After dinner, Zhang Tianhao, led by Shimada Xiaoyoko, played chess at home to pass the time.
At this time, Little Yoko seemed to be a little daughter-in-law, serving Zhang Tianhao well, especially in all aspects, so that Zhang Tianhao could not only release his machismo, but also let him enjoy endless tenderness.
Zhang Tianhao always maintained a faint smile on his face, as if the expression on his face would always be like this, always giving people a gentle feeling.
But Zhang Tianhao knew in his heart that he was not really like this. After all, if such an expression continued like this, he was really tired. With a fake smile, he probably doubted whether the muscles on his face would cramp at night.
But there was no other way. He could only play chess with him. As for his level, he was only slightly better than the novice. The two of them were equally good at chess.
"By the way, Mr. Jingping, you made a wrong move. I'm going to win this game!"
"You're welcome, my chess level is just that I know how to move chess. Compared to Ms. Yoko, I'm still willing to be inferior, haha!"
Zhang Tianhao didn't care about winning or losing in this game, since winning or losing didn't mean much anyway.
"By the way, shall we continue playing chess?"
"If I can't sleep anymore, it's better to read. I read all the time now. After all, reading can easily make people sleepy. Then it will be a good dream again."
Listening to Zhang Tianhao's self-deprecating words, Xiao Yangzi also lightly covered his lips and smiled slightly.
As for Shimada Xiaoyoko, after getting along with him for a day, he discovered that Zhang Tianhao is not the kind of person who gives up easily. Would such a person just fall asleep?
It was impossible to imagine it, and she even felt that there was something in it that made Zhang Tianhao not want to continue.
"Could it be..."
Shimada Xiao Yoko seemed to have thought of something. Although Zhang Tianhao behaved quite elegantly at the end of the day, Xiao Yoko still found that Zhang Tianhao came from an instinctive distance.
According to the thoughts of the men in the empire, they wanted to drag her over and have a good exchange. However, when they came to Zhang Tianhao, although they were enthusiastic, they never acted excessively.
In other words, he didn't think about it at all, as if Zhang Tianhao was a saint.
"Why?"
She couldn't stop crying in her heart, why did this man make her feel infinite distance.
Is she not pretty enough, or is she gentle enough, or is she not good enough in that aspect?
Looking at this face that she had been getting along with for a day, there was something fascinating about it, and she became deeply suspicious.
In the intimate gesture, there seemed to be no other action except holding his arm. Even the small gestures in daily life seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance.
It seems casual, but how could a sensitive person like her not feel it.
She really wanted to ask why, but she really couldn't ask such a question.
"Okay! I'll send Mr. Jingping there. Also, I don't know what book Mr. Jingping needs to read. Can I pick it up for you?"
"Is this okay? That's my uncle's study. If I go over to get it, won't it be too disturbing?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Tianhao looked at Shimada Xiaoyoko with some embarrassment and said with some embarrassment.
"It's okay. I just went to the study to get some. There's no big secret."
Shimada Xiaoyoko also smiled softly, and then prepared to lead Zhang Tianhao upstairs to the study room to find a book.
"I'm sorry, Auntie, I'm going to go look for books first, so I'll excuse you for now!"
Then, he followed Xiao Yoko and walked directly towards the stairs. The stairs on that side were still quite wide. It was unknown which unlucky guy from Yangzhou was snatched by the Japanese.
There is a Japanese soldier guarding the door of the study day and night, even when sleeping, so there is no need to worry about safety.
As for the window, it is the window of the study room, which is also known as the iron window. It is not like other windows that can be opened to go out.
At least Zhang Tianhao had already conducted reconnaissance when he came last night. There were indeed many important documents in the entire study. Even if Taichi Shimada did not come back, it is undeniable that some information is still quite important.
There was also a hidden compartment in it. He had long wanted to open the safe door of the hidden compartment and take out the documents inside, but this was really just an imagination and there was no way to implement it.
"I'm going to go in and find some books. Open the door!"
When he arrived at the door of the study, Yoko whispered a few instructions directly to the Japanese soldier.
"Miss, wait a moment!"
I saw the Japanese soldier take out a key, then carefully insert the key into the keyhole of the door, twist it a few times, and then saw him gently pull the door of the room.
Then he gently pushed the door open again, and now the door to the room was completely open.
"Jingping-kun, please come in!"
"OK."
He glanced at the Japanese soldier and saw that the Japanese soldier wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. The body that was standing at the door still made way under the gaze of Jichiro Kehira.
"Jing Pingjun, look at what books you need. I have a lot of books here!"
After Zhang Tianhao walked into the study, little Yoko couldn't help but point to the bookshelves in the whole room and said proudly: "There are too many books. My parents said that these are enough. But I like books more. I usually stay here alone."
Reading is really interesting."
"Yes, reading can indeed cultivate one's soul and sublimate one's spirit. This is why I like reading."
He was not polite when he arrived, he just said a few words casually, and then turned his attention to these books. He needed to look for them. Many of them were commonly used books, and some of them were not commonly used books.
He believed that the books in Taichi Shimada's room were definitely not that simple.
Of course this is just his guess, maybe there really isn't anything here.
As for Xiao Yoko's reading, he believed that there was a ghost there, especially since the Japanese soldier at the door had a normal expression, but his consciousness didn't seem so good.
If little Yoko came to read books often, the Japanese soldiers would have opened the door to let her in, instead of waiting for her to ask.
The two people were having a conversation downstairs just now. How could they not hear it from above? If they heard it but didn't act on it, this already explains the problem.
Sometimes details are the key to success or failure. Most of the time, Zhang Tianhao pays great attention to details, otherwise he would have died 800 times earlier.
The desks and bookshelves obviously looked like they were cleaned regularly, but they were not cleaned every day.
Looking at the dust on the bookshelf, he roughly judged that it was cleaned every three days.
As for the dust on the top of each book, it seems that it was not cleaned very much, or it was just blown away, but the dust on it was not blown away like that.
His mental power swept around the bookshelves in the room. There were two large rows of bookshelves. He checked around and found nothing different, so he gave up immediately.
But behind the portrait of the Emperor on the opposite side, there was a small safe. Unfortunately, he couldn't get it now, and he didn't dare to do it.
Otherwise, his identity would be exposed immediately, and he would have to consider other methods.
He picked up a book and prepared to leave.
This chapter has been completed!