Chapter 1412 Acquaintance? I’m familiar with Tokyo (first update, please subscribe)
“Thank you everyone for taking your precious time to listen to my speech. I am very encouraged by your support...”
Finally, After the speech, and after thanking the very few "audiences", Yamashima Yukio was talking to his friends when a man came up to him and proposed to invite him to lunch and exchange their views at the same time.
Yamashima Yukio looked at the person who appeared out of nowhere in front of him. At first, he even thought that the person was someone from the security agency, but this guy's expression was completely kind. , the usual expression during arrests was missing from his face.
“Just go to the restaurant opposite Yasuda Lecture Hall.”
Imura added,
“What do you think of Japanese food?”
The sun shines on the ground through the ginkgo leaves paved on the wide avenue. Every late autumn, the University of Tokyo’s Ginkgo Avenue turns into a golden fairy tale world. This avenue leads from the east gate to Yasuda Lecture Hall, and is flanked by ginkgo trees that are decades old. Looking towards the direction of Yasuda Lecture Hall, facing the soft sunshine, Yamashima Yukio replied softly:
"Why not go? I don't know why I think there may be some unexpected gains."
Yamashima Yukio looked at the man in front of him again, "He is not tall but he is a very strong man."
He thought,
"Maybe he has been a soldier, maybe he was a soldier of the old empire."
"Yes, I think so too."
So Shan Shima Yukio and Imura walked along Ginkgo Avenue to the Yasuda Lecture Hall over there...
Conspiracies are always brewing in the dark room.
What on earth did Yamashima Yukio and Imura talk about that day in the Japanese restaurant opposite Yasuda Lecture Hall? No one knew, but starting from this day, the people from the security agency discovered that Yamashima Yukio, a troublesome guy, finally stopped causing trouble.
He seemed to disappear.
But for the Security Agency, Yamashima Yukio is just the most inconspicuous person they pay attention to. Besides him, there are many people who need their attention. After all, in the long-term economic recession, In good times, while the unemployment rate continues to rise, people's dissatisfaction is always piling up.
What do you oppose to the security treaty and what do you oppose to the exploitation by foreign companies?
In short, in Japan at this time, there are too many people opposing this and that, almost every day , in the industrial areas outside Tokyo, there will be people holding signs and shouting loudly.
"Objection, object!"
The people's voices were uniform. Yamaguchi Takuichi, who was standing in the crowd, tied a white cloth strip on his head and held a banner in his hand, which read "Oppose foreign sweatshops" Enslaving the Japanese”.
While hundreds of people were shouting "objection", the police were doing nothing to maintain order. Only when these people harmed others or blocked workers from working could they take action. Before that, I can only stand here.
However, they have long been used to this kind of thing.
It would be a little strange if no one there did this anymore.
“What a bunch of idiots.”
In a Wuling police car not far away, Officer Ota Shoichi glanced at those people, and then complained:
“They don’t know. Without foreign investment and these factories, will more Japanese people be unemployed by then? Even if their wives and daughters become prostitutes, they may not be able to find buyers!"
Osatsu on the side agreed:
"Yes, yes, it is not a war now! When it first ended, at that time, there were foreign occupying forces everywhere.”
Once upon a time, just after the war, for the Japanese, the only way to survive was to sell oneself. Fortunately, there were foreign occupying troops everywhere at that time. Women would not even ask foreign soldiers for money. They only needed a piece of soap to accompany them. They get some sleep.
After they exchange for things like soap, socks, leather shoes and even clothes, they will take them to the market and sell them to second-hand shops. Those things are more valuable than money.
“So-and-so’s wife or daughter is only worth a piece of soap.”
For a long time, this was a curse word, but it was true. Long after the war ended , which is their only source of income.
Those once proud imperial soldiers and even some officers could only take their wives to Ginza on bicycles, near the camp of the foreign occupying forces, and their wives would accompany the foreigners in a nearby shed in exchange for a piece of soap. , a box of cans.
And what about the husband?
Standing outside the base, looking at the former camp through the barbed wire fence - they once served there. When they left the military camp, passers-by would take the initiative to bow when they saw them, and on the tram, people would bow Give up your seat.
At that time, how glorious the imperial soldiers were, and how glorious the spirit of Bushido was.
But with the emperor's edict to end the war, Japan completely changed after its surrender. Poverty and hunger have always shrouded Japan.
That winter, although there was aid from the United States, in order to fill their bellies and in exchange for heating and coal, the women had to sell the only bodies they could sell.
