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Chapter 499 The situation in Binhai District is too complicated

The water at the seaside was too deep, and Wang Yunxiao felt a little out of control.

Unlike the original old town area of ​​Nantong District which has preserved the ancient cultural heritage, the situation in Haibin District can be summarized as flourishing on the surface but chaos in private.

On the first night of exploring the seaside area with his brothers, Wang Yunxiao was hit by the dimensionality reduction of multiculturalism.

The white people are guarding the country's border, so I have become a Japanese?

Wang Yunxiao didn't know much about the Fuso people in this world. To put it simply, they were divided into two groups. Those with tattoos on their faces were naturalized citizens, and those without tattoos on their faces were not considered human beings. They would be killed if they were seen, and it was not against the law to kill them.

The bad thing is that it is not considered human.

Without tattoos, what standard do you use to judge whether he is a Japanese?
Hmm...short, speaks Japanese, and has a fierce temperament...

After running all the way to escape the patrol police, Wang Yunxiao calmed down and looked at his brothers' appearance, and suddenly he was speechless.

We were just young!
But you can't explain this clearly.

Since this policy is specifically aimed at the Japanese, there must be a reason for it.

Behind every weird regulation there is inevitably an even weirder story.

For example, patients are not allowed to use the microwave ovens in the inpatient departments of hospitals in later generations. This is not because there is any discrimination against patients, but because there really are old men who use microwave ovens to heat their insoles.

Objectively speaking, there was nothing wrong with the yellow-haired patrolman's response and vigilance. It was Wang Yunxiao and his gang who were unreasonable. Even if you are not Japanese, you look like you are going to have a fight, and people will still intervene if they see you.

The real problem is that someone shouted "Aunt".

"Is Eryang okay?"

"fine!"

Eryang was slashed on the shoulder. Although he had closed the distance between them and the opponent did not use his full strength, a wound deep enough to see the bone was left on his shoulder. But now that it has been bandaged, the bleeding has stopped.

The advantage of the government soldiers is that they are tough and durable.

Although it doesn’t sound that cool or fancy enough, and it doesn’t even have the passion of a boys’ comic protagonist.

But as the old saying goes, as long as the mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.

Not only was he fine after being stabbed by someone, he even snatched the knife away.

Wang Yunxiao took the knife and took a look at it, and he was sure that it was undoubtedly the samurai sword used by the Japanese.

The question is, where did this Japanese person come from? It's understandable to meet a patrolman on the street, but how could it be such a coincidence that I met a Japanese person who put the blame on me as soon as he opened his mouth.

You can say that he had planned it in advance, but even Wang Yunxiao himself didn't know he would walk down this street ten minutes ago. Who could arrange such a trap in advance?
Something is wrong, very wrong.

Wang Yunxiao smelled a hint of conspiracy, but he couldn't figure out who the conspiracy was directed at.

He casually threw the samurai sword onto the roof next to him. You can't carry this thing with you, otherwise it will be even more difficult to explain.

"Youtiao, Youzi, and Eryang, the three of you take your people and go separately, sneak in to test the situation. Loach Jiaozi, go to the station and find a car. After half an hour, no matter if you find the people or not, leave!"

A dozen people gathered together would indeed be conspicuous, but if they were separated, it would not be so easy to attract attention. As long as they did not encounter those nervous patrolmen, most people would not associate them with the Japanese.

After arranging his brothers, Wang Yunxiao returned to the street alone.

He had to figure out what kind of evil wind was blowing tonight.

There are quite a lot of policemen on the street. It seems that it is not just a matter of that one shot. They may have had some action tonight, otherwise they would not have sent out so many policemen.

Wang Yunxiao himself is the most qualified person to speak on how short-staffed the police station is.

In the small area of ​​Nantong District, the police station never had enough manpower, and Qin Xiangdong often had to call the army to borrow people to help. The area of ​​Haibin District was several times the size of Nantong District, so would they have enough manpower?
Wang Yunxiao saw several patrolmen questioning each other door to door, but he was not worried about being recognized. First of all, it was dark and there were many of them. Unless the yellow-haired patrolman who fired the gun had a photographic memory like Wang Yunxiao and could take shorthand sketches, he might not be able to tell others what he looked like.

Secondly, Wang Yunxiao was a stranger here and no one knew him.

Moreover, even if the police want to look for someone, they will look for a gang, and will not pay too much attention to passers-by walking on the street alone.

Wang Yunxiao observed the police's movements, had some guesses in his mind, and walked into a store on the street to borrow a phone.

"Hello, this is the Customs Emergency Response Team..."

"Captain Yan, I'm Wang Yunxiao."

"Oh, Captain Wang, is there another big job?"

Why do you expect me to do something big every day?
But Wang Yunxiao thought about it and realized that it was indeed his own problem. He was not very good at handling interpersonal relationships, and the calls he made to Yan Yu'an were mostly about work.

What else can two men talk about on the phone?
"Captain Yan, are you busy now?"

"Asking means being busy."

"Okay, I just want to ask if the Seaside District Police Station has any activities tonight?"

"You are the police department, and you come to ask me about this?"

"I can't help it. I'm not familiar with the place. I brought my friends to the seaside area today and was almost arrested by the police on the way, thinking that I was a Japanese. I wanted to ask you if anything happened here recently."

"A Japanese? So you have been... arrested?"

"Not yet, but soon."

"Okay, hold on for a minute, I'll make a phone call and ask."

After a while, Yan Yu'an picked up the phone again: "Hello? Captain Wang, it's true. I heard that a group of patriots have come here recently, and they are organizing a search on the street. I'll give you a phone number, can you explain it to them?
"Whose phone number is this?"

"The captain of the first team of the branch, Lao Hu, is a decent person. We have worked together several times in the past and he is quite reliable."

"Okay, thank you very much."

"It's a bit awkward to say that. Are you going home tonight? Or why don't you come to my place and I can arrange something for you?"

"I won't bother you anymore, you're so busy over there."

"It's busy, but sharpening the knife doesn't delay the chopping of wood."

Yan Yu'an smiled and said, "Maybe I'll have to ask you to bring your brothers to help me."

"Any big job?"

"It's hard to say now, but I guess there should be."

Wang Yunxiao nodded and said, "I'm always available, but the brothers are out of equipment right now. The damage was too severe last time, and they haven't had any replenishment yet."

"Are you guys stuck?"

"That should be the case. The last time we made too much noise."

“Equipment is not a problem.”

Yan Yu'an smiled and said, "Just bring some people with you."

"That's no problem, I'll contact you later."

(End of this chapter)