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Chapter 1385 Mutation
Suning has been busy in the kitchen. Kuroki Jiro's ability to call upon his friends is very effective, and soon his friends showed up.

Moreover, Suning discovered that there was a Japanese soldier in military uniform among them, and realized that the owner of the izakaya, Kuroki Jiro, was definitely not an ordinary person.

The Japanese soldier in military uniform looked at Kuroki Jiro with a puzzled look on his face. "Kuroki-kun, what's the matter that you called us here so urgently?"

"Section Chief Yoshida, I just hired a top Japanese chef today, so I thought of inviting you and Mr. Okamoto to come and try his food." At this time, Kuroki Jiro looked at the two people in front of him with a smile on his face and explained.

Another man in a suit looked at Kuroki Jiro with similar confusion. "Really? Are there any good Japanese chefs in Shanghai?"

"Haha, actually what you said is not wrong, Okamoto-kun. Fujiwara Takumi just came to Shanghai with the pioneer group. I didn't expect that I, Kuroki Jiro, would get such a good deal."

"Oh? Kuroki-kun, when did you become so lucky?"

At this moment, Kuroki Jiro shouted directly towards the kitchen, "Haha, Fujiwara-kun, come here quickly! I'd like to introduce Section Chief Yoshida and President Okamoto to you."

"Yes." Suning, who was busy in the kitchen at this time, immediately put down his work.

When Su Ning came out of the izakaya kitchen, Kuroki Jiro introduced Su Ning, "Fujiwara-kun, this is Yoshida Hirofumi, the head of the Shanghai Special High Section of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Empire of Japan."

"Hello, Section Chief Yoshida! I am Takumi Fujiwara, a junior. Please take care of me in the future." Suning suppressed his shock and bowed to Yoshida Hirofumi.

However, Yoshida Hirofumi, with his occupational disease taking over, looked at Suning and asked, "Fujiwara-kun, judging from your accent, you are from Osaka?"

"Yes!"

Then Kuroki Jiro introduced the man in a suit and tie to Suning again, "Fujiwara-kun, this is Natsuo Okamoto, the president of Mitutoyo Corporation."

"Hello, President Okamoto! Please take care of me."

After introducing Suning to his distinguished guest, Kuroki Jiro looked at Suning and said, "Fujiwara-kun, the guests are all here. Please serve the dishes!"

"Yes! Please wait a moment, everyone."

Then Suning turned around and went back to the kitchen, and asked the Japanese waitress from the izakaya to serve the dishes, but there was no sign of anything unusual as if he had seen the Japanese devils.

But when Suning disappeared from the kitchen door, Okamoto Natsuo, who came from a business family, asked with a look of doubt on his face, "Kuroki-kun, you've been deceived, haven't you? Fujiwara Takumi is so young, how could his cooking skills be so superb?"

"Haha, please wait a moment, Okamoto-kun! I will definitely not let you make a wasted trip tonight." However, Kuroki Jiro had already anticipated the reactions of the two.

"Oh? Then Section Chief Yoshida and I will have to wait and see." At this time, Natsuo Okamoto looked at Yoshida Hirofumi beside him, then smiled and said to Jiro Kuroki indifferently.

"Yes."

Soon, two Japanese waitresses brought all the dishes. Seeing that the presentation and color of the dishes were all extremely exquisite Japanese food, Natsuo Okamoto and Hirofumi Yoshida, who were skeptical, tried them.

However, Suning's cooking skills had already reached a superb level, and the Japanese devils' bluffing food was also very easy to prepare, so it was very easy to satisfy the picky appetites of the two old Japanese devils.

Looking at the delighted expressions of Natsuo Okamoto and Hirofumi Yoshida, the izakaya owner, Jiro Kuroki, was smug. "Haha, Okamoto-kun, Section Chief Yoshida, I wasn't kidding you, was I?"

"Wow! Fujiwara-kun's cooking skills are really superb. This is much more delicious than what I ate at the state banquet." Yoshida Hirofumi immediately gave him a thumbs up in praise.

"Yes! This is the best sashimi I have ever eaten."

"Haha, everyone, cheers to my good fortune, Kuroki Jiro."

"cheers."

Then the three old bastards started showing off happily, and then they unconsciously talked about their recent situation, and the topic of their discussion was actually the recent hot topic, the Battle of Xuzhou.

"Section Chief Yoshida, I heard that your Shanghai Special High Section made great contributions in the Battle of Xuzhou!"

