Cicada Moving

Chapter 567: Such an outstanding man is not allowed to exist

 “かんぱい~!”

   (Cheers in Japanese)

In a private room of a Japanese food restaurant in the Japanese gathering area of ​​Hongkou, Iwai, the intelligence chief of the Shanghai Consulate, Ryosuke Tani, the director of the Special High School Section, and many special agents sat around a long table and raised their glasses and cheered.

Everyone drank the sake in the cup in one gulp, closed their eyes and let out a refreshing breath. The high-end sake has a smooth taste and a refreshing aroma, which makes people want to drink a second cup.

Seeing this, several waitresses quickly filled the wine glasses for the guests. They were sitting on the ground wearing traditional kimonos, and the tight fabrics outlined their plump curves, giving them a unique charm.

This scene was so exciting that several young people in the crowd couldn't help but sneak a few glances, swallowing subconsciously, their faces instantly turned extremely red, and hot breath spewed out of their nostrils.

Hase Ryosuke and Iwai clinked glasses and laughed secretly in their hearts. These country bumpkins who have never seen the world will blush after eating. They don’t know what they will look like after going to a nightclub.

Fortunately, we brought them here in advance to adapt. Otherwise, if those meddlesome **** in the Navy saw this, they would lose the face of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. It seems that young people should exercise more.

 “Dang~dang~”

 Chang Gu tapped the wine glass to attract everyone's attention, then looked at the few men with evil intentions but without courage. He raised his arms and hugged the waitress beside him, showing an elegant smile.

“Toyoda-kun, you have just arrived at the consulate from your home country, so you must adapt as soon as possible. The situation in Shanghai is relatively complicated, and all forces are mixed. You must be flexible in doing things and cannot rely on temporary courage.

After all, this is the territory of the Chinese people. We must be pragmatic. Those who are self-righteous and aloof will not get far. As long as we obey orders well, the Minister and I will not treat you badly. "

 After saying that, he turned to chat with Iwai in a low voice, observing everyone's reactions from the corner of his eye. If there were any people who were ignorant of current affairs, they should be removed from the special high school as soon as possible to avoid ruining their business.

 Besides, everyone present felt a chill in their hearts when they heard this. Even a fool could hear the meaning of beating, coaxing, and warning in these words, which was specifically reflected in the words "flexible" and "obedience."

 Flexible.

These two words mean that what the Ministry of Intelligence does may violate or even violate the regulations of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. As for the reason, it may be for public or private reasons. In short, there is a certain risk.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Object.

 Who should I obey? Naturally, I will not treat them badly, including Minister Iwai and Section Chief Hase. Today’s banquet is not delicious. To use a Chinese saying, it is called the Hongmen Banquet. We need to take sides.

The long table was quiet for a few seconds. The old spies who had benefited a long time ago smiled slightly, hugged the waiter skillfully and started drinking. Why not accept the kindness of the two immediate superiors?

 In this case, several newcomers kept sweating on their foreheads. After a while, someone finally couldn't resist the tremendous pressure. He followed the example of his predecessors and nervously leaned toward the woman beside him.

Everything will be easier if you have someone who takes the lead. It is said that it is not easy to learn well, but it will be easy to learn bad things. This is absolutely true. It didn’t take long for the private room to be filled with a happy atmosphere.

“On a spring day and a bright moonlit night on a high building,

 “Feast in the Huatang”

“The shadows of people drinking and drinking are intertwined,

 “The wine is flowing”

 “Yo Xi. Section Chief Changgu”

The humming and cheering of the folk song "Moon in the Deserted City" could be heard faintly from the Japanese restaurant, floating over the quiet streets. The Japanese people coming and going stopped one after another and listened quietly to the sounds of their hometown.

 In a small alley, Ikuta Takaki in the car had his ears pricked up and his expression was a little strange. I didn’t expect that this guy Ryosuke Hase could sing and he could sing so well. Damn it!

 Looks better than myself.

 The ability is stronger than one's own.

 Have more banknotes than myself.

This person must not be kept. If the other party is favored by those high-ranking ladies in Tokyo, he will definitely be a strong enemy. In the Shanghai Consulate, no, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs does not allow such an outstanding man to exist.

Just a sudden loud noise in his stomach interrupted his thinking. In the darkness, Ikuta Takaki's face turned red. He coughed lightly to cover up his loss. He looked at his watch and said seriously to the short eyeliner.

 “You go buy some food and come back as soon as possible.”

 “Hai.”

The short man lowered his head and replied respectfully, without moving his body. He proudly stretched out his hands high above his head, waiting for the other party's reward, and calculating how much money the son-in-law of the Matsumoto family would give him.

This is an open unspoken rule. When a superior asks a subordinate to do something, he will always give a little more money to win people's hearts. Considering the other party's status, he has to give dozens of yen no matter what, and he can keep at least half of it.

"Why don't you leave yet." But after waiting for a long time, the reward did not arrive but instead came a scolding. The short man blinked his eyes, his face full of confusion. Why was the situation different from what he imagined? What went wrong? .

