Chapter 665 The Passing of Time 30
Kawasaki didn't understand what he meant at first, but he realized it just as he was about to speak.
How can they possibly uncover anything from the theft at the arsenal?
That was something only a god could accomplish, but what does that case have to do with today's matter?
Does Qiu Sang mean that they are handling the case haphazardly, and that some kind of divine intervention might be used on them?
Although this guess is too far-fetched, what if it is?
"Oda-kun, the execution is permissible, but those with confirmed alibis should be released now."
"Furthermore, this case is now entirely in your hands. I have a great appreciation for your abilities, so you must do a good job!" This idiot loves to claim credit, doesn't he? Let's use him as an experiment then.
Qiu Sang is still useful.
Upon hearing this, Major Oda immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, sir!"
Hmph, Kawasaki-kun even said he discovered a talent, but he's just a Chinese man. How could he possibly be genuinely working for the Great Japanese Empire?
Kawasaki-kun must have been fooled by his face!
But it doesn't matter, he'll show that Chinese guy who the real talent is!
Qiu Juncheng, who was being pulled away: ...He really suspected that Kawasaki had those kinds of thoughts about him.
Although he did it intentionally, Kawasaki also removed him from the case. Isn't that a bit too much of a favor to him?
"Kawasaki-kun, I'd like to invite you to lunch. Please do me the honor of joining me!"
That Mr. Liu from last time was really thinking about you, wouldn't you like to go see him today?
"Mr. Qiu, you are exactly what I wanted. It's a pity you're not a Japanese citizen, otherwise your career would be smooth sailing!"
Qiu Juncheng: Hehe, you'll be going back to your hometown in three years. You're still feeling sorry for me? It's hard to say whether you can even keep your own life!
So, while Major Oda was diligently investigating the case, Qiu Juncheng took Kawasaki Itō to the Eight Great Hutongs for a good time. In addition to that Xiao Liu, he personally picked out a young man named Chu'er for Kawasaki, and soon the man was brought to Kawasaki.
"Xiao Chu, you'd better serve Mr. Kawasaki well today."
Chu'er gracefully sat down next to Kawasaki: "Lord Kawasaki, let me pour you some wine."
She was slender with a fair complexion and rosy cheeks, and her voice was even more feminine than a woman's. Kawasaki was completely mesmerized.
"Yoshi, Qiu-san, you really understand my heart!"
Qiu Juncheng: "I'm glad you're satisfied. I'll go back to the bureau and check. I've settled all the expenses for you. Please enjoy yourself."
He wiped the sweat from his forehead. He knew that once he found someone new, he wouldn't think about him anymore. Kawasaki was still useful to him, so he couldn't afford to ruin their relationship.
Kawasaki was busy taking advantage of Chu'er, so he casually waved him away.
Qiu Juncheng got up and left.
This Chu'er came from the south. He looks incredibly pure and innocent, and the mansion uses him as a newcomer for promotion. In fact, he has been in this business for several years.
People who have been in this line of work for a long time all have some kind of occupational hazard, I wonder if Chu'er has any.
...
At 6:05 p.m., the familiar little Futian drove into the yard.
Aunt Wang smiled and said, "Madam, the master is back."
Ning Yan leaned back lazily on the sofa, peeked outside, and saw the man's car stop. He stepped out with a long leg. "Hmm, you came back at just the right time today. The food is ready."
After getting out of the car, Qiu Juncheng took a bag from the passenger seat, closed the car door, and went into the living room.
What did you buy?
“I was passing by a qipao shop when they had some new qipao, so I bought you two.”
As he spoke, the man handed the bag to Ning Yan, then squeezed himself into her seat as if he had no bones.
Ning Yan pushed him with her arm, "It's so hot, get out of here! Huh?"
She stopped pushing him, stopped holding the bag, leaned close to the man and sniffed him twice, then her expression changed drastically: "Tell me, why do you smell of perfume?"
Qiu Juncheng: Goodness, her nose is really sharp! She only drank a few cups of tea in the brothel, and she could smell such a faint scent?!
"What perfume smell? You must be mistaken. I don't wear makeup."
Ning Yan slipped on her slippers and got off the sofa, hands on her hips like a shrew. "Qiu Juncheng, don't play dumb with me. Tell me, did you go out and find another woman?"
Qiu Juncheng thought she really meant it, and immediately grabbed her hand nervously, "No, no, that's not true!"
Ning Yan pushed away his hand that was trying to pull her away, giving him a look that said, "Don't touch me! You're not going to touch me until you give me a clear explanation today!"
Qiu Juncheng: ...Goodness, it was just an act all along. I gave him a fright!
Aunt Wang, who was busy setting the table, came out to check the situation after hearing the commotion. "Madam, please calm down. The master is not that kind of person. You must have misunderstood..."
"Shut up! Don't I know you two are in cahoots? If you dare speak up for him again, you're both out of here!"
Aunt Wang: ...
Aunt Wang looked at Qiu Juncheng with concern. "Look, isn't this the downside of being colleagues?"
If the wife does this every few days, wouldn't it be bad for the husband's work?
Ning Yan: ...Heh, you don't know anything!
No family ever has any friction in their daily life. It would be abnormal if people didn't argue every day, okay?
Qiu Juncheng was also quickly thinking about this problem. If they had argued, what kind of image would he present to outsiders?
A patriarchal man who rules the household and has absolute authority?
Is he still a philandering man who keeps a "red flag flying" at home while having affairs on the side?
Or perhaps he's outwardly upright and unassuming, but at home he's so afraid of his wife that he'd kneel down and wash her feet—a henpecked husband.
In less than a minute, Qiu Juncheng quickly chose his position.
He took Ning Yan's hand and said, "Madam, don't be angry. I'll tell you everything, okay? Today I'm inviting Kawasaki to the Eight Great Hutongs."
Qiu Juncheng explained with a fawning expression, his tone as sincere as if he were taking an oath to join the Party.
"Go to the Eight Great Hutongs? You, Qiu Juncheng, you're really something, daring to go out and find a lover..."
Ning Yan deliberately increased the volume to ensure that the nearby neighbors could hear her even if they were peering over the wall.
There's no way around it; the love of gossip has remained constant throughout history. They had barely exchanged a few words when someone with a bowl in hand eavesdropped at their front door.
"No, I didn't look for it. I went back to the station after I made arrangements for Kawasaki. I was busy with Colonel Matsui's welcome banquet and had a lot of documents that I hadn't signed. I took care of them all this afternoon."
Kawasaki-kun is probably still in the Eight Great Hutongs right now.
Unfortunately, Ning Yan didn't believe it and kept arguing with Qiu Juncheng. She even punched him several times. If he hadn't blocked in time, he would have had two radish strips on his face!
Finally, Qiu Juncheng knelt down on one knee, hugged Ning Yan's leg, and begged for mercy, "Madam, I remember now, you can call the station to ask."
After the welcome banquet, Qiao Zhengyi was assassinated on his way home. I went to check the scene, which took about two hours. Then I went to the Eight Great Hutongs, which took another hour. I also went back to the bureau to approve a few documents. How could I have time for anything else?
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