Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 42 The spittle hasn't even dried yet!

After happily collecting the Japanese soldiers' corpses, Cao Weida tapped his feet twice on the wall, then scrambled back up to the wall and hid in the shadows to quietly check his spoils.

[Slacking off spot: 81]

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"???" Cao Weida was stunned. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, but the number still hadn't increased. He was dumbfounded.

"What's going on? Didn't I just kill a Japanese soldier? Why aren't my 'slacking off' points being added?!"

"Damn it, what an idiot! Are you suggesting we limit it to two Japanese devils a day?!"

Cao Wei Da was so angry he wanted to curse. He had been regretting missing out for so long.

If he had known earlier that he could get points for slacking off, he would have started killing long ago. Now that it's over, he feels like he has lost more than 100 million, at least 1 billion!

He'd finally found it, and was even planning to try and salvage the situation, but then the damn system revealed it had purchase limits!
"This damn system is a waste of my time! I'm going back to sleep!"

Seeing that further killing would yield no results, Cao Wei Da could only leave cursing.

Three Japanese soldiers have already been killed. Although the Japanese soldiers outside don't know this, they are not brain-dead, and this is enough to raise their awareness.

It would be a miracle if even one or two of them dared to come in and die; they'd be better off making a run for it.

Just as he had expected, there had been shouts a moment ago, but then suddenly there was silence, and the Japanese sergeant felt uneasy.

"Changgu, Uemura, Yota!"

He shouted towards the alley entrance, but no matter how he shouted, there was no response from inside.

This made him even more uneasy, and his vigilance instantly heightened. "Quick, flashlights! Machine gunner, aim at the alley entrance! Follow me in!"

The remaining ten Japanese soldiers weren't stupid, so they naturally noticed something was wrong. Two of them immediately turned on their patrol flashlights, while the others loaded their guns and cautiously crept into the alley.

The alleys of Beiping are interconnected and intricate; if you're not a local, you'll get completely lost once you enter.

The Japanese soldiers dared not be aggressive; they worked in pairs, cautiously surveying the surrounding alleys with utmost vigilance.

After a long battle of wits with thin air, unfortunately, we didn't see a single person.

This did not reassure Cao Chang; on the contrary, it intensified his unease.

"Sergeant, we've found something!" a Japanese soldier suddenly shouted.

The sergeant dared not delay and quickly ran over.

The Japanese soldier who had been shouting pointed to the wet stains in the corner of the wall and said, "Sergeant, look, this is urine that was just urinated on!"

Using the light of the flashlight, Sergeant Sergeant, not minding the dirt, dipped his finger in the water, smelled it under his nose, and stood up with a furrowed brow.

He then examined the other wet patches on the ground and gave the order:
"Protect the scene, cordon off all the urine traces, and notify trace evidence experts!"

After a while, a car stopped at the entrance of the alley, and then a short Japanese man, about 1.5 meters tall and dressed like a dog, was led into the alley carrying a wooden box.

"Takuma-kun, I'll have to trouble you from now on."

"Hai."

The Japanese soldier, known as Takuma, deftly opened the box and took out various professional tools.

The alley was now brightly lit by flashlights.

Takuma, holding professional equipment, surveyed the area around the scene for a long time, and a look of confusion gradually appeared on his face.

Undeterred, he brought a ladder and climbed up to the top of the wall to take another look.

The more tests he underwent, the more troubled he became.

Seeing him put away his tools, Cao Chang couldn't help but ask, "Master Tuo, how is it?"

"The survey is complete. This is the survey record."

Takuma handed over the survey record, but the sergeant pushed it back, saying, "Takuma-kun, just tell me."

Takuma wasn't annoyed. "The murderer is a professional. We can tell from the urine on the ground that the murderer attacked from behind from the beginning."

Takuma pointed to the circled area and said, "Look here. The murderer must have struck in one blow. The two were attacked from behind before they could react and instantly lost their fighting ability. As they fell backward, their urine ran up the wall and then spread around them."

"Furthermore, the murderer is clearly skilled in counter-surveillance; all the footprints around here have been erased. But strangely, there's a small mark here, seemingly from the toe area, though it's not very big." Takuma pointed to a spot slightly taller than himself, where there was a small dust mark.

“I initially suspected that the murderer jumped off the wall with a rope and then climbed up the rope to escape, but after a careful inspection, I did not find any such strangulation marks.”

Takuma's face was full of confusion:

"I've heard that China has masters of lightness skills, and ordinary high walls can't stop them at all. But where are the bodies of the three warriors?"

"The weight of three corpses is considerable. I absolutely do not believe that anyone could carry the weight of three corpses and still escape by scaling the wall with the agility of a swallow!"

