Chapter 487 Extortion

Driving to the pier on a motorcycle, Jiang Hao found the Japanese Army Logistics Management Office. He was dressed in the uniform of a second lieutenant to allow him to pass unimpeded, and a sergeant received Jiang Hao.

"I'm Maszo Yasuda, a reporter from "Tokyo Daily News." Jiang Hao showed his press card and pass, and the military officer returned the card with both hands respectfully after reading it. "Mr. Yasuda, what's the matter?"

"I'm going back to Japan. Is there a ship back to Japan recently?" Jiang Hao asked.

The sergeant quickly checked the information and said: "Mr. Yasuda, the nearest ship is 2 days later. It's just a cargo ship. There are no guest rooms and you can only live in the warehouse. There are many people and messy. I don't recommend you. ride."

"If you are not in a hurry, there will be a cruise ship coming from Japan in 4 days, and it will return after staying for about 2 days. It will be more comfortable to live on the cruise ship." Jun Cao said.

Jiang Hao thought for a while, and was not in a hurry for a day or two, "Then I'll take the cruise back."

"Okay, I'll issue you a boarding slip."

After getting the boarding slip, Jiang Hao can board the ship freely without spending any money. He said goodbye and left. He drove around the street and stopped in front of a Japanese store with a large storefront.

Walking into the store, a clerk came to greet him immediately. Jiang Hao said coldly in Japanese: "Is your boss there? Tell your boss to come here."

The clerk hurried to call the boss, and after a while, a middle-aged man wearing a kimono, clogs and a red beard ran out from the back room. When he saw Jiang Hao, he bent down and saluted, and said with a smile, "Mr. officer, what can I do?" something?"

"Do you only buy things here, do you accept things?" Jiang Hao asked bluntly.

The store owner looked astonished, "Ah, we don't accept things here."

Jiang Hao couldn't help but put the camera on the counter, and said with a straight face: "If you don't accept it, you can mortgage it. I have something in my hand that I can mortgage to you. This camera is made in Germany. It is very delicate and expensive. It cost more than 1,000 yuan when I bought it." Yen, let me mortgage it to you now, and you give me 500 yuan."

The store owner looked confused, and looked at the guy next to him, who was even more confused, "But, Mr. Officer, we," the boss said creakingly.

Jiang Hao cast a ferocious look, and touched his waist, the boss' face changed in fright, and he immediately said: "We can accept it, we can accept it."

Jiang Hao slowly put his hands into his pockets, took out a pack of cigarettes and a box of matches, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff at the boss.

The boss let out a breath.

Not long after, the boss took out 500 yen from the house and handed it to Jiang Hao, "Mr. Officer, this is 500 yen, please keep it, I will keep your things properly, if you want to take it back, you can come here anytime .”

After receiving Qian Jianghao without counting, he put it in his pocket and turned around to leave. The boss looked at Jiang Hao's disappearing figure with a sad face, turned to look at the weird camera, and whispered: "Not yet. Do you know where it was snatched from, and ran to us to extort money."

"Boss, he is extorting." The Japanese clerk said.

"That's right, he's just blackmailing us, but there's no way. They'll go crazy and ignore it, and the loss may be even greater. At least there are these two things now, right? Well, put them away, in case Once he really comes back, what will he do, if the things are gone or broken, he might blackmail us again." The boss said helplessly.

The guy quickly put away his things.

At this time, the camera is useless to Jiang Hao. Now that he has no money in hand, he naturally pawns him for some money first. We are pawning, and giving things is definitely not extortion.

After driving to a restaurant, this is a restaurant owned by a Chinese. Jiang Hao didn't eat in the morning, and he was already hungry at noon after working so hard.

Walking into the restaurant, the waiter saw that it was a Japanese military officer, and he was too scared to come over to greet him. When the other diners saw the military officer coming in, their conversational voices stopped immediately, and they all shut up and bowed their heads to eat, even the sound of chewing could not be heard. Keeping it as low as possible, the restaurant suddenly became silent.

The owner of the restaurant quickly ran out of the counter when he saw it, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Officer, what do you want?"

He is really afraid that night owls will come into the house, nothing good will happen.

"Eat." Jiang Hao said in blunt Mandarin.

Hearing the word "eat", the boss breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, please come here." He led Jiang Hao to a seat and sat down, then ran to the back to remind him vegetable.

Not long after, dishes came to the table one after another. Jiang Hao started to eat. In just a few minutes, those diners checked out one by one and left. Within a few minutes, he was the only one left in the whole restaurant. .

