Chapter 8 It's good to understand
Seeing that there had been no major incident, the Japanese gendarmes who had gathered together returned to their original positions and cursed from time to time at the porters who passed by them.
Wu Tongguang kept shuttling back and forth among the porters, pretending to command, "Hurry up, we will send it to Nanjing Port on time today." ”
"Be careful."
Every time a porter passed by Wu Tongguang's side, he sneered to show his awe. But in my heart, I scolded Wu Tongguang in my heart: Dog traitor, let you be scared now, don't look at today's fun, I'm afraid of the day you pull Qingdan.
And Wu Tongguang doesn't care whether they are laughing or scolding now, what he is thinking about is how to inform the middle-aged people. But the Japanese military police have three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, and even the staircase is guarded by the Japanese military police, so it is impossible to talk to the middle-aged man at close range. The situation is urgent, and we must pay close attention to it. If you don't wait for Fujita or Ono Ichiro to come up, it will be even more difficult to pass on the message under their noses.
When Wu Tongguang was anxious, a middle-aged man and another porter walked past him carrying a box. The middle-aged man looked calm, and just smiled at Wu Tongguang like the other porters.
Wu Tongguang looked very awkward, and from this smile, he couldn't decipher what message the middle-aged man wanted to convey to himself. It's as if a middle-aged person is just a porter living at the bottom of society.
But the middle-aged man's smile made Wu Tongguang suddenly have a flash of inspiration and an idea.
Wu Tongguang's mouth was still commanding, but the rest of his eyes were aimed at the other porter who was carrying the box with the middle-aged man. When the porter walked up to the plant where the kraft paper bag was stored, Wu Tongguang walked to his side, raised his right elbow slightly, and gently bumped the porter's armpit. The porter suffered pain in his armpits, was unsteady on his feet, and leaned to his right side, and his knee rested on the pot.
A Japanese gendarme next to him saw the rebirth and yelled, "Yaga, you group of Chinese." As he spoke, he aimed the bayonet on the 38 big lid at the porter. The porter was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly and begged for mercy.
Wu Tongguang appeared between the two in time and said in Japanese to the Japanese military police and the Japanese military police who were about to arrive in the distance, "I'll deal with it, I'll deal with it." He handed the cigarette over.
The Japanese gendarme nodded with a smile and said to Wu Tongguang, "Yo-hee." At the same time, he waved his hand at several other Japanese military police, signaling that they did not need to come.
Wu Tongguang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and he directly dragged up the porter who was kneeling on the ground. Seeing that this porter was in his early twenties, he cried a handful of snot and tears.
Tortured this young man like this, Wu Tongguang didn't feel guilty in his heart. Although he couldn't bear it, Wu Tongguang still wanted to finish this scene.
Wu Tongguang tapped the young porter's chest with one hand, put on a standard traitor look, and said, "Tell you, be careful, be careful." Why don't you remember it? Running errands for the imperial army, can you be as careless as you? ”
The young porter was dumb at this time, and he couldn't tell if he was bitter! I can only keep sobbing on the sidelines, and nodding my head is like pounding garlic.
Seeing this, Wu Tongguang said earnestly, "Be careful when you work in the future, if anything is broken here, you can't afford to pay for it." As he spoke, he tapped the edge of the pot with his other hand.
When the Japanese military police on the side saw this scene, they couldn't help but have a sneer at the corner of their mouths, and he felt that the Chinese would only carry guns in the nest. But I didn't find any of the tricks in it.
Instead, the middle-aged man closest to the young porter stood up and interceded for the young porter. Hunched his waist, but his expression was neither humble nor arrogant, and said to Wu Tongguang, "Boss, you see that he is still young and has never seen anything in the world. It was inevitable that he was nervous when he was on an errand for the imperial army, and he panicked for a while. Lift up your noble hand and spare him once. And it's not damaged. After saying that, he also touched the place where the flower pot had been touched with his hand.
Wu Tongguang saw that the middle-aged man's words and deeds were meaningful, and he thought that he should understand his hints. However, for the sake of insurance, Wu Tongguang squinted slightly, looked at the middle-aged man and continued, "Fortunately, things are fine, or you can't afford to pay for all of your lives together." After speaking, Wu Tongguang gently tapped on the edge of the flower pot three times.
While Wu Tongguang was talking, his eyes kept staring at the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man also looked at Wu Tongguang with the same gaze of Wu Tongguang, until Wu Tongguang tapped the flower pot three more times, then lowered his head slightly and said, "Yes." We know that this pot is so precious, we must be more careful that this will not happen again. When the middle-aged man said the word "understood", his tone was a little heavier.
Wu Tongguang nodded slightly, and heard that the middle-aged man seemed to have something to say. He said to the middle-aged man, "It's okay to understand, and keep working." After Wu Tongguang finished speaking to the middle-aged man, he beckoned the other porters to continue to work. A group of devil soldiers are "hurrying" and "working" urging the porters to continue to carry the goods.
Wu Tongguang really tried his best, he thought that he could only help the middle-aged man here. With such an obvious hint, I hope that middle-aged people really "understand", and it is really tragic to understand the mystery.
The Japanese carried the job all morning. Wu Tongguang sent off Fujita Shaosa and Ichiro Ono, and the morning of temporary agent life finally came to an end in tension and excitement. Wu Tongguang sat in the office, and his mood was like rolling waves until now.
However, Wu Tongguang still has one more thing to worry about, that is, whether the kraft paper bag hidden in the flower pot has been successfully taken away by the middle-aged man. He took advantage of the lunch break when everyone else was out to eat, and went up to the fourth floor again.
Wu Tongguang touched the flower pot, but there was nothing but weeds and dirt in the flower pot. He knew that it must have been a middle-aged man who had taken the brown paper bag. If the Japanese had found out, they would not have been as calm as they are now, and they would have caused an uproar.
At this time, Wu Tongguang was in an extremely comfortable mood, and his previous nervousness, apprehension and even fear were swept away.
Wu Tongguang stood in the empty corridor and could no longer control the ecstasy in his heart, and laughed out loud. He was thinking: It feels so cool to play the little devil around, and it is even cooler to be a Chinese who returns to the sky.