Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 311 To Tell or Not to Tell!
The interrogation room was dimly lit, with chains and branding irons hanging on the walls, and the air was filled with the smell of rust and blood.

Cao Wei Da sat in the main seat, looking at the people tied to the torture rack: "Speak, who sent you?"

Old Ghost was tied to the torture rack, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He choked back a snarl and roared, "Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you! You want me to betray people?! Dream on!!"

The two 'assassins' beside him also shouted, looking like they would rather die than submit.

Cao Weida chuckled inwardly. Damn, with acting skills like that, you know what? If this were in later generations, he might actually make a name for himself in the entertainment industry.

He gave a signal, and the police officer next to him immediately stepped forward, picked up a leather whip, and lashed the three men hard.

The whip tore their clothes, but it didn't cause any real damage, as they had already covered themselves with a layer of pigskin underneath.

The three of them deliberately screamed and twisted their bodies violently, as if they were in excruciating pain.

"Say it or not, say it or not, say it or not!"

After being whipped and beaten, the three men, quite "tough," kept their mouths shut.

"I didn't expect you guys to be so tough!" Cao Weida sneered. "Since that's the case, then use the branding iron!"

The police officer immediately brought over a red-hot branding iron and waved it in front of the old man's eyes. The scorching heat made the old man tremble with fear, and he desperately tilted his head back.

He clenched his teeth, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his expression was one of struggle, as if he were going through a fierce internal battle.

Seeing that the branding iron was about to touch his skin, Old Gui finally panicked, "No, don't torture me, I'll talk!"

“That’s more like it. A wise person knows when to yield. Why force yourself?” Cao Weida waved his hand, signaling the police officers to step back. He leaned forward and asked with a fake smile, “Explain yourself. Who wants to kill me?”

"I can tell you, but if I do, how will you treat us?"

"Don't worry, as long as you reveal the real culprit, I won't kill you. I'll even promote you!" Cao Weida smiled, appearing very amiable.
"If you surrender and reveal the mastermind behind it all, I guarantee you'll each be promoted one rank. How about it?"

Old Ghost, panting heavily, seemed somewhat tempted: "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course, I, Cao Weida, keep my word."

"Okay, I'll tell you, it's... it's Chief Song of the Police Department, Song Yusheng! He gave us a large sum of money, saying you were blocking his way and that we had to get rid of you!"

"Do you have any evidence? Just talking about it won't do."

"Yes!" Old Gui seemed to have given up entirely: "There's a dilapidated house about five miles west of the city. There's a hole in the corner of the bedroom wall. Inside is a letter from Song Yusheng, and a seal. That's a token he gave me, saying I can get the final payment with the seal."

Cao Wei Da suddenly stood up: "Go, bring the evidence immediately!"

"Men, untie him and make him sign and fingerprint his confession!"

An hour later, looking at the token and letter in his hand, Cao Weida smiled coldly: "Song Yusheng, Song Yusheng, let's see if you'll still live this time!!"

"Chaoyang, go and arrest that fat dog for me, and make sure you complete his statement!"

Zheng Chaoyang immediately said, "Don't worry, he's been brought under control. That bastard Fatty Dog tried to sneak out, but he was stopped on the spot by the people I arranged."

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At the police station, Ono Oda was leisurely lying in his office. Ever since he discovered Cao Weida, such a talent, his days had become increasingly carefree. Not only did he no longer have to risk his life to resell some pitiful supplies, but he was also earning more than before.

With money, what more can you ask for than a carefree life?
Money gives men courage. With money, all sorts of carefree living come one after another, making him so happy that he forgets everything else.

Just then, a guard came to report that Cao Wei Da had come looking for him in a hurry.

Ono Oda sat up abruptly, puzzled. "Didn't Cao-san go home to pay respects to his ancestors? Why is he back so suddenly? Shouldn't it be faster? Could something have happened?"

"Quickly, invite Cao Sang in!"

Before long, Cao Weida, covered in dust and with an angry expression, walked in. Ono Oda's heart skipped a beat when he saw his disheveled appearance, and he quickly stood up and asked, "Cao-san, what... what happened?"

"Ono-kun, you have to stand up for me!"

Cao Wei Da, gritting his teeth, complained, "On my way home to pay respects to my ancestors, I was ambushed and nearly lost my life!!"

He presented the evidence one by one, his tone filled with grief and indignation:

"An investigation revealed that it was the work of Police Chief Song Yusheng, who colluded with Kuomintang agents to eliminate me!"

"What?! They colluded with the Military Intelligence Bureau to ambush you?!"

Ono Oda was initially incredulous, then enraged. He grabbed the evidence and examined it carefully, confirming that it belonged to Song Yusheng. After confirming that it was Song Yusheng's item, he asked, "Are there any witnesses?" "Yes, I've brought the person here!" Cao Weida shouted outside, "Bring the person up to me!"

The next moment, Fat Dog and Old Ghost, bound hand and foot, were brought in:
"Ono-kun, it was his team that assassinated me, and it was Fat Dog, a patrolman from our district police station, who leaked my whereabouts to Song Yusheng."

