Chapter 631

"Brother Yan, this grandson act is too much of a grandson act..." Watching the two little Japanese leave, Qi Si sat opposite again, carrying the plates and bowls. He had been sitting on the side listening to the movement just now. That appearance of being flattering yet pretending to be fierce was truly too different from the domineering impression he had of his big brother in the past.

Although his big brother had always warned him repeatedly before about how to deal with the Japanese, his big brother's contact with the Japanese before was still neither humble nor pushy. Although he always said 'acting like a grandson', now that his big brother was really acting like a grandson in front of him, he really couldn't accept it.

Compared to the anger of Qi Si, an irrelevant person, Wang Yan, who was the real grandson, didn't have much feeling. After all, weakness is the original sin. If he were a warlord with a heavy army, controlling his own territory, he would have started researching atomic bombs and bombers long ago, rolling up his sleeves to bomb Tokyo. But now, he is just an ordinary special intelligence officer with superhuman action ability. Having reached today, if he still cares about that bit of so-called face, it would truly be a waste of a thousand years of cultivation.

He shook his head with a smile, still drinking and eating elegantly: "At this time, if I don't act like a grandson, it's hard to guarantee the Japanese won't really kill me. As the saying goes, 'as long as the green hills remain, one needn't worry about firewood'; it's still life that's most important. Since I've already acted like a grandson, why care about so much? Is there a difference between fifty steps and a hundred steps? Since I've done it, I have to do it thoroughly. You have to remember, being indecisive and hesitant will never last long. The wall-grass that sways with the wind is the most annoying."

"But that's giving too much; twenty thousand, they really dare to accept it."

"This is money to buy life; how can a small hand work? Is twenty thousand important, or are our two little lives important? Also, how did I say it when I gave the money? I told them to send a portion to their superiors and speak well of me. Do you think they have the guts to swallow this money? Not to mention anything else, there were so many eyes and ears outside just now, and they all saw me give Omura Akihiro a piece of paper. What they saw, what they heard, these people will report it upward later. Omura Akihiro doesn't have such high status to let so many people shut their mouths; if he did, he wouldn't have come to see me himself."

"Special High Police, consulate, both sides need to be handled. The money that finally falls into their hands will be about two or three thousand, and that's still the money Omura Akihiro gets. That Muramoto Ichiro would be lucky to have ten thousand. They will definitely tell their superiors that this money came from me; otherwise, if one day I talk to their superiors, then these two people will be looking for death."

"Also, they take our money, which counts as a handle. Do you think the Japanese are very rich? Wrong, the rich are always the minority. Although they have strong ships and cannons, that's national wealth, and not much money falls into the hands of individuals. They are all poor ghosts; didn't you see that Omura Akihiro grinning wide just now? Doing things as a person, it's impossible to be perfect, and the Japanese are the same, and they will also have enemies. This kind of thing isn't big, but it isn't small either. Using it to make an article, if someone with a heart adds insult to injury, it's enough for them to be dealt with by military law."

"Then does that mean this matter is over?"

"Whether intentional or unintentional, it happened, so it's impossible for it to be over. I was indeed speaking from the heart to them, but people are always suspicious. We know it's a coincidence, but whether they believe it is another matter. This time, we can be considered to have barely passed the test. Being able to continue living is because there is still value in use and a certain irreplaceability. Otherwise, with the gun in their hands, regardless of whether there is a reason, if they say you die, you have to die."

"Look at how Omura Akihiro accepted the money and you'll understand. They also like money, or like other things that money can buy; in short, it's all money. I've been doing business for so many years, the relationship network, the transport lines—these are all our capital; there will always be a time when they need them. Also, I'm not a wine bag or a rice sack. If there really comes a day when they march into the French Concession, not to mention anything else, they will also need police to maintain order, right?"

"The Japanese have always followed the policy of first occupying our land with guns and cannons, and then using Chinese to control Chinese, while they suppress from behind and seize benefits. They are very smart. You should also use your brain when you have nothing to do and ponder more. The brain is used more and more flexibly; only when the brain is flexible can one live long and die clearly. They all say knowing too much is painful, but being a muddled ghost is even more pathetic. Without a brain, you can't even act like a grandson properly. Kid, you still have a lot to learn. Alright, hurry up and eat."

Just as Wang Yan said, it's not that the Japanese don't have an attitude; one can think with their heels how angry they must be. It's just that Wang Yan is sensible, has a sense of proportion, has ability, and has value. The other side's lurking agents have already been exposed, and there's no way to remedy it. Killing Wang Yan, although it might cause some small losses, isn't too much trouble, but a dead Wang Yan has no value at all, which doesn't meet their expectations. After all, wanting Wang Yan to die is possible at any time, but capable personnel are hard to find. So they pinched their noses and accepted Wang Yan's unintentional mistake this time, turning a bad thing into a good thing, showing their generosity and sincerity to Wang Yan, and deepening cooperation. After experiencing this incident, if Wang Yan does things as muddled as before, that would be looking for trouble himself.

