Traveling through the Republic of China to become a special agent, the system is very easy for me

Wang Tianwang burst into laughter after hearing this.

"Old Chu, you'd better be cautious. The information I got from a third-party channel is absolutely true. The sniper attack took place at the Green Mail Ship Building. This proves that what he said is true and there is no exaggeration. Yuan Ye did shoot Chen Lu at a distance of one thousand meters. This guy is really a rare talent and a treasure of our Shanghai Station."

"It seems I was wrong after all."

Chu Yuntian smiled a little embarrassedly.

"It's not your fault. I was also a little confused at first. After all, it was a little unbelievable. I only believed it after listening to your report.

It seems that we made a mistake of preconceived ideas. Facts have proved that there is nothing that cannot be done, only unexpected things. Lao Chu, we must learn from the lesson. "

"That's right, Station Master."

Chu Yuntian deeply agreed with this. It seemed that empiricism was sometimes incorrect and could lead to wrong judgments.

"Okay, Old Chu, there is one more thing I need to tell you. The Director has issued a telegram to punish the traitors Zhao Ming and Ren Zhiping, the two culprits of the destruction of Nanjing Station. Once the Intelligence Department has grasped their movements, you will arrange for the Operations Department to take action and make sure to strike the target in one go, so that these two traitors will receive the punishment they deserve and set an example for others."

Wang Tianwang said solemnly.

"Yes, the Operations Department has an unshirkable responsibility and will definitely complete the mission of eliminating the traitors."

Chu Yuntian said with confidence.

……

Kawoji Izakaya.

Yuan Ye and Ichiro Ozawa sat cross-legged on the tatami. The table was filled with Japanese food ordered by Ichiro Ozawa himself. Ichiro Ozawa ate with relish, but Yuan Ye was not interested in Japanese food and did not eat much.

Yuan Ye came here just to drink. It was their first time eating together, so it was impossible for him to talk about sensitive topics or to inquire about the Special Higher Section from Ichiro Ozawa. This would make Ichiro Ozawa sensitive or even suspicious, and the wine would taste bad.

Yuan Ye and Ichiro Ozawa talked about their idol Natsume Soseki, from his youth to his death, and then talked about his works. The two were very interested and soon they had finished a bottle of sake.

Ichiro Ozawa was fine and not drunk at all. Yuan Ye thought, this guy seems to have a very high alcohol tolerance, can he handle him? It would be troublesome if Ichiro Ozawa didn't get drunk but he got drunk instead.

This is not a solution. Yuan Ye looked at the dancing geisha in the room and said to Ozawa Ichiro:

"Ozawa-kun, it's boring for two grown men to drink together. How about asking two geishas to drink with us?"

"Okay!"

Ichiro Ozawa said excitedly.

"But if you ask them to drink with you, you have to pay extra."

"It doesn't matter. As long as Xiaoze-kun is happy, what does it matter if I spend some money?"

Yuan Ye smiled.

I thought, as long as I can get Ichiro Ozawa drunk, spending some money wouldn't matter. But I can't make him too drunk, which would make it difficult to carry out the subsequent actions. I still have to know when to stop.

Yuan Ye clapped his hands, stopped the singing and dancing, and said to one of the geishas:

"Go call Mama-san."

"Ok."

The geisha bowed and went out. After a while, the mama-san came and asked with a smile:

"Sir, what are your orders?"

"Mama-san, find me two beautiful geishas who can drink well with us."

After Yuan Ye finished speaking, he took out a hundred yen and handed it to Mama-san.

Mama-san smiled from ear to ear and hurriedly took the money, thinking, what a generous and magnanimous customer.

She kept saying:

"Okay, okay, I'll go call right away and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Ichiro Ozawa, who was standing by, was stunned. It would have cost 40 yen to hire two geishas to drink with him, but this guy charged 100 yen, which was his monthly salary. He couldn't even spend that much on a night in bed. It was good to be rich. Ichiro Ozawa was very envious.

After a while, the mama-san brought two beautiful young geishas who were dressed up in gorgeous clothes into the room.

Mama-san pointed at the geisha and introduced her to Yuan Ye:

"This one is Fujita Keiko, and this one is Yamaguchi Nobuko. They are both young and pretty, and they can drink well. They won't let you down."

Yuan Ye pointed at Ozawa Ichiro and said to the two geishas:

"Eiko, Nobuko, drink with Ozawa-kun. I won't treat you unfairly."

The two had heard from Mama-san that the guests in this house were very generous and magnanimous, so they naturally knew what to do.

Xinzi sat next to Yuan Ye, and Huizi sat next to Ozawa Ichiro. Ozawa Ichiro held Huizi in his arms, and the mama-san smiled and tactfully retreated.

Yuan Ye laughed. This Ozawa Ichiro was too impatient. How long had it been since he last met a woman? Just now he was talking about Natsume Soseki and literature, and he looked so refined and well-spoken. But in the blink of an eye, Yuan Ye didn't recognize him. He was really a man of temperament and didn't know how to be reserved.

Ichiro Ozawa didn't care what Yuan Ye was thinking. He just thought that it would be a waste if he didn't take advantage of the money he spent. As soon as Mama-san left, he hugged Huizi and started to touch her all over.

Huizi smiled and tried to break free a little. What a rude guy, but the customer had spent a lot of money after all, so she had no choice but to obey.

Yuan Ye thought, who says that Japanese geishas only sell their art but not their bodies? As long as you are willing to pay, you can enjoy their services. This professional quality is not an exaggeration. It seems that their future development of the industry still has a deep historical background.

When Ozawa Ichiro had touched her enough, Keiko poured him some wine and toasted him. Ozawa hugged Keiko and drank it all in one gulp.

Xinzi, who was sitting next to Yuan Ye, laughed when she saw what happened just now. She was probably used to it. She thought that the guests around her were a little too unromantic in comparison. Did they not like her?

She leaned close to him, and Yuan Ye smelled the fragrance of a woman's flesh, and he became a little distracted.

Xinzi picked up the wine glass and asked with a smile:

"Sir, what's your surname?"

"My name is Yuan Shikai."

“Are you Chinese?”

Nobuko felt a little puzzled. There were very few Chinese people coming here, so she seldom served Chinese people. However, the Chinese who came here were all very wealthy people and were friends of the Japanese. This Chinese man should also be a rich man.

As long as you have money, it doesn't matter who you serve, and this Chinese person is very polite, unlike the guy opposite who is so rude.

Yuan Ye nodded.

"I am Chinese."

I thought, so what if I’m Chinese.

Nobuko came closer and said more attentively:

"Mr. Shi Kai, I offer you a toast."

Yuan Ye initially thought that this Japanese woman would have a different reaction when she heard that he was Chinese, but he didn't expect her to become even more enthusiastic. He even developed a little fondness for Xinzi.

The customer is God. This is what professionalism is. Please give a bigger tip later.

Yuan Ye hugged Xinzi who had snuggled into his arms and picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

He knew he couldn't drink too much as he had to take action later, so he said to Nobuko:

"I can't drink much, you and Ozawa-kun should drink a few more glasses, take good care of my distinguished guest and make sure he drinks well, otherwise I will be unhappy."