“I asked him, and Song Yusheng promised Fatty Dog that if I died, he would become the captain!”

At this point, Cao Wei Da's face showed indignation: "Song Yusheng actually colluded with anti-Japanese elements in order to kill me. What kind of behavior is this? This is betrayal of the Imperial Army!!"

"Baka! Baka yarou! Song Yusheng, that traitor, actually dared to betray the Imperial Army and collude with anti-Japanese elements!!" Ono Oda was furious and slammed his fist on the table with a loud bang.

The Japanese army was already suspicious of the officials of the puppet regime, and power struggles between the two sides were commonplace.

Cao Wei Da had been assassinated once before, which had already enraged Ono Oda.

Cao Wei Da was his god of wealth!
To mess with Cao Wei Da is to mess with his money treasury!
How could he not be angry?
However, for the sake of the overall situation and the stability of Beiping, he had no choice but to endure it for the time being.

Now that Song Yusheng has once again attempted to assassinate Cao Wei Da and has obtained conclusive evidence of his treason, even if it's just to win people's hearts, how could Ono Oda possibly be polite?

If Ono Oda didn't stand up for Cao Wei under such circumstances, he would be alienated from Cao Wei!

He immediately ordered, "Cao Sang, take men and arrest Song Yusheng right now! I will send a military police unit to you; you must not let him escape!"

Cao Wei Da's face lit up with joy: "Yes! Commander Ono, please rest assured, I will definitely capture him!"

run?
Where did they run off to?

Song Yusheng's home and workplace had already been placed under surveillance by his people!
On the other side, Song Yusheng, who was waiting for good news in his mansion, immediately knew something was wrong when he learned that Cao Weida had survived the attack but had been taken back to the district office.

He waited and waited, but half an hour passed without any news from the district office. His heart sank, and he knew something was wrong.

When his confidant informed him that Cao Weida was driving straight to the police station, he was terrified and hurriedly packed his valuables, intending to escape through the back door.

However, they had only gone a short distance from the gate of the mansion when they were surrounded by Cao Wei Da's men, who had been lying in ambush.

Seeing seven or eight dark gun barrels pointed at him, Song Yusheng roared in fury, "You've rebelled! You've all rebelled! You bunch of audacious bastards, do you even know who I am?!"

He gripped the Browning holster at his waist so tightly that his knuckles turned white, but he didn't dare to pull it out.

"Director Song, we are just following orders, please don't make things difficult for us." Ying Feiguang, the captain of the vehicle patrol team, was secretly pleased. This was the director, after all!
In the past, he could only look up to them!

Two months ago, Song Yusheng married a concubine. Someone as insignificant as him wasn't even qualified to give a gift!
But now, he, a mere patrol team leader, has become the butcher, while the high and mighty Director Song has been reduced to fish on the chopping block. This feeling of 'rags to riches' and 'overthrowing superiors' is even more exhilarating than eating an ice pop on a sweltering summer day!
"Cao Weida?!"

These three words were like a branding iron searing Song Yusheng's heart. He staggered back half a step, his voice a restrained roar:
"I'm the Commissioner of Police! How dare he touch me?! I'm telling you, get out of my way right now, or you'll regret it!!"

He realized at this point that these people had been lying in ambush here all along, clearly having planned this all along!

So, all of this was Cao Wei's scheme?!

Thinking back to Kui Biao's assassination attempt last time, and then looking at the present...
A feeling of regret washed over me.

Unfortunately, it was all too late.

"Director Song, I'm just a nobody who follows orders, please don't make things difficult for me." Ying Feiguang smiled faintly. The moment he was assigned to monitor Song Yusheng, he knew that Director Cao had already arranged everything.

At this point, Song Yusheng was nothing but a clown, unable to make a fuss anymore!
He wanted to curry favor with Cao Wei, so how could he not seize such a good opportunity to make a name for himself?

"Come on, please have our Director Song sit down properly to the side. Is it appropriate to make a director like him carry so many things?! Hurry up and help him carry them! Don't you have any sense of propriety at all!"

The surrounding police officers laughed and joked. One of the patrol officers stepped forward to snatch the box from Song Yusheng's hand, but Song Yusheng, whose valuables were all inside, refused to give it up and tried to yell at him with a ferocious expression.

Before he could even utter a reprimand, a patrol officer struck him on the arm with a baton, causing him to let out a piercing scream.

"You bastard, how dare you!"

Song Yusheng felt a deep sadness; he had truly experienced what it meant to be a tiger fallen into the plains and bullied by dogs.

To think that he, the dignified chief of police, would be beaten by a mere patrolman is an utter disgrace!
"Give it to me!" The patrolman wasn't going to be polite, roughly snatching the box away and sarcastically saying:

"You wouldn't dare?! You think I'd rather die?! You still think you're some high and mighty department head? You're just a nobody who can't even control his own life!"

"Stay put and you'll suffer less. If you don't behave, don't blame us for being impolite!"

This patrolman was brought by Little Ear. He doesn't care what kind of department head you are. He only listens to his older brother Little Ear and his older brother's older brother, Master Cao. No one else matters!
(End of this chapter)