Chapter 569 Making Big Money
John Kaiziwei was thoughtful after listening to Lao Dou's description, but regardless of whether the patrolman was killed by Ikuta Takaki or not, the matter had to be pinned on the government, otherwise the empire would not be able to put pressure on the other party.
So he asked a few more irrelevant questions and ended the conversation. Knowing who the murderer was, it would be easy to find evidence. The Japanese would then give themselves a satisfactory answer.
The conflict between Japan and Britain in Southeast Asia is becoming more and more intense. This case is a good bargaining chip. An idea flashed in John Kaiziwei's mind and he looked up at Lao Dou opposite.
“Okay, Mr. Dou, that’s it for today’s conversation. What you just said must not be discussed with anyone. It is related to the life and safety of you and your family. Do you understand?”
“Understood, Mr. Kai Ziwei.”
Lao Dou nodded, his body still tense and not daring to relax. He even refused to move the boiled water and coffee brought by the waiter. An intelligence broker should have such a cautious attitude.
In this business, anyone who is not careful will be thrown into the Huangpu River to feed the fish. Those who survive are all human spirits. Even in safe public places, they will not touch others to provide drinking water and food.
John Kaiziwei got the answer he wanted, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. After looking at the time, he stood up and walked out of the coffee shop. Several strong white men stood up in the store and followed him.
At this time, the night was getting darker, and there were no pedestrians on the street. Only a few cars were parked on the roadside. He opened the door and saw Hase Ryosuke smoking a cigarette with his head down, so he walked over.
"Mr. Hase, thank you for the important clues you provided. I have gained something here. When the matter is completed, I will go to your consulate in person to discuss relevant matters with Consul Ishizuka Shotaro."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and warned again: "Find someone to keep an eye on this Mr. Dou. If this guy talks nonsense outside, your situation will be very dangerous. I'll leave first."
Hase Ryosuke didn’t say anything, he just grabbed John Kaiziwei’s hand and shook it vigorously, indicating that he would take this matter seriously, and watched the other person get into the car under the **** of his men.
“Woo~”
A burst of white smoke came out of the exhaust pipe. The British car quickly left the coffee shop. The biting cold wind blew. Hase Ryosuke shivered and immediately wrapped his coat tightly.
“Mr. Hase, will he believe it?”
I don’t know when Lao Dou left the coffee shop. He put his hands in his pockets and had a solemn expression on his face hidden behind his hat and scarf. If he didn’t believe it, it would be difficult for the deputy director’s plan to be realized.
Upon hearing the inquiry, Hase Ryosuke thought seriously for a moment and shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. The important thing is to pass on this information and leave a trace of doubt in his heart.
When Okamoto-kun's arrangement starts, this person will remember tonight's meeting and your claim that Ikuta Takaki is the murderer, and John Kaiziwei will complete the rest of the work himself.
Besides, the other party just said that the public concession does not care who kills the patrol. What they want is a reason to suppress the Jinling government through public opinion and diplomacy. We don’t need to care too much. "
Lao Dou stood there in silence for a few seconds, glanced at the Japanese agent, and was a little surprised. Before, this guy only knew how to get money, but he didn't expect to be able to say such reasonable things.
It is true that people cannot be judged by their appearance, and no professional intelligence officer can underestimate him. If the person he was talking to this time was Hase Ryosuke, the other party would never believe what he said so easily.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the car opposite with his peripheral vision and lowered his voice and said: "Then I'll leave first. Don't keep our guests waiting. If you need your cooperation, please contact us through the dead mailbox."
“Okay, but.”
Hase Ryosuke hesitated for a moment, then reminded: "Ikuta Takaki has never participated in field missions, and his hands are not serious. What if Mr. Dou is injured? It is better to find another opportunity in the future."
Lao Dou waved his hand: "No need, there are operational support nearby. If the other party dares to kill him, someone will come to deal with him. Mr. Hase, I'll say goodbye. We will meet again when we have a chance."
"goodbye."
The two said goodbye, and Hase Ryosuke drove into the dark street. Perhaps because he was uneasy, he turned his head after driving a certain distance, and the light of a car light disappeared fleetingly.
Ikuta Takashi was moved.
The scene they performed today was for each other to watch. Really skilled hunters always appear as prey. Now that the bait and poison have been put down, it’s time for Mr. Zhu’s son-in-law to bite the hook.
On the other side, Lao Dou walked along the road in front of the coffee shop towards the city. On the way, he turned around and observed vigilantly from time to time to confirm if there were any followers, and finally got into a small alley.
"Da da da.."
The sound of the soles of leather shoes colliding with the bluestone floor floated in the quiet alley. The residents on both sides had already closed their doors and turned off their lights. Only the moon in the sky cast a hazy moonlight.
Suddenly, Lao Dou, who was walking, stopped slowly and looked back behind him. A sneaky black figure quickly shrank back, leaving a striking projection on the wall behind him.
