Lost and Spy

Chapter 2189 This is Shanghai
Lao Bai has been a policeman in Shanghai for most of his life.

No, it used to be called patrolling.

After the Japanese entered the International Settlement, the patrols were changed to the police.

From the beginning of the public concession, until the Japanese took control of the concession, he moved his butt in this position.

In his opinion, it doesn't matter if it's the Americans, the British, or the Japanese later, it doesn't matter who manages the concession, he has to make a living?

However, after the Japanese came, the life of Lao Bai and those Chinese policemen was obviously not as easy as before.

Really.

Let's go, although the salary is not high, but it can't hold the extra money.

When the Japanese come?
Well, the oil and water are all stained by them, and the Chinese police can't even drink some soup.

No way, since the Japanese don't regard the Chinese as human beings, they have to figure out a way, right?
Therefore, those small merchants and peddlers in the public concession are out of luck and will suffer double oppression.

As soon as the Japanese left, the Chinese police came again.

What kind of bullshit police, isn't it just the old policeman, the bastard!
"It's better than before, now these three melons and two dates."

Lao Bai looked at the change in his hand, took out one and gave it to Yu Yu, who had just become a policeman: "We used to be able to see this little money? That rickshaw, rickshaw, stop him!"

The two policemen rushed to the rickshaw in three steps and two steps at a time.

After all, Lao Bai was a little older, and he ran out of breath: "License!"

The rickshaw driver quickly took out his license plate and said with a bitter face, "Boss, I was fined three yuan by the Taijun just now, and I haven't opened yet."

"It's none of my business whether it's opened or not. It's up to the emperor to punish him." Lao Bai checked the license plate, and there was no problem.

His eyes swept around the rickshaw: "Why are there dirty things here?"

"Oh, boss, our sports car, how can it be possible that the car is not dirty at all?"

Old Bai said with a stern face: "If you affect the appearance of the city, you will be fined, three yuan!"

The rickshaw driver was about to cry, and turned all his pockets out: "Look, I only have this little left, and I'll give it to you."

A [-]-cent central bank note token.

Seeing that there was really nothing to squeeze out, Lao Bai grabbed the fifty cents and put the license plate behind his back: "You bastard, I still have two five cents copper coins, and I earned it to exchange for the license plate. "

The rickshaw was heartbroken; the [-]th generation of Lao Bai's ancestors had scolded him all over, and he pulled the rickshaw in a panic and was about to leave.

"rickshaw!"

At this moment, a person waved and called a rickshaw.

There were three people on the opposite side, one was a young man wearing a three-piece suit, a black windbreaker, and a top hat.

The two on the side with luggage looked like followers.

with luggage?

From out of town?

Still so decently dressed?
Lao Bai suddenly felt that the opportunity to make money had come, and he winked at Yu Yu: "Let's go!"

Walking up to these three people, looking up and down, stretching out his hand: "Bring it."

"What is it?" The attendant who called the car was startled, and blurted out pidgin Shanghai dialect.

Ouch, can you speak Shanghainese?

Lao Bai didn't care too much: "Certificate of good citizenship!"

The well-dressed young man sneered, "I've only been away from Shanghai for a few days, and any ghosts and monsters can come to check my documents."

This is a standard and authentic Shanghai dialect.

Lao Bai didn't dare to be careless, and asked cautiously, "Who is Mr. Nong?"

"Old Li."

The young man didn't bother to talk to him at all: "He is a policeman, if you want to check Ala's ID, let him see it."

"Yes, sir."

The young man took out his ID from his pocket and handed it to Lao Bai: "This is our husband's ID, open your eyes and see it clearly."

"Inspector of the Metropolitan Police Department's Inspectorate, Chu Liuxiang!"

"Oh, it's Inspector Chu!"

Lao Bai didn't dare to check his documents again, so he hurriedly stood at attention.

"All right."

Chu Liuxiang was a little impatient: "Rickshaw, take me to the International Hotel."

The rickshaw driver yelled that he was unlucky.

After finally opening a business, the result was another policeman.

This time, it was Bai La.

Lao Bai wants to please the inspector: "Inspector Chu lives in the International Hotel? I'll clear the way for the inspector."

……

"Rose roses are the most beautiful, roses are the most beautiful. Long summer blooms on the branches, roses, I love you. Roses are full of affection, roses are full of affection..."

Over there, the phonograph with a loudspeaker is used by merchants to solicit business "Rose Rose I Love You".

On the other side, another high-pitched singing voice suddenly came from a loudspeaker:
"The Great Wall is thousands of miles long, and the outside of the Great Wall is the hometown. Forty million compatriots have the same heart, and the new Great Wall is thousands of miles long."

It was the famous patriotic song "Ballad of the Great Wall".

"Down with Japanese imperialism, the War of Resistance will surely be won!"

A large sheet of leaflets was thrown out.

A shrill whistle sounded.

The police and military police rushed towards the direction of the singing, yelling.

"The oath of the heart, the affection of the heart, the holy radiance shines on the earth. The branches of roses are thin, and the thorns of roses are sharp. Today, the wind and rain are coming to destroy, hurting the young branches and the delicate pistils..."

Over there, the gramophone was unaffected.

"Oh, boss, come in and have a look, we are accompanied by a beautiful shopping guide lady the whole time."

Women in cheongsams are making gestures, constantly soliciting business.

"Bang bang bang".

Several shots rang out.

"Ouch, I was about to die, and I shot again."

The woman in the cheongsam was not surprised at all, she was not afraid at all: "Come and take a look, there are [-]% discounts for the whole show, and there are many beautiful shopping guide ladies!"

Here is Shanghai!

Here is the concession!

Here, it is still chaotic, the world of flowers and flowers is full of luxury.

Some people are still fighting, trying to wake up the sleeping people.

Some people don't care who the owner of the place changes, as long as they can earn a lot of money every day.

Here it is, Great Shanghai!
Sing the song, dance the dance, run the dog!
"Inspector Chu, don't get in the way, don't get in the way."

Lao Bai seemed to be afraid that Chu Liuxiang would be shocked: "It happens every day, it's just some little redheads who are ignorant, and they call it a war of resistance."

"Oh, really?"

Chu Liuxiang said lightly: "Although I live in Shanghai all year round, I haven't been back for a while since I was transferred to Nanjing. Is the military commander's troubles now fierce?"

"Fierce, why not fierce?"

Lao Bai was also seeking truth from facts: "Originally, that Pan Tianhu, surnamed Meng, left, thinking that it would be peaceful, but unexpectedly, Zhao Yun and Xiahou Dun appeared again, good guys, very fierce.

Inspector Chu, you think it’s strange that the military commanders are all named after Three Kingdoms? "

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Chu Liuxiang replied coldly.

"Sir, here we are."

The rickshaw driver parked his car.

"Sir, please slow down."

Lao Li helped Chu Liuxiang down respectfully.

"Okay, Nong escorted me here, thank you."

Chu Liuxiang was also generous: "Two policemen and a coachman, let's watch."

"Thank you boss, thank you boss."

Chu Liuxiang ignored him, walked into the restaurant, and looked back.

Big Shanghai, I am back!
(End of this chapter)