Spy Wars: I signed in at the Military Police at the beginning

"Matsuda-kun, I have a lot of responsibilities recently, I am afraid I can't spare the time." Yokoyama Isamu said, rubbing his hands. He is indeed very busy recently, but it is not the case that he has no time.

"One tenth will be your appraisal fee." Zhou Jianke saw that Yokoyama Isami was trying to refuse, so he directly explained the benefits to him.

"Although time is tight, since Commander Matsuda has given the order, I will try to squeeze out some time even if I am exhausted!" Yokoyama Isamu appealed to his emotions.

"One and a half percent, no more! Can this solve your health problems?"

"Matsuda-kun, I'm not doing this for money. I'm not interested in money! I really like antiques!"

Seeing Zhou Ke and the other man rolling their eyes, Hengshan Yong continued, "Give me the work address. From now on, that place will be the new home of my Hengshan brand perpetual motion machine!"

"Stop, pick out a few pieces for me that are valuable but not antiques!" Zhou Ke looked at Yokoyama Isamu, who had a straight face, and pointed at the pile of debris in the yard and ordered.

When he was planning to send someone off to Nanzō Yunko, he also took a few things with him and asked Nanzō Yunko to pass them on to Doiyuan. After all, this matter was also thanks to the Special High Technology Department.

In addition, Zhou Ke always felt that Tu Feiyuan should know something about the human trafficking. He was so straightforward in handling the problem, and it would be a bit unkind of him not to bring something to compensate him.

An hour later, Zhou Ke, holding a miniature golden coffin and a golden bell, led Sakata Shinsuke to No. 76. It happened that Tu Feiyuan was still there, so Zhou Ke gave the things to Tu Feiyuan.

"Senior Tufeiyuan, I'm here to deliver you a coffin and a clock. Please don't despise me." Zhou Ke signaled his men who were carrying the things to open the box.

Looking at the two massive golden sculptures, the fat guy, who was originally feeling a little unhappy when listening to Zhou Ke's words, suddenly began to smile unconsciously.

"Captain Matsuda, are these things all pure gold?" Sannomiya Aki, who was with Doiyuan, stared at the things in the box sent by Zhou Ke.

"Of course, it won't work if it's not pure! This coffin represents power and wealth, and this golden bell represents the death of a natural death, which means longevity to the Chinese!" Zhou Ke explained seriously.

"Matsuda-kun, you are so thoughtful! These things have good meanings, I like them all, but they are a little too expensive!"

Dobiyuan took his greedy eyes off the things and continued, "But since it's from Matsuda-kun, I'll accept it! Yunzi, thank Matsuda-kun for me later."

"Don't worry, Section Chief, I will thank Matsuda-kun very much!" Nanzō Yunko said with a smile from the side.

"Then I'll go back first. You guys go about your business, Matsuda-kun." After saying this, Doiyuan said goodbye and left.

"Chief, you didn't take your things! Commander Matsuda, Commander Minamizo, I'm leaving first too!" Sannomiya Aki picked up the heavy box and chased after him.

An hour later, the famous gynecological hospital in Shanghai received another female patient who looked familiar.

Nan Zao Yunzi, with a flushed face, had to take sick leave again under Zhou Ke's urging. No. 76, which had just been renovated with some results, was back in the hands of Zhou Ke and his idle people.

"Dear, please manage No. 76 well this time! These Chinese people will not do their job properly if we loosen the whip a little bit."

When Nanzō Yunko thought of the hard work she had put in recently to rectify the lazy atmosphere in No. 76, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Yunzi, don't worry. Even if I don't have time recently, I will send Yokoyama Isamu to keep an eye on you!" Zhou Ke signaled Yunzi to be at ease, but it would have been better if he hadn't said this. After he said this, Nanzao Yunzi's reaction became even stronger.

"Don't do that, dear. You don't know what Yokoyama Isamu did to No. 76 when you and I were away last time!"

Because Zhou Ke had returned to his country before, Nanzō Yunko had always believed that Unit 76 was led by its only military adviser, Yokoyama Isamu, so the laxity of Unit 76 was naturally attributed to this crooked leader.

"Yunzi, don't worry. Yokoyama-kun is different now. I will ask him to implement high standards of military management on No. 76!"

"You don't have to be too strict, just don't indulge them!"

Nanzō Yunko felt a lot more at ease when she saw Zhou Ke's solemn words. Matsuda-kun is truly a reliable man!

After leaving the hospital, Zhou Ke returned to No. 76 and, under the pretext of handling official business, looked through some recently sorted files and documents.

"You are amazing, Taijun. You have only been here for a short while and Commander Nanzō has already gone back to rest! Are you free tonight? I would like to treat you to a simple meal."

Ding Mocun, who had been having a hard time recently, rushed to Zhou Ke's office like a wild horse as soon as he received the news that Nan Zao Yunzi was hospitalized again.

"Mr. Ding, if you have something to say, just say it. We are not outsiders, so there is no need to go through so much formality!" Zhou Ke gestured to Ding Mocun to sit down and speak.

"Taijun, I have contacted several senior officials from Shancheng who are interested in joining the empire, and I would like to discuss their destination with you."

After listening to Ding Mocun's words, Zhou Ke was secretly shocked and remembered another related matter. He asked, "During my return, have those people you instigated been settled?"

"We've found a place for them to stay, but we haven't figured out what specific arrangements they should do." Ding Mocun said with some concern.

The people he brought back before were all in the political circle, and they usually had no specific responsibilities to do, so arranging work for them now was a huge problem.

I don’t know how those traitors and traitors who had come over and did nothing before, now rushed to do something practical when they came to the puppet government.

But now the city government is overcrowded. Although it claims to be recruiting heavily, there are actually no vacancies. There may even be three or four carrots planted in one position!

"Ding Sang, what you said is a problem that really deserves attention. It's almost time for dinner, so call the top two executives of the management team to have dinner together."

"When the time comes, let's brainstorm and discuss where to put those who have come and those who have not come!" Zhou Ke thought for a moment and ordered.

"Okay, Madam. But let's not discuss those who haven't arrived yet tonight. I'm afraid someone will leak the news and affect the normal transfer of those people." Ding Mocun reminded.

"Ding Sang, do you think the leak of information is a good thing or a bad thing?" Zhou Kewang asked Ding Mocun.

"Good news?" Ding Mocun couldn't keep up with the thoughts of the lady in front of him for a moment.

"Of course, tonight is all management. If this news leaks out, it means that apart from the person in charge of the Telecommunications Department who has been reviewed many times, there must be a traitor among the others!"

After Zhou Ke finished speaking meaningfully, he put on a deep expression as if he had seen through everything and said nothing more.

"Great! Your plan is really great! This is simply killing two birds with one stone!" Ding Mocun's mind was working quickly and an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and a feeling of admiration arose spontaneously.

What a great plan! In this way, under the arrangement of Matsuda Taijun, this not-so-simple dinner in the evening not only discussed the problem, but also played a good role in investigation.

As for whether those who are about to surrender will live or die, in Ding Mocun's opinion, this small issue does not seem to be that important compared with the first two things!