Spy Wars: I signed in at the Military Police at the beginning

"Things are not that complicated. They won't trouble my uncle." After Zhou Ke hung up the phone, he chatted with the two for a while.

Soon, the phone on the table rang. After Zhou Ke picked up the phone and answered it, the person on the other end said that the matter had been settled and asked Zhou Ke if there was anything else he needed help with.

After Zhou Ke politely declined, the other party asked about Zhou Ke's recent situation and invited him to transfer to the navy. Zhou Ke again politely declined and hung up the phone.

"Matsuda-kun, what's going on?"

Mao Li Hiromoto and Yokoyama Isamu focused their attention on Zhou Ke. Unlike Zhou Ke, they did not have a wealthy family. If they did not handle this matter well, it would definitely affect their future financial prospects.

"It's settled, Mr. Maori. Tell your cousin to be more careful in the future and not to go near the smuggling ship unless necessary, otherwise he will not be caught! Do you understand what I mean?" Zhou Ke explained.

"Don't worry, Matsuda-kun. My cousin was tricked this time. He will definitely learn from this lesson in the future!"

Mao Li Hiromoto breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought that since the navy was involved, it would be a very troublesome and difficult matter, but he did not expect that Zhou Ke could solve it with just one phone call.

"Mr. Matsuda, if you can't make it in the army and want to join the navy, please take me with you! I heard that their food is very good!" Yokoyama Isamu stared at Zhou Ke with an expectant expression and said sincerely.

Although Mao Li Hiromoto did surprise him for a moment just now, compared with Zhou Ke's operation, it was obvious who was the king.

"dong dong"

"Sir, you have a telegram from home!" A communications soldier came in and handed a telegram to Zhou Ke.

The telegram was sent by Konosuke Watanabe, and its content stated that after going through the complicated process, Yokoyama Isamu's seasoning was submitted and received unanimous praise from the Navy Department and the Army Department, and was evaluated by both sides as the most economical and affordable seasoning!

In particular, after research and discussion, the Army Department believed that the emergence of this seasoning invented by Isamu Yokoyama could greatly reduce the logistics expenses of the troops.

And the most important thing is that Zhou Ke’s seasoning factory has won a large number of orders from the Ministry of the Army and the Ministry of the Navy before it was fully put into production!

"Mr. Matsuda, what makes you so happy?" Yokoyama Isamu and others asked curiously as they looked at Zhou Ke, who was so happy.

"Yokoyama-kun, you are going to be rich!"

Zhou Ke handed the telegram to Yokoyama Isamu. After reading it, the latter thought about the profit sharing that Zhou Ke had agreed upon with him before, and suddenly felt that he was not so envious of Zhou Ke and Mori Hiromoto's noble birth.

"Mr. Yokoyama, it's only three months at most. You'd better wear a bulletproof vest when you go out." Mao Li Hiromoto reminded him earnestly.

The navy may be better, but the army may have human flesh soldiers in the near future.

The seasoning is supplied in unlimited quantities every day within the Matsuda Military Police Regiment, and it has only been less than a month since everyone rushed to eat it with rice, but now it is only used as a condiment.

Mao Li Hiromoto couldn't imagine whether the ordinary soldiers would go crazy after the Army Department used this thing to replace part of the food share.

"Hongyuan, your reminder is not unreasonable. Now that I have money, I will rebuild a better bulletproof car." Yokoyama Isamu nodded in agreement.

Although seasonings can enrich the taste of food, they cannot be eaten as dishes. I don’t know if the bigwigs in the Army Department were crazy to come up with such a crooked idea.

"Mr. Yokoyama, you have to speed up the development of new flavors, so that we can at least survive for a while!" Zhou Ke said with a smile. If one flavor can last for a month, Yokoyama Yong can still live happily until the end of next year.

"Let's go eat. This is a good opportunity for you to try the new flavor I developed."

........

In the cafeteria, Zhou Ke, who was eating rice mixed with Yokoyama curry-flavored seasoning and drinking Yokoyama miso soup, opened the sign-in system again.

During this period, Tongzi gave him a lot of things, ranging from lipsticks and cosmetics to airplanes and cannons. It was a pity that something as useful as hydrogen sulfide, which could be used right now, never appeared again.

'Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning a box of Hengshan brand seasonings of various flavors! (Container)'

"Fuck..." When Zhou Ke heard the name of the thing, he almost spit out the food he had just eaten.

This system is playing tricks on me! He is the manufacturer of Hengshan brand seasoning, how much of this stuff do you want? How can you get this stuff just by signing in?

"Matsuda-kun, even if the new flavor is delicious, you should eat slowly and drink the miso soup with the new seasoning!"

While Yokoyama Isamu was speaking, he enthusiastically added the masala-flavored seasoning that he had not yet officially announced into Zhou Ke's miso soup.

"Mr. Yokoyama, I... thank you!" Although Zhou Ke was a little annoyed, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that there was nothing wrong with the system doing this.

After all, he has influenced history. At present, Wang Shouyi is still opening a Chinese restaurant in Paris. Hengshan brand seasoning is about to be popular throughout the Sakura ruling circle, so it is normal to be selected by the system.

"I..... ugh."

Zhou Ke took a sip of the soup handed to him by Yokoyama Isamu, and for a moment his whole body seemed to be wearing a mask of pain. Mao Li Hiromoto, who had just experienced this in advance, couldn't help but lower his head while trying to hold back his laughter.

"Mr. Matsuda, is the taste authentic? This is a masala-flavored seasoning that I just developed not long ago!" Yokoyama Isamu asked with an expectant expression.

"It's absolutely authentic! But I have to say, Mr. Yokoyama, don't add this stuff to other flavors of miso soup in the future. It tastes a bit weird!" Zhou Ke complained.

It's not like he had never eaten Indian food in his previous life. He remembered eating it in an Indian restaurant when he went to Bincheng. At that time, he felt that the taste of the masala was actually okay, and it was definitely not as strange as the one made by Yokoyama Yong.

"Hehe, Matsuda-kun, I'm sorry, I guess I accidentally spilled too much just now!" Yokoyama Isamu said with an awkward smile.

He decided to arrange for the canteen to make a new flavor of miso soup tomorrow, and the people in the officers' mess, in particular, must write him a detailed review.

After coming out of the cafeteria and saying goodbye to Yokoyama Isamu and the other man, Zhou Ke went straight back to the luxurious suite next to his office to rest, intending to take a short nap to relieve his fatigue.

But not long after he lay down, just as he was dreaming about signing in and taking the Homelander strengthening liquid and was about to swallow it, there was a hurried knock on the door of the suite.

"Number three, I knew it was you!" Zhou Ke opened the door and let Number three in.

"Master, we received an urgent telegram from Shancheng, asking us to find out the current information of these two people as soon as possible!" No. 3 said as he handed a slightly yellowed photo to Zhou Ke.

Above is a photo of two people, a man and a woman. The man in the photo who looks very well-dressed is none other than Jin Xichen, whom Zhou Ke killed not long ago!