The man entered Osaka Park, found an empty bench and sat down.
After seeing that there was no one around him, he took out the note and read it.
On the note were several lines of seemingly irregular numbers.
The man looked at the first set of numbers and then opened the box.
There were several books inside.
He took out a copy of The Tale of Genji and a ballpoint pen, then flipped through the book and started searching.
That's right, the numbers on the note are the simplest password.
First set a book as the password, and then use three sets of numbers to represent the page number, line number, and word number.
Of course, this kind of password can only be used by people who use Chinese characters.
If you use alphabetic characters, the picture will be too beautiful to look at.
However, the Japanese obviously do not have this problem.
In this era, Japanese Chinese characters are used a lot, especially some ancient books, almost all of which are written in Chinese characters.
Chinese people can understand them without translating.
And although this kind of password is very primitive and simple, it is very effective, because its key can find different books or even different versions of books.
If you don’t know which version of the book the key is, even if you find one with the same name The book cannot be deciphered.
For example, this person now has several books that serve as keys.
The first set of numbers on the note is the code of the key.
There wasn't much content on the note, but the man quickly translated the content.
It was an address: "No. xx Apartment xx, xx Town".
After the man memorized the contents on the note, he burned the note with the password on it.
He walked out of the park gate and quickly hailed a taxi.
“Go to xx apartment in xx town” The automobile industry in this dimension has developed more rapidly than in the original time and space.
Because Japan is very close to China, the largest automobile country, and its economic conditions are much better than in the original time and space, the number of Japanese vehicles at this time is also far higher.
In Japan on another dimension, there were only more than 12,000 cars in the country in 1922, while in Japan on this dimension, the number of cars reached 360,000.
Well, a considerable part of this amount is "military supplies" paid for by Britain and France.
Well, at least it is all "military supplies" on the books.
As for why there are Hongqi brand luxury cars in them, that is another matter.
As long as the Japanese didn't go too far, Britain and France would turn a blind eye.
Many of them were imported directly from China.
Businessmen, capitalists and upper-class dignitaries who made fortunes during World War I imported various cars from China to show off.
Not just for show, but they also discovered that cars are indeed much more powerful than horse-drawn carriages, whether for soliciting passengers or goods.
Therefore, many people with vision and capital began to import Chinese passenger cars and trucks to set up transportation companies.
Finally, another reason is that Japan has its own automobile industry.
Originally, the automobile industry was considered a relatively high-end product, and Japan's technical strength was not yet able to produce qualified cars.
However, the Japanese locust army looted two Italian automobile manufacturers, "Fiat" and "Maserati".
They almost evacuated the entire factory, and all the equipment, tools, drawings and other various production materials were packaged and sent back.
Japan, Japan's automobile industry, which was still blank, suddenly developed.
In addition, with the addition of technology and equipment supported by Britain and France, Japanese industry developed during World War I.
From the end of 1918, they began to produce their own cars.
Although the output was not great, at least it was there.
Completely opposite to the situation in China during a certain time period in the original time and space where "Japanese cars were everywhere on the streets", in Japan in this dimension, Chinese cars can be seen everywhere, and almost 80% of the traffic on the streets are Chinese cars.
"This Mitsubishi car is really noisy," the man muttered dissatisfied.
"Guest, there is nothing we can do about it.
Mitsubishi cars are cheap, and our boss is reluctant to buy a Chinese car to use as a taxi.
Not to mention that you passengers feel uncomfortable, and it is even more uncomfortable for us to drive."
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The driver replied helplessly: "Our boss My car is a Chinese car, but we were asked to drive a Mitsubishi.
It’s really noisy, has poor shock absorption, and often breaks down.
After driving it all day, I can’t even walk.”
Yes, this taxi is a Mitsubishi sedan produced in Japan.
Because it is cheaper than imported Chinese cars, it is naturally the first choice for capitalists who want to reduce costs.
As for whether it is not as comfortable as a Chinese car, it is still better than walking.
Be strong.
"If you like to sit, don't sit and roll.
If you don't feel comfortable, just buy your own car if you have the ability."
This is what capitalists think, at least for now.
