Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 209 A turtle shell that's hard to even commit suicide

"so much?"

Upon hearing this number, Cao Weida's first reaction was not joy, but resentment.

Because the vast majority of this money was extracted from innocent women!

Every ocean coin is stained with blood!

Make him leave one-tenth of his money, and transport the rest to Sesame Alley.
He summoned Si Jicai and ordered, "Torture those heinous gang members one by one until you extract every last drop of value from them!"

Since they are so cruel to women, then they should be punished tenfold or a hundredfold!

"Don't worry, Mr. Cao, I will definitely treat them well!"

He was Cao Wei Da's subordinate, so he naturally knew how much Cao Wei Da hated these scumbags who bullied the elderly, children, and women. Therefore, he was not at all surprised by Cao Wei Da's orders.
What's more, he also deeply hated these people. It was just torture to extract confessions, and he did it himself!
Cao Weida patted him on the shoulder, “After the interrogation, confiscate all these people’s homes! One-tenth of all their possessions will belong to you and your brothers. Whether it’s a lot or a little depends on your ability.”

"Yes!"

Upon hearing that there was money to be made, Si Jicai became excited, but then hesitated and said, "It's easy to talk about those who have no relatives or friends, but what about those who have families to support?"

"If we raid their homes, how will those people survive?"

"What do you care if they live or die?" Cao Weida coldly rebuked.

"Tell me, where did their families get the money for food, clothing, and daily necessities?! It was all squeezed out of innocent women!"

"It's already an act of mercy on my part not to punish them as a result!"

"You think death absolves all debts? Dream on!"

Throughout history, there have always been punishments such as the extermination of three generations of one's family. In some cases, many people are indeed innocent, having done nothing wrong, yet they are sentenced to death.

However, in many cases, this punishment is extremely reasonable.

Because these three clans that were exterminated were often the ones who had benefited from the law!
Why should you get to enjoy the good life while being exempt from criminal activity?
Grandma!

In Cao Wei Da's view, many ancient punishments, which seemed extremely inhumane, were actually very reasonable.

There's a saying that goes, "The ancients were ancient, but they weren't stupid!"
We will not promulgate unreasonable laws that have been in place for thousands of years!
Cao Wei Da did not punish their families; he merely plundered their wealth and left them to fend for themselves, which was already extremely merciful!

After hearing these words, Si Jicai thought about them and they seemed to make a lot of sense.

Besides, since the boss has spoken, he, as the underling, can only follow orders.

"Yes, sir! We will complete the mission without fail!"

After dismissing Si Jicai, Cao Weida flipped through the case files and said coldly, "It seems that Liu Zhan's artistic goals have increased quite a bit."

Just then, the phone rang.

"Hello, this is Cao Weida from the Fifth District Police Station in Beiping."

“Cao Sang, I am Mei Zepingba.”

"Oh, it's Umezawa-kun. What can I do for you?"

"Haha, I wouldn't dare to give orders. We've already drawn up the order of the deterrent and sanction list, and we're going to execute two 'bandits' today, so I'm just letting you know."

"Oh, okay, okay, I'm coming right now, please wait for me!"

After hanging up the phone, Cao Weida immediately got up and rushed out.

"Cao'er, where are you rushing off to?"

"I have some business to attend to outside the city. I'll leave the large-scale matchmaking event in your care, Master Duo. I'll be going now."

Multi-door: "."

This kid is in such a hurry, his face is practically beaming with joy. Could he be off having a good time at Xiaguangyuan?

This brat, you enjoy the fun while I have to clean up your mess, huh!

After leaving the police station, Cao Weida hurried to the naval base. A military truck was already parked outside the naval base, and Mei Zeping was standing next to the truck.

"Sorry, Meize-kun, I'm not late, am I?" Cao Weida ran over, slightly out of breath.

Mei Zeping laughed and said, "It wasn't too late, but Cao Sang, it's really inconvenient for you to always take a rickshaw. You should at least get a car. It's only four or five thousand silver dollars, it's not like you can't afford it."

Although Cao Wei Da did not hold any shares in the profit sharing of the goods trade, nor did he receive any dividends, all the goods were distributed through Cao Wei Da's general store.

Once pork has been handled, some oil will inevitably remain; Mei Zeping and his colleagues understand this principle.

In addition, Cao Wei Da had more than one business. Although it is unknown how much he earned, it was just a car. How could he not afford it?
Cao Wei Da clasped his hands together and begged for mercy: "Lord Mei Ze, please spare me. How can a lowly patrol officer like me drive a car? It would be too ostentatious."

"All my money went to buying a house and marrying a concubine. The daily living expenses are quite a lot, and I'm already struggling to make ends meet. How could I afford a car?"

Faced with Cao Wei Da's pleading poverty, Mei Zeping didn't expose him, but simply pointed at him with his finger and smiled:
"You're just too shrewd. I know you Chinese like to hide your talents, you know, it's called 'don't flaunt your wealth,' am I right?"

