Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 483 New Political Alliance

1940, the th year of the Republic of China.

Jiangnan, Lujia Town.

Two black cars drove into the still somewhat lively Lujia Town one after another and stopped in front of the Lu family's old house.

The car door opened, and Lu Jin, dressed in a suit and tie, helped Old Master Lu, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, out of the car. The servants in the house also came over to open the door and took over Lu Jin's work.

Behind Grandpa Lu and Lu Jin, a pair of grandparents and grandchildren, a few guys in suits and ties also got out of the car. One of them bowed to Grandpa Lu, who had his back to them.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for being so understanding and taking the time to attend Chairman Wang's inauguration ceremony despite your busy schedule."

"Mr. Matsumoto, forget the polite words. Since Chairman Wang is trying to 'save the country through peace,' as a Chinese, I, Lu, should naturally do my part. Well, it's late at night, and I should rest after such a bumpy journey at my age. Jin'er, please see him off for me."

"Yes, Master, Mr. Matsumoto, this way please."

"Your grandson, Master Lu, is handsome and talented, and comes from a prominent family. I still hope that Mr. Lu can reconsider and let Master Lu join Chairman Wang's team and contribute to the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity."

"Haha, Mr. Matsumoto should also know that I only have Jin'er here. It is said that one should not travel far away while his parents are still alive. It is not impossible for me to agree, but Mr. Matsumoto should deal with Longhu Mountain first. If we talk about role models, Longhu Mountain has to be it, right?"

"I understand."

It was late at night, and Lujia Town was completely silent except for the night watchman who was still walking around.

In the Lu family's old house, the servants and the housekeeper had all gone to bed, and there was only a candlelight in Old Master Lu's room. Suddenly, a voice was heard.

"Master?"

"Is the mouse in the house asleep?"

"I've seen it, and they're all dead asleep."

After getting Lu Jin's affirmative answer, Old Master Lu quietly stood up and looked at Lu Jin, who had sneaked into his room without making any noise.

"Grandpa, it's Jin'er's fault for being unfilial that you've suffered."

"Hey, I'm old now, I don't care about my reputation during my lifetime or after my death. If I hadn't taken on the title of chairman of the Public Security Association three years ago, those people who fled from Jinling City wouldn't have been able to take root in Lujia Town. I can be considered to be protecting the area. As for the Japanese asking me to do things, I just pretended to obey but secretly disobeyed.

"But you, kid, why don't you just stay at Sanyi Gate? Why do you have to stay by my side? Wouldn't it be more comfortable for you to join the army or fight against the Japanese on your own at Sanyi Gate than to stay by my side? Now that the Japanese know that I have a weakness for you, I don't know what kind of trouble I will have to do next. You asked me, an old man in my eighties who is almost ninety, to attend this inauguration ceremony. You really don't deserve to be my son!"

This was the most unpleasant curse word that Old Master Lu could think of. Lu Jin also knew how much trouble he had caused for his grandfather by choosing to return from Trinity Gate, but he still explained.

"Grandpa, Junior Brother Mu Xuan's family is helping out at the sect, as well as my senior brothers, uncles, and a bunch of junior brothers. It's actually useless for me to stay there. It's better for me to come back to you and help you."

"How is your master, the left sect leader, doing now?"

"Master..."

"I know even without you telling me that Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei have done something really big. Good and evil have come together, and even the two people we old guys have the most confidence in are injured and killed. I'm in such a state, how can Zuo Menzhang be any better than me? It's really hard for him."

Lu Jin did not answer and just let Old Master Lu sigh.

Three years ago, the entire righteous world of extraordinary people was shocked. They never expected that what Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei did and said when they went to Mount Longhu to disrupt the Luotian Grand Ceremony would eventually come true.

In addition, shortly after the beginning of the second year after the war, there were photo reports that shocked the world.

Although those photos were only the tip of the iceberg of the numerous crimes committed by the Japanese invaders, they also made the righteous people in the alien world understand that if no action was taken, the roots of righteousness would be in danger in the future. So far, in the second year of the Battle of Fucheng, a loose alliance of righteousness was established, with Longhu Mountain as the leader in the south and Shaolin as the leader in the north.

One in the south and one in the north, they put aside their past grudges among the different schools of the righteous path and helped each other.

As for Quan Xing, they can no longer beat and kill them when they see them as they did in the past. They should pretend not to see them when they meet. If they are in trouble, as long as you are right, you have to help them a little. Whether you can help or not is another matter, but you have to do it.

No one expected that the Quan Xing evil sect, which was once hated by everyone in the alien world, would now keep an ambiguous distance from the righteous group and fight for their own survival.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Go into town tomorrow."

"Going into town?"

