Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 130 Japanese Navy, Making Friends?

After the thugs tied each other's hands, Cao Weida lowered his gun, walked over, and smacked each of them on the head.
Pa~~
"You're bullying men and oppressing women, aren't you!"

slap~
"You want a one-on-one fight, huh!"

slap~
"If you're so capable, let's have a one-on-one fight right now!"

Pa~~
"You dare to mess with me!"

Cao Wei Da slapped them one after another, his heart pounding with excitement, while the thugs who were being slapped on the head felt incredibly aggrieved.

Their mission was to get Cao Wei Da to play the hero and save the damsel in distress, but this guy doesn't play by the rules!
What kind of patrolman pulls out a gun the moment he's dealing with a few thugs?
The key is that they were extremely cautious, and they directly tied them together.
The woman huddled in the corner, her lips twitching uncontrollably, had absolutely no idea what to do next. This was completely different from the procedure she had learned.
Fortunately, Cao Wei Da knew his place and guessed that the other party's identity was not simple, so he did not call out to their face, thus saving face for both sides and preventing these 'thugs' from turning against him.

"If you dare to bully anyone again, I'll break your legs! Get lost!"

Having had his fill of slapping, Cao Weida chased the group away, saying, "Girl, you're safe now. Don't go into such secluded alleys alone next time. Go home now."

"Wait!" The woman's face was still wet with tears, and the collar of her simple dress was torn open, whether intentionally or unintentionally, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.
"My benefactor, I have no way to repay your life-saving grace."

So, you want to repay me with your body?
Cao Wei Da looked her up and down with amusement. To be honest, in terms of both looks and figure, this woman was indeed quite nice.

"No need for thanks. I work for the police station, so it's natural for me to stand idly by in such a situation. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

"etc."

"What are you waiting for?" Cao Weida jumped into the rickshaw and urged, "Master, let's go."

What a joke! I know you have ulterior motives. I'd be stupid to listen to you.

The rickshaw driver was obedient; he grabbed Cao Weida and sped off, leaving the woman standing there, hands raised, completely bewildered.

Only after the rickshaw disappeared around the corner did she come to her senses. She touched her face, looked at her figure, and muttered to herself insecurely:
"Has my charm suddenly dropped so much?"

Just then, a person emerged from around the corner, frowning, and asked, "Didn't it work?"

The woman looked aggrieved. "Stationmaster, you saw it yourself, he didn't give me a chance to speak at all!"

The thugs who had just been beaten up walked up with a frustrated look on their faces. "This kid must have realized we had ulterior motives. He definitely beat us up on purpose!"

The man known as the stationmaster was in his forties, but his hair was already turning gray. He glanced at them with annoyance and said, "You're all useless! It's all because your acting is terrible!"

"You guys can't even pull off a simple gangster role properly. We're infiltrating enemy-occupied territory; the slightest slip could cost us our lives! You're more trouble than you're worth!"

The thugs lowered their heads, too ashamed to retaliate. They felt deeply wronged. "We can certainly act like thugs, but with so many demands from you, we can't make it look real," they said.
“Fine, since that’s the case, let’s find an opportunity to meet him in person.” The stationmaster pondered for a moment, his eyes deep, and said, “Xiaoyu stays. The rest of you evacuate from Beiping to Tianjin. Until I return, everyone remain silent.”

On the other side, Cao Weida, who had left the alley, walked all the way to Yandaixie Street, his mind still preoccupied with who those people were.

It's definitely not the Red Party. Not only do they already have people in contact with them, but the Red Party wouldn't go to such lengths to offer women.

Japanese devils?
That's also unlikely; they have more direct methods.

That's the Kuomintang?
After giving the coachman a gift and sending him away, Cao Weida, lost in thought, entered the courtyard. But as soon as he stepped inside, his expression suddenly froze. Just as he was about to leave, someone called out to him:

"Cao Sang, now that guests have arrived, shouldn't you show them the proper hospitality?" The man's accented Japanese made Cao Weida immediately realize he was a Japanese!
Two people, each holding a turtle shell, blocked the doorway and closed it, further confirming his suspicions.

Cao Wei Da stiffened, looking at the person sitting on the stool in the courtyard, and forced a smile, saying, "This...Sir, who are you?"

"Cao Sang, don't be nervous. I'm here sincerely to make friends with you." The person sitting on the stool stood up with a smile. "Cao Sang, won't you sit down and have a drink with this guest?"

Cao Wei Da understood immediately, and walked up with a fawning smile: "So you want to make friends? You should have said so earlier. Sir, what is your name?"

As he spoke, he reached into his robes.

