Cicada Moving

Chapter 764 Small Business

After hearing He Yijun's introduction, Zuo Zhong cursed Hase Ryosuke secretly with a dark face, and then changed the topic to talk about another thing.

“Gui Youguang’s tavern must be run well. It doesn’t matter if you don’t gain anything in a short period of time. It’s enough to keep a low-intensity focus on the goal.

It is best to develop one or two eye contacts in the other party's home. I want to know who the target meets and what they say every day.

This kind of people are very powerful in Shanghai. Once they collude with the Japanese, the consequences will be disastrous. The Chairman is also very worried about them. "

 At this point, he said meaningfully: “Many people say that Shanghai is a Shanghai for foreigners, but I don’t think this is accurate.

 Excluding the influence of the armies of various countries, the Caobang are the real emperors in Shanghai, and they have penetrated into all aspects of society.

Take our target Ji Yunqing as an example. This person opened incense halls in Shanghai, Xi and other places and recruited many disciples. His influence cannot be underestimated.

 A large number of politicians, party bosses, evil gentry, literati, hooligans and other people from all walks of life came to his service, including many high-ranking officials.

For example, Bi Shucheng, the former Fengjun warlord, and Li Shiqun, a double agent from the underground party and secret service headquarters, were all disciples of Ji Yunqing.

Especially Li Shiqun, this guy was arrested in one place some time ago, and he was able to escape only because of his wife's "begging" from Xu Enzeng. "

 Lao Xu, ah Lao Xu,

It’s really fun the more you play!

Zuo Zhong had a smile on his face. Li Shiqun's wife was a socialite in Shanghai, and his father was a famous capitalist in the Republic of China.

The relatives and friends in the family are either businessmen or officials, so Li Shiqun is a small little three.

I don’t know what qualities she saw in Li Shiqun. She first offered him money to go to school, and then introduced Li Shiqun to Ji Yunqing’s sect.

Perhaps this is true love?

Either it is Li. He is extremely talented.

In short, this wealthy lady was extremely anxious after learning the news of her husband's arrest. She tried to recruit people through connections, but unfortunately she failed.

 Finally, she sold all her assets and found Director Xu Enzeng, who was in charge of the case, and begged to let her husband go.

Facing the money and Mrs. Li with all kinds of charms delivered to her door, what would Lao Xu, a hungry ghost in pervert, choose? Of course, he wants them all.

As for how Lao Xu destroyed the flower, it is not enough for outsiders. Anyway, the description in the gossip news is very exciting.

The people of Jinling have always been serious about eating melons. If it weren't for the warning from the Secret Service Headquarters, there would have been drawings published.

 It is said that the title of the painting is "Mrs. Li Fengyue Saves Fengchen". In a sense, Xu Enzeng can also be regarded as a passive anti-Japanese hero.

 In the future, Li Shiqun formed No. 76 Jisi Feier Road and killed countless patriots.

Looking at it this way, perhaps Lao Xu’s greatest contribution to the war against Japan was to take over Mrs. Li.

Zuo Zhong shook his head, trying to expel certain scenes that were easy to get caught in a needle's eye from his mind, and then warned him again with a serious expression.

“It’s not difficult to monitor Ji Yunqing, he’s just an old gangster who has expired. You have to be careful not to let those urban foxes and social rats see the problem.

Tell Gui Youguang that without my personal order, the tavern cannot have vertical contact with anyone, and just complete the task with all your strength.

  It is better to proceed slowly than to alarm the target. This is a long-term mission, with recruiting informants and obtaining intelligence as the first priority. "

 “Yes, Deputy Director.”

He Yijun, who was next to him, responded, and then asked doubtfully: "What should we do with the three Cao Gang bosses Huang, Du, and Zhang? Do we need to monitor them?

They are currently the most powerful Baixiang people in Shanghai①. Compared with them, the veteran Ji Yunqing can be regarded as second-class at most.

It’s just that the chairman of the committee once worshiped Mr. Huang, and there are some things that we can’t decide on, and we don’t know how to deal with it. "

 She asked a very sensitive question for Song Minghao and others. No matter what profession you work in, human relations are a difficult problem that can never be avoided.

