Spy Wars: Red Shopkeeper

Chapter 46 Return
As soon as I went out, a bunch of people started talking.

"Tell me, among the problems we raised, how many can he solve?"

"He can't solve any of them. Didn't you hear what he said? The mayor only gave him three days. With his connections, he's asking for money from higher-ups. How can he get it?"

"That's true. Then wouldn't my happiness be in vain? I was hoping for a big shot to come and give the department two more cars. Going to prisons is killing me."

The entire judicial department has only two cars, one is used by the director, and the other one is used by them in rotation. With so many section chiefs waiting in line, it would take them, the deputy section chiefs, eight hundred years to get a turn.

"Stop talking!" the General Affairs Section Chief scolded a group of deputy section chiefs. "In public, the new deputy director has arrived. Keep your mouths shut and don't get yourself into trouble. It's okay to say he's the secretary-general's son. You should know your place."

Speaking of the Secretary General, the eyes of a group of deputy section chiefs lit up and they immediately started discussing again, but this time they met in a different place, in groups of two or three, each based on their connections, in a small office.

Anyway, there is nothing to do in the Judicial Department right now.

In the conference room.

There are only two people, Gu Yansheng and Liu Xiaolou.

What Gu Yansheng is considering now is how to pull Lu Bowen and He Yun out of the quagmire of being followed.

When No. 67's tracking will end is not determined by his subjective will.

In order to change this passive situation, he can use the power structure in his hands. From the current complicated things, he can find something that can be connected with Lu Bowen and others, and whitewash their identities.

An opportunity is needed.

Gu Yansheng thought for a moment, then looked at Lou Xiaolou and said directly, "My standard for secretaries is to be strict with their words and careful with their work. If I tell you something, I won't allow it, no matter if it's from Corey or anyone else. Even if the mayor asks, you can't say anything. Can you do that?"

Liu Xiaolou thought about it and said with an embarrassed smile, "That's a bit stressful. I can't tell you even if the mayor really asks, right? Then if someone really asks in the future, what should I say to him?"

A cautious, tentative expression.

Gu Yansheng had a blank expression on his face. "How to answer is something you need to consider. It depends on the situation. If you feel you can't do it, or if you feel pressured, I can help you change your position."

"I can do it, I can definitely do it." Liu Xiaolou straightened his back and turned serious in an instant.

"Very good. Paper and pen. Prepare to record the contents. Regarding judicial reform measures."

Gu Yansheng leaned back, put his hands together on the table, and began to narrate.

On the other side, the airport.

Wu Sibao was down-to-earth and full of joy, he was finally back!

The whole way, he was worried about whether the $5000 from Gu Yansheng had arrived in his account, which made him unable to eat or sleep well.

It's not that he was afraid that Gu Yansheng would default on his debt, but that he didn't trust Li Shiqun's wife.

This woman came to Shanghai with Li Shiqun and was responsible for managing the finances of No. 67. She was very good at calculating accounts. If 5000 yuan fell into her hands, who knows how much of it would be squandered. This was also the reason why he was reluctant to leave before he set off, and was even scolded by Li Shiqun for this.

Judging from Li Shiqun's reaction, he was a little embarrassed.

"Director Ding, please."

Wu Sibao asked a tightly wrapped man standing beside him to get in the car, and the car drove directly to No. 67 Daxi Road.

"Brother, I'm back."

"Hahahaha, Director Ding, you are still so energetic after not seeing you for many days." Li Shiqun had been waiting at the door for a while. He ignored Wu Sibao and directly shook hands with Ding Mocun.

Ding Mocun was able to hold a key position as director in the National Government’s Ministry of Military and Political Affairs despite being relatively young, at only 36 years old.

Ding Mocun was naturally an expert at using this kind of empty words: "Shiqun, I've come here to seek refuge this time, so I'm going to rely on you to take care of me."

"Director Ding, what you said is true. Since you're here, of course you're taking care of me. Why do you need my help? I said in the telegram, as long as you come, I will be your pawn. Let's work together for the future. Please."

"please."

"Director Ding, please don't mind that we haven't arranged an airport pick-up this time. It's mainly for confidentiality reasons.

Our plan in Kunming this time was very successful. When you disappeared in Kunming, the Military Control Commission people didn't react quickly enough and couldn't tell that you had come to Shanghai.

Then the information in your hands can be said to be worth a fortune.

What the Japanese lack most now is this kind of substantive intelligence. I am sure that if you make this move, you will become a guest of honor among the Japanese.

Later, I will take you to Hongkou to report. Although I didn't give you a chance to greet me, the Japanese will definitely hold a celebration banquet for you. From now on, I will have to rely on you for support."

"No, I'm here now. We're just brothers, so why are we talking about you and me? It's just us."