They were undoubtedly lucky, because at that time in Japan, there were millions of foreign occupying troops, Americans, British, Australians, and... in short, there were enough patrons to patronize their business.
But what about now?
Although there are still US and foreign troops stationed in Japan, the number is limited. Even if you sell yourself, there are not enough customers!
“What a bunch of guys who don’t know what is good or bad!”
Da Tian was cursing, holding a baton in his hand, muttering: “Baga, it would be better if there were lead-covered batons. , with such a wooden stick, it won’t hurt at all..."
Oda Masaichi, who was thinking about where to hit someone, looked at the factory nearby. The door of the factory was closed.
This "Hongdou Garment Company" employs more than 3,000 workers. The workers live and eat in the factory and work more than sixteen hours a day, basically all year round.
Having experienced the old times in Daejeon, they know that the workers there are almost the same as the bonded workers of decades ago. The only difference is that their employers are foreigners.
“Oh, they should stay there honestly!”
Just as the police officers were chatting, a piercing siren suddenly sounded from the factory. The startled people looked towards the factory and saw several columns of smoke coming out of the factory.
"What's going on?"
Datian and others ran towards the factory. As soon as they arrived at the gate, they saw black smoke filling the air and fires shooting into the sky. The factory building directly in front was covered in raging fire, like a huge torch, lighting up the earth, and from time to time there would be calls and screams.
"Why is there a fire!"
Takuichi Yamaguchi and others also looked towards the factory. They temporarily forgot what they were doing and gathered around the factory gate. A raging fire broke out, and flames continued to pour out from the windows of the factory building. Along with thick black smoke, the entire factory fell into a hell on earth.
The workers at work fled in panic, and the factory was in chaos.
The Japanese are experienced in putting out fires. After all, they were burned by the US military's B29 Super Flying Fortress for almost a full year.
Because of this, the Japanese can be said to have the most abundant fire-fighting and rescue experience in the world through the experience of acquaintances everywhere. They know very well that when a fire breaks out, they should take immediate measures to stop the spread of the fire.
But what is unexpected is that when Yamaguchi Takuichi and others saw the fire today, they all stood there motionless, and even had some strange expressions on their faces. smile.
Seeing this, Ota Shoichi shouted:
"Damn it, what are you doing there? Didn't you see the fire?"
"Haha, burn it down, burn down all the gringo factories!"
"Just burn them all down. The factory!”
"This is God punishing the gringos!"
For a time, there was cheering outside the factory. Such a scene made Da Tian and others dumbfounded. He pointed at the chaos. The factory shouted:
"Don't you see, are those people Japanese? They are the ones injured now!"
Faced with the police's shouts, Yamaguchi Takuichi sneered:
"They are all willing to be There’s nothing to sympathize with about the foreign lackeys! Oh, don’t forgive me, they actually put out the fire. This is to help foreigners!”
The scene was chaotic.
At this time, a shrill siren sounded, and several fire trucks came, but these guys blocked the fire trucks and shouted:
"This is a gringo's factory, you can't put out the fire!"
As the fire truck moved forward, Yamaguchi Takuichi and others cursed:
"Logging dogs, Japanese traitors!"
"Japanese traitors! Foreign lackeys..."
Listening to their shouts, Da Tianzheng was dumbfounded... He couldn't believe that there were still people in these ferocious-looking guys in front of him. Sex?
Obviously, these guys are inhumane, but the people on the fire truck did not stop because of their obstruction, but rushed over at a slow speed. At the same time, Ohta Shoichi also blew the whistle, waved his baton, and taught those guys What is Tekken crit.
Finally, the people outside the factory gate were dispersed, and fire trucks also rushed into the factory.
The fire truck parked in front of the factory and fired water cannons at the factory.
Several water jets were sprayed into the window to control the flames. It took almost several hours for the flames to extinguish. A few wisps of embers and smoke drifted out of the window, indicating that the fire was under control.
At the same time, firefighters also rushed into the factory to save people.
Reporters who came from nearby also photographed a scene like this: a firefighter whose face was blackened by thick smoke looked back at people coming out of the fire scene; there were people nearby trying to block the fire.
On one side, there was intense rescue, and on the other side, the police used batons to beat those who tried to block the rescue. Although they faced violence, they still tried to block.
This contrasting photo naturally made it into the newspapers.
"Fire in foreign sweatshop, dozens of workers died in the flames".
(End of this chapter)