 It is said that Bald's investment failed and he was almost thrown into the Huangpu River by his creditors. It was only because of Mr. Huang's face that he escaped.

 So now whether or not to monitor Mr. Huang has become a political issue. If there is a problem, people in the world will accuse someone of being unethical.

 “Of course we have to monitor it too.”

After thinking about it, Zuo Zhong gave instructions: "Don't say this kind of thing in the future. How could a leader like this be worshiped by a man named Huang?

However, Mr. Huang is very helpful in saving lives. You should be polite when doing things and don't listen to others like the secret service headquarters.

Mr. Du also did the same for the other two people. What is worth noting is the one named Zhang. This person is ambitious and has no bottom line in his actions.

He sold tobacco and soot in Shanghai, forced good girls to work as prostitutes, and committed all kinds of evil. He was known as the three-color tycoon, and murder and gambling were commonplace.

 Tell the brothers to work carefully. Many of Zhang's men are professional soldiers who graduated from the Zhejiang Military Academy with him.

Secret sanctions are allowed when necessary, and there is no need to retaliate against me. No matter who it is, anyone who dares to betray the country and nation will be killed without mercy. "

　　 The official character has two syllables,

 It makes sense no matter what you say.

 Amidst the impassioned slogans, Zuo Zhong didn’t even blink, and he naturally divided the four targets into two types.

Mr. Huang and Mr. Du are simply monitoring, while Mr. Ji Yunqing and Mr. Zhang are monitoring and spying. The deeper meaning is not difficult to understand.

Just like the monsters killed in "Journey to the West" have no background, Ji Yunqing and Mr. Zhang will eventually be abandoned.

These two people have only a moderate relationship with senior officials. They usually only make money but don’t know how to share it. Targeting them will not cause a backlash from the government.

Even if they were to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, they would still be dead. Ji and Zhang knew this very well, so the possibility of surrendering to the enemy was very high.

 “I understand, Deputy Director.”

He Yijun nodded, looked at the time, and walked out with the menu.

 Although the hotel is full of people of your own, you still have to pay attention to the things that need to be paid attention to.

 Staying in the room for too long can easily arouse suspicion.

Looking at the door being closed, Zuo Zhong half-closed the curtains and fell on the bed to rest for a while, until He Yijun knocked on the door again with a dinner plate.

There was no unnecessary communication between the two this time. Zuo Zhong took the food and returned to the house, and then he didn't go out. The hotel was quiet.

　Time passes minute by minute,

 The night is getting darker and darker.

On the wall near the hotel, a black shadow suddenly flashed and jumped down, and soon it completely merged into the dark and complicated alley.

An hour later, in a nightclub in Hongkou, a dozen Japanese people were holding hands and singing songs in a whimpering manner.

“Mr. Hase, I am very satisfied with your reception. No wonder my colleagues in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs say that you are a person who brings timely rain to Song Gongming.”

One of the middle-aged men touched the small gift in his pocket, took Hase Ryosuke's right hand, and expressed his gratitude with excitement.

 A large yellow croaker,

This gift is "heavy" enough.

“Haha, this is just a small thing. When you return to China, Mr. Vice-Chancellor, I will have another generous gift for you. Please don’t mind.”

 Hase Ryosuke let out a heroic laugh, and at the same time calmly took out his right hand, picked up a glass of whiskey and invited the other party to drink together.

Since he understood the importance of money, in addition to providing intelligence for the Secret Service, he also engaged in some small businesses, such as smuggling cigarettes.

 It's just that the way most Japanese tobacco merchants operate is different. His trading objects are a little special and involve a little risk.

This special commissioner came to Shanghai just for this matter. It was this person who led the search of the port and Hongkou by the Special High School Section in the past few days.

If you don't feed it well, it will easily lead to trouble. It's better to spend money to avoid disaster. Maybe there will be unexpected surprises. After all, who doesn't love money.

"oops."

 “I don’t mind, I don’t mind.”

Over there, the middle-aged man quickly raised his glass to him and drank it down. After burping, he began to talk about how difficult it was for him.

A wry smile appeared on his face: "Those of us working in Tokyo are very poor, and there is really no way to compare with you people stationed abroad."

