Just when Muraka Hisako's self-confidence was once again improving, she heard the phone on the table ring again, and her good mood disappeared instantly.
She didn¡¯t know how many times she had to answer the phone, but she still had to pick up the phone and answer it.
¡°Hisuko, it¡¯s me, Noda!¡±
¡°Hello, Director, what can I do for you, Director?¡±
"How is your investigation going? Do you have any clues about the theft of the safe at the Black Dragon Club?" Director Noda asked calmly on the phone.
It¡¯s just that Hisako felt the strong pressure on him, even if he wasn¡¯t in person, she could feel it.
"I'm sorry, Director, we have sent all the manpower here, but we haven't found any clues. I'm really sorry, Director, Hisako has let you down."
The attitude was very good, but the other party still didn't appreciate it, and there was a burst of curses on the phone.
"I guess the village Changji was treated like this just now. Hisako knew it very well. Now she was tracking down the Zhongtong personnel and also investigated the theft of the Black Dragon Guild Hall.
As for whether the explosion at the Black Dragon Club had anything to do with them, she didn't know, but it also provided her with an idea.
Faced with Noda¡¯s scolding, Hisako could only accept the other party¡¯s scolding by shouting loudly from time to time, without even the slightest thought of speaking back.
"Kizuko, if you want to investigate for me, you must not let the documents go out of Beijing, and you must not let the Chinese or the international people know about it, otherwise the image of the empire will be completely destroyed."
"The safe is important, but the documents inside are more important. I believe you have heard about what the documents are, or heard about them from other sources, but you must find them for me."
Noda¡¯s voice ended, and the phone was hung up.
"Is this the legendary plan?"
When Hisako thought of that plan, she couldn't help but shudder all over her body, and a cold current rose from the soles of her feet. After all, she almost became the target of that plan.
"idiot!"
She slapped the table directly, making a loud noise and even the table shook.
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"Compared with the desolation of Zhang Tianhao and the anger and helplessness of Jiuzi's place, Qian Jun's place is very lively. Thirteen or four people are training hard there. Although they are not shouting slogans, they are still training in full swing.
Qian Jun knows that these people are still a little immature now, but if they continue, then these people can be used when needed.
As a shooter, your marksmanship may still be accurate, but when necessary, you can bring it to light.
"Brothers, train your physical fitness for another hour. Our physical fitness is still very weak now. Let's continue training and attack in pairs. Who will join my team?"
"Qiantou, do you want to take a rest? We have been training for more than three hours and everyone is tired!"
"Yes, sir, why don't you take a break and practice again tomorrow, okay?"
"No, if you think you are like this, you are going to die. The stationmaster often tells us that we should sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in war. With blood and sweat, we have only one choice, and that is to sweat desperately. , otherwise you can only bleed to make up for your shortcomings." Qian Jun said directly and loudly.
"And it's snowing heavily today, and it may even snow heavily in the next few days. It's a good time for us to train with all our strength. Don't think that you are training, all of us are training, just like our station commander, who never stops training, as long as there is time , he absolutely trains and regards training as his instinct. He always keeps himself in the best condition."
"By the way, boss, tell us about the webmaster's experience. You often say, I have never heard of the webmaster's great achievements."
"Okay, while everyone is training, I will tell you about the scene where the station commander attacked half a squadron of Japanese alone. Once, the station commander led a team and the Japanese robbed a Japanese transport truck ¡¡±
As Qian Jun explained, the team members below almost thought they were really listening to the story. After all, during the entire operation, the stationmaster was like a god with help. Not only was his marksmanship accurate, but more importantly, he killed more than forty people by himself. A Japanese soldier beat half of the Japanese squadron until they lost their temper.
"If Qian Jun hadn't said it, they would have thought it was fake.
But they didn¡¯t know that what Qian Jun said was true or false, especially when he was bragging about it. It's just to increase the confidence of these people. It's as it should be to say that the webmaster is too wise and powerful.
No one wants to be a hero, but heroes are not that successful, and according to Qian Jun, only by training and training can you save your life and complete your mission.
For this point, all the team members are still very convinced. After all, at this point, they have already talked a lot.
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In the room, Zhang Tianhao held a stack of manuscript paper. He had already written six or seven pieces of paper, but none of them met his requirements. After all, since he was the top leader of the Zhongtong Xinjing Station and the previous actions had passed, then It represents the past tense, and a new round of actions must be planned.
He can¡¯t sleep on his laurels, that¡¯s not his style. It's not even what he wanted. When he came to this world, he had to do something so that his journey would not be in vain.
Looking up at the paper on the table, he had to put it away because when he wrote for such a long time, he didn't write down the plan. After all, where is the current goal, he still needs to plan it carefully.
Looking at the plan he had written, he shook his head, took out a match, gently lit the manuscript papers, and gently placed them in the basin next to him.
After watching everything burned, he raised his hand to put away everything, and then placed a few more books on the table, as if he liked to sit here and read.
Of course, the books here are mainly medical books, so that they can fit his personality. After all, Ichiro Kawaki is from Sendai Medical College. If you don't read medical books, you may be suspected.
¡°Perhaps because he saw the Japanese¡¯s racial improvement plan tonight, he was not in the mood to read a book. Even when he saw Japanese, he felt dizzy.
"Looks like I'm not in the mood tonight. Damn it, it's all the damn Japanese who are using this damn plan to make people upset." He took out a rare cigarette, put it under his nose and smelled it, and finally endured it. The stay was not on point.
Who would have thought that a person who used to smoke every day in Peking would quit smoking completely when he arrived in Xinjing.
Bored, he turned on the radio to listen again, but it was already past twelve o'clock in the evening, and almost all radio stations were off the air.
But he was still upset for a while and picked up the phone. After all, he was in a bad mood. Although he couldn't talk to anyone, it could relieve the bitterness in his heart.
"Hisuko, it's me!"
"Ah, Mr. Chuan Qi, why do you want to call me so late? This is not your style!" Muraka Hisako was also pleasantly surprised after hearing Zhang Tianhao's voice on the phone, and said with a smile. .
"I can't sleep right now. I slept a little too long during the day, so I wanted to chat with Ms. Hisako. Do you have time?"
"Kuan Qijun, I may be a little busy here. I haven't gotten off work at this time!" Hisako didn't know what he meant, so he refused with some embarrassment.
"Hisuko, there is never enough work to do. Besides, you are working in the office now. Why not change your mind and do a better job? Wouldn't it be better?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com