After listening to He Yijun's introduction, Zuo Zhong cursed Hase Ryosuke secretly with a dark face, and then changed the conversation to another matter.
"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 eyeliners in the other party's home. I want to know who the target meets and what they say every day.
Such people are very powerful in Shanghai. Once they collude with the Japanese, the consequences will be disastrous. The chairman of the committee is also very worried about them. "
At this point, he said meaningfully: "Many people say that Shanghai belongs to foreigners, but I don't think this is accurate.
Apart from the influence of the armies of various countries, the Caobang are the real local emperors in Shanghai, and they have penetrated into all aspects of society.
Take Ji Yunqing, our target this time, 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 some time ago, and he was able to escape only because of his wife's "begging" from Xu Enzeng. "
Old Xu, Old Xu,
It’s really fun the more you play!
A smile appeared on Zuo Zhong's face. Li Shiqun's wife was a socialite in Shanghai, and his father was once a famous capitalist in the Republic of China.
Relatives and friends at home are either businessmen or officials, but Li Shiqun, to put it bluntly, is a little loser.
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.
Maybe this is true love?
Either that or Li... is gifted.
In short, this wealthy lady was extremely anxious when she learned the news of her husband's arrest. She tried to recruit him through connections, but unfortunately she failed.
In the end, she sold all her assets and found Director Xu Enzeng, who was in charge of the case, and begged to let her husband go.
Faced with the money and all kinds of charming Mrs. Li coming to her door, what would Lao Xu, a perverted and hungry ghost, choose? Of course, he wants them all.
As for how Lao Xu destroyed the flower with ruthless hands, it is not enough for outsiders to explain. Anyway, the description in the gossip news is very exciting.
When it comes to eating melons, the people of Jinling have always been serious. If it weren't for the warning from the secret service headquarters, the drawings would have been 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, Lao Xu's greatest contribution to the war against Japan may be to take over Mrs. Li.
Zuo Zhong shook his head, trying to expel certain scenes that could easily get a needle's eye out of 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 orders, the tavern cannot have vertical contact with anyone, and just complete the task with all your strength.
It is better to progress slowly than to alarm the target. This is a long-term mission, with recruiting informants and obtaining intelligence as the top priority. "
"Yes, Deputy Director."
He Yijun next to him responded, and then asked doubtfully: "What should we do with the three Cao Gang elders Huang, Du, and Zhang? Do we need to monitor them?
They are currently the most powerful Baixiang people in Shanghai. Compared with them, the veteran Ji Yunqing can be regarded as second-class at best.
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 relationships 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."
After thinking about it, Zuo Zhong gave the instruction: "Don't say this kind of thing in the future. How could such a leader 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 cigarettes in Shanghai, forced girls into prostitution, 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 subordinates 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 word "official" has two words,
It makes sense no matter what.
During a burst of Kang's passionate 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 average relationships 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 it was just 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.
Even though the hotel is full of people of your own, you still have to pay attention to what you need to pay attention to.
Staying in the room for too long can easily arouse suspicion.
Watching the door being closed, Zuo Zhong half-closed the curtains, fell on the bed and rested 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.
On the wall near the hotel, a black shadow suddenly flashed and jumped down, and soon 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 voice.
"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 like Song Gongming who is a timely rainer."
One of the middle-aged men touched the small gift in his pocket, took Ryosuke Hase's right hand, and expressed his gratitude with excitement.
A big yellow croaker,
This gift is "heavy" enough.
"Haha, this is just a small thing. When you return to China, Mr. Vice-Chancellor, I will give you generous gifts. 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 to the Secret Service, he also started some small businesses, such as smuggling cigarettes.
It's just that it's different from the way most Japanese tobacco merchants operate. His trading objects are a little special and a little risky.
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 in the past few days.
If you don't feed it well, it will easily lead to trouble. It's better to lose money and 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 your staff stationed abroad."
Don't be afraid of Mr. Hase's jokes. The children's admission fees 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 my incompetence as a husband! "
After that, he directly took a bottle of wine worth tens of dollars in his hand and drank half of the bottle, his eyes becoming more and more blurred.
idiot,
This bastard!
I've been talking for a long time, isn't it just asking for money? It's none of my business if your child doesn't have money to go to school.
Your wife can't afford cosmetics, so why not join me to avoid poverty with you?
And you feel uncomfortable when you feel uncomfortable. Why did you waste 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 special agents who were traveling with him. Everyone immediately stood up, bowed and left quickly.
Not only them, but the bartender, dancers, other guests, and even several naval officers also bowed their heads and walked out immediately.
The originally noisy nightclub suddenly became empty, leaving 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 full of 100 yen inside, and the portrait of Prince Shotoku on the banknote looked particularly beautiful amidst the feasting and feasting.
No anti-theft
"Your Excellency, Consul, here is a little note for you, as I was entrusted by Director of the Ministry of Intelligence Iwai. 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 was that the people sitting across from him were the section chief, deputy section chief, as well as leftists and generals.
What is the same is the reaction of the other party. Generally speaking, these people are in disbelief at first, then show greed, and finally do whatever they want.
"Yoshi...Yoshi..."
Sure enough, the middle-aged man immediately woke up when he saw so much money, 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 has its own national conditions. When serving in this hostile country, sometimes it is necessary to be more flexible.
For example, 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 good 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, Hase-kun."
When the middle-aged man next to him heard Hase Ryosuke's explanation, he 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 all 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 Tokyo Nippon Shimbun who disappeared in an unknown incident at the beginning of the year, landed from a port in Shanghai.
Although it is an identity document issued by the Residency Council, 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 blank and asked the other person with squinted eyes. He decided in his heart that if this guy didn't know what he was doing, 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 nothing.
At worst, if we pay a little more dividends to the big shots above this month, the partners in the Navy will not sit back and watch them have problems.
If he fails, there won't be just one or two unlucky people. Countless people will be buried with them for their cause, including those at the top.
"You have to pay more! Five times!"
The middle-aged man didn't seem to notice 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 extremely 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 must pay a big price to satisfy themselves. A mere box of yen 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 the condition without giving him a chance to regret it.
A person 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.
Money, on the other hand, is nothing in the face of a business that makes huge profits every day. The other party can give them as much 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.
"Kanggu-kun, someone who knows the current affairs...what?"
The middle-aged man was thinking about how to force Changgu 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? Shouldn't you get so angry that you put a gun to your head, and then we both take a step back?
Could it be that 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.
“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 were cheap, but the cigarettes in the Empire were expensive. If we didn’t sell them, others would.
Rather than taking advantage of those businessmen, it would be better to benefit those of us who have contributed to the empire. Think about it, does what I say make sense? "
this.....
It makes some sense.
The middle-aged man's mind is a little confused. His long-standing worldview has been shattered and quickly reconstructed, and a strange emotion emerges in his mind.
Seeing this, Hase Ryosuke did not disturb the other party, but secretly waved 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!"
"Keep dancing."
Hase Ryosuke shouted, the staff and customers who had left before reappeared, and melodious music sounded in the nightclub.
The seductive kimono woman kept pulling the special commissioner who was dragged into the water, telling him not to 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 had another partner in his business.
Amid the commotion, Hase Ryosuke slowly opened the door of the flashy nightclub, walked to the side of the road and took a cigarette.
In fact, he is not used to this kind of occasion at all. If he could choose, he would rather spend time with a book and a cup of tea in his 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.
"Tear~"
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?"
