Quartermasters can also fight the devils

"Mr. Kojima is so nice. Mr. Kojima is simply a... uh... gentleman, yes, a gentleman." Zhang Wenwu tried his best to praise Kenzo Kojima.

After hearing Zhang Wenwu's compliments, Kojima Kenzo also responded with a smile, thinking that Zhang Wenwu finally knew that he was a "gentleman". It was rare for him to praise others. This finally made Kojima Kenzo's hurt heart feel much better.

"Deputy Director Zhang, what is this?" Kenzo Kojima's mood did not last long. When he saw the documents in the file bag, he was about to lose his temper again.

There were four documents in the file bag, three of which were information files of the three main officers of the 102nd Division, and they were all stamped with the seal of the Political Department, which was not a problem. But the fourth document was obviously different from the first three. First of all, the handwriting was different. The handwriting of the first three documents was quite neat, while the handwriting on the fourth document was barely "recognizable". Moreover, there was no stamp of the Political Department, only a line of words at the bottom of the document: Officers at all levels of the 102nd Division approved the contents of this document.

"Ah, this, this is the character information I wrote personally, it is absolutely true, and it has been recognized by everyone." Zhang Wenwu replied nonchalantly.

I...you...

Kojima Kenzo didn't know what he was feeling now. He wanted to cry. This is too shameless. No, this is totally shameless. Zhang Wenwu, do you know what you wrote? You actually wrote down your information and asked me to exchange it for consulting fees? You shamelessly gave yourself a name of Zhang Yingjun. Do you have any of the other information? Are you 1.85 meters tall? How could you graduate from the military academy as the first place? What about handsome appearance, talent, integrity, hatred of evil, charity, generosity, and military model? You even wrote down respecting the elderly and loving the young? You are too bullying. What about your shortcomings? Why didn't you write down any of them? Where are your greed, your shamelessness, your lack of quality, your shamelessness, your pettiness, and your love of taking advantage? Are they all gone?

After a long pause, Xiaodao Jianzang asked uncertainly: "Deputy Director Zhang, do you want to give this information to my friend as well?"

"Well, of course. Your friend wanted character information, so this one should be included as well." Zhang Wenwu answered very affirmatively, with a smile on his face, and he almost said directly: Mr. Kojima, my writing is good, right? Come and praise me.

Kenzo Kojima feels his blood pressure is a bit high. This Zhang Wenwu obviously wants to get more money, but you are too...

"Okay, according to our previous agreement, I will pay you a consulting fee of 2,000 French francs for each of these three documents." Kojima Kenzo thought about it and decided to compromise. If he didn't compromise, Zhang Wenwu would definitely take the three documents back. He would be forcing him to pay for the "personal introduction" that he had written.

"As for this document, I think my friend can pay you two hundred French francs as a consulting fee. What do you think?" Kenzo Kojima suppressed the discomfort in his heart and, against his conscience, quoted a price that he himself thought was outrageous.

"Two hundred French francs? No way, Mr. Kojima, such an excellent profile of a person is only given two hundred French francs?" Zhang Wenwu expressed his dissatisfaction with saliva spitting out. Of course, all the saliva remained on Kojima Kenzo's stunned face.

Kenzo Kojima also lost his temper and began to argue with Zhang Wenwu about the price. He didn't even have time to wipe the saliva off his face. He thought to himself: I am doing this for the honor of the Great Japanese Empire, and I must not lose face for the Great Japanese Empire.

Finally, after a heated but friendly discussion between the two, Kenzo Kojima finally agreed to pay Zhang Wenwu a consulting fee of two hundred and sixty-one French francs for the document.

Zhang Wenwu took a few sips of tea to relieve his tired throat from talking for a long time, then looked at Kojima Kenzo who was also drinking tea with a resentful look and said, "Mr. Kojima, you are really a master of business. You only paid 261 French francs and got such a meaningful character profile. It's amazing."

"Puff" Kenzo Kojima couldn't help but spit out the tea in his mouth.

Kenzo Kojima was crying in his heart. He felt that he had brought shame to the Empire of Japan by spending such a high price to buy a document that was not even worth a piece of waste paper. He needed to apologize to Chief Ono, kneel down and apologize to the people of the country, and repent to Amaterasu.

Chen Mingzhang came to the restaurant to accompany Brother Zhang and Xiaodao Taijun for dinner after receiving a call from Xiaodao Taijun, but the current situation made him dumbfounded. Brother Zhang was repeatedly counting the pile of scattered French currency in his hand, and he kept muttering: I lost a lot, I lost a lot, I am so sorry for my ancestors.

Niu Aman, a prison guard at Jinling Prison, has been in a good mood this month. He has been working as a prison guard for ten years and there are still many people who come to him for help. But a month ago, a wealthy businessman from Shanghai found him and hoped that he could help him get a prisoner out of prison. He gave him 500 yuan in French francs on the spot and promised to give him another 2,000 yuan in French francs as a bribe after the task was completed. This was the largest bribe he had ever received.

