Wakamatsu was a spy, a novice, highly trained but inexperienced - of course, it was almost impossible for ordinary people to see this, and they would only see Wakamatsu as a Japanese ronin who wandered the streets all day, but a veteran like Messerschmitt could easily find the flaws. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Luckily, Messerschmitt didn't pay special attention to such a rookie - there were enough spy elites for him to worry about. Wartime ...... On the eve of the outbreak of war, espionage activities will become extremely frequent, spies from belligerent countries, spies from neutral countries, and even spies from large conglomerates, as long as a location is important enough, they will definitely be seen, and Zhanjiang happens to be an important location.

The U.S. Navy's Far East Fleet is here, and there is a mercenary army of 14,000 men, and as a concession it is very suitable for espionage, so many factors are enough to attract flies. The only surprise was that there were a bit of flies.

In one day, Messerschmitt discovered nearly thirty spies, including two former colleagues and three German spies with whom he had a little dealing, compared to whom a Japanese rookie could not even cast a blind eye.

However, even if he was an experienced spy, it was impossible for Messerschmitt to guess the task of an unfamiliar foreign counterpart. Contrary to his imagination, Wakamatsu did not appear in Zhanjiang to listen to military intelligence, he had been operating in the area for four months, tasked with finding an opportunity to destroy the factories or warehouses of the United Textile Technology Company.

This was a task given to him by Hitoshi Kuroshima, and one that Wakamatsu was willing to carry out - his father used to run a small textile factory, but unfortunately the small business closed down because Duncan blocked the cotton trade. Naojun Wakamatsu wants to avenge his father before he can be loyal to his country.

But he couldn't find a chance. Mercenaries guarded United Textile Technologies' factories and warehouses, and the police watched like watchdogs for any strangers who tried to approach them - easily recognizable, those who could not speak Cantonese and those who did not speak fluently.

Naojun Wakamatsu simply couldn't carry out his mission. Yes, he can speak Chinese, but that is the official dialect of the north, and the Japanese spy agency has not yet opened a Cantonese training course, which is a flaw that needs to be improved.

Naojun Wakamatsu had raised the issue in his report to Hitoshi Kuroshima and clarified its gravity, but it did nothing to help his mission.

He was still only able to move around as a Japanese ronin, looking for an opportunity that most likely would never come up until a hand rested lightly on his shoulder.

"Wakamatsu-kun."

The voice was familiar, so familiar that as soon as Naojun Wakamatsu heard the voice, his legs began to tremble slightly. "Instructor Black Vine!" The rookie spy struggled to keep his voice quiet, while trying not to recall the harrowing circumstances of his training—if there was anything in the world that scared Wakamatsu, his kendo instructor, Kiyonori Kuroto, was certainly one of them. But now, with the instructor behind him and his hands on his shoulders, the poor rookie hardly knew what to say...... Or say nothing.

But Kiyonori Kuroto knew what he should say. "Captain Kuroshima wants to see you."

"I see." The rookie mechanic replied.

Kuroto Kiyoki laughed mockingly. "I'll take you to the Black Island Authority."

"Yes."

Before Naojun's words fell, Kiyoki Kuroto was already dragging him forward. Of course, no one on the street turned their attention to them, and no one paid attention to them - just two Japanese ronin, and that's it. Although Japanese people are still rare in the Canton Bay area, in a place where there are many whites and blacks, no one will take the occasional few radish heads for granted.

"That's why I don't like Guangzhou Bay. Here, the citizens of the Japanese Empire were not given the attention they deserved! Kuroshima indignantly waved a clenched fist at two of his men.

"Your Excellency, one day, this mistake will be corrected." Kuroto Kiyoshi solemnly assured.

Naosumi Wakamatsu glanced at him—the rookie spy regained a little courage after seeing Hitoshi Kuroshima—he didn't think the Kendo instructor's assurances meant anything at all, but in front of the head of the secret service, and mentioning what His Excellency wanted to do, he could only shout in agreement.

"Yes, eventually, this mistake will be corrected - I will correct it, will." Kuroshima was emotional, but he had to keep his voice down and maintain a dignified posture, which made his voice sound rather comical.

"Your Excellency?" Not only Wakamatsu Naojun, but Kuroto Kiyonori was also surprised: In the past, His Excellency the head of the agency had never behaved like he did now, and the situation was a little abnormal.

Kuroshima Ren also realized this, he took a few deep breaths, quickly regained his composure, and then explained to the two subordinates: "I got the information, Qin Lang will soon arrive at Guangzhou Bay. ”

"Qin Lang ......"

"He's coming to Guangzhou Bay?"

Wakamatsu Naojun glanced at his kendo instructor again, and was surprised by his reaction - the rookie spy did not understand the contradictions between Kuroshima Ren and Qin Lang and Yi Shui, nor did he know about the series of failed activities carried out by Japanese spies on the West Coast of the United States, and of course, he did not know that a senior spy had mysteriously disappeared during the operation - these were all classified. However, there was one thing he should know, Qin Lang was the boss of Umbrella and one of the bosses behind United Textile Technology.

But Naojun Wakamatsu just doesn't know.

"Who is Qin Lang?"

"Bastard! You don't even know that Qin Lang is the boss of the umbrella company, and you don't know that he is one of the behind-the-scenes bosses of United Textile Technology Company? "Kuroshima's anger burned again." Naojun Wakamatsu, what exactly are you doing in Guangzhou Bay? ”

The rookie spy panicked, not knowing whether to defend himself or apologize to Kuroshima Ren, and finally had to habitually bend his waist at ninety degrees and bow to the director.

