1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

"3. Launch a 'Five-Year Campaign to Crack Down on Organized Crime and Evil' to completely eliminate the 'Dillinger Gang' and other criminal elements, restoring peace and stability to the people!"

"Purvis, you're responsible for this matter. My hope is that in the future of America, ordinary people will no longer need to rely on guns to protect their safety! I hope that the image of the FBI can be like my NGW, representing order and light, loyalty, bravery, and integrity!"

“迪林杰帮”是1933-1934年间全美恶名昭彰的暴力匪帮,横跨中西部抢劫24家银行、3座警局,杀害至少7名执法者;

In September this year, they even used wooden fake guns to successfully kidnap Indiana State Prison guards, rescued more than a dozen accomplices and released a large number of prisoners, making the US officials lose face.

What is even more troublesome is that since they basically only robbed banks and killed police officers, and rarely directly harmed the public, they were regarded by many ordinary people at the bottom of society as "Robin Hoods who rebelled against the financial tycoons", and even spontaneously formed a "Dillinger Hunting Team" to interfere with police enforcement.

Although the "gang" commanded by the Alchemist has eliminated a number of such gangs, similar tumors continue to grow in the shadow areas that the official power of the United States cannot reach.

Sweep away the mafia!

It can appease the people, strike hard at the local government, and make money.

Triple win.

"Yes! I guarantee to complete the task!"

Purvis' eyes lit up with fire, and he answered with absolute certainty.

He is very confident and has a strong voice.

In fact, before the rumor that "Ms. Field was going to purge Hoover's old subordinates" became rampant, he had been tracking such gangsters, especially a mysterious underworld boss named "Miss Elliott" (said to be extraordinarily beautiful).

Unfortunately, the other party was very secretive and had no other bad deeds except for the occasional gang fights. He had not been able to dig out anything valuable.

He firmly believed that with the full support of Ms. Field, the new FBI would eventually expose these maggots lurking in the dark!

At this moment, a beautiful woman on a Japanese cruise ship far away in the Pacific Ocean suddenly sneezed loudly.

"Alchemist, you're not catching a cold, are you?"

"Wa-chan, are you so anxious to see the commander that you've lost your mind?" "I'm not in a hurry to see him!"

"Yes, yes... So there's something wrong with your brain?" "I don't have a brain!"

"Commander, you're right. It's fun to tease you."

633 Xun Ge'er's Happy Daily Life

October 1, 1933, Sunday, Shenyang.

A week has passed since the "recapture of Macau", and the people of the Five-Star Oriental Republic are still immersed in the joy of victory.

Don't get me wrong, a little over a year wouldn't give them the same sense of national belonging as the Japanese. Most people are just like a certain prince who suddenly went crazy again:

He issued a one-yuan "consumption voucher" to all citizens who registered and applied for a "Five-Star Oriental Republic Resident Identity Card" before October 1st;

With this certificate and consumption voucher, you can directly deduct the money when spending at "supply and marketing cooperatives" and Queen Mall and other officially designated stores across the country. The validity period is until next New Year's Eve.

reason?

The reasons were to celebrate the recovery of Mongolia, the recovery of Macau, and the various achievements and victories since the founding of the country... and so on.

Anyway, I can do whatever I want.jpg.

As soon as the news came out, people all over the country and abroad were in an uproar. This kind of play was unheard of!

Although you need an ID card, although you can only use the coupons after spending at least 1.1 yuan, although use must be strictly registered, and those who cheat will be severely punished, although there are a lot of rules...

But after all, giving money is giving money, real money! Is the Hachiman Palace really that wealthy?

And if he spends money like a spendthrift, won't his father chase him with a broom and beat him?

Regardless of whether Fujiwara no Kanezane was rich or not, and regardless of whether they understood or not, the vast majority of people now fully believed that as long as His Highness promised something, he would definitely fulfill it!

In other words, the money can really be obtained!

In an instant, the flow of people registering for ID cards overwhelmed all the registration points, and the local supply and marketing cooperatives and the Queen's Company Mall were also overcrowded;

Many old farmers from the mountains ran to the city, adding a bit of hustle and bustle and vitality to the business in Shenyang and other cities, which had been a little depressed after the "Princess Selection Conference" ended.

"...I'm not short of money, but I don't actually need to pay that much cash. In theory, I can even spend nothing. It's just a matter of economic circulation. Understand?"

