I teach kendo in Tokyo

The same night in Tokyo.

Sakuma returned to the observation room next to the interrogation room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw his old colleague Aramaki waiting inside.

The anti-terrorism class is very enthusiastic. Sakuma said in a teasing tone.

Aramaki ignored Sakuma's amateurism and said directly: I wonder if this person doesn't know any important information at all?

I think so too. We gave him so much wine and he didn't say anything. At times like this, I really wish we had the all-purpose truth serum like in the movie.

Isn't there a new compound in the technical department? The CIA gave it to me, but you haven't tried it yet?

I've tried it before, but it's not as effective as alcohol. It seems that the Americans can't come up with a truth serum that's more reliable than alcohol.

Potions that only tell the truth when consumed do not exist in reality, so humans have developed various torture techniques.

Sakuma looked at the criminal on the other side of the glass: Anyway, I feel that his defenses have been destroyed by us long ago, and then he said everything we could. What we wanted to know, he really knew nothing about it. I don’t know. Fortunately, it’s not completely fruitless now. At least we know who we are fighting against.”

Aramaki remained silent.

What's wrong? Sakuma asked.

There is a saying among their group that if Aramaki looks serious and meditates, something bad will happen next.

Is this organization, Aramaki said, really just for fundraising? The CIA prints counterfeit money, the KGB secretly sells weapons, and both sell narcotics. South American drug lords can often get the information of both the CIA and the KGB. Intelligence support, we are all familiar with these things.

But why is this fundraising organization equipped with so much firepower?

Maybe... to ensure that we seize the territory from the Yakuza?

Use... the Deshka heavy machine gun? Aramaki frowned, The Yakuza aren't that good at fighting, are they?

In fact, Sakuma also felt that this was too ridiculous. There was no need for such a thing in Daji Dao.

Perhaps...these are weapons that were originally intended for the Communist Party of China to fight against? Does the KGB want to arm the Communist Party of China to fight like they armed the Black Panthers?

Sakuma's speculation made Aramaki nod slightly: This possibility cannot be ruled out. If it is true, then what prevents the delivery of these things is very intriguing. In addition, how do these things flow into Japan? Domestically, I also want to conduct a thorough investigation.”

We are already investigating, but I think... it is not so easy for us to find out the truth. If there is a mole, it must be a high-level mole that is very good at hiding, just like the CIA's codename bishop in the Kremlin Like a mole.

To be honest, this is not an enemy we can find out anymore. The CIA will have to take action.

Aramaki: Is Japan really an independent country?

How can an independent country have foreign troops stationed there? Sakuma said in a teasing tone.

He is not worried about being scolded after this word gets out, because everyone says so, and the law does not punish everyone.

Then there are only five top-ranked countries in the world that can be considered independent countries. After all, these are the only five countries without foreign garrisons. Aramaki actually responded to this joke seriously.

Didn't you miss India? Sakuma asked.

Sorry, mine. Aramaki replied.

Then he brought the off-track topic back to the original track: I have a bad feeling. The mysterious message that their shortwave radio station suddenly broadcast yesterday made me sleepy.

That vegetable price? Didn't the people in the decoding department say that they compared the information that was broadcast before and thought it was meaningless junk information?

That's what they said, Aramaki shook his head, but when I think about when they were learning relevant knowledge in college, the code compiled by the person standing on the podium was easily deciphered by the Americans. I feel very uncomfortable. Reliable.

Hahaha. Sakuma laughed.

It seems that no matter what industry you are in, those who work in the field like to make fun of those who sit in the office.

In short, we have strengthened the defense of key nodes in Tokyo. After laughing, Sakuma said seriously.

Aramaki: Maybe the target will be civilians. This is a new trend that has appeared around the world recently. It is not about holding civilians hostage to satisfy their demands, but simply targeting civilians to spread terror.

Is this crazy? Sakuma was speechless. He was a gongan. Although he and Aramaki specialized in different directions, paying attention to new trends around the world was also something he had to do. Of course, he also noticed the new trend that Aramaki mentioned.

It's not crazy, it's a rational choice. Aramaki said in a cold voice, Compared to attacking heavily defended targets, the cost of attacking civilians is much lower. And compared to kidnapping, directly installing a bomb to create a large number of Casualties are also much simpler.