Hitoshi Kuroshima was not happy with the reaction. "Answer my question, Naojun Wakamatsu!"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency."

"Answer me!"

"Look for an opportunity to destroy a factory or warehouse at United Textile Technologies, Your Excellency." Yes, it's the kind of thing he's been doing, and he's been working hard, but he's never been able to find a chance.

However, Kuroshima Ren never got angry because of this question, he knew that this was normal, cunning businessmen like Qin Lang and Yi Shui would definitely protect their industry well, and if a novice like Naojun Wakamatsu could easily find an opportunity, it must be their trap.

Kuroshima didn't care that Naojun Wakamatsu hadn't been able to complete the task, but what he couldn't accept was that this stupid boy would be so stupid that he only had that task left in his head and was indifferent to more important things.

"Bastard, Naojun Wakamatsu, you're a spy, not an arsonist!" The head of the secret service flew into a rage, grabbed the rookie spy by the collar and straightened his body, and snarled at him four times. "Your most important mission is to gather valuable information, not to think about setting fires all day long!"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency." Naojun Wakamatsu only knows how to do two things now: apologize; Bow at ninety degrees. But now Kuroshima Ren is still holding him by the collar, so he can only apologize.

"If an apology had worked, there wouldn't have been so many tragedies in the world." Kuroshima Ren "snorted" and refused to accept the apology, but it had no effect.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency."

...... now, it's Kuroshima's turn to not know what to say - as much as he wants to strangle the rookie in front of him, he can't actually do that. There were still very few spies in the hands of the Kuroshima agency, and because the operation he planned on the west coast of the United States cost the Japanese spy agency a huge price, all the other departments refused to transfer their subordinate spies to him; In such a difficult time, even if it is a waste, Ren Kuroshima must let him play his role.

So in the end, verbal warnings replace more logical direct actions. "This time, I will forgive you for your mistakes, but if there is a next time, Wakamatsu Junjun, you know what to do."

"I understand, Your Excellency, there will never be a next time." Naojun Wakamatsu hurriedly guaranteed to arrive.

"I hope you remember." With another "hum", Kuroshima Ren let go of the rookie spy's collar, took a few deep breaths, regained his composure again, and then said, "Fortunately, I rushed here this time, otherwise...... Let's talk about the key point first, from now on, all the previous plans will be canceled, and everyone will switch to Qin Lang's surveillance and intelligence gathering activities. ”

"All?" Kuroto Kiyoki looked at Naojun Wakamatsu, who had not yet returned to normal, and then at Ren Kuroshima, "It's just three people?" ”

"Others will be coming."

Kurotto Kiyogui nodded, and then asked, "But, Your Excellency, if we all keep an eye on Qin Lang, who is responsible for monitoring the Mi Fleet?" This is an order from His Excellency the Prime Minister himself......"

"The Mi fleet is handed over to other agencies to be responsible, and the Heidao agency is only responsible for collecting Qin Lang's relevant intelligence." In essence, there is no difference between Hitoshi Kuroshima and Naojun Wakamatsu, except that as a veteran spy and head of the secret service, he still has some judgment. "And Qin Lang's coming to Guangzhou Bay this time must be related to the United States' attempt on the Philippines. The 14,000 soldiers he assembled here may be the army unit of the United States to attack the Philippines. ”

"So?" Playing dumb is a clever tactic to make your boss happy when necessary, and Kiyonori Kuroto knows this and always does it well.

Just as he had hoped, Kuroshima laughed. "As long as we keep an eye on Qin Lang, grasp his activities, and don't let him out of our sight, we will definitely be able to find out the exact time when the Mi people will attack the Philippines -- it is much easier than keeping an eye on the fleet that may not be in the port for three or four days."

"I see." The gun kendo instructor pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and then complimented: "Your Excellency is worthy of being the best spy in the empire......"

An untimely voice suddenly interjected. "If Qin Lang stays in the base of the umbrella company all day after arriving in Guangzhou Bay, or stays on the US warship, what should we do?"

"Idiot." Kurotto Kiyoki cursed in his stomach.

"Stupid!" Kuroshima Ren had a straight face and sternly reprimanded the fool-like rookie, "Qin Lang is a businessman, and he has many customers and friends here, so he will definitely attend various banquets and balls, get closer to these people, and talk about a little business by the way." ”

"But, Your Excellency, it is also not easy to blend in with the social evenings of Westerners." Naojun Wakamatsu was still looking for the flaws in the plan, not paying any attention to the warning eyes of the gunkendo instructor and the increasingly ugly face of His Excellency the Chief.

"Bastard!" Kuroshima Ren glared angrily at the hateful rookie, "I am the first secretary of the Imperial Japanese Embassy in the Qing Dynasty and the heir of the Kuroshima family, do you think I can't enter the Westerners' social party?" ”

"Of course not, Your Excellency." Naojun Wakamatsu finally realized his mistake and hurriedly explained, "I'm just worried about us ordinary spies ......"

"Figure it out for yourself!"

The rookie spy was frightened by the roar of the agency director, and bowed ninety degrees again. "I see, Your Excellency, I'm sorry......"

Kuroshima suddenly felt a little pain in his head - he began to regret why he had chosen a stupid guy who liked to apologize to enter the Kuroshima agency in the first place, it was obviously a mistake and there was no way to correct it.

Now, all he can do is let the rookie leave as soon as possible, but before that, he has to remind him to note: "Guangzhou Bay is already a gathering place for spies from all over the world, be careful not to expose yourself ......"

As he said this, Messerschmitt was sitting down in front of a panicked-looking white man. "Hi George, we're meeting again." (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )