Seeing Pang Yuanju breathed a sigh of relief, Cheng Qianfan immediately determined that this person was just a minion.
Obviously, Pang Yuanju did not know his "true identity", nor did he know his purpose and work arrangements for coming to Nanjing. Otherwise, Pang Yuanju would not have been so frightened by his phone being monitored by internal surveillance.
From this point of view, Pang Yuanju is just a small person on the surface of Mei’s mechanism, and the person who truly “can make ideas” has not yet appeared.
He couldn't help but become more curious about the Mei agency.
"Stypunk car, I'll drive away tomorrow at the latest." Cheng Qianfan suddenly said.
"Impossible." Pang Yuanju shook his head, "There are not many cars in the US."
He couldn't help but frown, "Why do you have to have Steepunk? The cars in the Great Japanese Empire are no worse than American cars."
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Pang Yuanju. He kept thinking that Pang Yuanju was a Japanese, a traitor bought by the Japanese, or that "Japanese people acted as traitors" like him.
Pang Yuanju's words made him feel moved, but it was still difficult to confirm after all.
"It is because of scarcity that it highlights its preciousness and rareness." Cheng Qianfan smiled slightly, "What I want is this scarcity."
He looked at Pang Yuanju and said, "You are a driver. A beautiful car. The most important thing is how precious it is. This thing is to men, just like a rare treasure to women. You know this more than me."
Seeing Pang Yuanju asking, Cheng Qianfan waved his hand, "Don't ask me what I want to use for this car, I will naturally be useful."
He looked at Pang Yuanju, "Okada Department Chief has orders first, so that your department can meet all my requirements."
"It is to cooperate with reasonable requirements." Pang Yuanju said.
"My request is reasonable." Cheng Qianfan said bluntly. He raised his eyebrows, meaning that if you have different opinions, go to Okada Moon and say it separately, don't tell me.
"I will do my best." Pang Yuanju said with a frown.
"It's not about doing your best, it's necessary to do it." Cheng Qianfan said, and as he said, he stood up directly, "Thank you for your hospitality, say goodbye."
Pang Yuan Ju return gift.
...
At this moment, Cheng Qianfan suddenly remembered something and said, "There is another thing. I am not familiar with Nanjing. Do you have the latest Nanjing map here?"
"Yes." Pang Yuanju said, "There is a map of Nanjing made by Kuraku."
He said to Cheng Qianfan, "Wait a minute, I'll give it to you."
"Thank you." Cheng Qianfan was overjoyed.
Soon, Pang Yuanju took the map and came back.
Cheng Qianfan spread the map on the table to see it. His eyes shone in his eyes and exclaimed, "It's very fine, absolutely first-class, great."
"This is the most professional printing and production of famous drawing clubs in the Great Japanese Empire." Pang Yuanju said.
"So that's it." Cheng Qianfan nodded. He glanced at Pang Yuanju and couldn't help but feel moved.
Pang Yuanju handed Cheng Qianfan the bamboo tube that was installed on the map.
Cheng Qianfan didn't answer, so he folded the map carefully and squarely, then asked Pang Yuan for kraft paper to wrap it outside, and then put it in his briefcase.
"I'm so grateful." Cheng Qianfan thanked again.
"It is also my honor to be able to help you." Pang Yuanju said.
"I'll pick up the car tomorrow." Cheng Qianfan suddenly said before leaving.
Pang Yuanju's face became gloomy again. After all, he didn't say anything else, but just nodded subconsciously.
...
With a creak, the door was pushed open and someone walked out of the storage room next door.
"Courtesman." Pang Yuanju saluted respectfully.
Toshihiko Okada nodded slightly and sat down on the sofa with a big golden knife.
"Fuii, what are you confused?" He glanced at Pang Yuanju.
"The chief, Amber did not wait quietly for me to contact him, and he came to see me suddenly. My subordinates thought this was not suitable." Pang Yuanju said.
"I know more about this. It's okay for him to do this," said Toshihiko Okada.
Kentaro Miyazaki was monitored by internal surveillance by people around him. Since he said on the phone that he wanted to book a car, it was not wrong to come.
Toshihiko Okada didn't mind very much that Kentaro Miyazaki was not following the rules. He was actually a commander who didn't like rigid minds. In fact, Kentaro Miyazaki realized that it was necessary to come and came decisively, which made Toshihiko Okada quite appreciate it.
He only knows to obey orders and is a good soldier.
