Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 811: Do you have any roast duck? Bring one

At the same time, in a teahouse on the street not far from Qingfenglou, a man in an old cotton robe was drinking tea with a plate of melon seeds.

It was getting late, but the frustrated people were reluctant to go home.

They may be rickshaw drivers, or craftsmen waiting to be worked for others.

I haven’t earned enough money for tomorrow’s coal and food, and I don’t know how to face my family when I go back, or maybe I just don’t have any family and have to sleep alone on a cold kang.

This inconspicuous teahouse became their safe haven. At least there was a small clay stove that was not burning very well, emitting a faint warmth.

They sat guarding a pot of tea from morning to night, until the tea was filled with water so much that the color could no longer be seen.

The waiter did not urge them to leave. Since they came to drink tea, they were guests and there was no reason to chase them away.

In comparison, the man in the old cotton robe also ordered a plate of melon seeds, which made him a big customer.

The waiter was lazy and kept looking over there to see if the customer needed a refill of water.

After a while, the door curtain was lifted, and a man in shorts walked in. He was not tall, and although his clothes were not decent, it could be seen from his expression that he did not seem to be the same kind of person as the tea drinkers in the room who were sitting in a daze with their sleeves in their sleeves.

The young man was very familiar with the arrogance that could not be concealed in his expression.

Why would such a person come to a place like this to drink tea?

"Sir, please come in and have a cup of tea."

The short man looked around and walked straight to the table of the man in the old cotton robe.

The blue bricks on the ground were already uneven, and the short man tripped over them, a hint of anger flashing across his eyes.

The young waiter felt a little embarrassed - business was bad, and the old manager was sick and needed medicine all day, so how could he have any money left to clean up the teahouse.

The man in the old cotton robe spoke, "Bring another pot of Qimen and a plate of sunflower seeds."

The boy was very happy and hurried to make tea and pick melon seeds.

When the short man sat down, the four legs of the bench were a little uneven, or maybe the ground was uneven to begin with, so it was a little shaky to sit on.

He snorted a little cold air from his nose, "Mr. Pei is very good at playing tricks on people. After so many days, I finally see you. Oh, maybe you are not the real Mr. Pei. Excuse me, how long will this trick last?"

The man called Mr. Pei was not angry and continued to eat melon seeds. When the waiter came to serve tea, he smiled gently, which made the waiter feel a little flattered.

"Mr. Yoshimaru doesn't seem to have much patience. People in our line of work cannot be impatient. If you get impatient, your life will be in danger."

Yoshimaru Yusuke sneered, "Pei Junshan! You are not impatient, why did you reveal your flaws? If it weren't for Lieutenant General Matsuzaki stopping you, you would have been arrested long ago. I don't have time to talk to you about these confusing things. If you can't prove your worth, then I won't talk to you any more."

Pei Junshan shook his head. "How many years has it been? You have been arresting people here and there, but Beiping Station is like weeds. Once you burn one crop, another grows. Do you know why? Because you can't catch Mao Wanli. Mao Wanli has supporters at the headquarters. Even if you arrest the people below, the Military Control Commission will send him another batch. This man is very cautious. Even I have never seen him. But this time he has arranged an operation, and we will have a chance."

Yoshimaru Yusuke whispered, "What action?"

Pei Junshan spread his hands: "I don't know."

"Baga! Are you kidding me!?"

Pei Junshan frowned and said, "Mr. Jiwan, don't talk nonsense. Don't you understand? This operation is a good opportunity for me to contact Mao Wanli. He only has a single line of contact with a man named Yin Deming, and this time Yin Deming found me again and asked me to keep an eye on this street for ten consecutive days to see if there is anything unusual. So when they take action, I will know what they want to do. As long as I can continue to contact Yin Deming, I will have a chance to find Mao Wanli's whereabouts."

Yoshimaru Yusuke said coldly: "I hope you won't disappoint Lieutenant General Matsuzaki."

"I hope you won't break your promise. I'm doing something that is unworthy of our ancestors, so I have to pay a price that is unworthy of our ancestors. You have to ensure my safety. After the matter is done, I will go to Hong Kong City. We will not interfere with each other."

"Don't worry about that. I'll prepare the money and boat tickets for you. OK, contact me if you need anything."

Yoshimaru Yusuke left the teahouse.

For safety reasons, he didn't drive. As he was walking along the street, two cars suddenly drove up in front of him.

When Yoshimaru Yusuke saw the license plate, he quickly lowered his head.

Damn it, what are those guys from the General Staff doing here!

Suddenly, he remembered what Pei Junshan had just said. Could it be that the target of this mission at Beiping Station was them...

Yoshimaru Yusuke hurriedly left here to report to Matsuzaki.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, should we send people to surround that place? Several officers from the General Staff have gone there. I'm afraid..."

Matsuzaki said disdainfully: "What are you afraid of?"

“If anything happens to these people…”

"It's not our people who got into trouble. The people from the General Staff violated discipline and drove out in a swagger. It's all in vain if they died. Didn't Pei Junshan say that only if their operation was successful could he get closer to Mao Wanli? Next time you see Pei Junshan, tell him that he doesn't have to escape. If he can really help me get rid of Mao Wanli, I can give him a high position."

"Hayi!"

At Qingfeng Building, after several officers from the General Staff arrived, the atmosphere in the box quickly became heated.

The birthday man was a lieutenant colonel, who must be in his forties or fifties. He should have the highest status among these people, and everyone was flattering him while chatting with him.

The reason why Saito was eager to interact with others was, of course, that he had something in mind. His business now had expanded to the scope of buying and selling official positions. Of course, he could not buy or sell high-ranking officials, and he mainly dealt with transfers.

Not all Japanese soldiers want to fight. Among those whose families have some background, who would want their children to go to the front line?

It would be best to work in a rear-line agency like the headquarters.

This is the business that Saito does. Through officers from powerful departments such as the General Staff, he completes the transfer of low-level junior officers and even ordinary soldiers under his jurisdiction. The fees are very high, but there is no shortage of customers.

During the dinner, Saito toasted frequently and made witty remarks, which made everyone laugh.

At this time, the door of the box was opened, and the young master took the tray from a waiter and served the dishes himself.

Saito doesn't really like Japanese food anymore. He likes things like roast duck. When he saw the young master come in, he asked, "Do you have any roast duck? Bring me one!"

The young master repeatedly said yes, and after leaving, he pulled the young man over and said, "Go, get some money from the counter, and go to Bian Yi Fang to buy it! Remember, run there and tell the shopkeeper that there is a lady who wants to eat, and ask him to hurry up. If he is late, you will have his head cut off!"

The young man showed a look of delight, wow, there is such a good thing!