Chapter 996 What's wrong with this waste
Chapter 996 What's wrong with this waste
From afternoon to evening, Kitahara Ransuke stayed in the house smoking one cigarette after another.
This incident dragged him into the center of the vortex, and made him suddenly realize, or rather, something he had discovered a long time ago but had always been unwilling to face - Lin Ze seemed to have become extremely important in the North China Front Army.
But Lin Jun, he is not Japanese after all!
After stubbing out the cigarette, Kitahara rubbed his face vigorously.
He recalled the time when he first arrived in Peiping and served as the director of the counterintelligence department, remembered Miyamoto when he was still a small businessman, and remembered Lin Ze who was introduced by Miyamoto.
Suddenly he raised his head and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Miyamoto is now one of the richest businessmen in East Asia.
Gao Shengping became the Chief of Police of Beijing.
Even Wang Xiaoshou once served as a detective captain, but later it was heard that he had made some mistake and was exiled by Lin Ze.
Own.......
The former small counterintelligence director has now grown into the major general intelligence chief of the North China Front Army!
Kitahara Ransuke slapped himself suddenly.
Fuck! Why are you thinking about all these things? It doesn't matter who Lin Jun is. What matters is that Lin Jun can make him improve!
Compared with those aristocratic parasites and children of high-ranking military officials, could Lin Jun be worse?
No, Lin Jun is ten times or even a hundred times stronger than them!
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!"
Kitahara Ransuke took a deep breath and answered the phone.
It was Lin Ze who called. "Hey, Kitahara-kun, everything's settled. Notice that Miura Hide will attend the case analysis meeting tomorrow morning. After the meeting, we'll hold a press conference to announce the conclusion of this train explosion and derailment case."
Kitahara didn't even bother to make jokes, "Ha!"
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Early the next morning.
The atmosphere at the Astor Hotel was tense.
A large number of military police and auxiliary officers blocked the surrounding areas. Some soldiers were sniffing around with large wolfhounds, trying to find any loopholes in the security check.
An hour later, the special investigator from Tokyo, the major general of the Nanjing General Headquarters, the deputy director of the Special Agent Headquarters, senior technical personnel of the South Manchuria Railway, and Kitahara, Hayashi Ze and others will hold a meeting in the conference room of the Astor Hotel, and then hold a press conference in the auditorium.
Many Japanese local media outlets did not hesitate to send people by plane to interview the matter. After a period of fermentation, the fact that the train exploded and derailed, killing more than 20 senior military officers, could no longer be concealed.
All parties want to see how this matter will end and which party should bear the responsibility.
Outside, there were armed military police everywhere. In the suite where Beiyuan lived, Lin Ze was leisurely smoking and drinking tea.
Kitahara Ransuke hesitated and said, "Lin Jun, sending so many soldiers..."
Lin Ze said lightly: "If we can't reach an agreement, just kill them all."
Kitahara Ransuke was a little trembling.
"Kitahara-kun, I'm just joking, are you serious?"
Kitahara Ransuke forced a smile and said, "Who would dare to take your words as a joke?"
In Doi Hasumi's suite.
Doi was trembling as he changed into his military uniform, muttering to himself as if he was reciting something.
In the room next door to Ding Mocun, Director Ding was bored.
He could sense that the atmosphere was not right, but it really had nothing to do with him. He was like an outsider who did not understand the opera. He knew that the singing on the stage was lively, but he did not know what the singing was about.
In the luxurious suite where Hide Miura lives, several people are still making their final plot.
Miura Hide was confident. He changed into a tuxedo and tied a bow tie. It was obvious that he planned to make a big splash at the subsequent press conference and was determined to bring down Okamura Yasuji.
Suddenly he thought of something and asked his assistant, "Has Fujimoto not been contacted yet?"
"Miura-kun, that guy is so elusive. Since last night, many military police have been coming to the area, saying they're providing security for today's meeting. To avoid attracting attention, our people haven't gone out to meet Fujimoto again."
Miura Hide nodded. "Forget it then. This guy, is he still dreaming? He's just a dog of the Prime Minister, and he wants to be in the limelight? However, this Lin Ze really respects us. It's just a meeting, but he made such a big fuss. This is unimaginable in Tokyo."
The subordinate complimented him, "When you return to Tokyo with your success, you will surely be put to great use. It's not impossible for you to become the Minister of War. By then, the scene will be no less grand than here, so you'll need to adapt in advance."
Sanpu Xiu smiled and said, "You are not very good at complimenting people. Although I graduated from Lu University, my qualifications are still inexperienced. I can forget about becoming Lu Xiang, but I still have a chance to become the second Lu Xiang."
The subordinates complained in their hearts, you are so shameless. You are a colonel, but you are only temporarily promoted by flattering Tojo, and you still want to be the vice-minister of the army?
Are you worthy?
"Boom boom boom!"
Miura Hide motioned his men to open the door.
The person who came was the conference staff. "Hello, the meeting will start soon. Please move to the conference room."
At the same time, representatives from Doi, Dingmo Village, Manchuria Railway and others received the notice.
Some went upstairs and some went downstairs to the conference room and took seats according to their name tags.
After they sat down, Niu Saner came in and took a look around to make sure there was no problem before going to invite Lin Ze.
Lin Ze was in front, Kitahara Ransuke was half a step behind, Niu Saner was leading in the front on the left, and conference staff and service personnel were following behind.
In the corridor, there was a military policeman standing every three steps, not facing the crowd, but with his back to the crowd.
Two rows of elite members of the Assistance Bureau in black uniforms stood at the door of the conference room. When Lin Ze was five steps away from them, these elite members of the Assistance Bureau raised their hands and saluted, and Lin Ze raised his hand to return the salute.
The door was opened.
I don't know who stood up first and started clapping.
Although Miura Hide was reluctant, he stood up calmly and applauded.
Niu Saner took two quick steps and placed the documents and teacup on the main seat. Lin Ze didn't hesitate at all and walked to the main seat and sat down.
Kitahara Ransuke sat down in Lin Ze's original seat quite naturally, and took off the seat sign and threw it aside.
Miura Hide frowned and exchanged glances with the assistant beside him.
The assistant said, "Major General Kitahara has been unwell for the past two days. I guess Commander Lin will be asked to preside over the meeting on his behalf."
After that, seeing that Miura Hide's eyes were somewhat gloomy, he added: "But Commander Lin is too arrogant. If Major General Kitahara is unwell, you should be asked to preside over the meeting..."
Miura Hide looked around and found that no one else had any objection to this. Only Doi Yucheng looked a little pale, and there seemed to be a bump on his head. He kept wiping the sweat off his face.
What happened to this piece of trash?
Lin Ze was not in a hurry. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and lit a cigarette.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he almost said, "Okay, comrades, let's have a meeting now."
He coughed and said, "Respected Special Correspondent Miura, officers, today we are holding an analysis meeting on the train explosion and derailment case to finalize the case and announce a conclusion. Please speak in turn."
NFBE