Streets of Honolulu city.

Zuoge, who is a pseudonym Nanyaichiro, looks around with Ozawa Kawahiro who is a pseudonym Ozawa Tatsuya, and finds a suitable location to start the sucrose business.

This is the third day after the two arrived in Hawaii, and the American ONI agent behind them is still doing their jobs due diligence.

Although the other party's stalking skills are a bit clumsy, they are very energetic.

"Nan Jiajun, the location here is very good."

Ozawakawa said with a map and pointed to a neighborhood near the seaside.

In his experience, in the weather and visibility, the Pearl Harbor waterway can be seen by using a telescope here.

Zuo Chong shook his head, glanced across the map and around, and whispered to explain why he couldn't do this.

"Ozawa Jun, it is not a traditional commercial area. If you choose it as a trading company, it is easy for Americans to find problems.

We must remember that we are businessmen now, and all behaviors must be in line with the way of thinking of merchants. Let’s go and take a look here.”

As he said that, Zuo Chong pointed to a place on the map, not caring about the followers who were pretending to be reading the newspaper several meters away.

Ozawakawa nodded at the map. The location he chose was indeed "too good". It must be a key area for Americans to monitor, so they don't need to cause trouble.

The two of them just talked and walked, moving away from the coast.

On a Chrysler Airflow car on the corner of the street, several ONI agents looked at the target and walked away, and the person in the driver's seat asked.

"Bob, has the movie Nan Jia said verified?"

"Major, the agents in Osaka have verified that the movie theater was indeed playing "Butterfly Dream" that day. Do you think the other party is a Japanese spy?"

The latter answered the rhetorical question, while the former was the questioner who had interrogated Zuoge and Ozawakawa on the dock.

This person's face is thin, with long brown hair, and his dark blue eyes look a little cold in the sun.

"No, this is just a routine screening, after all, they are two adult men, aren't they?"

The questioner watched Zuo Chong and the others leave, stretched out the window and made a gesture, and several ONI field staff followed.

The other three people in the car looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders, feeling that the other party was a little too cautious.

There are not a thousand or eight hundred Japanese people who come to Hawaii every day. If every adult male Japanese has to follow them, they don’t have so much energy at all.

However, the other party was ONI's commander in Honolulu, and no one could stop anything he wanted to do.

Having such a boss is absolutely bad news for them who are used to comfortable life.

No wonder Mr. Nasan Har was kicked from the local area by the bureau to Honolulu. It seems that the upper class doesn't like such a troublesome guy.

Nasan Harr didn't know what his subordinates were thinking, so he started the car and turned the steering wheel to the next surveillance point. As a qualified commander, the Honolulu map was firmly engraved in his head.

Under the "protection" of ONI agents, Zuo Chong and his wife came to a lively street, where trading company signs with texts from various countries were everywhere.

"stop!"

Someone suddenly heard a loud shout more than 20 meters away from Zuoge and Ozawagawa. It turned out that two Honolulu policemen stopped an Asian woman passing by.

"Sir, I'm just passing by."

"Don't move, we suspect you are related to a theft case and are subject to a body search."

Zuo Chong watched coldly and searched his body with a bullshit. These two American police officers obviously wanted to take advantage of it. Seeing that people around him were familiar with each other, it was obvious that this was not the first time this happened.

Ozawakawa bit his cheeks, and the clogs under the woman's feet proved that the other party was Japanese, at least Japanese.

At this moment, he seemed to understand the plan of the Locust and the Cabinet. These omega ghost animals should be killed, otherwise the Asians would never be able to truly stand up.

"Angry?"

Zuo Chong asked lightly from the side, his expression calmly, then sneered and looked at Ozawakawa with a sarcasm.

"Aren't you doing the same thing in the Republic of China? Are you angry at that time? Why do you get angry when you see the Japanese being bullied now?"

In order to instigate Ozawakawa, the Military Control Commission used temptation, and this relationship was very fragile and could easily be repeated.

Because the education and growth environment the other party receives, what they see and hear are the monarchism, the poison has penetrated into the bone marrow, and the change of thought will not be so fast.

Once you are exposed to certain sensitive things, those thoughts hidden deep in your heart will still emerge, just like this moment.

Ozawakawa was stunned when he heard this, his face was blue and pale, and he wanted to explain but was speechless.

Zuo Chong smiled even happier when he saw this. He pointed to an Asian female passerby wearing high-end clothes, and then to the woman who was being attacked by the American police, and told Ozawakawa a universal truth.

"There are only two types of people in this world, one is the poor and the other is the rich, and it has nothing to do with skin color and nationality.

As long as you have money, even if you are Asians, you can still get the so-called respect. Do you understand?"

