There are more and more people around.
The newspaper seller bravely said: "Today's newspapers are very expensive. If you can't afford it, please return the newspaper to me. I won't sell it to you."
…
Qin Tai was confused.
He had at most ten or eight dollars in his pocket.
How can you have so much money?
When he was frowning, the newspaper seller pointed to the foot pot chicken store next door, "There is a bank there..."
Qin Tai:......
He seriously doubted it.
This is a man-made and calculated fraud! !
He touched the check in his suit underwear pocket and said, "Just wait."
Newspaper boy: "Okay, just wait."
Qin Tai's expression froze, where the hell did this bastard come from?
Dare you talk to him like this?
In the corner of the building not far from the newspaper seller.
Sun Maotian holds 98K.
Looking through the expensive scope, look at the dramatic scene below.
After Ye Anran became the deputy commander of the Northeast Field Army, the 98K rifle in his hand was directly given to Sun Maotian.
Sun Maotian threw the replaced Mosin Nagant to the guards.
After having the Z1 rifle.
The guards also looked down upon Mosin Nagant.
He was holding a 98K rifle, watching a monkey selling newspapers in the ice and snow...
It still feels pretty good.
Liu Benshan was sitting in the car, and he deliberately covered his face with a scarf.
Seeing Qin Tai walking towards the bank, he was even more confused.
"You still have to go to the bank to withdraw money to buy a newspaper?"
"You can't live anymore?"
"As the deputy director of the Ice City Police Department, he can't be so poor, right?"
…
A few minutes later.
Qin Tai was carrying a bag.
He walked up to the newspaper seller and threw it to him, "Here, do you want to count?"
The newspaper seller looked at the money in his pocket and said, "No need."
…
Qin Tai looked around at the people standing around and said, "It's all gone. It's okay."
He shouted in the street and walked towards the car parked on the roadside.
Get in the car.
Qin Tai started the car and drove away from the scene.
Wait.
This account.
He will definitely let the child return it.
If he didn't expose his corpse in the wilderness, he, the deputy director of the Ice City Police Department, would be in vain! !
Liu Benshan looked at Qin Tai who was very angry.
"what?"
"Did that gadget steal money from you?"
…
Qin Tai took out a note from the bank from his pocket.
"Let's see."
"Today's newspaper costs 10 yuan a copy."
…
"Ten dollars a piece?"
Liu Benshan sneered, "Okay, you are taking advantage of me!!"
"asshole!"
Saw the police station car leaving.
A car stopped next to the newspaper seller. The child opened the door, quickly got in the car and left.
Sun Maotian handed the child a Japanese kimono.
"Put on."
The child changes into clothes in the car.
The car passed through the Bingcheng Gate Checkpoint.
The fake policeman who was checking at the door walked to the cab. He looked at Sun Maotian in the car and said, "Where are you going?"
Sun Maotian handed over a pass.
"It's yours to work on as long as you're free."
The fake policeman confirmed that there was no problem with the pass. He saluted Sun Maotian and then motioned to the people in front of him to move away.
Sun Maotian stepped on the accelerator and left Bingcheng.
The kid in the back seat quickly took off his clothes and changed into his own.
"My clothes are warmer."
Sun Maotian laughed "haha", "Isn't it more than what you earn from selling newspapers in Oil City?"
The child held a cloth bag full of money, "This money can enable my master to walk around the streets for several years."
"Hahaha!"
…
Oil City front finger.
There is a notice on the desk.
Wang Dashuai stood in front of his desk. He looked at the contents of the notice and felt like falling into an ice cave.
He never dreamed that he was alive and well.
At his brother-in-law's place, he is already dead.
Ye Anran looked at Marshal Wang happily.
"Your funeral is tomorrow, do you have any expression?"
Marshal Wang shook his head.
Ye Anran raised the corner of his mouth, "Do you want to attend your own funeral?"
Marshal Wang shook his head...
