Nangang Police Station, second floor, Akiyama Nosuke's office.
"You look so ugly. Did you quarrel with Zhou Sen again?" Akiyama Nosuke saw Jin Suying coming back and walked up with a smile.
"He has been promoted and his temper has improved."
"Isn't this normal? Power is the source of a man's strength." Akiyama Nosuke chuckled, "When a man masters power, he will naturally become different."
"Mr. Akiyama, do you really think it was power that made him what he is now?" Jin Suying asked.
"What do you want to say?" Akiyama Nosuke asked playfully.
"I think he has changed a lot during these days. His speech and behavior patterns are as if he is a different person. Moreover, he is quite resistant to going to the Secret Service Section."
"In fact, you are also responsible for his changes. It is normal for a man to change his temperament because of love and hate. There is also the matter of his adoptive father. He knew before you did that a close relative passed away. This is also true for some changes. It makes sense, but as for him not wanting to go to the Secret Service Section, I can see that," Akiyama Nosuke said.
"Then since he doesn't want to go, why do you still arrange for him to go to the Secret Service Section?" Jin Suying asked strangely.
"Actually, this is not my arrangement, it is the arrangement of Chief Shibuya. I don't understand why he did this, but since it is what the above said, we just follow it." Akiyama Nosuke didn't say much and just pushed it to Shibuya Saburo.
"Chief Shibuya's arrangement..." Jin Suying was shocked.
"Have you chosen his assistant?" Akiyama Nosuke asked.
"There are several candidates, but in the end no decision has been made. Should he choose one by himself, or should we choose for him directly?" Jin Suying asked.
"What we chose, will he trust it?"
"What's so distrustful about this? Does he have other ideas?"
"I judge that he will definitely choose someone from his past subordinates to join him in the Secret Service. Gu Laoliu is no longer possible. The only ones left are Ye San'er and Wu En. Of these two, who do you think he will choose? "Akiyama Nosuke asked.
"Ye San'er is smart, slippery, and familiar with all aspects. Wu En is more clumsy and only follows orders. I think he should choose Ye San'er. He needs someone as flexible and clever as Ye San'er in his job. I'm here to do some work." Jin Suying analyzed it.
Akiyama Nosuke smiled.
"Is it possible that he will still choose Wu En?"
"It will definitely be Uen. The Secret Service is no better than a patrol officer. Loyalty is more important than ability." Akiyama Nosuke said, "If you don't believe me, just watch."
"Then should I take him to Chunming Photo Studio tomorrow?"
"certainly."
…
No. 22, Yaojing Street (now Yaojing Street), the Consulate General of the Soviet Union in Ice City.
The door is closed.
The building was silent.
Although Soviet Russia maintained diplomatic relations with the puppet Manchukuo, it never appointed a consul general. Instead, a deputy consul general acted on his behalf. (No relevant information was found for this)
The staff of the consulate has also gone from more than 300 people in its heyday to less than 100 people now, and this includes the consulate's security forces.
Last year, there was a "civil strife" among the intelligence agencies in the Far East, and high-level officials who held core secrets fled, causing heavy losses to the Soviet intelligence station in Ice City, and the consulate general was also greatly affected.
At that time, as many as hundreds of Soviet agents and intelligence personnel working for Soviet Russia were arrested and killed in Bingcheng, which almost brought back all the hard work of the Far East Intelligence Agency and the Comintern for many years.
Dong Dong...
A dull knock came from outside the office door of Deputy Consul General Arman.
"Come in."
A young man pushed open the heavy door of the office and walked in on the dark red carpet. He came to Arman, who was about forty years old, and handed a telegram: "Mr. Deputy Consul General, a secret telegram from the Far East Bureau."
"What?"
"General Pishkov said that he will send someone to Ice City in the near future, codenamed: Lao Qiang." The young confidential secretary reported.
"What's the mission?"
"Did not say."
"What happened to the Manchurian we were paying attention to?" Arman did not continue asking, but changed the question.
"The news from 'Bear Bear' is that the National Police Agency and the Ice Agent jointly planned a fake kidnapping, and used him to exchange for the captured Susanna."
"It seems that we can't delay it any longer. If we delay it any longer, the situation will be very unfavorable to us." Arman said with a solemn expression.
"Go and invite Director Poporov from the License Department."
"Yes, sir."
Not long after the confidential secretary walked out, a Russian man in his thirties opened the door and walked in. He looked sharp-eyed and walked with a sharp wind. He was the director of the Certificate Department of the Consulate General. At the same time, He is also Arman's right-hand man and the deputy director of the Ice City Secret Service Station.
"Deputy Consul General Arman, are you looking for me?" Poporov said respectfully.
"Has the messenger arrived?"
"It's already here, but do we have to do this?" Poporov hesitated and asked.
"If our people come in contact, he will not believe it and can only ask Chinese comrades to do this. Don't worry, the Chinese comrades are trustworthy. Our messenger has been trained by our special department ” Arman explained.
"Okay, I'll send the mission over right away." Poporov nodded, "Do you need to inform the violent bear?"
"I'll just convey it to him." Arman thought for a moment and said.
"yes."
"Is there any movement on the other side?"
