Just when Lin Jiangbei was hesitating, he saw a short middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walking out of the gate of the Japanese elementary school, whispering something to the Japanese marines standing guard at the school gate, and pointing in his direction across the road with his hand.

And at this moment, Lin Jiangbei was alone on the sidewalk across the road, and there were no other pedestrians, and the object of the short middle-aged man's finger could not be anyone other than him.

Lin Jiangbei couldn't help but sigh in his heart, could it be that he glanced twice more in the direction of Yonekura Homiko's car, and was seen by the short middle-aged man that it was abnormal? It's not impossible, is it? Where did that short, middle-aged man have such amazing eyesight?

Lin Jiangbei was guessing in his heart, when he saw the Japanese marine standing guard holding a rifle in one hand, shouting at him to stop, and at the same time running towards him quickly. Lin Jiangbei thought that he had not revealed any suspicions, so he calmed down, held the bicycle in his hand, and stood calmly in place waiting for the Japanese marine.

Soon, the Japanese Marine ran up to Lin Jiangbei, saluted him, and said politely: "Are you a line maintenance worker of Zhabei Hydropower Company?" ”

Seeing the polite appearance of this Japanese marine, Lin Jiangbei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, sure enough, he guessed that the short middle-aged man was not suspicious of him, but looking for something to do with him.

"Yes, I'm a line repairman at Zhabei Hydropower." Lin Jiangbei smiled and asked the Japanese marine, "Is there anything wrong?" ”

"That's right, there is a line in our Japanese elementary school that is broken, and our principal Ishii asked me to ask you to come in and help repair it." This Japanese Marine said.

Lin Jiangbei was just thinking about whether to find a way to go into the Japanese elementary school to find out what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of Yonekura Homiko, and how he changed his usual habits today, and heard his special car next to the gate of the Japanese elementary school.

But I didn't expect that at this time, there was a line in the Japanese elementary school that broke down, and the principal of Ishii actually sent this marine to invite him into the school to help repair it.

"No problem!" Lin Jiangbei nodded at the Japanese marine and said, "I can go in and check it out for you." ”

So he pushed his bicycle and followed the Japanese marine to the gate of the Japanese elementary school.

"Principal Ishii," the Marine bowed to the stocky middle-aged man, "this gentleman is indeed a line maintenance worker at the Zhabei Hydropower Company, and he promised to come to the school to help repair the lines. ”

"Really? Thank you so much! The short, middle-aged man bowed to Lin Jiangbei and said, "I am the principal of the Japanese elementary school in the north of Shanghai, Ishii Yan, may I ask your surname, sir?" ”

"My surname is Zhang, my name is Zhang Acai, and Principal Ishii just calls me Lao Zhang!" Lin Jiangbei said in a Chinese accent with a strong Shanghai flavor.

"It turned out to be Mr. Zhang, then it's hard for you!" Ishii bowed to Lin Jiangbei again, and then led Lin Jiangbei to the campus.

Lin Jiangbei followed behind Ishii and found that on both sides of the road of the Japanese elementary school, there were cars of various brands parked densely. Lin Jiangbei roughly counted in his heart and found that the total number of cars on both sides of the road was at least forty or more.

He couldn't help but secretly scream in his heart, something was wrong!

Although at this time, the total number of cars owned by Shanghai has exceeded 10,000, but in such a place as the Japanese Primary School on North Sichuan Road, more than 40 small bridge cars can be gathered, which is still a very frightening number.

What exactly do Japanese people want to do in Japanese elementary schools?

Lin Jiangbei's brain immediately raised his vigilance to the highest level, and he followed closely behind Shi Jing, his eyes constantly sweeping to both sides.

After walking more than fifty meters inside, a noisy human voice gradually floated in front of him, and as the distance continued to close, the noise became louder and louder, and Lin Jiangbei was already able to distinguish various accents from it, which even gave him a feeling of visiting a Japanese seafood market in Hokkaido when he traveled to Japan in his last life.

"Principal Ishii, where is the line that needs to be repaired? How far is it going? Lin Jiangbei pushed the bicycle and asked with a slightly impatient tone.

"Mr. Zhang, it's here, it's here!" As he spoke, Shi Jing took Lin Jiangbei and turned a corner.

Then Lin Jiangbei was stunned for a moment, only to see a large playground appear in front of him, which was much larger than the standard football field used in later competitions. The point is that the large playground is densely packed with people, not underage elementary school students, but adults, both men and women, judging by their dress and the tone of their conversations, they must all be Japanese.

Lin Jiangbei roughly estimated that the total number of these Japanese in the entire playground would be at least about five or six thousand.

So the question is, what are these five or six thousand Japanese adults going to do when they gather on the playground of this Japanese elementary school? Is it a political rally?

