Traveling through 1937, I came to fight against the Kwantung Army

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the new chief of the Sangtai Town Police Station, Song Jiaan, took office with great confidence.

Who would have thought that on his first day in office, he would be given a warning by Deputy Director Jiro Nishikawa!

"Song Sang, the devil has come to this place three times. You must not be as timid as Director Long! If you encounter any problem, you must rush up and fight him in time! Do you understand?"

Song Jiaan quickly expressed his opinion.

"How could that be possible? Director Xichuan, the King of Hell and I are sworn enemies. If he dares to come, I will make him pay!"

"Yo, this is the kind of warrior that the empire admires! You just stay in the police station, and I'll be responsible for guarding the bunker. We can contact each other by phone if there is anything!" Nishikawa Jiro patted Song Jiaan on the shoulder!

Song Jiaan looked at Nishikawa Jiro's back and spat behind his back!

As soon as Nishikawa Jiro went out,

Song Jiaan thought about what he had just said.

I immediately became suspicious and quickly asked a few policemen about the situation.

His legs started shaking!

"One ear, prepare the horse! I want to go to the county town!"

Sangtai Town! The King of Hell has come here three times. This is the King of Hell’s territory. Why did he send me here?

Song Jiaan couldn't help feeling a little depressed, so he decided to ask Huang Dayong for help!

Accompanying Yi'er and two policemen, Song Jia'an and his group of four rode on a sled and arrived at the county town in the afternoon!

Huang Dayong looked at the newly appointed director with some surprise. How come he went there in the morning and came back in the afternoon?

The key is that he is holding a suitcase in his hand!

Huang Dayong couldn't figure out what the other party was up to, so he asked in a pretentious manner,

"Director Song, what's going on?"

Song Jiaan was also a ruthless character. He gritted his teeth, put the suitcase on the table and opened it. Inside were ten gold bars, which were the bounty he had just received not long ago!

"Director Huang, this is my gift to you!"

Huang Dayong laughed. This kid is quite capable. Looking at Song Jiaan, he suddenly found him much more pleasing to the eye.

"Director Song, come on, what's the matter?"

Song Jiaan thought about it and took out the prepared speech.

"Chief Huang, when I took office today, I found that there was a Japanese in the police station. I don't get along with him. Can you please help me move to another place?"

Don't mention the King of Hell at all. If you do, Director Huang will look down on you!

Sure enough, Huang Dayong looked at Song Jiaan with sympathy.

"This Nishikawa Jiro has a bad temper, and it's really not easy to deal with him. The previous Director Long was the same. We couldn't get along with him, so we transferred him. So, don't worry, I'll move Nishikawa Jiro to another place later!"

Song Jiaan was dumbfounded. I just wanted to move myself to another place, but you transferred Jiro Nishikawa away. What is this?

He made up his mind and continued,

"Director Huang, I heard that the King of Hell has been to Sangtai Town three times. I don't get along with the King of Hell any more!"

Huang Dayong understood a little after hearing this. You kid, you keep going around in circles because you are afraid of the King of Hell.

"Don't worry about this. Yan Wang usually likes to be interested in the Japanese. The police station rarely moves. After all, you, Song Jiaan, are also a general appointed by Major Zhi when you go to Sangtai this time. So, I will see if there is a chance to rotate in two months!"

After all, thirty taels of gold is not a small amount of money. If you accept it from someone else, you still have to seriously consider how to deal with this matter!

Song Jia'an sighed. Since Director Huang was indeed in trouble, he would have to wait and see!

Song Jiaan stood at attention.

"Then, Chief, you go ahead and do your work. I will do my job well in maintaining public security!"

Leaving the police station,

Song Jia'an began to think about it. Since he couldn't leave for the time being, he should think about how to earn back the thirty taels of gold first!

As he walked, he was thinking about various ways to make money. Suddenly, an evil idea flashed through his mind: "Why don't I go and cause trouble for a few rich people, and then take the opportunity to extort some money!" So he began to rack his brains to come up with a specific plan.

First, they could fabricate some unfounded charges to implicate these innocent wealthy families, for example, accusing them of colluding with the Anti-Japanese United Army, embezzling and accepting bribes, or oppressing the people.

Then they secretly arrested these wealthy people and detained them in a hidden place. At the same time, they sent threatening letters to their families, demanding a huge ransom before they would release them. Of course, the ransom must not be too small, otherwise how could they satisfy their greed?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel proud of his own intelligence and wisdom, as if he saw countless gold and silver treasures waving to him.

It was getting late, so Song Jia'an and a few of his men had a meal first, then found a hotel in the city, and started to head back the next day!

When we arrived at the police station, a policeman came over in a panic and reported,

"Director, Deputy Director Xichuan went out drinking last night and didn't come back. I wonder if something happened?"

Song Jiaan frowned upon hearing this.

"Going for a drink? Just by himself?"

The policeman said,

"Yes, Xichuan likes to have a couple of drinks at night, and sometimes he would drag one or two colleagues along, but he is stingy and never pays. He also likes to eat and dine for free, and his colleagues think that his eating manners are too ugly. Over time, no one wants to go with him anymore!"

"Xiao Chen, tell me, which restaurant did he go to last night!"

"I also asked the owner of the Siping Restaurant in the east, and he said he drank until almost 9pm and went home drunk. I don't know if he had any accidents!"

Song Jiaan snorted coldly. In his heart, he was hoping that something would happen to this Japanese man. He was being rude to him right after he took office. A deputy director just ignored him as the director.

Song Jiaan said lightly.

"Forget it, let's find two brothers to check along the route again!"

"Okay, I got it!"

Song Jiaan sat down on the director's chair without even taking a serious look at his office.

He opened the drawer and looked through it casually.

After being bored for a while, he started smoking again.

Yier stumbled in, his face full of fear, as if he had been frightened by something terrible.

"Oh no, Director! Deputy Director Xichuan has been found!"

Hearing this news, Song Jiaan's heart sank, but he pretended to be calm and asked, "Oh, where did he go?"

In fact, Song Jia'an was secretly muttering in his heart that maybe the old devil from Xichuan had gone out to have some fun with his favorite woman, and he drank too much last night and couldn't get up yet!

However, what Yizier said next surprised Song Jiaan.

"Director, Deputy Director Nishikawa is dead! He fell into a cesspool and drowned!"

"What? Dead!?" Song Jiaan's scalp went numb and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He could never have imagined that such a thing would happen on his first day in office—he killed the deputy director! What should he do?

"Did he fall in accidentally? Have you checked?"

"I'm not sure about this. The brother who is investigating the scene is outside. I'll call him!" said One Ear.

After a while, a tall and thin policeman in his 3s came in, with a foul smell on his body!

Song Jiazhuang covered his nose.

"Your name is Gao...Gao what?"

"Great! Director!"

Gao Ming was also recently transferred here. He is the only experienced policeman in this police station.

Most of the others are weaklings who were newly recruited!

Because many of Mulan’s police officers were killed by the King of Hell!