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Chapter 581 Are you teaching me to do things?

a few days later.

At the Japanese Consulate in Shanghai, three staff members of the intelligence department were chatting quietly in the office, and a bald man asked mysteriously, "Minister Iwai is going to organize a shooting competition, have you heard?"

"I heard it. It is said that the minister thinks that we have worked hard and let everyone relax. Your Excellency the Consul will also go to watch the game." Another person said the gossip he just received.

"Nani, Your Excellency the Consul will go."

The bald head was excited. It seemed that not only was he going to this competition, but he also had to work hard to get a good ranking. It didn't matter if he had a good relationship with his boss. He mainly wanted to cultivate his sentiments.

"Hehe, what you two are talking about is not the latest information. I heard from someone in the special high school that Mr. Hase personally offered 10000 yen as a prize for the competition." The last person revealed in a low voice.

10000 yen!
The two people on the opposite side looked at each other, and ran towards the gun room at the same time. Guns are different from guns. New calibrated guns must be much more accurate than old guns, so you have to strike first.

Watching his colleague run away, the man finally thought of the rifle in his dormitory, and smiled contemptuously: "アホ (dumb), it's too late to borrow a gun now, I've decided on the prize money for this competition."

Compared with the expectations of the consulate staff for the game, Ikuta Takashi was in a very bad mood. He walked around the office with his hands behind his back, cursing Iwai and Hase Ryosuke.

"Baga, what a wild duck game, despicable, knowing that I'm not good at shooting, but still organizing such an event, these two bastards must want to see me make a fool of myself in front of everyone."

He made up his own brain, and unexpectedly guessed part of the facts correctly by mistake. Faced with this situation, Ikuta Takashi felt that he could not sit still, and had to take the initiative to fight back.

The question is how to fight back.

Mr. Zuo thought about it, and also realized the importance of good or bad weapons, so he decided to go to the gun room. If he could find a well-maintained gun, the grades would at least not be too bad.

Takashi Ikuta straightened his messy hair, went out and walked towards the destination, but just halfway there, he saw a long queue in the corridor, and many consulate staff were queuing up.

How is this going.

He felt that something was wrong, so he quickened his pace and went straight to the gun room, and then stared at the crowd at the door of the gun room, wondering why there were so many people.

The news of the competition has just been released, and it is not even confirmed. Why are they so enthusiastic? Isn't it afraid that it is a rumor?

"Get out of the way."

Thinking of this, Takashi Ikuta pushed the others away arbitrarily, opened the iron door and walked directly into the gun room, found the person in charge Ono, who was sweating all over his face, and said something with a bad face.

"Immediately find an unused rifle, calibrate it and send it to my office. If there is something wrong with the rifle during the competition, even if you are from Tongwen Academy, I will not let you off lightly."

After hearing these words, Ono wished he could find a Taisho Type [-] light machine gun and beat this guy into a hornet's nest. Is there anyone who begs for help like that? The son-in-law of the Matsumoto family can't bully people like this, right?

He still tidied himself up, he was the consul, Minister Iwai and Section Chief Hase’s junior at the same school, a waste who has been delayed for so long in the appointment of a deputy minister, how could he have the courage to speak such big words.

So he chuckled slightly: "Sorry, Mr. Ikuta, the weapons in the consulate are all retired from the army. If you want a new gun, you can only go to the Marine Corps to have a look. There may be some there."

"Baga! Crack! Crack!"

Ikuta Takashi was irritated by the other party's casual tone, and immediately slapped him twice. Ono's cheeks were red and swollen, and the surrounding Japanese spies couldn't help frowning.

This person is too domineering, everyone is using old guns, why do you want a new gun, shooting competitions are just a pastime, what's the point of doing this, just declare you the champion.

But the matter has nothing to do with oneself, and no one wants to offend the Matsumoto family with all-hands-on-hands and eyes.

"You all go back to me."

Over there, Takashi Ikuta yelled at the crowd, unreasonable and ignorant are two different things, the consulate is not in the military, beating colleagues in front of so many people, it doesn't sound good to spread the word.

The spies chose Congxin and receded like a tide. The gun room and the outside became extremely quiet. Ono's face was red and white, the red was from anger, and the white was from fright.

It is too dangerous to meet a boss who is shameless and has a background. Even if the other party beats him to death, he may not need to bear any responsibility. Who will let someone above him.

On the other side, Takashi Ikuta vented his anger a bit, walked to the side of the gun cabinet with a cold snort, opened the cabinet door and looked for it, but it turned out that there were indeed some used junk inside.

This was embarrassing, it turned out that Ono was not lying, he glanced a little bit unwillingly, and suddenly stopped at a corner of the cabinet, where there was a long object wrapped in oil paper.

