Chapter 241: Well done, Nice, for spying on the Japanese!

The mood at the pier gradually became tense.

The nearby police began to impose martial law. At the same time, military police who had heard the news also arrived.

Some of the military police came to the riverbank and tried to approach the cruise ship. However, they were refused by the agents of the Fuxing Society. Zhong Yang came to ask for instructions.

'Captain, should we...'

'No,'

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Let the military police come in.

It's a big scene. Naturally, the more people there are, the better. It was only with great difficulty that the Japanese invaders made a mistake.

The Japanese invaders making a mistake is the best opportunity.

Zhang Yong's biggest worry at this time is that the Japanese invaders will come to their senses. And then immediately release all the British and American hostages. And then they will jump into the water one after the other to escape. That would be troublesome.

Now, whether or not these Japanese spies are arrested is no longer important. What is important is that they make a big fuss.

We must wait for the British and American consulates to arrive.

Of course, the Japanese consulate will definitely be there too.

I'm so anxious...

Why haven't the reporters arrived yet?

Hurry up and take some pictures! A picture tells a thousand words. We must have pictures!

In those days, Photoshop was not yet developed. It was difficult to fix photos. So, pictures were basically the truth.

If there are no pictures, it can't be published. And if it's published, it's not very credible.

Because words are the least convincing.

Words can be easily embellished.

However, if there are positive pictures, it can be spread all over the world.

For example, the Spanish Civil War was well known to the world because there were a lot of pictures.

Therefore, in many areas occupied by the Japanese army, the Japanese army strictly controlled cameras. It was strictly forbidden to take pictures. It was feared that they would be leaked to the international community.

The news media of any country are subject to strict controls when it comes to photos.

Photos that are published without permission are absolutely not allowed.

Even in a free country like the United States. After the Pearl Harbor incident, strict press controls were also implemented. Not even the text was allowed to be published.

'Here they come!'

'Here they come!'

Finally, some reporters are here.

Zhang Yong didn't have time to ask which newspaper they worked for. First, they were paid.

Ten silver dollars each. Then they were asked to take photos from multiple angles.

The reporters were overjoyed. Could it be true? Not only would they get the story, they would also get paid?

They immediately raised their cameras and started snapping away at the Uranus.

Zhang Yong finally let out a sigh of relief.

Good. Now there were pictures. The pictures told the truth.

It would be hard for the Japanese to deny it now. Foreigners were not idiots.

What?

The robbers are Chinese?

Then I'm sorry. Leave it to the foreigners to handle it.

Just kill all the robbers.

Anyway, there are British warships in the lower reaches of the Yangtze. And there are American warships at Wusongkou.

For the Nanjing government, there is no such thing as sovereignty. The foreigners' warships can come in at any time. It doesn't matter if the robbers are Chinese or Japanese, just kill them all.

Haha...

In the end, it's the Japanese who suffer. If there are any losses, it's the foreigners who suffer.

The Japanese spies on the ship probably felt that the lives of the Chinese were worthless. So when taking hostages, they didn't consider the Chinese at all. All the hostages taken were foreigners.

From a value perspective, it seems that this was correct. The Japanese invaders had indeed made the wisest choice.

'Captain, the foreigners are here.'

'Good. Just ignore them. Just cooperate actively.'

'Understood.'

Zhang Yong stayed put.

The first to arrive were a group of British people.

They were still quick on the move. Someone must have called for help.

At this time, the British Empire still considered itself the world's number one power. In Jinling, it was necessary to show off one's dominance.

It was estimated that the British warships should have also received the news and were on their way.

'Captain, Mr. West is looking for you.'

'I'll be right there!'

Zhang Yong said calmly.

He came up to an Englishman.

This Englishman was very tall and thin, unsmiling, like an ascetic.

'You are...'

'Mr. West, my name is Zhang Yong, I am a member of the Fuxing Society.'

'Your English is very good.'

'Thank you,'

Zhang Yong said gratefully.

In his previous life, his English had been terrible. But he could communicate.

For Wester, it was really important to find someone who knew the situation and spoke English. At least, he could get first-hand information.

Zhang Yong did not hide anything. He told the other man everything. Sincerity was a killer move.

Wester quickly believed that the Japanese were really up to no good.

Zhang Yong ordered the captured Japanese spy to be brought in. He questioned him face to face.

'Hagah!'

the Japanese spy yelled furiously. He was not afraid of the British.

This was not an act. He really was not afraid.

At this moment in time, Japan was gripped by a fervour that spread throughout the country.

There was a strong sense that Asia was the Asia of the Japanese, and that the Westerners must not lay a finger on it.

Otherwise, six years later, they would not have gone to war with the British and Americans.

It sounds like World War II is still far away. In fact, there were only six years left before the Pacific War broke out.

And before that, there were only two years left before the Sino-Japanese War broke out.

'Baka!'

'You're all going to die!'

'Baka!'

The Japanese spy yelled furiously.

West's face suddenly turned as ugly as the bottom of a pot.

The Japanese's yelling included the British as well. This made West very unhappy. But there was nothing he could do for the time being.

