Chapter 260 rushing up
"Director Zhou, there is a meeting in the morning, at ten o'clock, in the meeting room of our department. Directors and above must attend."
"Ok."
Zhou Sen basically attends such meetings, and Corey asks for brainstorming, but he never expresses his opinion.
Akiyamanosuke didn't mention his name either.
Knowing that he has other things to do, he won't make trouble for him.
As time went by, no one cared about him, but he got a lot of information, especially in the Secret Service Section. This kind of meetings also mostly involved cases of "anti-Manchurian anti-Japanese".
Naturally, relying on this convenience, he learned about the organization and personnel structure of many "anti-Manchurian and anti-Japanese" in Bingcheng.
The meeting is over, and it's almost time for dinner.
Coming out of the conference room, Zhou Sen didn't go back to the office at all, and went to the cafeteria with the meeting notebook in his hands. Today, the cafeteria has braised pork and roasted pork in a big pot. They are delicious. If you go late, you won't have your turn.
as predicted.
When Zhou Sen arrived at the cafeteria, there was already a long queue, and when he arrived, there was not much braised pork in the big pot.
And the line behind is still long.
Of course Zhou Sen sent the rice bowl forward unceremoniously, and said arrogantly: "Give me a piece of braised pork, a big one."
The butcher saw the team behind him, and he didn't have enough points anyway, so he directly brought two spoonfuls into his bowl.
Zhou Sen chuckled, closed the lid, and went to serve the meal. He didn't stay in the cafeteria to eat, he took it back to the office to eat slowly.
He has an independent office, no one cares about his sleep, and there is no problem with eating.
The moment he was humming a little song happily, carrying the prepared meal, and pushing open the door of the office.
He almost threw away the rice bowl in his hand.
Toshi Yamamoto was already in his office.
"Director Yamamoto, it's not good if you don't invite yourself in?" Zhou Sen didn't give Yamamoto any face, so he said coldly and displeased.
Toshi Yamamoto also noticed the movement of the door being pushed open, turned around, saw Zhou Sen, and smiled: "Zhou Sang, I'm sorry to bother you."
"You're giving me a fright." Zhou Sen walked to his seat and put the meeting minutes and the enamel bowl for lunch on the table.
"Zhou Sang hasn't eaten yet, why don't we find a restaurant if I'm the host?" Yamamoto Toshi said.
"No need, I just bought food from the cafeteria, don't waste food, it's shameful to waste food." Zhou Sen directly refused.
"Okay, then I won't force it." Toshi Yamamoto didn't force it, and just went down the slope.
"I have something to talk about. It's okay. I'm going to eat." Zhou Sen sat down, and didn't ask Yamamoto Toshi to sit. Anyway, the chair is over there. It's up to him to sit or not.
The corners of Toshi Yamamoto's eyes were drawn back, obviously unhappy. He also knew that Zhou Sen didn't want to see him, but he didn't expect that he would treat him like this.
"Zhou Sang, I really came to discuss something with you." Toshi Yamamoto walked over and closed the door, then came back, sat down and said.
Zhou Sen has already opened the lid of the enamel rice bowl, revealing the food inside, cabbage tofu, sorghum rice, and the bottom of the bowl is braised pork. Of course, it's not all meat, there are also radishes.
It's all meat, how many meals can the police department have enough to eat?It is even more impossible to eat it every day, once a week is not bad.
The rice couldn't cover the aroma of the braised pork. Toshi Yamamoto smelled it and couldn't help making a small swallowing movement.
"Speak, I'm listening." Zhou Sen would not give Yamamoto Toshi a good face, and this was only aimed at Yamamoto Toshi.
For other Japanese people, he is quite "respectful" and "kind".
No one would believe that Toshi Yamamoto complained to anyone. Even so, it was Toshi Yamamoto's problem, not Zhou Sen's.
Why don't you think about it, Zhou Sen is such a humble and timid person, why does he only treat you like this?
