Jiangsu. In a small town in the countryside of Changzhou, it was late at night, and the backyard of the office was still brightly lit, and the mayor of the town, the head of the police station and the captain of the tax police regiment were drinking with the big men from Shanghai.

The so-called big man is Liang Maocai, he drinks very well, thousands of glasses are not drunk, drunk to a hearty place, everyone calls him brothers, good like a mother, and gradually these local officials are lying under the table and snoring like thunder, Liang Maocai pushed this, shook that, confirmed that they were all drunk to death, and then went out.

Halfway through the banquet, the captain of the tax police went out under the pretext, and was waiting outside the door at this time, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Liang, please come here." ”

The grain just collected from the countryside was piled up on the wharf yard, and the bags of rice were piled up like a mountain, which was spectacular under the moonlight, and the unique fragrance of new grain filled the air, so that Liang Maocai, who was born as a farmer, couldn't help but take two deep breaths.

Peace Army soldiers with rifles on their backs patrolled near the freight yard, machine guns were set up behind bunkers at the entrances and exits, and food was an important military material, and no one dared to be careless.

"It's all my own brothers, don't worry." The tax police captain looked at the soldiers and said.

"Thank you." Liang Maocai quietly stretched out his hand and took the opportunity of shaking hands to stuff a small yellow croaker into the other party's hand.

The Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal is like a shining ribbon stretching into the distance in the night, a machine boat dragged a dozen non-powered wooden boats, quietly parked at the dock, and the coolies gathered overnight began to work, they are all locals, all rely on hard work for a living, today the town has all urgent official business, the official promised that each person has a reward of 100 reserve tickets, they naturally used all their strength not to slack off, it took most of the night, and finally loaded more than half of the grain on the freight yard onto the ship.

Seeing that the grain was almost moved, the captain of the tax police said with a smile: "Mr. Liang, I'm sorry, I have to keep some food, otherwise the show will not be like it." ”

"Please." Liang Maocai took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, "It's almost, let's order." ”

The captain of the tax police brigade instructed the soldiers to pour fire oil on the sacks containing the grain, and wiped the matches, and the flames rubbed on the ground, and the freight yard suddenly became thick with smoke, and the flames were blazing, and the faces of the coolies were red by the firelight, and they were speechless with shock.

"Who dares to say half a word and kill your whole family!" The captain said viciously.

The adjutant gave each of the coolies a piece of ocean, instead of the promised 100 yuan reserve ticket, grace and power, who dared not obey, they took the ocean and left, and after a while, the machine gun sounded, and Liang Maocai raised his eyebrows: "Killed?" ”

"Kill it, leave no trouble, otherwise we will have to move if we find out." The captain said disapprerovingly, as if he had killed only a swarm of ants.

"Oh." Liang Maocai nodded, but his heart was on fire, and he couldn't wait to destroy this guy with one shot.

There was a fire in the freight yard, the gong sounded in the town, and the people came out with buckets to put out the fire, but the gunshots rang out, and the New Fourth Army launched an attack at this time, the machine guns were very dense, and the streets were full of running sounds, and the grenades exploded non-stop, who would dare to risk death to come out to fight the fire.

It was the Zhenxin Fourth Army who came, they put empty guns around the town for a while, and the peace army in the town also symbolically fought for half an hour, and when the two sides cooperated with the acting, Liang Mao escorted the grain ship north.

When the nearby Japanese garrison arrived, the freight yard had been burned to the ground, and even some houses in the town were burned down, black dust was floating in the sky, and the ground was full of brass bullet casings, it is said that the peace army and the police died dozens of people in order to resist the New Fourth Army, and the corpses are vividly visible, and the courage is commendable, but hundreds of thousands of catties of food have been lost, and someone must take responsibility.

The grain was burned in the freight yard of the town office, and it has nothing to do with the tax police, and it stands to reason that the government and the police should be responsible, and Li Shiqun, as the chairman of Jiangsu Province and the minister of police, will naturally be beaten in the ass.

After the outbreak of the Pacific War, the concession in Shanghai was occupied by the Japanese, and the No. 76 secret service seemed to have no need to exist, and even the hottest figure at the beginning, Wu Sibao, was killed.

Changzhou's summer grain was burned by the New Fourth Army, causing great losses to the imperial army's holy war, not long after the incident, Li Shiqun got the news from secret channels, the matter was done by his rival Luo Junqiang, he was furious but helpless, because there was no evidence to report to the Japanese, and he could not restrain Luo Junqiang by his own strength.

When the telephone rang, it was General Shadow Sazhenzhao, the leader of the Mei Organ who was far away in Shanghai, who was far away in Shanghai, and he criticized Li Shiqun very implicitly, which made Li Shiqun feel even more like a pins and needles, losing the trust of the Japanese, and his political and physical lives were probably coming to an end.

