Reason is still chaotic

After Xingfu Jiro left, the new consultant in the police station is Naoto Kikuyama.

Shen Jiali knew that he was doomed this time, so he went directly to Admiral Inaba, saying that there were rumors and slanders from the outside world against him, and in order to fight back, he was willing to resign voluntarily to prove his innocence.

General Inaba always had an inexplicable feeling about Shen Jiali—it seemed that there was no such person as Shen Jiali, but before he knew it, he suddenly rose up.

He knew that Shen Jiali was greedy, but apart from that, he couldn't find any other faults.It seems that Duan Muren should not be too happy, he thought, Chinese politicians should be held in the hands of Japanese soldiers.It's not good if Duan Muren's influence is too great.

He comforted Shen Jiali a few words, but did not reply to Shen Jiali's request for resignation.After Shen Jiali left, he also forgot about it.

Shen Jiali saw General Inaba's indifference towards him.So he gave up completely and went home dejectedly.

He was sick and refused to go out - he was pretending to be sick, but after lying down in a daze for a day or two, he found that he was really sick.

After another week of this, he received a dismissal order.

He lay on the bed and took the paper from the servant.Glancing sideways, his hand dropped, and the removal order slipped from his fingers to the ground.With a weak sigh, he closed his eyes, feeling the hot irritability in his heart.

In the afternoon of that day, all the bodyguards and guards of Shen's residence were evacuated, and the patrolmen standing guard at the gate also automatically disappeared without a trace.The courtyard suddenly became empty, and the servant closed the door. Knowing that something happened to the master, he was also very panic, and hid in the kitchen chattering.

Shen Jiali was very hot all over, and wanted to drink a sip of cold water, but there was no one around him.He hummed and yelled twice, but there was no response.

Up to now, I can't say the words of complaining and regretting.He made a plan to escape from death, waiting for the Japanese to raid his house at any time.Anyway, Shen Zichun had disappeared without a trace, and he had nothing to worry about in Beiping.Just those properties...

He struggled to sit up, trying to find out a few bank passbooks with fake names, and asked Xiao Liang to take them back to Tianjin and send them to Shen Jiayi.He staggered out of bed, and his legs hurt again.

Dragging his right leg, he moved to the table in front of the window and sat down. He opened the drawer with a small key, wanting to see his treasure again.However, before he could pick out those passbooks, he suddenly heard a soft "duk-duk" sound in front of him.Subconsciously looking up, he saw Duan Zhicheng's big face on the glass window in front of him!

He shivered in fright, and the few folders in his hand immediately fell back into the drawer.And Duan Zhicheng smiled, then turned around and ran to the door, opened it and walked in.

His footsteps paused at the door, and he called eagerly, "Jiali!"

Shen Jiali stared at him dumbfounded: "You... how did you get in?"

Duan Zhicheng walked in front of him, but said truthfully: "The outside door is not locked, I push it, and it opens!"

It was only then that Shen Jiali realized that his situation was no longer what it used to be. There were no more patrolmen guarding the gate of the courtyard day and night.

At this time, Zhicheng leaned down, looked at him brightly, and had a nervous smile all over his face: "Oh, Jiali, I've been like a thief these days, wandering around your house every day. If it wasn't for The guards were gone and I just wanted to climb the wall and get in."

After saying this, he turned his head furtively and glanced out the window, seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, he boldly raised his hand and touched Shen Jiali's head and face: "Jiali, I heard about you. Don't be sad, it's nothing. It's better to be unofficial and light."

Shen Jiali suddenly shivered: "You go!"

Duan Zhicheng showed a troubled expression: "Jiali, I know what I said that time was a little too much; but you also made mistakes! Let's make peace now, shall we?"

Under Shen Jiali's panic, how could he have the leisure to talk about his old relationship?Raising his hand and pushing Duan Zhicheng's shoulder, he hurriedly said, "Go, go, are you going to kill me?"

Duan Zhicheng was startled: "Jiali, how could I kill you? Where did you start talking?"

Just at this moment, the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded outside the window.When the two heard the reputation, they saw a group of men dressed in plain clothes rushing in aggressively, and the leader shouted at the top of his voice: "Master, we know you are here! The old man told you to go home immediately, please follow me!" Let's go together!"

Duan Zhicheng came to his senses immediately, and angrily shouted through the window: "You mangy dogs, can't you stop following me?"

This team of plainclothes was not polite, but kicked open the door.Several of them tugged at Duan Zhicheng, although their words were gentle, their movements were powerful, and they hugged Duan Zhicheng out without touching the ground.The leader stayed in the room and smiled at Shen Jiali: "Mr. Shen, our old man said, we haven't seen each other for a long time, please go over and talk about it. Do you think you will go by yourself, or should we support you?"

Shen Jiali was silent for a while, and finally stood up with the help of the table, first put away the passbook and other things, then went to the coat rack to take off the robe, and put it on slowly.

As soon as Shen Jiali entered Duan Muren's room, he felt a desperate mood like waiting to be slaughtered.

He has always thought that he is smart, even if he does not have great skills, he still has some small tricks.But now standing in front of Duan Muren, he has become a lamb with a blank mind.

Duan Muren was amiable, and walked up and down in front of Shen Jiali with his hands behind his back: "I thought you went back to Tianjin."

Shen Jiali lowered his head, knowing that even if he returned to Tianjin, he would not be able to escape Duan Muren's grasp.

Duan Muren stopped in front of him, looked at him with a slight smile, his eyes were fierce, and the muscles on his face twitched twice.

Immediately, he raised his hand, and slapped Shen Jiali on the cheek.

