Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 230 I'm not afraid of your greed, I'm afraid of your lack of greed.
In Beiping during this period, let's set aside other professions for now and just talk about patrol officers.

The work hours are twelve hours a day, six days a week.

Moreover, even after they're off duty, if there's an emergency, they have to put on their police uniform and immediately go back to work overtime.

People like Cao Weida, who clock in before 9 a.m. and leave at 5 p.m., don't have to work unless Ono Oda or Xu Hancheng call them specifically. There are very few like that in the entire police station.

"Ahem~~ Master Duo, please continue." Cao Weida rubbed his nose. Now that he had already gained an advantage, he naturally couldn't act innocent. If he showed off, he was afraid Master Duo would give him a taste of his own medicine.
"Last night we were called to carry out the body. You didn't see the scene. It was bloody, with pieces of blood everywhere. Just thinking about it now sends chills down my spine. You didn't see it. That guy was really ruthless!"

Domen couldn't help but shudder when he recalled what happened last night.

Cruel?

In Cao Weida's view, no amount of ruthlessness was too much when dealing with the Japanese devils.

"So, we have to cooperate with the search again today?"

"A search is definitely necessary, given what has happened."

So many years have passed, and Duomen has long since gotten used to it.

Whenever something major happens in Beiping, a search is inevitable.

This has become a common practice.

However, as for what they might find during the search, Tamon wasn't very optimistic.

Police officers are human too; humans get tired and get bored.

Especially with the frequent searches lately, who could stand that?

At first it was fine, I was able to earn some extra money.

But if the searches continue so frequently, ordinary people won't have any money left!

If things continue like this, they are really afraid that the people will not be able to bear this kind of exploitation and will secretly retaliate against them!

As for those wealthy families, they only give a little something occasionally because they don't want to cause trouble. If you go up and extort money from them every few days, do you really think they have no temper?
Without the benefit of extra income, the patrol officers' enthusiasm naturally waned, and their searches became perfunctory.

Anyway, it's not like they're the ones who are going to die, so why are they in such a hurry?

Clearly, the Japanese knew this too.

Sure enough, Ono Oda came out accompanied by Xu Hancheng.

"Quickly, everyone stand still! Commander Ono has something to say!"

With Xu Hancheng's order, the patrol chiefs, however unwilling, had no choice but to have their officers line up.

However, the team's appearance was rather disappointing.

Those faces were all crooked and askew, like someone who'd been masturbating all night.

"Alright, alright, everyone stand still and stop whispering!" Seeing the mess the group was in, Xu Hancheng felt ashamed.

There was nothing he could do. Not to mention the past, for the past ten days or so, there had been searches and roadblocks almost every day, and his men had suffered quite a bit. He was well aware of that.

They're already so tired, you can't expect them to be full of energy.

After giving the team a brief reprimand, he stopped pressuring them and immediately started making empty promises:

"I think everyone already knows what happened last night, so I won't waste any more time."

He gestured to Ono Oda, "Police Chief Ono, the advisor to the police station, has given the order: a reward of five hundred silver dollars will be given for each of the lurkers from last night's attack who are found!"

"A reward of two hundred silver dollars will be given to each person who finds the infiltrator!"

"Finding hidden Type 38 rifles, Japanese light machine guns, and other firearms and ammunition can earn you a reward of fifty to one hundred silver dollars!"

The patrol officers standing in the middle clapped sparsely. Although the offer sounded extremely tempting, few of them showed any interest.

Putting aside the fact that they were already exhausted, those vicious men were ruthless people who had brutally murdered more than eighty Imperial Army soldiers and traitors!
They'd only provoke trouble if they thought they had too much life left.

Even if we find one or two, so what? We might get the money during the day, but lose our lives at night.

They kill Imperial Army soldiers like chickens, so killing them would be a piece of cake.
Xu Hancheng looked slightly embarrassed on the podium. He was giving such a passionate speech, but his subordinates were not in high spirits, which made him feel a little awkward.

But what could he do? Wasn't this all the fault of the Japanese?

He had originally wanted Ono Oda to say a few words, but seeing the current situation, he decided to forget it, lest Ono Oda become embarrassed and then vent his anger on him.

"Ahem... I know my brothers have worked very hard, but in order to quell the rebellion and restore peace and order to Beiping, we..."

Listening to the nonsensical speech on stage, the patrol officers below the stage were rolling their eyes inwardly.

They also quelled the rebellion and restored order to the world.
If we're talking about the biggest rebellion, shouldn't it be the Japanese?

If it weren't for these little devils, we would have been Lang Lang by now. We may not have been well-educated, but that doesn't mean we're stupid. Do you really think we're so easily fooled?