"Haha, that's right! Thanks to the Special High Section's insider inside the Nationalist Army, 'Snow Fox,' they had already obtained the Nationalist Army's garrison map in Xuzhou before the war started."

"Yoshi! The agents in the Special High Police are all heroes of the Great Japanese Empire."

"Then let's drink to our Special High Police heroes."

"cheers."

Suning, who was cleaning in the kitchen at the time, naturally heard it clearly. After all, Suning's hearing at this time was not much different from a clairaudience. At such a distance, there was no difference from listening next to him.

However, although Suning's heart was in turmoil, he appeared calm on the surface and did not let others notice anything unusual about him.

Then Suning walked into the box and explained to Kuroki Jiro, "Boss, I want to go back now."

"Okay! I hope you can come to work within three days, Fujiwara-kun." Kuroki Jiro nodded with great satisfaction.

"Yes! Fujiwara Takumi will definitely come to work as soon as possible."

Then Suning smiled and nodded to Natsuo Okamoto and the others, and then left the izakaya directly. After all, the matter at the Shenbao Museum had to be resolved as soon as possible.

After Su Ning disappeared, Yoshida Hirofumi looked at Kuroki Jiro again with doubt and asked, "Kuroki-kun, how much do you know about Fujiwara Takumi's situation?"

"Not much! But there is no problem with his identification." Kuroki Jiro understood what Yoshida Hirofumi meant.

Then Yoshida Hirofumi took the initiative to propose to Kuroki Jiro, "How about this, I will let the Shanghai Special High Section secretly investigate this Fujiwara Takumi."

"Huh? Section Chief Yoshida, there's no need for that, right? He's just an ordinary Japanese chef."

"Kuroki-kun, can such superb cooking skills be attributed to an ordinary chef?"

"This……"

At this time, Natsuo Okamoto also looked at Kuroki Jiro and tried to persuade him. After all, this izakaya was often visited by important Japanese people. "Kuroki-kun, just follow Section Chief Yoshida's instructions. The Special High Police have always had a very keen sense of smell."

"Hey! Then I'll trouble you, Section Chief Yoshida."

……

Suning naturally expected that he would be suspected by Yoshida Hirofumi, but thinking that the system had arranged everything for him, he had no need to worry.

Along the way, he carefully observed whether there was anyone following him, and then Suning returned to his small apartment in Zhabei District smoothly. He would go to the Shenbao Office early tomorrow morning to handle work matters.

However, the most important thing now is to submit the intelligence just obtained today. You must know that the internal "mole" is often the most deadly existence to the intelligence department. Of course, this is also my first token of allegiance to the Shanghai Military Control Station.

Then Suning wrote a detailed intelligence report, and of course briefly explained the source of the information. As for his new identity, he planned to keep it secret.

After Suning put the information in the fixed dead mailbox, he turned around and returned to his small apartment to rest. Suning was not ready to give up this address immediately. He knew that he still had to keep in touch with Guan Haipeng at all times, and this would be his other safe house in the future.

The next morning, Suning once again came to the Shenbao Press in the International Settlement and knocked directly on the office door of the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper.

The deputy editor looked at Su Ning in front of him with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "Su Ning, what's going on?"

"Editor-in-Chief Zhang, my current job is to translate some English newspapers. I wonder if I can take them home to translate." At this time, Suning briefly explained his idea, which would make many things easier for him.

"why?"

"Editor-in-Chief Zhang, besides the long commute to work, I'm also looking for a temporary part-time job."

"Oh? Suning, do you really need money?"

"Of course! I live in a small alley in Zhabei now. It only has space for a single bed and a small desk. I also want to earn more money to improve my life."

"Okay! Each time you take a few more English newspapers, you only need to come here once a week to hand in the task."

"Thank you so much, Editor-in-Chief Zhang."

Guan Haipeng had originally arranged for Suning to join through Deputy Editor-in-Chief Zhang. Deputy Editor-in-Chief Zhang naturally knew that Guan Haipeng had taken advantage of Suning, so he also particularly understood Suning's eagerness to make more money.

In addition, Suning's translation work at the newspaper was not too important, so Deputy Editor-in-Chief Zhang agreed. After all, there was really no need to argue over such a trivial matter.

The resolution of the Shenbao issue naturally surprised Suning. This way, it would not arouse the suspicion of Guan Haipeng and the Military Control Commission. After all, it was impossible for Suning to completely trust the Shanghai Military Control Commission Station.

……

French Concession, Sing Tao Cafe, basement.