He dodged the crowds of people who were carrying large and small bags and coming out of the supply and marketing cooperative with great joy. His makeup concealed his true appearance, and he spoke to Chen Kang and Zhao Ziqi, who were also wearing makeup, beside him.

"Not to mention that spending at the supply and marketing cooperative and the Queen's Company is simply transferring money from one hand to the other, and collecting a lot of tax revenue, it also stimulates consumption in other areas, broadens people's horizons, and strengthens their sense of belonging. No matter how you look at it, it's a profit..."

"The lowest amount you can spend with me is ten cents, which is already a significant amount for most people... And the coupons can only be used to offset expenses, not directly as cash, to prevent people from using them to cash out..."

"...So I set a '1.1 yuan minimum spend' threshold...I also took the opportunity to check the smooth operation of our party affairs and government affairs systems...It seems that some areas need to be replaced..."

"...I see...That's a good idea. After all, to a wealthy person like you, money is just a number."

"Hey! You've been listening for so long and that's all you've heard? What's a rich man? Just call me rich!"

"Hero? Tycoon? That sounds worse than rich."

"You fucking know how unpleasant it sounds... Take my punch!"

"Fuck! You agreed not to hit people in the face! You're not keeping your word!"

"First, we need to define what a 'human' is. Obviously, you are not..."

"Hey, can you two be quiet? There are so many people watching us..."

Zhao Ziqi sighed helplessly and tried to pull the two people who were fighting in the street together.

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The three giants of the Republic's party, government and military, who were talked about by countless people - Fujiwara no Kanezane and Chen Kang, were fighting and quarreling all the way. Zhao Ziqi tried in vain to persuade them to stop fighting, which attracted many funny looks from passers-by, but no one thought of the true identities of these three people.

"In short, economic problems are often the easiest to solve of all difficult problems. As long as we are willing to give benefits to the people and ensure that these benefits truly reach them, most economic problems can be easily solved. The hard nut we have to chew next is the real one..."

After arriving near the destination, Fujiwara Kanezane was about to continue explaining the previous problem to Zhao Ziqi, but suddenly he raised his finger to his lips and pointed in a certain direction.

Chen Kang and Zhao Ziqi looked over, their lips twitching at the same time as they sighed. It was that fucking Ah San again.

What are you doing now?

At the foot of the wall, Xia A was holding his wrist and taking a shit.

Since Bose was intimidated by the mighty military power of the "People's Liberation Army" and resolutely surrendered to Fujiwara no Kanezane, who assisted him in establishing the "Free India Government" and the "Free India Army", the number of Indians in Northeast China, especially in Shenyang, has increased.

After all, a large number of pro-Bos military officers and government officials were arranged to stay in Shenyang for training, and their families and servants also had to stay to serve them.

Then, the Indian "diaspora" fully developed their "racial talents":

Wherever you go, you rape; wherever you go, you pee; wherever you go, you poop.

To be fair, the sanitation conditions in Chinese cities during this period were also worrying, but at least in terms of hygiene concepts, Chinese people generally pay more attention to hygiene than Indians, but they are unable to fully achieve it due to practical conditions.

Moreover, after Fujiwara no Kanezane took office, he also brought a lot of "patriotic hygiene" things over, on the one hand, renovating public toilets, severely punishing behaviors such as urinating and defecating in public, and on the other hand, widely publicizing the benefits and harms of hygiene.

Thanks to the efforts of all parties, the sanitary environment and citizens' awareness in Shenyang have improved significantly over the past year.

But the Indians generally do not have this concept. Once they arrive, the above efforts almost "return to the pre-liberation era overnight."

Eat with your hands;

When going to the toilet, he poops anywhere; when wiping his butt, he wipes with his hands; then he turns around and continues eating.

Even if it's not the same hand, it's still annoying.

Therefore, the people of Shenyang soon realized that His Majesty Hachiman Palace was right!

It’s really not okay to not pay attention to hygiene!

No one wants to go out shopping with their family in a cheerful mood, only to step in poop the first thing they do!

Fuck him!

The party’s call for the classics a thousand times is not as good as teaching it once in reality.

However, even though the "people's war" against "open urination and defecation" has already begun and the police have issued countless tickets, Indians still do their own thing.

If it weren't for the fact that those Indians who attempted to rape the male waiter were almost beaten to death and the scene of them being dragged through the streets after the trial was too shocking, the rape rate in Shenyang would have skyrocketed a long time ago.

"Mom..."

