Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 303 Thank you so much!

See, we tricked them, and they still thank us.

“It’s all for business, and besides, I also bear some responsibility for this.” Cao Weida smiled, a hint of mockery in his eyes. “Tomorrow I’ll have someone take inventory of the remaining supplies, and you should also arrange for someone to transport the rest away as soon as possible, lest something goes wrong.”

Nao Tazumura nodded in agreement without hesitation. At that moment, all he cared about was the safety of the supplies. When he heard that the supplies were to be transported away, how could he refuse?

Cao Wei Da helped him solve such a big problem, so he had to reciprocate in kind.

"Cao Sang, I heard that an anti-Japanese element attempted to assassinate you?"

"I have concrete information on two Kuomintang agents. Do you need me to help you get revenge?"

As he spoke, he gestured twice with his hand, as if it were a knife, at his neck.

The meaning is simple: kill those two military intelligence officers they control to appease Cao Wei.

Cao Wei Da's heart skipped a beat. Damn it, how come another member of the Military Intelligence Bureau has been found?
He feigned a puzzled look: "Tian Yuan-kun, now that you have complete control over their movements, why not just take action and arrest them?"

"Why would I arrest you?" Nao shrugged, looking completely unconcerned.
"We have business dealings with the Military Intelligence Bureau now, and we don't want to cause any misunderstandings between us."

"Besides, this is a matter for the Special Service Section. If I arrest someone, people might think I'm meddling."

Cao Wei Da looked on in astonishment: "Huh? Mr. Tianyuan, you're exaggerating. You're the chief advisor."

"Chief Advisor?" Nao Tazon chuckled self-deprecatingly, took a deep drag on her cigarette, and the thick smoke made this old smoker cough several times.

"You think this chief consultant position is a good job? It's just a cover to take the blame for others."

“Those second and third-generation military and political figures in the city rely on their fathers’ power to get promoted and make money. One goes to get a gilded diploma and another comes to get one. If they make any mistakes, I have to take the blame for them.”

I don't know if it was because I was too tense before, or because I've been suppressing my feelings for so many years, but once this topic came up, Nao Tezono couldn't stop talking:

"Take your backer, Ono Oda, for example. His connections are incredibly strong. Don't underestimate him just because he's only a major. As the chief advisor, I can't command him at all!"

"Even if anything goes wrong, I'll take all the blame!"

"If it weren't for my usefulness, I probably would never have become a colonel or the chief advisor in my life."

At this point, he sighed, his tone somewhat dejected: "I have no connections in the military, no roots in Beiping, and no background in my home country. I can't get promoted, and I can't be transferred. This is how my life will be."

Cao Wei Da: "."

Okay.

He knew that Nao Tazono's situation with the Japanese was somewhat delicate, as evidenced by the fact that her partners were all low-ranking officers, indicating that Nao Tazono's background was not very impressive.

However, he never expected that Nao Tazono would be so frustrated.

However, it makes sense when you think about it. Japan's rigid hierarchical system is quite abnormal, with a kind of "like begets like" mentality, where even a rat's son is only fit to dig a hole.

Nao Tazono has actually gotten to where she is today thanks to those second and third generation leaders who needed someone to take the blame.
“Originally I was too lazy to care about them, but Cao Sang, you are my friend. Since they want to kill you, I will naturally help you get revenge.”

Thank you so much.

Cao Weida secretly rolled his eyes, spread his hands and said regretfully, "If it really was the Military Intelligence Bureau that wanted to kill me, I really wouldn't mind killing those two to vent my anger. But unfortunately, that's just an excuse. The one who really wants to kill me is someone else."

Nao Tazami frowned, a meaningful expression on her face: "So, the people who wanted to kill you were from the Nanjing government? Because of Liu Changjiang?"

This is not hard to guess. After all, there are only so many forces in total. It is not the Military Intelligence Bureau, and it is even less likely to be the Red Party, because he knows that Cao Weida has a cooperative relationship with the Red Party.

That leaves only officials from the Nanjing government, since he did know something about Cao Wei's killing of Liu Changjiang.

“As expected, nothing can be hidden from Tianyuan-kun,” Cao Weida sighed. “It was Song Yusheng, the director of the Beiping Police Department. Commander Guo was their cash cow, and Liu Changjiang was their henchman. I took them down, and they didn’t dare to retaliate against Ono-kun, so they could only take their anger out on me.”

“It’s something they’re capable of doing.” Nao patted his shoulder sympathetically. If that was the case, then there was nothing she could do to help.

