It was time to get off work, and many social workers in formal attire were walking in the crowded station.
Each tram requires the assistance of a professional "pusher" to ensure that as many people as possible can go home.
"Two bottles of mineral water, boss." The hurried social worker dropped two hundred-yuan coins on the table of the newsstand. Without any time to say more, he picked up the mineral water handed by the boss and left.
Behind him, the newsstand owner lazily raised his arm and said: "Welcome to visit again next time!"
A young man wearing a punk jacket was leaning against the newsstand, chewing gum and popping bubbles, enjoying himself.
"Hey, boss." The young man patted the wall of the newsstand hard, so hard that the newspapers hanging on the wall made a "clack" sound.
"How do you sell the latest "Weekly Shōnen SUNDAY" here?"
"Six hundred and fifty yen as a favor!"
The young man handed the banknote to the boss, and there was a note hidden under the banknote.
The boss touched the note. He put the note and banknotes into the drawer with a calm expression, then took out the latest issue of "Weekly Shōnen Sunday" and handed it to the young man.
"Thank you for your patronage." He finally said lightly.
What is happening at this moment is the drama of intelligence trading.
The young man completed his task and just breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could get on the platform and get on the train, he heard a "clang" from behind him!
Yu Jiang slammed the metal door of the newsstand and locked it with an iron chain very violently. He even wrote the words "Suspension of Business" on the handle.
"Boss, here's a copy of Tokyo Evening News."
"It's closed, it's closed!" Yu Jiang waved his hand impatiently and drove away the guests who gathered around him.
Just kidding, he has nothing to do during this time, he is so bored that he almost grows mushrooms. Who wants to be a useless newsstand owner here when he has a task to do?!
The punk-style young man was so startled by the movement behind him that he almost fell to the ground.
Hey hey hey, are you mistaken? Why do you think he, a member of a serious criminal organization, is as humble as a thief? Isn’t it because the Japanese public security has been too strict recently!
This Pappet closed down his business immediately after he left. Didn’t this clearly tell everyone that the two of them were connected??
Yu Jiang didn't have time to think about the psychological activities of his contacts. He happily took the task and prepared to set off.
Although he hasn't had time to see the specific content of the task, it does not affect his planning of the next work at all.
The first step is to gather team members.
As the leader of the JPN Special Operations Team, the tasks given to him are for the entire JPN Special Operations Team. Of course, Yu Jiang will not let those guys off easily.
I haven’t seen them for many days and I don’t know if they are still alive.
First up is Scotland.
Brother Qingchuan found a job in a kindergarten in Wenjing District next door, playing guitar and bass for the little kids every day.
A long way away, Yu Jiang heard the noisy sounds in the kindergarten - and this was the remaining sound after most of the children went home from school.
"Children in the tulip class, have you finished all the homework in today's handicraft class? If not, hurry up and take the last minute!"
"Kid Nakamura Kari, your father is here to take you home~"
Kindergarten teachers basically speak in this style, and Scotland is no exception.
Yujiang stood in the alley outside the kindergarten, looking at the kindergarten through the metal railing.
Scotland is playing games with the children. The children like him very much. At this time, there are only about a dozen students left in the kindergarten, most of whom are gathered around him. The other teachers can only tearfully divide the rest.<
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Yujiang had no intention of going in. When Scotland looked over, he made a gesture to express "the old place" and then quietly left the kindergarten.
Next up is bourbon.
In fact, Yujiang doesn’t want to find him at all.
It's just that Scotland got off work late. If he waited until he got off work to find Bourbon, the JPN Special Operations Team could have breakfast after the meeting today.
The Bourbon location is not hard to find.
Wherever the salary is good, he will probably be there.
Sure enough, Ikue took the train to Chiyoda District, which is adjacent to the south of Bunkyo District, and found Toru Amuro, a sommelier dressed as a waiter, in the buffet restaurant of a five-star hotel.
In Bourbon's own words, the denser the people and the more complex their identities are, the easier it is to gather interesting information. As the intelligence officer of the JPN Special Operations Group, he is not making extra money, but working seriously.
Yujiang only found it strange that the organization never skimped on commissions and salaries. They usually made more money than celebrities. Bourbon also received money from the Japanese police, so why did he look so poor all day long that he had never seen any money? Does all his income have to be turned over to the police?
Phew, so silly.
Yujiang ordered an expensive bottle of brandy without feeling distressed, and asked Amuro's sommelier to serve him by name.
Soon Bourbon came over with a plate.
"Do you want me to introduce you to the Jules Robin you ordered?" Bourbon asked with a smile.
No wonder he can successfully apply for jobs wherever he goes. His harmless smile alone is enough to win the favor of most customers.
While Bourbon poured the wine for him, Yu Jiang slowly shook the brandy glass and said: "I have a mission, see you at the same place tonight."
"I actually bother you to inform you personally about this kind of thing." Bourbon leaned forward slightly, a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
Yes, poor Bourbon still doesn’t know that his true face has been revealed in front of Yu Jiang’s eyes.
……
Late at night, Tokyo is lit up with neon lights, and the moon against the horizon becomes dim.
The best way to hide a drop of water is to hide it in the ocean, and the best way to hide a conversation is to place the conversation in a noisy and chaotic bar.
MoonValley Bar——
"Same as him, thank you." Qingchuan Yu said to the bartender, and then sat down between Yu Jiang and Amuro Toru, "I'm sorry I'm late. There is a child whose parents are busy, so I rushed over after sending him home." Tohru Amuro sympathized: "How about you change your job."
It was a very easy job at first, but in the hands of Zhu Fu Jingguang, it became inexplicably complicated.
Qingchuan Yu smiled: "The principal helped a lot during the last mission. I can at least help him through this summer."
The help Scotland claimed was actually just providing the home address and phone number of a parent, but that parent was their mission target at the time, so it was considered a big help.
"What is the mission?" Toru Amuro asked.
"I haven't read it yet." Yu Jiang took out the note from his pocket, put it on the table, and pushed it to them.
Qingchuan Yu looked left and right, and suddenly said strangely: "Well, where is Lai? Why don't you see him?"
Yu Jiang paused slightly while stirring the wine: "..."
Toru Amuro was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he immediately couldn't laugh or cry: "Hey, hey, you haven't informed him yet, right?"