Chapter 993 General, light my cigarette
Chapter 993 General, light my cigarette
"Dabu Bank? Is there such a bank in Tianjin? What does it have to do with this incident?"
Okamura was silent for a moment. "Lin-san, it's not convenient to talk about these things over the phone. Can you come to Peking tonight?"
"no problem."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Ze asked Niu Saner to prepare the car and check Dabu Bank.
While the car was being prepared, Niu Saner had figured it out.
"It's a very small bank, so it's not within our monitoring scope. Dabu Bank was established in the island city four years ago and is also a Japanese-owned bank. Last year, the bank set up a branch in Tianjin. The background of its shareholders is not clear at the moment."
Lin Ze sighed, "No need to check, this bank must be opened by Okamura's white gloves. Damn it, this old guy, it's not enough for me to manage his assets, he even plays tricks. Now he's being targeted!"
Niu Saner prepared three cars and the group drove to Peking overnight.
It was already dawn when we arrived in Peking.
Lin Ze, who had taken a nap in the car, looked energetic, but Niu Saner was still alive after all, and he looked very tired.
"Niu San'er, go back to the house and have some sleep. We have to rush back in the afternoon."
Niu Saner wanted to refuse, but Lin Ze waved his hand and said, "I'm going to the headquarters. You won't be able to help much. There's still a lot of work to do later. It's important to get enough rest. Go ahead."
When he arrived at the headquarters, Okamura had obviously not slept all night. His eyes were red and the ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts. The whole room looked like a bacon room.
Lin Ze opened the window to let in some fresh air and poured himself a cup of tea. "General, what is going on? Is this Dabu Bank related to you?"
Okamura sighed, "Lin-san, this matter......"
After thinking for a while, Okamura said in a low voice, "It's not that I don't trust you. It's just that before I became rich, my family was very poor. Now that I'm an official, I have to take care of my family. This Dabu Bank was opened by my people. As you know, most of my assets are managed by you, but I still have some spare money and I don't know what to do with it. So I simply remitted it back to my home country through this bank to buy some land and assets. I thought I was doing it secretly, but I didn't expect..."
Lin Ze's voice was emotionless. "So, they wanted to make this case a big deal and attract public opinion from both the government and the opposition. The Kwantung Army, the Jinling authorities, and the Tojo eunuchs worked together to kill them. It's our responsibility."
Okamura was a little excited, "But you have handled the evidence perfectly!"
"General! There is no perfect evidence. We are holding the people of Mantetsu responsible. Is that evidence really that perfect?"
At this point, Lin Ze said solemnly: "What's more, they just want to argue. Once they get more attention, they will take out what they have, the account of your remittance, the assets you purchased..."
There is no need to say what happened next. The emperor might even issue an edict to reprimand Okamura, and then he would resign in disgrace.
Okamura no longer had the calm and composed look he used to have. His face was pale, without a trace of blood.
He really regretted why he had to make preparations for both scenarios and why he had to send money home.
Just leave it to Lin Sang!
"Mr. Lin! Is there any room for improvement?"
Okay, okay, now you know to call me Lin Jun!
Lin Ze stood up with a grim expression, "General, no matter what, I will take full responsibility for this matter. I said, even if the worst-case scenario happens, I can send you to America. I will transfer all your assets that can be transferred. As for me..."
In this situation, even if Okamura was a villain, he couldn't help but be moved.
"Lin Jun, I..."
"I did have contact with the Americans, but don't worry, General. I was only doing this to leave a way out for your assets. I had no other ulterior motives."
Okamura: He was still explaining to me at that time, he really did, I cried to death!
"Okay, General, as the saying goes, the first to strike is the strongest, the last to strike will suffer. I'll use your phone."
Okamura directly brought the phone over and said, "Mr. Lin, please use it."
He just held the phone, and Lin Ze picked it up and called Beiyuan.
"Kitahara-kun, it's me. I'm in the Admiral's office right now. There's something extremely urgent going on. Listen carefully, there can't be any mistakes!"
Kitahara Ransuke was originally wondering why his brother Lin ran to Peking without saying a word. After hearing what he said next, his hair stood on end.
"Listen to me, Tokyo and Jinling are trying to harm the Admiral. Whether things can turn around depends entirely on you and me working together. There's a izakaya north of Lishunde, and there's an officer from Jinling living there. Go raid it and take him away. Remember, you must not cause any chaos. You must arrest him quietly. After you catch him, do everything you can to interrogate him and make him sign a confession. Record his confession at the same time. The content of the confession is that Jinling sent people to blow up the train in order to frame Admiral Okamura, and they sent Doi Yucheng to cover up the truth!"
Beiyuan digested the thought for a minute, then replied solemnly, "Yes! Your Excellency, please rest assured, I will spare no effort in this matter!"
Kitahara Ransuke is very determined. Damn it, he just became the Minister of Special Intelligence not long ago and he still wants to create a bright future with Lin Jun. He finally won Okamura's trust, but you guys actually want to bring Okamura down.
It's not Okamura you want to bring down, it's my, Kitahara Ransuke's, future!
After hanging up the phone, Lin Ze commanded: "General, paper and pen!"
Okamura was like a complete greenhorn, hurriedly looking for paper and pen, and Lin Ze started writing quickly.
Twenty minutes later, Lin Ze handed some papers to Okamura.
"General, you have extensive connections in Tokyo. You should have acquaintances in several major newspapers, right?"
Okamura nodded hurriedly.
"Send it. Have them send it out tomorrow. Send it out to Asahi, Yomiuri Shimbun, whatever they can."
Only then did Okamura lower his head to read the article.
I was stunned after reading the whole article. The article roughly means this: The famous businessman Miyamoto felt that the North China Front Army had to fight hard, so he donated a batch of money and supplies. The officers and soldiers of the Front Army unanimously believed that although they had worked hard, it was far less than those who died or were injured. Therefore, they petitioned to remit this money and supplies to the country and purchase real estate. The funds generated by the annual operation of the real estate will be injected into a foundation specifically for post-war relief.
I'm a genius!
"Lin Jun, don't worry, this article will definitely be published in the newspaper tomorrow. I will let them publish it in all the newspapers that can be published. Lin Jun, is this all right?"
Lin Ze took out a cigarette box, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
Okamura came over and lit it.
"General, this is just the beginning."
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P.S. Dear readers, the Double Holidays are approaching. I will be visiting relatives and friends tomorrow, so I will take a day off and make up for it during the holidays. Happy holidays to everyone!
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