above the point of the knife

Chapter 7 Simple People (please collect!)
"Songjiang Daily", the Russian-language newspaper with the largest circulation in Ice City, is also subscribed to by Zhou Sen's home.

In the original memory, Anthony's father would read "Songjiang Daily" every day when he went to work in his company.

In this era, newspapers are one of the most direct ways for people to contact and understand the information of the outside world, and the only thing left is radio.

However, radios are not something ordinary people can buy. Not only are they expensive, but they also need to be registered. The Japanese strictly control the sale of radios and electronic components.

In this way, newspapers are very important in people's daily life.

Through the newspapers, the people in Bingcheng can only understand some local news, which can be extended to the territory of the puppet Manchukuo at most, and then go outside, that is what the Japanese want you to know, so you can know.

News blocking, news control, distorted view of history, restricted use of words, and domestication of ideas can be felt everywhere in Bingcheng.

This feeling of suffocation made Zhou Sen feel like he couldn't breathe.

Maybe it's because I just came here that I have such a strong feeling. Those who have been lying down already seem to have become numb.

Do I want to learn from them? If I get up, it will only take six or seven years...

His own editor was killed, and there is no news in the newspaper published by "Songjiang Daily" today.

Not even an obituary was issued.

It's just...

Zhou Sen didn't even know what words to use to describe this newspaper, it didn't even care about the lives of his own people, it was really weird.

The Songjiang Daily was located on Duan Street in Daoli District. Zhou Sen and the big man Wu En came here on a bicycle each.

A little policeman like him is not yet qualified to own a car as a means of transportation. With Zhou Sen's net worth, either it is impossible, or it is too ostentatious and easy to be targeted.

Under normal circumstances, bicycles are the most used means of transportation for patrolmen, followed by trams and animal-drawn carriages.

Bingcheng is different from cities like Xinjing (Changchun) and Fengtian (Shenyang). They have many rickshaws. Bingcheng has more horse-drawn carriages, which are divided into large and small. The big carriages are operated by Belarus, while the small carriages are operated by Chinese. , the difference is clear.

The ice city has a long winter, and the outside temperature is [-] to [-] degrees below zero. In such a cold day, it would be fatal to rely on manpower to pull a cart.

Lock the car, don't let the car be pushed away when you come out, the thief in Bingcheng is a formidable thief.

Not to mention the police, even the Japanese can still steal.

This is a small three-story brick-concrete building with a yellow facade and an eclectic style. There is a black plaque on the gate, which reads in Chinese and Russian: Bingcheng Songjiang Daily.

After showing your identity.

Led by a staff member, Zhou Sen went to the editing reception room on the second floor.

"Officer Zhou, Officer Wun, wait a moment."

"Yeah." It was the first time for Zhou Sen to walk into the Songjiang Daily office building. Unlike the busy and busy newspaper office scene he had imagined, it seemed to be relatively quiet here. People exchange a few words more.

Most of the people working here are White Russians, and there are only a few faces of Orientals, but they communicate in Russian or Japanese.

Needless to say, most of them are Japanese.

And judging from the attitude of the Belarusians, the status of the Japanese in the newspaper office is much higher than theirs. This is not like a newspaper office, but a government agency with strict discipline.

Given the Japanese control over the public opinion in Bingcheng, how could such a large Russian newspaper be let go, and the status of the Japanese employees in the newspaper, from this point of view, this Russian newspaper is probably under the control of the Japanese One of the tools of public opinion.

It is not difficult to understand that after the editor of this newspaper was killed at home, people from the Special Affairs Section of the Police Department would show up.

……

On the third floor, the president's office.

Osawa Falcon, in his 40s, is not tall, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, he looks like a cultural person.

In fact, he is a member of the Japanese Secret Service in Bingcheng, and his rank is still very high. He participated in planning the "September [-]th" Incident, and his hands were stained with the blood of the Chinese people.

However, in Bingcheng, not many people know about his past.

A paunchy, high-nosed Belarus in a suspender suit knocked on the door and walked in, bowing slightly: "President Osawa."

"Olenikov, please sit down." Ozawa Falcon stood up and greeted him.

Olenikov thanked, and sat down on the chair in front of Osawa Falcon's desk: "President, the editorial department is talking about the death of editor Serkin, and everyone guesses that Serkin's death is related to what he participated in the report before. 'Lake Hassan' incident."

Osawa Falcon narrowed his eyes slightly: "The 'Lake Hassan' incident has long passed, and the follow-up reports have also stopped long ago. If it was done by Soviet Russian agents, it would be a troublesome matter."

"Yes, if that's the case, then those who participated in the reporting of the 'Lake Hassan' incident will be in danger..." Olenikov showed deep worry and a trace of fear on his face.

Soviet Russian agents are haunting the Ice City. They are in the open and others are in the dark. It is impossible to say. The next person to die will be himself. Can you not be afraid?

