Chapter 294: Are you a civilized person?

The negotiations continued the next morning.

News came from the Japanese side. It said that someone from the Special High Commission had arrived.

Zhang Yong guessed that it must be Lin Xiaoyan.

When they arrived at the hotel, they saw Lin Xiaoyan indeed. She was wearing a gorgeous kimono.

She was very beautiful.

Very eye-catching.

Alas, if only there were no war.

I will find a way to take her back with me. Keep her at home. Never let anyone see her.

Can you wear a kimono to a formal occasion?

I don't really know.

'Zhang-san!' Lin Xiaoyan beamed when she saw him.

'Miss Mirror,' Zhang Yong greeted her with a smile.

In the corner of his eye, he could clearly see Kawashima Yoshiko's mouth twitching.

Is she jealous? Haha. Then let's continue!

If you're jealous of Lin Xiaoyan, then kill her. Your puppet state of Manchukuo is the best.

If you don't dare to kill Lin Xiaoyan, then jealousy is useless!

'Zhang Sang, I've got a present for you,' Lin Xiaoyan said with a sweet smile.

She handed Zhang Yong a lucky bag with both hands.

Zhang Yong took it. He opened it. Inside was a lucky charm?

Well, a Japanese woman is giving herself a lucky charm? Is it to bless herself to kill more Japanese invaders in the future? Haha. I like this.

Okay, as you gave me a gift, I'll give you one too.

He casually takes out a piece of paper and a pen, and writes down a few strings of numbers in a neat handwriting.

1936.02.26

1937.07.07

1941.06.22

1941.12.07

1945.08.15

After finishing, he thinks for a moment, and then says, 'It doesn't seem to be anything major, does it?'

Yes. Just five numbers. But they contain the biggest secret of the next ten years! If you can decipher this secret, you will be the best of the best.

He put away his pen and pushed the note towards Lin Xiaoyan.

Lin Xiaoyan took it with confusion and said, 'Zhang San, what do they mean?'

'These are five very important numbers. They concern you. They also concern all Japanese and Chinese people. They even concern the whole world.'

'Is it really that serious?'

'Of course. You should be able to tell. These are five dates. The first one is very close now. Why don't you wait and see?'

'I understand.'

Lin Xiaoyan carefully folded the note and put it away.

Yoshiko Kawashima and Takeo Kishida both saw it. But they didn't say anything. It was obvious that neither of them had a good relationship with the Special High Commission.

Zhang Yong had called the Special High Commission here, obviously to throw in the sand.

'Can we get down to business now?' said Takeo Kishida.

'Not just yet,' said Zhang Yong, looking at his watch. 'You are the host, may I ask, have you arranged for our meals for lunch?'

Yoshiko Kawashima said coldly, 'Even if I had arranged it, would you dare to eat it?'

'As long as Miss Mirror dares to eat it, I dare.'

'Zhang, I'll eat with you. Whatever you eat, I'll eat.'

'Thank you!'

'You...'

Kawashima Yoshiko had no choice but to sulkingly go and make the arrangements.

Poisoning? That was definitely not something she dared to do. There was no chance of success in poisoning so blatantly.

Besides, she didn't dare.

Kishida Takeo could care less about the Special High Police Department. But she dared not.

The Special High Police Department still had a lot of power in the puppet state of Manchukuo. Her leaning towards the military had long ago caused dissatisfaction in the Special High Police Department.

If given the chance, Uekawa Kagami would definitely get her.

Without mercy.

'Do you have any comments on our list?'

'No comments. We agree completely.'

'Completely?'

'Of course.'

'Really?'

'Mr Kishida, do you really need me to point out that the man from yesterday was a decoy, a Japanese, before you'll be satisfied?'

'You...nonsense!'

Takeshi Kishida was momentarily stunned. He almost couldn't react.

Was she on to him?

How was that possible?

How could the other side know that he had planted a decoy?

That was a very secretive operation!

Only Kawashima Yoshiko and a very few others knew.

How did the other party know?

'What do you mean by a trap? You're talking nonsense!' Kawashima Yoshiko was anxious.

'Please use your pig's brain to think. Since you were able to plant a trap in our Fuxing Society, can't we plant a trap in your side?' Zhang Yong's sneer was undisguised. 'I'm not afraid to tell you outright that the information about this trap was passed to me from within your ranks.'

'Hag...'

'Why did I deliberately suspend the negotiations yesterday, just waiting for the time to receive the message?'

'Baka...'

Takeshi Kishida couldn't help but grind his teeth.

He had little doubt about Zhang Yong's words. He deeply believed that there was a traitor by his side.

Because all the information matched.

How could an outsider know such confidential information without a traitor?

Moreover, the level of this traitor should be quite high. Otherwise, it would be impossible to master such secrets.

Damn it.

Such a secret has actually been learned by the other party.

Not only has all previous effort been in vain, but, most importantly, a terrible spy has appeared around him.

Zhang Yong spoke out recklessly. This shows that the other party is fearless.

Ahhh, damn it. Who is it?

Takeshi Kishida quickly screened everyone who knew the secret, but he had no idea.

Everyone was a possibility.

However, everyone was also not a possibility.

Almost everyone who knew the secret was Japanese. Except Kawashima Yoshiko?

Could it be that she was betraying us?

Could she be the traitor? Is everything she does a deception of the Japanese?

Hagah!

As expected, someone who is not of our kind will have a different heart.

Hagah!

This woman must be secretly monitored...

Suddenly, he came to his senses again.

No.

Zhang Yong must be deliberately spreading false information.

His aim is to make me suspicious. Then I'll lose my head. Or create chaos within the Japanese army.

In fact, there is no traitor within the Japanese army...

However...

This thought was quickly dismissed.

The other party clearly knew that the person from yesterday was Japanese! That's what's most worrying.