Ikuta Takashi's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand to take the thing in his hand, tore off the oil paper on the outside, and a [-]-type rifle that was probably new appeared in front of him, with a black barrel shining with cold light.

Holding the gun high, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Ono viciously: "Damn bastard, what else do you have to say, why hide a good gun, do you want to use it yourself during the game?"

"Ah, no."

Ono's swollen face immediately showed a trace of panic, and he shook his head quickly: "I borrowed this from the army for Section Chief Hase, and put it in the gun room for maintenance, you must not take it away.

If he knew about this, he would definitely trouble me, please, I will steal it tomorrow, and I will find you a brand new rifle, calibrated and sent to your office. "

what?
Is it Hase Ryosuke's gun?
That's great.

Ikuta Takashi almost laughed out loud, Amaterasu really opened his eyes, if it was someone else's gun, he might think about it, but he had to take that bastard's gun.

The next second he raised his neck, and said in a neutral tone: "No need, the weapon is the property of the empire, not someone else's. Since Section Chief Zhang Gu is not here now, let me use it first."

After finishing this sentence, seeing what Ono wanted to say, Ikuta Takashi said with a gloomy expression: "You are afraid that the other party will make trouble for you, so you are not afraid of me making trouble for you. Be smart, otherwise."

After uttering a harsh word, he held the gun and was about to leave. If he didn't leave now, he would wait. I heard that Zhang Gu was very skilled. If this person got wind and blocked himself in the gun room, he would suffer.

Seeing that he was about to leave in a hurry, Ono over there stopped the road and begged, "Mr. Ikuta, you want to take this gun. I can't stop you, but according to Minister Iwai's order, you must sign."

"signature?"

Takashi Ikuta was a little puzzled. The Ministry of Intelligence, including the consulate, was very strict about the management of intelligence, while other aspects were so-so. For example, to get a gun, you only need to register in the gun room, and you don't need to sign.

"Yes."

Ono bent down and said in a very sincere tone: "The "Regulations on Firearms Management in Embassies and Consulates" issued by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs stipulates that everyone must sign when receiving weapons, and Minister Iwai is no exception."

"Okay, give me the autograph book."

Hearing the last sentence, Takashi Ikuta answered impatiently, signed his name on the notebook handed over by Ono with both hands, and then walked out of the gun room swaggeringly.

Looking at the back of this person going away, Ono, who was slapped twice, touched his cheeks, his eyes were full of resentment, but when he saw the autograph book in his hand, the expression on his face gradually became vivid.

After waiting patiently for a few minutes, he closed the door without hesitation, and trotted to Ryosuke Hase's office with the nomination certificate. Things went as expected, and Takaki Ikuta really fell for it.

Such a big fool still wants to fight with Section Chief Hase. It's just a dream. If someone sells him and counts the money, he is talking about this person, so it's easy to choose which side to stand in.

After a few minutes.

Ono stood respectfully in front of a luxurious desk, reported what happened before in detail, then gently placed the autograph book on the table, and asked for instructions.

"Section Chief Hase, this is the situation. According to your instructions, I told you that the gun belonged to you, and Takashi Ikuta took it away immediately. Would you like to come forward and warn him to make it look real?"

While listening to Ono's narration, Hase Ryosuke flipped through the autograph book with a pen to prevent fingerprints from being left, and soon found the flailing name. After thinking about it, he asked coldly.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

"Oh, no, it's not."

Ono was so frightened by these words that he bent his waist 180 degrees and almost hit his head on his knee. This shows how important it is to have a good body if you want to work in a Japanese institution.

"Oh, get up."

Ryosuke Hase's face relaxed, he took a sip from the teacup, and said lightly: "It's fine to warn him, I know Takashi Ikuta slapped you twice for no reason, it's normal for you to be angry.

But you shouldn't try to use me. I will avenge this revenge for you and make sure you are satisfied. Okay, go back to the gun room and continue working. If there is any new situation, let me know in time. I will not treat you badly. "

"Ha Yi, thank you Section Chief Hase."

Ono left happily, and with the support of the other party, his future in the consulate must be bright, all thanks to Takashi Ikuta, thinking about it this way, his cheeks don't hurt anymore.

When he went out, Hase Ryosuke narrowed his eyes. It was related to Fat Tiger's plan. This person could not stay anymore. If he wanted to cover up something, perjury was the way, and death without testimony was also the way.

"Don't blame me for being cruel. You appeared at the wrong time and in the wrong place. I will burn more paper for you at this time next year." Mr. Super High Section Chief stood up and stood in front of the window and muttered to himself.

　I was writing on a plane, on a car, and on a meal, and finally there was no delay.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)