What happened is the result of pure rational choice. It is a compromise with reality after admitting one's own weakness and garbage.

Sakuma frowned: Are you... are you trying to hack those guys?

Yes. Aramaki admitted readily, This is a kind of deterioration. The CIA will still deliberately stigmatize the Black Panther Party, but soon, these guys will have no need to spend the budget to stigmatize them. .

They will naturally not get the support and sympathy of the general public. Such fools will become non-threatening, and the time has come when the people above can sleep peacefully.

But correspondingly, it will be a hardship for us errand runners.

No, no, after all, we are civil servants who have passed the highest level examination, but our income is relatively low.

Little did Sakuma know that in a dozen years, civil servants would become the most envied group in Japan because of their stable and not-so-low annual salary.

It is now 1980, Japan is standing on the threshold of the bubble era, and the salaries of civil servants are simply not enough.

After laughing at himself, Sakuma turned to gossip mode: Have you heard, that Shiratori over there is also going to become a consultant at Mitsubishi Heavy Industries?

Aramaki curled his lips: Is Shiratori going too? It's not surprising. Both of his daughters have been admitted to private universities. I can understand this choice, but I cannot accept it.

Hmph, you have been single for ten thousand years. Of course you can be handsome and abide by your duties. You and Goto from the Mobile Team are a perfect match.

I won't go fishing during working hours. Aramaki protested with a frown, However, Goto-san has very strong business ability, which I admire very much.

A man who is not married must have strong business abilities. Just like a virgin cartoonist with amazing creative abilities.

Before he finished speaking, the door of the observation room opened. Sakuma's junior opened the door and came in. He said Sorry to Aramaki, and then whispered a few words directly into Sakuma's ear.

Sakuma was speechless: Are you sure?

What's wrong? Aramaki looked at him doubtfully.

The CIA sent word that the target might be Osaka. Sure enough, the mysterious message was an instruction. American cryptographers are better than ours. Sakuma replied.

Isn't that nonsense? Throughout World War II, the Allies were completely victorious in intelligence warfare. Otherwise, the most famous intelligence agencies in the world would not be the CIA, KGB, and MI6.

Aramaki-senpai, Toma reminded, what you just said not only scolded your colleagues in the decoding department, but also brought us in.

But isn't this a fact? We are not even as good as our German counterparts. The Gestapo has surpassed Sorge's defeated Tekko in terms of reputation and performance. Aramaki said unceremoniously.

Okay, now we are going to Osaka for support, and we can still catch the last Shinkansen.

Can't you just take the Self-Defense Forces plane there? Aramaki asked with a frown.

Spare me. If we take the Self-Defense Forces plane, you don't know how much paperwork there is. Let's take the Shinkansen.

Aramaki complained, Paperwork...are we really a secret service?

Strictly speaking, we are civil servants. Sakuma shrugged.

**

When Xing Jishang came in, Li Zhenghe was watching a video tape.

Xing Jishang was just about to complain that he had just scolded his subordinates for renting a videotape, when he realized that the content of the videotape was not that kind of B-level movie.

Although it's more exciting than a B-movie.

Is this the film that's going to be shown? he asked.

Yes. Li Zhenghe nodded, It seems that he wants to trigger a new wave of anti-security agreement, force the CIA to distract and reduce the funds used to train rebels in Afghanistan.

The KGB's calculations are really good. So... what do you mean back home?

It's not interesting. Li Zhenghe replied absently, and then ejected the video tape from the video recorder.

Nowadays, video recorders are a fashionable gadget and are extremely expensive, but young people want to buy one at home so that they can watch rented movies at home.

Really?

It's true, they only want us to complete the KGB's mission. However, they have added a condition, that is, we must completely act as Koreans. By the way, where is your favorite dog meat shop in Seoul?

Xing Jishang quickly said the name of the street and the name of the store, and then added a paragraph of evaluation of the flavor of the store.

Although Xing Jishang has never been to Seoul, let alone patronized this store.

This was written in the personality information issued to Xing Jishang.

This dog meat shop does exist, and the street and house number are also real, but they have never received a customer named Xing Jishang.