I'm not afraid of Mr. Hase's joke. The school fees for children are increasing every year. I can't afford it with my salary from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Even my wife’s desire to buy lipstick produced by Miguo Man cannot be satisfied by me. It’s because of my incompetence as a husband! "

 After saying that, he directly took a bottle of wine worth tens of dollars in his hand and drank half of the bottle with a tilt of his head, his eyes becoming more and more blurred.

idiot,

This bastard!                          Isn't it just asking for money? It's none of my business if your children don't have money to go to school.

Your wife can’t afford cosmetics, so she might as well come with me, so as not to suffer the same poverty as you.

Moreover, you feel uncomfortable when you feel uncomfortable. Why are you wasting my wine? Do you know how expensive this wine is?

 Hase Ryosuke really wanted to give the other person a big mouth, but this person’s attitude was related to the safety of the business and he could not be offended easily.

He had no choice but to suppress his anger and clapped his hands at the fellow special agents. Everyone immediately stood up, bowed and left quickly.

Not only them, but also the bartender, dancers, other guests, and even several naval officers at the bar immediately bowed their heads and walked out.

The originally noisy nightclub suddenly became empty, with only dim lights flashing on the faces of Hase Ryosuke and the middle-aged man.

 “Your Excellency, Deputy Chief.”

 Hase Ryosuke took out a suitcase from under his body and placed it on the table. He pressed the button with both hands and opened it with a click, then turned it around smoothly.

 I saw a box filled with 100 yen, and the portrait of Prince Shotoku on the banknote looked particularly beautiful amidst the feasting and feasting.

“Your Excellency, Consul, here is a little note from me, entrusted by Director of the Ministry of Intelligence Iwai, to give you. I hope you will have many kind words after you return home.”

 He ​​smiled and pushed the suitcase over. After speaking, he leaned on the sofa and lit a cigar, preparing to appreciate the ugliness of Mr. Special Commissioner.

He said this more than once. The difference is that the people sitting opposite include the section chief, deputy section chief, colonels, and generals.

The reaction of the other party is the same. Generally speaking, these people are in disbelief at first, then show greed, and finally do whatever they want.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man woke up immediately when he saw so much money. He swallowed and gently touched the thick banknotes with trembling hands.

The salary of an ordinary Japanese civil servant is only 100 yen per month. The money in the box is enough for a middle-aged person to make a living for hundreds of years without eating or drinking.

 Hase Ryosuke chuckled, poured a glass of wine for the other party calmly, and stated what he wanted in a very sincere manner.

“I know that many people in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are dissatisfied with Mr. Consul, Minister Iwai and me, and even say that we are lowly non-nationals.

 But the Republic of China had its own national conditions. When serving in this hostile country, sometimes it was necessary to be more flexible.

It seems like it is the duty of a diplomat to facilitate imperial merchants who cannot obtain legal import and export procedures, right?

 Dear Vice President, there is no doubt that we are loyal to the empire. I hope you can understand and help us. "

After saying the good words, he stood up and bowed deeply. It’s important to make money. It’s not shameful to bow your head occasionally. It’s good to be able to hold on to your current position.

 “Haha, Mr. Hase.”

 The middle-aged man next to him heard Hase Ryosuke’s explanation and suddenly looked away from the money, and retorted with a cunning look in his eyes.

“The situation you mentioned seems to be different from what I know. There is a reason why the Foreign Minister and others are dissatisfied with the Shanghai Consulate.

 Helping domestic businessmen to smuggle is just a small problem. Even as long as taxes are paid, the higher-ups are willing to see it happen.

But this acquiescence does not include using naval ships to sell the cigarettes from the Republic of China to the empire. Mr. Hase, you have gone too far.

In addition, Okamoto Shigenobu, a reporter from the Tokyo Daily News who disappeared in an unknown incident at the beginning of the year, landed at a port in Shanghai.

Although it is an identity document issued by the Residency Committee, don't you have any responsibility? This matter is very sensitive. "

"so what?"

 “If you have something to say, just say it.”

Hase Ryosuke looked calm and asked the other person with squinted eyes. He decided in his heart that if this guy was up to no good, he would just kill him and silence him.

