At dusk on Xiamen Island, after a burst of twilight rain, the sky is still covered by dark clouds, the wide streets are shrouded in a choking fog, and the old people who sweep the roads are lazily cleaning. They work half-starved, and chronic malnutrition has made their bearded faces look even more dry and yellow. The old man, while cleaning up a patch of muddy water on a street corner, swept away a starved corpse, but made a detour without expression. They knew that they might one day become a corpse like him, so sympathy, pity, and charity were no longer aware of their numb thoughts.

After the rain, the streets are filled with slogans such as "Learn the Japanese language" and "Learn the Japanese spirit", and they are embellished with songs and dances in society.

On the street, a black Toyota car was driving fast, and it came to a quiet place in the back street of southeast Guanhou Street in Xiamen, where the quaint building had three big characters written on it: "Tian Mansion". The so-called "mansion" is the high-level club of overseas Chinese leaders, capitalists, big bosses, and some big officials in the past, but now it has become a comfortable place for Japanese puppet officials, spy leaders, managers of the company, leaders of maintenance associations, and some important spies dancing, feasting, conspiring, playing mahjong, and playing with women. It is a garden-style building, surrounded on all sides by short walls, hidden in the greenery, but each doorway is guarded, and plainclothes agents roam around.

The door of the mansion was open, and the front of the mansion was decorated with flashing electric lights, illuminating the cars of Japanese dignitaries who were passing by. A short time later, a small black car drove in, and the guards on both sides bowed to meet each other. The car entered the gate and stopped, and Takamura and Li Zaixin walked out of the left and right back doors of the sedan. They entered a deserted, patchwork courtyard.

Today, Takamura is wearing a navy blue suit, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his face is full of arrogance and disdain. Li Zaixin, on the other hand, wears a robe, a top hat, and sunglasses with large lenses. He looked at the rather distinctive courtyard in front of him, and naturally his face was shocked.

As soon as the two got out of the car, Takanori Takamura reached out and made a "please come in" gesture.

Li Zaixin was flattered and said, "Ah, okay, the director, please come in!" ”

Tamura Chongno was no longer polite, just walked inside, Li Zaixin hurriedly followed, step by step, like a pug, as if he was afraid that he would lose it.

Two people walked into the courtyard, the courtyard is a small casino, there are all kinds of gambling stalls, small theaters, dance halls, as well as restaurants, mahjong stalls, ice rooms, etc., can meet some spiritual empty Japanese ronin, pseudo-police, traitors, etc., and what really attracts Japanese dignitaries, high-ranking officials and upstarts is the hidden place behind.

They passed through two courtyards and turned into a moon gate with the words "Yachiyo" written on it. There are more than 10 rooms in the courtyard, all of which are brightly lit.

At the door of each room, there are Japanese prostitutes dressed in kimonos. The two of them walked one after the other towards a luxurious room in the middle, and two beautiful Japanese prostitutes in kimonos were waiting outside the door. Seeing the two approaching, he hurriedly bowed at 30 degrees and said in Japanese: "Welcome, welcome!" ”

"Good, good, good!" Li Zaixin responded busily, with a smile on his face.

They carefully lifted the curtain and let the two men into the house.

When they arrived at the house, the two of them got on tatami mats, and someone came over to make them fragrant tea.

Tamura Chongze said quietly: Mayor Li, please use tea!

"Okay, Chief, please use it!" Li Zaixin said flatteredly.

Takamura said, "When you get here, you don't have to be polite. ”

Li Zaixin took a sip of tea and said, "Chief Tamura, this is what you said about 'Yachiyo Ryotei'?" ”

"Well, isn't it good here?" Takamura asked without raising his head.

Li Zaixin hurriedly smiled and said: Okay, good!

Tamura Takanori took a sip of tea and said: Mayor Li has worked hard day and night for the common prosperity of Greater East Asia, and he has made a great contribution to his hard work.

Li Zaixin hurriedly said: "Don't dare to be it, although the contemptible people have done some work for the Imperial Japanese Army, it is still not enough, it is not enough!" ”

"Alas, Mayor Li is too polite. It's time to have fun, don't talk about business. ”

Tamura Takanori took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice: "You may not know this place, this place is not something that you Chinese can come in casually, the girls here are also from the Great Japanese Empire, they are all carefully selected, they are good-looking, and they can sing and dance." After a while, let them accompany you well, and you have to relax your mind. ”

"Thank you to President Tamura for his kindness, I will definitely work hard for the Imperial Japanese Army, and I will never give up!" Li Zaixin said gratefully.

Tamura Takanori smiled "haha": This is my jurisdiction, come here, you can enjoy ...... with confidence!

He glanced ahead, and the two Japanese prostitutes hurriedly grabbed Li Zaixin's sleeves and said in Chinese, which he was unfamiliar with for half his life: Mr. Mayor, let's go!

As he spoke, two Japanese prostitutes pulled him out.

Li Zaixin was overjoyed, but pretended to be reluctant and said, "Chief Tamura, this, where is this going......

Tamura Wakanori waved his hand and said, "You'll know when you go in a while, you two have to treat Mayor Li well, Mayor Li, go, go!" ”

Two Japanese prostitutes dragged Li Zaixin out of the room quickly.