“Don’t move!!”

The man holding the tortoise-shaped pistol beside him changed his expression and immediately fired a warning shot.

Cao Wei Da froze, looking frightened, and said, "Sir, I just wanted to offer you a cigarette, is there really such a big fuss?"

The Japanese soldier chuckled and waved for them to put their guns away. "Cao-san, please don't mind them, they're just being too sensitive." As he spoke, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and handed it to them: "Here, have mine."

Seeing the cigarette the other person pulled out, Cao Weida's eyelids twitched. "Xuguang?!"

Many people may not know about Xuguang cigarettes, or have even seen them on the market.

That's because this cigarette was produced by the Japanese army in Qingdao and mainly supplied to the Japanese navy. Ordinary soldiers could hardly get their hands on it; it was a very high-end cigarette.

The fact that the other party took out this cigarette means that they are...
"Looks like Mr. Cao knows this cigarette." The Japanese soldier smiled, lit his cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled a smoke ring with a look of enjoyment.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Meizawa Hirahashi, the commander of the 3rd Battalion of the Infantry Brigade of the Imperial Japanese Navy Marine Corps Garrison."

"So it's Commander Umezawa, a pleasure to meet you. I am Cao Weida, captain of the patrol team of the Fifth Outer District Police Station. Greetings, Commander Umezawa!" Cao Weida saluted respectfully, then cautiously looked at the other man.

"I was unaware of Commander Umezawa's sudden visit. Please forgive any shortcomings in our hospitality. My concubine is really something else. Commander Umezawa has come to our door in person. How could we let you drink plain water? She has no manners at all."

"Don't worry, I'll go teach her a lesson right away and bring her to you to apologize in person!"

"Cao Sang, you don't need to beat around the bush. Your wife is safe; she's inside." Mei Zeping smiled faintly and raised his chin.

"Plain water is fine. I like plain water, so there's no need to prepare anything else. Cao, let's sit down and talk."

"Yes, yes, haha, thank you for your magnanimity, Commander Mei Ze." Hearing that Du Shiniang was alright, Cao Weida breathed a sigh of relief, sat down opposite him cautiously, and said carefully:

"I wonder if there's anything I can do for you today, Commander Umezawa?"

“Cao Sang, didn’t I tell you? I’m here today simply to make friends with you.”

Cao Weida muttered to himself, "If you really want to make friends, I'll swallow the blanket in front of you!"
What kind of good person would make friends by silently going to someone's house and even restraining the woman of the head of the household?

Meizawa Hiraha glanced at him and continued, "Just like the way you befriended Ono Oda."

Cao Weida's face stiffened, revealing just the right amount of fear, but he quickly suppressed it and said in a forced manner, "Commander Mei Ze, what do you mean by that? This humble servant is dull-witted and doesn't quite understand what you mean."

"It seems I was too subtle," Mei Zeping smiled dismissively, looking at him intently.

"Let me be more specific, like how Ono Oda gives you information and then has you contact someone to rob our Imperial Japanese Navy's supplies—that kind of friendship!"

Tap~~
Cao Weida lost his grip on the cup and it fell onto the stone table, shattering and splashing water all over the floor.

His eyes were filled with fear and unease. He frantically patted his trousers, which had been scalded by boiling water, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Commander Umezawa, you...you must be joking. The more I listen, the more confused I get."

"What intelligence? What naval supplies? I don't understand what you're talking about at all."

Mei Zeping saw Cao Weida's reaction, and his smile deepened, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes:

"Cao Sang, I came here with the sincerity to be your friend, but it seems you have no intention of opening up to me. I'm so disappointed."

"Or do you think I wouldn't come to you if I didn't have concrete evidence?"

Cao Weida stiffly cleaned up the broken cups, his eyes darting around, avoiding eye contact. "Sir, I'm just a lowly patrol officer. I really don't know anything about this. If you have any doubts, you can verify it with Commander Ono."

"As for anything about naval supplies, I really don't know anything about it."

His mind was firmly focused on the automatic rifle in the space, and his attention was constantly on the Japanese soldiers around him, especially the one opposite him. If the other side made any move that would harm him, he would immediately take out the automatic rifle and shoot them.

Fortunately, the Japanese soldier didn't seem to intend to use force against him. Instead, the cold glint in his eyes disappeared, and he laughed heartily.

"Not bad, not bad. Although you're not very brave, you're still quite loyal."

"Don't worry, I'm not here to blame you. I know this has nothing to do with you. I am a warrior of the Great Japanese Empire, and I wouldn't take my anger out on you."

(End of this chapter)