Chapter 944: Natasha's whereabouts

After explaining with gin for a while, she realized that the people in Japan actually looked like that.
Although there are also many Japanese ancestors who have gone back cheeky in Hawaii, the blood of those people seems to be impure, not at all like Su Ming said.
But even so, she was firmly opposed to turning herself into such an ugly appearance. In the end, even if she became an Asian, she was still a beauty.
Su Ming sighed and wanted to act in a low-key manner. This just didn't work. This made it like a female celebrity to be noticed everywhere.
But that's it, it's just a little troublesome.
Su Ming's strangulation also changed his appearance. Since the gin is to look good, then he will be ugly, so he has changed into an old devil who is old and ugly, keeping Ren Danhu.
It also reduced the length of the X metal skeleton, that is to say, became a dwarf.
what? You said that handsome men deserve beautiful women? Have you heard of sugar daddy?
The gin is so beautiful now, and it has a delicate beauty after becoming an Asian appearance, which is simply seductive and criminal.
Walking on the street in the middle of the night, I don’t know how much trouble it will be. Although Su Ming is not afraid of troubles and things, he has no need to clean up the garbage for Japan.
Then there is a look that is not worthy of a beauty in any way, and makes people have to think about family background and background.
The statute lines must be deep, just like the ones carved on the face, they look bitter and deep, so they appear to be deterrent.
"Hahahaha..." Gin pointed at him, laughing so hard that he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to grab his mustache, as if he had seen something new.
Su Ming slapped her hand away angrily, because both of them had changed their ordinary appearance, wouldn't it be enough? I sacrificed myself just to accommodate her, is she still laughing?
"Don't make trouble, there is still business."
Gin retracted his little hand, put his arm on top of his head and gestured for his height: "It's not like you are making me laugh like this clown, it's all because of you."
"...Go away, go to the street near the prison to find out the news." Su Ming was too lazy to reason with her, took her hand and walked to the small town not far away: "The naval prison after the war. It should have been abandoned, and now it appears to have been converted into a fishing port. This small town was developed based on the port."
"Fish after nuclear radiation can also dare to eat? However, if it is a port town, then the residents are either fishermen or workers, and at most there are small businessmen. Can they know the secrets of World War II prisoners?"
Gin finally managed to hold back her laugh, and she tried her best to focus on the task.
Su Ming dragged her through a forest on the shore and onto the road, which was still a dirt road, which was frozen hard in winter.
"We don't need to ask about secret things, because Natasha left earlier than us, and her intelligence is the same as ours. She will definitely come to the Nagasaki Naval Base to find clues." Su Ming looked around. There was no personal picture on the road: "Who wouldn't notice a red-haired foreign woman in a place like this?"
"Then hope she has found some clues, but if there is nothing wrong, we may be able to go to play elsewhere? Tokyo, Kyoto?"
Gin shrugged, anyway she came with a vacation mentality.
The downtown area of ​​Nagasaki is a place where nuclear bombs have been bombed. Although it is not the original explosion point, it has also suffered a lot of radiation. To be honest, there is no good scenery, so it is better to go to Northern Europe.
"She is a professional agent. She has her own way. We just need to follow behind to make sure things don’t develop too unexpectedly." Su Ming looked at the snow under his feet. There were obviously very few pedestrians here, and the snow was fluffy and messy. "As for going to play, there is really nothing fun in Japan right now. After the war, all industries are dying, and entertainment is probably only drinking."
"Drink well, we are going to drink all the Japanese wine this time." Gin cheered happily. She hugged Su Ming's arm and dragged him across the road to town in a hurry. go.
Like all Asgard people, gin has a special love for alcohol. Did she take the initiative to be picked up by Su Ming on the street, maybe because she heard that someone wanted to set up a winery?
But fate is like this, who can say it clearly.
"Then we can start in Yamanashi Prefecture, where the wine is good."
Su Ming smiled and agreed, letting a lot of beautiful women drag him away.
The most people who are staring at Logan now are Shamrock and Romulus. They have no threat to themselves, as long as they pay attention to Sitrek's men.
The town is also a scene of decay. There is a faint smoke from the huts with civil structures, which are basically the smell of vegetation, and no one has big fish and meat.
Nowadays, even if he can eat a rice ball, he is a good person, and ordinary people can only eat rice with soup, and the rice grains can be counted.
"Walking in the town of losers is really strange. Don't they have any sense of honor? Why didn't they die on the battlefield and live like this?"
Gin saw a few desperate disabled people, wearing khaki military uniforms, staggering away in the night.
She felt unable to understand the thoughts of these people.
