"Captain Nakamura, there are police blocking the road ahead." The military policeman driving in the front row turned around and reminded.
"Oh, it's okay." Nakamura didn't care.
The gendarme driving the car nodded and continued to drive forward - he just gave a reminder that as long as the relevant documents were presented, passing would not be a problem at all.
The car stopped, and a traffic patrolman came over. After checking the documents, he did not let the car go immediately. He walked to the car window and asked in a low voice: "Everyone, we are in trouble. Please come out and talk."
Nakamura frowned and said, "There's no need to go out. If you need anything, tell me immediately. I have a mission here and can't stay long."
The traffic policeman identified the person in charge, quickly walked to Nakamura, saluted, and whispered: "Sir, your car belongs to the German Embassy. The embassy has come forward and asked you to return the vehicle immediately, otherwise you will be
You're going to go to court and you're going to be charged with robbery, do you think?"
"What?!" Nakamura's expression changed, he stared at the patrolman, and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I heard that people from the embassy will be here soon, and I would like to ask the commander to make a decision." The patrol officer's attitude was very polite. The ID showed that the person in the car was a special agent of the Special High School Division. He could not afford to offend him.
Yes, but his boss also ordered that the car must be left behind. He was actually in a dilemma.
Nakamura frowned and commandeered a car at random, but he actually kicked the iron plate!
It's just another embassy. Even if it goes to court, I'm not afraid. The problem is that this is the official bus of the German embassy, and the relationship between the empire and Germany is extremely good. Because of this trivial matter, a foreign affairs dispute has arisen. Sato-san
There will definitely be scolding oneself for not knowing the general picture.
Nakamura thought for a moment and realized that there was no need to make the matter a big deal. If he needed a car, he could just ask the traffic police to help him requisition another one. After a pause, Nakamura opened the car door and ordered: "Okay, since it is the embassy's car,
I won’t embarrass you, just help me find another car and I’ll keep this car.”
"Okay, thank you sir for understanding what's going on!" The patrolman's face was filled with joy, and he quickly called a few of his subordinates over and gave some instructions.
At this moment, another car drove over in the distance. As soon as the car stopped, a Westerner with a tall nose and deep eyes got out, holding a girl wearing a tulle on his arm. The Westerner saw Nakamura
He walked over quickly and said loudly in Japanese:
"This is our embassy's car, why is it here?"
Upon seeing this, the patrol officer quickly walked over to explain. Nakamura was a little annoyed, looked at Geng Chaozhong sitting next to him, grabbed their joined hands, pushed the door open and walked out.
"Is that you? Why did you rob our embassy's car?" The Westerner was Sorge. When he saw Nakamura walking out of the car door, he immediately walked over and looked at Nakamura arrogantly.
"Sorry, we were on official business and didn't know this was the embassy's car. Please forgive me!" Nakamura felt as if he had eaten a fly, but he still had to compromise.
"Is it just a word of forgiveness? If we Germans robbed your country's things and just apologized afterwards, would the matter be solved?" Sorge glanced at Geng Chaozhong next to Nakamura, and at the same time felt that Yu Zhen was holding back.
The hand holding his arm was shaking slightly.
"Who are you?" Nakamura said patiently.
"You are not qualified to know my name," Sorge looked arrogant and winked at Geng Chaozhong, "Ask your boss to talk to me. If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, then we
The only way to solve the problem is to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs!"
"Sir!" Nakamura was angry, "I just made an unintentional mistake. Why do you need to be aggressive, sir? Sorry, I have a mission now. I will reply later. Farewell!"
After saying that, Nakamura turned around and left. He didn't have the time to linger here, especially when there was a bomb tied next to him!
"Don't go," Sorge stepped forward and grabbed Nakamura. Nakamura couldn't hold it back anymore and waved his hand hard. He heard an "Ouch" sound, and Sorge staggered as he was dragged.
, but it is the girl Sorge is holding his arm.
The girl was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by Sorge. Sorge suddenly became furious, pointed at Nakamura and cursed: "You savage beast, a lowly four-legged reptile!"
"Miss, I'm sorry!" Nakamura was even more confused when he saw this, and wanted to help the girl on the ground. Unexpectedly, Sorge rushed forward and hit Nakamura on the head. Stars flashed in front of Nakamura's eyes, and his head
There was a moment of dizziness. When several military policemen saw that their commander had been hit, they immediately swarmed up and surrounded Sorge.
Suddenly, the scene became a mess. Geng Chaozhong bent down slightly, stretched out a hand, and lifted up the girl who fell on the ground. The two of them couldn't help but tremble slightly when their arms came into contact.
"Miss, are you not injured?" Geng Chaozhong said.
"No, I'm seriously injured," the veil on the girl's head trembled slightly, "I'm afraid I won't be healed for a long time."
"I'm sorry." Geng Chaozhong said softly.
The girl said nothing more, let go of Geng Chaozhong's arm, and whispered to Sorge: "Mr. Richard, I'm fine, let's go!"
"Stop!" Sorge waved his arms in the crowd, "You dare to bully foreign ministers with the strength of your numbers. This matter will not end like this! Miss Fourier, let's go!"
After that, he grabbed the girl next to him and rushed out of the crowd angrily.
"Pooh!"
Nakamura spat on the ground. He was a little dizzy after being teased by this Westerner just now. He reached out and touched his forehead, and a small bump had already formed. This Westerner is really disgusting!
"Sir, your car is ready!" The patrol officer just now came over at the right time, ready to calm the matter.
"Let's go!" Nakamura no longer wanted to stay in this place of right and wrong, and walked quickly towards the car temporarily commandeered by the patrol.
...........
"Miss Yuzhen, did he recognize you?" Sorge looked at Yuzhen sitting next to him.
"Yes." Yuzhen nodded, his face under the gauze could not tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Don't worry, Andre will follow them, and Geng will be fine." Sorge comforted him.
"I'm not worried about him anymore." Yuzhen looked out the window gently.
Not far away, Geng Chaozhong and Nakamura got into another car.
"Damn Germans, they have never taken our Empire of Japan seriously! I really hope there will be another Jiao-ao War!" Nakamura said angrily while sitting in the car.
"Nakamura-kun, should I tell Sato-san this?" Geng Chaozhong next to him said with a smile.
"Shut up, you should complain about that German, he took a few minutes off your time!" Nakamura replied angrily, and then ordered the driver in front: "Drive!"
"No, I have to thank them," Geng Chaozhong said silently, "Thank you, Yuzhen."