"Interesting." Geng Chaozhong raised his head, looked at Liu Xuejun carefully, and frowned: "How old are you?"
"Nineteen years old, Mr. Zhou, you read that right." Liu Xuejun replied with a smile.
"You go back and report to the superiors, saying that I am not satisfied with you, and ask the superiors to replace you with a mature and prudent person." Geng Chaozhong slammed the tea bowl and motioned for Liu Xuejun to leave.
"Although I am young for my humble position, I have been with Section Chief Shen Zui for more than two years, and I am from the second phase of Honggong Temple, and I am number one in Japanese and intelligence analysis." Liu Xuejun was not angry, and was still smiling. appearance.
"Interesting," Geng Chaozhong smiled and pointed to the tatami in front of him, "Sit down."
Liu Xuejun sat down and looked at Geng Chaozhong quietly, waiting for his instructions.
"Does Shen Zui know you are coming to Japan?" Geng Chaozhong asked.
"Chief Shen doesn't know that Virgo personally ordered me to sit on the same ship as you. No one knows my identity except Virtuo and you." Liu Xuejun replied calmly.
"You are too young..." Geng Chaozhong sighed again and poured Liu Xuejun a cup of tea.
"Mr. Zhou, you're welcome," Liu Xuejun took the tea bowl respectfully, "I think Mr. Zhou was not very old when you entered the industry, let alone Section Chief Shen."
"I don't think you are young and inexperienced," Geng Chaozhong sighed, "In this industry, depending on your talent, some people can only be a record-keeping officer after spending a lifetime in this industry, but you are different. You can hide it from me. There are not many people.”
Liu Xuejun was stunned for a moment, and soon understood Geng Chaozhong's intention. A touch of emotion flashed in his eyes, and he whispered: "Mr. Zhou, I know this is dangerous, but I'm not afraid."
"I'm afraid it's more dangerous than you imagine," Geng Chaozhong pursed his lips, "Did you know? I want to report the identity of the contact person to the Japanese. Once I report it to the Japanese, your life or death will depend on it. It’s just a thought for the Japanese.”
Liu Xuejun's eyes moved. Obviously, he didn't know about this matter in advance.
"In other words, your identity is that of a dead soldier." Geng Chaozhong tapped the table with his fingers, seeming to remind Liu Xuejun emphatically.
Liu Xuejun was silent, but after only half a minute, he spoke firmly again: "Mr. Zhou, I'm not afraid."
"It's too late to regret now," Geng Chaozhong looked into Liu Xuejun's eyes with burning eyes, "come here instead and come here who is married and has children. You are too young. You haven't tasted what it's like to be a woman, right?"
"In this humble position, I only want to be loyal to the country and don't do anything else." Liu Xuejun's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Okay!" Geng Chaozhong patted the table gently, "You are very popular with me. If you don't die this time, I will personally recommend you to Virgo."
"Thank you Mr. Zhou for your consideration!" Liu Xuejun replied solemnly.
"Let me explain the next thing." Geng Chaozhong's eyes were dazed for a moment. "After you meet me, don't make any changes. If you need to go out, go out. If you need to send a message, send a message. But don't contact anyone for the time being. When the time is right, I will tell you what to do. Note, if there is a Japanese following you, you should not hesitate and find a way to run back to the country immediately, do you understand?"
"I understand." Liu Xuejun nodded, "But I ran away, what will you do?"
"You don't have to worry about my safety," Geng Chaozhong's eyes were a little cold, "Do everything as I tell you."
"I understand!" Liu Xuejun nodded again.
.........
On the first floor of Mitsui Iron Works, Sato was sitting at his desk meditating. Next to him was a strong young man with a tough appearance.
"How long has Date been out?" Sato suddenly asked as if he was awakened from sleep.
"Ida?" The young man was stunned.
"Oh, it's Instructor Guiwu." Sato then realized that the names of everyone in Mitsui Iron Works were code names.
"I went out at noon. It's now 4 o'clock in the afternoon." The young man raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "I don't know if I can come back tonight."
"Well, you go back. If he comes back, tell me." Sato lazily raised his hand.
"Hey!" the young man agreed and walked out quickly.
The sound of closing the door sounded, and Sato's expression suddenly became complicated. He looked out the window and murmured to himself: "Time, you are walking too slowly. I can't wait anymore..."
...........
Geng Chaozhong was on his way back to Mitsui Iron Works.
He repeatedly confirmed that no one was following him. It seemed that Sato was still very relieved about him, which made Geng Chaozhong feel that the slight doubt before was a bit suspicious.
At about half past four, Geng Chaozhong finally returned to Mitsui Iron Works. As soon as he reached the first floor, a lean young man walked over and greeted: "Instructor Guiwu, Instructor Guiwu!"
"It turns out to be instructor Ding Wu." Geng Chaozhong stopped.
"I just came out from the school dean's place," Ding Wu started. "The school dean asked you just now and asked you to go up and see him when you come back."
"I'm about to go up. Thank you, instructor Ding Wu." Geng Chaozhong nodded in thanks.
"You're welcome." Ding Wu waved and walked away.
Geng Chaozhong nodded and started walking upstairs. There were about a dozen principal and deputy instructors at the Secret Service Training Center. This Ding Wu led a team of about forty people, and he could be considered an acquaintance on weekdays.
More importantly, Ding Wu seemed to have a close relationship with Sato. Geng Chaozhong speculated that besides himself, this Ding Wu was probably one of Sato's direct descendants in the spy training center.
Go upstairs and open the door. Sato is lying on the desk writing something. When he sees Geng Chaozhong come in, he looks up and says:
"I saw you going out today?"
"Yes, we have been contacted by the Secret Service. The address is Fujino Tea House in Shinjuku District. The contact person's name is Liu Xuejun. He is an apprentice at the tea house and his alias is Fujino Jiro." Geng Chaozhong answered truthfully.
"Well done," Sato nodded approvingly, wrote down the name Geng Chaozhong said, and then asked, "Does the Secret Service have any instructions?"
"It's still about investigating the Soviets, and also about spying on some of the empire's human and economic intelligence. I have made a detailed record of these and will bring them up for you to take a look at tomorrow." Geng Chaozhong replied.
"Well, write it truthfully. There is no need to hide the strength of the empire." Sato smiled proudly, paused and then said:
"I came to see you today for two things. The first one is that the police town has selected a group of people from the police force to join the special agent training center. Originally, I didn't agree with it, but someone from above has spoken and I won't accept it.
No. There are a total of more than a dozen people, all young police officers selected from various places. There are about three on your side. One of them, Shunsuke Yoshida, said he knows you. You can decide for yourself whether you want him or not."
"Yes, his father Lao Yoshida asked me, and I agreed at the time." Geng Chaozhong replied.
"Well, this is a small matter. You make the decision yourself. The second thing is very important." Sato took out a file bag from the folder and handed it over. "There was a case in Jingjing Town recently. A file to be destroyed from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was missing.
It’s suspected that the Russians did it. The police department has been investigating it for more than a month and there are no clues. It’s been handed over to me for you to take a look at.”
Geng Chaozhong took the file bag, pulled out a thick pile of files inside, glanced at it quickly and then raised his head and said: "List of diplomats and reporters sent by the empire to Russia? Are there any of our people in it?"