Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 187 Damn it, he really is seriously ill!

"It's nothing. I'm here on Ono-kun's orders to discuss some things with Umezawa-kun."

Cao Weida gave him a meaningful look and mentally labeled Wen Ji as someone who liked to play tricks.

He shook his head inwardly. You can try to outsmart an honest person, but don't try to outsmart a clever one.

Because this will not only fail to win the favor of intelligent people, but will actually have the opposite effect.

He had already made up his mind: this person was worth giving small favors to, but it was best to keep to himself and avoid contact with him on a regular basis.

"Oh, I see." Wenji's eyes practically darted around, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

A short while later, the Japanese soldier returned, his attitude changed from indifference to a smile. "Mr. Cao, Commander Meizawa invites you in."

"Thank you." Cao Weida smiled and cupped his hands in greeting. As he passed by the other man, he 'casually' pulled out a few packs of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed them into his hand.

"Thank you for your hard work, officers. This is just a small token of my appreciation."

"Yoshi, Cao-san, please!" The Japanese soldier's smile widened.

A man led them to an office and knocked on the door. Inside, Mei Zeping was processing documents. Hearing the knock, he said, "Su Sumu," then looked up and saw Cao Weida. He immediately stood up and smiled.

"So it's Cao Sang, please come in."

"Umezawa-kun, excuse me."

After entering and sitting down, Mei Zeping ordered someone to bring tea and asked, "Cao Sang, you came here suddenly today. Is it because Lu Junmalu has already received news?"

Cao Wei chuckled inwardly, thinking to himself, "You guys really don't miss a single moment of your verbal sparring."

"Umezawa-kun, I've already shared your opinion with Ono-kun and the others."

He then gave a brief overview of what he had discussed.

Mei Zeping had no objection to Cao Weida's demands, but he had a lot of complaints about the army's cavalry.

"Damn the army, damn Ono Oda! Without our great navy, how could they have expanded their business two or three times!"

"It's perfectly reasonable for our great navy to want more! These bastards! They're nothing but a swarm of insatiable locusts!"

Yes, Ono and Oda also think that way about your navy.
Cao Weida was secretly overjoyed, but on the surface he comforted him gently, saying, "Mr. Meize, when it comes to business, only when both sides put aside their prejudices can they make big money together. Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth."

"Hmph! Then, for Cao Sang's sake, we'll let it slide for now." Mei Zepingba naturally didn't want to give up making money. Cao Weida had already given him a way out, so he naturally accepted it.

"However, it's impossible for those army cavalry to take advantage of our Imperial Japanese Navy!"

"Let's do it the way you said, Cao Sang. Your arrangements are very thoughtful. I don't want to sit at the same table with that bunch of army soldiers on the street; it's bad luck!"

"Go ahead and argue, make a scene. If you all really became peaceful and harmonious, what would be left for me, Cao Weida?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Meizawa, I will make all the arrangements."

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Umezawa, you probably know that I've been helping the Chinese resolve the 'misunderstanding' with the military police, right? Do you need anything here?"

The army has a special service agency under the Military Police Command, and the navy has a similar organization called the Asia Development Institute.

However, it was abolished less than two years later. The naval office building at that time was the former site of the Xingya Institute.

However, although the Asia Development Institute was abolished, naval intelligence agencies continued to exist.

At the same time, they also recruited many traitors and henchmen who were active in Beiping under different identities.

This assassination attempt resulted in the death of a rear admiral in the navy. Faced with such pressure, the navy naturally has to give an explanation to its superiors.

And these spies would certainly be the first to be targeted.

Pressure is applied layer by layer, and when Japanese spies felt pressure, it naturally passed on to these traitors.

Don't underestimate these traitors just because they are few in number. When it comes to committing heinous acts, they are incredibly adept at it.

In order to give an account to their superiors, these traitors acted like rabid dogs, biting people everywhere. In just two days, they arrested countless innocent people.

He's made up his mind to quietly kill these people in the next couple of days!

“Cao Sang, logically speaking, given our relationship, I should definitely help with this, but we still have to give instructions to our superiors.”

"Umezawa-kun, don't worry, it's like this."

Cao Wei Da explained the substitution strategy to him. After a moment of silence, Mei Zeping nodded and said, "I see. Cao Sang has already considered everything. I have no reason to refuse."

"Alright, we'll do as Cao Sang says. I'll issue you a certificate right away and notify you later."

With money to be made, Meize Pingba had no reason to refuse.

Besides, he himself knew exactly what kind of people those people were arresting. As long as he could give an explanation to his superiors, it didn't matter who they arrested.

Moreover, how could he possibly feel at peace watching Ono Oda and his army guerrillas make money on the streets?

