Looking at several documents on the desktop, the documents were stamped with a stamp of B.
Cheng Qianfan was a little hesitant.
He was thinking quickly in his mind.
Think about your next actions and words.
Under natural emotions and actions, we must show that we are indeed unfamiliar with professional work and cannot express stupidity.
"Secretary, these documents." Cheng Qianfan showed a hesitant and uncertain expression and pointed to these documents.
Sanbenshi Lang glanced at Cheng Qianfan, "It's all outdated information, it's okay."
He pointed to the tool on the desktop, "Come on."
There are thin blades on the table, a bottle of paste, a candle, and a spare Indonesian one.
Cheng Qianfan did not take action immediately, he looked at these tools.
He picked up the blade on the table and stroked the blade with two fingers.
Then, pick up a file bag casually, cut it carefully along the gaps in the cracks of the mud.
Mianbiro nodded. Although he was unfamiliar in terms of movement, Kentaro Miyazaki's movements were very cautious and gentle.
At this moment, a drop of sweat dripped from Cheng Qianfan's forehead, which fell on the mud seal.
If it is a real action to steal files, this is already a failure.
Cheng Qianfan frowned, but did not stop.
Sanbenshi Lang smiled a little, and the young man was very focused and understood what he was doing.
Yes, this is just practice and test, errors and flaws are allowed. If Kentaro Miyazaki stops practicing because of the dripping sweat beads and is terrified of "application", Sanbenjiro will be disappointed.
At this moment, Cheng Qianfan did not master the strength and accidentally broke a small hole in the file bag.
Sanbenjilang shook his head, "Don't open it too deep, use the tip of the knife to tilt it, gently."
Cheng Qianfan didn't say anything and nodded. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and continued to move carefully.
Finally, he cut the file open, took it out and placed it on the table.
Very serious, as if you are really stealing documents.
The fake role model is holding a camera in his hand and taking a quick photo of the file.
Mibenjiro expressed satisfaction with Kentaro Miyazaki's seriousness in doing things, especially this meticulous procedural behavior. This is the correct attitude towards doing things.
Cheng Qianfan then put the documents back into the file bag and subconsciously reached out his finger and dipped it in the paste.
Sanbenshi Lang finally started scolding, "Idiot, use a brush! Be careful to leave fingerprints."
"yes!"
Cheng Qianfan did not look up and used a brush to finely apply the paste. Although he was careful enough, the paste was still not even enough and overflowed.
Sanbenjilang frowned and shook his head.
Fool.
...
Cheng Qianfan resealed the documents, checked them carefully, and wiped his sweat again.
A smile of relief appeared.
Sanbenshi Lang snorted coldly, "Do you think this is enough?"
Cheng Qianfan picked up the file bag and observed carefully again.
Then, he gently rubbed his fingers, and finally his face changed.
"The head of the department is stupid."
After cutting the slit with a knife, although the paste is carefully glued with caution, you can feel a slight roughness when touched with your hands.
Seeing Kentaro Miyazaki checking carefully, he realized the problem. Sanbenshiro nodded secretly.
Because he is a novice, he is a little clumsy, which makes him unable to help but curse.
But, very smart.
As he said that, he was too lazy to talk anymore and started to demonstrate.
Sanbenshilang lit a candle, carefully applied a drop of wax on the blade edge, and evenly applied the tip of the knife. When the wax oil is about to dry, gently rub it gently on the side of the seal.
Then, after careful inspection, he used the tip of the knife to remove the traces of wax oil, and handed the file bag to Cheng Qianfan, "You can see it yourself."
Cheng Qianfan suddenly realized that after doing this, the roughness was relieved.
Finally, use a knife to gently rinse it, to eliminate the hidden dangers of wax oil and not to be smooth.
"What else do you think is wrong?" asked Sanbenshi Lang.
"Milk seal." Cheng Qianfan said, and he showed a shameful expression, "Milk seal, I will not recover further."
...
"Secretary, your phone number." Someone knocked on the door and said.
"Practice yourself." Sanbenjiro rubbed his temples. Although he knew that this guy was an agent who became a monk halfway through, he was indeed not professional and his performance was not too bad, in the eyes of Sanbenjiro, a veteran agent, such a guy was still annoying.
You know, he has no good temper when he is a three-time man.
Cheng Qianfan showed a shameful expression and nodded quickly to show that he must practice seriously.
"Sangjing, you are responsible for teaching him the work of finally restoring the mud seal."
"yes!"
"Tell me only once!"
"yes!"
Sanbenjiro, who left the room, gave a wink at a subordinate, who immediately understood that he came to the next room, where there happened to be a hidden small hole to observe the movements in the next room.
After Sanbenlang left, Cheng Qianfan breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "Please."
Then, I picked up the water cup on the table and took a big sip, and then I practiced slowly.
At this time, Sanbenjiro, who had left, came to his office and had no phone number.
He opened the safe and took out the files about Kentaro Miyazaki written by Kagesae in his lifetime.
In his mind, he recalled Kentaro Miyazaki's words and deeds just now, and compared them with the records in the archives.
It wasn't that there was a definite reason to doubt anything, it was the agent's natural nature of doubting everything that made him accustomed to thinking.
...
Sure enough, he only taught a change. Sangjing was a stereotyped and boring person. He restored the mud seal without saying a word. He ignored whether Cheng Qianfan had learned it and left directly, leaving Cheng Qianfan alone in the room to ponder and practice.
About half an hour later, the man returned only after three times.
“How is the practice?”
"Class Director, please check it." Cheng Qianfan handed the 'work' he had just completed to Sanbenjilang.
Sanbenjilang picked up the file bag, squinted his eyes and checked it carefully, rubbing it gently with his fingers, a little disappointed. From his professional perspective, it can still be judged that the file was passive.
However, compared to the beginning, Kentaro Miyazaki's techniques have improved a bit.
"If I hadn't met a professional, I could barely deal with it." Sanbenshi Lang put down the file bag and snorted coldly.
Cheng Qianfan breathed a sigh of relief, revealing his uncontrollable joy, "The French do not pay attention to confidentiality work, so naturally they cannot compare with your caution."
"Okay, you already know how to do it." As he said that, Sanbenqilang took out a few file bags and threw them to Cheng Qianfan. "There are all blank files inside, so you can take them back and practice frequently."
"Yes!" Cheng Qianfan hurriedly took it over.
"Remember, destroy all these things after practice." Sanbenshiro reminded him.
"Yes, my subordinates understand."
...
Cheng Qianfan's face was calm, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was finally leaving. Facing Sanbenqilang, the old Japanese leader, he was like dancing on a rope on a cliff. He took the wrong step to the abyss.
Cheng Qianfan is about to leave.
At this moment—
"I am very interested in the fact that Ying Zuojun arranged for you to pretend to be Cheng Qianfan." Sanbenshilang suddenly said, "You will talk to me about this action in detail."
"Yes, Section Chief!" Cheng Qianfan seemed to be stunned, but he did not dare to neglect. "Xing Zuojun was very surprised when he saw me, and said his subordinate's appearance..."
"Miyazaki Kan." Mitoshiro interrupted his story.
"Class Director?" Cheng Qianfan looked at Sanbenjilang in confusion.
"Start the story after you leave Hangcheng." Mibenjiro glanced at him and said lightly, "I am also very interested in Miyazaki Kwan's travel experience."
Chapter completed!