Zhang Lina looked at Guan Haipeng with a piece of intelligence and explained, "Team Leader, 'Little Boy' has activated the dead mailbox. This is the information he passed back."

"Nonsense! What kind of information can he send back in such a short time?" However, Guan Haipeng said this with a look of disdain on his face, and he felt in his heart that this "little boy" Suning was too nonsense.

"Huh? I'm a little confused too. Today I went to another dead mailbox to receive information, and happened to pass by the dead mailbox of the "little boy" and found a signal, so I took the information back." "Yeah." Guan Haipeng took the information with a look of disapproval on his face, but when he opened it, his expression suddenly changed.

Zhao Lina, who noticed the sudden change in Guan Haipeng's expression, also became confused. "Team Leader, what's wrong? Could it be that the 'little boy' really has some important information?"

"The 'little boy' said that there was a Japanese agent codenamed 'Snow Fox' in the Fifth War Zone Command of the Nationalist Army, and that he had leaked the Xuzhou defense map before the Battle of Xuzhou."

"This must be fake, right? How could the 'little boy' possibly have access to such important information?"

"That's what I find strange! It says he overheard something at a Japanese izakaya last night. Isn't that pure bullshit?"

"Uh? Team leader, do you want to contact the "little boy" as soon as possible to find out?"

"Forget it! It's pointless to ask about something that's just hearsay."

"Should we report the information?"

"Report! But be sure to specifically state that the source of the information is unknown and requires careful screening by the Intelligence Department and headquarters."

"Yes! Team leader."

"Oh right! How's that broker we contacted last time? Can you arrange for the 'little boy' to work as an interpreter at the police station?"

"This guy suddenly raised the price. I felt he wasn't very reliable, so I decided to give him a cold shoulder for a while."

"Well done! We absolutely can't rush arranging spies. We at the Shanghai Military Control Station have plenty of patience anyway."

"Yes! Team leader."

Suning didn't expect that the important information he obtained would be treated like this. If he knew about it, Guan Haipeng would definitely be furious. The main reason was that it really dampened Suning's enthusiasm.

Then, this information with an unknown source was reported layer by layer, and Guan Haipeng did not mention that Suning was eavesdropping in the izakaya. All the departments involved did not take this situation seriously.

However, this information was learned by a Japanese "mole" within the Military Intelligence Bureau, and then the Japanese soldiers in the Shanghai Special High Section were in an uproar. All the intelligence personnel who knew about the "Snow Fox" were investigated.

Special High Section Chief Yoshida Hirofumi looked at his subordinate in confusion and asked, "Minami Yoko, where do you think this 'little boy' is hiding?"

"Section Chief, 'Snow Fox' is an agent of our Shanghai Special High Section, and this 'little boy' is naturally hiding within us." At this time, Minami Yoko, who was dressed in military uniform, analyzed.

"That makes sense! Does our Special High Section's self-investigation yield any clues?"

"No! I checked it and there's nothing wrong."

Yoshida Hirofumi shook his head with a depressed look on his face and said, "How abominable! I don't know why, but I just feel uncomfortable when I hear the code name "little boy."

"Section Chief, I also have this strange feeling, as if this "little boy" is our natural enemy in Japan." However, Yoko Minami also had the same feeling at this time.

"Minamida Yoko, the investigation of the "little boy" is now handed over to you. You must help me find this guy."

"Yes."

……

Sometimes things in this world are so absurd. At the beginning, the Military Intelligence Bureau treated Suning's information as waste paper. However, the abnormal reaction from the Shanghai Special High Section made the Military Intelligence Bureau come to its senses.

Soon, this piece of waste paper was dug out again by the Military Control Commission personnel, and it was even handed over to the actual manager of the Military Control Commission. "What the hell, what's going on with this 'little boy'?"

Fatty Maoxian was only a secretary at best, so he had already prepared the detailed information. "Boss, this 'little boy' is just a peripheral member of the Shanghai Military Control Station. His public identity is just an English translator for the declaration office. Logically, he doesn't have access to such important intelligence."

"Well, give me the information about the 'little boy'."

Then Maoxian handed Suning's information to Boss Dai, "Yes! Boss, this information was expedited by the Shanghai Military Control Station."

However, upon seeing Suning's profile, Boss Dai was surprised. "Oh? A top student in the Languages Department of Soochow University, fluent in English, French, German, Japanese, Russian, and many other languages. How could such a talent end up working as a translator at the Shenbao Press?"