Cao Wei Da smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Mei Ze is indeed very knowledgeable. There is such a saying, but I am not hiding my wealth; I am simply poor."

"I've been poor since I was a child, I'm so poor I'm terrified of it. I only feel at ease when I have some money on hand. I can't afford a car or anything like that." "How can that be? It's fine if nothing urgent happens, but if something urgent happens, wouldn't that cause a delay?"

Mei Zeping thought for a moment and said, "How about this, our navy has a military car that is about to be scrapped, and we need three thousand silver dollars. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Really?!" Cao Weida's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed excitedly.

Mei Zeping nodded: "Of course, it's just a car."

It's supposed to be a scrapped car, but whether it's scrapped or not is entirely up to him.

By simply submitting a scrapping quota, one can not only do favors but also make a fortune—why not?

"Thank you so much! I'm interested, absolutely interested! I'll buy it!" Cao Weida excitedly agreed.

Vehicles are generally divided into civilian vehicles and military vehicles. We'll leave civilian vehicles aside for now and talk about military vehicles first.

Most military vehicles have basic bulletproof features.

With just one function, it far surpasses what ordinary passenger cars can offer.

During this period, cars in China were generally priced between 2700 and 4000 silver dollars.

The Japanese military's cars were the Type 70 sedans, which not only had high horsepower but were also quite long, measuring 4.75 meters.

The starting price is a whopping $4000!

The key is that you need to have a way to buy it!
You got an absolute steal by selling the Meize Pingba to him for 3000 silver dollars!
With three thousand silver dollars about to be deposited, Mei Zeping was immediately delighted. "Okay, I'll go and handle it for you in a bit. Bring the money tomorrow, and you can drive the car away."

"If you encounter any problems with repairs, maintenance, or fuel shortages later, feel free to let me know, and I'll give you the best price!"

"Oh, thank you so much!" Buying a car would solve all the subsequent vehicle problems, so Cao Weida naturally wouldn't refuse such a good deal.

"It's getting late, Cao Sang, you should set off now."

"Alright, Umezawa-kun, see you tomorrow!"

Having finalized a 'waste disposal' deal, Cao Weida boarded a truck and drove off towards the outskirts of the city.

Inside the truck bed, two bandits, bound hand and foot and gagged, made desperate whimpering sounds. Clearly, they knew the fate that awaited them.

Nearby, two Japanese soldiers holding Type 38 rifles ignored them, only kicking the two 'chrysalis' back without hesitation when they tried to move to the side of the truck bed.

In a grove outside the city.

The two bandits knelt on the ground, trembling, their eyes filled with endless terror, awaiting the judgment that was about to be made on their fate.

They were filled with endless regret and resentment. They regretted why they had entered such a profession, and resented why they were not even given a chance to reform.

Behind them, Cao Weida held a turtle shell in his hand, fiddling with it with obvious disdain.

This damn gun is so bad it's a struggle to even commit suicide. I don't know what kind of maggots were in the Japanese devils' heads to create such a failed product.

He disengaged the safety, aimed at a death row inmate's head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Click~~
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Looking at Kaker's turtle shell and the two 'bandits' who were trembling with fear, Cao Weida was speechless.

He knew that the turtle shell's discipline was very high, but he didn't expect the first shot to be fired by the turtle.
Pull the bolt back to reload the gun and then pull the trigger again.

Click~~
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Damn it, what a piece of junk!
Indeed, the title that he would have trouble even to commit suicide is well-deserved!
Two consecutive shots that could knock someone out—even someone with the courage to commit suicide would lose that courage after such an ordeal.
He put the gun aside with a look of disgust. "Hey, bro, can I borrow your Type 38 rifle?"

Cao Weida pointed to the rifle in the Japanese soldier's hand.

The Japanese soldier clearly didn't understand Cao Weida's words, but he understood the gestures.

After hesitating for a moment, he handed over the gun.

He would never have given it to anyone else, but Cao Wei Da was a different story.

Didn't you see that even Commander Umezawa was all smiles and pleasantries towards him at the entrance of the garrison?

Sweat poured down the faces of the two death row inmates kneeling on the ground as if it were free, their legs were already trembling uncontrollably, and a pool of water dripped down their trousers.

Their faces were full of remorse for their past actions, but clearly, it was too late for repentance.

boom!
boom!
Two gunshots rang out, and the two death row inmates collapsed to the ground with a thud, blood slowly seeping from the bullet holes.

The Japanese soldiers who followed first checked the body to confirm that the condemned prisoner was dead, and then took two photos of the corpse with their cameras.

This is evidence of the execution by firing squad, and it needs to be put into the file.

"Cao Sang, that's enough, we can go back now," the Japanese soldier taking the photos said to Cao Weida in a friendly tone.

(End of this chapter)