Chapter 47: Lesson (Please Collect)

  "Oppose the autonomous movement to divide territory", "Oppose signing secret treaties"... A group of students walked past the street in front of the hotel, waving banners and shouting slogans.

  Huang Li stood in front of the window, gazing at the scene. In an instant, his eyes fixed on a person. The man was dressed very ordinary, standing under the utility pole, leisurely smoking a cigarette. This guy, Huang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, his fist clenched unconsciously, then slowly relaxed, and he left the window.

  Putting aside the unidentified follower for the time being, Huang Li sat in front of the desk and opened the newspaper.

  The newspaper revealed the secret "He-Mei Agreement" signed by Lieutenant General Yoshijirō Umezu, commander of the Japanese Tientsin garrison in June and He Yingqin, head of the Nationalist Party's Northern Bureau, stating: "The fall of Manchuria has been five years now. The national power is humiliated and our territory is shrinking day by day... The Shanghai Ceasefire Agreement was humiliating before, and the Tanggu Truce and the He-Mei Agreement followed afterwards. All Chinese people are heartbroken..."

  In a newspaper, Huang Li saw a report that a group of pro-Japanese elements in Rehe and other places sent a telegram to Song Zheyuan and Han Fuju, attacking the internal and external policies of the Nanjing government and demanding the realization of "North China autonomy".

  He slowly put down the newspaper, and Huang Li rubbed his temples with his hand. The complex feeling in his mind, like reality and illusion, made him very headache. Although he didn't know much about the history of the Anti-Japanese War in his previous life, he wasn't completely ignorant either. The fragmented memories made him always feel like he was in a fog, as if he had experienced it personally, but also like an onlooker.

  Despite this, Huang Li still had his own values and a deep-seated hatred for invaders and traitors. This wasn't some noble or great sentiment, but rather came from very traditional, ordinary, and common thoughts and judgments. Treacherous officials and those who sold out their country would naturally be despised - it was simple logic. Shaking his head vigorously, Huang Li still didn't feel any lighter. He stood up, put on his coat, turned around, and walked out.

  It was early autumn, the weather was still very hot, but walking outside, buying and selling shops, people coming and going, could somewhat distract attention. After casually strolling for a while, Huang Li walked into a store, looked through the glass door, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth corner, now he can confirm that the guy is indeed following him.

  She casually bought a toy doll, Huang Li walked out of the store with a nonchalant expression, tail in tow, and continued to stroll around. After turning two streets, Huang Li found that there was a crowd gathered here, it turned out that several young students were doing patriotic propaganda.

  A handsome female student, wearing light blue clothes and short hair to the ear, is giving a passionate speech on a large stone. Several male and female students are holding flyers and distributing them in the crowd.

  "Hello, sir." Just as Huang Li had stopped to watch, a student walked over and handed him a flyer, which Huang Li took casually.

  Dazed for a moment, Huang Li felt a fiery gaze lingering on himself and couldn't help but turn his head in wonder.

  This is a female student, wearing a white cotton cheongsam, white stockings and white sneakers. Her two big eyes are very black and bright, but her expression is unfriendly.

  "What's wrong? Is there something?" Huang Li furrowed his brow, staring at others with an unblinking gaze, which was very impolite, even if you looked quite good.

  "Sir, you bought a Japanese doll." The female student raised her eyebrows and criticized with great displeasure: "In the current situation, don't you think buying Japanese goods is very inappropriate?"

  "Oh, this doll looks like a Chinese person, I really didn't notice it was made in Japan." Huang Li slightly embarrassed, apologetically said: "Sorry, when buying things, I didn't pay attention to the place of origin, I won't make this mistake again in the future."

  The female student said relentlessly: "I'm afraid it's not that you didn't notice, but your patriotic heart is too weak..."

  Huang Li is unhappy now, his own careless mistake, deserves to be magnified and talked about endlessly? You don't know I'm standing here listening, it's all for your sake. Now look, the eyes of many people around have gathered over, making myself extremely embarrassed.

  "Hmph, Huang Li scowled and gave the female student a cold glance, retorting: 'You're so patriotic, why don't you pick up a gun and go fight? Besides being good at flapping your lips, what else can you do?' With that, she turned to leave."

  "Sir, propaganda and mobilization are also a form of patriotism. I hope you can prove it with actual actions..." The female student took a step forward and grabbed the toy doll from Huang Li's hand.

  "Hey, you're still at it? Huang Li used a bit of force and the female student stumbled, almost colliding with him. Snatching the toy away, Huang Li turned around and left, leaving the female student at a loss, trying to block his way, but Huang Li slightly shifted his body and took a quick step back, leaving her with only his back."

  The girl student was stunned for a moment, looking at the back of Huang Li who was walking away, she blinked her eyes, pouted her mouth and hummed heavily.

  I went out for a stroll and ended up getting angry, Huang Li tore off the logo on the toy doll with force. What's your actual move? I won't listen to you, this is my actual move. What makes him even more unhappy is the tail behind him, still following without knowing what's good for him, it's time to teach this guy a lesson.

  The stalker suddenly found that Huang Li's footsteps accelerated, turning left and right, drilling into a small alley. He didn't have time to think carefully, hurriedly quickened his pace, and chased after him.

  Huh, where did he go? Turning into a narrow alley, the follower found that Huang Li was gone. He stopped in his tracks, feeling somewhat bewildered. This alley stretched straight out and didn't have any hiding spots!

  Huang Li used his hands and feet to support himself against the wall, looking down at the follower as he slowly walked by. Suddenly, he jumped down, landing behind the follower. In mid-air, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the follower's neck with lightning speed, twisting it with force. The follower's cervical vertebrae made a "click" sound, and then his back was pushed hard, causing him to fall forward. A cold hum came from behind him.

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  Zeng Cheng put down the intelligence in his hand, gently stroking his forehead, feeling that the work was much more difficult than he had expected.

  "After the 'September 18th' Incident, Japan occupied Northeast China and set up a puppet regime, with its sights now set on North China. At present in North China, Japanese spies are as numerous as fish crossing a river, disguising themselves as doctors, merchants, vagrants, and wealthy businessmen, scattered all over the place. They gather intelligence, map out geographical conditions, buy off Chinese traitors and running dogs, acting with almost complete impunity."

  The repeated concessions of the Nanjing government also made Zeng Jiezhi feel constrained and unable to exert himself. Not to mention the distant past, the recently signed He-Mei Agreement was a result of Japan putting pressure on the Nationalist Government after Hu Enyong, the publisher of the traitorous newspaper "Guoquan" in the Tianjin Japanese concession, and Bai Yuhe, the publisher of "Zhenbao", were successively assassinated.

  He wanted to curb the activities of Japanese spies, but he couldn't afford to cause too much diplomatic trouble by involving officials. Zeng felt very troubled about this. At the same time, however, a new idea occurred to him, although it was not yet fully formed; still, he thought that under present circumstances it might be an effective method.

  The door was suddenly opened and a man with a top hat that almost completely covered his face burst in, slamming the door shut behind him, removing his hat and muttering to himself.

  Zeng Chen was about to lose his temper, but he was shocked to see the special agent he had sent out to follow and monitor him appear in front of him with a strange posture. His head was tilted to one side, his mouth was facing his shoulder, the veins on his forehead were bulging, there was foam at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were wide open, his hands were gesturing wildly, and his lips were trembling, but except for the sound of "hmm", he couldn't make any other sounds.

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