Shen Jiali was ill, and his body had been exhausted for a long time. Now that he had received such a heavy blow, he immediately fell to the ground without saying a word.He knew that Duan Muren was cruel and ruthless, and it was useless to beg for mercy and resist, so he hugged his head and curled up in a dizzy ball.

Sure enough, fists and kicks rained down immediately.

His mind was dazed, his nerves numb, as if he could no longer feel pain.It wasn't until he was suddenly stepped on between his legs that he let out a groan in a daze, and at the same time, he clamped his legs sideways to avoid it like a conditioned reflex.Immediately, he received a heavy blow to the back of the head, he lowered his head violently along with the force, and then he didn't know anything.

After an unknown amount of time, he woke up crying in a burst of pain, and found himself lying on the bed naked, with his arms stretched out, and his wrists tied to the bedpost.

Duan Muren was kneeling at the end of the bed, biting his thigh hard.He wanted to push the opponent away, but his legs were held tightly by the old guy, and he couldn't move.The rough stubble rubbed against the tender flesh of the inner thigh, and the horror brought by it was particularly strong.Shen Jiali wanted to beg for mercy, but knew that it was absolutely useless, maybe adding fuel to the fire, and making the devil torture himself even more.

Gritting his teeth and enduring it for a long time, he finally got through until Duan Muren let go.

He watched Duan Muren get out of bed, thinking that the punishment had come to an end, but he didn't expect Duan Muren to light a cigarette for himself in the leisure time.Holding the cigarette and taking two deep breaths, he walked back to the bed and sat down, holding the cigarette in one hand, and stroking Shen Jiali's body up and down with the other.There seems to be a smile on the face, but the smile is menacing and daunting.

"Don't make a sound." He suddenly smiled lowly, then lowered his eyes and raised the cigarette in his hand, and blew on the fire.

A thin layer of soot fell down, and the cigarette butt was extraordinarily red and bright.He turned his gaze to Shen Jiali's naked body, and repeated in a soft tone: "Don't make any noise."

The cigarette butt poked Shen Jiali's lower abdomen.He punched vigorously like a live fish, but he did not make a sound.

Duan Muren saw him biting his lips tightly, his eyes were lost, the muscles of his waist and hips were tense, but the thing underneath was pitifully limp and shrunk into a small ball, as if he had just been frightened.Laughing abruptly, Duan Muren casually threw away the half of the cigarette.

"Looking at your appearance, what qualifications do you have to fight against me?" He finally said a serious sentence: "You don't know the heights of heaven and earth. I think you are a smart person, but you are actually very stupid!"

At midnight, Shen Jiali lay prone on the big bed of Duan's house, thinking that his house would not be ransacked.

Life is here, money is here, these two kinds of safety rekindle hope in his heart.He has to live, live well, but if he wants to live well, he has to beg for mercy from the old man.Turning his head in the dim light, he saw Duan Muren's stout and bloated naked body at a glance, and he couldn't help feeling disgusted.

Duan Muren was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, when he suddenly felt a noise around him, he also turned his face away.The two looked at each other for a moment, then he turned over and reached out to touch the other's lower body.

Shen Jiali flinched: "You...you can do it?"

Duan Muren pressed against his body: "Do you really think I'm old?"

Then he sneered: "Or are you unwilling and only think of sincerity?"

Shen Jiali frowned and took two deep breaths, trying his best to relieve the pain: "No, no..."

Duan Muren probably thought that his father and son were the most attractive men in the world, so while moving, he said: "I think it's possible, but don't let me catch the whereabouts!"

Hearing this, Shen Jiali gritted his teeth and sneered.

Duan Muren subdued Shen Jiali - this was of course within his expectation.If Shen Jiali, who was halfway into politics, couldn't even win, then he could just step down and go home to retire.

He was very proud, because he now had another thing for entertainment.He could see that Shen Jiali's mind was full of petty cleverness and could not become a great weapon. It was very appropriate to use this kind of person as entertainment.In addition, he decided to promote Shen Jiali a little bit at the right time - this time he doesn't expect him to do great things for himself, he just needs to put him in a certain position and restrain his hands and feet , lest he run around and climb another high branch.

The next morning, Shen Jiali returned home.

The situation has developed to the worst point, but he didn't go to jail and ransack his house, which is better than he expected.His heart brightened a lot, and he asked the cook to cook some good dishes with his skills, and he ate two big bowls of dry rice.

After eating and drinking enough, he regained his energy, searched out his stack of passbooks and house deeds, and carefully locked them into the safe embedded in the wall.Xiaoliang didn't have to run back to Tianjin to send money to Shen Jiayi.

Meanwhile, Duan Zhicheng was arguing with his father.

Duan Zhicheng was dragged away in front of Shen Jiali, he felt very ashamed, and he was locked in the study for a night, and he was even more depressed.This morning when he got his freedom, he went out to inquire, but he heard that Shen Jiali had stayed at his house all night and had just left; so he ran to his father blushing and shouted with desperate courage: "Since you are willing to do it with Jiali From the long conversation all night, it can be seen that you don't think he is a bad person, so why didn't you allow me to meet him? Jiali and I have been classmates for more than ten years, so it's okay to be ordinary friends, right?"

Duan Muren's answer was short but powerful: "Get out!"

Seeing his father being so overbearing, Duan Zhicheng became more and more dizzy with anger: "Don't let your dog leg follow me anymore! I can get along with whoever I want, this is my freedom."

Duan Muren had official business and was in a hurry to go out. Now seeing his son refusing to leave and pestering him endlessly, he picked up a small folding stool at hand and took his son out with it.