1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

Zhao Ziqi understood this, so when faced with the assurances of Harbin Acting Mayor Kenji Doihara, he repeatedly refused, hoping his attacker would escape. "...Well...thank you, Mayor Doihara..."

"Haha, you're welcome, Director Zhao. You're an important official of Manchukuo!"

Kenji Doihara gently patted Zhao Ziqi's other shoulder, said something like take care of yourself, and then left the hospital with everyone. Zhao Ziqi looked at the other person's back as he left, and her eyes slowly narrowed.

Why do I feel like this guy is doubting me?

Did the news leak out somewhere or...

That's not right!

Although I did intend to contact Luo Dengxian when I came to Harbin this time, we haven't met yet, right? It shouldn't be that serious...

Forget it, forget it. For safety reasons, let’s give up contact this time and wait until this guy Doihara leaves Harbin.

Zhao Ziqi guessed correctly. Kenji Doihara did suspect him, but the reason for his suspicion was a little bit wrong.

"...Send someone to keep an eye on Zhao Ziqi and see where he goes and who he comes into contact with."

Shortly after leaving, Kenji Doihara gave a few instructions to his subordinates who were exclaiming, "Director Zhao is truly a loyal minister of the Imperial Army and a pillar of Manchuria." The latter was surprised and said, "Director, he...should be fine, right?"

After all, those who survived the last ceremony bombing could be considered to have "proven their loyalty with their lives." "No, people change."

Kenji Doihara shook his head:

"Didn't someone just quit their job after being frightened by the attack?"

After the last bombing, although both Japan and Manchukuo honored those lucky enough to survive, some were frightened by the attack and the announcement of the "Anti-Japanese United Army." Some fled, others cowered in fear, and it was not uncommon for some to be so frightened that they no longer dared to pledge allegiance to the Imperial Army or even betrayed it.

"But Director Zhao has been working diligently all the time, hasn't he?"

"This is another reason why I doubt him... In the entire Manchukuo upper echelons, can you find another cadre who is more dedicated and more honest than him?" "Uh... I don't think there is..."

"yes!"

Doihara sneered:

"I think you're well aware of the kind of people who can come to Manchukuo to serve as officials. And Director Zhao doesn't visit prostitutes or gamble, and he doesn't take bribes. Do you think such a person is normal?"

...

The subordinates were silent.

Although this is unpleasant to hear, looking at the faces and actions of other officials of Manchukuo, Zhao Ziqi is indeed too "out of place";

In a word - what does he want?

"...So, I even wonder if he's a Red."

"That... isn't that the case?"

"Haha, who knows? It's always good to investigate."

“Hey, I understand. I’ll send someone right away…”

The subordinate was about to agree when he suddenly remembered something very important and quickly reminded him:

"By the way, Chief, although Zhao Ziqi is Chinese, he belongs to His Highness. Do you want to..."

He could have chosen not to remind him, but Colonel Doihara was a good man. He had even used his own family's money to pay for several months of his salary last year, and he couldn't bear to see his boss suffer such a fate.

Colonel Doihara was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat!

He's been so busy and messy with work lately that he almost forgot about such an important matter! Damn it!

If His Highness finds out that I've been investigating and arresting people without permission, I'll be dead!

Regardless of the final outcome, this behavior is a provocation to the majesty of the royal family. Even if His Highness himself doesn't care, the officers and soldiers of the Second Division and the garrison might take the initiative to kill him! That's right!

Although Zhao Ziqi is Chinese, he is a member of "Hachimangu Kanezane-oh"!

So, isn't it completely understandable why Director Zhao doesn't take bribes and works so diligently? I'm such a fool!

"Thank you for the reminder, thank you for the reminder... Well, let me report to His Highness in person first, and then you wait for my orders." "Hey!"

Soon, Kenji Doihara took a plane from Harbin and flew directly to Tokyo. What?

You said that something that can be solved with just a telegram is something you have to report in person? Haha, if you don't understand officialdom and bureaucracy, then don't say anything.

However, Colonel Doihara's search was in vain, as Fujiwara no Kanezane had already boarded a ship bound for Los Angeles, USA.

He had no choice but to leave a letter, explaining in detail his suspicions about Zhao Ziqi and humbly asking to investigate her. As for sending someone to keep an eye on her now?

Don't make a fuss. Kenji Doihara will never do anything stupid before Fujiwara Kanezane formally expresses his understanding and agreement.

He had indeed once done something foolish: using his own family's money to pay his subordinates' salaries in order to stabilize the political situation. But after the government only agreed to partially reimburse him and his superiors reprimanded him, he knew better. His career and work belonged to the country, but his mind and money were his own.

