The Japanese strategy of selling the newspaper at a reduced price quickly paid off, and it was only seven cents cheaper than in the past, which was a huge amount of income for the newsboys. In addition www.biquge.info today's news is very interesting, if you can sell 100 copies, you can earn a full seven yuan more.

Although there were already faint signs of inflation in Shanghai at the end of 1938, the purchasing power of fiat currency was still very strong at this time. The monthly income of ordinary employees is about 20 yuan. In the countryside around Shanghai, 100 yuan of fiat currency can buy two ploughing cows. Even in urban areas where every inch of land is at a premium, 10 yuan of fiat currency can pay the monthly rent of a house with running water and electricity in Shikumen. So the difference of seven yuan is enough to make the newsboy desperate.

With the sale of a large number of Japanese-funded newspapers, the news of Huang Haoran's martyrdom quickly spread throughout Shanghai. This is no less than a bolt from the blue for Shanghai citizens who have just started their day's life.

Huang Haoran, China's most capable general who can fight devils, has been martyred, isn't Wuhan in danger? Where else can the Nationalist Government retreat next? Is there any hope for the War of Resistance?

A series of questions pressed over the heads of Shanghai citizens, but no answers could be found. The soles of their feet walked through the streets as if they were stepping on cotton, as if fate had taken the last of their strength out of their bodies.

From time to time, you can see men standing still in the streets, their eyes empty and dull, and tears streaming down their cheeks.

This sad performance was seen by Mao Nakajima, who was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window of the western-style building on the street, and he was very satisfied with the performance of the Chinese after seeing the news.

The Foreign Ministry's strategy has succeeded in toppling the last pillar in the hearts of the Chinese, and now these people on the road have completely lost their spirit and become walking corpses.

The sick man of East Asia, worthy of his name, should be easier to manage in Shanghai after today, the Great Japanese Empire.

The happy time didn't last long. Because just below the window on the sidewalk, a Chinese man who had been standing for a long time suddenly began to chase the newsboy around like crazy. But every newsboy he caught shook his head or spread his hands. Then the man became more excited, running farther and farther through the crowd, still shouting something. And where the man passed, the lifeless Chinese seemed to come back to life.

Maoo Nakajima understands what the problem is, and readers who are willing to spend two fiat dollars a day to buy a newspaper are certainly not all fools. The Chinese will soon find out that the newspapers in their hands purportedly reproduced the source of the articles are not being issued today. Then they will doubt the veracity of the news, and finally, they will target the backstage of these newspapers.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs' years of covert investment in the Chinese press are about to be exposed. After the turmoil of these heavily cultivated newspapers, I don't know how many will be left.

Is it the curse of the famous Chinese general Huang Haoran? This Chinese, who taught the Japanese Army countless times on the battlefield, refused to let go of the Great Japanese Empire even after his death, is really a terrible opponent!

Thankfully, he's dead. -- At least that's what the Central China Dispatch Army Command said.

The sky outside the window is gradually darkening, black clouds are pressing down on the city, and the wind and rain are coming. Although Nakajima Maoo desperately told himself that Okamura Ninji's source would not be a problem, in his heart, the uneasiness became more and more intense......

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Wuhan, Bureau of Investigation and Statistics of the Military Commission of the National Government.

Sending the information collected by the military command substations in various parts of the country to the director's office for Dai Li's approval is a routine routine routine of the Confidential Division. Today, the information sent by the Shanghai Station was placed at the top by the director of the Confidential Division.

Dai Li, who read this information, always frowned. Because of Huang Haoran's assassination, the highest authorities severely reprimanded Dai Li. Preparing for assassinations is as much a major business of the military command as it is carrying out assassinations. According to Huang Haoran's military rank, he should have been under the protection of the military commander a long time ago.

Although Dai Li's dispatch of Wang Jiawen and Cao Jiangcheng played a key role in the process of protecting Huang Haoran. However, in the eyes of the highest authorities, the assassination of important people in the government, even if they are not injured, is a dereliction of duty on the part of the military commander.

Recalling the scene where the supreme authority spat at the stars flying across his head, Dai Lisa sat on pins and needles.

In fact, the Investigation and Statistics Bureau of the Military Commission of the Nationalist Government, which he controls, has not been in existence for a long time, and it was just established in August this year. Its predecessors were the Military Commission's Secret Investigation Group (established in 1927), the Secret Service of the Renaissance Society (established in April 1932), and the Second Division of the Investigation and Statistics Bureau of the Military Commission (established in 1937).

Dai Li was originally the director of the Second Division of the Survey and Statistics Bureau of the Military Commission. Now that he has set up his own door and become the director of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, there are many people who are red-eyed. Dai Li knew that he must not lose the trust of the highest authorities, otherwise he would be doomed.

Huang Haoran is not dead, the Japanese obviously made a mistake, and Dai Li now wants to take advantage of his opponent's mistake to win back a game.

"What's the situation at the East Lake Sanatorium? Did the Americans wake up Huang Haoran? ”

Dai Li hoped that the military commanders would be able to go straight to the ground this time, completely smash the propaganda plan of the Japanese, and wipe out all the newspapers controlled by Japanese capital. A victory on the propaganda front should save some points for itself in front of the highest authorities.

Therefore, whether Huang Haoran wakes up has become the key. No matter how gorgeous the words are, they can't compare to the cold facts, and if the Japanese are said to be extravagant, the military commander only needs to take out a photo of Huang Haoran and publish it in the newspaper, and the winner will be decided in an instant.

This opportunity to hit the Japanese is like pie falling from the sky. The cost is low and the effect is fast, and Dai Lian even seems a little impatient.

"Five minutes ago, Huang Haoran woke up~"

The head of the confidential office obviously came prepared, and he not only brought the Japanese flaws, but also found a means to fight back against the Japanese early on.

Excellent subordinate, the position of the head of the telecommunications intelligence department is still vacant for the time being, and Dai Li thinks that he can transfer this director of the confidential department to try.

"Prepare the car! Go to the East Lake Sanatorium~"

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Huang Haoran woke up earlier than the information Dai Li got. The antidote of the Americans worked, and the snake venom receded quickly, and less than half an hour after Paul's injection was completed, Huang Haoran opened his eyes.

The long period of coma made Huang Haoran's thinking a little wooden, but he still saw that something was wrong in the ward. After Xu Xinghua got the news, he quickly rushed over and explained to Huang Haoran everything that happened after he fell unconscious. After chattering for more than half an hour, Huang Haoran listened and listened, and finally woke up completely. (To be continued.) )