Lost and Spy

Chapter 3302 Food Distribution
Order was restored at the Port of Manila.

With the U.S. military taking full control of Manila, status was reversed.

Those Japanese nationals who were stranded in Manila and had no time to evacuate became like street rats.

Iwabuchi came three times and massacred indiscriminately.

Many Japanese nationals died at the hands of their compatriots.

Those who finally survived had to start their nightmare life again.

As long as their identities are recognized, they will be cursed, yelled, and beaten by Filipinos.

In order to ensure the "freedom and democracy" of the United States, food distribution offices have been set up in several places in Manila to distribute food once a day in limited quantities.

The strange thing is that these food distributions are not in the name of the Philippine constitutional government, but in the name of American charitable foundations, American church organizations, etc.

Meng Shaoyuan has been observing these.

He also had to admire the United States' methods.

The United States not only wants to continue colonizing the Philippines, but also wants to win over the overwhelming majority of the people.

At such a difficult time in post-war Manila, distributing food was undoubtedly the best way to win over people.

And this honor, the Americans are obviously unwilling to give up to the puppet government they have supported.

The United States took over in the form of civil society organizations.

The benefits of doing this are obvious.

Although the U.S. government did not come forward, those Filipinos who were on the verge of death actually accepted assistance from the Americans.

As a result, their hearts will begin to feel closer to America.

Outside the Port of Manila, there is a food distribution point set up by an American charity foundation.

The person in charge of this distribution point is Tucker, a 40-year-old American-French man.

When volunteers were called for, he was among the first to sign up.

After discussing with the US military, Meng Shaoyuan allowed them to set up an office in the port and lent them a warehouse to store supplies.

Food distribution starts at 10 a.m. and ends at 12 p.m. every day.

For two hours, there was always a long queue at the distribution point.

Of course, there will always be discordant voices.

Those Japanese expatriates would pretend to be Filipinos and wait in line silently, hoping to get a bite to eat.

But how can there be such a perfect disguise?

Once their identities were recognized, these Japanese were not only expelled from the team, but were often violently beaten.

Even just yesterday, there was an incident where an elderly Japanese overseas Chinese was beaten to death.

This frightened Tucker and the staff.

The US military was not surprised and simply disposed of the bodies.

Tucker was obviously in shock. After the food was distributed, he immediately found Meng Shaoyuan and told the incident.

"I know." Meng Shaoyuan simply replied.

"Sir, aren't you ready to punish those murderers?" Tucker was a little surprised.

"Punishment? Who should I punish?" Meng Shaoyuan laughed bitterly: "This is a group crime. I can't arrest everyone present, right? Besides, Filipinos have suffered a lot from the Japanese over the years. , I don’t know how many people died tragically at the hands of the Japanese, now let’s vent, we just pretend we can’t see it.”

Deal with it this way?

Tucker had a hard time accepting it.

But what can I do?
I am just a charity person.

This is what happened yesterday.

Of course, Meng Shaoyuan did not want such incidents to happen every day.

Today, he specifically asked Captain William to strengthen the security of the food distribution points and stop them immediately if similar incidents happen again.

The point is, who knows if reporters will show up any day.

Meng Shaoyuan also came to the scene in person to supervise.

"Lieutenant Colonel, something happened."

While Meng Shaoyuan and William were chatting there, Lieutenant Nate came over: "A body was found, not far from here."

"It's none of my business." Meng Shaoyuan blurted out.This is Manila. How could we not find a few or even dozens or hundreds of corpses one day?
"No, Lieutenant Colonel." Lieutenant Colonel Nate said immediately: "He must have died not long ago. Lieutenant Colonel, you'd better come with me to take a look."

……

Meng Shaoyuan soon understood why Lieutenant Nate had such an expression.

Judging from the clothes scattered on the side, the deceased should be a local Filipino.

The most important thing is that the deceased was only about ten years old, a little girl.

The age is really hard to determine.

Filipinos are generally short, and due to long-term malnutrition, some people who are fifteen or sixteen years old look like they are only in their early teens.

The little girl was naked and had wounds all over her body, obviously from being beaten.

He was also violated before his death.

Meng Shaoyuan squatted down and examined it carefully for a while.

The cause of death was being strangled to death.

"It's so cruel." Captain William couldn't help cursing: "Who can do such a thing to a child?"

"It should have happened last night." Meng Shaoyuan stood up: "The time of death must be determined by forensic medicine, but we don't have it."

"Perhaps it was the Japanese who did it." Lieutenant Nate said: "Yesterday, a Japanese expatriate was killed, and something like this happened immediately. There is a high probability that the Japanese were there to retaliate."

Meng Shaoyuan nodded.

He also prefers this explanation in his heart.

Only the Japanese can do such a perverted thing.

"Let's see if this little girl has any family members." Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "Give them more food."

This is all I can do.

Now, he is a soldier and is responsible for protecting the Port of Manila.

What happens outside the port is not within the scope of his responsibilities.

However, the chances of solving the case and catching the murderer are slim.

Various institutions of Manila's constitutional government are being rebuilt. As for the police, only a framework has been set up, and the personnel are extremely tight.

It is almost impossible to expect them to solve the case.

……

Returning to the food distribution point, Meng Shaoyuan found that a female reporter was filming there.

He couldn't help but frown: "Who is this?"

He is really afraid of reporters.

"Krista from the Washington Post, 29 years old." Li Zhifeng whispered: "Maybe you will be interested."

What do you mean?
What do you mean maybe I'll be interested?

"Is that Lieutenant Colonel Charles?"

The more Meng Shaoyuan wanted to hide, the more he couldn't.

Krista discovered Meng Shaoyuan and actually came up to him.

Meng Shaoyuan finally understood what Li Zhifeng meant.

Krista is blonde, very pretty, and has an incredibly hot body.

No wonder.

Damn it, does everyone think they're a pervert?

Meng Shaoyuan cursed in his heart.

"Hey, don't take pictures."

Li Zhifeng stopped Krista in time: "The lieutenant colonel often has to perform special tasks. It is not good for his photo to appear in the newspaper."

Krista gave up the idea of ​​taking pictures: "Lieutenant Colonel, can I ask you a few questions?"

"No." After saying that, Meng Shaoyuan left in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)