In fact, no matter it is the workplace or any other place, it is so cruel. If you die, no one will remember you. The only thing they care about is where you stand.
What's more, Akanishi Ishihara's death has been classified as an accident. A major general died on the first day of the new year. I don't know how those in the Japanese military headquarters or base camp reacted. This is not a good sign for them.
"Your Excellency, the commander of the brigade, I will go back and deal with the matters related to the commander of the brigade first." Zhou Weiguo said goodbye to several people, and it was better for Fengkang Saburo to be in the higher position than Fujiwarayama.
"Yoshi, go ahead."
"Hi!"
…
For Zhou Weiguo, the funeral affairs of Akanishi Ishihara have been handed over to relevant personnel. At this time, he should fulfill his agreement and give Miss Li a piece of relevant information. Then, he should pass this information to the independent division,
Have people go to these places.
So, he went to Ms. Li's residence and hung out for a few days. He always had to have contact information.
"Knock knock knock." Zhou Weiguo knocked on the door, waiting for the person inside to open the door.
"Here we come." A female voice came from inside. Zhou Weiguo waited for a while and then the door opened.
"It turns out to be Captain Takahashi." Miss Li smiled when she saw Zhou Weiguo. She had to admit that the man in front of her was very charming, whether he was smiling, smirking or serious.
"Miss Li, good afternoon." Zhou Weiguo said, yes, it is already close to 1 p.m. after all.
"Captain Gaoqiao, please come in." Miss Li lightly covered her lips and asked Zhou Weiguo to come in.
Zhou Weiguo nodded, stepped in, and mouthed to Miss Li, "Information."
The woman instantly understood what Zhou Weiguo meant, and her heart beat a little faster. It was only the fourth day in seven days. The woman did not expect that Zhou Weiguo could send him information so quickly.
After entering the house, the woman invited Zhou Weiguo into her room, then raised a certain painting, pressed a button, and the wall moved away.
Zhou Weiguo's eyes were opened to the fact that there really is a darkroom.
Afterwards, Zhou Weiguo naturally followed the woman's footsteps into the darkroom. But there were actually two people in the darkroom. Two men. Zhou Weiguo naturally did not think that these were the woman's lovers or anything else. They were of course her teammates.
"Aning, why did you bring this Japs in?" A young man stood up excitedly, holding a gun in his left hand and pointing it at Zhou Weiguo.
Zhou Weiguo stood there, smiling, "Don't you want your left hand too?" Then his eyes turned to their right hands, both of which were still wrapped in gauze.
"You! You're not Japanese?" The man finally reacted, but he still didn't put down the gun.
"I hate being pointed at a gun. If you don't put down the gun after I count three, don't blame me for being rude." Zhou Weiguo said coldly, "Three, two, one." Zhou Weiguo counted slowly.
, but the man was unmoved. In his opinion, no matter whether the person in front of him was Japanese or Chinese, he was his love rival, and he had done indescribable things with the woman.
Zhou Weiguo sighed softly, stepped forward, raised his right foot, and kicked the gun away from the man's hand.
At this time, another middle-aged man said, "Stop making trouble, little brother, I'm sorry."
Zhou Weiguo nodded, then took out the document and said, "You should have a camera to take the information you want at this time."
The middle-aged man also became excited. Isn't it just for this information that they worked so hard? He stood up and looked through it. Although his right hand was inconvenient, it still did not hinder his excitement.
At this time, the young man's expression also became wonderful. Unexpectedly, this man was not Japanese, but their collaborator. Then, he and Aning...
"Sorry." The young man apologized to Zhou Weiguo.
"It doesn't matter." Zhou Weiguo said lightly. He had no interest in these people. He only sent them this information because he didn't want them to die. "Akanishi Ishihara is dead. He died of cardiac arrest due to excessive drinking."
"What?" Several people asked in surprise, and the woman even covered her mouth.
"I'm afraid, it's the little brother's trick, right?" the middle-aged man said with a smile. He seemed to remember a person, probably the person in front of him, but he didn't understand why this person was here.
Zhou Weiguo raised his eyebrows, "That's okay if you think so. Okay, hurry up, Miss Li and I will have a little 'intimate' moment."
The young man became excited again, "You, you dressed-up beast! What are you going to do to Aning!"
"Calm down!" The woman stood up, "I already told you that I don't like you! Can you not be so surprised?"
"Then who do you like? Do you like him?" The young man pointed at Zhou Weiguo and said loudly, "Aning, you and I have shared hardships and experienced so much, you..."
"Shut up!" the middle-aged man said, "This brother is Japanese. If the Japanese come to An Ning, of course they have to put on a show! Stupid!"
At this time, the young man came back to his senses and was speechless.
The middle-aged man took out a camera from a drawer and handed it to An Ning, "An Ning, you take pictures."
"Um."
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After walking out of the secret room, the woman's red lips parted slightly, "Sorry, I made you laugh."
"That little guy is interested in you. It seems that he would even die for you. Young people are always so impulsive." Zhou Weiguo said with a smile, "However, it is also his sincerity, which is hard to come by."
The woman sighed, opened the curtains, and put on a show, after all, it was for people to watch. Then, she pushed Zhou Weiguo down on the bed, "Although I don't know if anyone will stare at me, but as a city in Laiwu,
There will always be people watching for famous singers, so since it’s a show, let’s do it all.”
Zhou Weiguo smiled and raised his eyebrows. He watched the woman press against him and slowly unbutton his military uniform. His fingers traced across his face, chin, and Adam's apple, and there was actually a slight touch.
Zhou Weiguo squinted his eyes and saw a reflection on the window sill opposite. Sure enough, someone was staring at him. In this case, he had to put on a good show. So he turned over, pressed the woman under him, and violently pulled her away.
He took off the woman's coat, then picked up the woman and walked out of the room, avoiding the staring eyes.
Walking to the living room, Zhou Weiguo put the woman down, smiled, and said without doing anything else, "Miss Li is indeed a celebrity, and someone is actually following her."
"For people like us, what's wrong with being followed?" The woman sighed and slowly closed her clothes, "I admire Mr. Zhou for his calmness."
"I am a man with a wife and children, so naturally I cannot be sorry to them." Zhou Weiguo spoke, took the teapot on the table, and poured himself a cup of tea. "I cannot bully a lady at will. I will have to leave after an hour."
The woman nodded. Her relationship with Zhou Weiguo was certainly indescribable in the eyes of outsiders, but in their own eyes, it was nothing more than a cooperative relationship. She could not stop Zhou Weiguo from staying or leaving.
"I have some information that I think I need to tell Mr. Zhou." The woman spoke with a serious look on her face.