If there is no intelligence, how dare they be so sure.

So scary...

The traitor could actually be Japanese.

Could it be Uekawa Kagami? No. She doesn't know. Haga. Who is it?

'Zhang San, I'm leaving,' Lin Xiaoyan stood up slowly.

'Wait. You're also part of today's negotiations. Nightingale, do you still want it?' Zhang Yong spoke bluntly.

'You...' Lin Xiaoyan's gaze wavered, and she sat back down.

Nightingale? Heiko Amakawa? What happened to her?

No good. Has she been arrested?

Damn it!

It's true that there's been no news from her for more than a day.

Damn it...

This Zhang Yong is truly a devil.

He even arrested Tianhe Keiko?

It's hopeless. If he is not brought over soon, I fear the Special High School will be completely wiped out.

Look at the exchange list next to you, there is such a long list, when has the military suffered such heavy losses? The Tongji Agency has been uprooted. If this continues, the other agencies will probably be finished too.

'Miss Tianhe Keiko is in good health and has not been injured. I was very gentle.'

'What are you trying to say?'

'Don't you want to ransom her back?'

'What are your terms?'

'Right now, Tianhe Keiko is still in my hands. I haven't started the torture yet. If you are quick about it, give me 100,000 taels of silver, and I will send her back...'

'Zhang Sang, can you change the terms?'

'You name it,'

'let's talk in private.'

'Okay! You go first. I will find you when I have time.'

'Okay!'

Lin Xiaoyan took her leave.

She needed to verify the news that Tianhe Huizi had been arrested.

But it was certain that Tianhe Huizi had indeed been arrested. Moreover, it was Zhang Yong himself who had arrested her.

This detestable man was really giving her a headache.

Takeshi Kishida was about to speak, but then stopped.

'Just exchange the list. Don't move,' Zhang Yong said clearly, "including your hook.'

'No. We must cross him off the list," Takeshi Kishida of course could not agree.

The hook he had so carefully arranged was discovered. If he continued to send it, wouldn't that give the other side another bargaining chip?

He was not that stupid. That hook was also a spy cultivated for many years. It was used to carry out the most difficult and complex tasks. He had wanted to show off his skills. Unexpectedly, before he could make his move...

Damn it!

Everything that had been prepared previously was useless.

Not only was it useless, but there was also a bit of panic.

Because he didn't know how many more cards Zhang Yong had up his sleeve.

If the Restoration Society had really arranged for hooks to be lurking within the Japanese, then their trump card would be revealed.

For a moment, Takeo Kishida was exhausted, not knowing what to do.

'Mr. Kishida, is this how you Japanese do things, without honouring your word?' Zhang Yong raised his voice, looking very displeased, 'You clearly drew up the list, and I agreed to it. Now you want to change it again? If that's the case, what's the point of negotiating? I might as well go home early to hug my wife and have children!'

Kishida Takeo responded mechanically, 'This was our oversight. We are very sorry...'

Zhang Yong sneered, insolently, "Unless you are willing to pay 500 US dollars. Otherwise, I will never agree.'

Kishida Takeo suddenly exploded, "Hagah!'

'If you say another word, it will be an extra 100 US dollars!'

'H...'

'600 US dollars!'

'...'

Kishida Takeo hard to the words on the tip of his tongue back.

One hundred dollars a word. He couldn't even pay to kill him. He wanted to vomit blood. But he didn't vomit. He felt uneasy. It was unbearable.

'Zhang Yong, do you look like you're here to negotiate?' Kawashima Yoshiko was furious.

'Of course!' Zhang Yong spread his hands.

'Are you a civilized person?'

'No.'

'Hmph! You know your own shortcomings.'

'If you were civilized people, we would of course send civilized people to negotiate with you. But since you are not, I have to come.'

'You!'

Kawashima Yoshiko could no longer hold back, stood up, and tried to reach out and grab Zhang Yong.

As a result, Zhang Yong took out a green brick and smashed it on her head.

She was caught off guard and was hit square on the head. She immediately began to bleed and fainted on the spot, collapsing onto the negotiation table.

Takeo Kishida: ?

The others: ?

What's going on?

What is it?

Yoshiko Kawashima seems to have been hit by something. And she's fainted?

But there's nothing in Zhang Yong's hand.

Strange, just now it was clear...

'What are you doing?' Takeo Kishida was anxious and angry.

'She hit the table herself. She fainted herself,' Zhang Yong responded lightly.

Yes, it was me who hit her.

But do you have any evidence? Did you see the blue brick?

'You...'

'Wow, there's so much blood, it looks like her brain is coming out...'

'Quick, to the hospital! To the hospital!'

Kishida Takeo cried out anxiously.

In fact, no brain matter had come out. The blue brick was a blunt instrument.

Zhang Yong didn't have that much strength, either, to smash her brains out. But there was no doubt about the concussion.

There was a flurry of activity.

They hurriedly took Kawashima Yoshiko to the hospital.

There was blood everywhere.

A real bloody mess.

Well, the negotiations had to be terminated again.

Zhang Yong: ...

Damn, there's no free lunch at noon again.

Sigh...

What a waste of time for negotiations!

I didn't even earn 500 US dollars!

Who the hell told me to negotiate?

I curse his whole family.

I'm costing tens of dollars a minute, and this is a waste of two days!

It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and if I don't work hard to earn some extra money, I won't have any money to give everyone a holiday bonus...

I'm depressed.

I leave the restaurant in a bad mood. I return to my quarters listlessly.

On the way, I keep thinking about where to get some extra money. He now leads a team of 50 people. If each person gets 10 dollars, that's 500 dollars...

Get off the bus. I find Zhou Yang waiting for me.

'What's up?'

'I have a lead on the pirates...'