At this moment, Qi Qingshan seemed to understand what Fang Lang said, and how he could make his thoughts clear. The final answer must be fulfilled on these Japanese war criminals, and he had no objection to this.
"No problem, boss. If there are many people like this, we can organize a professional team to punish these guys who are at large. I think we should call them Punishers!"
Fang Lang didn't expect that Qi Qingshan would think of setting up a new organization to carry out this task with just a few words.
However, he did not intend to refuse. There must be a lot of people at large. If only one or two war criminals died, it might not arouse suspicion, but if there were many people, it would definitely attract an investigation by the CIA.
It would be great if they could set up a separate organization to carry out this task. By getting more people and nationalities who have hatred against the Japanese to participate in it, they could get rid of the relationship between the Fang family and this matter. They could also use this matter to teach some people they don't like a lesson. For example, the Koreans would be very suitable candidates to take the blame.
"The Punisher is a good name. Since you are the one who proposed it, you can organize it when the time comes! However, it is best not to have any connection with us in public for such an organization engaged in assassination activities. If possible, we should recruit some people from Korea who have a blood feud with the Japanese.
Let our people give them professional training, and then arrange them to carry out missions. It is best to tell them that we are a Korean Avengers organization, but the leadership must be firmly in our own hands, understand?"
Qi Qingshan looked at Fang Lang in astonishment. He didn't expect that Fang Lang had already arranged everything when he just proposed to set up an organization. It seemed that the other party had planned everything long ago. But he couldn't understand why it was carried out in the name of the Koreans. Wouldn't this help to improve the reputation of the Koreans?
"Yes, Boss! I'll start making arrangements as soon as I get back!"
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Although Qi Qingshan didn't quite understand Fang Lang's intention, the other party was the boss, so whatever he said was naturally the truth. He didn't need to think too much and could just do it according to the other party's requirements.
“The second thing is to have someone investigate the situation of Japanese mafia organizations, notify the people in the investigation department, and find a way to control one or two mafia organizations in Japan.
If our industry wants to develop in Japan in the future, in addition to having our own influence in the white world, we must also control the black world, at least to prevent others from using black world means to compete with us unfairly. "
"Yes, Boss! This may take some time!"
Qi Qingshan just thought about it for a moment and nodded to accept the order.
"The third thing is something we can start planning right now. Tonight, we will select a few smart brothers from the fleet to sneak into the ruins of the Jingguo Divine Toilet under the cover of night and find a few secret places to bury a few gold coins.
Tomorrow morning, quietly spread the news that there is a large amount of treasure hidden there."
At this moment, Fang Lang's somewhat irritable mood had long since calmed down, and he began to arrange things in an orderly manner.
"Ah! This... Boss, why are we doing this? Hasn't this place been destroyed by us?"
As a Chinese in Brazil, Qi Qingshan obviously couldn't understand Fang Lang's resentment towards the Jingguo Divine Toilet as a later generation. Think about those Japanese prime ministers in later generations who often visited this place to pay respects to the graves and used it as a political means to win the support of the domestic people.
This fully demonstrates the important position of this place in the eyes of Japanese Mingzhong, and it may even be a spiritual symbol. Fang Lang's goal is to destroy this spiritual symbol.
Since this place is so sacred in the eyes of the Japanese, he has to find a way to make it no longer sacred. First of all, the first step is to prevent reconstruction here. From now on, he will have people keep an eye on the planning of this place.
As long as the Japanese dare to rebuild, he will definitely find a way to destroy it again.
The reason why he wants to bury gold coins here and announce to the public that there is treasure here is to attract ordinary Japanese people to come here to hunt for treasure.
You have to know that although this place has been destroyed, it still represents a special meaning in the hearts of many Japanese people. Even walking into this place requires a pious heart.
What Fang Lang had to do was to quietly erase the Japanese's special reverence for this place through subtle means. According to the Japanese concept, the gods lived in the shrine and they could not be offended.
But if one day people dare to enter God's territory to dig for treasure for the sake of wealth, it means that God's position in their minds is no longer as important as their own desire for wealth.