No wonder Xu Hancheng is a bureau chief; he can spout these kinds of things so easily and without any embarrassment. We are truly ashamed of ourselves.
After a mobilization meeting, a group of about a dozen Japanese soldiers walked in with somewhat disorderly steps.

These are the Japanese soldiers who will lead them on the search.

"Just this few people?"

Cao Weida was speechless, but he guessed that it wasn't just the patrolmen who were tired of the search; the Japanese soldiers were also fed up with it.

Furthermore, the mission was to search for those desperate criminals, and the firepower was so intense that no one would want to risk getting into trouble.

Do you really think the Japanese devils are all fearless?

What are you thinking!
Therefore, it can be inferred that this search was most likely just a formality.

After the patrolmen dispersed, Cao Weida followed Ono Oda to his office.

After the two were seated, they lit a cigarette and smoked it before Cao Weida finally asked:
"Ono-kun, I heard that the Empire's soldiers were ambushed last night?"

Ono Oda sighed, "Yes, we were ambushed and lost a total of thirty-two lives. For this, Commander Miyamoto was furious and threw a tantrum."

He pointed to his eye sockets, "Look at this, I didn't sleep all night, and now I have dark circles under my eyes."

Cao Wei Da chuckled inwardly, but feigned a puzzled expression and asked, "How could this be? How would the rebels know that the Imperial soldiers would be gathering there?"

"It's all because of that bastard Lin Yuanjiang!" Ono Oda slapped the sofa angrily. It wasn't that he couldn't slap other sofas, but that slapping the sofa didn't hurt his hand.

Cao Weida seemed to remember something and tentatively asked, "Lin Yuanjiang? The director of the East Asian Academic Research Association? What does this have to do with him?"

"That's a huge deal!" Ono Oda took a breath, slumped back on the sofa, found a comfortable position, and twisted around, saying:

"That damned bastard insists that one of our plans has been exposed, and they're using it to lure the rebels into a trap."

"But who would have thought that instead of catching them, we would become the turtle that gets caught!"

"Now look what's happened. With such a huge loss, someone has to take responsibility, and as the planner, Lin Yuanjiang is absolutely inextricably linked to it."

"Tell me, can't we just make money honestly? Why do we have to do all this fuss? We're just asking for trouble!"

His tone was full of disdain, clearly indicating his strong dissatisfaction with someone's actions.

Since his pockets had become increasingly full of money, Ono Oda, who was already afraid of death, became even more reluctant to die.

Whether Japan wins or loses is not important to him; nothing is more important to him now than money.

Anyone who hinders his ability to make money will incur his displeasure and hostility.

"So, Lin Yuanjiang might be sanctioned this time?" Cao Weida asked hopefully.

Ever since Liu Huai was killed, Cao Wei Da had planned to kill Lin Yuanjiang as well.

However, perhaps Liu Huai's fate alarmed Lin Yuanjiang, because this guy suddenly became cunning. Once it got dark, no one knew where he was hiding, not even his bodyguards.

If the person can't be found, how can we talk about killing him? After searching for two days without finding him, Cao Weida had no choice but to give up for the time being.

If we can get rid of Lin Yuanjiang, this major traitor, through this incident, it would be something to celebrate.

"No, not at all." Ono Oda waved his hand listlessly. As anyone who's gotten older knows, the older you get, the less you should stay up late.

Having not slept all night, Ono Oda couldn't hide his exhaustion even with a cigarette constantly in his mouth.
“During this period, many of our ‘friends’ in Beiping have been killed or wounded, and many of them have an ambiguous attitude. There are not many people left who can be trusted.”

"If Lin Yuanjiang is punished, who will take his place?"

"I think at most they'll just give him a minor punishment to teach him a lesson, and in the end it'll all just fizzle out."

That's such a pity.

Cao Wei Da felt a pang of regret. It's said that good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years. This saying is really true.

Even after all this, they still can't kill him. They didn't even remove him from his position as section chief. That's too lenient on him.

"You're right, but it's a pity for those thirty-two warriors of the Empire, who sacrificed themselves so tragically." After subtly sowing discord, she stopped dwelling on the matter to avoid going too far and changed the subject:

"By the way, that Lou-style steel rolling mill I told you about before, because of the city lockdown, raw materials can't be transported in at all, and transportation is still prohibited. A couple of days ago, they came to me saying that if they don't get any materials, the workers in the factory will starve. What do you think?"

Oda Ono, who had been quite sleepy, suddenly perked up, his eyes darting around, and said with a troubled expression, "This is a bit difficult."

Damn it, I know what you're going to say the moment you move your butt!
Isn't it just about seizing any opportunity to make money?

I'm not afraid of you being greedy, I'm afraid of you not being greedy!

He chuckled and said, "Ono-kun, the Lou family is a sensible family, and they are always generous. Their 'meaning' should not disappoint you."

(End of this chapter)