Chapter 91 Bloodletting for Survival

Immediately, someone brought in Scar, who was covered in blood and had a bruised and swollen face.

"Director Ding, this man is a notorious intelligence broker in the black market, nicknamed Scarface." Hu Junhe gave a brief introduction, then grabbed Scarface and pushed him in front of Mao Ziming:

Do you know Secretary Mao?

"I...I know him," Scarface stammered.

"You..." Mao Ziming's lips trembled.

"Old Mao, they beat me too brutally. I... I really can't take it anymore. I'm sorry." Scarface looked miserable, his arrogant demeanor completely gone.

"Scarface, tell me," Hu Junhe said.

"Director Ding, I have bought intelligence from Mao Ziming eight times, including..." Scarface confessed everything in detail, even taking out the account book.

The time, the location, the amount of money given, and all other details of the intelligence were recorded clearly.

"So that's why our recent operations have been repeatedly thwarted and intercepted. It turns out it was you who did this, and now you're trying to pin the blame on me."

"Fuck you, you son of a bitch!"

Wang Tianmu's temper flared up again, and he rushed over and slapped Mao Ziming twice.

"Mao Ziming has both witnesses and physical evidence. What else do you have to say?" Hu Junhe pulled Wang Tianmu away and questioned him sharply.

"Me, me!"

Mao Ziming had no way to argue, so he could only look to Ding Mocun for help: "Director Ding, please save me. I was confused for a moment and blinded by greed. I know I was wrong."

"Ha, now you know you were wrong."

"Didn't you just say you were having tea with friends?"

"I really want to tear your mouth apart!"

Hu Junhe's face hardened, and he poked Mao Ziming's forehead sharply.

"Someone come here!"

"Let's use family discipline first. Tear his mouth off for me."

He gave the order in annoyance.

"yes!"

Ma Laosan and another interrogator brought out sharp hooks and, laughing strangely, moved towards Mao Ziming from either side.

Mao Ziming is usually arrogant and domineering.

Nobody in this building likes him, and now that they've caught him, they're going to make him suffer.

"director!"

"I...I was really wrong. Please, for the sake of how long I've followed you, please put in a good word for me and spare my life."

Mao Ziming was so frightened that tears streamed down his face as he struggled and howled.

"brute!"

Ding Mocun wished he could devour him alive.

All the advantages I painstakingly built up have been destroyed in one fell swoop.

Li Shiqun has probably been keeping an eye on Mao Ziming for more than just a day or two.

Why not arrest them earlier or later? Making a move now clearly means they're targeting me.

Hey!

It’s over.

It's all over!

Hu Junhe waved his hand.

Ma Laosan and his companion used iron hooks to grab Mao Ziming's mouth from both sides. With a ripping sound, Mao Ziming's cheeks were pierced through, blood gushing out, and he let out a series of pig-like screams.

"The evidence is sufficient."

"Gentlemen, please move along."

Wang Xuesen felt a chill run down his spine and raised his hand.

The group left the interrogation room.

"Given the seriousness of this matter, I will report it to the Military Police and the head of the Kagesa Agency. Chief Ding, I hope you can provide a response by tomorrow," Shibuya said expressionlessly.

"I have failed to properly manage my subordinates, and I will certainly reflect on this deeply." Ding Mocun bowed and accepted the order.

After Li Shiqun and Shibuya's group left, Ding Mocun angrily clenched his fist in his palm: "Mao Ziming ruined me!"

"Xuesen, come to my office."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Wang Xuesen.

Upon entering the office, Ding Mocun wiped the cold sweat from his brow with a handkerchief and said anxiously, "Xuesen, Mao Ziming knows too much. Who knows what his foul mouth might say?"

"I might get dragged into this."

"This is indeed unfavorable for the director, but it's far from a pessimistic time. However, it's inevitable that you will have to bleed out, director," Wang Xuesen said after thinking for a moment.

"I'm not afraid of bloodletting, what I'm afraid of now is that mad dog Li Shiqun biting me and not letting go." Ding Mocun paced anxiously with his hands behind his back.

"Tell me, how should it be placed to make it effective?" He turned to look at Wang Xuesen.

"Two steps."

"After something like this happened, the most urgent thing, besides severing ties with Mao Ziming, is to send money," Wang Xuesen said.

"How should I send it, and to whom?" Ding Mocun's mind was in complete turmoil.

"Just send it to three people."

"First, there's Zhou Fohai. After all, you're one of his people. Have your sister-in-law send money to Yang Shuhui so he can speak on your behalf to the bureau chief."

"Secondly, there are Warrant Officer Shibuya and Li Shiqun. As long as they don't escalate the situation, the director's life will not be in danger."

Wang Xuesen's analysis was unhurried and deliberate.

"I can understand sending it to Shibuya and Zhou Fohai."

