Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2562: Major Junan’s Rhapsody!

At the same time, in a dim office of the Chuncheng Gendarmerie, a depressing and dull atmosphere permeated.

The dim light from the shaky bulbs on the ceiling barely illuminated every corner of the room, but it seemed unable to dispel the lingering frenzy.

Junan, the captain of the military police, was sitting behind a large desk. His fingers tapped the desk unconsciously, making a "dong dong" sound that was particularly harsh in the quiet office.

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed irritation and anxiety.

He seemed to be waiting for someone, looking towards the office door from time to time.

But the person he was waiting for was nowhere to be seen, and he could only subconsciously tap the table with his fingers.

"Report to your Excellency, that person is here."

At this moment, the guard came to report.

Junan let out a long sigh and ordered, "Let him in."

"Hi!"

The guard responded and then made a gesture of invitation outside. It was obvious that this person had a high status in the eyes of the Japanese.

Of course, at least that's the case in Junan.

A moment later, an old man in his sixties slowly walked in from the main door of the office.

He was wearing clothes like a beggar, with patches on top of patches, and many places on his clothes were almost strips of cloth.

Then the strips of cloth were wrapped around each other, and it looked like a big bird with fluffy feathers.

His hair was casually combed back into a small braid with a few strands of silver thread falling from it, adding a bit of unruly and vicissitudes of life.

Although the old man's face is full of wrinkles, his eyes are still bright.

He was playing with a string of crystal clear Buddhist beads in his hand, twisting them gently from time to time, and walked in with a smile on his lips.

But Junan didn't look happy at this time, and asked immediately: "In Chuncheng, the imperial army suffered heavy losses. The guns they used should have been purchased from your black market, right?"

The old man laughed and said, "Junan Taijun, you are talking about what happened in the mountain villa in the south of the city, right? What does this have to do with our black market?"

Junan questioned: "Didn't they buy their weapons and ammunition from you? I have definite evidence that they went to your black market!"

The old man still maintained his smile and said, "Junan Taijun, since your people knew about it, why didn't they report it to you at the time? I didn't stop them, didn't I? Hehehe!"

"idiot!"

Junan was angry, but he had nothing to say, because indeed, since his people had already seen the other party a long time ago, why didn't they report it at that time?
Of course, it’s not that the Japanese spies don’t want to report, because there are many people trading in the black market every day. Do they have to report every day?

And nothing had happened for more than a year, so no one thought that someone was buying weapons on the black market, which was detrimental to the imperial army.

What's more, they only found out that it was Boss Zhang who took people to the black market, and at that time, they had not received any news about the arrest of Boss Zhang.

But later, when I received it, Boss Zhang ran away at some point.

Therefore, the Japanese spies could only report that the weapons of the rebels were suspected to be purchased from the black market.

In other words, there is no direct evidence in Junan.

Of course, is there any need for evidence in Junan? He looked at the smiling old man in front of him with a sinister look.

But just when he was about to say something, the old man took out a small red box the size of a palm from his arms, placed it gently on the table, and then pushed it in front of Junan.

The old man slowly said, "This is this month's share of money. Junan Taijun, the black market is a cash cow, you can't let it fail!"

Junan was still a little hesitant. If it was this amount of money at ordinary times, he would feel at ease accepting it.

But this time, so many senior officials died.

But unexpectedly, the old man said, "I think the weapons of the rebels were brought in from outside. How can we have so many weapons in the black market? Besides, the people in the villa used knives, right? No one used guns. Are knives not allowed to be sold in the black market?"

Junan's eyes lit up and he nodded immediately.

But he still instructed: "If any strangers enter the black market again, they must report to me."

"Okay, Junan Taijun. I'll be back then."

The old man turned around and slowly walked towards the office door. He looked so old and frail that it seemed as if he might fall down at any time.

Seeing this, Junan said, "Shall I send a car to take you back?"

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The old man waved his hand and said, "That's too ostentatious!"

As the old man was speaking, he had already left Junan's office and his figure gradually disappeared in the dim corridor.

Junan opened the box and found twenty neatly arranged gold bars inside.

He sighed and thought, "This gold bar is a good thing. How many people are willing to bend over for it?"

Of course, he couldn't keep all the money for himself, because there were many people who could protect him.

He was a son-in-law of the Ito family, and his father-in-law was the commander of the Japanese army in Chuncheng - General Ito.

Therefore, it is precisely because of this that the black market can survive.

He quickly called his father-in-law, and a deep voice came from the other end of the line: "Speak!"

Junan said quickly: "Father, I have investigated clearly that the weapons of the rebels were not purchased on the black market. Moreover, the imperial army in the South City Villa were killed by knives. It is indeed too far-fetched to link it with the black market. And the old man never reduced our monthly payment. I think this matter, "

"Baga, are you a fool? Don't I know that the imperial army of Chengnan Villa was killed by swords? I asked you to call that old guy here so that you can give him a beating and get more benefits from him. You are simply a hopeless person. Do you still need me to teach you this method of making money?"

"Father is right, father is right. I will do it right away!"

Junan quickly replied, but at this time, General Ito rebuked him again: "If you say you are a fool, then you are a fool. Have you already accepted the other party's money and did not pursue too much responsibility? If you now use this matter to ask for bribes, isn't it too obvious?

You have to remember, although I have the final say in Chuncheng, there are still a group of old guys in the headquarters watching me! If there is any problem on your side, it will be even more difficult for me.

So you must remember that you should never give others a handle to use against you. This is the way to survive in the officialdom. Do you understand?"

"Hi!"

Junan responded quickly and loudly, and waited until the other party hung up the phone before he hung up gently.

At this time, although Junan was scolded, he did not hate his father-in-law at all. Because everything he had was given by his father-in-law, and he had been teaching him how to be an official.

He is very satisfied with his current life, so he wants to make more money to impress his father-in-law!