Although this cannot destroy people's faith in God, it can quietly tear a hole in it. With the existence of this hole, the time when this faith collapses is not far away.
However, if the Japanese cannot rebuild the Jingguo Toilet, they may transfer the war criminals to other places for worship. But Fang Lang is not worried about this.
Now he has money and people, and a punisher organization that is about to be established. When the time comes, he will directly arrange people to keep an eye on the tablets of these war criminals, and attack any place that dares to worship. He doesn't mind until all the temples in Japan are destroyed, because someone will stand up and take responsibility for it anyway.
"Some things on the surface have indeed been destroyed, but it does not mean that what is in people's hearts will be destroyed as well."
These words sounded quite profound, and Qi Qingshan, who was standing beside him, didn't quite understand what Fang Lang meant for a moment. However, he also understood that Fang Lang must have a complete plan in mind at this moment, and no matter whether he could understand it or not, it would not be wrong to execute it.
"Yes, Boss! I'll arrange it right away. But where should we find the gold coins?"
Upon hearing this, Fang Lang frowned in dissatisfaction and said:
"I'll leave it to you. You can find the things by yourself. Anyway, you have to find gold coins from Japanese history, and they have to be old ones. If that doesn't work, then find some gold bars. Japan is a big gold producer, and I believe you can find them.
However, this matter must be done in secret, and no one must find out that it has anything to do with us."
After saying that, he looked at the sky outside through the small window in the cabin, estimated the time, and seemed to have thought of something.
"Forget it. Just go find Colonel John Clark and ask him to help you find it! If he asks, just tell him what the gold is for."
Originally, Fang Lang was planning to do it quietly on his own, but Qi Qingshan's question reminded him that Japan is not Brazil, and some things are not very convenient to do.
In addition, he had just agreed to conduct the operation against the Jingguo Divine Toilet under John's nose. Now that he was going to take action, he would naturally inform him. By the way, if he went out to find these things, it would obviously be more convenient than for them to do it themselves.
First, it can be found the fastest, and second, if someone suspects there is a problem, they can also direct the problem to the Americans.
As for whether it would have any impact on John, Fang Lang was not worried at all. You have to know that he is a colonel in the US Army. Even if the Japanese have great courage, they would never dare to blatantly investigate a US Army colonel at this time.
In fact, this plan was also something Fang Lang thought of temporarily after returning to the warship, so his orders were a bit hasty and he was unable to provide suitable treasures at all.
Qi Qingshan felt a little ashamed after hearing Fang Lang's words. After all, his boss obviously chose to explain to John because he was absolutely unable to find something suitable in a short period of time.
"Boss, I'll try to find it myself first! If I can't find it, I'll ask Colonel Clark for help."
Fang Lang smiled and waved his hand when he heard this:
"No, I thought too simply at first. The less chances we have to show up in public, the better it will be for us. John's identity as a US Army colonel is a protective umbrella for us. At the same time, I promised the other party that this matter would be carried out with the other party's knowledge. So, you don't have to think too much, just do as I say."
Qi Qingshan's expression brightened a little when he heard this. He stomped his right foot, saluted Fang Lang and said:
"Yes, boss! I'll arrange it now."
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
It gets dark obviously earlier in winter than in summer. At around five in the afternoon, the sky over Tokyo's Sasebo Naval Base had already become hazy.
The nightlife of the naval base had just begun. The entire base was brightly lit. John Clark drove to the dock where the Brazilian fleet was docked when it was just getting dark and picked up Fang Lang to go and experience the nightlife in Tokyo, Japan.
Because he was going out for entertainment, John had already taken off his colonel uniform and changed into a decent suit. Fang Lang also changed into a gray-black suit.
The two chatted and laughed as they were escorted by the guards, and they left the naval base unimpeded, arriving at a new-looking yard about five kilometers away from the naval base. The yard was very large, and the car drove directly into the yard along the slowly opened gate and stopped at the door of a small building that looked very luxurious.
