20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 367 Chess Player·Chess Piece
The bright sun hung high, melting the entire Fengtian City.

The ice skates like claws fell to the ground with a crackle, and the black snow water flowed south and north by the roadside.

Their pointed leather shoes clicked in the puddles, and the two Japanese men walked into the provincial office building in a menacing manner.

The two were diplomats from the consulate and investigators from the Southern Railway Corporation. Led by the guards and translators, they climbed up the stairs, followed the corridor, walked into a small conference room of thirty to forty square meters, and met Zhang Yuting, a member of the establishment.

The two parties introduced each other, performed the most basic etiquette, and then took their seats one after another.

Yesterday, there must be an explanation for the two shootings in the Southern Railway Annex.

The Japanese did not care about the casualties of the Chinese, but the personal and property safety of the empire's merchants and citizens must be protected.

"General Zhang——"

The diplomat spoke seriously, and the translator immediately relayed: "Yesterday's two shootings, one resulted in the death of a citizen of the empire, and the other threatened the business security of the empire. We ask you to punish those involved immediately."

According to the provisions of the "Four Civil Treaties", when a case occurs in a dependent area, if the defendant is an Oriental, it will be tried by the Oriental consul officer and Fengtian officials will listen; if the defendant is a Chinese, it will be tried by the Fengtian authorities and Oriental officials will listen; if both parties have The defendants shall be tried together.

"Are you investigating or covering up?" the Southern Railway investigator asked sharply.

Zhang Laogeda had heard about this case for a long time, but when he heard that an old man and a young man from the previous dynasty had been attacked, he became happy instead of angry.

If the Jiang family could "change their son" with the Zongshe Party, Lao Zhang would not hesitate at all. The problem was that he couldn't pay it off at all, so he was very happy to see rogue gangs like the Jiang family threaten and beat up the old and young in an unofficial way.

"General Zhang!"

Zhang Laogao laughed a few times and said, "Thank you for your kindness. You don't need to worry about public security. I used to work in the insurance team. I have more experience than you in the situation in the Northeast."

The Jiang family is useful to Zhang Laogeda, but it is by no means that important.

Just as the adjutant was about to explain, Zhang Laogeda asked: "You two really want to find out about this matter?"

Undoubtedly, he was eager to find an excuse to arrest the Zongshe Party lurking in the provincial capital, so as to eliminate his own serious troubles.

Zhang Laoge did not speak, and the adjutant beside him replied: "We are aware of the situation and the case is still under investigation. If there is any latest news, we will reply to you as soon as possible. In short, based on what we know now, these two shootings, It is not directed at the expatriates of your country, please feel free to worry."

However, the support of the Eastern Governor's Office from the Communist Party of China made him afraid of taking direct action.

After all, the Communist Party of China wants to restore the country and has competing interests with him.

"Isn't that okay?" Zhang Laogeda waved his hand, "I won't give it away!"

"Please don't think that with the support of General Tanaka, you can be unscrupulous and do whatever you want."

The two Japanese people stood up and said: "But one thing is that our attitude will not change. If our overseas Chinese are harassed in the dependent areas again, we will consider sending more garrison and police forces to 'assist' your country in improving Manchuria." the security situation.”

A confused account seems to be quite good.

The diplomat and the investigator looked at each other, thought about it, and softened their tough attitude a little.

The old pigtail is an important chess piece in the Oriental people's plan to split the earth and Manmeng. If you can protect it, of course you must protect it.

The diplomat of the consulate suddenly raised his voice, put his hands on the table, and leaned down like a beast ready to go. His originally frustrated tone added a hint of threat.

Lao Zhang put on an indifferent attitude and continued: "If you really want to find out, then let's do business! A slap in the face can't make a difference. If we really find out, then don't worry about Prince Baylor and the local gangsters. We'll catch them all. How about getting up and killing yourself?"

"We need to ask our superiors for instructions before we can respond to General Zhang's proposal."

The two Japanese people frowned.

His eyes were eagle-eyed, and he said word by word: "If you cannot guarantee the rights and interests of the Great Eastern Empire in Manchuria, we will look for a more suitable person to replace your current position."

"What the fuck!"

Zhang Laogao stood up and pointed at the other person's nose and cursed: "Consul General Yata still has to be polite to me, you are a fucking chicken, threatening me?"

However, the Japanese people ignored his vain anger and just nodded slightly and said: "General Zhang, take your leave."

When leaving the conference room, the two Japs couldn't help but muttered: "Bandits are bandits."

On the other side, Zhang Laogao calmed down his remaining anger and gradually calmed down.

He was just looking at the dishes and knew that the two Japanese people who came just now were not of high rank and it was not a formal meeting, so he cursed a few words.

He seems to have an innate sense of when to be tough and when to be flattering.

Zhang Laogeda sat down, thought for a while, and muttered: "It's a shame to control it!"

He did not issue any orders, nor did he make any clear statements, but the adjutant beside him silently remembered them in his heart.

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A subsidiary of the Southern Railway, Nanisu Expressway.

Translator Tan went to several newsstands along the street, whether in Chinese or foreign languages, and read through all the newspapers available in Fengtian City. His fingerprints were almost worn away, but he still didn't see any reports about Jiang Lianheng's assassination.

There were two occasional articles that mentioned two shooting cases in the annex, but they only described the circumstances of the case and did not involve specific persons.

Although there are rumors in the market that Jiang Lianheng was assassinated, more people firmly believe that the Jiang family is fine.

"It's over, it's over. Isn't this just a joke?" Translator Tan flipped through the newspaper and said to himself.