"I have ordered a batch of grain. You go and pay the balance and have them ship the grain back."

"The grain in our town is quite sufficient..."

"Go if you are told, there is so much nonsense!"

"Yes, grandson, keep this in mind."

"Okay, that's it. Once you've paid the money and told us the time, someone will pick it up later. Now, go back to your room and get some sleep."

After Old Master Lu fell asleep, Lu Jin also quietly left the room and went back to sleep.

The next morning, Old Master Lu got up as usual, washed up, and went out for a walk.

Everyone in Lujia Town treated Old Master Lu with great respect, and did not keep their distance from him just because he was the chairman of the Vigilante Association given to him by the Japanese. They knew better than anyone who saved them when they were in trouble.

Lu Jin also drove alone to Jinling City, which was now occupied by the Japanese invaders.

The car stopped in front of the city gate. Looking at this ancient city that had suffered a great disaster but now barely had some life, and looking at the city gate walls that still had mottled bullet holes left over from the defense battle a few years ago, Lu Jin felt mixed emotions.

He took out his ID, entered the city, paid the balance, finished his business, and was about to drive away when a group of black-skinned foot patrolmen ran past him in a panic.

Lu Jin hid in the crowd and heard the whispers of passers-by.

"what happened?"

"I heard that a Japanese officer named Matsumoto died."

"Dead? When did it happen?"

"In the early morning."

Matsumoto? The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. The first thing Lu Jin thought of was the Japanese man Matsumoto who sent him and his grandfather back to Lujia Town last night.

"Deserve it! Good death! The Japanese devils deserve to die!"

"Hush, keep your voice down. I heard from my husband who works in the bureau that he was not the only one who died. There was also a group of Japanese soldiers and a few... Japanese masters. It seemed that they were scared to death." "Ha, this Japanese did so many unscrupulous things, but he was scared to death? It seems that God really has eyes."

"Who knows? Anyway, it's damned. But I heard from my wife that they saw several foreign words on the wall of Matsumoto's house."

"What's written?"

"I don't know. My wife doesn't know any foreign language. She can't spell anything anyway. Forget it. It has nothing to do with us. Let's go home and pray more. See if we can scare a few more Japanese to death to pay for the lives of those..."

As they were talking, passers-by dispersed, each busy with their own things. Lu Jin stood there, watching the black-skinned patrolman who came and went in a hurry.

For some unknown reason, Lu Jin did not choose to leave the city and return to the town to report to his master, but instead found a hotel nearby and stayed there.

After finding a place to stay, Lu Jin went to the police station, spent some money, and bought the information he wanted from the detective.

To sum it up in eight words: evil soldiers passing through, ghosts killing people!
According to the information Lu Jin bought, since the beginning of the year, there would always be gusts of cold wind blowing in Jinling City every night.

At first, no one took it seriously, thinking it was just because it was not spring yet. Until one night, someone in the neighborhood said that when he was running a noodle soup shop, he suddenly ran into a team of patrolling Kuomintang soldiers in the city.

Before he could pack up his stall and run away, the team of national army soldiers disappeared the moment he turned around, as if everything just now was just dazzled by his eyes. Then the next day, a team of Japanese soldiers died suddenly on the street. They had no injuries on their bodies, and their guns and ammunition were still in their hands. They died of fright.

Then came the second and third incidents, with irregular times and random locations. The only thing in common was that all the victims were Japanese and all died of fright.

There were words left in white paint at the scene, some of which were understandable and some of which were not.

For example, die, kill, defend, leave...

Incoherent information cannot form the intelligence you want, and you cannot follow this clue further.

In addition, the dead were all Japanese, either Japanese soldiers or Japanese businessmen and dignitaries who committed crimes. For the people of Nanjing under Japanese rule, they would not report the case or tell others about it.

Also, because the puppet government was about to be established, the media outlets were basically controlled by the Japanese, so the news did not spread widely.

Later, someone else witnessed the crime scene, which was a human-shaped ball of white thread, with Japanese people who had died of fright next to it. Then there was a flash of white light, and the human-shaped ball of white thread disappeared without a trace.

A burst of lascivious sounds came from outside, interrupting Lu Jin's thoughts.

The hotel he stayed in was run by a Japanese trading company. In today's Jinling city, ordinary people did not have the right to stay overnight outside. Those who could stay overnight were basically high-ranking Japanese military officials, or officials of the puppet government, traitors, and businessmen.

Lu Jin had the identity certificate given by Old Master Lu, so he had the convenience and was able to move in.

Although he didn't like everything here, Lu Jin's intuition told him that he would gain something if he stayed tonight.

After the warning he experienced back then, Lu Jin has now learned how to deal with people. Thinking that he has too little information, he changed his clothes, slipped out of the room, and went to the restaurant in the hotel which is used for socializing.

