"My subordinate Changping War Criminals Management Office has taught, Major Zhang Wanli has met Chief Lei." In front of Changping City Gate, a young officer saluted Ricksheng who had just dismounted. Ricksheng patted Zhang Wanli on the shoulder, knowing that he was originally the warden who managed the repetitive criminals in the Security Bureau, and was more professional. Before he performed his duties, Zhang Wanli was also in charge of this war criminals management office.

Reksheng smiled: "All the brothers in the army, I won't talk about these false rituals anymore. Let me introduce it. This is Wei Changsheng, the legal assistant of the War Criminal Management Office, and also my son."

After the two met, Rick Sheng heard the sound of trolls in the city and smoke from cooking, and asked, "Have the infrastructure here been renovated?"

"I received news of renovation three months ago. Tens of thousands of people were busy working here, demolishing the broken houses in the city and building dormitories according to the standards of field camps. Some furniture was directly used for army equipment, and all the debris were stolen goods from the liquidation committee. Now there are more than a thousand people in the management office, all of which are Manchu and Mongolian powerful men and senior officials of the Qing court captured when the capital was restored. Half a month ago, I received a group of traitor businessmen from Shanxi. Now the city is ready to accept the more than two thousand people you escort." Zhang Wanli spoke very quickly and was able to do things. Tables and chairs had been set up at the city gate, and the clerk and the guard camp also set off their posture.

Rickson nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, I'll trouble you with the handover. Just follow the old rules. There are too many people and the weather is cold, so hurry as soon as possible."

Zhang Wanli nodded and ordered: "Let all war criminals get out of the car, register and inspect each person, and distribute daily necessities."

Soon, Fulin and his party were driven out of the car and escorted to the table by the gun soldier. The clerk behind the table took over the information of the war criminals, then opened the list of war criminals, and said in a verbal voice: "Now check your identity, war criminal No. 213, your name."

Fulin was originally the emperor's emperor. After becoming a prisoner of war, he was surrounded by a group of slaves. He didn't suffer much. But he went north and squeezed into a car with a group of people, eating, drinking, urinating and urinating. He only had cold water and two big cakes to feed on every day. He had long lost his good temper. When he saw that the clerk clearly had his name written on the booklet in his hand, he wanted to ask, he was even more angry. He twisted his head and looked at Leksheng, saying, "Go and ask him, he knows!"

"So brave! A war criminal dares to be arrogant when he comes here!" The clerk slapped the table.

Zhang Wanli has accepted two groups of war criminals and has seen the virtues of these people. He said, "If you don't cooperate, go there while standing and going, and register the cooperating people first."

However, Leksheng stopped Zhang Wanli, looked at Fulin, who was covered in embarrassment, and warned: "You'd better be honest and do whatever you ask you to do!"

Zhang Wanli whispered to Reksheng: "Sir, the superiors don't let us be punished. Don't be confused. If you see such subordinates, throw them aside and calm down after a while."

Reksheng ignored it, stared at Fulin and scolded: "Tell him your name!"

Fu Lin raised his head and replied, "Don't you know?"

Rickson nodded slightly: "Okay, don't say it, right? Let me say it, then I'll say it!"

He turned his head and said to the clerk: "War Criminal No. 213, his surname is Aisin Gioro, but I can't remember the name. Since he asked me to say it, I'll give him a name, and it's Aisin Gioro basket. Yes, it's Aisin Gioro basket. Damn, what a bullshit name is so long, just write it simply, and you need a Luka!"

The secretary knew that Reksheng was the immediate boss and did not dare to neglect, so he quickly wrote. Seeing that his name was changed to Luo Kuan, Fulin rushed over and held the hand holding the pen. Reksheng asked loudly: "Why, didn't you ask me to name you? Are there any one who can't remember your name? Stand out, I'll call him one by one, and the next one is called Gou Zuozi. Do you believe it? You are all bastards, killing you all, maybe one or two unjust, but in line, one by one, one shot, and there must be many people who miss the net. To tell you the truth, you can still make trouble on the way north, that is under the rule of others, and I can't control it, but this is Changping. When I get to my subordinates, you have to keep it on your side, otherwise, I have a way to rectify your group of things!"

Rickson was not a good temper. He shouted loudly that everyone dared not speak. When the registration started, everyone honestly came down and lined up to check the information and register.

"Name?"

"Zhu Youlang."

"age?"

"Forty."

"Position?"

"Well... Emperor Ming."