I still think, Xing Jishang said after memorizing the address of the dog meat shop, he looked at the videotape that Li Zhenghe threw on the table, to engage in such a big battle and attack in the east just to play this videotape is a bit...

That was the Osaka SF Convention, which was heavily guarded by the Osaka Prefectural Police. There was no intrusion. It would be very difficult to hijack the entire venue at once, right? We don't have an entire army to do this. An action team of more than a dozen people, in It is very difficult to control the entire venue without police interference. If there are a large number of police on site, it is simply an impossible task.

The blame lies with those responsible for the Munich Olympic Village hostage incident eight years ago. Since then, there have been less loopholes in security operations for such large-scale events.

Xing Jishang still frowned: But if we just want to play the video directly, wouldn't it be a better choice to raid NHK?

Even if we raid NHK and play the video, there is no guarantee that others will watch it. He may be watching other channels? What if Japan responds quickly and cuts off the signal? What if the Japanese government cuts off power to the NHK building?

“So we have to take hostages, as many as possible, so that they will become a hot spot and reporters will swarm in. The Japanese government cannot forcibly stop them from reporting relevant news after the news control time granted by law has expired.

And even if the power to the venue we occupy is cut off, it will not affect the operation of the cameras in the reporters' hands. We can also arrange for people to send the ripped versions of the video to various TV stations.

So this video can be spread through 'legal' channels. The Japanese government can't stop it even if it wants to, because their news organizations are profit-seeking. Only with ratings and newspaper purchase rates can they have enough publicity. Advertising revenue. They will not let go of such a good hot topic.

The KGB's wishful thinking is pretty loud.

Li Zhenghe patiently explained this to Xing Jishang.

Is this okay? Xing Jishang asked worriedly, Aren't you afraid that I'll reveal my plan by talking too much?

If you were a traitor, I would probably be in jail now. Li Zhenghe shrugged, Besides, the higher-ups didn't expect the people who participated in this mission to come back alive. They probably hoped that we would die in this mission, and then reminisce about our childhood. The taste of the dog meat I ate in Seoul while reciting my death poem.”

Xing Jishang curled his lips: Then can I go to the east and west mission?

Think carefully. You will basically die over there, but there may be a way to survive here.

Xing Jishang curled his lips and stopped talking.

He turned his attention to the video tape, but suddenly found that in addition to the video tape that the KGB had just requested to play, there was another video tape on the table. The outer packaging seemed to be a 18-ban item.

Li Zhenghe noticed Xing Jishang's gaze, then directly inserted the box of videos into the video recorder and pressed the play button.

Xing Jishang frowned, suppressing his expectations and looking at the screen.

Then he found out he was wrong.

Li Zhenghe: This is what I want to show at the Osaka SF Conference. This is my confident work.

Xing Jishang's mouth was half-opened: You mean, after showing the KGB videos, you're going to show this one you made yourself?

Why can't I put the ones I made first? Li Zhenghe asked.

Well... Xing Jishang was speechless, There is no rule that you have to put the KGB tape first, probably.

Then, I decided happily. Next, I have to meet the brothers who will act with me this time.

Didn't you say that, except for the top management, our people should not know your existence? Xing Jishang asked.

Yes, but it doesn't matter now. Even I, who is famous for my fate, may not be able to escape this time. We are the legendary dead soldiers.

I hope others will memorize the characters in the manual like you.

Xing Jishang looked at Li Zhenghe: Is this really good? Don't you often say...

A good commander can bring soldiers home. Yes, I often say it, but what can I do? My hometown sent a special code word, asking me to go all out to complete the commission of the KGB's 'guests'. I What else can be done?”

Li Zhenghe asked twice, What can I do? Xing Jishang pursed his lips and couldn't answer.

Yes, what else can we do? Betrayal? The KGB's anti-traitor team will not let traitors go. In order to have a warning effect, they usually kill their targets in a very cruel way. They are not at all like a neighboring country that likes to use eight-wheel heavy trucks to send people to heaven directly and neatly.

In addition, Li Zhenghe was alone, and the whole family was not hungry when he had enough to eat. But Xing Jishang's wife and daughter are still in their hometown.

What else can be done?