After Kenji Doihara left, Saga Hiro quickly handed the letter to G11, who remained in Japan. G11 unceremoniously opened and scanned it, then passed it on to the ship's agent. "Huh? This Doihara guy is truly a nuisance, but the reason for his suspicion is truly... hard to put into words..."

How should I put it, it makes sense.

It's the same reason Du Jinming used to accuse Guo Huairu of being a communist spy:

"Guo Ruhuai is so incorruptible that it is hard to understand. He is not interested in women, nor is he greedy for money. He even has patches on the sofa in his home. His words and deeds are very much like a Communist Party member." Although Jiang Guang scolded Lao Du, "Are you saying that the officials of our National Government are all good-for-nothings who are just making money?", he still ordered a secret investigation into Guo Ruhuai.

From this we can see that Chiang Kai-shek was actually very clear in his heart about what his Kuomintang was like, and he simply did not believe that an honest and self-disciplined official would be an official of the Kuomintang. This was the same reason why Kenji Doihara believed that Zhao Ziqi was a communist.

"Commander, do you want me to give 40 the order to kill Doihara? Or to stage a few assassinations so that Zhao Ziqi can gain the trust of the Japanese?" The agent asked Mark, but the latter waved his hand.

"No need. Since Doihara came personally, it means he won't do anything to Zhao Ziqi for the time being. I'll keep this person for now and kill him before I officially leave for Northeast China." "What if he still secretly launches an investigation?"

"Well...then tell 40 to cause trouble for Doihara in Korea and distract him. If he still dares to investigate, just kill him." "Yes!"

153 New Dolls Rule Los Angeles

In the Pacific Ocean, a giant cruise ship is sailing towards the west coast of the United States.

In those days, humans had not yet invented airplanes capable of crossing the Pacific Ocean, so the only way to get from Tokyo to Los Angeles was by cruise ship, which was extremely time-consuming, taking almost two weeks. Fortunately, Fujiwara Kanezane was not traveling alone, but with a whole team, so although he couldn't cause any trouble along the way, at least he still had people to chat with:

"Takeichi-kun, are you confident you can bring back a championship this time when you go to Los Angeles?"

"Kaneji-kun, who can say for sure about this? But I am confident that I can show the whole of America and the world what we Japanese people are like!" "Okay, okay! As an Olympic athlete, I should have this kind of ambition..."

Yes, Fujiwara no Kanezane traveled to Los Angeles with not only his own entourage but also a number of Japanese athletes preparing to compete in the Los Angeles Olympics. Among them, the one Fujiwara no Kanezane struck up the most conversation with was this Japanese soldier named Nishi Takeichi.

Why can we chat?

First of all, this guy is very tall, at least 175cm tall, about the same height as Fujiwara Kanezane. He is a rare tall guy among Japanese people, and the two of them don't look out of place together.

Secondly, he was quite handsome, and his hair wasn't the "bald" style required by the Japanese military, but rather medium-length, parted hair. He looked a bit like the later Chinese star Eddie Peng. Finally, and most importantly, his speech and behavior were completely unlike those of a traditional Japanese aristocrat, let alone a Japanese soldier.

He has a cheerful and easygoing personality and is knowledgeable. When Fujiwara no Kanezane asked him not to call him "Your Highness", he changed his words without hesitation and treated him as an equal.

Anyway, after spending the past few days interacting with him (including through agent surveillance), Mark had become completely convinced that this guy, as recorded in history, was a "secularist," someone whom even the Emperor didn't particularly care about. So, naturally, these two tall, handsome guys, with similar ideas, got together and had a great time chatting.

Tsk tsk tsk... After looking at the information, I feel that I can bring him into my team to cause trouble in the future...

"Speaking of which, Takeichi-kun, where is your Uranus?"

"Oh? Kanezane-kun, you actually know about my horse?"

"You love horses so much, how could I not know? You bought a fine horse in Italy for $10,000!" "Hahahahaha... yes, yes! That's my closest comrade..."

As expected, just as recorded in history, whenever he talked about horses, this guy would lose his mind and start talking endlessly about his beloved horse, Uranus. At the end, Nishi Takeichi complained:

...The captain of the Japanese Empress was so unkind that I offered him $5000, but he wouldn't let Uranus live with me..."

"..."

Damn rich man, you can even think of letting a horse stay in a luxury cabin. Oh, I am rich too?

That's fine.

