money player

Chapter 146 Report to the Boss
After smoking a cigar in silence, Xian Yaowen was about to end his contemplation and leave when two beams of light shone on him, followed by the roar of the engine that reached his ears.

Looking up, a jeep was looming, with two beams of lights swinging left and right, and the car was moving crookedly.

Xian Yaowen came from the direction the car came from. He knew that the road was very flat and there were no potholes to avoid. To be able to drive the car like this, the driver was either drunk, or like in movies and TV shows, the driver was choked or someone was around. Fighting for the steering wheel.

He was still thinking about which possibility was more likely. The roar of the car had become clearer, and mixed with the roar was a woman's call. He listened attentively. Some of them were calling for help, and some were calling for help. The voices were not the same. human.

The combination of the three elements of the jeep, the rickety driving, and the cry for help can clearly outline what happened: a drunk American soldier robbed two women on the street and came to the quiet wilderness to discuss hardware softening. engineering.

"Tsk, what a coincidence."

The defeated country has no human rights to speak of. Since it is defeated, the dirty deeds it has done before will naturally be paid back by the victorious country. From Berlin to Tokyo, from the Soviet Union to the United States, the soldiers are like untied donkeys. Women have suffered a lot.

The most ruthless period of that wave has passed, and the little devils have taken the initiative to draw a circle for these American uncles to run wild, but they still can't stop the soldiers who want to have fun or are too short of money to go to such places and rape. It still happened from time to time, Xian Yaowen didn't expect that he would bump into it.

Pulling the cufflinks of his shirt to make his arms more comfortable, Xian Yaowen pretended not to see the jeep and walked up the road with Qi Longque. The soldier in the car was nervous, so he deliberately walked in the direction of the light. , so that the other party can clearly see the two of them. Who knows if they are too far away, the soldiers will use them to practice drunken guns.

It's fine if you get closer. The little Japs don't dare to care about American soldiers at all. Even if they kill people and set fires, the Metropolitan Police Department has no right to arrest people. The soldiers are used to being arrogant, so they won't think that they are committing crimes, let alone kill people and silence them.

Xian Yaowen maliciously speculated that the top brass might have a conniving attitude toward rape. It didn't matter who sowed the seeds. As long as they were born and fed and turned into a labor force, the goal of population growth would be achieved. This was called different roads leading to the same destination.

In the past two days, he has seen many mixed-race children aged four, five, and two or three years old on the street. Judging from the development potential of height, it is possible that the average height of the Oriental people can be raised to 1.55 meters. If he works harder, he can reach 1.55 meters. 1.6 meters is not a problem.

Random thoughts were running through his mind. The man and the jeep had already passed by him. In the blink of an eye, Xian Yaowen glanced at the convertible car. There was a Major Ma Run sitting in the driver's seat, and two female high school students were stacking arhats in the back seat. Their posture was a bit awkward. , his hands and feet were probably restrained.

Seeing that she was a female high school student, Xian Yaowen could only curse inwardly, "You deserve it." She escaped the fate of getting married early and having a baby. She didn't know how to cherish it and ran to Shinjuku at night. This was a clear indication of her discomfort.

crunch.

When the jeep stopped, Major Ma Run turned to Xian Yaowen and shouted: "Hey, Man."

Xian Yaowen turned around and replied: "What's up?"

"Japanese?"

"No." Xian Yaowen raised his hand to show his height, "You should ask me if I am Dutch."

"HOHO." Major Ma Run laughed dryly, then nuzzled at the back seat, "Dutch, I have two girls, do you want to have a game?"

"No, I'm afraid of getting sick. Man, take care of yourself."

"Aha, brother, you are an interesting person." Major Ma Run kicked the door and got out of the jeep, walked up to Xian Yaowen, looked at Xian Yaowen's face, then looked at Qi Longque, and then turned back to look at Xian Yaowen, "You really don't want to play a game?"

"cigar."

Major Ma Run had a gun on his waist, which might cause misunderstandings. Xian Yaowen foresaw it, then reached into the inner pocket of his suit and took out two cigars, handing one to the other party.

Major Ma Run took the cigar and took a look at it, "Juliet?"

"Yeah." Xian Yaowen took out the special long match he ordered from the Imperial Hotel, drew it to Major Ma Run's mouth, lit it for him, lit it for himself, took a sip, and said slowly: "Brother, thank you. You have good intentions, but I am a person of taste and have very high requirements for women, so..."

Saying that, Xian Yaowen shrugged.

Major Ma Run asked: "Rich people?"

"Aren't you the same?" Xian Yaowen pointed to the alliance chief logo on the opponent's military uniform.

The American soldier is also working as an errand for the Alliance President. As long as he wants to make money, there are many ways to do it. The Alliance President has been in Tokyo for five years, and those with a smarter mind should have made a lot of money long ago.

Major Ma Run said with a dark face: "I'm not."

"What a pity." Xian Yaowen spread his hands, "Adam, Adam Hepburn." "Arrowwood Charlotte."

"Arrowwood, I live in the Imperial Hotel. If you have time after three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, you can come to the hotel to meet me. I am writing a book about 'How poor people become rich'. I invite you to be my First trial reader.”

