Spy Wars: As long as I'm subtle enough, no one will doubt me

"You have a stubborn disease. I need to use silver needles to slowly treat you."

"I didn't bring any medical equipment today. I'll come and treat you next time." Liu Long said.

"Don't postpone it... You people from Zhongzhou don't know when you will postpone it. Why not do it tomorrow night?"

Rika Nakajima is quite familiar with Nakashuu's rhetoric.

Because today, we can get a glimpse of the whole picture from Liu Long's acupuncture techniques.

Know that Liu Long is a real master of medical skills.

In this way, she would naturally not miss the opportunity to cure her stubborn illness.

"Of course Liu Sang, I won't let your hard work be in vain."

Rika Nakajima stood up, took out her wallet, and held a stack of pounds in her delicate hand. She handed it to Long Yanagi without counting them.

"I'm so embarrassed... How dare I ask for money from you, Lady Madam?" Liu Long said he was embarrassed, but in fact he was not embarrassed at all.

Put the money neatly into your own pocket.

The thickness is at least several hundred pounds, which is really nice...

"Hehehe... Liu Sang, you are a very interesting man!"

Seeing that Liu Long was so snobbish, Nakajima Rika smiled playfully and said seductively: "If there is a chance, I really want to date you."

Liu Long pretended to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "Mr. Nakajima, please stop joking. I have great respect for you. Since you are alright, I won't disturb your rest. What time will I pick you up tomorrow morning?"

"Classes will start tomorrow, so it's better to start early, maybe nine o'clock."

"Hey! I'll take my leave now!"

Rika Nakajima watched as Liu Long, who had the intention but not the courage to steal, quickly walked out of the room and left.

She patted the bed sheet with her jade hand and said with a playful smile: "You, an interesting Zhongzhou man, can't escape from my palm..."

Rika Nakajima didn't talk about work today, so Liu Long didn't try to judge her.

As for the content of the training, people from the National Police Agency will also attend tomorrow, and we should be able to find out then.

Liu Long went downstairs with his bracelet folded, and ran into Chu Weifeng from the Police Department, who was smoking downstairs.

Chu Weifeng tactfully handed over a cigarette and said with a smile, "Liu Ke, why did you take so long up there?"

"Oh, don't mention it." Liu Long lit a cigarette and didn't tell the truth: "Mr. Nakajima was dissatisfied with the poor hygiene of the room and asked me to clean it again. I am the commander of the General Affairs Department without any staff. My life is miserable..."

"Nothing else?" Chu Weifeng asked curiously.

"No more." After being reminded by Fang Dabao, Liu Long still kept an eye on Chu Weifeng: "Okay, I'll leave first if there's nothing else. Thank you brothers for your hard work on duty."

Liu Long patted his butt and left. Chu Weifeng wanted to ask something but didn't.

Sure enough, after Liu Long left, Chu Weifeng went upstairs specially and asked Rika Nakajima if she needed anything. It seemed that Rika Nakajima was in a good mood.

This small telegram was sent to Saburo Yoshida to report the work.

Yoshida Saburo narrowed his eyes and said, "Yo, it seems that Liu-san understands people's hearts very well and serves Lord Nakajima very well. I can rest assured now."

"Hi! Actually, our work in the police department is also very hard..." Chu Weifeng did not forget to mention the contribution of his police department.

"This is your job responsibility! Protect carefully. If anything goes wrong, you will be held responsible! Baka!"

Saburo Yoshida hung up the phone.

Chu Weifeng was disappointed and thought to himself, what's so magical about Liu Long that he has only been here for a few days and yet Deputy Director Yoshida looks at him differently?

He smiled bitterly and hung up the phone.

Liu Long returned to the Soviet building where he rented.

It's already nine o'clock in the evening.

I saw that a part of the door panel was still open, and a dim light bulb was on inside.

Hearing the voices inside, Liu Long didn't rush in, but listened for a while.

Liu Yaqin was wearing shorts and a short jacket, and was grinding tofu around the mill.

There seemed to be a matchmaker aunt sitting on a chair next to her, chattering with Liu Yaqin: "Yaqin, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but Zhao Shichang is actually quite good in every aspect. He said he was willing to spend money to marry you in a sedan chair... and you're still a widow. Think about it, he's a translator for the Imperial Army, and he's on the emperor's payroll."

"When you get married, you won't have to work so hard grinding tofu and selling it..."

"Aunt Wang, that bastard Zhao Shichang paid you to be my matchmaker, right?"

Liu Yaqin picked up a torn towel, wiped the sweat off her neck, glared at her willow-shaped eyebrows, and spat on the ground: "Bah! I, Liu Yaqin, need a man, anyone is fine, but a dog traitor is not allowed!"

Liu Yaqin's eyes turned red and she wiped away her tears: "You know how my husband died. Ten years ago, we were married for three days and he received an order to go to the battlefield. He was a soldier of the National Army and died fighting the Japanese! How could I marry a devil who killed my husband?!"

"Make it clear to that bastard Zhao Shichang. If he dares to come again, I will smash my head against this millstone and die!"

Liu Yaqin said fiercely while sweeping the beans on the millstone with a broom, tears on her pretty face.

"This..." The matchmaker was speechless, sighed, chatted for a while and left.

Liu Longxin thought, no wonder Liu Yaqin was attracted by the fact that he was from the Japanese puppet police department when she rented the house.

Just show disgust.

It turned out that her husband was a member of the National Army and died fighting the Japanese.

No wonder his superior Wu Lihua said that Liu Yaqin was very pitiful and renting this house was a way of taking care of her.

Three days after the marriage, the man went to the battlefield and never came back...

Although they were in different camps, they were both fighting the Japanese.

A real man.

Liu Yaqin can also be considered a martyr's widow.

Liu Long thought about it, drove to a nearby foreign store that was still open, and bought some things.

He walked in again with his hands behind his back.

Liu Yaqin sat on the chair with a dazed look in her eyes, staring at the millstone in a daze, probably still thinking about her man.

Liu Long smiled and said, "Are you still busy?"

Liu Yaqin quickly stood up, wiped her tears, and forced a smile, "I'm done. I'm going to clean up and go to bed. Section Chief Liu just got off work? Have you eaten yet? Can I make you a bowl of noodles?"

"No, I worked overtime today and I've already eaten at the office."

Liu Long smiled and stretched out his hand from behind, handing something to Liu Yaqin: "I... I just passed by a foreign company. I thought your previous pair had holes in it, and socks, like ties, are a woman's appearance, so I bought you a new pair."

Liu Yaqin looked at the newly packaged stockings in Liu Long's hand and blushed: "How can I be so embarrassed... I want you to buy socks too?"

"Hey, it's just something that comes naturally." Liu Long smiled and said, "It's getting late, so I'll go back and rest?"

"Okay, Chief Liu, thank you." Liu Yaqin looked at Liu Long's back and shouted.

"Come on, save me a bowl of hot tofu pudding tomorrow morning!"

Liu Longtou didn't turn back, but walked up the wooden stairs and waved his hand.

Liu Yaqin fumbled with the stockings in her hand and blushed. This Section Chief Liu was very considerate. She lived frugally. Her old stockings were worn out after being washed and worn many times. She was reluctant to buy new ones this summer...