"But will Li Shih-Chun give up so easily?"

Ding Mocun rubbed his temples, looking troubled.

"certainly!"

"I'm still here, aren't I?"

"However, it's not enough for Li Shiqun to just have money; Director, you also need to humble yourself and delegate authority."

Wang Xuesen continued to guide him.

"Selling at a low price is no problem."

"As long as I can get through this, I'll shine his shoes for him."

What does "delegation of authority" mean?

Ding Mocun lit a cigarette and asked, displeased.

"Abolish the four-department system and return the power within each department to Li Shiqun for reform," Wang Xuesen said decisively.

"Wouldn't that leave me completely at their mercy?"

Ding Mocun leaned forward and growled, his hands resting on the table.

He knew that once he lost this power, unless he left No. 76, he would be killed by Li Shiqun sooner or later.

"Uncle, why don't you understand?"

"Is this Mao Ziming's business?"

"Mao Ziming is nothing. They're after you and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs faction. Whether you let them pass or not is not up to you."

"Take the initiative and do Li Shiqun a favor; that's called retreating to advance."

"And as long as the money is in place, I guarantee you'll at most be back to where you were before the four-hall system, and your life won't be in danger."

Wang Xuesen said with great certainty.

"If we could go back to the way things were before, we'd be incredibly grateful."

How much money do you want?

Ding Mocun gritted his teeth and said.

"Ten 10 10-ounce yellow croakers!" Wang Xuesen quoted the price and specifications.

"Thirty-five thousand yuan?"

"This is equivalent to ten years of my salary."

"No, absolutely not!"

Ding Mocun cried out in pain.

"I have to go out for some business at noon."

"Take your time to figure it out."

"Call me when you've made up your mind."

Wang Xuesen was too lazy to argue with him any longer. He glanced at his watch, gave a perfunctory reply, and got up to leave.

……

5:30 p.m.

Wang Xuesen returned home.

Wanjia and Li Lu were making dumplings in the living room, chatting and laughing, and seemed to be getting along well.

"I'm back!"

Wanjia turned around and greeted her.

"Mr. Wang." Li Lu's spring-like expression faded, and she gave a graceful bow in greeting.

"Mrs. Mao is here. Let me see what she's up to."

"dumpling!"

"Why did you suddenly decide to make dumplings? We don't have that custom in Shanghai, do we?"

Wang Xuesen asked with a surprised smile.

Su Wanjia was stunned for a moment, her eyes filled with panic, thinking that she had done something wrong again.

"Well, my mother is from Chengde. When she was alive, she would make dumplings for every festival. I learned a little bit from her," Li Lu explained.

"I see."

"Then I'm in for a treat tonight."

Wang Xuesen smiled happily.

"I'm glad Mr. Wang doesn't... I'm glad you don't mind," Li Lu said, blushing.

Just then, Wanjia was squatting by the cabinet looking for soy sauce.

Seeing her shy and charming appearance, Wang Xuesen took the opportunity to kiss Li Lu on the cheek and then gave her a squeeze on her shapely buttocks.

Li Lu was surprised by his audacity and almost screamed out loud, her pretty face turning red involuntarily.

"Xuesen, go upstairs and take a shower first. You smell like smoke, it's suffocating." Wanjia turned around and saw Wang Xuesen standing there like a wooden post, so she quickly instructed him.

"Yes, madam."

"Mrs. Mao, you're busy."

Wang Xuesen smiled politely, picked up his briefcase, and went upstairs.

"Lulu, why is your face red? I'll go move the fan over. This big pot of water is quite hot when it's turned on." Wanjia noticed that Li Lu's cheeks were red and thought it was because the kitchen was too hot.

"Okay, thank you, Wan'er." Li Lu nodded quickly.

After finishing their dumplings for dinner, Wang Xuesen read the newspaper, but his eyes kept glancing at the slender flesh beneath Li Lu's cheongsam. .

Li Lu, however, dared not look at him at all.

She felt guilty and ashamed.

Li Lu attended university.

I used to be a Chinese language teacher for a while.

He has some knowledge of piano, dance, and poetry.

Wanjia and she got along quite well, and the two chatted until after nine o'clock in the evening, when Li Lu got up to say goodbye.

"Xuesen, why don't you see Mrs. Mao off?" Wanjia said.

"I have some documents to process tonight, why don't you deliver them?" Wang Xuesen pretended to be busy and declined.

"No need, I can take a rickshaw back by myself," Li Lu quickly declined.

"What a big shot! We can't count on you for anything."

Wanjia rolled her eyes at Wang Xuesen, took the car keys, and personally saw Li Lu out the door.

"Mrs. Mao, take care." Wang Xuesen saw her to the door.

Li Lu turned around, pursed her lips slightly, not daring to look at him, and bowed slightly before walking away hand in hand with Wan Jia.

call!

