Chapter 684: All Depends on Acting Skills

Curiosity, good things, and gossip are common problems among people. Not only Chinese people like these, but people all over the world like them.

There has been some rumors in the consulate recently. It is said that the new consul Hideto Hirokawa is a nobleman with a great background. This statement was recognized by many Japanese in the consulate.

After all, there are traces for everything. Nobles are in the minority after all, and most people in the consulate have gone up step by step. Some of them came to China to study and work in the early years, some of them were officers who changed careers, and some were dispatched from the mainland. Other related households, because they did not have strong backgrounds, were also assigned to work at the bottom level to shorten the time for promotion. A few idiots with strong backgrounds are just dawdling.

Although Hiroyuki Hideto has experience, he has no level. When leading some attachés, he did not actually demonstrate his ability to be a consul. Arrogance when interacting with other people can be felt by everyone. Such people are very familiar to the consulate personnel. Because those idiots who were dawdling in the past were like this when they first came here.

The most important thing is Eiichi Iwai's good attitude towards Hideto Hirokawa. Japan is also very hierarchical. Without other backgrounds, it is difficult to get a good face in front of Shangguan. Therefore, it is worth pondering why Eiichi Iwai, who is ranked high among all senior Japanese officials in Shanghai and even in China, treats Hirokawa Hideto differently.

So gradually, various rumors accompanying Hideto Hiroyuki became popular and became the hottest topic in the consulate recently.

Eiichi Iwai naturally knew about these rumors. He specially called Nobuya Fujiwara over to give him some advice, telling him to keep a low profile, be friendly to colleagues, and humbly learn and ask for advice on things he didn’t understand.

Of course Fujiwara Shinya also listened, but it was of no use as the news had already dissipated. He was very cautious at first, because Wang Yan reminded him before, and Iwai Eiichi also said similar things, and he was also afraid of being killed. After all, he was born in the Fujiwara clan. If he had no ambition, he would at least be happy for the rest of his life.

However, after he was careful for a while and found nothing unusual, and no one wanted to harm him, he relaxed his vigilance, and the scope of his activities began to expand, no longer limited to Hongkou.

The most prosperous areas in Shanghai are the Public Concession and the French Concession. This area has been developed for many years and is more complete. If you want to eat, drink, whore, gamble, and smoke, you will definitely find a place. The same is true. Depending on the conduct of the Kuomintang, even if a full-scale war had not started and Japan had not occupied Shanghai, the Great Shanghai Plan that the Kuomintang wanted to implement would still be impossible to achieve.

This is a day in mid-December, and the Shanxi Incident has not yet come to an end. Walking on the street, you will hear people discussing and cursing the Kuomintang from time to time.

Wearing a well-fitting suit, gold-rimmed glasses, a windbreaker, and a hat on his head, Fujiwara Shinya looks more mature, like a talent who has returned from the West. Xiaohe walked out of the apartment.

He has been in a good mood recently and has nothing to worry about. If he had to say something, it was that everyone in the consulate was guessing what his background was, and even his reputation had spread outside, which made him very irritated. But he is still good at work. His subordinates and other staff members he needs to interact with all recognize his work ability, which gives him a sense of accomplishment. How can you not relax and celebrate when you have a sense of accomplishment?

Although he came to China three years ago, he has been traveling around. At this time, China was very poor and there were only a few big cities. Although he had good food and drink, and was protected by his men, the environment was not good, and it was not as prosperous as Shanghai Beach.

He originally liked women very much, but the last night when Eiichi Iwai organized a welcome and introduced him to others, he saw Wang Yan's power, which cast a shadow on his heart. As a result, when he reached a critical moment, he remembered the sound coming from next door that night, and compared it with himself. The gap was too big, which made him lose his sexual interest, at least recently.

So recently he has become obsessed with gambling, and he has no shortage of money. After all, where is his identity, and for people like them, the most indispensable thing is money. After the welcome party that night, all the participating Chinese people, including Wang Yan, gave him some money afterwards. Only Wang Yan gave him a lot of fine Western wine.

