1939: A Small Cop in Shanghai

In 1939, Shanghai. South of Suzhou Creek was still relatively peaceful, but on the other side of the river, flags multiplied by the day. Chen Jiu, a third-class Chinese constable in the police station, earned twenty-eight yuan a month. Greedy for money, lustful, bowing to everyone he met, he was universally regarded as spineless. His greatest skill was keeping the fine ledger more clearly than anyone else. No one knew that this spineless man's mind held the outcomes of the next six years. He knew who would fall in which year, knew in which spring Shanghai would change hands, but the one thing he didn't know was whether the person knocking on his door tomorrow morning was coming to kill him. He recorded every account in a palm-sized notebook. In the end, every entry he made had to be able to buy his life. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: 1939: A Small Cop in Shanghai — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