"It's always been like that, nothing has changed. Recently, Obata went to Xinjing, and those few people have become a little slack."
"Keep an eye on him, don't let him cause trouble for us. In the past six months, we have been completely passive and have been beaten. We must make changes, especially the internal intelligence of the Kwantung Army. Our work has made the Far East Bureau and Comrade Joseph very unhappy. Satisfied." Arman said seriously.
"But this problem does not lie with us. It is because of such a big mistake in the country that Vaughn is like this. Ryushikov, this traitor, must be eliminated!" Poporov said through gritted teeth.
"He is now under strict protection by the Japanese. We don't even know where he is. How to get rid of him?" Arman said, "Let's do the work in front of us first."
"Yes." Poporov wanted to say something else, but he still didn't open his mouth. He nodded slightly, agreed and went out.
…
Ironwork Street.
Zhou Sen brought Wu En over. He wanted to buy some exercise equipment, but he searched many department stores, shopping malls and hardware stores, but couldn't find what he wanted.
After thinking about it, I decided to go to Tiegong Street to find a master to customize it.
"Master, I want to hit two pairs of dumbbells, a pair of ten kilograms, a pair of twenty kilograms, and iron leggings..."
"You are doing this to exercise your arm and leg strength, right?"
"Master, you really have a good eye. I'm just a little weak. Do you want to practice and strengthen yourself?" Zhou Sen didn't mince words. Anyway, he could understand what it was used for at a glance.
"Okay, I'll do it for you. This isn't a very delicate job. Just give me a deposit and you'll get it in three days." The master blacksmith accepted Zhou Sen's hand-drawn drawings and said with a smile. If business comes to your door every day, you will naturally be happy.
"Then we agreed to pick it up in three days!" Zhou Sen nodded. He believed that people who rely on craftsmanship to make a living would not lie to themselves.
Sandbags were not difficult to buy, but Zhou Sen also wanted to buy a wooden dummy, which was difficult to sell. After asking around for a long time in Carpentry Street, he found a master who could make this. Zhou Sen decided in one breath. Three of them are made of hard elm wood.
There are also materials for mounting calligraphy and paintings, so purchase them together.
After this lap, most of the day has passed.
"Uen, are you going home today?"
"Go back, my parents said they would wait for me to go back for dinner in the evening." Wu En said, he is an obedient and filial child.
"Okay, you take me to Ningxiang Pavilion, then drive back and pick me up early tomorrow morning." Zhou Sen got into the car and gave the order.
"Brother, where should I pick you up?"
"There's no one in the Ningxiang Pavilion, so I'll go home." Zhou Sen thought for a moment and explained.
"Okay."
At the back door of Ningxiang Pavilion, Wu En put Zhou Sen down from the carriage and drove home.
Axiang opened the door.
Bai Yulan holds a brass heater in her hand and wears a red cloak with a white background. She looks like a fairy, standing gracefully in the yard.
"There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent. Look at the city of Qingren, and then the country of Qingren. I would rather not know the city and the country, no matter how rare a beauty is."
"A good poem came into your mouth, but why did you recite it so unpleasantly?" Bai Yulan turned around and saw the person reciting the poem, and couldn't help but make a disparaging sound.
"You are jealous that I am not only good-looking but also talented!"
"It's so shameless, but if you go on stage to sing with this face, you might become a famous actress!" Bai Yulan said.
Zhou Sen murmured, he was originally sold into the theater troupe because of his good looks. The troupe leader and master planned to train him to be a female actor. If he hadn't been unable to endure the pain of practicing martial arts and being bullied for no reason, he would have resigned from the theater troupe. The troupe sneaked out and became beggars on the streets.
"Then maybe one day I will actually perform on stage, and Boss Bai will support me then." Zhou Sen said with a flirtatious look, raised his orchid finger and smiled.
"Oh..." Bai Yulan suddenly felt a chill. This man was really too mean sometimes.
"Brother Sen, Sister Lan can dance with a sword, she looks great!" Axiang said from the side.
"Really, I need to see this?"
"You want to see?"
"Of course, if I could see Yu Lan dancing with the sword, I would be willing to eat less than one bowl of braised pork!" Zhou Sen said seriously immediately.
"My sword dance is worth a bowl of braised pork?" It's not surprising that Bai Yulan was so angry. This guy could always bring out the fire in her heart every time. It was so annoying that it cost her life.
"One bowl is a little bit missing, so two bowls..."
"Begging for a beating!" Bai Yulan threw the brass heater in her hand towards Zhou Sen.
Zhou Sen saw at least a brass heater as big as a vinegar bowl coming towards him, and was about to dodge, but the copper heater had exquisite patterns and looked like a rare item. If it broke, it wouldn't be worth it. .
Yeah, it’s okay to get hit a bit, so I straightened my chest and went up to him.
Zhou Senke frightened Bai Yulan this time. Although her strength was reduced this time, it was made of copper and its weight was not light. If it hit someone, it would not be light.
"Ouch!" Zhou Sen reached out to catch the heater, screamed while holding it, and bent down with a very painful expression.
"What an idiot, I don't know how to hide..." Bai Yulan's expression changed and she cursed, but there was a hint of distress and concern in her eyes.
