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

Chapter 1062 Li Shiqun's face was pale

After enjoying their meal, the three sat and chatted over tea. Around 9 p.m., Gao Shengping and Okamura Tadamasa took their leave.

As he left, Lao Gao grinned and pulled Okamura Tadamasa along, saying, "Young Master Okamura, let me take you for a stroll in Qin Sheng Lane."

As she spoke, she glanced at Lin Ze, as if to ask for his consent.

Lin Ze waved his hand, "You can arrange it as you see fit. Just be careful and call me if anything happens."

Old Gao immediately exclaimed with pride, "Shengmin, don't worry, when I shop in Qin Sheng Lane, all the shops are closed and the area is cleared out. There are layers upon layers of security, so it's absolutely safe!"

He was overjoyed and took the general's son to a brothel. He'd have plenty to brag about now!

After seeing off the two clowns, Niu San'er went into the flower hall. While changing Lin Ze's herbal tea to help him sleep and calm his nerves, he whispered, "Tanabe Kenji and Li Shiqun both have problems. Tanabe was sneaking around outside with someone for half a day, and they brought a radio with them. It was heavily encrypted, and we haven't been able to crack it yet, brothers from the telecommunications department. Also, there's Li Shiqun. Tonight, Kishida Shoji went to the Rokukoku Hotel and met with Li Shiqun in the bar."

"Shoji Kishida?" Lin Ze, who had been drinking, didn't react for a moment.

Niu San'er hurriedly said, "It was my oversight. This Kishida is from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' consulate in Beiping. He came to Beiping last year. Because the surveillance level was not high at the time, I didn't report it to you. Since he came to meet with Li Shiqun, there must be something going on. I have already arranged to raise his surveillance level."

Lin Ze nodded. "Let's observe first, and then we'll talk about it if things develop."

The next morning, right after I finished breakfast, Miyamoto arrived.

When Lin Ze arrived at the reception room, Miyamoto Ichiro quickly stood up. "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry to bother you so early in the morning!"

"Miyamoto-kun, you must be tired from your journey. How is Tokyo?"

Miyamoto shook his head. "The newspapers are still touting the war results all day, but everyone has already noticed something is wrong. Prices are rising rapidly, fuel is in short supply again, and General Headquarters has once again instructed major banks to issue bonds. However, the war financing capacity is almost exhausted and I'm afraid it's unsustainable. I think if this continues, it won't be long before..."

In recent years, Miyamoto has also grown, transforming from a businessman who used to rely on connections to secure military orders into a business tycoon who can keenly observe political and military trends from economic phenomena.

The Miyamoto Trading Company has now grown into a behemoth. Even in Tokyo, Miyamoto Ichiro is a well-known figure. But with Lin Ze, he remains obedient and even loyal.

After all, they are like-minded people, with deeply intertwined interests, strong control over the structure, and complete domination of personality. As long as Miyamoto doesn't lose his mind, he won't have any disloyal thoughts.

"Miyamoto, people from Jinling have arrived. They say they want to investigate the grain issue. Now that you're in Beiping, they'll probably be eager to see you too."

Miyamoto nodded and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do. I have established a certain relationship with the General Logistics Department's Chief of Logistics, Takeshi Igawa. If the Nanjing side wants to bring up someone to pressure me, I am certainly not afraid."

Lin Ze laughed, "Then you can keep arguing!"

Miyamoto said that the General Staff Headquarters' Supply Station Director was similar to the Minister of Logistics, and this position originated from the supply station system established by the Japanese in the past.

Because the Japanese soldiers in various regions had their own logistics systems, the Director of Logistics was not prominent in the army system. However, despite his inconspicuousness, he still controlled a lot of funds and could provide guidance and adjustments to the supply of various weapons, equipment, and provisions. Moreover, he was in charge of the "official" department. If Nanjing wanted to bring up military provisions, probably no one had more say than the Director of Logistics.

Sure enough, two days later, Kenji Tanabe again asked Miyamoto to come to the Rokukoku Hotel to explain the situation.

When Miyamoto arrived, he showed no respect either. Facing a powerful business tycoon, a colonel could not exert any deterrent effect. At worst, Miyamoto Trading Company would simply stop doing business in Nanjing!

However, Miyamoto noticed something amiss during the meeting. Although Li Shiqun also attended the meeting, he remained silent throughout, his face was deathly pale, and he would occasionally cover his mouth and go out for a while, only to return even weaker.

Miyamoto asked a few more questions out of concern, but Li Shiqun just waved his hand and whispered, "I went out this morning, and I must have caught a chill; my stomach is a little upset."

After returning, Miyamoto told Niu San'er about it, and Niu San'er paid close attention to it and increased the surveillance on Li Shiqun.

That evening, a Nissan drove up to the Six Nations Hotel and picked up Li Shiqun.

Shoji Kishida, sitting in the passenger seat, turned to look at Li Shiqun, who was trembling with weakness, and asked worriedly, "Mr. Li, are you alright?"

Li Shiqun waved his hand, "Perhaps I've caught a cold, so hurry up. After meeting with the Russian, I need to go to the hospital tomorrow."

He was very cautious and careful. He had suspected poisoning, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that his food and drinks were all prepared by his assistants, and he never ate anything provided by the Six Nations Hotel. He figured there wouldn't be any problems.

It's probably due to the long journey, having too many things on one's mind, not getting enough rest, catching a cold, or suffering from gastroenteritis.

Kishida nodded and took out a file folder from his pocket, labeled A-42.

"Mr. Li, this is the goal we hope to achieve and the concessions we are willing to make. The other party is quite sincere, and we should be able to reach an agreement soon. There is also a document here that both parties need to sign. After an agreement is reached, you can take out this document. In urgent situations, you should act expediently. If there are any acceptable changes, you can make the changes on the document on the spot."

Li Shiqun took the file bag and began to read it by the light from inside the car.

Before long, two more vehicles joined them; these were Li Shiqun's "entourage," translator, and security personnel.

It was late at night when the car arrived at a Western-style club located two alleys behind the German Consulate.

The fact that the people from the Northern Bear arranged for us to meet here is somewhat like a case of being blind to the obvious.

Li Shiqun rubbed his face vigorously, trying to look more refreshed, then got out of the car and led his men into the club.

This club was run by a German businessman, and people from the German consulate would even come here for leisure. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a base of the Russian Far East Intelligence Bureau.

Inside the house, several white men had clearly been waiting for some time. They didn't have any Slavic features and looked more like Germans.

The man in the middle stood up and said in a low voice, "I am Director Vasilyev's representative. Which one of you is Mr. Li?"

Li Shiqun coughed twice. "Yes, that's me. Time is of the essence, let's get started quickly."

In the next room, a person was listening to what was happening inside with a receiver.

If Lin Ze were here, he would recognize him at a glance – isn't that Aburatsu Shunsuke?