Chapter 675 Don't forget the crimes you have committed!
This woman suddenly felt confused!
Just as she was about to raise the muzzle of the gun and point it at her head, she heard two dull gunshots: "Bang! Bang!". She was shot in the forehead and chest respectively, and immediately fell down quietly. This series of
It happened so fast that everyone in the restaurant barely had time to identify the source of the gunfire and began to run away.
Only Zhou Ronghua and Jin Yanxun did not move. They stood there and watched the rapid massacre.
The Japanese police and military police arrived quickly following the sound of gunfire, and Zhou Ronghua and Yanxun were also driven out by the police. A murder had just occurred here, and the entire place was under martial law.
Jin Yanxun seems to have seen many such scenes. During the Japanese occupation era, murders were common...
Before breaking up, Zhou Ronghua suddenly said to Jin Yanxun: "Mr. Yanxun, if I add one more piece of information, I will double the payment. Please help me investigate the autopsy of Major Jiang Bin and the identity of the woman who committed suicide."
"Rong Huajun, you are very keen. Is this information useful to you?" Yanxun asked with some doubts.
"For me, everything is useful. Major Ebin is an important intelligence officer in Japan. The arrests of the Special High School Section are in such a public place. It seems that there is no careful plan and it is a sudden action, which means there must be a reason. Moreover, I found that suicide
There was another gunshot before the dancer committed suicide..."
Jin Yanxun smiled, patted Zhou Ronghua, and said in a friendly and admiring tone: "You observed very carefully. I also heard a discordant gunshot. It was in the same direction as the dancer's position. The shot was fired almost at the same time. It is difficult to
I'm aware of it, but in order to deceive you and me, the man behind the scenes is still a little sophisticated. There is no doubt that there is a second person behind the dancer, but I am no longer interested, Rong Huajun, I hate war. Those rights and wrongs have nothing to do with me.
If Rong Huajun didn't want to get this information, I really don't want to get involved in the Japanese fighting among themselves."
"But this... this is not a fight, that dancer must be a spy! And she is a spy sent by the Korean resistance organization!"
Jin Yanxun smiled bitterly and saw that Zhou Ronghua was disappointed. He put on his glasses again and patted Zhou Ronghua hard with his hand: "I will help you. Old friend! I don't charge more for intelligence fees. It's an old rule."
"Thanks!"
"To be honest, Mr. Rong Hua, there is something I didn't want to say. But..."
Yanxun showed a serious and mysterious look, waiting for Zhou Ronghua's reaction.
"What's wrong, old friend, is there anything we can't say between us?" Zhou Ronghua also felt that Yanxun was hesitating and had something to hide in his heart.
"Rong Huajun, I just had a feeling that you are very interested in that Japanese female officer. According to my observation, you know her and haven't seen her for a while, right?"
Zhou Ronghua was shocked, and he regretted that he had lost control of his emotions in the hotel just now. He did recognize the Japanese female officer, and his emotions did lose control for a short period of time. No wonder Yanxun saw the clues. Zhou Ronghua smiled inexplicably.
He smiled and shook his head noncommittally. He handed Yanxun a cigarette, and after the two of them lit it in silence, Zhou Ronghua said:
"I met her, it was many years ago, when she was a chick!"
"It seems I got it right?"
"Jun Yanxun has good eyesight. However, this woman... look at her... how vicious she is. She is completely different from the girl I know. It seems I was mistaken.
That’s all!”
After saying that, Zhou Ronghua spread his hands and made a nonchalant gesture. By the way, he also harassed the butt of a dancer passing by on the streets of Shinjuku. His bohemian style made the Japanese dancer look back affectionately. Zhou Ronghua suddenly shouted:
"こむすめ!じろじろ见るなよ!" (Girl! Don't stare at me!)
Zhou Ronghua swayed his butt a few times, much like a gangster on the streets of Seoul, pointing to the tip of his nose: "すけべい" (I am a big pervert!)
The dancer was frightened and ran away.
Seeing Zhou Ronghua's look, Yanxun burst into laughter: "You are still the same, Ronghuajun!"
Zhou Ronghua giggled contemptuously, showing indulgence and disdain.
"Old friend, life without a woman is so difficult!"
"Ha ha!"
Yanxun smiled and bent over. The two walked for a while, and Jin Yanxun said goodbye to Zhou Ronghua: "When you have time, I invite Mr. Ronghua to go to the Kiminoyo Geisha Tea Ceremony House. The tea ceremony and beauties there are really beautiful!"
"Really? No matter how I look at Japanese geishas, they look like murals from the Tang Dynasty in China. Their makeup makes it difficult to see their true colors. It's too empty and unreal! Hey, you said that the facial cream used by geishas is really made from nightingale excrement.
?How fucking disgusting! And that... Geisha practices walking. The upper body and lower body are dependent on each other. When the upper body is twisted, the lower body cannot rotate with it. How can they walk across the sand embankment in such a small way! I really doubt it.
