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

Chapter 710 What a big deal!

After the funeral, the next day will be the "third day".

Now a family memorial service was being held in Shijinhuayuan Hutong. Thousands of Yu Shuai’s relatives, friends, and old comrades had come, and the place was packed with people.

Just for the Duwang Taoist Temple, there were ten sutra pavilions, and there were about two to three hundred monks and Taoists.

On this day, the old devil Okamura came to pay his respects as expected and bowed hypocritically, followed by Matsuzaki and others.

When Matsuzaki saw Lin Ze, he came over and said a few words to him.

He blinked his eyes. "Mr. Lin, we have saved ourselves a big trouble. If this old guy runs away one day when we are not paying attention, it will have a huge impact. Two years ago, he publicly humiliated me, and now I have avenged my great vengeance! Let's go to the restaurant to have a couple of drinks tonight!"

Lin Ze kept smiling and greeted the whole Matsuzaki family in his heart.

Next time when we get rid of Matsuzaki, we must not let him have an easy time!

The ten most cruel tortures are considered easy for him!

At 6pm, all guests bowed three times to the spirit tablet, and then the ceremony of sending off the deceased was held.

The team stretched for several miles, heading south from Shijinhuayuan Hutong, then west to Dongsi North Street, all the way to Longfu Temple, where they burned carriages, horses, sedan chairs and other items. The Wu family members cried loudly, and some of Yu Shuai's old comrades also shed tears.

The funeral is just the beginning. It will take another month or so before the actual funeral.

Lin Ze didn't go to the restaurant to drink with that bastard Matsuzaki that night, but instead made an excuse that he had something to do and went back to Tianjin.

A few days later, Kawashima suddenly came to report that "Abacus" had passed on a message that there was news about the assassination of Wu Yimin. He even got the activity plan of the Tianjin Station at that time, but the person was probably difficult to catch.

Lin Ze cursed inwardly, the damn headquarters is really unreliable! Something went wrong again!

He immediately praised Kawashima Fangzi, "Kawashima, you did a great job! Take a few small yellow croakers to Suanpan and tell him that the higher-ups are very satisfied with the intelligence this time. As long as he can continue to provide us with high-quality intelligence, we won't lose him! Ask him if he can get more information about the distribution of Red Zone personnel in Tianjin, or the Jinmen Station of the Military Control Commission, we want both! If we can catch someone based on his intelligence, we will reward him handsomely!"

Kawashima Fangzi was also very happy to receive Lin Ze's encouragement.

If I could gain Lin Ze's trust, maybe I could regain my past glory!

If Lin Ze could assign more subordinates to himself, wouldn't he become a real "Commander Gold"!

He immediately stood up and saluted, "Ha! Please rest assured, Major, I will do it right away!"

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There is a poor community in the sixth district of Tianjin called Qingheli.

The alleys here are different from those in the city. The buildings are irregular and complicated, with courtyards next to courtyards and shacks next to shacks. If you are not familiar with the road, it is easy to get stuck if you get in.

In the past, this place was a gathering place for gangsters, street vendors, and those who made money through illegal means. After several crackdowns by the Auxiliary Management Bureau and the Joint Defense Team, this place finally has some order.

In a courtyard on the east side of Qingheli, there was a square table in the main room, on which were four dishes: a plate of pork head, a plate of fried small fish, a plate of green radishes, and a plate of vegetable leaves.

There were three people sitting around the table. If Kawashima Fangzi was here, she would be able to recognize at least two of them.

One is the owner of Shuangshenghao fruit shop, and the other is the accountant, who is also the "abacus" who liaises with Kawashima.

The other strange man was none other than Mr. Chen, who had been drinking with others in the mountain city half a month ago.

The shop owner complained, "Mr. Chen, we are cooperating with the Japanese, are you still worried about safety? Commander Jin is very satisfied with the intelligence we provided, and asked us to continue to provide intelligence. We have got the small yellow croaker! Stationmaster Wu, take out the things and let Mr. Chen check them?"

Stationmaster Wu looked sick, drinking wine and eating pig's head. He glanced at the shopkeeper and said, "Why are you talking so much? Mr. Chen, do you think that little money is worth it?"

Mr. Chen smiled slightly. "Xiao Lu, Lao Wu, you must not have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against others. Cooperating with the Japanese is like walking on a tightrope. You can't be careless at all. I will not go to your fruit shop. If we meet in the future, it will be like this time. I will send someone to pass on the message in advance, and then you can meet at the place I provide."

Xiao Lu muttered, "Mr. Chen, this place is not easy to find. We almost got lost when we got in here!"

Mr. Chen still maintains a mature and charming smile, an absolute housewife killer.

"Xiao Lu, are you satisfied with just a few small yellow croakers? We are going to make a lot of money in the future. If we want to make a lot of money, we shouldn't be afraid of trouble."

Stationmaster Wu, who had been eating, took over the conversation, "That's right, we have to listen to Mr. Chen. If it weren't for Mr. Chen, we would still be hanging our heads on our belts and spending every penny! It's so good now, we have food, drinks, women, and we can make money. When we make enough money, we will escape through Mr. Chen's way. To be honest, we betrayed the Military Control Commission and have not leaked too much information of the organization. We are worthy of the organization's training."

Mr. Chen nodded repeatedly, hiding the disdain in his eyes, "Stationmaster Wu is absolutely right!"

Stationmaster Wu continued, "Commander Jin sent a message this time saying that the Japanese high-ranking officials are very satisfied with the intelligence we provided. They want the higher-ups...they want the details of the Red Zone's activities in Tianjin, or the details of the Tianjin Station. Mr. Chen, to be honest, I am just a small stationmaster of a liaison station. I don't have any authority to contact anyone, let alone the Jin-Cha-Ji or Special Operations Department, or even our own people in the Northern Bureau. So if you want to make this big money, it depends on you."

Xiao Lu followed up and said, "Yes, yes, Mr. Chen, you are very powerful. We can take the risk to contact Commander Jin, but we still have to rely on you to get intelligence!"

Mr. Chen sneered in his heart.

It's just the two of you, and you're playing tricks on me!

After I finish this big job, I’ll show you how I’m going to kill you two!

"Okay, okay, Xiao Lu, Lao Wu, I also think that small-scale operations are meaningless. I plan to make enough money at once. Let's go to Hong Kong City or even to America to do business. I have connections there, but doing big business is risky. I am just a scholar, so I may be able to use my brain, but..."

When Xiao Lu heard that there was a lot of money to be made, he immediately said, "Don't we still have me and Stationmaster Wu? Mr. Chen, can you tell me first, what are you going to do this time?"

Mr. Chen smiled mysteriously and said, "The Military Control Commission's Tianjin Station has a new station chief, who is very powerful and a headache for the Japanese. If we can bring this new station chief to lead the Tianjin Station to help eliminate the Japanese, how much money do you think they are willing to pay?"

Even Stationmaster Wu was moved.

Mr. Chen is really professional, this is really a big deal!

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