Killing the Kuomintang agents was just a side job for him; he didn't even have to lift a finger. He just needed to 'accidentally' leak the information to the second and third generations of their families who wanted to gain credit and prestige.

But this matter involves the Nanjing government, which makes things more complicated. It concerns the Japanese army's maintenance of stability and control over the occupied areas, and he doesn't want to cause himself any big trouble.

Seeing that he didn't say anything specific, Cao Weida knew in his heart that this guy didn't want to get involved in the mess!
He wasn't disappointed, as he hadn't expected Nao Tamago to be of any help anyway.

"."

In the director's office.

Cao Weida's fingertips traced the wood grain of the police station desk. On the desk lay a note, a secret message sent to him by Xu Jingge.

"Song has contacted our informants and plans to use military force to eliminate you."

He looked up in the direction of Song Yusheng's residence and suddenly chuckled.

"Song Yusheng, Song Yusheng, your bloodlust is truly intense; you won't rest until you've killed me!"

"Master Cao." Zheng Chaoyang walked in and whispered in his ear, "Someone has been inquiring about your whereabouts lately, whether intentionally or unintentionally. I think something's wrong."

Cao Wei Da couldn't help but laugh. How impatient they were! They couldn't wait to start preparing already?

"Who did you ask? Was Ji Hongxin involved?"

Ji Hongxin was, after all, a member of the puppet government, and Song Yusheng was also in that camp. How could they not know each other?

"There's no news yet, but Little Ear is already keeping an eye on things. He's secretly monitoring everyone, including Ji Hongxin, Guang Yuhua, and Lin Angxiong."

"Give the order: don't alert them. Let anyone who wants to ask questions do so."

"Master Cao, what do you mean?"

"Come and take a look at this."

Cao Weida pushed the paper over, and Zheng Chaoyang picked it up and couldn't help but laugh: "Song Yusheng wants to use someone else to do his dirty work, and he's even set his sights on the Military Intelligence Bureau."

He knew that Cao Weida had another identity: a secret agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Regardless of whether you joined voluntarily or not, Cao Wei Da is now a proper captain!
Song Yusheng wanted to use the Military Intelligence Bureau to kill someone, but wasn't he just handing over his secret to someone else?
Sure enough, they had just made arrangements over there, and we've already received the news here.

"Master Cao, what are you planning to do?"

"Let's do it like this, then like this, and then like this again."

Zheng Chaoyang nodded repeatedly, then turned and went out to make the arrangements.

After Zheng Chaoyang left, Cao Weida took out another piece of paper with an address on it. After memorizing the address, he casually burned it and threw it into his water glass, then got up and walked towards the detention cell.

There, three petty thugs who had been captured and brought back were being held.

The district office's detention cells were underground, damp, dark, and filled with the smells of mildew and sweat.

"Open the door."

Upon hearing the order, the guards quickly pushed open the iron gate, the clanging of chains echoing in the empty corridor.

Faint pleas for mercy could be heard coming from the detention cell, but they stopped abruptly as the iron door creaked open.

Cao Weida went inside and saw three thugs huddled together in a corner.

The bruises on their foreheads were still tinged with purple, clearly indicating that they had been given a good beating after coming in.

Cao Wei Da turned a blind eye to this, seeing these hooligans as a cancer on the security of Beiping and a scab on the people!

"Boss, boss! We know we were wrong, we'll never do it again!" The triangular-eyed thug, seeing Cao Weida enter, knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly, his forehead fixed on the cold cement floor.

"We just thought the girl was pretty, we didn't dare do anything to her!!"

"You know you're wrong?" Cao Weida sneered. A nearby patrolman, quick to notice, brought him a stool to sit down. "You don't know you're wrong, you're just scared!"

"You dare to act so wildly in my Cao Wei Da territory?! Harassing respectable women and young girls, do you think the district office is just for show?!"

The fat thug, his face covered in blood, mumbled an explanation: "Boss, we were just confused for a moment. We usually just collect scraps and occasionally steal a steamed bun. We really haven't done anything wrong."

Cao Weida scoffed. He didn't believe such an explanation. In this day and age, are there still such "honest" thugs?

"Whether or not you have done something wrong is not for you to decide."

He turned to the patrol officer beside him and said, "Hey you."

"Chief, you can just call me Xiao Li." Officer Xiao Li was extremely respectful, even obsequious.

"Hmm, Xiao Li, right? You're the patrol officers in this area. You should be familiar with the thugs around here. Do you know anything about these three?"

