Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 289 In this district office, I'm the boss!

He recalled the breathing he had just heard next door, and then, thinking back to the traitor's information, an absurd and ridiculous guess flooded his mind—damn it, this damned traitor actually used his own wife to serve the Japanese devils!
Upon considering this possibility, Cao Wei Da couldn't help but laugh in anger.

You know, men care about their reputation. Their wives are a taboo subject for almost all men, and they would never let another man touch them!
That traitor is incredibly magnanimous! He cuckolded himself and sleeps so peacefully. That dog of a traitor is truly a die-hard!
He glanced at the woman being embraced by the Japanese soldier, and a thought suddenly popped into his head: was it that traitorous dog offering his wife, or was it this woman offering herself to him?
It wasn't that he was making a malicious guess, but rather that the information he had led him to such a conclusion.

This woman was indeed very beautiful, with a great figure and a face that exuded a seductive charm. But who would have thought that such a beautiful and voluptuous woman would be a traitor who sold out his master for personal gain?

This woman is no good. Ever since the Japanese took control of Beiping, she has helped the Japanese destroy several transportation stations.

Generally speaking, people are much less wary of women than men.

It was precisely because of this that this woman, like Yoshiko Kawashima, took advantage of her position as a woman to inadvertently discover the weaknesses of several inexperienced underground party comrades, and then followed the clues to destroy the underground transportation station.

Forget it, why think so much? Let's just send them down together.

Without further hesitation, two long needles appeared at his fingertips and swiftly pierced the temples of the two men.

The two, who were fast asleep, passed away peacefully without uttering a sound.

After confirming that the two were dead, he waved his hand to collect the bodies, then went next door and repeated the murder and body collection.

They ransacked the room again, finding plenty of money and valuables before leaving with their loot.

The next day, the weather was fine and the sky was clear.

However, Guang Yuhua, the section chief of the inspection office, who was standing outside the director's office, was not in a sunny mood. His heart was pounding and he was carrying a sandalwood box.

The box was quite heavy. Inside was an antique inkstone he had recently acquired from Liulichang. Underneath the inkstone were two heavy silver notes, which he had hastily gathered overnight as an apology gift.

Last night, he recalled his daytime experiences and tossed and turned all night. He knew all too well the rules of this puppet police station—in a territory backed by the Japanese, a police chief with a Japanese backer could never be challenged by Ji Hongxin, the deputy police chief who had the support of a high-ranking official in the puppet government.

He was already 'insincere' before. If he doesn't spend money to show his sincerity, whether he can keep his position is secondary. If the director wants to hold him accountable for what he did, he might lose his head!
After calming himself down, he gently knocked on the door.

"Come in," came the voice of Director Cao Weida from inside.

Guang Yuhua pushed open the door and entered, glancing at Zheng Chaoyang beside him. He then rushed to the desk, presenting the wooden box with both hands, his back bent so low it almost touched his knees.

"Chief, I was so foolish yesterday that I failed to congratulate you. I deserve to die!"

"This antique inkstone is a small token of my appreciation; I hope you will not reject it."

Cao Weida, head down, flipped through the files without even lifting his eyelids, tapping his fingertips on the desk: "Section Chief Guang is thoughtful, but I just don't know how capable you are."

His words revealed neither joy nor anger. Although the temperature was not high in the morning, Guang Yuhua felt unbearably hot and humid, and his back was sweating.

He knew this was the other party implying that it wasn't enough.
Now, sweat beaded on his forehead, and he quickly added, "You're new here, and the district administration is quite complicated. I've made some progress on the previous grain theft cases, and I was just about to report back to you after I've investigated them thoroughly."

As he spoke, he took a document out of his pocket and placed it on top of the box.

Upon hearing this, Cao Weida finally raised his head. His gaze lingered on the box for a moment, then swept over Guang Yuhua's face, and suddenly he laughed.

"Section Chief Guang's awareness is quite good, and I think his ability to handle things is also not bad. Look, he came up here and gave me a big gift."

He winked at Zheng Chaoyang, who understood and went over to take the box and documents and hand them over.

Cao Wei Da fiddled with the documents for a while, but didn't open them immediately. Instead, he said with a playful expression:
"I think with Section Chief Guang's abilities, there shouldn't be any mistakes with the things here, don't you think, Section Chief Guang?"

Guang Yuhua wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a forced smile, "Please rest assured, Director, I would never dare to deceive you. Everything on here is genuine."

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei Da slowly opened it, glanced at it, nodded, and silently put it into his pocket.

He then opened the wooden box, ran his fingertips along the patterns on the ancient inkstone, glanced at the silver notes underneath, and smiled, "This inkstone is quite nice, I'll take it."

