The two spies who bet Qian Xiaobao and Yuki Saito who came in were stunned.

They have lived for so many years and have never seen Qian Xiaobao like this.

Is this kid really a big shot?

Saito Yuki recalled it in his mind. He felt that Senior Haruki Kono had never arranged such a specific matter of a person, especially a Manchu.

It seems that this kid is indeed a favored person for Senior Kono.

However, when Saito Hengqi looked up and down at Qian Xiaobao, he frowned.

He kept shaking his head as he looked at Qian Xiaobao's valuable outfit from head to toe.

It is basic common sense that intelligence work cannot be so arrogant. But the person in front of him does not seem to understand this truth.

"You go and call Qin Yulu here." Saito said to a secret spy.

After a while, Qin Yulu walked in like a gust of wind.

"This is the person I told you. I'll send him to the French consulate today." Saito Hiroki said.

Qin Yulu nodded quickly. He heard a hint of solemnity in Saito's words. It seemed that he should take the boy in front of him seriously, who looked like a rich boy.

After the founding of Manchukuo, many people with deep backgrounds also stuffed their children into various yamen with good and heavy weight.

But I have never heard of anyone who has been fucked by the intelligence department.

Qin Yulu took Qian Xiaobao out of Saito Hengqi's office and asked with a smile: "Where are you from my little brother? I don't seem to have seen you in Harbin before."

He wanted to find out Qian Xiaobao's background as soon as possible.

"I'm just a poor boy from another place. How could you know me?" Qian Xiaobao replied. To be honest, the person who lies is like Qian Xiaobao.

Qin Yulu naturally would not believe what Qian Xiaobao said.

"These leather shoes, suits, and tie clips all look foreign. They should have spent a lot of money, right?" Qin Yulu asked with a smile.

"This was bought and given to me yesterday before Mr. Guan invited me to dinner." Qian Xiaobao replied.

There are many people in Harbin City with the surname Guan, but Guan Xiaoye only has one, the son of Director Guan of the Taxation Bureau.

If you can know Mr. Guan, you will naturally be no ordinary person. However, Qin Yulu still wants to use his subordinates to investigate secretly.

Qin Yulu changed into casual clothes and took Qian Xiaobao out of the security bureau to meet Lao Qian.

The Security Bureau rented many houses outside for secret work. Even interrogation and mail inspections were outside.

When meeting, you can't attract old money to the security bureau.

When Qin Yulu took Qian Xiaobao to meet with Lao Qian, Mr. Genet, the consul in the French Consulate on Longjiang Street, had just gotten up.

He walked out of the bedroom in his pajamas and walked into the large living room.

At this time, the servant had already cleaned the entire room. All the places were spotless.

There is only one place they never clean. That is, a high table is placed directly opposite the wall of the living room door. A bust of Napoleon, half-person, tall.

Mr. Genet strictly prohibits servants from moving the statue. This statue is cleaned by him himself every day.

Today is like before. Mr. Genet took out his handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped the dust of the statue, regardless of whether the dust really existed.

This small French consulate was established in 1907. At that time, a number of countries including Britain, the United States, France and other countries established consulates in Harbin. At that time, there were dozens of expatriates in Harbin, and only a few were few. The main reason for these countries to establish consulates here was not for expatriates but for an important location in the Northeast, especially Harbin.

In addition to Mr. Genet, there is also a one-secret and two-secret in the entire French consulate. The rest are a few Chinese employees, including translation.

Madame Genet was responsible for the trivial matters of servants and life. Of course, she only focused on whether the servants did their job well, whether the food they bought was fresh or not.

Madame Genet didn't care much about money, because being petty about money would undermine the dignity of the nobles.

Madame Genet was writing the menu attentively. She was going to hold a large cocktail party in the French consulate in three days to invite consulates and other important figures from various consulates in Harbin to attend.

The dishes you need can be prepared and delivered by major Western restaurants in Harbin. Various types of wine and flowers need to be purchased in advance.

Madame Genet handed over more than a dozen invitations written to the translator Zhang Lixing and asked him to send them to every consulate.

In addition to the large consulates such as Japan, the United States, the United States, the United States, the United States, the United States, the Soviet Union, and Germany, small consulates such as Denmark, Lithuania, Latvia, Czech, Hungary, and Portugal will also be delivered.

When Madame Genet was preparing to hand over the repeatedly modified menu to the old money responsible for purchasing, she could not find anyone anyway.

Lao Qian was meeting Qin Yulu and Qian Xiaobao at this time.

Old Qian looked at Qian Xiaobao, who was fifteen or sixteen years old in confusion. Is this the person sent from the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department?

Old Qian turned around and looked at Qin Yulu and wanted to show his eyes to him. Should he use the method we discussed yesterday to trick the boy in front of him and ask him to get out of here once.

But Qin Yulu lowered his head and didn't look at Lao Qian.

"From the future, I will follow Uncle Qian and ask him to take care of him." Qian Xiaobao said with a smile.

He has been a beggar and has been much smoother than he is when he was a child.

"I will also take you to see Madame Gene. The French are very picky, and only they nodded can I keep you." Lao Qian said.

"Okay, you can take him to get to know each other for a while." Qin Yulu said. Old money represents money, and Qian Xiaobao represents background. Qin Yulu finally chose money.

Even if Master Saito blames him in the end, he can also put the blame on Lao Qian.

Lao Qian reluctantly took Qian Xiaobao on the street and walked towards the direction of the French consulate.

A disgusting smell of sweat spread from the corner of the wall.

The two of them turned around at the same time and saw a beggar lying in the corner of the wall basking in the sun. He was surrounded by a broken bowl, and there should be still food in it. But now there is nothing to see, because a thick layer of flies fell on it and made a buzzing sound.

"Die!" Lao Qian cursed in disgust.

"This manpower is big enough." Qian Xiaobao said in wonder. He seemed to have encountered some unsolvable problem.

Madame Genet suppressed her dissatisfaction with Lao Qian and still smiled. This is the demeanor that a gentleman should have.

She handed the menu to the translator Zhang Lixing and asked him to hand it over to Lao Qian.

"Everything on this thing must be prepared the day after tomorrow." Madame Gene said to Lao Qian.

Zhang Lixing translated French into Chinese to Lao Qian for listening.

Old Qian smiled and nodded quickly, then pointed at Qian Xiaobao and said, "Sometimes I am really too busy now and want to find a helper. What does the wife think of him? If it doesn't work, I'll change another one."

Zhang Lixing translated Lao Qian's words to Madame Gene again.

Madame Gene turned her head and looked at Qian Xiaobao, who was wearing a greasy hair and wearing a suit and ties.
Chapter completed!