Patrolman Xiao Li nodded hurriedly and pulled out a document from his pocket. "Chief, this is a list of these three thugs."

Cao Weida took it; the paper was damp, soaked with sweat, indicating it had been in his pocket for some time.

He glanced at him sideways; this patrolman was quite perceptive.

Xiao Li quickly returned a humble smile, "Chief, these three guys are notorious in this area. Stealing chickens and dogs is commonplace for them. Last month, they even overturned an old man's vegetable stall and broke his leg. They've been able to get away with it until now because we didn't catch them in the act."

Cao Wei Da looked at Xiao Li with a half-smile: "Did you not catch him in the act, or were you just too lazy to care?"

Xiao Li's smile froze, and he guiltily looked away.

To reiterate, these patrolmen are all low-level thugs, their families all in Beiping. If the officials above don't care, how dare they?

Many gangs even knew their superiors, and there was collusion between officials and criminals. They went in today and came out tomorrow, but in the end, it was these low-level patrol officers who suffered the consequences, being retaliated against by those thugs.

It's only a few dollars a month, why risk your life like that!
Cao Weida naturally knew this as well, after all, he had worked his way up from the bottom as a patrolman. He didn't make things difficult for Xiao Li, and his gaze turned cold as he looked at the three thugs again: "Is this what you mean by not having done anything wrong? Breaking an old man's leg is so insignificant in your eyes?"

The triangular-eyed thug's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he collapsed to the ground, speechless.

The fat thug tried to struggle: "Boss, it's all a misunderstanding! We were just joking around with the old man!"

"Playing around?" Cao Weida laughed in anger. His legs had been broken, and this was considered playing around?
"If you dare break this old man's leg today, who knows what you might do tomorrow to rob and kill him! The peace and tranquility of Beiping has been ruined by scum like you!"

As Cao Weida reviewed the details of the three individuals, his cold smile grew even wider.

Human trafficking, robbery resulting in injury, home invasion robbery, rape, and sexual assault
"Ha, it seems you guys are quite capable! You're capable of any evil deed you can commit."

These three bastards are already part of his predetermined KPI.

However, killing them like this would be too easy on them.

He turned to Xiao Li and said, "Keep an eye on him! As long as you don't kill him, go all out!"

Upon hearing this, the three thugs turned pale instantly, and the crooked-mouthed thug whose knee had been broken yelled:

"You can't treat us like this! We're from the Tong Shun Society, and our leader knows your Section Chief Lin! They've even had dinner together!"

Upon hearing this, patrol officer Xiao Li's face turned green.

Why?

Because he is one of Lin Angxiong's men!

Nowadays, who doesn't know that the district office is dominated by Director Cao's one-man show?
Even Section Chief Lin's boss, Ji Hongxin, was completely subdued by them!
At this moment, this bastard's words are practically putting Section Chief Lin on the hot seat!

"Chief, don't listen to his nonsense. Section Chief Lin doesn't know their boss at all!"

Cao Weida glanced at him with a half-smile, stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "What happened before is in the past. As long as you behave yourself and don't cause me any trouble, I won't bring up the past."

Without glancing at Xiao Li, who was breathing a sigh of relief, or paying attention to the three thugs who were wailing in despair and cursing at the impasse, he turned and left the detention room.

They're all going to die anyway, so it's okay to let them have a good chatter session.

Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, it was afternoon.

The weather in Beiping in May is as unpredictable as a young woman's face.

The sky was overcast in the morning, but by noon it was sunny.

However, the feelings of the puppet government and the Japanese army in Beiping were quite the opposite, and many people were shrouded in gloom.

Since the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region began its offensive against Changping on the 29th, the Japanese army's situation has been precarious.

This afternoon, the main force of the Jin-Cha-Ji Army launched a surprise attack on the county town, breached the city gates, and engaged in small-scale street fighting with the Japanese army.

The rapid thud of military boots on the floor echoed as they kicked open the door to the operations room.

The map was laid out on the table, with Changping's location highlighted in red.

Changping is the northwest gateway to Beiping, only fifty miles from the city. Once it falls, the Red Army can advance straight into the outskirts of Beiping!
"Baka!" Kawamoto Yoshitaro, from the Japanese Army's Special Service Division stationed in Beiping, slammed his fist down, ignoring the stinging pain, and shouted:
"Immediately contact the Beiping Security Brigade and have Cui Qi assemble his troops. They will depart in half an hour to reinforce Changping!"

(End of this chapter)