Is it interesting to play with such a woman? You Koreans don't want to learn anything, so you want your women to learn these boring things from Japanese women!"
Zhou Ronghua deliberately talked about geishas in a dissolute manner. He said this to definitely not give Jin Yanxun a good impression. He wanted Jin Yanxun to understand that Zhou Ronghua was not a "good person" in his mind. He hated the Japanese and was even "ugly"
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From now on, if you do business with me, Zhou Ronghua, be careful!
When Jin Yanxun heard Zhou Ronghua insulting North Korean women, he naturally felt unhappy, but he couldn't get angry yet. There were many mouths open in his "Asahi Kyodo News Agency" waiting for food, so he said in a somewhat condescending manner:
"Perhaps Rong Huajun doesn't understand geishas yet. Geishas are quite closed-minded. According to industry regulations, geishas are not allowed to get married during their career. They live together collectively under the control of older geishas. Otherwise, they must retire first to keep geishas pure."
"Still pure? Look at their hairstyles. It's labor-intensive and expensive. I heard that you can only go to the barber shop to wash your hair once or twice a week. Even if your hair is beautiful, it may be smelly inside and you need to spray a lot of perfume. Old friend
, I like the ones with gamey flavor! あだっぽい女!”
After saying that, Zhou Ronghua deliberately made a lewd move, which made Jin Yanxun's forehead light up. He was originally a spy with strong animalistic desires, and now his lust was rising, but he had to touch his pocket to make his crotch rise.
I couldn't help but take a long breath. Now that I'm short of money, why would I go to "Ji's Generation"? When I invited Zhou Ronghua to pick up girls just now, I really don't know which muscle he had to push out.
However, when it came to geishas, Jin Yanxun's face gradually darkened, and he said to Zhou Ronghua thoughtfully:
"When I was in Soonyando, I fell in love with a geisha. Of course, this geisha was actually a Korean. I have never fallen in love with anyone in my life... I still remember that when I gave her a drink in return
When drinking wine, she would pick up the glass without hesitation, drink it down in one gulp, and then bow deeply, revealing her delicate neck covered with thick white powder. The neck of her kimono was wide open, beautifully touching the
Tilt back, that is the only beautiful skin that people can see, the neck is exposed, and occasionally you can see the round breasts, and every time I bow, my breasts are teased."
"Romantic story? Yanxun-kun, I didn't know you had this experience."
"It doesn't matter."
"What happened next?"
"Later I was transferred to Seoul and I never saw him again."
"What a misfortune!"
"Yes, that was the only time I fell in love."
"Really? A person who once had no humanity and wantonly slaughtered his fellow Koreans is worthy of being said to have been in love?"
Zhou Ronghua's eyes widened, and Yanxun was startled, thinking that he had drunk too much sake.
"Rong Huajun, you..."
"With all due respect, Mr. Yanxun, in my memory, you, Kim Yanxun, are a criminal who could not be shot three times! Now you are still here talking about falling in love with a woman! I am ashamed of you! You led Japan in Sunyeon Road
Have you forgotten the evil deeds of the people who killed innocent girls in North Korea?"
Zhou Ronghua was not polite and shouted at Yanxun under the influence of alcohol:
"Don't think that just because you are in Seoul now, you can write off all the sins you committed in Sunyeon Road! It's impossible, Kim Yeon-hun! What's the point of falling in love with a woman? If you really love a girl, you will rape those innocent ones with the same beauty.
Will a woman with the same appearance and the same physical characteristics be loved by a man?"
Zhou Ronghua was a little angry!
On the street, his roar made many North Koreans stop. Although they could not understand what this mighty man was shouting, they saw an angry face and a pair of eyes that despised everything around him. Jin Yanxun was worried that Zhou Ronghua would
When things got serious, he hurriedly bowed to apologize, lowered his head and said guiltily:
"I'm sorry, I don't deny those crimes, but they all resisted Japan, and I did things for Japan..."
"So you and your beast soldiers raped them?"
"I really have no choice!" Yanxun reluctantly defended.
"fart!"
Zhou Ronghua roared again, so frightened that Yanxun had to bow to apologize!
"Rong Huajun, I'm so sorry. I have done a lot of bad things, and I must atone for my sins!"
"Jin Yanxun, don't pretend to be a gentleman in front of me! Just live the rest of your life with your conscience! If I find that you have any intention to betray me in the future, I will not hesitate to get rid of you!"
"I understand, Rong Huajun, I will definitely do my best to serve you!" Jin Yanxun bowed to Zhou Ronghua. Zhou Ronghua patted him on the shoulder, looked at him and said aggressively:
"I'm not helping me, I'm helping you North Korea! Look around, what are you North Korea? They are just a group of Japanese slaves!"
"I understand! Rong Huajun!"
Jin Yanxun was so reprimanded by Zhou Ronghua that he was sweating profusely, but he did not dare to say any words of resistance, because now Zhou Ronghua is really the God of Wealth. Zhou Ronghua has a boss behind the scenes, and he has all the coveted money in his hands!