Siheyuan: Married a female spy at the beginning of 1944

Just like the day before, Li Wanqiu used the toilet in the house, and then He Daqing put the toilet at the door.

After tidying up, the two found their respective seats and prepared to go to sleep.

While the two men were sleeping, police across the city were searching house to house.

Those responsible for the search are the nearby police stations.

Generally, a police station has 6-8 people, who are mainly responsible for household registration and public security.

Basically, the police officers in the police station are very familiar with everyone in the hospital.

Most of these people will take the opportunity to blackmail you when you check.

In other words, there is no one in the entire fake police department who does not engage in corruption and extortion.

The upper class people made war profits by hoarding and selling supplies, and also made money by selling antiques, calligraphy and paintings to the Japanese.

The middle-level people accept gifts and red envelopes from their subordinates for various reasons. They have to set up a table when the sow gives birth.

The lower-level police collect protection fees from merchants and extort ordinary civilians.

"Sixth son, we have been neighbors for so many years. You know my family situation. How could I harbor a murderer who killed the imperial army?"

Yan Bugui also knew that the other party was taking the opportunity to blackmail him, but he didn't want to give any money.

So first they build relationships and then play the victim.

"Teacher Yan, please don't say that. Do you know that the people who rebelled against the Imperial Army the most were intellectuals like you.

Let me go into the house and search. If I don’t find anything, I’ll compensate you, okay?

Please don't make things difficult for me. I'm just a small policeman and I have to complete the tasks assigned to me, don't you think?

If you stop me like this, I will really suspect that you are hiding someone."

Ma Liu said as he was about to push the door.

Yan Bugui's heart trembled violently.

He didn't dare let Ma Liu in, just to take some things from his house.

It would be bad if he had evil thoughts towards his wife again.

He gritted his teeth and took out a dollar from his pocket.

He grabbed Ma Liu's hand and secretly put the money into his hand.

"Sixth Master, please show some mercy, please show some mercy."

Ma Liu put the money in his pocket, then pretended to look at the door twice.

"Well, Mr. Yan, you are a good citizen. Don't worry, I always act impartially."

After saying that, he drew something on the small notebook and went to the central courtyard.

When he arrived at the central courtyard, he first knocked on Yi Zhonghai's door.

"Yi Zhonghai, open the door, inspection. Open the door."

He Daqing also woke up with the sound of banging on the door.

When he heard it was an inspection, he immediately threw the quilt on the bed and put away the wooden board.

And wake Li Wanqiu up at the same time.

"If you are being checked, don't come down, and make sure you don't expose your leg injury.

I'll deal with it.

Pay attention to your cooperation later."

He Daqing stood at the door and opened it a little.

Yi Zhonghai was more honest, so he opened the door directly and let Ma Liu in.

Ma Liu went into the house and walked around, but saw nothing.

In fact, he also knew that there could be no murderer who killed the Japanese in this yard.

He is in charge of this area, and he has a general understanding of everyone's personality.

He has some idea of ​​who the murderer is.

For that kind of person, don't say you didn't see it.

Even if he saw it, he pretended not to see it.

Since you dare to kill the Japanese, why don’t you dare to kill Ma Liu?

Ma Liu just wants to make a living, there is no need for him to work hard for the Japanese.

In fact, 90% of the police in Beijing have this kind of thinking.

The rest felt that the Japanese were likely to take over the world, so they had to work hard to perform and strive to climb up.

So I will try my best to show my performance and do my work seriously.

Most of these people are from the Northeast and those who studied in Japan.

The police in Peking are generally divided into four factions.

Studied in Japan, Northeast, veteran, senior police officer, four factions.

The Police College refers to the students trained in the Police College established after the Japanese occupied Beijing.

The veteran faction consists of old police officers left over from the Nationalist government or the Qing government.

Among these four factions, only those who studied in Japan and those in the Northeast are more loyal and tend to be more conscientious in their work.

Most of the high-ranking police officers are there just to make a living, and they are more motivated to do things when there are benefits.

As for the veteran faction, they have almost no good feelings towards the Japanese.

Before the imperial army came, their status was still good. At first, only Chinese officials at the port could bully them.

After the arrival of the Imperial Army, their status dropped again.

In addition to the Chinese officials, there was another Japanese official on his head.

Yes, not Japanese officers or soldiers. As long as they are Japanese, they can be dealt with at will.

The only people they can bully are ordinary people.

Most of these people do things in a hypocritical manner and do not care at all about what orders they receive from above.

They are only interested in making profits for themselves.

"Yi Zhonghai, I heard that a bald guest came to your place yesterday? Is that true?"

Ma Liu just wanted to blackmail Yi Zhonghai, so he just casually assigned him a customer.

"Who said that? No one has come to my house these days. Ma Liu, please don't accuse me."

Seeing Yi Zhonghai being so rude, Ma Liu reminded him

"Who said that? My informant said that.

Can you tell me how many informants I have around here?

Let me tell you, I know every move you make.

Hand him over immediately. If I call the imperial army,

You can’t get away with it.”

Yi Zhonghai still looked like a young and inexperienced person.

"Who? I confronted him face to face. No one came to my house. No one came. There was no need for me to lie."

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai was adamant, Ma Liu stopped beating around the bush with him.

"Yi Zhonghai, brother, I came out for inspection so late at night without even a bite to eat. I am so worried about your safety. Can't you show some appreciation?

Teacher Yan from the front yard is very sensible. "

Yi Zhonghai understood this time.

But his pockets are cleaner than his face, where can he get the money?

Even though he was a worker, workers before the founding of the People's Republic of China had no status at all.

Regardless of economic status or political status.

Basically, it's the same as contract labor.

Not only are the working hours extremely long every day, but there are also no labor protection measures.

Even the salary is barely enough to make a living.

"Money? Where is the money in my family? I can't even afford this mixed noodles, where can I get the money?

If you don’t believe it, take a look. "

Yi Zhonghai directly took out his own bag of grain and held it up to show Ma Liu.

The grain bag is almost empty. If you pour it out carefully, you might be able to get a bowl of mixed noodles.

Ma Liu knew that this family had no more money.

"That's not what I meant. You misunderstood. I just want to drink some water. Don't tell me there's no water at home."

Yi Zhonghai reluctantly poured a glass of water for Ma Liu.

"Pah, what kind of water is this? It's too bitter. Can't you buy some good water?"

"I can't even eat, I'd be lucky to have water to drink."

During this period, drinking water in Beijing also cost money.

Beijing's water supply system at this time is basically divided into three categories.

One type is the wells handed down from the Qing Dynasty, which are some old wells that are surrounded by tents to prevent ordinary people from drawing water.

Some gangsters or people with some power occupied the well and made profits by selling water.

There is also tap water, but the cost of installing tap water is too expensive, so only officials and nobles have it at home, ordinary people don’t have it.

Finally, there are foreign wells. These wells are drilled deeper, the water quality is better, and the price is relatively cheap.

It is used for cooking and drinking by most ordinary families.

As for bitter water, it is the water sold from the poorer wells at a very low price and is the drinking water for the lower class people.