"Tell them to quit?"
Ichiro Murakami smiled bitterly.
"The candidates who can win this position are either rich or noble, and they all have backgrounds behind them. They are not so easy to get along with."
"How is it possible that you talk to them and just ask them to withdraw?"
Murakami Ichiro obviously didn't believe it.
"How will you know if you don't try?"
Wei Wu picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"Tell me their names."
Whether the brother-in-law can be promoted to the Military Region Logistics Department is related to the size of his business in the future.
He couldn't help but care.
"Tomoki Sakagami, captain of the 26th Division Logistics Wing, Naoto Akita, aide to Commander Mouguchi of the East China Military Region, and Koji Hasegawa, president of the East China District of the Black Dragon Association."
Ichiro Murakami counted the names of those who competed with him.
"Wait a minute, I can understand the first two, they are all members of the Army system, but where is this guy from the Black Dragon Society? When will local gangs be able to directly join the Army?"
Wei Wu was puzzled.
The Black Dragon Society is a gang that has recruited a large number of bankrupt samurai.
In addition to engaging in illegal activities, he also works part-time in espionage activities such as spying on intelligence and drawing maps.
He was also the vanguard of the invasion of China.
However, the Black Dragon Society is a civilian organization after all, and it is completely different from the army.
Wei Wu couldn't figure out how the army could get such a person into the system.
"In addition to being the local president of the Black Dragon Club, Hasegawa also controls three international trading companies and imports a large amount of steel and oil for the empire every year."
Ichiro Murakami explained.
"So that's it." Wei Wu nodded.
Resources have always been Japan's weakness.
This is true for both the navy and the army.
Hasegawa Koji has import channels, so it is reasonable for the Army to send people to win over him and exchange benefits.
Wei Wu assessed the background and power of several people and found that his brother-in-law really didn't have a 100% chance of winning.
"We have to find a way to get these people to quit."
Wei Wu made up his mind that these guys must be kicked out of the candidates.
Otherwise, how can I make money?
"Is that all? I know."
Wei Wu got the list and left the logistics wing.
Returning to his team headquarters, Wei general Sato Kenji came over.
"Do you know all these people?"
Wei Wu gave the list to Sato Kenji.
"Captain, I know this guy well."
Kenji Sato pointed at Hasegawa Koji’s name and said.
"Oh, tell me."
Wei Wu asked.
"This guy was originally a classmate of mine, and his family was very poor. Later, he got lucky and was spotted by the Hasegawa family. He became his son-in-law and even changed his surname."
"This guy is quite astute and has helped the Hasegawa family accomplish several major things. He has gained the respect of the family head and received a lot of resources. Otherwise, he would not have been appointed as the East China District President of the Black Dragon Society at such a young age. s position."
Kenji Sato introduced the past of Koji Hasegawa.
"Did he turn out to be a adopted son-in-law?"
Wei Wu touched his chin.
Japan has a tradition of recruiting a son-in-law.
It’s not surprising that Hasegawa can make a fortune out of this.
"Can you trace his movements?"
Wei Wu asked.
"Yes, because this person is the son-in-law, after he climbed to a high position, he became more and more public and wanton. He often visited various high-end places with high profile. It is easy to trace his movements."
Kenji Sato said.
"Is that so? Then let's take action on this guy."
Wei Wu nodded.
Since Hasegawa is so high-profile, it will be easy to deal with it.
"Do you want me to lead the team myself?"
Kenji Sato asked.
"No need yet."
Wei Wu waved his hand.
"If you go, you'll be in a lot of trouble if you get caught. It's best to find some white gloves to do it."
"Where are you looking for?"
Sato asked.
"Of course I'm looking for someone from Belarus."
Wei Wu had a smile on his face.
Since the establishment of the Soviet Union, a large number of Belarusian nobles were afraid of liquidation and fled south.
Some of these people were stranded in Harbin, while others came directly to Shanghai.
These White Russian aristocrats have nothing serious to do, and it is easy for them to live in vain.
Especially those small and medium-sized nobles and white bandits who don't have much savings.
Soon, all the savings in hand were exhausted.
Many have become homeless and homeless.
Some noble ladies even became singing girls.
These people are willing to do anything as long as you give them money and alcohol.
"What about the weapons? Are they in stock? Or are they unaccounted for?"
Sato asked.
"It's all inappropriate."
Wei Wu shook his head.
It doesn't matter whether it's in stock or not in the account.
Japanese weapons are all coded, and it can be said that there is a past on the battlefield. If such an assassination situation is discovered, it will be troublesome.
Even if no direct connection is found, as long as it is suspected, it will be a big trouble.
As long as a spy is suspected, he is not far from being exposed.
If possible, try to eliminate such suspicions as much as possible.
"Then what weapon is used?"
Sato asked.
"Go to the black market and buy it from Americans."
Wei Wu said with a smile.
It’s just 40 years now, and Pearl Harbor won’t happen until next December.
Now, the United States still pursues an isolationist policy, sells weapons to both warring parties, and makes a lot of war profits.
Shanghai, an international metropolis, naturally has American arms dealers.
It's easy to find if you pay attention.
With the combination of White Russian gunmen and American weapons, even if the Tekko people came, they would not be able to connect this incident with Wei Wu.
At most, it would be thought that it was the Soviet Union's revenge for the Nomenkan incident.
"I see."
Sato took the sword and set off.
On the black market, foreign currencies such as US dollars and British pounds are more popular.
…
Hasegawa Koji hugged two Belarusian singers, walked out of the Paramount, and was helped into the car.
"Mr. Hasegawa, do you want to go home or go to another residence?"
the driver asked cautiously.
"Go back to your home."
Hasegawa's mouth smelled of alcohol.
He was a wife, and he had had enough of the tigress at home.
As long as you can avoid going back, try not to go back.
If there is no one to control you in the outer house, wouldn't you be free and at ease?
The driver has long been used to it.
He skillfully changed direction and headed towards Hasegawa's outer house.
There were not many cars in Shanghai at this time, especially during this time, when the streets were basically deserted.
The car was flowing smoothly.
Soon, the car drove to Hasegawa's outer house.
What is strange is that there is a black car parked outside the door of the outer house.
"Is he a visiting dignitary?"
The driver secretly guessed.
In this era, those who can afford to drive a private car are either rich or noble, and no one can afford to offend them.
The driver slowly stopped the car.
However, as soon as his car stopped, several strong men suddenly rushed out of the car.
Each one had a Chicago typewriter in his hand.
Da da da……
The dense bullets hit Hasegawa's car like a storm.