Even the good-tempered Zhao Ziqi couldn't help but curse in a low voice:

"Let's call the police? Let them arrest this guy and make him reflect on his actions." "What else? Should we just yell and charge at him ourselves?" Chen Kang rolled his eyes.

"By then, will history record that the Chairman of the Central People's Government of the Five-Star Eastern Republic and the Commander of the 129th Division went on an incognito trip and successfully prevented Ah San from defecating in the street?"

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"If this kind of history is recorded, my life will be over, right?" Fujiwara Kanezane curled his lips and took out a small object from his pocket:

"But I'm not telling you to look at the guy who's pooping. Look at the door at the entrance of the alley."

"Um?"

Only then did the two of them notice that a hand quietly stretched out from a shabby wooden door next to them, holding a fully-strung slingshot firmly in its hand, aiming at the dark buttocks exposed by the shitting Indian.

Huh?

That's not...

"Whoosh—bang!"

“Yun ahhhhhhh!!!”

The stone hit the target accurately, and with a howl like a Tom cat, Asan, who was taking a shit, turned around suddenly and found Fujiwara Kanezane and the other two holding their sleeves. He was so scared that he didn't care about anything else and quickly pulled up his pants and ran away.

"Will you chase me?"

"What the hell, when history records it..."

"Remember that shit."

Fujiwara Kanezane took the lead, bypassing the pile of shit and heading straight for the door that had just been closed. He raised his fist and pounded on the door:

"Open the door! Open the door! I know you're in there! If you can beat Ah San, you can open the door!"

A few seconds later, the door was suddenly pulled open, revealing an angry middle-aged face with a signature mustache. Without even looking, he roared:

"What are you doing crazy again?"

"Tsk..."

Fujiwara Kanemi waved the $25 Kodak Retina l home camera in his hand:

"I filmed all the wonderful moments. Sir, you don't want the photo of you heroically slingshotting an Indian's butt to be spread all over the world tomorrow, do you?"

"...you're taking 50 cents a roll of precious film and doing that?"

"I'm so poor that I only have money left, and I'm happy with it."

Fujiwara no Kanezane raised his chin and spoke with confidence.

Lu Xun's anger was visibly growing. He glanced at the two people behind Fujiwara Kanezane and said unhappily:

"come in!"

A few minutes later, the atmosphere in the study became subtle.

Seeing Fujiwara Kanezane enjoying his shachima without any hesitation, looking around from time to time, and acting as if he was treating this place like his own home, Lu Xun became increasingly annoyed and could not help but ask in a sarcastic tone:

"How did His Majesty Hachiman, who is so busy with affairs of state, find time to visit my humble abode today? Could it be that he is on a secret visit to understand the people's sentiments?"

"Of course I'm giving you money. Look, you're also a resident of the Five-Star Oriental Republic with a resident ID card!"

As he spoke, Fujiwara Kanezane slammed a one-yuan RMB on the table and said in a strange tone:

"I, the eternal sun of the Northeast, the most outstanding representative of the Japanese imperial family, the conqueror of the Mongol tribes, the sword-bearer who restored Macao... His Majesty Hachiman-no-Miya personally delivers the voucher to your door. Ah, what an honor!"

"puff..."

Seeing Lu Xun's flushed face and bulging veins on his forehead, Chen Kui almost laughed out loud.

It's true that there is a natural order...

Even the great writer Lu, known for his sharp writing style and invincible verbal skills, seemed a little inferior in front of this man...

Theoretically speaking, Lu Xun's attainments in satire and ridicule are no less than those of Fujiwara no Kanezane. The problem is that his sharp tongue is sometimes too "cultured", and people without some education cannot keep up with the pace and naturally cannot understand it.

For example, he took the pen name "楮冠" to mock the Kuomintang authorities as "paper authority". Sadly, most Kuomintang officials did not understand his words at all, and those who did understand were unwilling to speak out.

For example, he chose the pen name "Yan Zhi Ao", which means "the house was occupied by a Japanese woman" in Chinese characters. It is a subtle satire on his brother's wife, Nobuko Hata, who turned the family upside down, but the woman was almost illiterate.

It is conceivable that, whether in terms of the momentum of the curse or the spread of sarcasm, his "that mother of two" is far less direct and satisfying than "fuck your mother";

There is absolutely no such saying as "How can intellectuals gossip" or "If your brain is not needed, you can donate it to someone who needs it" that is widely circulated among the people.

Anyway, since they met, Lu Xun rarely won in bickering with Fujiwara no Kanezane.