Espionage: Mastering the Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Military Intelligence Bureau from the Start

A bunch of terrible chess players.

Higashi Namsen cursed inwardly and threw the black piece into the chess jar.

He gave away two whole pieces and still won by five points.

Higashi Nathan played at this chess club for three days, and there wasn't a single player he could beat.

The sunlight lazily spilled onto the street, and he strolled aimlessly and listlessly, his steps slow and sluggish.

However, just as his gaze inadvertently swept over a building on the side of the street, his eyes sharpened.

Tian Ping Chess Club?

As a seasoned Go enthusiast, he knows all the famous Go clubs in Shanghai like the back of his hand.

But where did this Tianping Chess Club come from?

I'll go take a look.

He straightened his clothes and walked into the chess club with a hint of anticipation.

There weren't many people in this chess club; it was so quiet that you could only hear the occasional crisp sound of chess pieces falling.

Only four people are playing chess, each immersed in their own black and white world with their opponent, completely unaware of everything around them.

Dong Nei walked quietly to the group, bent down slightly, and slowly glanced at the chessboard.

It's not that it's flawed, it's that it's a complete mess.

These people are probably not even at the amateur second dan level.

He immediately lost interest and turned to leave.

Su Mingzhe saw all of this.

The person in front of me exuded competence in every gesture, with an overwhelming military bearing.

These days, Go is not something that ordinary people can access; families that can afford to learn Go generally have some financial resources.

There is a high probability that this person is a military officer.

Regardless of the person's identity, it's always good to try and keep him around. Su Mingzhe decided to treat him as his guide into Japanese social circles.

"Bridge bean sack."

Hearing the voice behind him, Dong Nei turned around.

"What? Since you've entered Tianping Chess Club, at least have a cup of tea before you leave, it's free."

Su Mingzhe gave him a look, and Shen Bei came over with a pot of hot tea.

Dong Nei smiled; the person in front of him was quite interesting.

However, he still shook his head and refused.

"Their chess skills are too poor, and playing against them is boring."

Upon hearing Dongnei's words, the four players who were still playing Go all put down their pieces and turned to look at Dongnei.

When people are pushed to the limit, they're capable of anything.

Besides doing math problems and playing Go.

A dish is just a dish.

Moreover, this skill requires a lot of talent; no amount of practice will help.

"I'm itching to play today, let's have a game."

Su Mingzhe looked at Dong Nei and said.

Seeing Su Mingzhe's confidence, Dong Neisenchen became interested and sat down.

Shen Bei poured a pot of hot tea for each of them and stepped aside to act as a chess boy.

“I’m a few years older than you, so you play black.”

Upon hearing this, Su Mingzhe did not refuse and took a black piece from the chess jar, placing it on the star point.

Dong Naisenchen then pointed to the number three.

The four corners were divided up by the two, a very standard opening, without the dramatic twist of betting on Tianyuan right away.

Su Mingzhe directly approached the corner, while White chose to solidify the corner and block Black's moves.

After making a few more moves, Dong Naisenchen chose "sharp," intending to develop upwards.

There was little point in continuing the attack, so Su Mingzhe opted to switch to a more stable front, intending to secure more territory.

Instead, it was Dong Nasenchen who became the attacking side and chose to place the ball at the corner.

Su Mingzhe then took a small step forward, which also echoed the layout on the right.

However, Dong Naisenchen would not let him have his way and chose to break in directly, launching a fierce offensive.

The two players had completely opposite approaches to the game.

The young Su Mingzhe was as steady as an old dog, while the thirty-year-old Dong Neisenchen was bold and unrestrained.

Dong Naisenchen's brows furrowed more and more deeply.

Are you sure this was played by a young man in his early twenties?

Apart from his teacher, no one else has ever given him such a strong sense of pressure.

All his attacks seemed to hit cotton, easily neutralized by the people in front of him.

Moreover, this young man's chess style was unique and his moves were novel, leaving him somewhat at a loss as to how to respond.

Dong Naisenchen had long since abandoned his contempt and was now using all his strength to compete against Su Mingzhe.

Shen Bei, who was standing to the side, was stunned.

Although he couldn't understand it, he was greatly shocked.

No wonder he's the station manager.

Why did Su Mingzhe become so strong?

Don't ask, the answer is: it's over.

The system upgraded the moment he stepped into Songhu City.

There's an extra storage space in another dimension, plus an AI system.

In other words, Higashi Nathan is playing against a master-level AI opponent.

Dong Naisen kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and his pace of placing the pieces slowed down.

Su Mingzhe had intentionally given up a few moves; otherwise, he would have had to resign in the middle game before the endgame.

If the opponent is significantly stronger than you, you'll lose interest in playing against them after a few games.

Su Mingzhe gave him the illusion that his chess skills were not much different from Su Mingzhe's, and that he could catch up with him as long as he worked harder.

That is, "a little bit".

This is the best way to maximize his interest.

The game was fiercely contested, and although Higashi Nakamori was at a disadvantage, his fighting spirit was completely ignited.

Continue fighting with Su Mingzhe.

This game lasted for a full two hours, from noon until after 5 p.m.

Finally, with the last piece falling, the game came to an end.

Dong Naisenchen let out a long breath and relaxed, leaning back in his chair.

The score is now tallied, and Su Mingzhe is leading by seven and a half points.

Excluding the six and a half points that the black pieces need to be marked, Su Mingzhe won by one point.

"you win."

Dong Nasenchen's tone was full of admiration.

It's not just because the person in front of me is a highly skilled chess player.

The main problem is that he's too young.

Youth means unlimited possibilities; his future achievements may not even be inferior to those of his teachers.

"It was just luck. To be honest, in all the time I've been in China, you're the first person I've ever gone all out for."

Su Mingzhe smiled slightly and engaged in a round of mutual flattery.

These words greatly pleased Nathan.

He was very happy to receive such high praise from his opponent.

"May I ask who your teacher was?"

Dong Naisen asked, a question that still intrigued him greatly.

After all, there are only a handful of famous Go masters, and he may have met them all.

"I didn't have a teacher; I taught myself using just a few chess manuals."

Su Mingzhe responded.

"You're a promising young man; you're really amazing."

Su Mingzhe extended his hand and said:

"My name is Yufu Tahira, I'm from Kyoto, a Go player, and also the owner of this Go club."

Dong Naisenchen gripped Su Mingzhe's hand tightly. After so many years, this was the first time he had met a kindred spirit.

"My name is Higashinai Morishin, I'm from Osaka, a lieutenant colonel in the Marine Corps, and also a Go player."

I've finally been waiting for you.