In this city, countless people die quietly every day, and one more petty bureaucrat from Tokyo is not a big deal.

 At worst, if we pay a little more dividends to the big shots above this month, the partners in the Navy will not just sit back and watch them have problems.

If he fails, there will not be just one or two unlucky people. Countless people will be buried with them for their cause, including the top ones.

 “We have to pay more! Five times!”

The middle-aged man seemed unaware of his murderous intention. He smiled and stretched out five fingers. There is a saying that the brave will starve to death and the timid will starve to death.

It is a well-known fact that Shanghai is very fat. If it were not for making money, why would he spend a lot of money to be a special commissioner?

If these fat sheep want to escape safely, they have to pay a big price to satisfy themselves. It's just a box of yen. This is an insult to him.

He had already made up his mind, even if he angered Chang Gu or even broke his face, he would get three times the benefits, otherwise he would not leave.

 “Okay, deal!”

"how to trade?"

What people didn’t expect was that Ryosuke Hase not only didn’t get angry, but decisively agreed to this condition without giving him a chance to go back on his words.

 As a person, you must know how to make trade-offs. Problems that can be solved with money are not problems. They are nothing more than weighing the pros and cons and do not affect the overall situation.

As for money, it means nothing in the face of a business that makes a lot of money every day. The other party can give them as much grain as they want without any discount.

 It’s a very simple reason, if people are not willing to spend money in this kind of business, why should people risk losing their heads to smuggle contraband.

 “Mr. Hase, you know the current affairs. What?”

The middle-aged man was thinking about how to force Chang Gu to submit. When he heard the answer, he subconsciously wanted to persuade him, but he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Why did you agree? Aren't you supposed to get so angry that you put a gun to your head, and then we both took a step back?

 Perhaps he was missing something. The middle-aged man couldn't help but fall into self-doubt. After hesitating for a few seconds, he slowly raised his glass.

 “It’s a pleasure to work with.”

"Hahaha."

Hase Ryosuke laughed loudly and gave a thumbs up: "Your Excellency, the deputy section chief, is a smart man, and I like to deal with smart people the most.

 We will be friends from now on. Please don’t worry, five times is a meeting gift, and money will be deposited into your account every month in the future.

You don’t have to feel guilty. The cigarettes in the Republic of China are cheap, but the cigarettes in the Empire are expensive. If we don’t sell them, others will.

 Instead of taking advantage of those businessmen, it would be better for those of us who have contributed to the empire to benefit. Think about it, do I make sense? "

this.

 It does make some sense.

Middle-aged people’s minds are a little confused. Their long-standing worldview has been shattered and quickly reconstructed, and a strange emotion emerges in their hearts.

Hase Ryosuke saw this and did not disturb the other party. He waved secretly to the men outside the door, and seven or eight young kimono women entered the house.

 Money, wine, beauties, and the sudden happiness caused the middle-aged man to completely lose his ability to think and fall into the land of gentleness.

 “Keep singing!”

 “Let’s dance.”

 Hase Ryosuke shouted, the staff and customers who had left before reappeared, and melodious music sounded in the nightclub.

The charming kimono woman kept pulling the special commissioner who was dragged into the water, asking him not to just touch him but to drink some wine first.

The special agents of the Shanghai Consulate's Special Higher Education Section watched this scene quietly. They knew that the deputy minister would have another partner in his business.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, Ryosuke Hase slowly opened the door of the flashy nightclub, walked to the side of the road and took a cigarette.

 Actually, he is not used to this kind of situation at all. If he could choose, he would rather spend time with a book and a cup of tea in hand.

 It's a pity that people can't help themselves in the world. I really don't know how the war will develop and when he will be able to live his own life.

Suddenly, someone lit a match and brought it to him. Under the firelight was Zuo Zhong, who had a slicked back hair and a pair of plain glasses.

 Hase Ryosuke was stunned for a moment, put his unrealistic fantasies behind, lowered his head to light the cigarette in his mouth, and asked at the same time.

 “Fat Tiger, why are you here?”

①Dialect, vagrant; hooligan

 (End of this chapter)