He had already made an appointment with his new Japanese friend, the son of an army lieutenant general who was garrisoning Shanghai. They made an appointment to go gambling together in the public concession. He doesn't care about winning or losing, he just likes the excitement of an undecided outcome. After all, how much money can you lose? Even if he loses nothing, he can get back double the amount on the same day, and still risk his life.

He got into the car driven by his subordinates and met up with his new friends who had been waiting for him on the way. The two cars crossed the Suzhou River one after another and entered the public concession.

Just at this moment, the tram dinged and passed on the track. The two cars parked there one behind the other, waiting for the tram to pass.

It was also at this time that among the crowd walking on the street, eight tightly covered people walked out from the crowd from the left and right sides of the car.

As they walked, they opened their coats, revealing black firearms hidden in their clothes.

Fujiwara Shinya had been sitting in the car looking bored at the crowd outside. He watched helplessly as those damn Chinese took out their guns and pointed the black muzzles at him in the car window.

His mind was blank, and he didn't know how to act. But at the same time, great fear rose in his heart, and he lost control of his body in an instant. As soon as his bladder relaxed, a stream of heat burst out.

But he hadn't felt the heat between his legs yet, because it was too late. In his eyes, the black muzzle pointed at him had begun to spit out flames.

He saw in a trance that a bullet was spinning out of the barrel, penetrating the glass of the car window and heading straight for him. In his short but evil last period, his consciousness seemed to have returned to three years ago, when the woman who impressed him deeply, holding a submachine gun, with a wanton grin of revenge on her face, shot at him, and shot him full of blood holes...

There were six people in the two cars, and eight gunmen tilted bullets at various angles in two directions. The six unprepared Japanese were shot into sieves in the first time. This was not over yet. Two more people took out two grenades and threw them in through the broken car windows. After two explosions, the battle was completely over.

When the first gunshot was fired, the crowd, who had rich experience in saving their lives in street gunfights, had already shouted and fled in all directions. They hid in the corners and secretly peeked out until they were far away from the scene.

The eight gunmen confirmed that all the people in the car were dead. They hid their guns in their clothes, hugged their shoulders and hunched their backs, trotted in all directions and crashed into the crowd of onlookers, and disappeared.

Not long after, with a whistle, the patrol of the International Settlement ran over...

"Mr. Iwai, I heard that Mr. Fujiwara was killed in the International Settlement this morning, so I came to see you. It's a pity. I said I would go out with Mr. Fujiwara before, but I didn't expect that such a thing would happen after only half a month of not seeing each other. It's really..."

In the Iwai Mansion, Wang Yan said to the expressionless Iwai Eiichi as if he was really sorry.

Ming Lou, who stayed aside obediently, tried to reduce his presence as much as possible and watched Wang Yan's performance quietly. He used to be a little complacent. After all, he was wandering among many forces, stealing intelligence, and secretly leading the development of some things, which gave him a sense of accomplishment. But since he was discovered by Wang Yan, he corrected his mentality and became more cautious.

Now watching Wang Yan perform in front of him, he had to admit that he, a professional undercover agent, could not compare with him in acting. If he didn't know that it was Wang Yan who proposed to kill Fujiwara Nobuya, if he didn't know that it was he who secretly spread Fujiwara Nobuya's identity and provided information to Chen Gongshu, he would not doubt that this matter had anything to do with Wang Yan.

Ming Lou couldn't see it, and Iwai Eiichi couldn't see it either. He was very confident and could confirm the regret in Wang Yan's eyes. He never doubted Wang Yan's loyalty to the Japanese, because he was sure that Wang Yan had no loyalty to their Great Japanese Empire. After all, no one could be loyal to those who invaded their own country. He knew that the reason why Wang Yan didn't leave China was because he couldn't leave his hometown and didn't want to leave Shanghai.

But he was also sure that Wang Yan would not seek trouble for himself. He didn't even have time to hide and wanted to stay 800 meters away from the Japanese. The reason for coming here today was probably because he was afraid that he would think too much, so he came to express his feelings.

So he waved his hand: "Wang Sang, we have known each other for almost a year, how could I not know what kind of person you are. Don't worry, I don't think you want to harm Fujiwara. You are a local snake in Shanghai, and you know more about the situation than us. Tell me what you know."