Looking around, there were dancers, traitors, illegal businessmen, Japanese businessmen, and occasionally a few Japanese officials and puppet government officials. Lu Jin took a deep breath, found a target, and sat down among them with a glass of wine.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Lu Jin, the great-grandson of the chairman of the Lujia Town Public Security Maintenance Association."

"So you are the grandson of Old Master Lu. I heard that the Lu family is a famous family in this area. Master Lu, please take a seat. Over there, all the expenses of Master Lu in your hotel tonight will be charged to my account."

"You are too polite, my dear brother. Our Lu family does not lack this little money. But I have a few questions to ask you."

As he spoke, Lu Jin also took out a few small yellow croakers weighing one or two taels from his pocket and gave one to each person.

Seeing Lu Jin being so generous, these traitors were quick to put the small yellow croaker into their pockets and then laughed out loud.

"Master Lu is generous. My last name is Wu, and I have a scar on my head. My brothers all call me Wu the Big Scar, hahahaha."

"Brother Wu is also a man of temperament. It's like this. Yesterday, my grandfather and I just attended Chairman Wang's inauguration ceremony. On the way back, Mr. Matsumoto, who saw us off, also suggested to my grandfather whether I could find a job here. It would be better than always serving him.

The master did not directly agree to Mr. Matsumoto's request, but just asked me to come over today and take a look for myself. I have been watching for a whole day, and it is indeed a scene of everything flourishing and full of vitality, but I have not been able to contact Mr. Matsumoto. The elder brothers are all working in the new government. Can you help me, or find someone who can contact Mr. Matsumoto and introduce him to me? I will reward you handsomely. "

Several traitors looked at each other. The sensible ones waved their hands to signal the dancers around them to leave, and one of them asked directly.

"I wonder what is the full name of Mr. Matsumoto that Master Lu is looking for?"

"Ichiro Matsumoto."

"It's this guy. I'm afraid I can't help you. Mr. Matsumoto died this morning."

"What? He was chatting with me happily last night, how come today... Alas! Good people don't live long!" Lu Jin pretended not to know and acted as if he was surprised and sad, which stunned the traitors. Especially Lu Jin, who had practiced the third level of Rebirth, looked like he was in his twenties although he was thirty-three years old, like a young man who had not experienced much of the world. The immaturity of his senses also deceived these old foxes.

"Master Lu, don't be too sad. Given your grandfather's reputation and the status of your Lu family, there are many people in the new government who can help you. Don't look for any Japanese. Just find a backer in our new government. When the time comes, Master Lu, please don't forget the kindness we brothers have shown you today."

"Oh? Why is that?"

"You don't know, the Japanese in the city have been possessed by evil spirits recently."

"Where does evil come from?"

"I don't know. These days, Japanese people are frightened to death at home every now and then. As a result, the Japanese in the city now either live in hotels or hide in military camps. They just don't go home. As a result, we brothers have to sit together here. If you go to the Japanese to seek a job at this time, you are just walking into their trap. This evil spirit harms people, no matter whether you are Chinese or Japanese."

"But I heard that the Japanese experts in the city have already made arrangements. They seem to have roughly locked down the next place where this evil spirit will harm people, and they are preparing to capture it in one fell swoop tonight."

"Are they so sure? Although I don't come to the city, I have heard that there was a fatal battle between our Chinese masters and Japanese masters here before, and the Japanese suffered heavy losses."

"Master Lu even knows this. We have only heard about it. This time, they are planning to take advantage of Chairman Wang's inauguration to establish a new government. They are planning to set up an organization composed of those Japanese experts and some strange people in the underworld, just like No. 76 and Mei Agency. They are now recruiting people everywhere. This is the first action of this new department. I think it's called something. Big Brother, what's it called?"

"New Political Alliance!"

The words of the traitor Wu Dabala also made Lu Jin string together the clues in his mind.

No wonder Ichiro Matsumoto, who had been insincerely and politely treating his grandfather last night, would ask him to join. It turned out that they already knew that he was studying under the Sanyi Sect, and might even have a close relationship with his nominal senior brother Wang Yi.

"I see, big brothers, thank you very much. I'll pay for tonight's consumption. I, Lu Jin, know what to do from now on."

"Master Lu is so generous."

After some toasts and good times, both the host and the guests were in high spirits, and Lu Jin returned to his room.

By late night, after having extracted the information he wanted from the mouths of those traitors, Lu Jin got up from the bed, made a simple adjustment to his face, then used the third level of Ni Sheng to perform light skills and went to the place where the so-called New Political Alliance would take its first action under the cover of night.

He wanted to see the background of the evil spirits in this city and this so-called new political alliance!
(End of this chapter)