wind in the dark night

Chapter 215 Breaking the promise

Two hours ago.

Office of the Director of Affairs Department.

Yu Jincheng was flipping through the newspaper absentmindedly.

There was a knock on the door and the detention center director Wu Jing pushed the door open and walked in.

Yu Jincheng stood up to greet him: "You are such a busy man. I haven't seen you all day. How did you find time to come to my place? Please take a seat."

Wu Jing sat down: "Cleaning the detention center, come out and get some fresh air."

Wu Jing is also from Shanghai. As fellow townsmen, the two often interact with each other.

Yu Jincheng brewed two cups of tea: "It's almost time to get off work, and I'm just thinking about cleaning."

Wu Jing sighed: "The east wind is not favorable to Zhou Lang, and the two Qiao sisters are locked up in Tongque Spring. It is said that if a person is born at the wrong time in this life, everything is in vain."

Yu Jincheng smiled and said, "You suddenly felt emotional. Did something happen to you?"

Wu Jing complained, "You didn't see it. Just now in the detention center, Lieutenant Park gave me a lecture, saying that the detention center had poor hygiene conditions. How could he, a mere lieutenant from Jiandao Province, be so qualified to give orders in the Security Bureau? He really thinks he is a piece of cake!"

Yu Jincheng said, "Calm down and have some tea."

Wu Jing said: "So I said, I was born at the wrong time. Thirty years earlier, our Ulanara clan would have belonged to the White Banner, one of the top three banners. With my status, I would have been at least a Beile. But now, I have to hang my head and listen to a Korean bastard's lecture. I thought that with the name of the Ulanara clan, I would be valued in Manchukuo, but I would rather stay in Shanghai!"

Yu Jincheng said, "Don't be too anxious, it will get better slowly. I heard that they started to recognize people today. How is it going? Is there any result?"

Wu Jing shook his head: "I met six people today, none of them are the ones. According to the list provided by Captain Nomura, there are a total of eighty-three people in Binjiang Province."

"How come there are only six of us here? Where are the others?"

Yu Jincheng pretended to be nonchalant.

He wanted to learn more about this through Wu Jing.

Wu Jing said: "The families of international students are either rich or noble. How can those young ladies cooperate with the investigation if they are not urged two or three times?"

Yu Jincheng thought for a moment and said, "I heard that there are also people who work and study."

Wu Jing nodded: "Work-study programs are available, but they are a minority after all. Let's not talk about this, it has nothing to do with us. How about, Director Yu, let's find a place to have a drink tonight?"

Yu Jincheng was surprised: "Do you have time in the evening?"

Wu Jing picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. "I just received a notice that the water supply and epidemic prevention team will send people to thoroughly disinfect the detention center inside and outside. Everyone in the detention center will have a long vacation - including me. Since Song Jing came to the Security Bureau, I have been on duty every day. I am exhausted like a bastard. Finally, I can take a day off."

Yu Jincheng said jokingly, "Lieutenant Park is right. This is cleaning and disinfection, which shows that the hygiene in the detention center is really not good."

Wu Jing snorted, "They are just looking for trouble. Can you imagine how clean the place where the prisoners are staying can be?"

"Disinfection is necessary. The detention center and the office building are in the same yard. If a plague really breaks out, none of us can escape."

"That's true."

“Disinfection will take a long time, right?”

"It's said to start at eight o'clock. I estimate it will take at least an hour..."

Wu Jing switched the topic smoothly: "I'll take you to a good place tonight. There's a new brothel in Police Academy Hutong. The prostitutes are all from Japan. I heard there are some virgins. You like innocent girls, right? I found this place specially."

Yu Jincheng said: "I appreciate your kindness."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not free tonight."

"You are a bachelor, what can you do at night?"

"I made a date with a girl."

"What kind of girl?"

Wu Jing became curious.

Yu Jincheng said: "She's from a good family, and we've only known each other for a short time. When the time is right, you can help me check her out and see what she's like."