Zhang Wanli came over and looked at Zhu Youlang carefully. Zhu Youlang also took this opportunity to ask: "You must place my books well, don't let those reckless men break them."

Zhang Wanli coughed lightly and said, "Zhu Youlang, we will help you collect your personal belongings, but here I want to tell you that this is the Changping War Criminal Management Office. I don't care what position you used to be and how you were treated preferentially in the prisoner's camp in the past. When you arrive here, you will enjoy the same treatment as all war criminals, living, eating, living, and participating in the transformation and learning of war criminals according to the standards of war criminals. You no longer enjoy a special room and small stove, and you cannot let your mind practice and write. Only during free activities can you do something you want and manage and allow, do you understand?"

"Sir Zhang, this is not necessary. You should understand the situation of being promoted. And hasn't the Xin Dynasty always treated the superiors preferentially?" Ma Jixiang poked out his head and asked carefully.

Zhang Wanli glanced at Ma Jixiang and said seriously: "I remind you two things. First, it is precisely because I will treat every war criminal fairly, not abuse or treat preferentially that I was sent here to serve as the instructor.

I warn you that the regulations on the management of war criminals have been formulated. In the management office, all war criminals are equal. There is no distinction between you, no superiors and inferiors, masters and servants. War criminals all call each other names. They must not call old positions and titles, nor can they call them by gentlemen. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I understand, I understand." Ma Jixiang chose to surrender regardless of whether he understood or not. Since he was captured, he has never been a leader.

After checking the information, filling out the form, measuring weight and height, a group of twenty people were escorted into the city gate. All their personal belongings were not allowed to be carried. They were first placed by the management office staff and returned after inspection in the future. Among the first twenty people who entered the management office were big figures, and the two emperors of the Ming and Qing dynasties alone were enough to prove it.

Zhang Wanli personally escorted these people into the city. After Fulin entered the city, he saw a huge schoolyard and a high city wall, and rows of built barracks. There were people running in the schoolyard separated by wooden fences, wearing gray cloth clothes, blue cloth hats, and black shoes under his feet. Although the color was completely different from the main black and red color of the army, the style was the same. At first, the war criminals thought they were detainees, but from a distance, hundreds of people ran closer and saw that most of them were already at the age of knowing the destiny. Only then did they realize that they were all war criminals who came in early.

Zhu Youlang and others were first taken to the public bath. When Zhang Wanli came, the person in charge here had ordered the war criminals who were helping the servants to start heating the water. Warm moisture rolled out from it. The war criminals who had not taken a bath for more than a month were immediately excited. However, the first step was to distribute personal belongings. Like the war criminals I saw, they got gray clothes made of coarse cloth. Because they were cotton coats, they looked a little bloated, but they were newly made, with soft cotton inside. The middle clothes and sanitary pants were made of cotton cloth, the same size, and the same set of cotton shoes, socks, and hats. Zhang Wanli said: "The clothes for spare change will be distributed separately after the room is divided. Now shaved your hair and bath, change your clothes before going to the dormitory."

"Shad your hair? What hair should you shave?" Fulin asked.

Zhang Wanli didn't answer, and pointed directly at a war criminal who helped carry hot water and said, "You, take off your hat."

The man quickly took off his hat and exposed his bald head. When he looked at his lips and jaw, his hair was gone. Su Keshaha smiled coldly: "In the early years, we forced the Han people to shave their hair, but now the Han people force us to shave their hair. It's a retribution..."

Soetu looked at Zhu Youlang and Ma Jixiang with interesting interest and asked, "Does everyone shave their hair?"

Zhang Wanli said: "The most important purpose of shaving your hair and changing your uniform is to determine your identity as a war criminal based on your appearance. There are only more than 300 people in the management office, but they look at more than 3,000 war criminals. If you escape, this outfit and hairstyle will be enough for the villagers around you to catch you back!

Secondly, it is also for hygiene and convenience. Of course, this is not the main thing. Considering the actual situation, all the Manchu, Mongolian and Han officials and merchants who served the Qing court must shave their hair. During the national crisis, pseudo-Ming officials who insisted on not shave their hair could choose not to shave them."

Ma Jixiang was a little excited, touched his dirty hair and asked, "So, we don't need to shave it?"

Ma Jixiang doesn't care if he shaves his hair butcher's hair. With his temperament, he probably has shaved his hair long ago under the butcher's knife of the Manchurian iron hoof. The key is that in his current situation, this hair is his superior pride. Although he is a war criminal, I have never been a traitor.