At this time, Niu Aman was smoking in the office of Captain Lu Cheng. He and Lu Cheng were distant relatives, and it was Lu Cheng who helped him get into the prison as a prison guard. Therefore, in the prison, he and Lu Cheng were naturally the closest. Moreover, as a small prison guard, he could not do much to rescue people from the prison. Only by going through the channels above could he accomplish such a thing.

"Brother Lu, this is the situation. Do you think it can be done?" Niu Aman asked Lu Cheng a little anxiously. Today he came here specially to talk to his distant relative about this matter. He felt that if there was a good opportunity to make money, his relative would definitely be considered. Moreover, only Lu Cheng had a way to get the person out.

After taking two puffs of his cigarette, Lu Cheng asked in a low voice: "Aman, as long as the prisoner's crime is not serious, it is still possible to rescue someone from the prison. However, this way is not easy to get through." Lu Cheng was also excited when he heard Niu Aman's narration. It was just a matter of rescuing a person from the prison. He had done this kind of thing before. They were guarding the prison, so of course they had to make money from the prisoners. Usually they also accepted benefits from various kinds of filial piety from the prisoners' families. Otherwise, how could they live a free and easy life if they did not rely on their meager salary.

Seeing that Lu Cheng agreed to do this, Niu Aman immediately said excitedly: "Brother Lu, I have inquired about it. The rich businessman in Shanghai wants us to release a North Korean businessman who was sentenced for rape. This kind of prisoner is not easy to deal with. Moreover, there are at least 80 such prisoners who commit rapists in our prison. The rich businessman said that he will pay for the money. As long as we tell him who to find, we will just look at the procedures and release him. We have no responsibility at all."

Hearing this, Lu Cheng was relieved. He was just a rapist, so he could be released. Besides, he was just telling people who to find to handle the matter. At most, he could just act as a matchmaker and cooperate on the day of release. It was easy money and he didn't have to take any responsibility. It was a good thing. Thinking of this, he made up his mind and said, "Okay, Ah Man, go tell that rich businessman that I will ask the deputy warden Xu Sheng to come out tomorrow. He will be responsible for the reception and arrangements. We can talk at the table then."

Niu Aman was overjoyed and immediately agreed that it was no problem.

In a coffee shop in Xinjiekou, Jinling, a middle-aged man was drinking coffee and reading a newspaper in the corner. Everyone who entered the coffee shop from the door did not escape his eyes. At this time, a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt and holding a briefcase walked into the coffee shop. He first looked at everyone in the coffee shop, then walked to the middle-aged man who was reading a newspaper in the corner and asked, "Sir, can I sit here and have a cup of coffee?"

The middle-aged man who was reading the newspaper glanced at him, then smiled and said, "Of course, please take a seat."

After the waiter brought the coffee, the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt leaned forward while stirring the coffee, and then whispered, "Fozhu, I have found a target and will arrange a meeting tomorrow. I don't think it will be a big problem, but I still need time."

The middle-aged man who was reading the newspaper continued to stare at the newspaper, and at the same time raised the newspaper a little higher to cover his mouth, and then answered in a low voice: "Youmao, I can still give you five days. You must arrange the people from the prison to ensure that on the day of the mission, the prison will fully cooperate. Do you understand? In addition, Qiangwei's progress is very good. It's the last moment. Qiangwei may complete the mission at any time, so you have to hurry up."

The man in the yellow shirt hummed softly, and then the two of them didn't speak again until thirty minutes after the man in the yellow shirt finished the coffee in front of him and stood up to leave the cafe. Then the middle-aged man who was reading the newspaper slowly stood up, folded the newspaper in his hand, held it in his hand, and slowly walked out of the cafe.

Ten minutes later, the middle-aged man holding the newspaper walked into a large shopping mall and came to a display counter specializing in selling clothes. He carefully selected the clothes hanging on the display rack.

At this time, a woman wearing a dark red cheongsam and with popular curly hair walked in from outside the store. The woman naturally walked to the display rack and started to choose clothes.

"Sir, could you help me try on this dress? I want to buy one for my boyfriend, who has a similar body shape to yours." The cheongsam woman's voice was very charming and soft.

"Of course." The man holding the newspaper agreed with a smile.

The woman in the red cheongsam approached the man with a piece of clothing in her hand, and tried it on the man while whispering, "Buddha beads, the target has basically agreed, but he wants a Japanese passport and 10,000 yen."

The man smiled and said loudly to the cheongsam woman: "Miss, I think there is absolutely no problem with this dress. Your boyfriend will definitely be very satisfied with it." After speaking loudly, the man kept smiling and whispered: "No problem, promise him that you can give me your passport after the matter is completed. I will give you 10,000 yen at the park at 2 pm the day after tomorrow."

After saying this, the man walked out of the mall with the newspaper, blending into the crowd and quickly disappeared. If Kojima Kenzo was here, he would be very surprised. He is very familiar with this man. He is an excellent spy agent of the "Eagle Agency": Sakamoto Takashi Koji

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