He was afraid that if he went to a funeral, it would be a real funeral.
Ye Anran chuckled, "You must participate."
"I'll go with you."
"Feel the funeral that your filial father has arranged for you."
"But remember, if you are exposed, your brother-in-law will definitely kill you first."
…
Marshal Wang nodded.
He also wanted to see how Liu Benshan wanted to handle his funeral.
…
The next day.
Ye Anran, Sun Maotian, Ma Jinhai and other members of the shadow rapid response commando team put on Japanese military uniforms.
A group of people drove a car to Bingcheng to attend the funeral of Marshal Wang.
Half an hour later.
The convoy was intercepted by Japanese soldiers in front of the gate of Bingcheng City.
The pseudo-policeman stationed at the city gate looked at the long queue of motorcades, stepped forward very cautiously, and knocked on the cab door.
Ma Jinhai lowered the window.
He looked at the scrawny pseudo-policeman in front of him and said, "On orders from the Kwantung Army Headquarters, I came to attend the funeral of Marshal Wang from the Bingcheng Police Department."
"Step aside."
…
The fake policeman's eyes suddenly widened.
He was stunned for a few seconds, then came to his senses and bowed deeply to Ma Jinhai, then signaled the pseudo-policeman guarding the door to move away and reject the horse...
The group saluted the convoy.
On both sides of the front of the vehicle, there are plaster flags of chickens flying, which are very dazzling.
When the convoy left the ice city gate, the pseudo-policeman took off his hat and touched his scalp.
"It has to be Liu Ting."
"Look, there are so many old people coming to the Kwantung Army Headquarters!!"
"Brothers of mine, do you want to go and get some money?"
"I think it should be casual, it makes sense..."
A group of goalkeepers discussed the topic of courtesy.
In front of Wang Dashuai's house, a black cloth is hung.
Both sides of the door were filled with wreaths sent by various military and political departments in Bingcheng.
The butler in front of the door said: "Mr. Taro Chishima, Commander-in-Chief of the Ice City Military Police Headquarters, has arrived."
…
Liu Benshan hurriedly walked out the door.
He nervously held Chishima Taro's hand and said, "Colonel Chishima, please do me a favor and thank you for my unlucky brother-in-law."
…
Chishima Taro bowed slightly.
"Director Liu, please forgive me."
"I just heard that the Guandong Command has appointed individual officers to come to Bingcheng to mourn Mr. Marshal Wang."
"This shows that the Locust Army values your talents and leadership abilities very much. I hope you will not disappoint the Locust Army."
Liu Benshan bent down and bowed ninety degrees, "Thank you Locust Army for your love..."
Chishima Taro stopped in front of the mourning hall, and then at Liu Benshan's invitation, he took a seat at seat number one.
A few minutes later.
More than a dozen cars parked in front of Wang Dashuai's house.
The chief steward looked at the stopped motorcade and was a little confused.
This, this is too grand.
Before Ye Anran got off the car, Sun Maotian and others opened the car door almost at the same time, and they stood in a row on both sides in front of Marshal Wang's door.
Ma Jinhai opened the car door for Ye Anran.
Almost all the mourning guests inside turned to look at the door.
Chishima Taro, who was sitting at table number one, was stunned when he looked at the man who ignored the butler and walked directly into the mourning hall...
Liu Benshan stood in front of Ye Anran with a confused look on his face. He lowered his head and did not dare to look up.
Ye Anran spoke directly in Japanese: "Mr. Liu, on the order of General Ling Yidian, the commander-in-chief of the Kwantung Army Headquarters, I came to pay a visit to mourn Mr. Wang, who was shattered by the Northeast Army."
…
Literal translation by Ma Jinhai.
He didn't sleep last night.
I memorized these sentences all night long.
Taro Chishima, who was sitting in seat No. 1, couldn't sit still.
He stood up with a loud sound, his expression suddenly changed...
The official is older than him.
More awesome than him.