Upon hearing this, Guang Yuhua finally felt relieved and quickly replied, "From now on, I will serve the Director wholeheartedly and never make the same mistake again!"

Cao Weida smiled, leaned back in his executive chair, looked at him, and nodded in satisfaction.

In this district office, I'm the boss!

In fact, he didn't care about these gifts at all. What he wanted was for his subordinates to know who really called the shots in this district!
He waved him away, lit a cigarette, and offered one to Zheng Chaoyang.
Have all those people gathered together?

"Two people are still missing. Everyone else is here and waiting in the conference room. We've been waiting for about twenty minutes. Shall we go now?"

"No rush, let's hold off for a bit, let's have a smoke." Those guys who run gambling dens and cigarette stands are hardly easy to deal with; let's give them a taste of their own medicine first.

"Tell me first who those two who didn't come are."

He didn't care who came; what he cared about most was who didn't come.

I'm the director now, the one directly in charge of them!
They dared not to come when we summoned them to a meeting?
Isn't this blatant disrespect?
"One is named Zheng Wanchou, and the other is Yu Chang. Here is their information."

After taking the documents and glancing at them, Cao Weida raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Oh ho, so you actually have connections with Director Song. You think you have powerful backers, so you're acting with impunity?"

He was no stranger to Director Song. After Guo Dashuai was arrested, it was Director Song who called Xu Hancheng's office to put pressure on him.

In name only, Director Song is a high-ranking leader in the police department.

So what? Just because Director Song is backing you up doesn't mean I won't do anything to you.

He reached under the table and pressed a red button.

This is a call bell, connected to a small bell outside, similar to the call bells used in modern hospitals.

A short while later, Little Ears pushed open the door and came in: "Brother Cao, did you call me?"

When he takes office as director, he cannot bring his previous team with him.

Of course, those teams were still under Cao Weida's leadership.

In other words, he not only served as the Commissioner of Police for the Fifth District, but also held the position of Police Commissioner.

Of course, a newly appointed director can't possibly go without any of his own people; otherwise, he'd be a lone commander.

Therefore, you need to have your own team to control the situation as quickly as possible.

Xiao Erduo and Zheng Chaoyang were among the few core members he brought with him.

He handed over the documents in his hand: "Go, bring your men and weapons, and get these two people here for me!"

"Whether it's voluntary or not, even if it's a corpse, drag it back to the district police station!"

If you dare to disrespect me, then why should I give you face?

Didn't you say you didn't want to come?
I absolutely have to make you come!

If the person can't make it, then give me the body!
"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Without saying a word, Little Ears took the list and went to select his troops.

Just as Xiao Erduo, with his men and weapons, went to 'invite' someone with murderous intent, on the other side, at the headquarters of the Military Intelligence Bureau in the mountain city.

These past few days, Boss Dai hasn't had a good night's sleep. Ever since the Battle of Central Henan began, the Japanese North China Area Army has crossed the Yellow River and is heading straight for the Pinghan Railway in central Henan.

In mid-month, the Japanese army defeated the main force of the Kuomintang's First War Zone, invaded western Henan, occupied Shanxian County on the 18th, and Luoyang fell on the 20th. The Battle of Central Henan lasted for 37 days, but the Kuomintang lost 38 cities.
Large swathes of central Henan fell, and the First War Zone troops suffered a rout!

Now, the Japanese army is amassing its forces and advancing towards Changsha and Hengyang. The old man urgently needs intelligence on the Japanese army's military movements, and the intelligence pressure on their Military Intelligence Bureau is unprecedented.

As the head of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Dai's pressure was immense.

Having not slept all night, Boss Dai was just about to rest when he was interrupted by a series of urgent knocks on the door.

"What's the rush?" Boss Dai asked, his tone tinged with displeasure.

"Boss, Fang Jiamou, the deputy head of the Military Intelligence Section, killed the person monitoring him and ran away!" Secretary Mao said urgently. The news struck Boss Dai, who was already feeling drowsy, like a thunderbolt. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his drowsiness vanished instantly.

The Military Intelligence Section is no ordinary department; it controls a vast amount of military intelligence!
Especially with the Changsha-Hengyang Campaign about to begin, this department has considerable control over military movements!

As the deputy head of the military intelligence section, Fang Jiamou had the right to review these materials!
At this point, fleeing for any other reason would be acceptable, but if Fang Jiamou had defected to the Japanese...
"Boss, we've already initiated an investigation. Fang Jiamou's sudden escape must have involved someone; there might be a mole within our ranks."

"Now is not the time to pursue this!" Boss Dai frowned deeply, rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, and said in an icy tone, "The internal moles must be eliminated, but the most important thing now is to find out which side Fang Jiamou is on and which direction he has fled in!"

(End of this chapter)