This must be Toshi Yamamoto's problem, not Zhou Sen's.
"During your lurking in Khabarovsk, did you know a Soviet Russian woman named Natasha?" Yamamoto asked.
"I wrote it all in the report, you haven't seen it all."
"What I want to ask is, how is your relationship?"
"It's okay, when she doesn't know my identity, we should be friends." Zhou Sen began to eat by himself.
If the food gets cold for a while, it won't taste good.
"How did I hear that this Natasha is very beautiful and has a little meaning to you?" Yamamoto Toshi said.
"This is completely hearsay and random speculation."
"This Natasha has come to Ice City, under the pseudonym Cynthia, and works at the Soviet Russian Consulate in Ice City..." Toshiro Yamamoto continued.
"Director Yamamoto, if you have something to say, don't talk about it." Zhou Sen raised his head and put his chopsticks on the edge of the enamel bowl.
"Okay, then I'll be straight." Yamamoto Toshi said, "According to the secret order of General Qin Yan, I will assist you in completing the task of contacting and instigating against Natasha, code name: 'Sen' work."
"What do you mean, you have a code name after my name?" Zhou Sen frowned, this is too much.
"We feel that this task must be completed by you and only you can complete it, so after being lazy for a while, we used your name as a code name, which is quite appropriate."
"Why don't you use your name?" Zhou Sen retorted.
"Your task, use my name, this is not to take credit for you, how can this be done." Toshi Yamamoto chuckled, "If you don't like it, it doesn't matter if you change it, I don't care."
"Forget it, you can call it whatever you want." Zhou Sen didn't intend to argue with the other party on such a trivial matter.
"According to intelligence and our investigation, this is Natasha, whose alias is Cynthia. She works as a health doctor at the Consulate General of Soviet Russia in Bingcheng. Traveling irregularly, it is difficult for us to know her exact whereabouts. Since the "Chunming" photo studio incident last year, the Consulate General of Soviet Russia has strengthened its communication and personnel security. The unit is responsible for monitoring and tracking the Soviet Russian consulate, and you know the situation better than me."
"I'm just a job in the Nangang Police Station, and I don't really care about it. After I came back, I didn't go back to work, and I was directly transferred to the police station. So, I don't know the inside story." Zhou Sen shook his head. .
"It doesn't matter, anyway, this mission also requires their cooperation, and you will naturally see the relevant information at that time." Yamamoto Toshi said, "The key to the problem now is how to arrange for you to meet and get in touch with each other for the first time .”
"Does Director Yamamoto have any good ideas?"
"What I want to know is, if Natasha meets you, will she report you?" Yamamoto asked.
"Report me on what to do, her situation, it's best to act as if she doesn't know me when she sees me, otherwise, she will get into trouble herself." Zhou Sen said.
"That's right, from her standpoint, once she reports on you, it's tantamount to revealing her identity, and Soviet Russia will definitely ask her to return to the country if she knows the news."
"Director Yamamoto, have you ever thought that the people who sheltered Natasha arranged her to come to Bingcheng? It doesn’t matter if you don’t report her, as long as you tell the person who knows her identity.”
"Who would that be?"
"How do I know that, I'm not the person behind her."
"Well, my task is to arrange for you to meet. As for what happens next, it depends on what you talk about after the meeting." Toshi Yamamoto didn't intend to get entangled in this topic.
"How does Director Yamamoto plan to arrange it?"
"The Spring Festival, the traditional festival of Manchukuo, is coming soon. In this name, we will ask the Bingcheng government to invite people who live in the consulates of Bingcheng to hold a ball and arrange it at the Modern Hotel. At that time, we will propose a small I hope that each consulate will send someone to perform on stage. Natasha is the health doctor of the consulate. She does not involve confidentiality and is good at singing and dancing. I think that there will be her among the people performing on stage." Said.
"I'm afraid this cannot be guaranteed. What if they don't plan to send Natasha to participate?" Zhou Sen asked back.
"It's really not guaranteed, but it's an opportunity."