If one really wants to talk about it, Wang Yan lost money this time, but it was within an acceptable range. He openly killed Inoue Koji, and at the same time warned Zhang Xian, completely grasping the real power of the Inspector. Most importantly, he dragged the French into the water, letting them find trouble for the Japanese, which definitely has greater power and other multi-faceted influences. This is why Wang Yan made such a big scene instead of finding an opportunity to kill him as he told the Japanese.

Moreover, removing a portion of Japanese agents has many benefits for the future. After all, who knows if the Japanese will let these people show their cards after occupying the French Concession. Another point is that these people have been police for so many years. If they hadn't been exposed before, then with the Japanese's wolf-hearted ambition, they would inevitably continue to let these people stay. By then, the matter would be even bigger and more serious.

Compared to his little loss, the Japanese definitely lost more, because they have to appease the French's anger and consider his long-term considerations. Calculating it this way, his twenty thousand was scattered without any big problem; it can be considered that he earned it...

Qi Si didn't speak again. He was already full, sitting there looking at the cars outside the window, picking up dishes to eat one mouthful after another.

Just at this time, a car drove over quickly, braked sharply, and stopped at the entrance of the restaurant. Liu Yitong got out of the car, slammed the car door shut, ran into the restaurant, had the waiter serve a bowl of rice, and went straight to Wang Yan.

"I say this Inspector Liu is here to inquire about news, right, Brother Yan?"

Seeing Wang Yan with a 'do you even need to ask' expression, Qi Si smiled, stood up, greeted Liu Yitong, and went out with a cigarette to guard the car, checking up and down, front and back. So many Japanese special agents came just now; he was afraid he hadn't seen clearly, so he had to check carefully. If a bomb sent them away, that would be too unjust.

Liu Yitong sat on the stool and asked anxiously: "What's the situation? I heard that you arrested one of your team leaders, and then the police station leadership and the high-level officials of the Municipal Council all came, and even the garrison came over. Just before, the Inspector General of our Xiafei Road came to find me alone and had me arrest one of the squad leaders under me. What exactly is going on? Good brother, tell me quickly; I don't know anything, and I have no bottom in my heart."

Seeing him anxious and looking like he wanted to know, Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Without the French's instructions, brother really can't tell you. But you can rest assured, this matter has nothing to do with you at all."

"Do I look like I can rest assured? Good brother, what can't we say between us? Could I sell you out? What kind of person I am, don't you, Wang Yan, know clearly? Go find anyone in the French Concession; who can have a tighter mouth than me?"

Wang Yan stared at Liu Yitong's face for a good while before sighing and saying: "Alright, we are all our own people; I really shouldn't hide it from you. But you have to promise me, you absolutely cannot leak it out, not even half a word; that would be harming me."

"That's right. Don't you worry, I'll definitely keep it in my stomach, I guarantee I won't harm you, I'm just not that kind of person."

"Last night, one of the subordinates of that team leader of mine..."

Sighing as he finished the unlucky process of this matter, Wang Yan shook his head: "The Japanese just left. One was the intelligence section chief of the Special High Police, and the other was a consul from the consulate. I don't know their specific positions, but I think their status shouldn't be low. They were just here to settle the score with me. Damn it, I lost twenty thousand US dollars, and this matter still might not be over. Damn it, when a person is unlucky, even drinking cold water gets stuck in their teeth."

Liu Yitong really wanted to laugh, but seeing Wang Yan's unlucky face, he really couldn't laugh out loud and could only hold it in: "So you are indeed unlucky, but I have to say, although your matter this time was a coincidence, the result is actually not bad. After all, you destroyed the Japanese's arrangements in the French Concession. Once the news spreads after a while, the other two parties will look at you with high regard. Isn't this a protective talisman you made for yourself? What a good thing.

Now the Japanese are so arrogant. Although we brothers work for the French, watching the Japanese occupy our country's land and slaughter our compatriots, we also have anger in our hearts. We don't have the guts to go against the Japanese, but your accidental collision can be considered as ruining the Japanese's good deeds. I'm happy for you. Come, good brother, I'll toast you."

"If you want to laugh, laugh; why hold it in? If you get sick later, you'll say it's my fault." Wang Yan didn't pay attention to Liu Yitong and drank a melancholy glass of wine alone: "What you said is both right and wrong. According to the confession of that Yoshimura Kenji, he was just one of the officers in charge of the infiltration of the French Concession. He only knew there were other people, but didn't know how many. The two Japanese who came to settle the score with me just now didn't know what happened in the interrogation room, didn't know how much Inoue Koji and Yoshimura Kenji confessed, but they knew everything else."