"Yes, let's, hahahaha, the banquet is ready, let's eat here and talk." Seeing how happy they were chatting, Wu Sibao waited for a long time before finding a free moment, and immediately interrupted and asked, "Brother, did I do a good job on this job?"

"Great! According to the report from my informant in Kunming, the Military Control Commission has just found out that the person is missing. It will take at least ten days or half a month for them to know that the person has arrived in Shanghai. Sibao, you did a great job this time." Li Shiqun also praised him generously.

"Hey, brother, my money." Wu Sibao rubbed his hands. "Has it arrived yet? Where is it?"

Speaking of this, the atmosphere at the table is not so wonderful.

Li Shiqun put down his wine glass and tried to think of his words, but did not speak immediately.

Wu Sibao's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to get this money.”

Li Shiqun sighed and told him about the incident where Hase Inchuan sent someone to warn him.

The money issue was fine, but the main difficulty was that Wu Sibao had to apologize. Li Shiqun felt that this was too difficult to say.

"what?!"

Wu Sibao was furious when he heard this. He immediately slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Li Shiqun, "If you don't give me money, I still have to apologize to that jerk?"

I originally thought that I would be rewarded for my achievements when I returned to Shanghai this time, but who knew that the cooked duck would actually fly away.

"It's not an apology, it's an apology with compensation. The consulate staff made it very clear: it's both an apology and a compensation."

"Why the hell?" Wu Sibao's fury shot up his forehead. "I worked for the Japanese, traveled all the way to Kunming, braved wind and rain, racked my brains to send Director Ding to Shanghai. I've made such a great contribution, and now I have to apologize to others? Is this how you do things?"

"Enough, stop shouting! Don't you know that walls have ears?" Li Shiqun glanced in the direction of the next door. Although the Japanese gave them power, they also sent people to keep an eye on them.

At No. 67, there were always two military police from the Japanese Military Police Headquarters present, both to facilitate their activities and to provide surveillance.

"You can scold me all you want, I won't take this humiliation!" Wu Sibao yelled towards the next door. He was a gangster, and if his head fell off, he would have a scar as big as a bowl. He was afraid of being a coward, and he couldn't survive in Shanghai long ago.

"Go ahead and curse, louder." Li Shiqun simply stood up and opened the door. "Go ahead, keep cursing! I was thinking of taking advantage of your contribution to pick someone up this time and mentioning it to you when we go to Hongkou. I'll also save you the apology. But if you keep cursing and the Japanese find out, your contribution won't be merit, it will be hard work!"

Well, Wu Sibao was so humiliated that he sat down dejectedly. "No need to apologize, but what about my 5000 yuan?"

"Don't even think about the money."

Li Shiqun came back and closed the door. "The consulate sent someone to warn us. Can't you see? They have a strong backing.

And I'm telling you, don't even think about resorting to any underhanded tactics. He's now the deputy director of the new government's judicial department. His rank is higher than those of you and me who work illegally for the Military Police Headquarters."

As Wu Sibao listened, he started laughing out of anger and simply started drinking alone.

Seeing that they had finished arguing, Ding Mocun asked curiously, "Who is this person you are talking about?"

Li Shiqun recounted what had happened, even the car theft. They were all from the Party and the country, so how could the family members not know what their subordinates had done?
Stealing a car is not a morally corrupt thing at all.

After hearing Li Shiqun's suggestion, Ding Mocun said to Wu Sibao:

"Brother Sibao, this matter really needs to end here. Our department is currently colluding with Japan's intelligence agency, the Military Police Headquarters, and the Gu Yansheng you mentioned is backed by the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Consulate. These are two different departments.

As far as I know, this kind of inter-departmental infighting is very common in Japan. It's better to hit someone in the face than to hit them in the face. They said so, but you still insist on giving them a hard time. The people in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs really don't give the Military Police Headquarters face."

"Yeah, who do you think you are? How much face can you have in front of the Japanese?" Li Shiqun added.

"Oh, oh, oh, it's my bad luck."

Seeing Wu Sibao's angry look, Li Shiqun raised his glass and smiled: "Brother Ding, drink, don't listen to his complaints, let's take the current path well, and what we deserve will naturally come to us.

Lieutenant Colonel Qingqi has already told me that once you, Brother Ding, arrive, he will report to the military and establish a special intelligence agency, with you as the sole lead. Do you think that with this department, we will still be short of money?"

"Haha, you're right, cheers."

"cheers."

After drinking a lot of wine, Li Shiqun accompanied Ding Mocun to Hongkou by car.

Wu Sibao didn't go and continued to drink alone. The more he drank, the more depressed and annoyed he became.

Damn it, it’s all that damn Ding Moqun’s fault. If it weren’t for this crappy trip, I would have gotten the money long ago.

I don’t want to drink anymore. What a crappy wine! I’m going to go talk to Gu Yansheng!
What a good person he used to be.

He keeps calling me brother, how could this guy become like this?

(End of this chapter)