"Just to create a chance for me to meet Natasha unexpectedly, you made such a big show?"
"It's not entirely for your mission. In fact, holding this party can also communicate with each other and have a harmonious relationship. The political significance is also very important. Your mission is just a side effect." Yamamoto leaned back on the back of the chair and said.
"Then what capacity should I participate in? After all, I have nothing to do with this ball." Zhou Sen asked, "If I appear, it must be a deliberate arrangement."
"So, you have to have a suitable identity." Yamamoto Toshi said.
"Then in what capacity should I go?"
"The police department has a foreign affairs department from time to time. As long as you are transferred to the foreign affairs department, all problems will be solved." Yamamoto Toshi said.
Zhou Sen was taken aback. There was such a good thing. If he was transferred to the foreign affairs department, he wouldn't have to stay in the secret service department.
But if he was transferred to the Foreign Affairs Department, Akiyama Nosuke would definitely not be able to protect him, but he didn't have to rack his brains to get rid of those "anti-Manchurian and anti-Japanese" cases. , but there is always a sense of guilt.
He went to the foreign affairs department, and he didn't have to worry about these things.
The foreign affairs department manages all matters related to foreigners, including entry and exit management, document review and issuance, and some foreign-related illegal and criminal cases. (Generally, it is not directly handed over to the Foreign Affairs Division to handle the case, at most it is to coordinate the work of the consulate where the crime occurred.)
"Then am I seconded, or am I transferred directly to the Foreign Affairs Department?" Zhou Sen asked clearly, don't just be seconded, the personnel relationship is still in the Secret Service Department, so it doesn't make much sense.
"Does Zhou Sang want to leave the Secret Service?"
Asking this question is simply a huge pit. Toshi Yamamoto is bad enough. His transfer to the Secret Service Division was ordered by Saburo Shibuya. If he says he wants to transfer now, it doesn't mean that he is not satisfied with the transfer. satisfied?
What would Saburo Shibuya think if this reached his ears?
(End of this chapter)
"Director Zhou, there is a meeting in the morning, at ten o'clock, in the meeting room of our department. Directors and above must attend."
"Ok."
Zhou Sen basically attends such meetings, and Corey asks for brainstorming, but he never expresses his opinion.
Akiyamanosuke didn't mention his name either.
Knowing that he has other things to do, he won't make trouble for him.
As time went by, no one cared about him, but he got a lot of information, especially in the Secret Service Section. This kind of meetings also mostly involved cases of "anti-Manchurian anti-Japanese".
Naturally, relying on this convenience, he learned about the organization and personnel structure of many "anti-Manchurian and anti-Japanese" in Bingcheng.
The meeting is over, and it's almost time for dinner.
Coming out of the conference room, Zhou Sen didn't go back to the office at all, and went to the cafeteria with the meeting notebook in his hands. Today, the cafeteria has braised pork and roasted pork in a big pot. They are delicious. If you go late, you won't have your turn.
as predicted.
When Zhou Sen arrived at the cafeteria, there was already a long queue, and when he arrived, there was not much braised pork in the big pot.
And the line behind is still long.
Of course Zhou Sen sent the rice bowl forward unceremoniously, and said arrogantly: "Give me a piece of braised pork, a big one."
The butcher saw the team behind him, and he didn't have enough points anyway, so he directly brought two spoonfuls into his bowl.
Zhou Sen chuckled, closed the lid, and went to serve the meal. He didn't stay in the cafeteria to eat, he took it back to the office to eat slowly.
He has an independent office, no one cares about his sleep, and there is no problem with eating.
The moment he was humming a little song happily, carrying the prepared meal, and pushing open the door of the office.
He almost threw away the rice bowl in his hand.
Toshi Yamamoto was already in his office.
"Director Yamamoto, it's not good if you don't invite yourself in?" Zhou Sen didn't give Yamamoto any face, so he said coldly and displeased.