My poor little baby.

Wang Xuesen let out a sigh of relief.

He certainly wanted to personally escort Li Lu and have a good meal while he was there.

It's just that Wanjia treats her very well, and the two get along well. This is a crucial stage for building a solid foundation, so it's best not to mess it up.

At least one day Wanjia will truly treat her as a sister.

I've gotten used to being with her.

Then we can openly and honestly announce it.

Furthermore, Wanjia is broad-minded and trusts herself, so one shouldn't go too far in dealing with people.

Be more restrained for now, and steal secretly.

Let's just forget about openly arson.

Half an hour later, Wanjia returned.

He gave Wang Xuesen a passionate kiss as soon as he entered the door.

"Madam seems to be in a good mood," Wang Xuesen said with a smile, pinching her cheek.

"certainly."

"You did a good job today. You didn't get distracted by pretty girls like you usually do. I've decided to make an exception and work overtime to serve my master." Wanjia tiptoed and hugged his neck, acting coquettishly.

"What do you mean 'today'? I perform very well every day, okay?" Wang Xuesen said.

"Let me tell you, Li Lu sings really well."

"Sigh, I wish I could sing half as well as her."

Su Wanjia pursed her lips, a little envious. Strangely enough, although she had a beautiful voice, she was tone-deaf and sang off-key.

I know, and I also know that her voice sounds better... Wang Xuesen smiled and comforted her, saying, "She sings better than you, but you play the piano better than her."

"The key is that you have better taste than her."

"She married the tyrannical Mao Ziming."

"You married an exceptionally gentle and wonderful man."

"Based on this alone, you completely outclass her."

"Waaah, you naughty guy, how can you say such sweet things? No, I'm too happy, you go take a shower." Wanjia's heart melted at his words, and she started to undo his belt.

Wang Xuesen arrived at the bathroom.

Just as he finished washing, Wanjia rushed in and kissed him again amidst the splashing water.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Wang Xuesen gently stepped aside from her.

"I'm in a hurry."

I like you so much today.

"hurry up……"

Wanjia, an experienced driver, handled the situation with ease, one hand on the wall and the other eagerly pulling the car along.

"I'm in a hurry."

I like you so much today.

"hurry up……"

Wanjia, an experienced driver, handled the situation with ease, one hand on the wall and the other eagerly pulling the car along.

Wang Xuesen was speechless.

Do wives all turn into tomboys after the dating phase?

All the hype is for nothing; the real deal is what matters.

And he's incredibly fierce and tough.

Where has my shy and lovely Wan'er gone?

……

After taking a shower.

Wang Xuesen held Wan'er, whose face was still flushed, and enjoyed the quiet time they spent together.

"Will that beast Mao Ziming come back?" Wanjia asked.

"He won't survive."

"Ding Mocun, Li Shiqun, and even the Japanese all needed his death to put an end to this matter," Wang Xuesen said.

Will Butcher Ding be fired?

Su Wanjia smoothed her hair and leaned against his broad chest to adjust to a more comfortable position.

Without thinking, she lifted the blanket to cover herself, trying not to touch Xuesen below the chest, to avoid any accidental contact.

We should listen to Lao Du.

She didn't want to become a typical example of a useless man; a little fun was enough for her.

"Won't."

"The No. 76 organization had not been established for long, and at this time, Ding Mocun's downfall was not good for Wang Jingwei and the Japanese."

"Furthermore, Ding Mocun is backed by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs faction."

"In order to maintain balance, Kagesa Yoshiaki will not go too far. His main goal is to return core power to the army faction, such as Li Shiqun and Haruki Yoshitaka."

Wang Xuesen shook his head.

"What a pity, you shouldn't have helped him," Su Wanjia said angrily.

"How could I possibly control the affairs of the Japanese? I was merely trying to seize every opportunity to gain survival capital and increase Li Shiqun's trust," Wang Xuesen said, fully aware of his own limitations.

His mission was to lie in wait, and to sow discord and divide the 76th.

The goal is to achieve the overall objective.

What matters is the city and the place.

The details were merely the stitches he used to weave a facade for himself.

Focusing your attention on one person or one matter is short-sighted and reckless.

Of course, this is not to say that there is a difference in status or value between a sword or a city or a place. People like Zheng Pingping, who are single-minded and determined to assassinate someone, are equally worthy of respect.

They just have different missions.

On this path, Wang Xuesen was destined to walk alone in silence, seeing others off, and then continue to wander among wolves and tigers with a wine glass in hand, until he was completely paralyzed and took control of No. 76.

"By the way, Lulu and I recently joined a working women's club to teach women to read."

"Director Mao also invited us to participate in a charity performance to raise money for rice, flour, cooking oil, and winter clothes for refugees. A while ago, my dad even asked me to donate three thousand silver dollars."