As soon as this idea came to mind, Lin Jiangbei remembered that when he was at the Zhejiang Police Academy, when the instructor was analyzing the distribution of various affairs and political forces in Shanghai, he had specifically talked about the schools run by the Japanese in the Shanghai area with complete facilities, good school buildings, a large number of classrooms, a large playground area, and easy evacuation of students. Compared to other buildings owned by Japanese residents in Shanghai (e.g., factories, shops, residences), the school is more suitable for political rallies and military use.

Therefore, the Japanese are very fond of holding various political rallies and military events in schools. In particular, the Northern Japanese Elementary School on North Sichuan Road is not only far larger than the primary schools in Japan, but also the largest among the Japanese schools in Shanghai, so the Japanese in Shanghai are very fond of holding political rallies at the Japanese Elementary School on North Sichuan Road, and regard it as the main venue for the political gatherings of Japanese residents in Shanghai.

One of the most famous of these is that on October 11, 1931, in response to the growing anti-Japanese sentiment and national salvation movement of the Chinese people, dozens of organizations in Shanghai, including the Shanghai Japanese Federation, the Shanghai Textile Federation, the Shanghai Japanese Cotton Association, the Shanghai Japan Grain and Fertilizer Association, the Seafood Association, and the Industrial Comrades Association, organized a meeting of more than 6,000 Japanese residents here to pass declarations and resolutions, which were sent to the Japanese Prime Minister, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, the Minister of the Army, the Minister of the Navy, and the president of the Democratic PartyIn addition to the head of the Naval Command Department, Minister Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary, Consul General, and Chairman of the Administrative Committee of the Shanghai Resident People's League, he also sent to more than a dozen newspapers in Shanghai, including the Osaka Asahi Shimbun, the Osaka Mainichi Shimbun, the Shiji Shimbun, the Hochi Shimbun, the Tokyo Asahi Shimbun, and the Tokyo Nikichi Shimbun, urging the Japanese Government to use "tough and effective means" to deal with the growing anti-Japanese movement of the Chinese people.

Today's scene is another political rally organized by Japanese living in Shanghai. It is no wonder that Yonekura Takumiko's special car was parked at the entrance of the school instead of parking in the parking lot of the Shanghai Performing Arts Center, and apparently, Yonekura Takumiko, as the wife of the Japanese Consul General in Shanghai, also came to participate in this large gathering of Japanese residents in Shanghai.

And the more than 40 cars parked on both sides of the road in the elementary school are obviously owned by the heads of various Japanese organizations in Shanghai, right?

Lin Jiangbei thought in his heart, and his eyes looked at the rostrum in the center opposite the playground, only to see a big banner hanging on the top of the rostrum, which read "The 29th Anniversary Celebration of the Shanghai Resident People's League" in Japanese.

Lin Jiangbei couldn't help laughing twice in his heart.

It seems that my preparations are still not meticulous! If I had known what the Japanese were going to do today to celebrate the 29th anniversary of the Shanghai Resident People's League, I would have done the sabotage of this big light, and I would have taken great pains to sabotage Yonekura Homiko's special car?

Compared with the bombing of Yonekura Homiko's special car, the destruction of the 29th anniversary celebration of the Shanghai Resident People's League can make the Japanese top brass like thunder, and it can also double the pressure on the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, so as to urge Toyamai to arrest and bring to justice the leading members of the South Korean provisional government such as Kim Shi at all costs, right?

Soon, Shi Jing led Lin Jiangbei to the electrician's room located in the northwest corner of the playground, pointed to the electrical distribution cabinet in the electrician's room, and said to Lin Jiangbei: "Mr. Zhang, a line in the electrical distribution cabinet in our electrician's room is burning, please be sure to help us repair it before half past ten." Otherwise, by half past ten, our Consul General's wife, Takumiko Yonekura, would not be able to use the radio line to give a speech on the celebration! ”

So that's the case?

Lin Jiangbei deliberately said: "Principal Shijing, the maintenance of this power distribution cabinet should not be within the responsibility of our Zhabei Hydropower Company, right?" ”

"Mr. Zhang, it is true that as you said, the maintenance of this distribution cabinet does not fall within the scope of responsibility of your Zhabei Hydropower Company. But I can pay you to repair it, do you think it's okay? Ishii bowed to Lin Jiangbei and said very politely.

"Since your school has an electrician's room and a power distribution cabinet, you should also have a professional electrician, right? Why don't you let him repair the distribution cabinet? Lin Jiangbei did not immediately agree to Ishii, but asked another question.

"Hey, don't mention it!" Ishii said with a sad face: "He is usually very healthy and has no problems at all, but he doesn't want to have a seizure when the power distribution cabinet fails and he needs to repair it, and suddenly he has a seizure and is sent to the infirmary." ”