I heard that they pay attention to the spirit of the samurai, but they don't act like samurai. What's the point of surviving like walking dead?
Su Ming smiled and motioned to her to be quieter, and don't be too arrogant if you don't speak Japanese: "Little devils are a very contradictory nation. They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that death is not beautiful enough. Their Bushido and Asgard's The samurai spirit is completely two things."
"You want to die beautifully?" Gin showed a tangled expression, dumbfounding.
As a Valkyrie, she has led the heroic spirits to Valhalla on the battlefield since a thousand years ago. If she died miserably, she had seen many.
But... beautiful death? Sorry, can't figure it out.
Su Ming patted the back of her hand. He knew that women in the Nordic style still had trouble understanding Eastern culture, not to mention that Bushido was a wonderful flower in Eastern thought.
Presumably, Wolverine has been in Japan for so many years, and he doesn't even understand what is meant by "Instant Fanghua", let alone a further "chrysanthemum and sword".
But think about it carefully, Wolverine has a special preference for Japanese women, and many of his wives and girlfriends are Japanese.
It's a pity that people with animals in their codenames are usually lone stars, and it's normal to have a dead wife and a girlfriend.
The bat... the spider... even the big local tyrant of the Panther is the end of a divorce.
"Don't think about it. When it is necessary, I will show you how to make the enemy die beautiful. The place where the disabled people come out looks like a tavern. Let's get the news."
Why do people like to go to the pub to get news? Because there must be the most concentrated place for drunks, you can ask some secret old things from the bartender. As for the news, it is also the right choice to ask delirious guests in the tavern.
"It's rude." According to the Japanese custom, after opening the door and entering the store, he must first express his apologies for disturbing other people's drinking.
Since he is now in disguise, the acting is naturally a full set, and Su Ming behaves like a real local.
"Ola, welcome." The lady boss knelt down by the door, bent over and bowed her head, she was the kind of milf, charming woman.
She was dressed in a coarse kimono and dressed very ordinary. The lights in the shop were dim and the decorations were very old. It seemed that her life was normal.
This is a Japanese-style pub, not at all like an American bar.
There is no bar and no bartender. On the side of the entrance, there is a small table for the proprietress to prevent others from escaping, and then there is a tatami-mat shop around the wall of the room.
People eat and drink cross-legged on it, which is very unhygienic.
At the back of the hall, there is a kitchen for cooking, and from time to time errand children bring out a bunch of cheap food.
It's dark, probably soy sauce? Yes, soy sauce is not expensive, it is quite flavorful.
As soon as he entered the door, Su Ming kept the information in his mind and locked a few people who were drinking almost the same, and only then did the lady boss raise her head.
She saw the short dwarf first, and then the tall beauty behind him, the pupils in her eyes could not help but dilate.
The first reaction is why such a beauty should be with such a monster? And the second reaction is that this ugly man must be very unusual.
Unconsciously, she bowed again and bowed to the authority.
"Look up and speak."
Su Ming said coldly, showing a faint sense of alienation, and also switched to the Kyoto accent.
"Hi."
I don’t know why, the boss’s wife feels as if she is being watched by a tiger. Is this kind of power, the emperor in person?
Seeing her cooperation like this, Su Ming no longer has to say something about drunks: "A few days ago, there was a red-haired foreign girl haunting the town. Have you ever seen it? Answer after thinking about it, don't waste my time. "
"Yes, my lord, although foreigners are uncommon here, I have only seen one with red hair."
"Who did she talk to? Where did she go after that, you know?"
Su Ming squeezed the shelf pretentiously, only looked at people with white eyes, and raised his hand to cover his nose, as if he was disdainful of breathing the same air as the civilians.
The influence of class society on Japan is deeply ingrained~EbookFREE.me~ especially in this era when surnames are not popular. Behave on top, it will be more convenient to act before others know your details.
"Hey, she asked me about a man, a second lieutenant who used to work in an old prison not far away, Lord Yashida Ichiro."
The proprietress answered the question very obediently, and Su Ming touched his beard, and she seemed to be able to match it now.
"Tell me the location of the Shida family, and then sell me a pot of the best sake in your store." Su Ming conjured a ten dollars from his suit, which is the hardest currency in Japan. Up.
With dollars, you can buy a lot of good things.
For example, all kinds of scarce supplies entering Japan with the US troops stationed in Japan.
Convenient hot pot, spicy strips, vigorous drinks, American cans, various series of drinks under the Skywalker brand, and high-end stockings, underwear, cosmetics, etc. produced by Wilson Enterprise........