"Oh, didn't you change shifts?"
the man asked strangely: "I have been to China, and the taxi drivers there can only drive for half a day, and there are at least three drivers in each car."
"Hey, Chinese drivers have a good life.
Not only do they have good cars, but their working hours are also short.
That's not the case here.
The boss wants us to work 24 hours a day.
Our company has 20 vehicles and only 22 drivers.
If it weren't for a serious illness, there would be no chance of driving.
"Can't replace it," the driver complained grumblingly.
"With such high-intensity labor, it is easy to get tired.
Isn't your boss afraid of accidents?"
the man continued to ask.
"So our boss prepared this for us, refreshing pills."
The driver took out a pill bottle and shook it.
When the man saw it, his expression suddenly changed, and a trace of uncontrollable anger flashed across his eyes.
"This kind of thing has strong side effects and is very bad for people."
He said in a deep voice: "I advise you not to eat it.
It is indeed very effective, but the cost is that it will overdraw your life."
"What can we do without this?
We can't drive for more than ten hours a day.
The salary of the driver's profession is pretty good.
If I switch to other jobs, what will my family do?"
The driver sighed helplessly. .
The man was silent, his fists clenched tightly.
At this time, the driver suddenly stopped.
"Sorry, guest, the rice buyer in front blocked the road."
"Yes."
The man nodded.
He had already seen the scene in front of him.
A large number of people were gathered around a rice store in front.
The road was blocked by the crowd and many cars were already blocked.
There were some police officers maintaining order, but they seemed so powerless in front of the swarming and fanatical crowds.
They were good at controlling the crowds, but they were completely powerless to sort out the traffic.
"Is this a cheap rice shop in Osaka?"
the man asked.
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"Yes, that's why there are so many people in cheap rice stores."
The driver nodded and said with an apologetic look: "It's too late to take a detour now, we can only wait."
"It's okay.
I'm not in a hurry.
I'll get out of the car and take a look first."
The man opened the car door and walked out, looking at the people buying rice.
Although the "Rice Riot" failed, this unprecedented mass movement also greatly shocked the Japanese ruling class.
As a result, the cabinet of Terauchi Masatoshi collapsed.
The newly-installed Hara Kei cabinet was frightened by the momentum of the mass movement and had to make some concessions to the people at the bottom and restrain a little of the prestige of the ruler.
On the one hand, they increased grain imports, and on the other hand, they also ordered rice merchants to reduce the price of rice to the level of 2 cents per liter, which is 20 cents.
Every 100 cents is one yen, and one cent is roughly equivalent to one cent in China.
During the "rice riots", many profiteers were beaten to death and injured by the angry crowd.
The rice merchants were also frightened.
If the government said this, they would lose their fortune and make less money.
Better than death.
Then, in the name of "Tian Nao Black Card", "cheap rice stores" were established in several major cities in Tokyo and Osaka, and limited supplies were provided to the people at a price of 1 cent and 2 cents per liter to win over people's hearts.
Of course, this is just for show.
These "cheap rice shops" only sell 5,000 liters of rice every day, and each person is limited to purchasing 5 liters.
This means that only 1,000 people can buy it every day.
Of course, such small favors cannot really solve social problems.
There are six to seven million people in Osaka, and cheap rice for one thousand people is just a drop in the bucket.
Of course, the people crowding in front of "cheap rice stores" are the lower class people.
Of course, the rice sold in "cheap rice stores" cannot be good rice.
In the beginning, it was more or less ordinary brown rice, but now, it has become A kind of coping.
Nowadays, the rice sold in "cheap rice stores" is old rice that has passed its shelf life, or even spoiled old rice.
The man picked up a few spilled grains of rice from the ground, looked at them, and couldn't help but cursed: "No wonder Japan has imported so much aged grain from China in recent years, and it was all used here.
This is the grace of His Majesty the Emperor.
Is it really cheap?”
But for Japanese people, having cheap aged grains to eat is already good.
As for the problem of not being delicious, it’s better than not eating at all.
After all, there were only 1,000 servings.
After about an hour, the rice store closed.
Some old, young, women and children who were too weak to squeeze in saw the closed rice shop and left in disappointment.
