The visitor was a man in his thirties with an elegant face and a fitted dress.
"I am Professor Tanaka, who is in charge of cultural exchanges at the institute. Please give me your advice!" Professor Tanaka bowed, his attitude more humble and polite than Yamaguchi Tadayama's.
"Oh, hello Mr. Tanaka."
Young Master Senpo (Ma Xiaoguang) turned around, nodded politely, and greeted Professor Tanaka politely, but did not return to the reception room.
"I am responsible for the cultural exchange work of the institute. I believe that I can make the decision on what Mr. Tu said. How about we go to the office to discuss it in detail..." Professor Tanaka's words were polite, but his tone was a bit unquestionable.
After a slight hesitation, Master Senpo came to the office together with Professor Tanaka.
"My stuff is top quality, Mr. Tanaka, be prepared to bleed a lot." Master Moripo said as he spoke, he found a chair and sat down without waiting for Professor Tanaka to continue greeting him.
"Mr. Tu, please tell me what good thing it is. If you want me to bid, I have to look at the sample, right?" Professor Tanaka said with a smile.
"It's about the southeast, the trends in the past two years..."
"Oh? Mr. Tu, can you elaborate?"
"Current data shows that they still want to attack the northwest, and in other places they will mainly be on the defensive and shrink..."
"anything else?"
"Also, how much money are you prepared to pay?"
At this point, Master Senpo stopped and abruptly cut off the conversation.
When Teacher Tanaka heard this, he felt a little uneasy. His heart felt like a hundred claws were scratching his heart, and he had to pretend to be calm and calm on the surface. It was really uncomfortable.
"I have evidence, but Mr. Tanaka...you have to spend money." Master Moripo said, lighting up a Laodao cigarette.
"It's easy to talk about money, easy to talk about..." Professor Tanaka still looked polite but still didn't say the price.
"You Japanese are so smart." Master Senpo curled his lips, took out a stack of photos from his arms, and threw them on Professor Tanaka's desk.
Professor Tanaka glanced at the table pretending to be calm.
When he looked at the photos, he became a little uneasy. They were two documents on the military logistics of the "suppression" in the northwest, as well as documents on the relevant measures of the internal affairs department.
Young Master Senpo had done enough homework before coming. Instead of taking action himself, he obtained some confidential documents from relevant departments through Boss Zhong and Dead Face.
As surrendered spies of the "Tiance Intelligence Group", these two are both veterans, and the things they get are naturally top-notch goods.
The information displayed in the document can certainly prove that the strategic direction of the national government in the next two years is the northwest - after all, "to evade foreign affairs, we must first pacify domestic affairs" is the Chairman's heartache.
Now that there is a lot of solid material, the entire intelligence is extremely credible.
Of course, these are all supporting evidence and cannot be direct evidence.
If Master Senpo really got a Military Commission document on conquering the northwest for Professor Tanaka, I am afraid that Professor Tanaka would not believe it - that would be too fake.
After all, the "Great Prophecy Technique" is currently only known to Master Senpo, and not everyone can be a magic stick.
Looking at the "top guy" on the table, Professor Tanaka's breathing became a little short.
Originally, he, the young master Senpo, only knew a few people in the government and knew some inside stories, so he came over to talk nonsense and get some money...
Unexpectedly, he was already prepared. As soon as he sat down, he punched with one arm - showing his hand, and served the main course directly!
Although this big dish only has one hand and is incomplete, it is scary enough!
Judging from Professor Tanaka's professional vision, these documents are all genuine and the photos are also genuine, with no trace of fraud.
If this was all exposed, Professor Tanaka would probably have a nosebleed on the spot!
"How about it? Mr. Tanaka, please give me a price. If you keep bothering me, I will take the photo back. Even if you and I get to know each other, we will give it to you for free." Master Moripo smoked a cigarette and smiled playfully.
Teacher Tanaka originally thought that what Master Senpo brought was general information. In this case, he could spend at most a few hundred yuan, so he was not prepared at all.
Now it seems that they were well prepared for the mouse to pull the shovel - the big head is still behind.
Thinking of this, Professor Tanaka smiled awkwardly but politely, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "To be honest, Mr. Tu's news is indeed important, and it is strategic level... It is precisely because it is important that I have to report it to the director. .”
When Master Senpo heard this, his face darkened, and as soon as he copied the photo on the table, it returned to his hand like a magic trick.
"Mr. Tanaka, it's not that I'm stingy. I wouldn't trust you just to leave something like this here. If you have discussed it, just contact me. I believe that for an intelligence agency as big as yours, it will only take a matter of minutes to find me..."
Master Senpo took the photo and said to Professor Tanaka with some arrogance.
"Then we will contact you as soon as possible, and we will cooperate sincerely..." Teacher Tanaka has also reacted, adjusted, and restored his calm and elegant demeanor.
"Okay, then I'll wait for your news... But brothers, I don't have much time. If only in two days, I might go to Jiangcheng..." Master Senpo put on his hat, handed over to Professor Tanaka, turned around and left. .
After coming out of Tongshang Alley, Master Senpo did not take a car, but walked back to the hotel leisurely.
Along the way, I casually observed the terrain and conditions on the roadside.
