Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 302 Misunderstanding
Eating is a very private matter for Fujiwara Masato, so when he eats, he asks everyone, including Oda Rie, to go out, and he eats while opening the mini-map.

A long time ago, Fujiwara Masato also liked to look at his mobile phone while eating. He still likes it now, but he only looks at the small map instead of the mobile phone.

He would randomly patrol the small map of Asia, see the prefixes of Mossad and Israel supporters, then write down their names and addresses and send them to the poker members closest to them.

It was a nice distraction, and every time Fujiwara Masato thought about the squid that had died because of his actions, he could eat one more piece of meat and swallow one more mouthful of rice.

During the meal, Fujiwara Masato found another Israeli supporter in Seoul, South Korea. According to the character's diary, he is a journalist who is paid to write a diary for Israel... Well, he is really the conscience of South Korea.

Put him on the death list, and let the Korean poker members arrange a car accident to send him to see God.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Masato took out a note and wrote down the reporter's name and home address.

"Dong dong dong..."

Fujiwara Masato put down his chopsticks, looked up at the door of the box, and heard the sound. It was Oda Rie knocking on the door.

"Boss, I'm sorry to disturb you during your meal, but there's a woman who claims to be the head of MI6 in Japan who wants to see you. After careful consideration, I'm forced to disturb you."

Japanese subordinates are so troublesome when speaking. She forced a lot of honorifics into the four words "someone is looking for you", making the sentence long and boring. This was the result after Fujiwara Masato said it several times.

MI6, the head of intelligence?
Fujiwara Masato was stunned for a moment. He opened his character log in the system and took a look, then opened the small map. The prefix "MI6 Elite Agent" outside the box was still very conspicuous.

So, this is an offline scam?
Wow, I didn't expect that there would be such a daring liar who would deceive me, and he was an elite national agent.

Fujiwara Masato looked at the small map again, confirmed that the liar was a neutral unit, and thought about it.

Let her in. Fujiwara Masato was a little curious. What was this liar planning to do to him? What was he trying to use to deceive him? Was he trying to steal his money, information, or something else?

Of course, just to be on the safe side, Fujiwara Masato clapped his hands, and the hidden back door in the box was pushed open. Several fully armed bodyguards carrying explosion-proof shields walked in and stood in front of him.

In addition, Rie Oda outside also asked the female bodyguard who controlled the scammer to take the latter downstairs to take a shower and change clothes, to prevent the British agent from bringing in some invisible deadly bacteria or toxins with his body.

Don't underestimate the assassination capabilities of European troublemaker agents. Fujiwara Masato, who is already a big shot, knows too well how advanced modern assassination methods are.

If you meet an agent without being fully prepared, you are playing with your life.

As for why Fujiwara Masato wanted to meet the MI6 agent scammer, it was mainly because curiosity killed the cat.

After some trouble, the British agent who requested to meet with Fujiwara Masato was finally brought in by Oda Rie.

"Introduce yourself, ma'am."

Fujiwara Masato is quite polite to strangers he meets for the first time, especially when the girl in front of him has big wavy blonde hair that conforms to oriental aesthetics, he becomes even more polite.

"You may call me Mavis, sir."

Fujiwara Masato glanced at the small map. Well, this name is not her real name, but it is understandable. How can a woman who is an agent use her real name?

Mavis, who had learned some knowledge, was very upright, with her hands on her belly, and answered seriously like a lady. She was now wearing a yellow low-cut long skirt, which was empty inside. Therefore, a thin silk skirt did not block Fujiwara Masato's sight. When he looked up and down, he could easily see the two bulges of the clothes and a faint hazy white light.

Oh, the scenery is nice. Even though he had just entered the sage time not long ago, Fujiwara Masato clenched his fist to show respect.

This is exactly what Mavis intended. She looks like a fisherwoman, but acts like a saint. The extreme contrast created can arouse men's indecent thoughts.

It’s a pity that although Fujiwara Masato’s fist is a bit hard, his brain is clear now and he has not entered the state of “big head son and small head father”.

"Ms. Mavis, you said you are the head of Japanese intelligence for MI6? But as far as I know, your immediate boss took a group of field agents to hide in the building next door not long ago. I don't know what they want to do...

Well, look at the time, they are already in heaven. If you came to see me to save them, then you are too late. "

"So, I am the head of intelligence. Although not yet, the headquarters will send me the appointment soon."

Mavis acknowledged her artistic treatment of language without batting an eyelid, and as she spoke, she walked forward.

When Oda Rie reached out to stop her, Mavis pulled over a stool and sat down, crossing her legs so that Fujiwara Masato, who was not far away, could see her beauty more clearly.

"So, what's your problem?"

"I want to get your investment. To do this, I have some very important information to give you."

Masato Fujiwara did not appreciate the scenery that Mavis deliberately exposed. He was thinking about the latter's purpose but could not come up with a specific one.

This is the problem of the darkest place under the lamp. Fujiwara Masato knows that there is a group of agents in the Red J Hotel, from the United States, France, Britain, and even Japan.

It’s just that these agents are all neutral units, and the poker organization can spend money to buy intelligence from them. No matter whether the intelligence is half true or half false, as long as they can pay to buy the information, these neutral units are valuable.

Fujiwara Masato never thought about cleaning out these agents.

There is no need to worry about hostile agents, as the hotel security personnel will make them disappear secretly as soon as they turn red.

Therefore, Fujiwara Masato never thought that it was the cleaning work of the MI6 team by the cleaning team that scared Mavis so much that she risked her life to come and see him.

Maybe he will think it through afterwards, but right now, Fujiwara Masato can't think of it.

"explain."

Fujiwara Masato gave the order in a concise manner.

Under the cold eyes of nearly ten armed bodyguards in the box, Mavis was also a little nervous. She felt that if her answer was wrong, the former would shoot her in the next second.

"Mossad has sent a very powerful operations director to Tokyo. He has successfully persuaded a Tokyo city councilor, who should send you an invitation letter in the near future and wants to meet with you...

I know the name and face of this operations director, and I can work with you."

(End of this chapter)