This is her first man, and her status in her heart is even greater than the father who gave birth to her and raised her.

The best way to capture a woman is to capture her body.

Of course, this requires skill, and you can't force yourself to do it, otherwise the prisoner will wave to you.

"Eat slowly, can't I feed you enough?"

Yu Qiuyan couldn't help but joked when she saw that Chen Zhen was acting like a starving ghost, but she immediately realized that the words were inappropriate and her face turned into a red apple again.

Chen Zhen raised his head in surprise and saw Yu Qiuyan's face was red, so he smiled ambiguously, instead of pursuing the victory, he lowered his head and continued eating.

The breakfast ended in silence in such an ambiguous atmosphere.

Xiao Anzi was already waiting downstairs, and they headed to the funeral parlor together.

Chen Zhen knew in his heart that he would be very busy today.

The Soviet delegation has already set off, and if nothing else happens, it will arrive in Harbin tonight.

In the afternoon, technicians from the gendarmerie will set up a special antenna.

Yu Qiuyan will also directly contact the Security Bureau far away in the Soviet area at that time and pass the information to Comrade Pier (Kenong).

Games are everywhere, whether internal or external.

Without intelligence support, dealing with things in the fog is not a long-term solution.

After getting dressed, he kissed Yu Qiuyan goodbye. With her scent and hot eyes, Chen Zhen walked downstairs and got into the back seat of the car.

It's been a long time since Xiao Anzi saw his eldest brother, Huazhizhaozhan. Although his face is still calm and serious, he can feel that his spirit is different.

"Brother, the Yokokawa River is dead!"

Hearing this, Chen Zhen nodded. This assassination plan only took three days from confirmation to execution.

But in order to ensure the stability of the task, he specially dispatched members of the previous team to complete it.

There were even three gunmen lurking at the scene of the crime, just to kill him.

Of course, these are all prepared for nothing.

Hengkawa is also used to living a comfortable life, and the bodyguards around him are all perfunctory people who ring the bells every day.

A comfortable life provides conditions for people's creation, but it is not a decisive condition.

A comfortable life in itself will not create anything, it will only bring fatal crises.

The motorcade arrived at the funeral home, which was already crowded with people, and the parking lot was filled with luxury brands from all over the world.

As the director of the Inspectorate of the Metropolitan Police Department, he would naturally not be in the same position as these businessmen.

Money is a good thing!

But rights are more important than money!

You can use your power to make money, but you cannot give up your rights because of money.

You can take the money, but you can't mix it up, even though the Chen family is also a merchant.

"Director Chen!"

"Director Chen!"

"..."

As soon as Chen Zhen got out of the car, he was immediately welcomed. The worshipers who were standing and chatting next to him immediately gathered over and greeted him in a lowly manner.

Chen Zhen greeted him politely and distantly, and walked quickly to the main venue without stopping too much.

The protagonist is Yokokawa lying in the coffin, but it is not him.

After all, people are already dead, so there will be no more benefit to the living.

This visit is just to say goodbye politely.

Along the way, Chen Zhen's neck felt sore. It was necessary to watch others order the dishes.

But the further you go, the more politicians there are.

Chen Zhen just offended a wave of powerful people in Harbin a while ago, and caught all the gray gloves under the hands of these sanctimonious hypocrites.

Although they released all those who had no major problems, they still offended these old guys.

Of course, these old ghosts didn't dare to put small shoes on Chen Zhen. Not to mention Zhang Jinghui from Xinjing, even Kenji Doihara who was on a mission in Pingjin was not something they could provoke.

Furthermore, Chen Zhen had the power to put his whole family in jail and shoot them all without any review.

For such a living king of hell, these old guys who are calculating to the very last degree will never take the initiative to offend him.

"Director Chen is here, Mr. Kawamoto is inside, go say hello quickly!"

Lu Ronghuan, the newly appointed mayor of Harbin Special City and a high-ranking official in Binjiang Province, saw Chen Zhen arriving. He did not address Chen Zhen directly by name, but by official title, and kindly reminded him that there was a big shot there.

Chen Zhen nodded politely to express his gratitude, and then walked towards the main funeral parlor.

Walking up the steps step by step, he began to think about his recent actions.

The Chen family has some business dealings with Hengchuanhe and Kumho Chamber of Commerce.

As the spokesperson of the Chen family in Harbin, Chen Zhen's appearance at the funeral home was not out of the ordinary.

This move is not without purpose. Although Daisaku Kawamoto was born in a military academy, he is more like a general university.

In the military academy, Daisaku Kawamoto was assigned and trained early in intelligence work because he was good at dancing.

For such a veteran spy, Chen Zhen must be extra careful, and there must not be any loopholes to make the other party suspicious.

In the worship hall, Daisaku Kawamoto sat at the door, closing his eyes and relaxing.

Important guests have already arrived, and worshipers with low status are not qualified to come to the hall to worship.

Human beings are class creatures, which can be reflected in birth, old age, illness and death.

After Daisaku Kawamoto made a call to Kenji Doihara, he did not rest, but went directly to the funeral home to prepare to send the old man off.

"Mr. Chen Zhen, the police officer from the Harbin Police Department and the director of the Inspection Division, come to pay homage!"

Daisaku Kawamoto had known for a long time that the head of the newly established Inspectorate of the Metropolitan Police Department was the heir apparent of the Chen family and the proud disciple of Doihara-senpai, but he had never met him in person.

Thinking of this, he opened his tired eyes, looked at the door, and saw two young men in police uniforms walking into the hall.

The epaulette on the leader's shoulder is covered with gold and embellished with a large plum blossom star.

This is the highest level in the police system.

In the entire Manchukuo, there are less than a hundred.

Except for the technical police officers, the rest are all high-ranking princes, even more authoritative than the wretched deputy mayor of Harbin just now.
Chapter completed!