Having a certain degree of subjective initiative is more appropriate in some cases.
Those who know how to do business are born as the most suitable intelligence officer.
Of course, it is mainly because the commander in charge of this mission was Toshihiko Okada. Okada knew that if someone else was in charge, Kentaro Miyazaki's move would obviously be scolded internally.
"Court Director, 'Amber' came to the car shop to get in touch with me, just to urge me to help him find Steepunk?" Pang Yuanju expressed another doubt, "He didn't even mention a word about mission and action."
"That's because he's guessing that you're just a small character and knows nothing about his mission." Toshihiko Okada chuckled and said indifferently.
This is the second point he was satisfied with Kentaro Miyazaki's performance. He listened in the storage room, and there was a hidden observation port in the storage room, where the expressions and movements of the two could be observed.
He noticed that Kentaro Miyazaki should have intentionally talked to Pang Yuanju, but when Kentaro Miyazaki noticed that he was surveillance of the phone, Kentaro Miyazaki saw Pang Yuanju's stress reaction, and his whole attitude changed and he became more relaxed.
Because Kentaro Miyazaki obviously realized that Pang Yuanju in front of him knew nothing about many things. Since that is the case, he would not talk about work, but only talk about other things.
This guy's observation and reaction are smart. He is worthy of being good at doing business. He is comparable to some of the vendors in Osaka, Osaka, and can play with the hair.
"Didn't he say he's coming to Testy Punk tomorrow?" said Toshihiko Okada. "This is his job."
He had a vague premonition that Kentaro Miyazaki insisted on Steepunk, which should not be used for his own enjoyment, but for Chu Mingyu.
"Fuii." He glanced at Pang Yuanju, "This is an order."
"Hayi!"
Only then did Toshihiko Okada nod his head with satisfaction.
His eyes glanced at the bamboo tube used to hold the map on the table, and he couldn't help but nod.
This is the third point when he is satisfied with Kentaro Miyazaki.
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Kentaro Miyazaki obviously realized this, so he found Pang Yuanju to ask for a map of Nanjing.
And what I want is the latest Nanjing map. In this way, even if someone asks, "Cheng Qianfan" can explain that it will be the future of Nanjing for many years, and I may not know the new look, so I am looking at the latest Nanjing map.
...
"You mean, Cheng Qianfan went to the ideal car dealer at No. 39 Yihe Road." Dingmutun took a sip of tea, looked at Tong Xueyong, and asked.
"Yes." Tong Xueyong nodded, "Director, according to the telephone surveillance investigation records, two days ago, Cheng Qianfan did call Ideal Car Store to inquire about the matter of ordering a car, but--"
"But what?" Cymmuntun asked immediately.
"However, Cheng Qianfan claimed his surname to him, saying that he came from Tianjin." Tong Xueyong said.
"Cheng Qianfan was able to come to Nanjing with the delegation. For the need of confidentiality, the reason he made public in the French Concession police room was to go to the French Concession in Tianjin to work in the French Concession." said Cymmuntun, thinking, "Maybe he said so because of confidentiality."
As he said that, Cymmunt suddenly paused and asked, "How did Cheng Qianfan know about this ideal car dealer?"
"I don't know this subordinate. Maybe this ideal car dealer is doing a big business and is quite famous in Shanghai?" said Tong Xueyong.
"No." Tingmutun shook his head.
If you want to say that luxury car industry is the most famous and business-making industry, Nanjing is not enough to see in front of Shanghai.
After half a year, the modernity in Shanghai was only in Nanjing.
"Give me the phone call record of Cheng Qianfan and this ideal car dealer." said Cymmuntun.
"yes!"
...
Tong Xueyong went to get the phone record, while Dingmutun fell into thinking:
Monitoring Cheng Qianfan does not have much special charm. Anyone who may have contact with Mr. Wang, especially those who suddenly participate in the group, will routinely monitor him for a period of time.
The problem now is that Cheng Qianfan doesn’t know if he doesn’t check it. If he checks it like this, it is indeed worth pondering. At least there is something strange about this phone call.
During this trip to Nanjing, Li Cuiqun, the deputy head of the secret service headquarters, was in charge of the Shanghai headquarters. He was able to come to Nanjing with the delegation. Dingmutun attached great importance to this "as an important member of the delegation" and returned to Ning with Mr. Wang to the opportunity to meet with the new National Government and participate in important state affairs.