Zhang Wanli nodded slightly and said, "Of course, you two can not shave, but I said just now that the first thing to shave is to indicate your identity, which is easy to take care of. It is obviously a violation of this rule that you do not shave your hair. In order to indicate your identity as a war criminal, you need to brand a piece on your face. Ma Jixiang, do you choose to brand or shave your hair?"

As he said that, Zhang Wanli took out a red iron baking from the stove beside the shaver. It was a fork-shaped baking mark. When he put it on the bench, a stream of black smoke and a sizzling sound were heard. Ma Jixiang was so scared that his butt shrank and touched his face: "I shave, I will still shave my hair."

"Zhu Youlang, where are you?" Zhang Wanli asked Zhu Youlang again with a iron soap.

"I want...I want to see Reksheng..." Zhu Youlang said stubbornly, obviously neither of them was what he wanted.

Zhang Wanli shook his head slightly: "You can't see you as long as you want. Let me tell you again. The reason why I was sent here is that I was worried that someone would abuse war criminals like Aisin Jue Luo Fulin, and the other was that I was worried that someone would prefer war criminals like you. Let me tell you the truth, when Chief Lei comes, you have to choose one of them."

"What an official who doesn't charm you!" Fulin praised it, but he didn't know whether he really admired Zhang Wanli or was just instigating him.

Seeing that Zhu Youlang refused, Zhang Wanli gritted his teeth and put down the iron, saying, "Of course, if you think this is an insult, you can choose to show your ambitions by death. Changping doesn't have so many tricks. If you seek death, I can lend you my belt and the crooked neck tree outside the bathroom."

"Haha, if he had that bloody nature, he wouldn't have appeared in Nanjing. The escaped emperor at that time, and the coward today's hair shaving coward, hahaha, it's interesting. I thought I would be abused in this prison, but I never thought I could see such interesting things today. Tsk tsk, it's good to come, it's good to come!" Su Keshaha sneered loudly.

"I... I shave, I shave..." Zhu Youlang had no choice but to follow his orders. After a while, he became a bald man and entered the bathroom with Ma Jixiang. Zhang Wanli breathed a sigh of relief. He was just acting, so he didn't dare to really force Zhu Youlang to death. Fortunately, the escaped emperor finally chose to survive.

More than 2,000 people entered the management office and had to shave their hair and take a bath. They worked until five o'clock in the afternoon. It was dark early in winter, so the war criminals entered the cafeteria for dinner and then assigned their residence. Rickson visited the prison city under the guidance of Zhang Wanli.

The official facilities of the management office are basically repairing buildings in Changping, but the buildings used by war criminals are mostly demolished and rebuilt according to the standards of the military camp. Due to the tight construction period, only canteens and dormitories have been built. Annexes such as reading rooms and libraries are still under construction. It can be seen that among the people working, craftsmen only account for a small number, and most of the people working are war criminals who arrived in advance, which is also part of the labor reform of war criminals.

"Why are there only a few people in the health system?" Rickson entered the clinic and saw only a doctor on duty and a few nurses. This was far lower than his personal expectations. You should know that there are four military doctors in a battalion-level unit stationed at the station.

Zhang Wanli said: "This is the medical system of the guards of the management office, which only serves the guards and management, not war criminals."

"Why, the order I got was rationed according to the standards of the A-level troops." Recksheng was puzzled. Although it seemed a bit unkind to force shaved Zhu Youlang's hair, the standards of the management office were still not low.

Zhang Wanli smiled: "When the first batch of war criminals first entered, there were more than a thousand people. At that time, a military medical team was removed from the Guards according to the standards. However, the war criminals could not trust our military doctors at all. After several troubles, unless the war criminals took the initiative to ask, they would diagnose and treat them themselves if they were sick and injured. We only provided them with medicines and pharmaceutical places. Only when infectious diseases and other diseases occurred, would the military doctors take the initiative to intervene?"

"If you treat yourself, will there be any doctor among the war criminals?" Wei Changsheng, who was with him, was quite puzzled.

"There may not be some of the Manchu and Mongolian war criminals, but many of the officials who came from gentlemen and doctors knew medical skills, some of them had a family background, and ordinary diseases could be cured. In fact, if they could not be cured, the military doctor had no choice but to send them to the General Hospital of the Army or the Royal Hospital in the capital." Zhang Wanli explained.
Chapter completed!