Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 897 This thing is a curse, not a blessing

Soldiers came and carried away Matsuzaki's body.

Kitahara Ransuke pulled Lin Ze aside, took out a cigarette, handed it to Lin Ze, and lit one for himself.

The evening breeze at the pier was gentle, and Kitahara Ransuke's mood also calmed down.

"Kitahara, how do you feel?"

Kitahara smiled and said, "I was so excited just now, but now it feels so boring. Lin Jun, tell me, if Matsuzaki hadn't treated me like that, we could have worked together well until the end, right?"

Lin Ze just smiled but didn't say anything.

What conflicts and contradictions are only highlighted because of the conflict of mutual interests.

If Kitahara was still the captain, what would happen if Matsuzaki slapped him ten times, let alone once?

So Beiyuan's excitement was just the excitement of removing the stumbling blocks on the way forward, not the excitement of revenge.

Because they have to get over that hurdle in their hearts, they automatically package the conflict of interests into personal grudges.

Kitahara Ransuke took a deep puff of his cigarette, "Lin Jun, the things in the safe..."

Lin Ze looked at him and asked, "Did you see it?"

Kitahara Ransuke shook his head, "Not yet, I mean..."

Lin Ze interrupted him, "Kitahara-kun, being able to get rid of Matsuzaki is already an unexpectedly happy event. We must not allow any complications to arise. Having these things in our hands is a disaster, not a blessing. Think about it, what will happen if Matsuzaki has these things in his hands?"

Kitahara Ransuke was awakened by Lin Ze, "I was too greedy, Lin Jun, thanks to your reminder, I'd better not touch these things. Please take the trouble to bring the safe to Peking and hand it over to His Excellency the General."

Lin Ze nodded.

The moment Matsuzaki died, did Kitahara become the next Matsuzaki?

If it were the Beiyuan of the past, he would never have nor dared to think of keeping the black materials in the safe.

But now Kitahara Ransuke not only thought about it, but if Lin Ze hadn't persuaded him, he would definitely have taken action.

People.

Lin Ze took the safe and drove back to Peking overnight.

The next morning, Lin Ze, pretending to be tired, was already waiting at the door of Okamura's office.

As soon as Okamura arrived at work, he asked Lin Ze to come in and asked, "Mr. Lin, are you done?"

"Your Excellency, General, Matsuzaki Naoto was so ruthless that he actually attempted to defect to the United States, carrying a large amount of confidential information with him. Fortunately, Major General Kitahara arrived in time. During the arrest, Matsuzaki Naoto continued to resist, so we had to shoot him dead."

Okamura was very happy that the job was done smoothly.

"Your Excellency, General, Matsuzaki brought a safe. I have already shipped it back overnight. You will have to deal with it personally."

Okamura casually asked, "Has Kitahara seen this safe?"

When Lin Ze heard this, he was like, "Fuck, you old devil, I was right when I said you're a scheming old bastard, you're faster than anyone else in thinking about this!"

He hesitated deliberately before whispering, "Beiyuan saw it, but he didn't have any other thoughts. He asked me to bring the safe back quickly and hand it over to His Excellency the General."

Okamura teased, "Mr. Lin, you're an expert at counterintelligence and have considerable insights into local governance, but it's clear that you're not very proficient at lying."

Lin Ze looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry, General. Actually... actually, Beiyuan seemed to be a little interested in the contents of the safe, but I told him that if he had it, it would be his death warrant, so he asked me to return it."

Okamura sighed. "You're too honest. Next time, don't cover up for others. Lin-san, you're absolutely right. These things are death warrants. Why did Matsuzaki end up like this? Because he wasn't honest, because he was too clever. He thought that because he had collected this information, I and the other senior officers would obey him. But he still didn't understand that who gets to sit in which chair and who has to give up their seat is not determined by these things. At most, they serve as a pretext, an excuse."

"What the General is teaching me is that I believe the entire front is getting better and better under his leadership. Only when he does well can we benefit from it. Even if we have some ulterior motives, they should be for his advancement. The practice of using any means necessary to consolidate one's own interests is unacceptable."

Okamura laughed heartily. "That's why I admire you. You see things clearly. If everyone were like you, our work would be much easier. So, how about you go and dispose of that safe?"

Lin Ze hesitated a little, but finally agreed.

He specifically called Okamura's adjutant, then found an open space, used the key he found on Matsuzaki to open the safe, then poured gasoline into it, and burned everything inside with fire.

After returning, the adjutant reported the matter to Okamura, who praised him, "You are decisive, thorough, and thoughtful. Lin-san is truly a rare talent!"

As Okamura reported the situation to the headquarters, Matsuzaki, who had been calling the shots in North China for more than four years, completely disappeared from the current power system in North China.

When the base camp first received the news, they were quite shocked.

They couldn't understand why a high-ranking lieutenant general would take such a big risk and go to America.

But in the end they chose to believe the report of the North China Front Army. After all, in their cognition, who would lie about such a thing?

Matsuzaki is already a lieutenant general, who would dare to frame him so openly?

So the headquarters decided to handle the matter coldly and not announce any news to the public. If anyone found that Matsuzaki had disappeared, they would say that he died suddenly of illness.

At the same time, at the request of the North China Front Army, the Front Army's Special Affairs Department was temporarily managed by Major General Kitahara Ransuke.

In the evening, Lin Ze went to Gao's house.

Gao Shengping was very happy. Just when he was about to ask Lin Ze to have a couple of drinks, he was dragged into the study by Lin Ze.

"Director, Matsuzaki is finished. Send someone to take over his shares in various black markets. Act quickly. This share must be split with Kitahara Ransuke. I will talk to him later. You just need to hurry and send someone to take over."

Lao Gao couldn't digest all the information at once, and after a long while he exclaimed, "Matsuzaki is finished!?"

Lin Ze said in a deep voice: "It's over. To be more precise, it's dead."

Lao Gao sank down on his chair and muttered, "Such a majestic and distinguished lieutenant general, he died just like that?"

"Did he even have to say hello to you before he died? Director, remember what I said, send people to take over all the black markets immediately. If it's too late, we won't have a share. If you don't have enough manpower, or if there are some businesses you don't understand, go find Miyamoto and ask him to help you. He knows everything about this."

If we succeed this time, in addition to unifying the black markets in Peking, we might even be able to extend our influence into other major cities, such as Baocheng, Jicheng, Daocheng, and so on.

The value of the black market is not just making money, it is also an unplanned material allocation network that can play a huge role.