Because the British warships were still several hours away from the Yangtze estuary.

But there was no doubt that the Japanese were the culprits.

'What do the Japanese want?'

'I don't know. Perhaps you could ask Mr. Isogai, Mr. West?'

'That son of a bitch,'

West cursed.

It turned out that Isogai had arrived. And a large group of Japanese.

It seems that the Japanese are also very quick to get the news!

Zhang Yong deliberately retreated into the crowd.

Let the British and Japanese negotiate. Take your time. No rush.

Sure enough, the exchange between Wester and Isogai was not pleasant. Although both men were restrained, they were clearly on edge.

Isogai definitely denied that the Japanese had done it. But Wester knew better.

Soon after, a group of Americans arrived.

Then the French...

Then the Germans...

And the Italians and the Spaniards...

Zhang Yong watched from the sidelines. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Good. The more people who come, the better.

Huh? Why aren't there any foreign reporters?

What a bunch of losers!

This is such big news, and those foreign reporters still haven't shown up?

No. They must be made to show up.

'Yang Zhi.'

'Here!'

'Go and invite all those foreign reporters.'

'Yes.'

Yang Zhi immediately led the way.

Zhang Yong continued to hide in the crowd and watch the fun. He let things take their course.

Over there, the communication between West and Rensuke Isogai had completely broken down. West was furious. He was determined to solve the problem by force. He was waiting for the warship to arrive.

Rensuke Isogai frowned. He felt very passive. He really wanted to kill those arrogant guys.

Offending so many people at once was really damnable.

'Captain, the governor is here...'

'I know.'

Zhang Yong hurriedly came to see the Director.

The Director was also a shrewd person. Seeing so many foreigners, he did not appear in public.

'Director,'

'hand it over to the foreigners to deal with themselves.'

'Yes,'

'I can't appear in public. You have full authority over this matter.'

'Understood,'

Zhang Yong nodded respectfully.

He knew that the Director would make this choice.

Indeed, it was inconvenient for the top echelons of the Nationalist government to appear in public. Because this was a conflict between foreigners.

The Nationalist government only needs to prove that the pirates on the ship are Japanese. Zhang Yong has already done this. Therefore, the next matter is basically unrelated to the Nationalist government.

That is, they will send people to maintain order on the periphery. The foreigners and the Japanese will negotiate how to solve the problem.

If the Japanese refuse to admit that they did it, the British will definitely have to take military action. British warships are definitely on their way to the Shimonoseki dock.

'Click!'

'Click!'

At this time, more and more reporters arrived.

There were also some foreign reporters among them. They were blonde and very obvious.

Unfortunately, the reporters who arrived later would not receive any reward. They were too slow. There was nothing special about the foreign reporters.

Only the first ten reporters were given a reward.

This was a message to all the reporters: be quick next time. Otherwise, there would be no reward.

Some British reporters might have been a bit too excited, as they actually rushed to the side of the cruise ship.

'Bang!'

Suddenly, there was a gunshot from the cruise ship.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to the cruise ship. Then everyone saw that a foreigner had been shot.

The foreigner was unknown, British or American. Anyway, he was trying to escape from the cruise ship. As a result, he was shot in the back by a Japanese spy. He collapsed on the ground.

'Bastard!'

Wester was instantly enraged.

The other foreigners also became furious.

'Hagya!'

Rensuke Isogai also cursed under his breath.

Which spy agency's son of a bitch is this? Did he even receive any training?

Shoot someone in broad daylight? In front of so many British and American people? And there are so many reporters. There are a bunch of British and American reporters.

Heck! Is he from the Nan Agency?

Are all the people in the Nan Agency useless?

'Click!'

'Click!'

The reporters took photos one after the other.

The Japanese spy hadn't woken up yet. He was still arrogant.

'Tong Luohan!'

'Present!'

'Finish him off!'

'Yes!'

'Bang!'

A crisp gunshot. The Japanese spy was killed instantly.

The bullet hit the Japanese invader directly in the chest. One shot killed.

Good, one down.

However, the remaining Japanese spies were all hiding in the cabin.

Quiet.

Nervous.

Time passed minute after minute.

Finally, a dark shadow appeared downstream.

It's the British warship that has arrived. It really is fast. Looks like a frigate?

Rensuke Isogai's face grew even more unpleasant.

He didn't care about the lives of those bastards.

However, there was one thing he might not be able to control. It was the exposure of his identity.

Those Japanese spies obviously hadn't received orders. They were told to conceal their identity when encountering foreigners. Instead, they might want to show that they are Japanese.

If they shout 'banzai' and 'dying', then it's all over.

However, this is certain:

Rensuke Isogai cannot change.

Sure enough...

A Japanese spy appears.

He shouts directly at the shore in Japanese.

Zhang Yong: ?

I don't understand.

But it feels very dramatic.

Yang Zhi translates: 'He says he is a warrior of the Great Japanese Empire and demands that everyone retreat immediately. Otherwise, he will kill all the hostages!'

Bang!

Zhang Yong slaps his hands together.

This Japanese spy has done a great job!

He quickly brought the atmosphere to a climax!

Nice!