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The Japanese army did not fully occupy the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Anhui regions, and even Shanghai Pudong was active with guerrillas from all walks of life, not to mention other regions, Liang Maocai carried a whole fleet of rice into the national army defense area, and the next task was much simpler, nothing more than to raise transportation capacity to transport grain back to Jiangbei.

Liang Maocai returned to Shanghai alone and found Luo Junqiang again, Minister Luo thought he was coming to thank him, met him with a smile, and waited to receive the gift after a few words of greeting.

"Minister Luo, let's put the accounts on a plate." Liang Mao got straight to the point.

Luo Junqiang was a little displeased, and a cold light flashed behind the thick round-framed glasses: "Oh, what's the method?" ”

"30,000 catties of opium, just 300,000 catties of grain, I lost a lot, you have to find me money." Liang Maocai said.

"Little brother, you also know that food is military supplies......"

"No matter how military he is, he is also grain, how much grain can be produced in one acre of land? How much opium can be produced? According to the market in the 25th year of the Republic of China, one or two taels of soil is eight yuan, and one catty is one hundred and twenty-eight yuan. ”

"Hehe, it can't be counted like that."

"Then how to calculate, the price of food has risen, and the price of tobacco and soil has not risen? Only if it rises even more, Minister Luo is a happy person, so let's say a happy word. ”

"Okay, I'll think about it."

"Then I'll wait for you to reply."

Liang Maocai walked away, Luo Junqiang had a murderous intent, a boy who didn't know the height of the sky, he dared to blackmail himself, he picked up the phone and shook it, clearing his throat: "There is such a person, help me solve it." ”

The next day, Luo Junqiang was in the office, and suddenly received a call from Liang Maocai: "Minister Luo, the manpower you sent is a little high, and next time you will send a sharp one." ”

"I don't understand what you're saying." Luo Jun forcibly suppressed his anger and said.

"Your killer has sunk in the Huangpu River." Liang Maocai said.

Luo Junqiang covered the microphone, beckoned the secretary to come over, and said in a low voice: "Check where this call came from immediately." ”

A contemptuous voice came from the earpiece: "Don't be busy, you can't find me, Minister Luo, you have to be kind, what's wrong, upset?" If you want to smoke, don't you have a box of eggplant on your left, tsk, the lighter is still pure gold. ”

Luo Jun was shocked, hurriedly picked up the phone and closed the curtains, sweat came out on his head, and picked up the phone: "Brother, is there something to discuss, the food problem is indeed difficult to solve, this kind of thing can only be done once, and now the Japanese have begun to pay attention, otherwise I owe you." ”

"That's not going to work, we have to pay it back now." Liang Maocai is very determined.

Luo Junqiang almost scolded, but thinking of the other party's origin, not only the people of Chongqing, but also the imperial organs are inextricably linked, the water is deep, it is not easy to mess around, and after thinking about it, he thought about it and said: "I have a compensation method......

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Shanghai Longhua Detention Center, U.S. Army Major Bill. When the Pearl Harbor incident broke out, the Japanese navy also opened fire on British and American warships anchored on the Huangpu River, the army stationed in concessions, occupied consulates of various countries, and arrested military personnel and diplomats.

Major Chandes is a logistics officer of the U.S. military, so he has been tortured relatively little, there is a major in charge of intelligence, who has been tortured to death, the conditions in the detention center are very poor, he is not well fed and clothed, he has lost a lot of weight in just half a year, but what is more painful is the missing of his family, Emily and their children are outside, it is said that the Japanese are going to build a concentration camp to imprison the expatriates, Chandus is even more worried.

On this day, the Chinese servant who was in charge of distributing food to them mysteriously stuffed a paper bag into Chandes and said in half-baked pidgin English, "Eat it." ”

Chandes was puzzled, and the other party said, "Do you want to go out?" ”

Chand's heart beat violently, it turned out that someone had rescued him, he immediately swallowed the black pill in the paper bag, and after half an hour he began to have a fever, and the doctor came to check and told the chief of detention that this was a symptom of the plague, and in order to prevent contagion, it was best to isolate.

So Chandes was carried away and put in an infectious disease hospital, and that night, a group of people reached into the room, threw a sack on the bed, and dragged out the body of a scrawny white man with a long beard on his chin that looked like Chanders.

"Take off your clothes and put them on him." The men gave such orders, and Chandes hastened to do so, changed into the clothes of the dead man, got into the sack, and was still carried out, vaguely feeling that he had gotten into a car, roared for a long time, and then was transferred to the ship, and after a few hours of rippling with the waves, smelling enough of the oil, and finally being released.

It's sunny outside, the sea is blue, and Bill. Colonel Chandes stood crampedly on the deck of the cargo ship, looking at the man in front of him.

The man looked at him and said with a grin: "Just such a person, can it be worth hundreds of thousands of catties of grain?" ”

This person is Liang Maocai, and Major Chandes is the change that Luo Junqiang found him, at this time Liang Maocai didn't know that the value of this thin foreign devil he got in exchange could be measured by food.