Half an hour later, Tokyo Policetown.

"Vice Chief Yoshida, Chief Hashimoto will let you go." A police officer on duty pushed open the door and walked into Yoshida's office.

"I'll go over here." Yoshida quickly stood up.

When Yoshida walked into the office of Chief Hashimoto, the silver-haired Chief Hashimoto was standing in front of the office window, overlooking the scenery of the entire Chuo Ward of Tokyo - although the office building of Inspector Town is only four floors, it is limited to the height of the Imperial Palace, and most of the other private houses do not exceed two floors.

"What's the matter, just say it." Hashimoto didn't look back.

"Hashimoto-san, I've got in touch with Momiji." Yoshida looked at Hashimoto's straight back and replied respectfully.

"Oh?"

Hashimoto looked back at Yoshida, the hooked nose and figure-of-eight eyebrows on his rectangular face gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

The current chief of the Tokyo Police Town, Nitaro Hashimoto, is 58 years old and comes from the Imperial Army, he started as a small police officer and worked his way up to the top officer in charge of the entire Tokyo police secret service.

"Yes, I saw Momiji, just half an hour before you came back." Yoshida emphasized again.

"Where is he now?" Chief Hashimoto was clearly interested in Momiji.

"When I go back, he says he will contact you if you need to." Yoshida replied with a slight apprehension.

"Hehe," Hashimoto smiled, his head full of silver threads trembling slightly as he spoke, "what do you mean, he doesn't want to see me?" ”

This red leaf, at best, is just a young man, and he dares to refuse himself, the chief of police in the imperial capital who has reached the rank of major general, which seems a bit unreasonable, or, is this the consistent style of those freaks in the military department?

"I don't dare to say that, but Hongye-kun is obviously an extremely strong-willed person." Yoshida expressed his opinion euphemistically.

"Then he still doesn't want to see me," Hashimoto touched his chin thoughtfully, "That's right, his work has nothing to do with us, and it's normal that he doesn't want to meet people in China." ”

"Yes," Yoshida nodded, too, "this kind of special situation that is on a mission should not come into contact with anyone who has nothing to do with his mission. ”

"But I've been told that this person might be beneficial to the work we're doing." Hashimoto frowned.

"What about it?" Yoshida suddenly became alert.

"Yes, our 'spy training center'," Chief Hashimoto nodded, "The resources of the school building are easy to say, the key is the teachers and students, in fact, the students are also easy to manage, there are so many universities and junior college students in the empire, it is not difficult to select some suitable people, it just takes some time!" The difficulty is the teacher - there are not many special people with rich experience in modern intelligence, and even if there are, most of them are performing tasks in various places. You know, the empire is expanding, and from Europe to the United States and even the South Seas, there is quite a gap in intelligence personnel. ”

"Yes, that's exactly why we set up the 'Spy Training Center'." Yoshida sighed.

"Because there are not enough talents, it is necessary to cultivate talents, but precisely because of the lack of talents, the talents who cultivate talents are even more insufficient, which seems to have become a chicken-and-egg and egg-and-chicken problem." Hashimoto couldn't help but laugh.

"So, I'd better contact this Momiji?" Yoshida asked tentatively.

He had already understood what Mr. Hashimoto meant - there are not many teachers who can have the time to cultivate special talents, and this 'Momiji' is exactly the right person - there is no better teacher than a teacher who can teach part-time while carrying out tasks!

"Let's get in touch!" Hashimoto was satisfied with Yoshida's ability to understand, "A large number of intelligence talents, not only the military needs, but also our police department, you see, how many foreigners are in Tokyo now?" I think among these people, there are probably quite a few red elements sent by Soviet Russia! ”

"Hey! Subordinates understand! Yoshida hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Since the imperial capital was moved from Kyoto to Osaka, there have been more and more foreigners living in Tokyo, and it is conservatively estimated that there are more than 100,000 people. Needless to say, even those foreigners from Eastern Europe, I am afraid that many of them are affected by Red Doctrine, which is a mortal threat to the imperial power!

"The empire can coexist with the capitalists, but it must not coexist with the communists, and the different choices between the British Empire and France should already speak for themselves!" Mr. Hashimoto's eyes narrowed, and he pointed out the seriousness of the problem.

"Hey, if you teach your subordinates, your subordinates will always keep it in mind! The subordinates will contact Momiji and arrange a suitable time! Yoshida's face was full of seriousness.

"Wait," Hashimoto stopped Yoshida from going out, "Since Momiji-kun is not keen on this matter, we shouldn't be too anxious, after all, he and we are not the same system. ”

After a pause, Chief Hashimoto suddenly showed a "mysterious" smile on his face, and he opened his mouth to be "fluent" in Chinese:

"That's it, Momiji-kun has just returned to China, and he must have missed the mountains and rivers of his hometown! You, find an opportunity, personally send him to Hokkaido, let him relive his childhood - happy life! Remember, be sure to ask for warmth, take care of everything, feel at home, and have fun! ”

Yoshida was embarrassed for a while, and the last few idioms of Chief Hashimoto sounded really strange, but Yoshida knew that Chief Hashimoto had been making up Chinese recently, of course, he was embarrassed to say anything, and quickly praised a few words against his will, and walked out of the room quickly.

..........

"Zhou Sang, are you back? That person didn't have a hard time for you just now, right? You haven't been back for so long, I thought you were lost?! ”

At the school gate, Kasuga Emiko was anxiously waiting outside, and when she saw Geng Chaozhong getting out of the car, she hurriedly greeted him.

"No, this chief ....... me Very kind......" Geng Chaozhong smiled helplessly.

"Kindness?"

Kasuga looked at Geng Chaozhong suspiciously, seeing that his hair was a little messy, and his face seemed to be a little pale, and he didn't look safe and sound—she knew that many Chinese students who came to Japan had been criticized by the Ministry of Civil Affairs and Household Registration Management.

"Yes, it's very kind," Geng Chaozhong nodded emphatically, "Miss Kasuga, thank you for your concern for me, it's really Zhou's honor to have a friend like you, by the way, between us, we are friends now, right?" ”

Anyway, look at Kasuga's eyes with apprehension and anticipation.

"Of course we're friends," Hasuga's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, "in Chinese, we hit it off at first sight!" ”

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