"It is said that he offended the board of directors of Soochow University." Mao Xian, the "secretary", naturally investigated the inside story in advance.

"Humph! They are all a bunch of people who are just sitting there doing nothing."

"Boss, in fact, Guan Haipeng, the intelligence team leader of the Shanghai Military Control Station, was impressed by the "little boy's" language talent and was planning to assign the "little boy" to the Shanghai Police Department as a translator."

"Well, this is a great plan! Urge the Shanghai Military Control Station to arrange for "Little Boy" to go undercover as soon as possible. Also, have the Shanghai Military Control Station inquire about the source of this intelligence."

"Yes! Boss."

Soon the order from the Military Control Commission headquarters was passed on to the Shanghai Military Control Commission station, and Guan Haipeng realized that he had missed a good opportunity to make a contribution. At this time, he was regretting it so much that his intestines were turning green.

In a park in Shanghai's public transportation district, Guan Haipeng, sitting next to Su Ning, said depressedly, "Why didn't you make such important information clear?"

"Uncle Guan, I can't explain it clearly myself. Aren't you forcing me to do something?" However, Suning asked back with a sneer.

"Humph! The intelligence department at headquarters has confirmed that the Japanese Special High Section has an agent stationed in our Fifth War Zone, and this agent's name is indeed "Snow Fox."

"That's it! Isn't our headquarters' job to verify the authenticity of intelligence? It's unreasonable to ask our subordinates to explain everything."

"Little boy, you are a professional soldier. You cannot slander your superiors."

"I'm sorry! I'm just an amateur agent, not the professional soldier you're talking about."

"you……"

"Alright! Uncle Guan, do you have anything else to say?"

"Hey...your codename has reached the bosses at headquarters. Boss Dai has personally ordered your affairs to be arranged as soon as possible. You need to be mentally prepared for the next few days."

"Okay! I just wonder if you'll still take a commission from my salary if I get a new job?"

"Huh? Forget about that! On the contrary, the Military Control Commission will pay you a salary. You are now an official member of the Military Control Commission."

"Haha, that's great! From now on, I can be considered an organized person."

"..." Looking at Suning's weird expression of excitement, Guan Haipeng beside him felt strange.

……

Then Suning went to the Japanese Concession happily, and then walked into the izakaya again to start his career as a chef. Suning's cooking skills and reputation became more and more popular among the Japanese.

However, the outside world was in complete chaos at this time. Minami Yoko's frantic search for the Military Intelligence Bureau agent "Little Boy" naturally caused chaos in the entire Shanghai.

And "Little Boy" also became a top agent in a weird way. After all, in another sense, "Little Boy" has been recognized by the enemy.

Because of the urgent order from Boss Dai from the Military Control Commission headquarters, the Shanghai Military Control Commission Station had to speed up the arrangements for Suning, which resulted in Minami Yoko seeing an opportunity.

No one could have imagined that the broker Zhao Lina contacted would actually betray her. Not only did she fall into the hands of the Japanese Special High Police, but she also allowed the Japanese Special High Police to follow the clues and capture Guan Haipeng. In the end, the Japanese set their sights on the Shenbao Press.

Of course, the small apartment in Zhabei District was not spared either. Unfortunately, the Japanese soldiers from the Special High Section came back empty-handed because Suning had already moved to the Japanese Concession.

Today happened to be the day when Suning went to the Shenbao Office to hand in his task. He walked out of the Japanese Concession alone and headed towards the International Settlement. No one could have imagined that the "little boy" had already infiltrated the Japanese.

After Suning arrived at the Shenbao Press in the International Settlement, he suddenly felt his right eyelid twitching. His heart tightened and he looked around secretly. Sure enough, he saw many strange people appearing around the Shenbao Press.

Then Suning walked past the Shenbao Building without stopping and headed towards the French Concession in the distance. Unfortunately, the Japanese agents around him had already noticed Suning's whereabouts and were chasing him madly.

Minamida Yoko looked at Suning's back with excitement and shouted, "Catch him! He is the 'little boy'."

"Chase! Chase! Chase..."

"..." Suning, who was very depressed at this time, took out a pistol directly from the storage space, and it was the pistol with unlimited bullets left by the system.

"Bang bang bang..."

Suning's marksmanship and unlimited bullets helped him carve out a way to survive. The effect of killing with every shot was too intimidating to the Japanese agents. Even Minami Yoko was shot in the forehead by Suning.

Then Suning took advantage of the opportunity and escaped by leaping over the eaves and walls...

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(End of this chapter)