Seeing this scene, he sighed helplessly. When he turned his head, he deliberately slowed down his movements and almost shouted a reminder as to why the target didn't hide. This level of tracking is probably not even as good as that of the police in the police station. I don’t know what the Japanese think. Letting such a person serve as the deputy minister of the Ministry of Intelligence is simply eating arsenic and seeking death.
The question is what to do now. The other party is clearly exposed. Should he pretend not to see anything, or should he seize the time to escape in order to avoid alerting the enemy? He must make a choice as soon as possible.
In the blink of an eye, Lao Dou decided to continue fishing. With the other party’s professional level, he might not even know that he had been discovered. If he wanted to deal with waste, he had to think like a waste.
Thinking about it this way, this operation should be carried out by Xu Enzeng and the special agent headquarters. With their rich experience in making mistakes, they can definitely go back and forth with the opponent, which can make the plan more realistic.
"hehe."
Thinking of this, Lao Dou smiled softly, and naturally slowed down his pace, and made much less anti-tracking movements. He thoughtfully created opportunities for the target to follow, for fear of scaring the other party away.
Ten minutes later, when something solid was staring at his waist, he thought to himself that it was finally here, otherwise it would be dawn, but on the surface, he immediately raised his hands and performed the French military salute of the future.
"Brother, don't be impulsive. The wallet is in the right pocket. I don't have a weapon. Just take the money and leave. I promise not to go to the police station to call the police. As long as no one is killed, the patrol room will not care about it."
Lao Dou kept talking, and at the same time he quietly turned his right hand on top of his head. The polished dial on his wrist reflected a faint light, which was very conspicuous in the darkness.
“Shut up, what is your relationship with Hase Ryosuke, and what did you say to the white man in the coffee shop? Tell me quickly, or I’ll shoot you.” Ikuta Takaki held a pistol and said viciously.
“I don’t know what you are talking about. I just went to have a cup of coffee. I don’t know Ryousuke Hase or the white people. My friend, I am also a bit thin on the local road. You can’t run away even if you kill me.”
Lao Dou stuttered, immediately denied the other party's question, and said a harsh word, and then continued: "Listen to the sound, you are still very young, don't go down the road of crime.
Besides, we are in a public concession, and being caught in armed robbery is the death penalty. Take the money and leave before no one sees you. The money in your wallet is enough for you to live comfortably for a while. "
Ikuta Takashi was so happy. It was a joke. He was a senior official of the consulate and would care about your trivial matters. The next second he skillfully took out his wallet from his pocket and put it into his pocket.
You're all here. I just spent a lot of money with Ryosuke Hase these days, so I just thought of it as a way to make extra money. Anyway, I'll be searched after I've been questioned and silenced. This has nothing to do with money.
Holding his bulging wallet, he smiled and raised the muzzle of the gun to the back of the opponent's head: "I'll give you one last chance. I'll count down to three. If you don't tell me, you'll die. Three, two, one."
“Don’t! I said, I said!”
Lao Dou panicked and hurriedly said: "I am the spy of Japan's Special Higher Education Department, and Ryosuke Hase is the director of the Special Higher Education Department. I followed his order to introduce the information about the underground party in Shanghai to the white man.
The reason is that there was a large-scale gun battle at Eliza Hospital a few days ago. The concession authorities wanted to find the murderer that day. That’s why they came to me. Don’t kill me. I’m useful to you. "
“Oh? Interesting.”
Ikuta Takaki asked with great interest: "What's the use of you as a little intelligence broker? I don't need to buy or sell intelligence. Can you help me get promoted and make a fortune?"
Lao Dou said resolutely: "I don't have the ability to help people get promoted, but I can help you make a fortune. The concession management is willing to spend 10,000 oceans to buy the heads of the underground party. I know how to find those people."
“How much? How much did you say?”
Ikuta Takaki's eyes turned red and he asked twice in disbelief. Ten thousand oceans was not a small number. No wonder that **** Hase Ryosuke spent money like water. He turned out to be selling information.
idiot!
Non-nationals are dead.
The envy and jealousy in his heart, if he had known that there was such a way to make a fortune, he would have been able to sell it to the other party. He would have more top-secret information in his hand, and he would be able to sell it at a 100% good price.
Hearing the question from the gunman behind him, Lao Dou chuckled and said, "Friend, you heard me right, it's ten thousand oceans. This is not a particularly large amount in the intelligence market. So, can we talk?"
Without any hesitation, Ikuta Takaki immediately poked his back with a gun: "Tell me how to cooperate. If you can't satisfy me, this will be your burial place. I will do what I say.
Also, what I want is big money, you know, at least the kind that can earn thousands of dollars. Hase Ryosuke is just the section chief. I can provide higher-level information than him, even information about Tokyo. "
Two updates will be resumed tomorrow, and I asked for leave from the company.
(End of this chapter)