Wang Yan nodded: "As soon as I heard the news, I called the police station where the incident happened. The detective there told me that it was eight well-trained and decisive killers who used American submachine guns to attack Mr. Fujiwara in the car and another person who accompanied Mr. Fujiwara to play. They poured out all their bullets in a short time and finally threw two American grenades. They first visited the bystanders at the time, and no one saw the killer's face, let alone their whereabouts.

With such equipment and such well-trained operators, I think it is probably The rate was done by the people of the Military Control Commission Shanghai Station. The Red Party is relatively poor, and they don't have such weapons. Moreover, Chen Gongshu, the new chief of operations of the Military Control Commission Shanghai Station, has been in Shanghai for several months. Apart from killing a Chinese inspector general of the French Concession Political Department, he has made no achievements. Dai Yunong must be dissatisfied, forcing Chen Gongshu to take action.

I heard before that there was some controversy about Mr. Fujiwara's identity in the consulate. It may be that Chen Gongshu heard the wind, so he finally chose Mr. Fujiwara as the target. In Chinese terms, it means that no matter whether there is grass or not, you should rake it first and kill Mr. Fujiwara to see the reaction.

Mr. Iwai, Mr. Fujiwara is a member of the Fujiwara family. Now he is in trouble under your hands, they will not..."

He said a lot of situations that the Japanese had already grasped, which was basically equivalent to not saying anything, but it showed his concern for this matter very well. Finally, he asked about the impact of this matter on Iwai Eiichi, which further expressed his concern for Iwai Eiichi. With the worried expression on his face and the concern in his eyes, who would doubt that he was the one who instigated the military to assassinate Fujiwara Nobuya?

Iwai Eiichi shook his head, but couldn't help sighing: "There will always be some troubles, there is nothing we can do about it. Nobuya, he is still too young. I have repeatedly told him to be low-key and humble. Perhaps he has lived in wealth for too long, so he can't open his eyes and look down. His death is not caused by others, but by his arrogance."

He was really worried, and this was an unforeseen disaster. It is true that his status is very high, and it is true that the Fujiwara clan is not as prosperous as it used to be, but that does not mean that he can disrespect the Fujiwara clan. People have just absorbed experience and lessons and are better at hiding them.

Although I wouldn't blame him too much, Fujiwara Nobuya died at his hands. Not to mention other revenge, at least he had lost the Fujiwara family's friendship.

Without dwelling on this topic, he raised his head with fierce eyes: "You are right, it was the people from the military command who did it. Before you came, I told them to use greater force to attack people from both parties. ”

Seeing Wang Yan lowering his head and staring at the floor without speaking, he waved his hand unhappily: "Okay, Wang Sang, I already know your intention. You and Ming Sang can leave first. Ming Sang, don't forget I have fulfilled the tasks assigned to me, and within this period of time, I want to see results.”

Minglou stood up and nodded: "Yes, Mr. Iwai, then Minglou will go back to work."

Wang Yan also responded, and the two of them left the Iwai Mansion together.

"Mr. Wang is really good at acting. If I hadn't known about it in advance, I would never have thought that this matter had anything to do with you. In fact, it's the same. Eiichi Iwai has no doubts about you at all. It's amazing, it's amazing."

"Is life like a play? If you don't have good acting skills, how can you survive in the world?"

"But from what I saw just now, Iwai Eiichi's reaction didn't seem to have a big impact on him?"

"He has reached this position, and Fujiwara is not so domineering. The impact on him is not now, but in the future. As far as I know, he will be the next consul general. But after what happened this time, As long as Mr. Fujiwara takes advantage of this, he will be the deputy consul general for who knows how many years. He may even be transferred from Shanghai to other poor and poor places. The details of these are unknown. It still depends on whether Eiichi Iwai’s energy is enough.”

"It's better for him to leave. This man gives me a terrible feeling. Do you know what he wants to do? He is studying how to castrate the Chinese people ideologically."

"It's a very good idea. It's up to you whether it can be implemented. As far as I know, the Red Party has more hard bones, but there are also soft bones. I hope you are a strong person, but don't let me down." Wang Yan didn't want to tell Ming Lou was discussing what was going on here. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's not good for us to talk here for too long. We'll contact you later if we have anything to do."