A few women and children who were unwilling to give up even ran to the door of the rice shop to pick up the rice grains that fell on the ground.
When the man saw all this, his expression became more and more serious, but the traffic finally cleared.
Twenty minutes later, the destination arrived.
The man paid and got out of the car and looked at the address on the note.
This is a five-story apartment not far from Osaka Port.
"Who are you looking for?"
As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by the guard.
"I am Mr.
Bailong looking for number xx" "You are looking in the wrong place.
There is no Mr.
Bailong here.
This is a private place belonging to the Japan Scientific Research Society.
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Please do not enter unless you are not allowed to enter," the guard said expressionlessly.
"I have an appointment, my number is xxxx."
The man took out a card from his arms.
The material of the card is very special.
There is nothing on it except some patterns.
The guard took out a pair of pince-nez and looked at the card.
At this moment, in his sight, there was a lot more content on the card, including a bust and a number.
"Okay, you can go in."
The guard opened the side door.
Soon, he came to the room on the note, knocked on the door, and said: "Mr.
Bailong, my number is xxxx" Then, the door opened, and a young man smiled at him: "Please come in."
"Please verify my identity first."
He handed over the card consciously.
The young man also took out a monocle and looked at it, then nodded, stretched out his hand and said: "Welcome, Comrade Ishihara, just call me Yagyu."
"Comrade Yagyu, where is Mr.
Bei?"
Ishihara Wanji asked after shaking hands with him.
This room was very small, and one door was closed.
Only Yagyu was there, and it was obviously just a contact point.
"Mr.
Bei is working in the broadcast room, please wait a moment."
Yagyu said with a smile.
"Is it the Young Japan Voice broadcast?"
Ishihara asked "Yes"
Yes, this is the Young Japan Association, which is the headquarters of the Japan Science and Socialist Party.
Of course, there is also a public vest called the "Japan Scientific Research Society".
Japan in this era is very allergic to words like "socialism", and the banner of "scientific socialism" must not be used openly.
Especially after the "Rice Riots", the fear of socialist ideological trends among the powerful reached the point where they were paralyzed.
Anything with the word "social" in it is banned.
Even a book on insect society written by a biologist was banned from publication because of the use of the word "society."
There is also a real joke.
There was a police officer in Nagano Prefecture.
One day, he saw a sign hanging on someone’s door that said the company was a company in Japanese.
Go everywhere and prepare to kill the hateful socialists.
Yagyu turned on the radio, and a sweet and slightly childish female voice came from it.
"Hello, fellow Japanese, this is the Voice of Young Japan, and I am the host Hatsune Miku."
"Comrade Yagyu, please, can I meet Miss Hatsune Miku this time?
I like Senbonzakura she sang very much, and there are other songs," Ishihara said suddenly, his face turning red.
"I don't know Miss Hatsune's whereabouts either.
You know that.
The reactionary government is now looking for her across the country, so her whereabouts are highly confidential."
Ishihara said seriously: "Many young officers and soldiers in the army are loyal listeners to Miss Hatsune.
If she can stand up, our career will develop faster."
"Hahaha, don't talk about your army.
There are more loyal listeners of Miss Hatsune among the officers and soldiers of our navy."
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At this time, a voice suddenly sounded.
The closed door was pushed open, and a man about the same age as Ishihara walked out.
"Comrade Ishihara, you are late."
"Comrade Kurita" Ishihara was stunned and recognized this guy, Lieutenant Colonel Takeo Kurita.
However, he was also wearing casual clothes at this time.
"Comrade Ishihara, how is the development situation over there?"
Kurita Takeo said with a proud look on his face.
Ishihara turned his head and ignored him.
The contradiction between the Japanese army and navy was inevitable even in the Party of Science and Socialism.
"Comrade Kurita, please pay attention to the confidentiality system and do not inquire about each other's work," reminded Yagyu next to him.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Kurita Takeo quickly bowed and apologized.
At this time, the door opened, and a slightly tired Bei Yihui walked in.
"Mr.
Bei" Everyone in the room quickly bowed to him.
"Ishihara, Kurita, you are all here."
Bei Yihui nodded to the two of them and said, "Come to my office":