Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 145 Song Hongyi's Funeral

A few days later, the gendarmerie headquarters made a "major breakthrough"!

Under Ersong Dacheng's relentless torture, one of the suspects' confession finally sounded more reasonable.

Although Colonel Matsuzaki knew that there were probably many problems involved, if the case was not closed, these traitors in Peiping would not have the problem of not going to work, and many of them would have to think about how to escape to the south.

After announcing that the murderer had been captured, the Military Police Headquarters actually held a funeral for Song Hongyi!

When Lin Ze learned the news, he was a little confused. Are the Japanese so kind-hearted?

After thinking about it, I realized that this funeral was not held for Song Hongyi, but for those traitors, big and small.

You see, as long as you cooperate well with the Imperial Army, we will not only give you high positions and generous salaries while you are alive, but we will also give you a grand funeral when you die!

That's pretty good, the Imperial Army is a group of decent people. Just relax and be traitors honestly!

The funeral was held in full accordance with traditional rituals, and Colonel Matsuzaki also gave a speech.

The gist of it was nothing more than emphasizing that the murderer had been caught, Mr. Song had died in peace, and the gendarmerie headquarters was capable of maintaining order in Peiping and was even more capable of protecting everyone's safety.

The person who presided over the funeral ceremonies was called Ma Liang, not the Ma Liang with the magic brush, who was also a big traitor.

This old man is over sixty years old. He was a member of the Beiyang New Army in his early years. Later, he served as the governor of Jicheng. He was originally a member of the Anhui clique, but later stepped down.

This man was also a martial artist and played a significant role in the development of traditional martial arts.

Later, the Japanese occupied Tianjin and Beijing and tried to win over Beiyang veterans like Ma Liang. Most people were unmoved, but this old man gladly accepted the Japanese's invitation and became a member of the Maintenance Association and a member of the North China Governance Committee.

In the mourning hall, people came to pay their respects and burn paper.

Lin Ze was also in the mourning team. He still didn't understand why Song Hongyi was so sure that he would not tell Kitahara Ransuke about Song Hongyi's abnormal behavior.

Although we have already seen Song Hongyi's life, the film only showed some important fragments of Song Hongyi's life.

Lin Ze could only guess that since Song Hongyi was an early member of the Fuxing Society and was directly led by Boss Dai or even the old man, he might know Teacher Zhuang. Perhaps when he was receiving training in Jinling, Song Hongyi had been to the training class, or maybe he knew that Teacher Zhuang had such a proud student like him.

However, Lin Ze had no impression that the two had met before, so how did he recognize himself?

With the death of Song Hongyi, perhaps this question will never be answered.

When it was Lin Ze's turn to burn paper, a gust of wind blew into the mourning hall, and the flames flickered and jumped continuously, and then returned to calm.

After the coffin was removed, a roadside sacrifice was performed outside, and then the coffin was carried out of the city for burial.

Gao Shengping and Lin Ze were lazy and did not follow them out of the city. After a busy day, they were already hungry, so they called Saito and found a restaurant to eat and drink.

Saito lived a very comfortable life in the Security Department. You could tell at a glance that he made a lot of money, and his face was beaming with joy.

But if you look closely, you can still see that his eye sockets are bluish-gray due to smoking opium.

All the dishes were ordered by Saito. He very skillfully ordered four plates and eight bowls, which made Lin Ze laugh. Looking at Saito's behavior, if he didn't speak with an accent, people would believe he was a native Beijinger.

Gao Shengping was very proud and gave Lin Ze a look.

That means it’s awesome, I taught you all that!

After three rounds of drinks, Lin Ze complained, "Saito Taijun, since you left the Counterintelligence Department, our lives have become much more difficult. That damn Nisong Dacheng is really a piece of shit. He even sent someone to follow me the other day!"

Gao Shengping was so shocked that he dropped a shrimp ball he had picked up on the ground.

"Nisong Dacheng sent someone to follow you? Why?"

Lin Ze took a sip of wine, "This guy suspected me! I don't know what got him into trouble. Some time ago, he arrested people everywhere. He arrested the son of the shopkeeper Duan in my jurisdiction. He said he would not let him go no matter what. Tell me, how could a middle school student be a murderer? Then we had a conflict, and this guy has been holding a grudge against me ever since!"

Saito slammed the table, "This Nimatsu Daisei is really a bastard! After he came to the Counterintelligence Department, many of my former colleagues came to complain to me, saying that he was ruthless in his work. Sometimes when the brothers went out for a drink, he would scold them if he saw them! And when I was in the Counterintelligence Department, I would always get some benefits to share with my colleagues every now and then. After he came, these benefits are gone!"

Gao Shengping also remembered and complained under the influence of alcohol: "This Ersong Taijun always looks up at people. I met him once and said hello to him, but he just snorted and walked away. Damn it, I was rejected by him."

Sometimes, speaking ill of others can become addictive.

The three people talked back and forth. One said that Ersong Dacheng didn't know the rules, another said that Ersong Dacheng was stubborn, and still others said that Ersong Dacheng had blocked many of their ways to make money.

After all this talk, Saito frowned, "Lao Gao, Lin-san, no, we have to teach this Nisong Dacheng a lesson, otherwise he will rely on his friendship with Kitahara-kun and will probably climb over our heads in the future! I'm not afraid of anything else, but I'm afraid that this bastard will find out about our black market business, and then he will go against his will and act like a spoiled brat, which will be troublesome."

When Lin Ze heard this, he realized that he didn't know this. "What kind of relationship does he have with Kitahara-kun?"

Saito took a sip of Fenjiu. This grandson has changed his taste now. He no longer drinks the sake from his hometown. Every meal is either Erguotou or Fenjiu, or Jimo Laojiu or Shaoxing Huang. In two words, authentic.

"I also heard from others that this Nisong Dacheng's father knew Kitahara-kun before. It is probably for this reason that Kitahara-kun applied to transfer him to the Counterintelligence Department."

It turned out to be the case.

Gao Shengping thought for a while, "We have to think about this matter carefully. He just had a conflict with Shengmin. Even if we want to punish him, we can't do it now. We have to wait for some time and think of a perfect way. It would be best if we can make him unable to turn over, so that he won't come out to bite people again."

Lin Ze picked up the wine glass and said, "My two brothers are thinking about me. I won't say much. Cheers!"

The three of them drank it all in one gulp and began to discuss which courtyard in the Eight Great Hutongs had the prettiest girls.

As they were chatting, Saito felt craving for opium and dragged Lao Gao to Bada Hutong to find a smoking den to satisfy his craving. Lin Ze saw them off, saying that he had something to do at home and went home to rest.