got the nickname "Tie Pi".

But he also knows that bullets and cannons are flying all over the sky, and his "Thirteen Taibao Henglian" body has long since lost the market.

An iron cloth shirt with a gold bell cover can't stop a bullet!
He once saw with his own eyes that one of his brothers, a disciple of Fujian Shaolin laymen, was so powerful that he could not get close to three or five people with his single-handed Luohan fist.

But once, when he went to seek revenge, he was killed by a bullet from the enemy.

There is no chance of "black tiger digging out its heart" or "stripping Huashan Mountain with force".

Therefore, Liu Tiepi gave up his "Thirteen Taibao horizontal training" and began to concentrate on practicing guns.

This time, it was Chang Chizhou himself who ordered the team to lead the team, so that the protests would make a big noise.

He quietly touched the gun hidden in his waist, and then shouted loudly:

"Stable rice prices, we want to live!"

"Stable rice prices, we want to live!"

Shout out, wave after wave!
A car stopped in the distance.

Zhuang Xindao got out of the car under the protection of two bodyguards.

so many people?

Zhuang Xindao felt a little regretful.

I knew it would not come.

"Where are the people from the patrol room, are they here?"

"Come on, come on, right there!"

Zhuang Xindao looked forward and saw that Inspector Robert finally appeared with a dozen policemen, and he was slightly relieved.

To quell the wave of protests, you will surely become famous in one battle!
(End of this chapter)