Toshi Yamamoto also noticed the movement of the door being pushed open, turned around, saw Zhou Sen, and smiled: "Zhou Sang, I'm sorry to bother you."
"You're giving me a fright." Zhou Sen walked to his seat and put the meeting minutes and the enamel bowl for lunch on the table.
"Zhou Sang hasn't eaten yet, why don't we find a restaurant if I'm the host?" Yamamoto Toshi said.
"No need, I just bought food from the cafeteria, don't waste food, it's shameful to waste food." Zhou Sen directly refused.
"Okay, then I won't force it." Toshi Yamamoto didn't force it, and just went down the slope.
"I have something to talk about. It's okay. I'm going to eat." Zhou Sen sat down, and didn't ask Yamamoto Toshi to sit. Anyway, the chair is over there. It's up to him to sit or not.
The corners of Toshi Yamamoto's eyes were drawn back, obviously unhappy. He also knew that Zhou Sen didn't want to see him, but he didn't expect that he would treat him like this.
"Zhou Sang, I really came to discuss something with you." Toshi Yamamoto walked over and closed the door, then came back, sat down and said.
Zhou Sen has already opened the lid of the enamel rice bowl, revealing the food inside, cabbage tofu, sorghum rice, and the bottom of the bowl is braised pork. Of course, it's not all meat, there are also radishes.
It's all meat, how many meals can the police department have enough to eat?It is even more impossible to eat it every day, once a week is not bad.
The rice couldn't cover the aroma of the braised pork. Toshi Yamamoto smelled it and couldn't help making a small swallowing movement.
"Speak, I'm listening." Zhou Sen would not give Yamamoto Toshi a good face, and this was only aimed at Yamamoto Toshi.
For other Japanese people, he is quite "respectful" and "kind".
No one would believe that Toshi Yamamoto complained to anyone. Even so, it was Toshi Yamamoto's problem, not Zhou Sen's.
Why don't you think about it, Zhou Sen is such a humble and timid person, why does he only treat you like this?
This must be Toshi Yamamoto's problem, not Zhou Sen's.
"During your lurking in Khabarovsk, did you know a Soviet Russian woman named Natasha?" Yamamoto asked.
"I wrote it all in the report, you haven't seen it all."
"What I want to ask is, how is your relationship?"
"It's okay, when she doesn't know my identity, we should be friends." Zhou Sen began to eat by himself.
If the food gets cold for a while, it won't taste good.
"How did I hear that this Natasha is very beautiful and has a little meaning to you?" Yamamoto Toshi said.
"This is completely hearsay and random speculation."
"This Natasha has come to Ice City, under the pseudonym Cynthia, and works at the Soviet Russian Consulate in Ice City..." Toshiro Yamamoto continued.
"Director Yamamoto, if you have something to say, don't talk about it." Zhou Sen raised his head and put his chopsticks on the edge of the enamel bowl.
"Okay, then I'll be straight." Yamamoto Toshi said, "According to the secret order of General Qin Yan, I will assist you in completing the task of contacting and instigating against Natasha, code name: 'Sen' work."
"What do you mean, you have a code name after my name?" Zhou Sen frowned, this is too much.
"We feel that this task must be completed by you and only you can complete it, so after being lazy for a while, we used your name as a code name, which is quite appropriate."
"Why don't you use your name?" Zhou Sen retorted.
"Your task, use my name, this is not to take credit for you, how can this be done." Toshi Yamamoto chuckled, "If you don't like it, it doesn't matter if you change it, I don't care."
"Forget it, you can call it whatever you want." Zhou Sen didn't intend to argue with the other party on such a trivial matter.
"According to intelligence and our investigation, this is Natasha, whose alias is Cynthia. She works as a health doctor at the Consulate General of Soviet Russia in Bingcheng. Traveling irregularly, it is difficult for us to know her exact whereabouts. Since the "Chunming" photo studio incident last year, the Consulate General of Soviet Russia has strengthened its communication and personnel security. The unit is responsible for monitoring and tracking the Soviet Russian consulate, and you know the situation better than me."
