In Shanghai, there is no Japanese Concession.

Japanese expatriates in the public concession mainly live on Tangen Road.

The Japanese have already formed a climate here. If the Japanese who came here for the first time didn't say this was a concession, they would have thought they were in a small city in Japan.

Restaurants, izakayas and other facilities are all available.

Of course, there are also many Chinese living here, mainly engaged in low-level labor. No matter how developed a concession is, local people are absolutely indispensable.

Meng Shaoyuan, who speaks fluent Japanese, was completely integrated into this small society from the first minute he entered Tangen Road.

War has begun, China and Japan have begun war.

Not only the Japanese on Wusong Road, but also on Tangen Road, there are many Japanese who have joined the so-called "Japanese Overseas Chinese Volunteer Team".

However, despite how arrogant the Japanese are usually, when the two countries went to war, they did not dare to leave their place of residence for fear of being retaliated by the Chinese.

Of course, you can definitely feel the fanatical atmosphere here.

Every Japanese face is filled with excitement.

Flags and slogans can be seen everywhere.

The cry of "Long live the Japanese Empire, we will surely win" can be heard everywhere.

Especially in those izakayas that specialize in drinking for poor Japanese people.

The drunken Japanese helped each other out, shouting slogans wildly.

"Long live the Japanese Empire!" two Japanese men in kimono shouted.

"Long live the Japanese Empire!" Meng Shaoyuan shouted with a smile.

Then, he slapped her twice.

One slap for each person, no one will be disappointed.

The two Japanese were fooled.

The passers-by also stopped one after another.

What happened here?

"Bastard!" Meng Shaoyuan cursed angrily: "The Japanese Empire is carrying out a holy war. Why don't you join the volunteer team? Why don't you take up arms and fight the Chinese people? But here you are shamelessly drunk! You are not the sons of the empire.

People, no!"

"Hai!"

The two Japanese were extremely ashamed and bowed at the same time.

"Now, it's time for you to do something for the empire!" Meng Shaoyuan's eyes were bloodshot: "Take the flag of the empire, go out and tell every Chinese to surrender, let them know the majesty and invincibility of the empire!"

"Hai!"

The surroundings instantly burst into warm applause.

What brave Japanese people...

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That day, a very strange thing happened in the public settlement.

Two Japanese, holding the Japanese flag, rushed out of Tangen Road and rushed to the gathering place of Chinese people, shouting loudly the slogan "Long live the Japanese Empire, the Japanese Empire must win, China must have the title".

"Kill them!" I don't know which Chinese took the lead in shouting.

The crowd quickly swamped the two Japanese.

When the patrol arrived, they found that one of the two Japanese men had been beaten to death, and the other was seriously injured and was about to die.

"Are they crazy?" the Chinese detective leading the team asked curiously.

"Detective, what should we do now?"

"What should I do?" The detective glared: "Two lunatics, crazy, what can you tell me to do? The Japanese are really fucking crazy. Aren't you Chinese? I'm not Chinese."

After saying that, he looked around and kicked the Japanese man on the ground who was still moaning in pain.

Then, there are those Chinese police officers...

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"Japanese News".

Meng Shaoyuan glanced at the sign.

This is a small Japanese-run newspaper on Tangen Road. It publishes one issue every week and mainly reports on domestic news in Japan.

There is still some market for this among Japanese overseas Chinese.

When we walked in, there were only three people inside, one man and two women.

"Hello." The older woman came up to her and asked, "How can I help you?"

"I'm Rukawa Kaede, and I just came here from Hujiang University."

"Hujiang University?"

The young girl who was busy at first and looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old at most, when she heard the name, she immediately put down her work and asked hurriedly:

"Are you from Hujiang University? Do you know Matsumoto Guangbang?"

Meng Shaoyuan looked at her: "You must be Matsumoto Shinoko, right?"

"It's me, it's me." Shinoko said impatiently: "Excuse me, do you have any news about my grandfather?"

Meng Shaoyuan looked sad: "The Chinese attacked the Hujiang position very fiercely. Your grandfather, Matsumoto, and Captain Yamada, led the heroic soldiers of the empire and the expatriates of the volunteer team, and fought an arduous battle. In the end... in the end...

All are loyal to His Majesty the Emperor!"

"ah!"

Makoto's tears suddenly flowed out.

The older woman hurriedly comforted him.

The only man came to Meng Shaoyuan and bowed: "I am the president and editor-in-chief of Nihua Shimbun, Urakawa Tatsuhiko. Thank you for your hard work on the front line."

Hard work? Not hard work.

Young Master, I have been hiding behind the position, but after the victory I was beaten up by my own people.

However, all the Japanese at Hujiang University were dead, and it was a little unreasonable for me to still stand here alive: "I also wanted to be crushed. When the Chinese people rushed to the battlefield, I fought bravely with them... As a result, one day

The butt of the gun hit me on the head and I fainted, you see..."

It was absolutely true that Master Meng received a gun butt on his head. His head was still dizzy to this day. Meng Shaoyuan doubted that he had suffered a concussion.

"Damn Chinese people!" Urakawa Tatsuhiko roared angrily.

Not only the back of his head, "Rukawa Kaede"'s face and arms also had traces of being beaten.

It must have been an injury he received while fighting bravely against the Chinese.

Whether it was Urakawa Tatsuhiko, the older Japanese woman, or the crying Makoto, when they looked at "Rukawa Kaede", their eyes were filled with respect and admiration.

"When I woke up, I found that all my companions were dead. Mr. Matsumoto was beside me. And those Chinese soldiers had already rushed into Hujiang University."

Meng Shaoyuan's eyes were red at all times: "When Mr. Matsumoto was on the battlefield, he kept talking about you and said that your 17th birthday had just passed. I found that he was still breathing, so I helped him up.

Mr. Matsumoto motioned for me to take out a photo from his pocket, which was taken on your birthday, Miss Manaiko."

Shinaki couldn't control it anymore and lay on the old woman's body and cried loudly.

"Your grandfather, when he is dying, please ask me to take good care of you." Meng Shaoyuan "trembled" and took out the photo taken on Zhen Naizi's birthday from his pocket:

"This is the last gift he left for you."

Makoto cried and took the photo tremblingly: "Thank you...Thank you...Rukawa-kun..."

Well, I finally got to know Makoto.

Do you think I'm stupid?

Is this really a newspaper office?

How can a small, broken newspaper agency be open for such a long time?

If you want to say that this is not a contact point for Japanese special forces, then you are embarrassed.

Meng Shaoyuan had long known that Japanese newspapers like this in China were generally responsible for intelligence work.

He took the opportunity to visit Shinoko and get to know the people here, so it wouldn't waste much time anyway.

After that, you can slowly start using it.

Meng Shaoyuan bowed slightly: "Your Majesty Matsumoto has completed what you asked me to do, so I will take my leave."

"Where are you going?" Shinoko asked.

Meng Shaoyuan resolutely said: "I am going to the battlefield. My comrades have already sacrificed their lives. I decided to stay with them and fight to destroy all enemies!"

He was not lying. The problem was that the enemy he wanted to destroy was the Japanese.
To be continued...