Tongshang Alley seems to be peaceful, but there are already hidden whistles everywhere.
The grocery store at the intersection seemed to have just changed its owner - it was probably an observation post for a Japanese spy agency.
The pear vendor on the roadside was also absent-minded, seemingly not worried at all about whether the fruit in the basket in front of him would rot.
It seems like we need to have a good chat about culture with these people from the "Cultural Research Institute"...
Back at the Dajintai Hotel, before Master Senpo could enter, he saw the fat man coming back in a hurry.
"Master, has your big business deal been concluded so quickly?"
"You're overthinking it. Since it's a big business, it can't be done so quickly...and it's early."
"Then we just wait like this?"
"That's not possible. Didn't Changgui (Ning Zhongping) rent a car? Let's go to the Shaolin Temple to see..."
"Well, this is good, at least it's better than listening to music." The fat man was also happy when he heard this and quickly praised it.
The fat man is really worried. Young Master Senpo is extremely poor and bored, so he went to the "Meixiang Bookstore" to find the girl Mei Lan again. What should he do?
As a brother, it is impossible for him to betray Master Senpo, but is Miss Liu a normal person?
No, after returning from business trips several times, MISS Liu always asked questions and made insinuations. She seemed to be nonchalant and knew something. It was really difficult to deal with her!
Fatty has always had a big heart, but MISS Liu's questions always make his head hurt.
Now let's go to the Shaolin Temple. There are all bald monks there, so there is no risk of making mistakes. I just don't know how the vegetarian food there tastes? Is it as delicious as Qixia Temple?
After chatting with the fat man for a while, Ning Zhongping came back, driving a nine-hand black Renault sedan.
"Changgui? Why is this car so broken?" Master Senpo asked Ning Zhongping angrily.
"Master, this place is not as good as Shanghai or Jinling. It would be nice to be able to rent a car..." Ning Zhongping said sarcastically.
"That's right, it's better than nothing. It's hard to walk for more than a hundred miles." Master Senpo sighed.
They are all old men, so it is very convenient for them to go out. The three of them did not check out, but just informed the store that they would go out for fun and would come back in a few days.
Ning Zhongping drove the car, and the three of them quickly left the city and drove toward the southwest.
After driving about fifty kilometers, we reached a deserted road. Master Senpo looked in the rearview mirror for a while, patted Ning Zhongping on the shoulder and said, "Okay, Old Ning, turn around and drive north..."
"Master, what are you doing, old man?" the fat man asked with some confusion, fearing that what he was worried about would happen.
Is this young master Senpo just a false shot and quietly returning to the city?
"What are you thinking about? The Shaolin Temple is to prevent people from following you. Let's go to Gong County. Lao Ning will be tired later. Fatty, come and have a while." Young Master Senpo pointed at the Hade Gate and spat.
"Old Ning, you must be tired. Turn around and I'll drive!" The fat man blushed when he heard this and said quickly.
"Master, are you going to Gong County to add some material to your cultural studies?"
Ning Zhongping, who got out of the driver's seat, asked Master Senpo.
"Yes, first we go to Gong County to find some things and give those guys some hard food, and secondly we go to see if there are any spies. This is not an ordinary place..." Master Senpo said quietly.
Three hours later, the classic car brought three party-state elites to Gong County.
Gong County now belongs to the 10th Administrative Supervision District of Henan Province. Ma Xiaoguang is not interested in anything else here. What he cares about is the arsenal here.
Apart from the arsenal, the most famous one in Gong County is Song Ling. However, the three of them were not familiar with this business, so they ignored it for the time being.
Taking the map from his bag, Ma Xiaoguang told the fat man: "Drive northwest, toward Longhai Road..."
"Going to the arsenal in such a hurry?"
The fat man, who knew that Chief Ma was always cautious in doing things, was a little curious. When did Chief Ma become so anxious?
"When we do something important, we must move quickly... By the way, if someone interrogates you later or does anything else, your identity must not be revealed unless I give an order. Park the car farther away and put the weapons on the car."
Ma Xiaoguang ordered the two of them.
"What if someone asks?" Ning Zhongping asked cautiously.
"Let's just say he's a reporter from Jiangnan Evening News. I've already agreed on the dead man's face." After saying that, he put on a pair of plain glasses, took out three blank notebooks, and handed out one to each person.
Three kilometers away, they found a carriage shop, parked the car, and the three of them walked to Xiaoyi Town.
This is the location of the "Gongxian Arsenal of the Ministry of Military Affairs and Ordnance Industry Administration".
The three of them acted in two groups, with Fatty alone and Ma Xiaoguang and Ning Zhongping in a group.
First, start from the periphery and understand the situation of the arsenal.
The arsenal covers a large area, about one million square meters, or more than 1,500 acres. It was also a huge factory in later generations.
Ma Xiaoguang and Ning Zhongping walked and watched all the way, and took photos and records from time to time...
"Don't move! Where are you from?"
Just when Ma Xiaoguang and Ning Zhongping finished recording the situation in an outlying factory area, several young men in Chinese tunic suits suddenly appeared in front of them.
The pistols in the hands of several young men were also pointed at the two of them.