The saying goes, "It's not that I'm afraid my brothers are suffering, it's that I'm afraid my brothers are driving Land Rovers." If this is true for brothers, how much more so for two people who can't stand each other?
With the matter perfectly resolved, Cao Weida left the naval office building satisfied and headed straight for the police station. At the police station, he found the room where Liu Zhan was displaying his family's traditional craftsmanship.

As soon as they reached the door, faint, heart-wrenching screams could be heard.

Upon hearing the shout, Cao Wei Da paused in his tracks. Even though he was known for killing people without hesitation, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Master Cao."

The three people who had been in the interrogation room emerged from around the corner, their faces pale and grim, as if their mothers had died.

As soon as he arrived, he cried and said, "Master Cao, we don't want the twenty silver dollars allowance. Please let someone else do it!"

Cao Wei Da: "."

"Yes, Master Cao, please spare us, we really can't take it anymore," the second person pleaded, clasping his hands together.

Cao Wei Da: "."

The third person: "Ugh~~"

"Go ahead and vomit all you want, why are you vomiting on me!" Luckily, Cao Wei was quick-witted and jumped away immediately, otherwise he would have been sprayed all over.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Master Cao, I... I couldn't hold it in... Ugh..."

It was as if a chain reaction had been triggered; one person vomited, and the remaining two couldn't help but vomit as well.

Cao Wei Da felt a chill run down his spine and quickly took several steps back, pinching his nose to block out the overwhelming stench, cursing under his breath:
"Are you three crazy?! Why are you trying to imitate Splatoon?!"

After vomiting everything they could, the three of them finally felt a little better, but their faces turned from pale to ashen, and they said with difficulty:
"Master Cao, we just couldn't bear it! The scene was just too cruel. Ugh~~"

"Yes, Master Cao, please spare us! We don't want the twenty silver dollars!"

Seeing the three men gagging as if they were about to vomit bile, Cao Weida had a rough idea of ​​what was going on; it must have been caused by Liu Zhan's 'skill'.

Just then, Liu Zhan, who had heard the commotion, came out with his hands covered in blood. Upon seeing Cao Wei Da, his eyes lit up, and he grinned, saying:

"Boss, are you here to inspect the results? Please wait a moment, I'll bring out the meat for you right away!"

"Let me tell you, the pieces of meat I cut were all uniformly shaped and similar in size, I'm sure of them."

"Stop!!" Cao Wei Daren was stunned, especially when he saw Liu Zhan's unusually excited and boastful look, his eyes shining, his hair stood on end.

The person he brought here probably has some serious illness!

If he remembered correctly, this was the first time Liu Zhan had used his family's 'craft'.

Is the inheritance of genes really that powerful?!

His peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the scene inside through the open door, his eyes widened instantly, and then he quickly looked away.

But it was always the same; the images lingering in his mind made his stomach feel like it was being churned up by countless twisted snakes.

Sour fluid surged up my throat, and I almost vomited on the spot.

He quickly covered his mouth, swallowed hard, clenched his fists, and gripped the hem of his clothes tightly, desperately forcing himself to swallow back the sour taste that was almost rising to his throat.

At that moment, he finally understood why those three people were crying and begging for their parents, and they would rather die than accept those twenty silver dollars.

When hatred surges up, I feel like I want to tear these human traffickers to pieces!

But seeing those bloody wounds and the trembling of the exposed blood vessels is something most people can't bear.

His throat trembled, but he forced a smile and encouraged Liu Zhan through gritted teeth, "You did a great job, keep it up!"

"However, next time after we carry out the execution, could you cover it with a cloth or some clothes?"

"Also, don't put the meat in the basin. Pack it in a bag and put it with the person being executed."

Liu Zhan wanted to scratch his head, but stopped halfway through when he realized his hands were covered in blood. He chuckled sheepishly and said, "Okay, boss, whatever you say, I'll do. Should I cover the person inside with a cloth now?"

"Quickly put it on, put it on!" Cao Weida urged hastily.

A short while later, Cao Weida suppressed his nausea and went inside. Even though the wound had been covered, he still didn't dare to look, especially amidst the human traffickers' pitiful wails.

It's not that I'm afraid; he's killed quite a few people, breaking necks is commonplace for him, and stabbing someone in the heart is nothing new.

He was simply disgusted.

He pulled out his pistol without even aiming and fired several shots in the direction of the human traffickers.

The traffickers had completely lost their fear of death. When they saw the gun pointed at them, they felt not the slightest fear, but rather a sense of relief and relief.

Fearing that Cao Wei Da might miss, he stretched his neck desperately towards the muzzle of the gun, afraid that the bullet would go astray.
"Liu Zhan, go see what's going on?" Cao Weida looked at Liu Zhan, who was trembling in the corner, and several question marks appeared on his forehead.

Did you make a mistake!
You can even smile while being subjected to slow slicing, and a few gunshots have scared you like this?!
Damn it, he really is seriously ill!

(End of this chapter)