"Probably not. The Soviet Russia's agent station in Ice City was destroyed by us not long ago. At this moment, they are seriously injured. I'm afraid they can't even pass the news to the country." Osawa Falcon said with a frown.

"President, if this is caused by personal grievances, then you will be relieved, but if it is not, then Sherkin is not the only one who is in danger..."

Speaking of this, there was a sudden knock on the door, interrupting their conversation.

"Please come in."

"President, two policemen have come, saying they came to find out about the killing of Editor Shelkin." It was Osawa Hayabusa's secretary who came in.

"Police, are you from the Bingcheng Police Department?"

"No, it seems to belong to Nangang Police Station."

"I'm in Daoli District, what are the police officers from Nangang Police Station doing here?" Daze Falcon asked with displeasure.

"President, Serkin's house is on Gogol Street, which is under the jurisdiction of the Nangang Police Station." Olenikov hurriedly explained, "Sherkin died in his own home, and the Nangang Police Station probably came here to ask some questions. .”

"Well, you can deal with it like this. It's best not to let them meddle in their own business." Osawa Falcon nodded and ordered.

Olenikov got up immediately: "Understood, President, I will do it right away."

……

The tea in front of him had almost bottomed out, and Zhou Sen finally met the senior executives of the newspaper, that is, the deputy editor-in-chief Olenikov.

After a brief introduction and pleasantries, Zhou Sen proposed to meet the president of Songjiang Daily, but Olenikov refused on the spot.

Seeing the other party's arrogant attitude, Zhou Sen also knew that he might not get any useful clues during his trip to the newspaper office today.

Anyway, he didn't have the idea to solve the case, and naturally he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

Simply asked about Shelkin's work situation and his interpersonal relationship with other people in the newspaper office.

Now that the cases were all returned from the Special Affairs Section of the Police Department, he focused on the two directions of "vendetta" and "love murder".

Sherkin's house showed no signs of being pried, at least so far no property loss has been found, and the scene does not meet the circumstances of burglary and murder.

It is said that Sherkin has a bad temper, and when his subordinates do things that don't go his way, they will yell at him. Many people don't like to work with him. This kind of person's offending character is naturally hated by others.

Another one, Shelkin is also very lustful, often goes to romantic places, and also prefers young girls.

all in all.

From Olenikov's mouth, regardless of his identity as a reporter and editor, this is a scumbag.

……

"President."

"Those two policemen have left?" Osawa Falcon stood behind the window with his hands behind his back, his voice was a little wandering, obviously not thinking about it.

"Yes, they just came here to learn about the situation. It's a routine matter. The superiors have explained it. If they don't come, they won't be able to return to the job." Olenikov lowered his head and held his chest. "According to your wishes, I sent them away."

"What did you say?" Osawa Falcon asked.

"I said something about Shelkin's grumpy temper, poor relationship with colleagues and subordinates, and some problems in life style..."

"Confused!" Daze Falcon turned around and snorted coldly.

Olenikov was startled, lowered his head hastily, and there was even a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, not knowing what was wrong with him.

Osawa Falcon narrowed his small eyes, and waved his hand: "Forget it, since you have said it all, let's do it like this, don't make trouble out of the way."

"Yes, President, what should I do with Shelkin's funeral?"

"Everyone is dead. After all, he is the editor of our newspaper office. We should issue an obituary first, and then go to the police station to inquire. Shelkin has no relatives in the ice city. The newspaper office will handle the funeral affairs on his behalf. Bring the body back as soon as possible and bury it. "Daze Falcon ordered.

"Understood, I'll do it now."

……

Wu En's biggest advantage is that he doesn't have so many problems, as long as he thinks it is right, he will do it.

For example, to protect Zhou Sen's safety.

"Wu En, where did you go the night before yesterday?" Zhou Sen asked, Wu En had always followed Yuan's body closely, and after he stayed at the Ningxiang Pavilion that night, he didn't find him when he came out early the next morning.

Instead, Ye San'er found the Ningxiang Pavilion first.

"I have been guarding the phone booth at the gate of Ningxiang Pavilion all night." Wu En explained.

"What, you've been guarding outside the gate all night, and it's more than 30 degrees below zero..." Zhou Sen was shocked. Is there really such a solid-minded person?
"Lao Liu gave me two bottles of shochu, a roast chicken, and a large bag of peanuts. I won't die from starvation or freezing." Wu En said with a grin, "If Brother Ye San came to see me the next day, I wouldn't have I didn't know you had gone home, young master."

What a fool!
But such a simple person is a treasure. Zhou Sen suddenly felt a trace of guilt in his heart. The original body took all this for granted, but he didn't think so. What's broken?

They are all raised by their parents, and they are born equal.

"Come on, Wu En, I'll take you to a restaurant." Zhou Sen said emotionally.

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