Over there, Ikuta Takashi saw his subordinates still sitting there stupidly, and urged, "Hurry up, I need food. Go buy some Chinese pan-fried buns. By the way, remember to ask the boss to send more seasonings."

oh?

The short man finally understood that the other party was not prepared to give him any money. A class leader-level figure didn’t even have to pay for food. Such a superior was worth following, so he wanted to leave immediately.

However, Ikuta Takaki was trained by his father-in-law, a big capitalist, and he was very skilled in the art of painting cakes. Sensing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, he immediately said to the short man in a arrogant tone.

“When Hase Ryosuke is driven away, I think you have the ability to take over the position of Chief of Special Agents. You can also live a luxurious life by then. The Matsumoto family will not be stingy with money for their loyal ministers.

 But the premise is that you must know how to give and be grateful. How can a person who easily asks for benefits from the owner of the family be able to take on a big responsibility? As a person, you must take a broader view and not be short-sighted. "

Finally, Ikuta Takaki imitated the way his father-in-law met his subordinates and patted him on the shoulder cordially. He looked confident and had the courage to strategize and win a thousand-mile victory.

 At the same time, his other hand was holding the wallet in his pocket tightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party knew his true situation, he might lose his only subordinate.

 Actually, the short man doesn’t really believe in these beautiful imaginations. There is also a minister of the Ministry of Intelligence, Iwai, there. Why is it not the deputy minister’s turn to give orders? But what if this thing happens?

 Find wealth and honor through risk.

The man no longer hesitated, decisively opened the car door and walked out. More than ten minutes later, he brought back a paper bag of pan-fried buns. The two of them ate in the car with their mouths full of oil and discussed the following plan.

Eating a steamed bun in one bite, Ikuta Takaki looked at the Japanese food shop fiercely: "There must be problems with Ryosuke Hase's financial resources. For the safety of the empire, you and I must be prepared for long-term war.

From now on, you will be responsible for the food. Keep a record of how much it cost. After the mission is over, I will personally report to the consul. Well, you can write more, and those will be regarded as your reward. "

His little calculation is quite successful, and he even used the public funds of the consulate to run his own affairs. It seems that government officials all over the world have only one thing in common, and that is to try their best to take advantage of the country.

 “Hai.”

 The short man's anxious mood gradually returned to calmness. These small sums of money were used as investments. A few buns would be exchanged for the position of a section leader. No matter how hard it was, it would be a loss. If it didn't work, he would just feed the dogs.

 Ikuta Takaki didn’t know that his subordinates had changed his zodiac sign. His eyes lit up when he saw Hase Ryosuke and others walking out of the hotel arm-in-arm. He swallowed hard and pointed at each other.

“Don’t stay too far away later. There are a lot of vehicles at this time and it’s easy to lose track of us. We changed the license plate so we’re not afraid of them finding out. If we are discovered, we must insist that it was just a coincidence.”

“I understand, Lord Ikuta.”

The short man pursed his lips. Two competitors happened to meet in such a large public concession. Who would believe that this was a coincidence. As the director of the extra-high school section, Hase Ryosuke was not that easy to deal with.

Thinking of this, he started the car and did not drive out of the alley immediately. After confirming his target, he got in the car and left, then slowly followed him, and followed him all the way to the entrance of a luxurious nightclub.

 To be honest, he was really sour.

It's the same as hanging out with others. What they eat is high-end cuisine, and what you eat is steamed buns. They go out to have a good time and have a good time, while you stand guard at the door. The treatment of the two is completely different.

"idiot."

The short man couldn't help but muttered that if Jin Jiang, the dead ghost who followed "Mr. Shen" in the drug case, was present, he would definitely hold hands and cry with this person. This gap is indeed frustrating and even despairing.

The co-pilot, Takaki Ikuta, pretended not to hear this. After thinking seriously for a while, he decided that he couldn't just stay outside like this. Nightclubs were different from restaurants. There were many people and needed close surveillance.

He took out a fake beard and glasses from his pocket, and hurriedly put on a disguise. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs had many internal intelligence officers who had never performed tasks, and Takaki Ikuta was one of them.

After all, he is the son-in-law of the famous Matsumoto family. If he is caught by the Chinese or other countries in action, where will the dignity of the nobles go? They will have to deal with the common people.

"I'll go in and check the situation. You stay in the car and don't move around. Be ready to help me leave at any time. If I don't come out, you immediately report today's situation to Consul Shizhu Shetaro."

After finishing his sentence, Ikuta Takaki walked to the door of the nightclub without looking back, and opened the heavy door. He was immediately surrounded by the sound of singing and dancing as well as the graceful girls inside.

“Gentlemen, what do you need?”

 “Wine and women.”

While looking for Ryosuke Hase under the dim light, Mr. Zou said to the waiter who came to inquire, and then said mysteriously: "Can you issue an invoice?"

“Of course, you come with me.”

The waiter was well-informed and took him to the corner with a wink. Soon, two beautiful women in cheongsam sat down on both sides of him. Takaki Ikuta's eyes widened and he murmured to himself.

(Thinking about this morning, I seem to have found some ideas, but it’s hard to find an entry point.)

 (End of this chapter)