Chapter 27 Conflict

Style: Historical Author: Member Zhao who doesn’t eat corianderWords: 2092Update Time: 24/02/20 17:36:37
More and more people gathered at the "Ta Kung Pao" daily office. Some people came to watch the excitement, and some came to support "Ta Kung Pao". Even some French and British reporters came to interview Editor Hu.

More and more people gathered, and dozens of police officers from the French police station, led by Chinese detective Li Yanrong, were maintaining order not far away.

A police officer asked: "Detective, are we just going to watch the Japanese kidnap our compatriots? This is the French Concession, and we should have the final say."

Li Yanrong smiled bitterly and said: "Even the French don't dare to come forward, so who are we?"

"It's so fucking frustrating." The little catcher spat hard, scolding the damn devil countless times in his heart.

Doi Cheng stepped forward and looked at the gray-haired Chinese. He knew that the man in front of him was not afraid of death and was a truly brave person.

"You are Hu Desheng." Doi Cheng asked.

"That's right, it's me!" Editor Hu glanced sideways at Doi Cheng and said calmly.

"Who asked you to report? How much do you know about Golden Leopard?" Editor Hu asked.

Editor Hu said with a hint of sarcasm: "I only know that he is a great hero, a great hero who killed Japanese pirates."

Dohei Cheng became angry and waved his hand: "Come here, bring this anti-Japanese element to the special high school and treat him well. I don't believe he didn't tell me."

No one could bear the twelve tortures of the Extraordinary Higher Education Course, and he believed that this weak man would be the same.

At this time, Zhang Wanting in the crowd burst into tears and wanted to rush out of the crowd. She finally understood the painstaking efforts of Editor Hu to drive her away. She knew the consequences of being taken to the extra-high school class, and she would rather suffer it on his behalf. Zhang Wanting was Xiao Liu held on tightly and covered his mouth.

Editor Hu also noticed her and used his eyes to signal her not to act rashly.

Two gendarmerie soldiers came up to take him away, and an angry voice rang out from the crowd: "You can't take him away."

He was a blond French reporter. He stood in front of Editor Hu and said: "My name is David. This is the French Concession and French territory. You Japanese people have no law enforcement rights. Only the French patrol has the right to arrest him."

Although the words are a bit harsh, they are also true.

Doi Cheng didn't take him seriously at all and signaled the military police to pull him aside.

Countless voices rang out from the crowd. A group of reporters stood in front of Editor Hu and formed a human wall. There were French reporters, British reporters, German reporters, American reporters, and Chinese reporters.

They want to defend not Editor Hu, but the reporter's right to report freely, the right to freedom of the press. If they are allowed to take Editor Hu away, their personal safety will be threatened in the future.

When the Chinese detective Wei Yanrong saw that the gringos were all attracted, he threw the cigarette in his mouth on the ground, twisted it out with his foot, and cursed: "The worst thing is that I will quit as chief detective!"

He shouted to his men: "Brothers, follow me. This is our territory. We can't let the little devils do whatever they want."

He rushed over with dozens of brothers, stood in front of these people, took out his gun and confronted the Japanese military police.

"Taijun Tufei, this is the French Concession, and we want to take Editor Hu away."

Wu Ergui, who was not far away, asked Xu Zhongyi: "Old Xu, we can't get up."

Xu Zhongyi whispered in his ear: "This kind of thing is thankless. Both sides will be offended. If the imperial army does not move, we will not move. If the imperial army does not draw their guns, we will definitely not draw their guns."

Wu Ergui took it seriously and signaled his men to be calm and not to act rashly without his order.

Dohi Makoto took out his gun and was about to order someone to rob someone. Tanaka Daisho tugged on his sleeve and said, "Colonel, please don't act rashly. If a diplomatic conflict is caused, we can't afford to suffer!"

At this time, a car drove over from afar. The French Consul General in Tianjin got out of the car and came to Doi Cheng.

He received a report that the Special High School would arrest journalists from various countries in his territory. He did not care about arresting Chinese. If so many journalists from Britain, France, Germany and the United States were arrested, he would be implicated and criticized by the headquarters. So I rushed over without stopping.

"Mr. Tufei, you cannot take this person away. Please take your people and leave the French Concession." The French Consul General looked serious.

"Baga, if I want to capture this anti-Japanese element, it has nothing to do with you?"

"I just had a phone call with the consuls general of the United Kingdom, Germany, the United States, and our French Ministry of Foreign Affairs. I lodged a diplomatic protest against you leading the army to our concession to arrest people. If you don't leave, it will be equivalent to invading our country. If If our countries declare war on you at the same time, I'm afraid your emperor will also ask you to disembowel yourself as an apology!"

The words of the French consul were half-true and half-false, and mostly contained elements of intimidation. In 1937, Britain and France implemented a policy of appeasement, otherwise they would not have grown their mustaches. As for the Japanese country in the Far East, they would naturally not go to war over an insignificant person.

Doi Makoto hesitated. He was originally afraid that the headquarters would blame him for controlling public opinion, but now that there was pressure from the French consul, he had something to say to the headquarters when he went back. The responsibility could not be placed on him. Otomo Urawa was a person from the Peking Special High School. , this thunder naturally has to be shouldered by the Peking Extra High School.

"This person is an anti-Japanese element. I hope you will extradite him to us as soon as possible." Doi Makoto said a few words and ordered the evacuation.

Cheers erupted from the crowd. The French Consul General glanced at Editor Hu and said, "Arrest this person and deport him."

He also read the newspaper of that day, and he was very impressed by the man in front of him. He paused and said, "I will deport him to Xiangjiang."

Two police officers from the police station handcuffed Editor Hu and took him away.

There was warm applause from the crowd, and a large group of reporters followed to the patrol room. Everyone wanted to interview Editor Hu.

Zhang Wanting cried with joy and followed a group of people to the patrol room.

Peking Special Higher Education Course

A belly-disembowelment ceremony was being held. As soon as the report came out, the senior Japanese military officials were furious. Otomo Urawa was asked by the senior Japanese military officials to commit suicide by disembowelment to apologize to the emperor.

Takeo Yoshida was his mentor.

Otomo Urawa's seppuku suicide ceremony was held in an office of the Super High School. Yoshida Yoshida was wearing a white dress, holding a long knife, and standing beside him with a solemn expression.

Otomo Urawa took off his shirt and tied it with a white cloth around his waist. A military policeman made a cross on his abdomen with a knife. Otomo Urawa gritted his teeth, stabbed the knife deeply into his stomach, and then endured the severe pain. A pull made him scream in pain.

"Please, kill me." Otomo Urawa begged.

"You coward!" Takeo Yoshida scolded.

He raised the knife and slashed hard, and the sharp blade of the katana slashed across it. Otomo Urawa's head fell off, bounced a few times like a ball, and rolled to the corner without moving.

The surrounding military police and members of the Special High School were silent. They looked at this scene and were greatly shocked in their hearts.