I'm here for you to investigate, not for you to ask me questions!
The sergeant was secretly annoyed and asked, "Could they have run away through the alley?"

“Impossible.” Takuma answered with absolute certainty. “Putting aside the question of whether carrying three corpses could evade the surrounding patrols, I’ve already searched the area and found absolutely no trace. Could it be that the other party was carrying the corpses away while simultaneously erasing all traces?” The sergeant was somewhat agitated: “This isn’t it, that isn’t it either. Please tell me, Takuma-kun, where did my soldiers go?!”

"It's a pity that they should all have sacrificed themselves."

You bastard, do I even need to tell you?!

The sergeant was breathing heavily. "But now, my soldiers are gone! Even if they were killed, there should be bodies!! But now there's no trace of their bodies! So, where are my soldiers' bodies?!"

"..." Takuma was silent for a moment before saying helplessly, "I'm sorry, I don't know."

The sergeant's breathing became even more rapid. So, after I sent you to investigate for so long, all you gave me was an "I don't know"?!
Bageya Road!!!

On the other side, they found a place and ransacked the Japanese soldiers' bodies. Apart from three Type 38 rifles, they only found some military notes and Union Silver notes.

Cao Weida was somewhat disgusted. After burying the body in a garbage dump, he quickly slipped back to Youtao Well.

After erasing all traces, Cao Weida went to bed and fell asleep contentedly, embracing the warm, soft body.

The next morning, Cao Weida got dressed and left the room with the help of a Japanese girl.

It has to be said that Japanese girls are really good at providing service, and the key is that they are skilled in bed and not clingy.

Not long after Cao Wei Da left, Fujita Sōsuke and Ono Oda sat down in the teahouse.

"Fujita-kun, what are your plans for the transaction in a few days?"

Fujita Sosuke took a sip of tea and smiled slightly at Ono Oda: "Hasn't Ono-kun already made a decision?"

Ono Oda laughed, "Well, it seems Fujita-kun has already made up his mind."

"Haha, who would complain about not having enough money? I have to say, Cao Weida is indeed a good money-maker. Keeping him around might bring more surprises."

“He has indeed exceeded my expectations,” Ono Oda smiled slightly. “If this matter is successfully completed, it will be a huge income.”

Fujita's eyes gleamed. "I don't think Matsumoto will refuse to borrow money from the bank. Leave the maintenance committee to me."

"Alright, leave that local gang to me, but what about the next deal?"

"I'll take care of all the permits. Matsumoto and the Special Higher Police will handle the Special Higher Police and the Anti-Smuggling Bureau. As for the supplies, I'll leave it to Ono-kun."

The two exchanged a smile, raised their glasses, and drank a cup, everything understood without a word.

Cao Wei Da, on the other side, was unaware of these things, but they were all part of his plan.

The weather isn't good today; the sky is covered with dark clouds.

A few rays of sunlight pierced through the dense gray clouds and fell upon the earth, like a ray of hope emerging from a crack.

Cao Weida looked up at the sky, mentally reviewing the events of the past few days.

In fact, Cao Wei Da did not initially intend to make his first deal with Fujita and his group.

His idea at the time was very simple: to connect with Ono Oda and make money while helping some Chinese citizens.

But who could have imagined that Ono Oda and his group would start with a trump card?

After Fujita Sosuke and the others revealed their plan, he had no chance of disembarking and could only grit his teeth and continue onward.

If he hadn't agreed then, the two sides would have inevitably fallen out.

He appeared outwardly unchanged during this period, but in reality, he was constantly on edge.

He could sense that Ono Oda and his group were preparing to attack him.

After all, if white gloves get stained with dust, the most likely thing the owner will do is throw them away and find a new pair.

However, it now appears that the crisis has been initially averted.

Otherwise, he would have no choice but to fight to the death with the other party before they could make a move.

(I originally wanted to leave this storyline hidden, but many readers seem too impatient, so I have no choice but to write it out for now.)

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With his current skills, if he really wanted to run away, it wouldn't be easy to catch him.

If his system were any other system, he could simply run away. But the problem is that his system is a rip-off and is already tied to the Beiping Police Department. If he runs away, his system can no longer add any more slacking-off points. This is practically cutting off his very foundation!

Therefore, he would never give up this job unless absolutely necessary.

I had just finished my roll call at the police station when I was called into the office by the enthusiastic Chief Xu Hancheng.

"Come, come, Cao'er, have some tea." Xu Hancheng smiled so warmly and was so amiable, he probably wasn't even this amiable to his own father.

"Cao'er, how's it going with Commander Ono?"

"Director, you've really screwed me over this time." Cao Weida complained with a wry smile, "You didn't see it, Commander Ono gave me a good scolding last night, look, his spittle is still wet on his lips!"

(End of this chapter)