The newsstand vendor was not happy and said cursingly: "Hey! Do you want to buy it or not? If not, don't worry about it. You are treating it like paper money!"

"Crack!"

Translator Tan threw down the newspaper, turned around and left quickly. Following the wave speed, I walked east for more than ten minutes, stopped in front of the gate of a red mansion, looked around, and then looked down at the time. After waiting for a while, the door opened and Namin walked out of the Red Mansion.

The two met and seemed to have a disagreement over something. They argued at the door with angry faces and white faces.

"Crack! Click!"

Three to five minutes later, the two finally broke up.

Translator Tan waved his hand at Na Min impatiently, turned around and headed towards the Nantie Fengtian local office.

Two little beggars walked by in the street.

Na Min seemed a little discouraged. He stood there and shook his head helplessly, but did not turn around and return to the mansion. Instead, he looked around on the street for a while, then walked to a nearby newsstand, turned his back, and lowered his head to pick out a pictorial. .

Shao Qing, holding a cigarette in his mouth, walked to Na Min and turned his back.

"Crack! Click!"

The two of them stood side by side, talking mysteriously for a while without looking at each other.

Immediately afterwards, Suo Qie turned around and revealed his side face.

"Crack! Click!"

Suo Cheng frowned. He heard the sound of the shutter very keenly, quickly locked on the target, crossed the road, and walked quickly towards the camera.

With the sound of "click, click, click", his figure became larger and larger, and finally blocked the camera.

"Hey! What are you taking pictures of?"

The foreign devil put down the camera, looked puzzled, and asked in an awkward tone: "What are you doing? Please don't block my camera, I'm taking a picture of that person."

"Why are you filming him?" Suo Cheng asked suspiciously.

The foreign devil said dissatisfied: "I am a reporter, I don't need you to tell me what to do. Get out of here. I am very curious about that person's hair. What does it have to do with you?"

It’s already the Republic of China, but there are still people with braids.

Indeed, many foreigners are curious about this and are always paying attention to the movements of the Qing royal family and its aristocratic party members.

Suo Cheng did not dare to argue with the foreigners, so he had no choice but to cross the road, return to Na Min's side, and whisper: "Na Min, please be careful these days."

"What do you need to say?" Na Min said angrily, "The wolf was not killed, and there was no news. Han Xinyuan and Zhong Yushan still didn't contact us. Last night, something like this happened again. I Can you be careless?"

"Those Baylor masters are not going to run away, are they?"

"I was so scared that I peed myself! But to be honest, can you blame them? Isn't our prince also in Guandong Prefecture?"

"Hey! What did Miyata Ryuji say?"

"I don't know yet. I think that translator Tan is too selfish. He has been trying to persuade me to find a way to hire ronin to assassinate Jiang Lianheng again. He went to find Ryuuji Miyata, and he didn't know what the Japanese people were going to do. Yes. Yes, that student——"

"Clean."

"Okay! That's good! But it's hard to deal with the Jiang family if they don't follow the rules! Mr. Suo, tell me, it's been a while since we've been in Fengtian. Except for a few squires, there's no one with any power at all. To win them over and surround them with just money is unreliable."

He didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence - in just a few years, the world has changed?

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Guangyuan Bank, a branch in the north of the city.

In the study room in the backyard, Su Wenqi frowned and flipped through various newspapers, including local ones, a few Western ones, and a few Japanese ones. After flipping through them, he didn't see the news he wanted to see.

Su Wenqi raised his head and looked at Qian Boxun, as if asking him, but in fact he was asking himself: "Why is there no news about protests against the imperial system? Didn't it mean that there were students protesting and denouncing over there yesterday?"

Qian Boxun sighed and said: "Master, please listen to my advice, don't worry about these world affairs, let's just do business honestly, can't you? Since the outbreak of Xinhai, our bank's business has been stagnant, you... …Why are you still like this?”

"State affairs are family affairs. If the country does not rule the country, can the family still be a family?"

"Young master, the world rises and falls by the carnivores. We have to take care of ourselves first. The master's health is getting worse, but don't make him angry anymore. Besides, I think Lao Zhang is not bad either!"

Su Wenqi couldn't listen. He was indeed obsessed with saving the nation and had no intention of giving up.

Although Zhang Laogeda has a good reputation in Fengtian, Su Wenqi still firmly believes that Lao Zhang cannot save Northeast China.

The Republic should not be in the hands of such people.

Regardless of the president or Mr. Zhang, in his opinion, they are all the same.

He secretly contacted many foreign reporters, intending to expand his influence, but unexpectedly he also fell into the trap. Not only did he fail to do so, but he almost killed Jiang Lianheng.

Qian Boxun had to persuade him again and again: "Master, if you oppose Zhang Laogao in this situation, then our family will be completely out of luck. Don't offend Jiang Lianheng again because of misunderstanding. Otherwise, I will go to Jiang Go home and explain it to them in advance?"

Su Wenqi deeply felt that the future of his family and country was bleak. He shook his head and sighed: "Old Qian, Lian Heng and I are friends. But friendship is friendship. If he always works for others like this, something will happen sooner or later."

"Master, what do you mean..."

"Let's be honest!" Su Wenqi said, "He has the ability and the means. In fact, I have always wanted to persuade him to abandon the secret and turn to the bright side."

"He... I'm afraid he won't listen."

Jiang Lianheng's face appeared in Qian Boxun's mind, he shook his head quickly, and then said: "Besides, Master, who can tell clearly, which side is dark and which side is light? "

(End of this chapter)