"So you say I accidentally collided and uncovered a portion of people, but what's the use? You don't really think the French are very strong, do you? Even if they are strong, for them, this is a distant enclave; they are making money anyway. If the Japanese really take action, the International Settlement and the French Concession are within reach. I think, sooner or later, they will fall into the hands of the Japanese."

"If I had known in advance that the team leader under me was a Japanese agent, I would definitely have held back and waited for a suitable opportunity to knock the Japanese's bamboo pole, instead of being so passive like now, acting like a grandson and losing money, and still not being appreciated. Old Liu, you should be more careful in the future. Now I am like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow, looking at everyone like a Japanese lurking agent."

Liu Yitong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "What you said isn't nonsense. We are all acting like grandsons for others, caught in the middle and suffering anger from several sides; nobody can laugh at anybody. You were indeed dangerous this time, but you have great ability, have value, and it was indeed an unintentional mistake. These Japanese can judge it. The most important thing is that you also paid the life-buying money; this hurdle can be considered passed. In the future, you should keep a low profile; time is a good thing. Even if the Japanese don't like you now, it will be fine after a while."

"What you said isn't nonsense. At my level, even if I keep a low profile, it's only a low profile among those common people who don't understand anything. In the eyes of those tycoons, am I not like a light bulb? Besides, I also tied up Gao Yunchang, that old thing who has always followed Zhang Xiaolin's footsteps. After this time, it's said that I still have to have a fight with that bastard Zhang Xiaolin. It's hard to say, in the end, the one who comes out to mediate might still be the Japanese. In the world of rivers and lakes, one cannot help oneself..."

"Then that has nothing to do with me. Anyway, I'm not involved, hey, then I'll just hang high."

Liu Yitong was truly gloating this time. Although he spoke to Wang Yan casually, in reality, his status in the French Concession was inferior to Wang Yan's, his strength in the Green Gang wasn't as hard as Wang Yan's, and his wealth was even less than Wang Yan's. He could be casual, it was just that he thought he had figured out Wang Yan's pulse, and besides, he had no requests. Knowing each other for many years, they didn't interfere with each other, had no conflicts, so naturally, it was a harmonious atmosphere.

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The two ate and drank one after another. Wang Yan had basically determined that Liu Yitong was a person with problems because he had been acting all along. Although his acting was good, the several contacts during this period still allowed Wang Yan to see through him.

Wang Yan was more inclined to think that Liu Yitong was a person of the Red Party. It wasn't for any other reason; it was mainly because Liu Yitong's reputation was quite good, at least much better than his, Wang's. Although it was inevitable that he would do some things like blackmailing rich young masters and scraping money from hoodlums, for the vast number of common people living in the French Concession, he hadn't heard of him bullying anyone.

Although it seemed simple, this point alone was already very rare. Because small people are used to using power to make things difficult for others, gain small benefits, and get the happiness of holding power. Not to mention anything else, the bunch of people under Wang Yan also didn't have a good attitude toward the common people on the street on weekdays, and they were very quick to bully people. Of course, Wang Yan also had constraints: bully if you must, but don't go too far, and don't scrape money. He had a legitimate reason, because his subordinates all received more money from him to subsidize their families; otherwise, why would they follow him, a person so afraid of death, so wholeheartedly?

And the people of the Nationalist Party, they didn't have education in this regard and wouldn't care too much about how the working masses were doing. If they really bullied people, they wouldn't have any burden. After all, before the development, they were actually quite harmful to the common people. Of course, it didn't exclude the possibility of individuals having a conscience. And among all the Inspectors and team leaders in the French Concession, it wasn't like there were no good people. It was just Wang Yan's personal feeling that he thought the possibility of Liu Yitong being Red Party was greater.

But which side he belonged to actually didn't matter, because even if Liu Yitong was truly one of his own, he couldn't have any special treatment. If he was Nationalist Party, then it was even more impossible to have special treatment. But regardless, they were all resisting Japan, so he would still reach out his hand. So, wasn't this how he became friends with Liu Yitong?

After lunch, he warned him repeatedly not to leak the news. Liu Yitong promised in every possible way with a smile. Only then did Wang Yan let Liu Yitong go and returned to the police station with Qi Si.

After returning, he didn't go anywhere, just stayed in his office drinking and reading, and had Qi Si find someone to send the special pass to the warehouse outside the North Station to hurry up and continue doing business. He lost twenty thousand US dollars this time; this wasn't a small amount of money, so he had to earn money hard...