"Okay, Mr. Wang, walk slowly."

Minglou went to close the rear door for Wang Yan, smiled and waved goodbye. He knew what Wang Yan meant, which was to release goodwill in response to his revealing his identity. The current situation is that Wang Yan knows that he is the military commander and a member of the Red Party. He knows that it was Wang Yan who encouraged the military commander to kill Fujiwara Nobuya. Although this cannot be regarded as a handle, even if one day he is arrested and confesses, it will not cause substantial harm to Wang Yan, but it will make the Japanese cast suspicious eyes on Wang Yan.

For people like Wang Yan, once they are suspected by the Japanese, they are basically close to death. Because you have to be careful in everything you do, you can't let go of anything, and you have to deal with being framed by others. You can escape for a while, but you cannot escape forever.

He felt that Wang Yan was probably too lazy to do it this time and asked him to do it for him. After all, with Wang Yan's strength, he couldn't stand Fujiwara Shinya, so he could just find someone to kill Fujiwara Shinya and pretend it was a military unification operation. Anyway, the agents of the two parties have taken a lot of blame in Shanghai, so there is no problem at all. So just because I was too lazy to do it, and because I wanted to give him some response, I gave him the best of both worlds. The city was too deep for him to see through...

In fact, Minglou thought very correctly. Wang Yan just didn't want to take action, so he just relied on the military commander to do it. If he took action, he would not be able to send his men out, he would have to do it himself. And his assassination style is very distinctive, that is, killing people silently at night, so Rite will naturally think that it was him who did it. To turn around and target them would be very bad for the Red Party.

Although the enemy agents have never relaxed their actions against the Shanghai underground party, when this incident happened, there was always a primary target. At this time, even if the two parties are truly inseparable and working together, they will always be divided between you and me. Therefore, in comparison, it is better to let enemy agents target the army. This has nothing to do with anything else, it is just a matter of camp.

What's more, the Shanxi Incident has not yet concluded, and the two parties are still fighting...

However, regarding the Shanxi Incident, he received a commendation from his superiors when he contacted him by phone two days ago. At the same time, Li Zhaonian also gave him a reply. He said that he had found out the cause of the previous incident in detail, severely criticized Li Zhaonian, and asked him to relax and continue his good work. He did not mention other things, such as his subordinate Gu Yongcheng.

This is of course normal. Although they are all secret fronts, after all, the job responsibilities are different. Where can we expose our comrades casually? This is to protect each other.

He is very important in his own right, and Gu Yongcheng should be able to recruit a group of people. If they inform each other of their identities, if they are arrested or fail to hold on, it will be harmful to both parties and undermine the organization's plan.

If we don't expose it now, when Gu Yongcheng really has an accident, as he said, Wang Yan doesn't know anything, so he just throws him away...

Fujiwara Shinya's death did not have a major impact on the situation. It just made the Japanese feel disgusted. The only one who suffered losses was Iwai Eiichi.

Wang Yan returned to his original stable life.

His current basic level has come to an end and there is no way for him to develop further.

In the police station, he was the highest position that a Chinese could achieve as the inspector general. The rest was nothing more than winning over other detectives, unifying their attitudes, establishing the right to speak, and becoming the de facto chief Chinese detective.

He could not move the Youth League, and it was not the time to move yet, so he was still infiltrating secretly.

In terms of business, China was so big that it could only swallow so much. In addition, the current situation in the East and the West was not very good and had already reached saturation. The only thing that helped him achieve a breakthrough was penicillin. This was a necessity for war, and he had sold it to the Soviet Union and Germany. Now other countries have not yet developed it, and this money was picked up easily and happily.

At this point, what else could he do if he didn't enjoy himself every day? He just wanted to keep a low profile, not let the Japanese study him when they had nothing to do, and keep the struggle away, which was good enough.

The struggle was away from him, but it was always going on.

In January, a special train carrying a Japanese officer inspection team was bombed, and everyone on the train died.

On the night of the Chinese New Year in February, a gunfight broke out in a western restaurant on Xiafei Road in the French Concession...

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