Never threaten me.
You never know what consequences you will face once you threaten me!
Takasago Makoto felt scared for no reason.
The man in front of him still had a calm and gentle tone even when he said such words.
But you just feel scared.
At this time, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Takasago Makoto felt like he was being rescued.
A local Filipino came in.
He was probably in his forties and not very tall.
"Sir, they asked you to check it out."
This local can actually speak Japanese, and he speaks it very well.
"I know, I'll go right away."
Takasago Makoto said, pointing to a wooden box in the corner: "Take this to the tunnel."
"What is this?" Meng Shaoyuan asked.
"Explosives, detonators." Takasago Makoto said with a cold expression, "Do you need to check it?"
"Yeah, I need to check it out."
Meng Shaoyuan showed no mercy at all. He walked to the box and opened it.
Inside, there was indeed a box full of explosives, with several detonators laid on top.
Meng Shaoyuan closed the box: "Okay, you can take it away."
The locals picked up the box and walked out.
"Who is this? He speaks Japanese very fluently." Meng Shaoyuan asked.
"Bim." Takasago Makoto replied smoothly.
Bhim?
Is this the Bim that Fazheng was talking about?
He actually speaks Japanese so well.
I originally thought that because Takasago Makoto valued Bim so much, he might be a pretty boy.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a middle-aged man in his forties.
"Now, I'm going to work." Takasago Makoto packed up the drawings: "Do you have anything else to ask?"
"No more for now." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "But until the truth about the gold theft is found, no one can touch the things stored in the warehouse."
Takasago Makoto gave a cold "hum" and walked out angrily.
Meng Shaoyuan was in no hurry to leave.
He looked around the office.
Then, he looked out the window again.
After confirming that Takasago Makoto had left, Meng Shaoyuan actually opened the drawer of his desk and checked it.
What was placed inside were all miscellaneous items.
Very messy.
There was even a wad of used tissues.
It can be seen that Takasago Makoto is a very careless person in life.
Meng Shaoyuan checked very carefully.
When he opened the clutter, he saw a small jewelry box.
Meng Shaoyuan opened the jewelry box and found something similar to a brooch inside.
It seems to be a bit old, and there are some weird patterns on it.
This brooch is made of ordinary materials and is worthless.
This kind of thing is very common in Southeast Asia.
Some have become cultural relics as they age.
The Japanese army, especially officers of the Fourth Division in Southeast Asia, loved collecting these artifacts.
Takasago Makoto probably has similar hobbies.
Meng Shaoyuan put the jewelry box back.
Nothing gained.
Meng Shaoyuan then walked out.
Li Zhifeng was already waiting outside.
"I found a problem."
Meng Shaoyuan said suddenly.
"what is the problem?"
"I can't seem to ride a bike anymore."
"Then what should we do? I asked you not to ride a bicycle." When Li Zhifeng said this, his eyes suddenly widened: "Hey, don't even think about it!"
…
I’ll circle you, you’re a bastard!
Meng, I curse you to fall into the pit when you go to the toilet!
As Li Zhifeng rode his bicycle with great effort, he kept cursing in his heart.
"Hey, you should ride faster." Meng Shaoyuan, who was sitting behind, urged.
"If you have the ability, come ride it!"
Li Zhifeng said angrily.
Meng Shaoyuan sat comfortably in the back and ignored him. He just said to himself: "There is something wrong with Takasha Cheng. He has something to hide from me."
Li Zhifeng also said smoothly: "I see, there is a problem."
"It's not just him, he's not the only one." Meng Shaoyuan murmured: "Mizushima Yukihei, Doi Yutaro, and Negishi Mitsuki all have problems. They have many secrets that I don't know.
Takasago Makoto is a member of the Yamayuri Club, but he is not so arrogant that he doesn't give face to anyone. But why can Mizushima Yukihei and the others tolerate him so much? "
"How would I know."
Li Zhifeng even groaned.
These are all your responsibilities.
My responsibility is to ride this damn bicycle.
"Boss, I think you've gained weight and need to lose weight."
Li Zhifeng gasped: "It's uphill. Can you please come down?"
But Meng Shaoyuan had no intention of getting off the car: "Don't yell, ride well."
Your uncle's.
Whoever becomes your bodyguard will be unlucky.
At this time, Meng Shaoyuan had one idea after another in his mind.
I must have overlooked something.
But what exactly?
Li Zhifeng worked hard and exhausted all his strength before he finally drove the old man back to his residence.
When he came back, Meng Shaoyuan didn't even let him rest: "You find a local, an old man. By the way, help me find a translator who understands Japanese and local languages."
"Can you let me take a breath?"
"No, I'm in a hurry to use it, so hurry up."
…
Your grandma’s Meng Shaoyuan!
In the next life, never let me know you.
Li Zhifeng almost fell down from exhaustion when he found the person Meng Shaoyuan was looking for.
The local old people were timid.
The translator was a young man, also looking frightened.
"Do you know this?" Meng Shaoyuan didn't say much and handed a piece of paper to the old man.
Master Meng's painting skills are terrible.
I could barely make out that this was the pattern on the brooch found in Takasago Makoto.
The old man stared at it for a long time: "Sir, did you draw the wrong drawing?"
"Wrong drawing? That's right."
Meng Shaoyuan took it and looked at it for a while, feeling that he had drawn it correctly.
"Sir, can I borrow your pen?" the old man said carefully.
Taking the pen, the old man drew another picture on the back of the paper: "Sir, do you think this is it?"
Meng Shaoyuan took a look, hey, it seemed that the painting looked more like him.
What they drew looked like a snake with four legs, very much like the snake in the Chinese idiom "adding feet to a snake's appearance".
Painted it yourself?
No matter how you look at it, it looks like an earthworm.
Master Meng was a little embarrassed: "What is this?"
"This is called 'Gek'." The old man quickly explained: "In ancient times in the Philippines, it was said that it could control all animals and plants living in the soil in the jungle."
Meng Shaoyuan has no interest in ancient Philippine legends: "If this pattern appears on some kind of jewelry, does it mean something?"
"Yes." The old man said, "This represents the Aratero family."
Meng Shaoyuan immediately asked: "Tell me about this Alatro family?"
"Yes, sir." The old man was obviously very familiar with this: "There are many families in the Philippines, such as the Aquino family in Tanlu, the Lokomax family in Northern Yin, and the dominant three families in Pampanga, Camarines Sur and Negros Occidental. District’s Macapagal Arroyo family.”
