Morishita Jugmy Club is the one that sells Rendan.

In the name of "opposing the war and aiding China," they were very open to Chinese gathering areas in China and various parts of the Nanyang Seas, so various Japanese spy departments sent spies to forge various relatively influential superficial identities to secretly reconnoiter and infiltrate.

At that time, Maeda, who planned to frame the Song family and separated the father and son of the chairman of the committee, was ostensibly the special assistant of the Morishita Jugmy Club in China.

Nakamura's status level is much higher than Maeda's, and in terms of rank, he should be on a par with Tohido.

However, this person is not as high-profile as the land is fat, and he is overseas, so there are very few people in China who know his details.

Knowing who Nakamura was, Fang Buwei naturally knew that his plan was about to succeed.

It seems that in the United States in the past six months, the hard work has not been in vain.

"I don't know what kind of goods Qi Sang received?" Nakamura asked again.

"Oh, it's Baibaodan!" "Some of them will be shipped to the United States, and some of them will be distributed throughout the South Seas...... If Nakamura-kun is interested, we can talk about it when we go back! ”

Fang Buwei is indeed here to pick up the goods, and the one who receives it is indeed an ordinary Baibaodan, that is, the one without insurance.

Before the fall of Shanghai, Nanjing and other places, all major pharmacies were talking about buying closely.

It didn't help the Japanese spies to buy it back.

Hearing Baibaodan, Nakamura's eyes lit up slightly.

The Chinese soldiers on the battlefield of China, a kind of peculiar wound medicine is called Baibaodan, which has a very good effect, and the key is that it is cheap.

Although the military baibaodan smells similar to the civilian baibaodan, the effect is very different.

The Chinese and Japanese spy agencies have also conducted in-depth investigations, but for the time being, they only know that this medicine comes from the area of the southwestern warlord Longyun, and who produced it has not yet been found.

Yu Erjun has always had a close relationship with the Nationalist Government, and I don't know if the Baibaodan shipped this time is related to the military.

Such a thought was only a flash in Nakamura's heart.

He and Qi Xisheng are still in a gentleman's friendship, let alone identify themselves and win over Qi Xisheng to join the gang.

Don't let a small be a big one.

Nakamura instantly decided to go step by step.

He wants to slowly close the relationship with Qi Xisheng, and successfully awaken the "imperial person" factor in Qi Xisheng's blood, so that he can serve the empire.

"If you have a business, you must do it!" Nakamura asked happily, "I wonder when Qi Sang will have time!" ”

Fang Buwei looked at his watch, and after a deep sigh, he said, "It's six o'clock in the afternoon, what does Nakamura-kun think?" ”

"No problem!" Nakamura nodded vigorously, "Or the old place?" ”

"Yes!" Fang is not for returning.

The two said a few polite words and went their separate ways.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Buwei asked the driver to send him to a more prosperous street in Xingzhou.

This is the famous red light district in Nanyang, and the streets are full of flags of this house and that town.

Eighty percent of the prostitutes who make a living by selling their bodies here are Japanese women, also known as Nanyang sisters.

Beginning in the nineteenth century, European powers emigrated either by strong ships or by missionaries.

Immigrants from countries such as China and India rely on cheap labor.

And Japan is the only one that stands out, relying on women's bodies.

Fang is not to travel all over the South Seas, every time you go to a place, there will be three scenery come into view.

The first is the flag of the suzerain, the United Kingdom, fluttering everywhere, the second is the many Chinese workers, and the third is the "Nanyang sister" from Japan.

The openness of Japanese sexual culture is deeply rooted in the bones......

The car drove to a very Japanese izakaya and stopped.

Nakamura stood at the bottom of the steps, dressed in a black kimono.

There were also two young Japanese men on either side of the door, each with a katana at their waists.

When the car came to a stop, a Japanese samurai bent down and opened the door.

Nakamura bowed to Fang Buwei, who got off the car.

Fang Buwei seemed to want to bow too, but as soon as his waist bent a little, he remembered something, and the action of bowing turned into a fist.

Nakamura hooked the corners of his mouth slightly.

Although Aoki Nobuto is a coward, his father Aoki Shinya is a pure citizen of the Japanese Empire, and the etiquette that should be handed over to his grandson is exactly what he should have.

It's a pity that he died a little early!

"Qi Sang, please!" Nakamura said with a bent voice.

"It's hard work!" Fang Buwei said politely, and followed Nakamura into the sake house.

After the two entered, the two samurai closed the door and raised a black flag at the door, which meant that it was full.

In fact, there is only Fang Buwei and Nakamura as a guest at this table.

Sake, sushi, sashimi......

There are also geisha who have something like white ash on their faces.

The more Fang Buwei looks, the more he looks like a hanged ghost in a ghost myth.

He has always been accustomed to big fish and meat, heavy salt and heavy oil, and eating these things is really difficult to swallow.

But Fang Buwei still pretended to be hearty, and from time to time he would let out a moan.

"It's been a long time since I've enjoyed something so delicious......"

Fang Buwei drank a glass of sake, and after tasting it for a long time, he let out a sigh.

As soon as he saw Fang Buwei's drunken appearance, Nakamura knew that he was almost drunk.

Fifteen or sixteen degrees of sake, Fang Buwei has already drunk a jar, which is enough for five catties.

It's time to put it to the test.

Nakamura stared at Fang Buwei, and asked slowly in pure Japanese:

"Qi Sang has eaten these delicacies before?"

"When my grandfather was alive......," Fang Buwei said with a look of remembrance.

As soon as he said half a sentence, he seemed to wake up suddenly, and Fang Buwei subconsciously raised his hand to cover his mouth.

He speaks pure Japanese, Kansai accent.

"Nani?"

Nakamura pretended to be surprised: "Qi Sang actually knows Japanese, and he still speaks so purely?" ”

Fang Buwei's face was a little unsightly, as if he was a thief who was stealing something and had been caught.

"When I was in the United States, I had a Japanese friend who learned a few words from me!" Fang Buwei lowered his head, as if he was extremely weak-hearted in defense.

Nakamura hooked the corners of his mouth slightly.

Can you learn so well in a few sentences?

It is simply impossible to do without more than a decade of daily conversation.

Nakamura had already investigated that Qi Xisheng had been living with his grandfather until he graduated from university, and his grandfather did not speak Chinese at all, only some simple English.

This is how Qi Xisheng's Japanese was learned.

"Oh, I see?"

Nakamura nodded suddenly in understanding, and quietly persuaded the wine.

But Fang Buwei was like he was half-awake from being scared, he said that he would not drink anything, and proposed to leave.

At this stage, Qi Xisheng is still pursuing Miss Yu, and he will never stay overnight in such a place, so Nakamura didn't mention it.

Sending the rickety Fang Buwei to the car, Nakamura looked at the taillights of the car, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

One step closer.

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