Su Wanjia started gossiping playfully.

"Fuck you."

"Director Mao, which Director Mao?" Wang Xuesen kicked her angrily and cursed.

"Hey, be more polite, don't swear."

"It's Director Mao Liying."

"A very talented and kind-hearted woman, a well-known philanthropist in Shanghai."

Su Wanjia spoke of this person with great admiration.

"Mao Liying?"

Wang Xuesen felt like he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place it.

"Did your parents let you go? Did Lao Du agree to it?" He asked a series of questions.

"They agreed."

"Old Du said that occasionally going there to donate money helps maintain the reputation of the Chamber of Commerce and the Su family."

"As you know, the Chamber of Commerce is under immense pressure from the Japanese right now, so there's a certain degree of cooperation involved. Donating to disaster victims is one of the few things that can salvage its reputation."

Su Wanjia explained.

"Okay, donate two thousand to me tomorrow too."

"Remember, once you've donated the money, you and Li Lu shouldn't get involved anymore. These progressive groups are easily targeted for close monitoring by the 76th Division."

"Safety is always the top priority; charity is not your job."

Wang Xuesen said solemnly.

"All right."

"I'll resign tomorrow." Su Wanjia nodded obediently, though she was actually quite afraid of Wang Xuesen.

This guy is usually all smiles and laughter, but he's excessively strict when it comes to serious matters.

Wanjia understood that this was also for survival.

"And Li Lu."

"You ladies, just get together to play cards and tell dirty jokes, that's enough. When you come across progressive groups like this, donate what you can and do your best, but don't do anything else."

Wang Xuesen didn't care about business matters at all.

All he knew was that Li Shiqun was about to take control of No. 76 again.

Hu Junhe, Wu Sibao, and Yang Jie are all ruthless wolves and tigers who devour people without spitting out the bones. Their noses are incredibly sharp, and you'll be targeted by them if you're not careful.

……

Over the next few days, Li Shiqun intensified his interrogation of Mao Ziming.

Hu Junhe isolated the interrogation room, leaving Ding Mocun with no choice but to endure the ordeal passively.

Finally, Old Ding couldn't sit still any longer and agreed to Wang Xuesen's conditions, deciding to offer ten large yellow croakers to Li Shiqun to avert disaster.

……

June 2, night.

The air was slightly cool.

Li Shiqun sat on the sofa organizing Mao Ziming's statement.

Ye Jiqing's face was filled with the satisfaction of revenge, and his smile was brighter than a flower: "Shiqun, can we finally put Old Ding in his place this time?"

"It's hard to say."

"Most of the problems raised by Mao Ziming are related to Ding Mocun's private morality."

"The evidence isn't solid enough to put him in jail."

"However, we can certainly do something."

Li Shiqun said calmly.

"What is Liu Zhongwen's attitude?" Ye Jiqing asked.

He didn't comment.

"Old Liu is usually very steady, but he probably has some different ideas, he just doesn't want to say them," Li Shiqun said.

"That's right."

"If you can't speak, then don't speak at all."

"You created No. 76 and you were the one who made most of the contributions, but in the end, you did all the work for someone else."

"I've been holding this in for a long time."

Ye Jiqing said with a resentful tone.

"Ji Qing, I know you're feeling wronged."

"However, we cannot act impulsively right now. We need to carefully consider whether to condemn Ding Mocun."

Li Shiqun held her hand and gently comforted her.

"You're just too kind," Ye Jiqing said defiantly, pulling away from the man and turning away to the side.

"Back then, when Tang Huimin hit me, you just endured it."

"As a result, we easily dealt with him."

"It didn't seem to affect the overall situation."

"Now that Chief Kagesa has clearly stated that he is on your side, you are still so hesitant."

"He doesn't seem like someone who can accomplish great things."

"Okay, don't be angry, don't be angry." Li Shiqun gently patted her back, comforting her.

He certainly wouldn't blindly listen to women.

This matter is far more complicated than it appears on the surface; there are many things he cannot explain clearly in a short time.

Just as I was worrying, the guard walked in:

"Director, Wang Xuesen requests an audience."

"Let him in."

Ye Jiqing felt much better when Wang Xuesen was mentioned.

Xuesen always manages to surprise people, and even when things aren't going well, he always finds a way to say something that makes people happy.

Ye Jiqing really liked this young man.

Of course, in a spiritual sense.

Even if we don't see each other for a while, I feel a strange unease.

Soon, Wang Xuesen walked in with a beaming smile, carrying a cloth bag.

She was still wearing boxer shorts, a vest, and flip-flops, but now she was wearing an unbuttoned, semi-transparent white silk shirt.

In short, the main point is to present something completely transparent and harmless to humans and animals.

……