Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

Soon, Li Zhengming's testimony was taken by Takahashi Shiro to Major General Kenji Doi, the head of the Special High Technology Department. After carefully reading Li Zhengming's confession, Kenji Doi also nodded.

"No wonder, no matter how hard we searched, we couldn't find any traces of the murderer. It turned out that the murderer disguised himself as a Locust Army officer and sneaked in openly."

Takahashi Shiro also added:

"According to Li Zhengming's account, the man was wearing a Locust Army uniform, was relatively tall, at least 1.7 meters tall, and was probably in his twenties. He had a mustache and slightly protruding buck teeth."

"The target's characteristics are very obvious. I have arranged for people to question the personnel at the sentry posts nearby that day. I believe there will be clues soon..."

Looking at Shiro Takahashi's excited expression, Kenji Doi was not so excited. As a former agent, he knew that the murderer must be in disguise, and he could not catch the murderer with these things alone.

Thinking of the latest decision sent back by the headquarters to make big things small and small things nothing, and not to be fooled by the Russians, Kenji Doiyuan interrupted Takahashi Shiro who wanted to catch the murderer and make a great contribution and said:

"This matter ends here. This is the order from headquarters! Execute all the Chinese people you caught as the murderers, prepare all the evidence, and quickly calm this disturbance."

"But~" Takahashi Shiro still wanted to fight for something.

"No buts, just follow the order!" But Kenji Tobiki immediately interrupted him.

The next morning, people in the Japanese-occupied areas discovered that the Japanese military police and police who had been patrolling and searching the streets with guns late at night were all gone.

Faced with this abnormal situation, people in the Japanese-occupied area hesitated for a moment but eventually went out. Those who needed to do business went about their business, and those who needed to go to work went to work. Everyone had to survive.

In this era, many families did not have food left over from the previous day, and if they did not work for a day, they would go hungry for a day.

Soon, newspapers began to be sold in the concession area. Countries such as Britain and the United States, which were already worried about Japan expanding the scale of the war against the Celestial Empire, did not care about the protest threats of daily life.

He directly allowed various newspapers in the concession to publish news about the assassination of Tian Changjie, and even sold the photos of the scene taken by foreign journalists to newspapers hiding in the concession at a low price.

The foreigners might not understand why Ma Liang shot the lower abdomen instead of the chest.

But they are all Chinese, and there are still many old people who have lived in the feudal empire.

The editors only looked at the photos of Toshiaki Mukai and Takeshi Noda provided by foreigners.

It was clear at a glance that this was an execution for someone who had committed a serious crime. Everyone thought of an ancient and cruel punishment:

"Cut in half!"

In order to consolidate their status and power, ancient rulers often ordered people to come up with some very cruel punishments, and "beheading" was one of the cruelest of them.

The criminal will be cut into at least two parts from the waist with a sharp weapon, as most of the human body's organs are located in the upper body.

Therefore, people usually do not die immediately after being beheaded. They are usually tortured for more than ten minutes, and the whole process is extremely bloody and cruel.

This is a torture second only to lingchi, which is cutting into pieces.

Almost all the editors-in-chief of Chinese newspapers and periodicals have used "cutting off" as a gimmick, giving full play to their talents, writing eloquently, and doing their utmost to ridicule.

That night, all the newspaper printing plants were working frantically.

On the street, newsboys shouted excitedly:

"Extra number! Extra number!"

"The Japanese army was proud of the samurai who killed hundreds of people, Toshiaki Mukai who participated in the Nanjing Massacre, and Noda Takeshi who was "beheaded" by a mysterious hero at the Tencho Festival!"

"Little Japan has brought shame upon the whole world!"

"Come and see!"

"The Japanese army was proud of the samurai who killed hundreds of people, Toshiaki Mukai who participated in the Nanjing Massacre, and Noda Takeshi who was "beheaded" by a mysterious hero at the Tencho Festival!"

"He took the general's head amidst the horde of thousands of soldiers, and the mysterious hero "beheaded" the devil!"

"Hey! Newspaper seller! I want a copy!"

"I want one!"

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Upon hearing this amazing news, countless passers-by stopped, took out the little money from their pockets, and bought a newspaper.

Cheng Zien, a worker who worked in a factory in the concession and lived in the Japanese-occupied area, gritted his teeth and took out the money he had saved for breakfast and bought a newspaper on his way to work.

When he couldn't wait to open the newspaper, he didn't have the bad habit of mosaicing yet.

The first thing that came into view was two short and strong men wearing Japanese military officer uniforms with extremely distorted faces lying in a pool of blood. Their lower bodies were a bloody mess and their intestines were spilling out.

Next to the photo were the big words "New Era Cut Off".

"Bah! You little Japanese, now you have come to this day!" Cheng Zien cursed angrily.

Just after he finished cursing, he remembered that he was still in the Japanese-occupied area, not in a concession factory where he could speak boldly.

He looked around carefully and found that there were no military police around. He then breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

Along the way, he discovered that everyone, who were originally silent and numb, now had some smiles on their faces.

Since 37, newspapers have been reporting on where the Japanese army occupied, which city they captured, how many Nationalist troops were wiped out, and which famous Nationalist generals died on the battlefield.

Such negative news was everywhere in the newspapers all day long. Faced with the fact that Ma Liang cut the devil Mukai Toshiaki in half with a bullet in front of nearly 10,000 Japanese soldiers, Noda Takeshi's heroic feat was like a shot of adrenaline, which greatly boosted the confidence of the people.

In the editor-in-chief's office of Shanghai Minbao, deputy editor-in-chief Wang Jinhan, who was in charge of sales, rushed into the office of editor-in-chief Yuan Zihao, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking a large cup of tea, I couldn't wait to say:

"Zihao, our newspaper is a big hit. It's sold out. Even the extra 20,000 copies have been sold out."

Yuan Zihao was shocked. You have to know that this was a time of war, and the number of people who had spare money to subscribe to newspapers was much less than before, with only about 30,000 copies per issue.

Last night he had a premonition that today's newspaper would sell well, so he increased the quantity by 20,000 copies, but unexpectedly it still sold out.

"Print another 20,000 copies, not 30,000." Yuan Zihao excitedly said to deputy editor-in-chief Wang Jinhan.

"Okay! I'll call the printing factory right now!"

"Wait a minute!" Yuan Zihao called out to Wang Jinhan.

Wang Jinhan thought he regretted it, but Yuan Zihao said proudly:

"These 30,000 newspapers are sold at half price, so that everyone can be happy!"

Inside the concession, at St. John's Middle School, the young female high school student Xiao Xue looked at the bloody pictures in the newspaper. Instead of feeling sick, she felt extremely refreshed.

She raised her arms and shouted, with nowhere to release her inner joy:

"Classmates, we need to let everyone in the concession know this good news!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

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The high school students, who were already at a passionate age, immediately flocked to follow.

At this time, those who could still go to high school in the concession were all children from wealthy families, and they took out their pocket money and bought a lot of newspapers.

I skipped classes and went out to the streets, handing out newspapers to everyone I met, while introducing:

"The demon who massacred Jinling was cut in half by our righteous warriors. Come and see!"

They walked through the streets, and the number of newspapers in their hands never decreased.

Some people would buy a large stack of newspapers and give them to gentlemen in suits passing by.

When passing by shops and companies, merchants would enthusiastically hand out soda and buy large quantities of newspapers to give to these patriotic female students.

The Chinese people in the entire concession were engaged in a rare carnival.

It is said that even the cooking wine was sold out in the concession on that day, and every family was drinking to celebrate this happy event.