This meal is not cheap. The ingredients of Japanese food require a lot of work. What Chen Mingxiang requires is authentic and authentic, so that Japanese people can taste the flavor of their hometown. Although these guys are beasts, they still miss home.
"Chen Sang, if you have anything to do with me, just tell me. Is there anything I can do for you?"
You must ask for something when you are polite, and Shibuya is not a fool.
"It's like this. The father of one of my classmates is named Zhou Baoming. He was arrested on the 76th because of the murder of Ji Yunqing."
"This time I also want to trouble Captain Shibuya to see if he is a suspect. If not, can he be released?" Chen Mingxiang said.
"Don't worry, Zhou Baoming has nothing to do with this case. The matter is very simple. You come to me tomorrow and I will ask the action team to release him."
Shibuya carefully read the list he carried with him and answered.
"I know that you are all warriors of the Emperor and have come to China to realize your lofty ideals and goals. I have great respect and admiration for you."
"This is Mr. Zhou Baoming's condolences to you. You can buy some local specialties for your parents, wives and children in your hometown. Please don't refuse the respect and love of the Chinese people."
Chen Mingxiang opened his briefcase and took out six large yellow croakers.
"Well, Chen Sang, that's not good. We didn't come to China just for money."
Second Lieutenant Shinichi Nakajima said hesitantly, but the greed in his eyes revealed his true thoughts.
Captain Tsukamoto and Warrant Officer Shibuya's eyes shone when they looked at the six large yellow croakers.
Insensitive, Wu Sibao, this bastard, has no respect for the gendarmerie at all. He really deserves to be killed.
Chen Mingxiang, a Japanese friend, is still reliable. Even in Japan, this is a huge sum of money.
Japan is a resource-scarce country. Its economy has collapsed since the war was launched, and the treatment of the Japanese military is quite low.
The monthly salary of soldiers is less than ten yen, and domestic prices are soaring. Many soldiers are robbing everywhere, saving some valuable things and sending them home to improve their lives.
As officers of the intelligence department, although these three people are well paid, they are not rich and rich. Only senior officers and generals will not worry about life.
"Japan is the richest and most powerful country in the world. As officers of the emperor, your salary must be very high, but these gold bars have different meanings. They are rewards for your contributions,"
"For the stability and prosperity of the Shanghai stock market, the military police are doing their best, and they need to spend money everywhere. These are nothing, so please don't take it to heart, just accept it!" Chen Mingxiang said.
The first sentence of such shameless words felt awkward at first, but Chen Mingxiang found that it didn't matter if he said it too much. It was just feeding the dog anyway.
"Xinxi, Chen Sang, if you think about the Imperial Army like this, we will give you more opportunities. This list has been strictly reviewed by the Special High School many times. You can contact them to release it as soon as possible. The Imperial Army will not treat you badly.
Yours." Captain Tsukamoto said with a smile.
"But the power to release people lies with Captain Wu. If I come forward, I will arouse his dissatisfaction and I will encounter trouble at the secret service headquarters in the future." Chen Mingxiang said.
"Don't worry, Mr. Shibuya will take charge of the matter. It has nothing to do with you. If this bastard Wu Sibao dares to be rude to you, he will suffer. If it weren't for the fact that he is still useful to the empire, the general will definitely not let him go this time.
Pass him."
Second Lieutenant Shinichi Nakajima said with a sneer, his eyes full of contempt and ridicule.
The three junior Japanese officers had a very enjoyable meal. Each of them had two large yellow croakers, which was about 600 yen when converted into Japanese yen. At the beginning of the war, the Japanese yen and the ocean were almost one to one.
The three of them not only sang Japanese songs, but also danced Japanese dances. Although Wu Chen looked admiring, he was muttering in his heart, isn't this a dance of demons?
"idiot!"
When Shibuya was releasing the prisoners, the head of the detention center was still trying to get the guard captain Wu Sibao to sign, but Shibuya slapped him without saying a word.
This guy didn't even dare to fart, so Zhou Baoming came out smoothly.
"Chen Sang, it's for your sake this time, but if something goes wrong in the future, you will be jointly and severally responsible!" Shibuya handed the person to Chen Mingxiang and said smoothly.
That night, Zhou Baoming held a large banquet for Chen Mingxiang at home.
He naturally understood who was responsible for getting out of a place like No. 76.
Thanks to the fact that my son and Chen Mingxiang are classmates, he has been frightened these days.
The underground party and military commanders detained in the detention center were all beaten to bloody pulps by the spies. Their wounds were rotten and gave off a pungent smell.
Especially those underground party members who refused to surrender or surrender even after being beaten like this. But there are very few military commanders with such backbone.
"Mingxiang, you have a good relationship with Haiwen, and I am also your elder. Some old friends with old connections were also arrested this time. Can you think of a way to fish them out too?"
Zhou Baoming said a little embarrassed.
"Dad, Mingxiang was forced to go into that hellish place. For your sake, he lowered his face and actually went to make deals with the Japanese, treating him to dinner and giving gifts. This is almost turning into a traitor, so don't make things difficult for him.
." Zhou Haiwen said hurriedly.
"Yes, old man, our house will burn incense if you come out. How can you bother Mingxiang about other people's affairs?"
"Didn't the kid say that he's just a translator? He just started working not long ago, so he's lucky to be able to get you out this time."
Mrs. Zhou also said: In this world, you have to clean up the snow in front of your door, and don’t worry about the frost on the tiles of other people’s houses!
You are really doing me a disservice. I am just waiting for someone to come to me. Otherwise, how can I establish relations with the Japanese and how can I make the difference?
Once this thing is done, it will kill three birds with one stone. First, it will make friends with the Japanese to please the two directors. Second, it will make these people hate Wu Sibao to the bone. Third, it will benefit itself.
Chen Mingxiang was not in a hurry. With Shibuya restraining Wu Sibao, it was impossible for those people to be released. Moreover, he knew that those wealthy businessmen would definitely come to visit, and they would visit the Zhou family's door.
I don't know these people. Their family members couldn't find the temple gate with their pig heads, so they had to look for the Zhou family.
"Brother, I'm sorry for you, I don't even know what to say!"
Zhou Haiwen ran to Chen Mingxiang's house late at night, and Lu Kunyu also came.
However, it seems that the junior sister is very reluctant, and she was probably dragged here to be a lobbyist by this guy.
"What did our brother say? Why did he apologize to me when he came in? What's going on?"
Chen Mingxiang, who had just gotten off work, knew that the Zhou family must not be able to withstand the pressure.
"My dad was released. The family members of his old friends in the shopping mall trampled down the threshold of my house. Knowing it was because of you, they begged my dad to come to you."
"The old man can't bear to look like this, so he can only force me to come. I have no choice, so you can help me one more time!" Zhou Haiwen almost cried.