Ozawakawa looked at the American policeman showing goodwill to the gorgeously dressed female passerby, and countless words he wanted to say were choked in his throat, his thoughts were extremely confused, and he forgot to answer Zuo Hsi's question.

"Bang!"

"I asked you, did you hear it?"

A slap Ozawakawa in the face, Zuo Chong looked fierce and asked again.

"Listen...heard."

"Bang! Bang! Bang! I can't hear it!"

"I heard it, I heard it!"

"What do you want?"

"Make money, make more money!"

"Yaxi~"

After slapped Ozawa twice, Zuo Chong got the answer he wanted and immediately smiled with satisfaction.

MD, Japanese people are just bad things, they have to beat them to understand people's words.

He had known for a long time that Ozawakawa had not been completely subdued, so he chose to participate in the mission, not only because the other party was familiar with the US Navy, but also to make good use of the other party.

As for whether beating people in the street will be exposed?

Isn't this very normal? Especially when both parties involved are Japanese, there are so many Japanese people on Oahu, and people have long been used to slapping.

Just like Zuo Chong thought, Nasan Har, who was surveillance in the distance, saw this scene and gave his subordinates the order to end the mission.

As a child who grew up in Little Tokyo, the largest Japanese settlement in Los Angeles, he is very sure that the other party is a real Japanese. No one can do anything except the Japanese.

Let’s talk about Ozawakawa. After being “reminded” by a few big mouths, he looked at the woman and the American policeman and saw the anger he had just lost.

He felt that as long as he had money, he could live the life he wanted no matter which country he went to.

Even if the compatriots are being bullied in front of you, so what?

This responsibility should be borne by Tianluo and the Japanese government. What he, a small Zhongzuo, needs to do is to make himself rich and become a superior person.

Zuo Heng patted his shoulder and walked into a rented building. Those peeping eyes were gone, and it was time to start the task.

Ten days later.

A Japanese trading company specializing in sugar trading opened its doors, and the Japanese Chamber of Commerce in Honolulu sent people to deliver the flower wheel.

At the same time, news of the arrival of two imperial merchants from Osaka, who were very expensive, slowly spread in the local Japanese circle, and people visited them from time to time to seek cooperation.

On that day, Zuo Chong sent an old Japanese man out, bowed and watched the car drive away with a smile, turned around and walked back to the trading company.

"Nan Jiajun, I really didn't expect the profit of sugar to be so generous."

Ozawakawa sat at the table and looked at the account book, saying without raising his head, his face full of joy.

Less than half a month after opening, they actually made tens of thousands of yen by purchasing sugar from the local area and selling it to the Japanese Navy.

You talk about the mission?

No matter how important it is to make money in a mission, just work for a year or two, Ozawa is confident that he can directly bribe the commander of the US Pacific Fleet. Why take the risk to find out the news?

Seeing that this guy had completely gotten into the money, Zuo Chong felt relieved and felt helpless. This was too much of a brainwash.

He walked up to take away the account book, greeted the newly hired trading staff, and pulled Ozawakawa into the quiet room on the second floor.

"Ozawa, business can be done at any time, but if we fail to complete the Tokyo mission, we may be recalled."

After the two sat down, left checked whether there were monitoring equipment indoors, and lowered their voices to remind the other party not to put the cart before the horse.

After hearing this, Ozawakawa looked reluctant and secretly cursed the general command and asked Zuo Chong what he would do next and whether he would go to Pearl Harbor.

Zuo Chong was silent. Why did he forget that the other party was a spy who became a monk halfway through the journey? He was purely asking Yu Yu.

After a long time, he sighed: "Well, first of all, we need to contact the intelligence officer of the Japanese Consulate in Hawaii to report on our current progress.

Then, we have to find a way to collect the weather and hydrological information in Honolulu. Haven’t you read the information provided by the Hasegawa authorities?”

Ozawakawa smiled awkwardly. At that time, he was frightened by Zuo Chong's sudden appearance and had no intention of memorizing the information.

Thinking of this, he asked: "Nan Jiajun, you pretend to be an agent of the Hasei agency, there will be no problem, Hasei Ryosuke is a very smart intelligence officer."

Looking at Ozawa who was kept in the dark, Zuozhe gave a positive answer, ensuring that Hase would never discover his identity.

After comforting the other party, he decided to go to the death mailbox to send information in person.

After these days of observation, Zuo Chong was convinced that ONI had given up surveillance and he should do this dangerous job by himself when contacting him to go online.

When he asked Ozawa to go, he was really afraid that this person would send the information to ONI's office.

That night, Zuo Chong walked around the city of Honolulu for several times, made multiple disguises and came to a beach, and put a small stone into a tree hole.

A few hours later, the Tokyo Navy Command received a top-secret message from the Hawaii Consulate, with only six words in the contents.
Chapter completed!