I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

In early spring, birds are jumping on the branches, and the willow trees on the roadside are sprouting tender buds, like graceful girls swaying in the wind.

Wei Miao sat in the rickshaw, closing her eyes and letting the morning light shine on her.

It has been more than a month since I returned from Hong Kong Island, but it feels like a year has passed.

But from last year to this year, there was a year.

It has been five years since she was born at the age of eight, and she has adapted well.

"Young Master, the road ahead is closed for inspection. I can only leave you here."

The car stopped, the rickshaw driver put down the car and spoke with a hint of apology.

Wei Miao opened his eyes and was a little surprised to see the crowd in front of him being stopped outside by the checkpoint.

When did the French Concession start doing these things?

The French have always considered themselves the world's largest country and have their own pride, so they rarely set up checkpoints.

But at this moment, a row of pointed fences were opened, and the foreign devil soldiers with guns stiffened their necks, with stern expressions and hatred in their eyes.

Compared with Japan, France does not have many troops stationed here. The navy and the army together form a regiment, about 1,200 people.

On weekdays, public security maintenance mostly relies on patrol teams. Except for the senior police officers who are local white people, the rest of the team has a mixed crew.

After discovering the convenience of using China to control China, talents like Wu Ziyang entered the upper echelons of the patrol shop. Wei Miao paid the fare, got off the bus with his bag, and stood behind the crowd.

"Sir, what's going on?"

Wei Miao cleverly found a middle-aged man wearing a long cotton shirt in the crowd.

There were two stitches and thin puddings on the man's long cotton shirt, and his back was habitually hunched, but the expression on his face was different from the anxious or irritable expression on the others.

There was an ambiguous look of pleasure in his eyes as he looked at the foreign soldiers in front of him, as if he knew everything.

Even if you don’t know everything, you have some inside information, and at this moment you have a strong desire to share it.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and saw that Wei Miao was well-dressed and had a pleasant appearance, and he had an idea in his mind.

"Last night, several drunken soldiers boarded the tram and tried to do something indecent to female students..."

The man paused halfway through his words and stared at Wei Miao with burning eyes, as if waiting for her reaction.

Wei Miao's eyes widened again and again, and he exclaimed: "There is such a thing!"

"Ouch, ouch, please keep your voice down~" The man became much more excited after realizing that he wanted to react.

Wei Miao nodded obediently and asked anxiously: "What happened next?"

"The soldiers tore the girl's clothes off. Someone tried to stop them. The soldier shot the person in the left eye socket. The person fell to the ground and died on the spot."

"Dead?" Wei Miao asked.

The middle-aged man's face showed fear and anger, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"My brain burst out..."

Wei Miao looked at the chaotic situation ahead and knew that it would not be that simple.

"What happened next?" she continued to ask, being a safe listener.

"Later, the female student pulled out a switchblade from somewhere and stabbed the soldier who was holding her while he was stunned. He was stabbed in the left eye. The soldier covered his eyes and rolled on the ground. He died soon after."

When he said this, the person in front of him had his hands trembling slightly, and even his tone became a little hurried.

Fortunately, the crowd around was noisy and anxious, and no one paid attention to the two of them.

"That girl is really amazing, but it's a pity for those people on the bus and outside the station who just stood by and watched." Wei Miao could already predict the fate of the female student.

"No!" the man shouted.

Everyone around had seen it, and Wei Miao quickly smiled and said:

"Forgive me, forgive me. I went to the hospital to see a doctor. I was very anxious to be stopped outside."

Now everyone’s situation is similar, so he Lengmo withdrew his gaze and continued to complain.

The middle-aged man in the long gown seemed to feel that he had lost his composure, and calmed down and said:

"No one stood by and watched. Before she died, the female student said incoherently: Are you still human? Seeing your compatriots being humiliated and dying, you are cowardly and indifferent. My situation today will be the situation of your parents and wives tomorrow..."

Wei Miao saw that his eyes were red with tears in them, the veins on his neck were bulging, and his fists were clenched, as if he was trying hard to endure something.

"She's right." Wei Miao tugged at his sleeve and spoke a little louder.

The middle-aged man came back to his senses and murmured, "Yes, she is absolutely right. What a good girl, she is the same age as my daughter."

"The people on the bus and at the station must have gone up and beaten the soldier to pieces," Wei Miao asked.

The man shook his head with regret, "Only one died, and the others are disabled. I guess they can only be eunuchs in the future."

After saying this, he looked Wei Miao up and down with red eyes, "You know what a eunuch is, right?"

Wei Miao thought to himself, not only do I know it, I've also seen it.

He shook his head in confusion, which pleased the man very much.

"You are still young, so you don't have to understand. Anyway, these people didn't have a good ending. I thought it was the 'pregnant woman case' a few years ago."

Coincidentally, Wei Miao, who was involved in the sensational "pregnant woman case" that year, also knew that the young wife in the alley who wore a magnolia on her head was so happy and beautiful, but she was bullied and defiled in her own country.

She jumped into the Huangpu River, the Green Gang leader mediated, the concession paid compensation and published an announcement in the newspaper, and her husband killed the soldier who bullied her and disappeared.

The authorities have not done anything at all and are no better than a gangster leader. It is really ridiculous.

"You know so much." Wei Miao sighed casually.

The man's eyes flickered, and he lowered his voice and said, "Many people were at the scene at the time, especially the workers who had just finished their night shift."

Wei Miao understood, clenched his fist and muttered, "You deserve it."

"We need to catch the murderer now. After all, one is dead and four are disabled..."

Wei Miao nodded, also feeling the irony, "Then didn't we also die two people."

This area belongs to the Chinese, but anyone except the Chinese can station troops here, and all the soldiers are elite.

If they die or get injured it's a big deal. Ordinary people deserve to be bullied because you are an inferior.

Worse than a hyena.

"Then when will this be released?"

Wei Miao looked up at the sun in the sky and opened his mouth to ask again, but found that the person who had just spoken was only his back left in the crowd.

Different from the man Wei Miaochu saw in the crowd, the cautious and hunched man now had a straight back, like a warrior who had just come down from the battlefield.

After this guy told the secret in his heart, he regained his senses, faced the reality, and left quickly.

After all, what he described was so vivid as if he had seen it with his own eyes. If it were reported, it would probably bring trouble.

In troubled times, a little trouble can destroy a family.

Wei Miao didn't squeeze to the front to watch the show, but turned and walked to the public telephone booth.

He first dialed the cotton mill, and after learning that He Fengqing's people had already arrived, he put down the phone and dialed again.

She didn't bother Wu Ziyang. With something like this happening, Wu Ziyang, who was in charge of public security, must be under tremendous pressure.

After all, there are patrol officers in the police station every night. If they arrive in time, it will be impossible for these people to escape.

"Dear David, how did you know I was back? I was planning to go see my poor friend Luca."

Durand's voice on the other end of the phone was a little dull, and it was obvious that he had heard about Lu Pingsheng's incident as soon as he came back.

After Wei Miao told him about being stopped outside, Durand said nonchalantly:

"Wait at the leftmost passage. I'll send someone to pick you up personally."

Wei Miao thanked him sincerely.