"It's my honor, wait a minute, I'll give you a gift." Charlotte said, turned around and walked to the jeep, picked up a struggling female high school student, raised her hand and slapped her a few times, waiting for the female high school student to become honest. , he untied the restraints on his hands and feet, walked back to Xian Yaowen, and said with an ambiguous smile: "Adam, if you don't want to play, your men can also play. Please play as you like, don't play to death. It will be more troublesome if someone is dead.”

"Okay, I accept your gift." Xian Yaowen pinched the back of the female high school student's neck, pulled it, and then sent it to Qi Longque's arms, "Arrowwood, the moonlight is good today, slow down Enjoy it slowly and see you tomorrow.”

"See you tomorrow."

After leaving a long distance and about to enter the busy road, Xian Yaowen stopped and asked Qi Longque to put the female high school student down. He stepped forward and lifted the female high school student's disheveled hair, looked at her face, and then chuckled: "Yamaguchi Masako Classmate, it is indeed you, I felt a little familiar just now."

Yamaguchi Masako looked up at Xian Yaowen following the sound, and recognized Miura Yuka who she had just met yesterday, tears instantly welling up in her eyes.

Xian Yaowen took out a 1000 yen banknote and looked at Yamaguchi Masako. He couldn't find any pockets where he could put things, so he grabbed one of her hands and patted the banknote into his palm. "There is a saying that the victim is guilty. In theory, if a female high school student appears on the streets of Shinjuku after ten o'clock at night, no matter what happens, no one will sympathize with you, and many people will say that you deserve it. That's what I think.

Today is your lucky day, but I don’t know how long your luck will last. At this time, the first batch of American soldiers returning to camp after their entertainment should have appeared on the road. Take your money and take a taxi home quickly. Goodbye. "

After saying that, Xian Yaowen left directly, ignoring Masako Yamaguchi who called him from behind.

In the past two years, the Japanese government has not been so strict on the marriage of girls of appropriate age. Girls who do not want to get married at the age of thirteen have found workarounds. No more so than in 45 and 46, when only girls from powerful families could attend special schools for girls. To avoid the worry of being forced into marriage, in those two years, being a female high school student meant that she had a good family background.

In the past two years, female high school students have become nothing special. Being promoted from junior high school to high school can only mean that the academic performance is above average, and nothing else can be explained. A female high school student who wanders around the streets of Shinjuku in the middle of the night has no family background or tutoring. How good would it be? The only advantage that Yamaguchi Masako can see is that she has decent looks. Xian Yaowen doesn't want to waste time talking to her.

Entering Kabukicho, after a little search, Xian Yaowen entered a bar where many American soldiers were playing. He said that Mr. Xian would pay for this round, and he quickly became involved with the American soldiers, absorbing useful information for him in the chat.

……

The next day.

Xian Yaowen got up early and read the newspapers for a while. After half past nine, he bought a stack of the day's newspapers at the newsstand, put it under his arm and went to Matsuda Yoshiko's shop.

Sitting by himself at the counter in the corner, Xian Yaowen shouted to Yoshiko Matsuda who was busy preparing ingredients: "Yoshiko, what's for breakfast?"

Yoshiko Matsuda raised her head and said, "Takano-kun, I don't provide breakfast here."

"You can treat lunch as breakfast." Xian Yaowen spread out a newspaper and said nonchalantly: "Anything is fine. I don't eat fish, and I don't want seaweed."

Yoshiko Matsuda asked in surprise: "You don't like fish?"

"No, I'm not picky about food." Xian Yaowen explained: "I saw in the newspaper this morning that a strange phenomenon occurred in Kumamoto. Many cats committed suicide by jumping into the sea. Before they jumped into the sea, their walking had become abnormal and their bodies It was also dancing, which made me think of a possibility."

"what?"

"Methylmercury Poisoning."

"What do you mean?" Matsuda Yoshiko stopped what she was doing and looked at Xian Yaowen with bright eyes.

"Mercury poisoning, when a cat eats food containing mercury for a long time, a large amount of mercury ions accumulate in the body, destroying the central nervous system, and is made a fool. The cat will have epilepsy attacks several times a day, and will also have hallucinations. This is The reason why they commit suicide by jumping into the sea.”

Xian Yaowen raised his head, looked at Yoshiko Matsuda, and chuckled: "I asked someone about it. There is a nitrogen fertilizer factory in Minamata Bay in Kumamoto Prefecture, and a synthetic acetic acid factory that produces vinyl acetate and vinyl chloride. These two things are manufactured Mercury-containing catalysts are used in the process.

I also heard that Minamata Bay is quite rich in seafood. All kinds of marine fish are sent to Tokyo from Kumamoto Prefecture every day. I don’t want to become a fool, so if I don’t plan to eat food from the sea, just make me a dumpling set meal. No need. Rice, thank you. "

"Are you telling the truth?" Yoshiko Matsuda said in disbelief.

"Fake." Xian Yaowen said with a bad smile: "Ms. Matsunaga, do you want to be a heroine of the Yamato nation?"

(End of this chapter)