"I'm just a job in the Nangang Police Station, and I don't really care about it. After I came back, I didn't go back to work, and I was directly transferred to the police station. So, I don't know the inside story." Zhou Sen shook his head. .
"It doesn't matter, anyway, this mission also requires their cooperation, and you will naturally see the relevant information at that time." Yamamoto Toshi said, "The key to the problem now is how to arrange for you to meet and get in touch with each other for the first time .”
"Does Director Yamamoto have any good ideas?"
"What I want to know is, if Natasha meets you, will she report you?" Yamamoto asked.
"Report me on what to do, her situation, it's best to act as if she doesn't know me when she sees me, otherwise, she will get into trouble herself." Zhou Sen said.
"That's right, from her standpoint, once she reports on you, it's tantamount to revealing her identity, and Soviet Russia will definitely ask her to return to the country if she knows the news."
"Director Yamamoto, have you ever thought that the people who sheltered Natasha arranged her to come to Bingcheng? It doesn’t matter if you don’t report her, as long as you tell the person who knows her identity.”
"Who would that be?"
"How do I know that, I'm not the person behind her."
"Well, my task is to arrange for you to meet. As for what happens next, it depends on what you talk about after the meeting." Toshi Yamamoto didn't intend to get entangled in this topic.
"How does Director Yamamoto plan to arrange it?"
"The Spring Festival, the traditional festival of Manchukuo, is coming soon. In this name, we will ask the Bingcheng government to invite people who live in the consulates of Bingcheng to hold a ball and arrange it at the Modern Hotel. At that time, we will propose a small I hope that each consulate will send someone to perform on stage. Natasha is the health doctor of the consulate. She does not involve confidentiality and is good at singing and dancing. I think that there will be her among the people performing on stage." Said.
"I'm afraid this cannot be guaranteed. What if they don't plan to send Natasha to participate?" Zhou Sen asked back.
"It's really not guaranteed, but it's an opportunity."
"Just to create a chance for me to meet Natasha unexpectedly, you made such a big show?"
"It's not entirely for your mission. In fact, holding this party can also communicate with each other and have a harmonious relationship. The political significance is also very important. Your mission is just a side effect." Yamamoto leaned back on the back of the chair and said.
"Then what capacity should I participate in? After all, I have nothing to do with this ball." Zhou Sen asked, "If I appear, it must be a deliberate arrangement."
"So, you have to have a suitable identity." Yamamoto Toshi said.
"Then in what capacity should I go?"
"The police department has a foreign affairs department from time to time. As long as you are transferred to the foreign affairs department, all problems will be solved." Yamamoto Toshi said.
Zhou Sen was taken aback. There was such a good thing. If he was transferred to the foreign affairs department, he wouldn't have to stay in the secret service department.
But if he was transferred to the Foreign Affairs Department, Akiyama Nosuke would definitely not be able to protect him, but he didn't have to rack his brains to get rid of those "anti-Manchurian and anti-Japanese" cases. , but there is always a sense of guilt.
He went to the foreign affairs department, and he didn't have to worry about these things.
The foreign affairs department manages all matters related to foreigners, including entry and exit management, document review and issuance, and some foreign-related illegal and criminal cases. (Generally, it is not directly handed over to the Foreign Affairs Division to handle the case, at most it is to coordinate the work of the consulate where the crime occurred.)
"Then am I seconded, or am I transferred directly to the Foreign Affairs Department?" Zhou Sen asked clearly, don't just be seconded, the personnel relationship is still in the Secret Service Department, so it doesn't make much sense.
"Does Zhou Sang want to leave the Secret Service?"
Asking this question is simply a huge pit. Toshi Yamamoto is bad enough. His transfer to the Secret Service Division was ordered by Saburo Shibuya. If he says he wants to transfer now, it doesn't mean that he is not satisfied with the transfer. satisfied?
What would Saburo Shibuya think if this reached his ears?
(End of this chapter)
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