Spy Wars: Return of the Red Luan

Chapter 111: Deceiving Toshishiro Obata

It turns out that Naotada Togo was the youngest son of Heihachiro Togo. He was a bit rebellious and didn't want to join the army or the navy. He had a special liking for Iga ninjutsu and traveled around the world as a ronin all day long. As a result, he died in the Republic of China under unclear circumstances!
How can a person wander around the world without getting stabbed?

Marshal Togo stated that members of the Marine Corps began investigating the day after Togo Naotada's death.

The investigation has yielded two conclusions so far. The first is the gun. Togo Naotada was shot in close combat, using a specially made Colt 1911A1 cartridge. Two thousand of these pistols were ordered from the manufacturer by the Shanghai Police Department in 1926 (the first year of the Showa era). Investigating the whereabouts of these pistols is difficult, given the sheer quantity. However, there are very few specially made cartridges, and there is no record of their ordering. Therefore, the investigation into the source of the cartridges has been discontinued.

Second, the sword. Naotada Togo was ostensibly a ronin, but in reality, an Iga ninja. His ninjutsu and swordsmanship had reached at least the chunin level. However, according to current investigations, there were few powerful martial arts masters in Shanghai at the time, so almost no one could have surpassed chunin swordsmanship and successfully completed a close-range pistol shot to the heart!
The creed of the ninja is to escape first. If you can't win, you can run. As long as Dongxiang wants to run, there is no way he can't escape. And the key is that his ninja sword was inexplicably found in the cell of the English Police Station.

Based on the circumstances at the time, investigators contacted almost everyone present to reconstruct the scene and confirmed that the knife could not have been brought in by Aoki Takashi and Fujiwara Mio.

"Aoki, this is Shibayama Masao, my nephew, and we're from the same hometown. I'm replacing the Marine Corps Commander with him, and he'll go to the Republic of China to work with you. You two should get closer."

"Understood, Your Excellency Marshal!"

"Shibayama-kun, welcome to Shanghai."

"Aoki-kun, please give me some advice!"

Please give me some advice. How dare I give you any advice? You are the commander of the Marine Corps and the nephew of Marshal Togo. I sent you to secretly investigate the cause of Togo Naotada's death.

"Marshal Togo, this is the samurai sword of Senior Naotada, which Aoki has always carried with him." Chen Jiehua was thinking that he might not be able to keep the sword, so he might as well take the initiative and give it to you.

As a result, Togo Heihachiro closed his eyes and pondered for a while while holding the knife, then looked at the scabbard carefully, pulled out the knife and looked carefully at the blade and edge, but found no signs of damage, so he put the knife back into the scabbard and handed it to Chen Jiehua.

Chen Jiehua looked at Marshal Togo and said, "This is the book that the Matsukata family lent to Naotada. Please return it to Duke Matsukata when you have time."

Chen Jiehua thought that many people knew about his swordsmanship, so it was impossible to hide it. It would not be out of place to hold a knife. Fortunately, he did not use the knife to cut him at that time, so he did not have any knife wounds on his body. It was just that the Colt in the space could no longer be used.

Suddenly, Chen Jiehua felt that he seemed to have missed something. He was dazed for a moment, but he couldn't remember what he had missed.

After coming out of the Navy Department, Chen Jiehua prepared to walk slowly back to the Army General Staff Headquarters, thinking about the next direction along the way.

The Navy Department is also crazy. When they were in a hurry to find me, they sent a special car to block me. After the job was done, they didn't even bother to send me off. They put people in front of them and then ignored them after they were done. What kind of style is this?

The current basic situation is that in Shanghai, the Aoki Pharmacy network has basically been handed over to Zhao Shiyu and Obata Kazuki. The trap has been set, and Lao Zhao has also been informed. Anyway, I will turn a blind eye. I don't care about this little profit.

The intelligence network of the Aoki Agency is under the charge of Fujiwara Mio and Higuchi Keishirou. Higuchi has also planted the seeds, and the rest depends on Mio and the organization.

Personnel selection and dispatch, as well as coordination with headquarters, have always been the responsibility of Yasuo Karakawa and Shuichi Miyazaki, and the hook for corruption has been laid for them. What else? Shanghai, there's no need to rush back. I can learn more about history in Japan, and the Fujiwara family has a lot of books. And I can also familiarize myself with the topography of Tokyo and Kyoto.

Now I have a head full of medical knowledge that is of no use. I am not familiar with history and geography. I don’t know the relationship between the Japanese army and navy, and my knowledge of the relationship between Japan and Red Russia, and the relationship between Japan and Britain and the United States is only superficial. I must learn as soon as possible.

After thinking this through, Chen Jiehua quickened his pace and had to go to the Army General Staff Headquarters to find Miyazaki and others to arrange the work.

At the entrance of the General Staff Headquarters, Chen Jiehua was inevitably surrounded by a group of young non-commissioned officers. He could only break away from this group of fanatical non-commissioned officers in the traditional Japanese way and enter the building to find his two classmates.

"You two bastards, how unkind of you to not even accompany me to the cabinet!"

"Haha, Aoki-kun! You're already a celebrity in the empire and the pride of the army. We all saw what happened at the door just now."

"I've been taught a lesson by Duke Fujiwara. I need to keep a low profile for the time being, so I can't go back for the time being. Once you've arranged your affairs, you can go to Shanghai. You don't have to wait for me."

"You can decide on the money and personnel arrangements yourself." Chen Jiehua's words were different from his inner thoughts. What he was thinking was, "I'm going to set you up again."

After communicating with the two classmates, Chen Jiehua continued to walk inside and went to the operations room to find Obata and Okamura. These two uncles needed to be comforted. They must have some ideas about what happened last time when little Kato was dragged away for no apparent reason.

When they arrived at the war room, Obata Toshishiro was the only one there. The other two were not there. "Uncle Obata, you are the only one here. Where is Uncle Okamura?"

"Hey, our Shimazu God of War is finally back!" Chen Jiehua heard a sour taste in his voice.

"Uncle Obata, it's Aoki's fault. I've caused trouble for both uncles. I was really dizzy yesterday. I was probably confused by anger."

"General Kato dragged you out. Where did you go after that?"

"We first went to General Uehara's house. General Kato and General Uehara were childhood friends of Aoki's grandfather, so out of love for him, they took Aoki to Fushimi Palace and got drunk at Prince Hirokuni's house. How rude!"

Show off your muscles, obviously show off your muscles.

Obata narrowed his eyes and grasped the key point. The two old generals were his grandfather's childhood friends! They got drunk at Prince Bogong's house!
"Uncle Obata, are you researching tactics against the Red Russians? Oh, I escaped from the Red Russians before, so I know a little bit about their intelligence!"

Chen Jiehua has a good eye. He saw the materials being sorted out on Obata Toshishiro's desk, the "Manual for Combat against the Soviet Union". Damn, he wanted to guide the Japanese Army to attack the Red Russia, but was worried about not finding a point of entry. It was like someone gave him a pillow when he was sleepy!
"Really? Mr. Aoki also studies the Red Russian army? Tell me about it!" When talking about the Red Russians, Obata Toshishiro's mouth was like a little frog with a wound spring, croaking non-stop. This is my specialty.

This is a rare opportunity, and I'm sorry, you northern bears, I'm going to cheat you.

(End of this chapter)