"No problem. I believe in your judgment. If you pick something, it must be right. Alas, you have a date with a beautiful lady, so I have no choice but to go alone!"

Wu Jing stood up and walked out.

At this time, a shout in Japanese came from downstairs: "Everyone get off the car, line up in a row - stand at attention! Turn right, march - go!"

Yu Jincheng came to the window and looked out.

There was a military vehicle parked downstairs with the words "Water Supply and Epidemic Prevention" printed on the door. Under the command of a sergeant, a group of Japanese soldiers walked towards the backyard.

Seeing this scene and combining it with what Wu Jing said, Yu Jincheng had a plan in mind. He opened the drawer, took out a folding knife and put it in his arms.

...In front of the detention center.

The two sides have fought for three rounds. Not only is the second lieutenant unharmed, but he is also not panicked at all. He is calm and composed, and it is obvious that he is a martial artist.

"I underestimated you..."

Kitahara Masao murmured.

He used the same trick again, first slowly circling around the lieutenant twice, then when the moment was right, he suddenly shouted and rushed forward with his knife raised.

The saber hit the top of his head and chopped down.

The lieutenant dodged.

Kitahara Masao changed his tactics midway and slashed horizontally again. If one could not dodge in time, the best that could be done would be ripped open, and the worst that could be done would be death on the spot.

Kitahara Masao is determined to succeed with this move.

So he tried his best.

In a split second, the lieutenant had no way to avoid it. He took a deep breath and tried to shrink his body as far as he could, with his stomach shrinking two centimeters.

It was these two centimeters that helped him narrowly avoid the tip of the knife.

But his clothes had been cut.

Kitahara Masao was shocked. He didn't expect his opponent had this trick. His move was already old and he couldn't take it back. The second lieutenant seized the opportunity and hit Kitahara Masao on the back of his hand with a backhand stick.

A clang!
The saber slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Kitahara Masao took two steps back. He could hardly believe his eyes. A fourth-degree master in kendo, he was easily defeated by a prisoner of war.

“I think I won.”

The lieutenant threw the stick away.

Kitahara Masao looked at him: "Have you ever learned martial arts?"

The lieutenant shook his head: "No."

"impossible!"

"I am from the 29th Army's Broadsword Team."

"...Big Sword Team?"

Kitahara Masao's eyes widened.

The second lieutenant said calmly: "In the battle of Xifengkou, I cut down six people. Your so-called swordsmanship is just exaggerated. It's not that powerful."

During the Battle of Xifengkou, the 29th Army of the National Army sent out a big knife team consisting of soldiers, which attacked the Japanese army's camps several times at night and killed hundreds of enemy soldiers.

From then on, the Big Sword Team became famous.

"That is to say, six imperial soldiers died at your hands!"

Kitahara Masao picked up the saber.

The lieutenant thought seriously for a while and said, "Let me count... there are more than six. Adding them together, there must be at least thirteen or fourteen. I can even defeat you, let alone those who are worse than you."

"Asshole! I'm going to kill you!"

Kitahara Masao's eyes flashed with ferocity.

The second lieutenant laughed: "I knew that you, an old devil, can't be trusted. Come on, I've killed so many devils, it's enough!"

Kitahara Masao raised his knife and started chopping.

The second lieutenant suddenly ducked and tried to snatch the opponent's saber. It would be a great success if he could kill a high-ranking official before he died.

boom!
With a gunshot.

Park Young-jae pulled the trigger.

The lieutenant was shot and fell to the ground.

Kitahara Masao glanced at Park Young-jae and asked, "Who told you to shoot?"

Park Young-jae said respectfully, "Chief Beiyuan, he wants to take your knife."

"Grab the knife? He doesn't have the ability to do that!"

Having just been defeated, this statement seemed a little lacking in confidence. Kitahara Masao changed the subject and said to the sergeant beside him: "Take the next one!"

(End of this chapter)