Among them, the top priority is that Wang Baihai is responsible for the safety of his personal care. Dingmutun does not allow any accidents to occur.
Even though Cheng Qianfan has always been close to Japan and has a close relationship with the Japanese, and is Chu Mingyu's nephew, he still "handled impartially".
"Director, phone record." Tong Xueyong handed the phone record document to Dingmutun with both hands.
"It seems that Cheng Qianfan is indeed quite familiar with this ideal car dealer." Dingmutun pointed to the phone record and said.
Cheng Qianfan directly said on the phone that Pang Yuanju (transliteration) who was looking for the ideal car dealership.
"No." Tong Xueyong's expression suddenly changed slightly and he said.
"Oh, let's talk." Dingmutun looked at Tong Xueyong with a smile.
"Director." Tong Xueyong said, "If Cheng Qianfan knew this person named Pang, he should have said that Mr. Cheng from Shanghai was looking for Manager Pang, rather than Mr. Gong from Tianjin."
"You mean—" said Cymmuntun, "Isn't this a phone call for someone I know, but more like some kind of codeword connector?"
"Yes, director." Tong Xueyong said, "I think so."
He looked at Cymmuntun, "In addition, if you want to say something suspicious, there is another point..."
"Tell me." Dingmutun glanced at Tong Xueyong in surprise and said.
This person has always been a competition with Li Cuiqun, so of course, he can't say that. To be precise, Tong Xueyong is at the Shanghai headquarters, and he is under Li Cuiqun's work.
This is the first time he has had direct contact with Tong Xueyong, who is worthy of being the deputy stationmaster of the Hongdang South City Transportation Station, and is indeed quite capable.
Tingmutun himself was born in the Red Party. Although he was quite ashamed of his background in the Red Party, he admitted in his heart that the Red Party was indeed quite talented.
"Maybe it can't be said to be a suspicious point, but it's a bit strange." Tong Xueyong said carefully, "According to what we have mastered, Cheng Qianfan once studied at the Central Army Officer's School, and should be more familiar with the streets and alleys of Nanjing, at least he is very familiar with the surroundings of Central Army Officer's School."
He paused for a moment and continued, "From the Little Red Building at the back door of the Model Prison to Yihe Road. According to Ai Heng, his subordinate, he took the road to the Chinese Girls' School nearest, but the rickshaw driver took the Huangnigang."
He frowned and said, "This coachman charges the car fee for the trip, not a single price. This is obviously a detour and charges more money. Since Cheng Qianfan is familiar with this route, he will naturally see that the coachman takes a detour, but he has no reaction and seems to have not seen this."
"It's indeed a bit strange." Chronicon nodded and said, "But, could it be Cheng Qianfan who asked the coachman to leave Huangnigang?"
He thought, "Walking on the Huangnigang line, I happened to pass by the gate of the Central Army Officers University. Is Cheng Qianfan going to take a look at his alma mater?"
"This..." Tong Xueyong frowned, then showed a look of shame. "The point you said is indeed possible. It was because my subordinates had omitted it. I did not interrogate the coachman. I will ask it clearly later."
"Well." Tingmutun nodded, "No matter what, that phone call is always a bit unreasonable, so check it out."
"yes!"
"And this-" Dingmutun pointed to the phone record, "This person, Pang Yuanju, is this name these three words? The name needs to be clarified."
"Yes." Tong Xueyong said quickly, "I arranged someone to go to the test."
"It's not just about checking Cheng Qianfan, but about both ends." said Dingmutun, "Manager Pang also needs to check."
He told Tong Xueyong, "Compared with Cheng Qianfan's 'outsider' who just came from Shanghai, this ideal car dealer and Pang Yuanju are local, so there are more clues to it if you look up."
"Yes, Director, you are right." Tong Xue said in a state of contemplation.
This is not a hypocritical compliment, nor is he a person who makes things easier by his mouth. Dingmutun is indeed a big figure in the special agent system that spans the Red Party, the Kuomintang, and the Wang family. He is indeed quite capable.
...
Cheng Qianfan sat in the rickshaw seat, leaning back, and looking at the surrounding scenery quite comfortably.
Because there were suddenly dark clouds in the sky, it seemed to be cloudy and raining.
Without the sun, Cheng Qianfan let the coachman fall from the carport.
"How could he be in Nanjing?" A man accidentally glanced at the roadside at the second floor of a teahouse on the side of the road, and his eyes were attracted by the handsome passenger, and he immediately spoke in surprise.
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