At this moment, under the light at the door of the small building, two men wearing top hats and tuxedos, dressed very appropriately, were standing side by side at the door to welcome the distinguished guests.
John Clark, who was sitting next to Fang Lang, whispered to Fang Lang:
"The guy on the right with a square face, a sturdy build, and thick eyebrows is Kodama Yoshio. The guy on the left with glasses looks familiar, but I don't know his name."
Fang Lang had already seen the two people at the door. When John was introducing them, he was looking the two Japanese up and down. When he heard John say that the guy with glasses looked familiar, Fang Lang couldn't help but frown.
Not only John felt that this person looked familiar, but even Fang Lang, who had little contact with the Japanese, felt that the other person looked somewhat familiar, which surprised Fang Lang.
However, he did not have time to think too much about who the other party was. The car had slowly stopped in front of the two of them. As the car stopped, the two Japanese waiting at the door took off their hats and bowed deeply ninety degrees to John and Fang Lang who were getting off the car.
When the thin Japanese man wearing black round-frame tortoise-shell glasses bent down and bowed, Fang Lang noticed that he was holding a cane tightly in his left hand, as if he needed the help of the cane to stand steadily. Seeing this, Fang Lang's mind flashed with inspiration, and he immediately remembered why he felt that the other person looked familiar.
When he saw the few stubborn long hairs on the other person's Mediterranean hairstyle that were used to cover the top of his head falling naturally, revealing the bald head, a cold light flashed in Fang Lang's eyes.
Fortunately, the two people opposite were bending down and bowing, and did not notice Fang Lang's eyes.
"Welcome, Colonel Clark, thank you for your hard work!"
From the open car door, Fang Lang heard the voice of Kodama Yoshio.
John laughed, stood directly in front of the two Japanese men, and extended his right hand to them.
"Mr. Kodama, we meet again. This time I'd like to introduce a friend to you. My good brother, Brazilian Navy Rear Admiral Fang Lang."
John Clark, who got off the car first, was obviously very familiar with Kodama Yoshio and had no intention of being polite at all.
After hearing John's introduction, Kodama Yoshio, who was standing opposite him, stood up and bowed to Fang Lang again, saying:
"Nice to meet you, General Fang!"
Fang Lang glanced at the Japanese Class A war criminal who was wearing a black tuxedo and had a rough face. This was the first time he had met him in real life, but no matter how polite he was, he could not have any good feelings towards him, so he did not respond to his greeting immediately.
John, who was standing beside him, saw that the other party kept bending and bowing, but Fang Lang had no intention of saying anything. He gently touched Fang Lang with his elbow, and Fang Lang nodded reluctantly. He said "Hmm!" in a cold tone and no longer expressed anything.
If it wasn't for John's sake, Fang Lang would have wanted to say, "You're too happy too early!"
Hearing Fang Lang's voice, the 38-year-old Japanese man slowly raised his head and looked at Fang Lang. In fact, when he greeted John, he had already noticed Fang Lang behind John. He was a little surprised to see an Asian face next to John.
After hearing Fang Lang's cold tone, he knew that there was an 80% chance that this person was Chinese, and a Chinese who hated the Japanese very much, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
As a former Japanese naval officer who had personally participated in the war of aggression against the Far Eastern powers, deep down in his heart he actually looked down on other Asians except the Japanese.
If the other party treated him so rudely before he was defeated, he would definitely slap the other party in the face and then hang him to death.
Unfortunately, Japan has been defeated and conquered by the Americans. His imprisonment of less than three years has taught him to face reality and learn to be patient. He wisely chose to ignore Fang Lang's arrogant attitude and cold tone.
When he raised his head, he nodded to Fang Lang enthusiastically and introduced another Japanese man next to him to the two of them.
"Colonel Clark, General Fang, this is my good friend Shigemitsu Mamoru, a very good politician."
As soon as the name was uttered, John Clark, who had always seemed very casual, suddenly fixed his eyes and looked in disbelief at the very thin old man with gray hair next to him.
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