Alas, this is the real situation now.

After the initial chaos passed, some shops opened one after another, and most of them were forced to open by the Japanese. If they didn't open, they would be fighting against the Japanese, and they might be dragged to be shot by the Japanese.

In fact, Jiang Hao was worried about eating, why, because he was afraid that some real warrior would come and put some rat poison in his food, it would be really sad.

Even if the poisoned chef doesn't dare, if you spit, urinate, etc. in your food, if it doesn't kill you, it will disgust you to death.

After eating, Jiang Hao dropped a five-yuan yen and left the restaurant. The boss and the waiter looked at the banknotes on the table, and were speechless in shock. The waiter rubbed his eyes, "Boss, the Japanese pay back the money after eating." gone."

The boss also said in disbelief: "Yeah, it's really weird. When did these beasts and Japanese soldiers give money?"

Regardless of the hotel owner's surprise, Jiang Hao walked around the street and walked into a clothing store. The owner saw a Japanese military officer coming in, and he stood awkwardly by the side to serve him. Jiang Hao communicated with him briefly in blunt Chinese. After a long time, I bought two suits.

There are also sweaters, fleece pants, shirts, vests, etc. inside.

The military uniform he was wearing now was taken from a dead man, and he didn't want to wear it all the way to Japan.

Changing it directly at the clothing store, Jiang Hao looked in the mirror and found that it fit perfectly. There is almost no difference between the current suit and the suit seventy years later. No wonder people say that men's clothes have not changed for a hundred years.

I feel much more comfortable in my new clothes.

I bought another suitcase from a clothing store, put another set of clothes and a military uniform in it, paid the bill and left. The boss was holding the hundred-yen yen note with trembling hands.

Continuing to wander around the street, he found a cosmetics store in front of him. Jiang Hao walked in and asked, "Boss, do you have cream and skin care powder?"

"Yes, yes." The boss said quickly.

Jiang Hao not only bought cream and skin care powder, but also bought mirrors, tweezers, scissors, eyebrow pencils, black brushes and other items. Anyway, Jiang Hao bought them all.

After leaving the cosmetics store, Jiang Hao deliberately found a Chinese medicine store and went in to buy some needed things.

In a hotel run by a Japanese, Jiang Hao asked for a stove and a small pot, and began to boil the Chinese medicine. After a while, the Chinese medicine melted, and Jiang Hao filled in two herbs and kept stirring with chopsticks.

Finally, slowly, a yellowish viscous liquid remained in the pot, somewhat similar to glue paste, which was what Jiang Hao wanted.

Pour some paste on the mirror, only a thin layer, and then use scissors to cut off the bristles on the black brush, quickly insert it into the glue, and distribute it evenly, and the rest, just wait for it to slowly and naturally Let it dry.

Jiang Hao ate dinner at the hotel, and after the meal, he quietly meditated cross-legged in the hotel.

I don't know how long it has been,

"Bang bang bang!"

The door was knocked lightly.

Jiang Hao opened his eyes, quickly came to the door, paused for a few seconds to listen to the movement outside, and then asked, "Who is it?"

A man's voice came from outside immediately, "Mr. Yasuda, I'm the owner of the store. We have caring services. I don't know if you need it."

Jiang Hao heard the voice of the boss, thought for a while and opened the door gently, and found that besides the shop owner, there was a woman in kimono standing in the corridor. The shop owner bent slightly, and asked with flattery on his face: " Mr. Yasuda, do you need any service? This is Mei Daizi, who knows how to serve others. On this cold night, it would be very comfortable to have a woman warm up."

Jiang Hao looked at the woman behind the shop owner. The woman looked about thirties, her painted face was white, and a lot of white powder was applied on her face. She looked at Jiang Hao's eyes blinking and blinking, with a bit of anticipation. Not to mention, 90% of the interest is lost just like this.

"Not interested, don't bother me anymore." Jiang Hao retracted and slammed the door shut.

Jiang Hao closed the door and heard the conversation between the shop owner and the woman outside the door.

The woman said: "I said I would come here by myself, the guest must be embarrassed."

"What's the point of coming here by yourself? What if he doesn't give you the money? They don't want to because they dislike you for being ugly. Look at your nympho just now. They don't want to sleep with you. Go back and sleep with me. " said the boss angrily.

"I won't sleep with you tonight," the woman said.

"You are my wife." The man said angrily.

The voice slowly disappeared, Jiang Hao shook his head behind the door, life is not easy in this day and age, he sold his wife out.