....Oh, speaking of this, I'm a little worried about Uranus. Come on, Kanezane-kun, you haven't seen him yet, I'll take you to see him..." "Oh...Okay..."

Along the way, the two men deepened their friendship through similar encounters, and by the time they disembarked in Los Angeles in mid-May, they had become close friends who shared everything. Under Fujiwara no Kanezane's "enticement," Nishi Takeichi readily agreed. After the Olympics, he would find a way to transfer to the 5th Division and then serve in Northeast China. So, reserve subordinate +1.

Xizhuyi put aside his preparations for the Olympics.

"Commander, then, what should we do first? Procurement? Or..."

"...Agent, I remember that during this period in Los Angeles, gangs and other things were very rampant, right? Tell me about it." "Okay, according to records..."

The agent briefly explained the situation of the Los Angeles gangs to Mark:

"...Last September, under the planning of Benjamin Siegel, the American Mafia officially established its National Committee..."

...Last October, Joseph Ardizzoni, the leader of the Los Angeles gang, was assassinated by the American Mafia. The new leader, Jack Drana, surrendered to the Mafia and joined them... "Oh? So, Los Angeles is now also under the Mafia's control? If we declare war on them, we're tantamount to declaring war on the entire American Mafia?"

"Yes."

The agent replied calmly and confidently:

"But don't worry, give me a month and I can kill all the top mafia leaders in the United States and control the entire American underworld for you."

That's awesome...

In fact, if Mark were a little more crazy and let his agent fully unleash her fighting power, controlling the American underworld would be nothing. He could completely destroy the entire United States. Unfortunately, I am a law-abiding and fun-loving person, not a tyrannical maniac.

Mark smiled and waved his finger:

"No, no, no, I'm a reasonable person. How can I always resort to violence?" ....So?"

"Hehehe, the old way."

after an hour.

Mark pinched the agent's beautiful, exquisite face and looked at it over and over again, extremely confused. "Something's wrong! Nine out of ten things are wrong..."

In fact, their plan was simple - to reveal the agent's appearance and cause trouble, just like when Tanabe Ina's reward was robbed and the entire Tokyo Yakuza was almost wiped out; don't be fooled by how elegant and gentlemanly mafia movies later generations portrayed those people, in fact, these Western white people are no different from underworld organizations like the Qing Gang in Shanghai, China.

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To put it bluntly, they are all committing crimes, exploiting the people, and are all damned scum of society.

But Mark is a reasonable man. Before killing all these scum, he must have a sufficient reason. How can he impose divine punishment on others before they make any mistakes?

So, the fishing derby begins;

Then the fishing tournament failed miserably.

Something is wrong. Why didn't any thugs come up to harass such a beautiful and delicate woman like the agent?

I clearly saw those little scoundrels who just passed by seemed very tempted, so why didn't they take action and even walked away? This isn't a main road, but a small alley. Isn't this a perfect place for a vibrant social group like you to commit crimes? Besides, the mafia who usually sweeps the streets with a Thompson would worry about committing crimes?

It can't be that all the gangsters in Los Angeles have become good people with high moral standards? Damn it, I'm not eating beef today.

Mark grabbed a man who looked like a gangster from the side of the road and yelled at him in his broken English: "Why did you walk past me with your left foot first?"

"what?"

The punk didn't understand the damn Chinglish and was about to protest when he suddenly saw the agent standing behind Mark. He shuddered and said with a forced smile, "S...Sir?"

"...

Not right.

This is absolutely wrong.

A normal man would be amazed at least when seeing such a beautiful woman, not to mention showing a pig face, right? Unless he is gay.

But gays wouldn't be scared just because they see beautiful women. Mark grabbed the guy's collar and asked again:

"Tell me! What's going on? Why don't you come and harass her? She's so beautiful, aren't you tempted?"

The agent promptly translated the message, and the thug immediately revealed a subtle expression of "Sure enough, that was a close call," and righteously replied, "Brother, you know me. I've always been a law-abiding citizen of Los Angeles. How could I bully an innocent woman?"

".."

The expression was so resolute, the tone so decisive, that Mark thought he was seeing a Communist.

The thugs started calling themselves law-abiding citizens. There's something 100% wrong with this!

He slapped her and shouted:

"Stop playing dumb with me! Tell me why you don't dare harass her!"

"...Brother! Of course I won't...I won't!"

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll kill you." "...Brother, I don't dare."

"Why don't you dare?" "Uh..."

The thug glanced at the agent hesitantly, then quickly lowered his head: "Of course I'm afraid of being killed..."

".…"

After a lot of questioning, Mark finally found out: