"By the way, Muto called me a few days ago and asked me to invite you to visit Japan at your convenience." Kenta smiled.
"Why didn't he call me directly?" Lu Ming asked confused.
"Your phone number? He doesn't know. Why didn't I tell him? I don't know either." Qian Tian used Japanese humor and burst into laughter after speaking.
Lu Ming thought about it. When he calls Qiantian, he usually calls the Japanese Consulate through the switchboard. Qiantian cannot let the switchboard put the call to his apartment. He is not that famous yet, and the Shanghai switchboard cannot remember him.
If the number is called Liuyuan, any operator can get through with their eyes closed.
Of course Lu Ming won't go, he doesn't have a good impression of the island country.
Although I had seen the beautiful Mount Fuji, the beautiful cherry blossom avenue, etc. in various illustrated magazines, I had no interest in going sightseeing at all.
Lu Ming and Qian Tian drank a bottle of whiskey and walked out of the restaurant side by side.
Suddenly I heard a loud roar: "Baga!"
A Japanese ronin wearing wooden clogs ran towards the hotel quickly, his feet making a crisp sound, holding a three-foot-long samurai sword in his hand, and struck Kenta head-on.
"Quickly retreat!" Lu Ming was so frightened that he almost lost his wits. He pulled Qiantian back to the restaurant.
"Baga!" The ronin chased into the restaurant and continued to chop with his knife.
Lu Ming picked up a chair and threw it, not hitting the ronin, but letting him dodge, giving himself a chance to turn around.
Lu Ming reached for his waist, but found nothing. He didn't bring a gun with him when he came out today.
Maybe he thought the Japanese wouldn't do anything to him, so he didn't carry a gun these days. It was very uncomfortable to have a gun stuck on his waist, and he didn't look good in a suit because he always had a bulge.
"Lu Sang, leave quickly. He is coming for me and will not kill you." Qiantian was also a little panicked.
He knew this guy, he was a killer of the Black Dragon Society, he had been following him for some time, and he always wanted to attack him.
"Don't be afraid, the police will be here soon." Lu Ming calmed down and was no longer afraid.
He kept pulling Kenta to run between the tables and chairs, while lifting chairs and stools and throwing them at the ronin.
The ronin screamed in anger. If there were no obstacles like tables and chairs, he would have split Kenta in half. Although the hotel was not big, there were too many tables and chairs. He had to chase around, which was very inconvenient. At the same time,
He also had to avoid the chairs and stools that Lu Ming threw at him.
The waiters in the tavern were so frightened that they hid under the counter. In the midst of the chaos, several more people rushed in. One of them pulled out a gun and shouted in Japanese: "Kameyama, put down the knife quickly, or we will shoot."
Already."
"Baga!" Ronin was furious at first, but when he saw someone coming to stop him, he simply gave up Qiantian and rushed towards those people.
"Bang, bang," there were two gunshots, and a plume of smoke came out of the man's gun.
Ronin was shot and fell to the ground, his katana clattering to the ground.
At this time, rapid whistles were heard on the street, and two bearded Indian policemen wrapped in turbans ran in with guns.
"Put down the gun." The two men pointed their guns at the Japanese who fired.
"Don't get me wrong, we are Japanese!" the shooter shouted in English, then raised his hands and threw the pistol on the ground.
"We are Japanese. The murderer is the man lying on the ground. We are here to stop him from killing." Another Japanese went over to negotiate in English.
Kenta also calmed down at this time, and hurriedly went over to take out his ID and said: "I am from the Japanese Consulate, and this is my colleague, who is here to protect me."
"I don't care who you are, if there is a life case, you have to go to the patrol room to take notes." The bearded patrol officer had a stiff attitude and rolled his eyes.
"Okay, we'll go with you. But I need to call the consulate first," Qiantian said.
The two patrolmen chatted in Hindi for a while, then nodded in agreement.
After Qiantian made the phone call, he followed the patrol and was taken away at the same time. Several Japanese who rushed into the restaurant were also taken away. Lu Ming was not able to escape. Even the owner of the tavern was taken away as a witness.
gone.
The two patrolmen found someone to carry the dead Japanese ronin on a stretcher, and they went to the patrol house in the British Concession together.
When they arrived at the patrol room, a British officer who looked like a senior officer made a simple inquiry to them. His attitude was very kind and he asked everyone to sign the transcript after the interview.
The Japanese who fired the shot was temporarily detained, waiting for people from the Japanese consulate to come and negotiate.
"I am from the Japanese consulate, can't I take him away?" Kenta said in broken English.
"Normally it's okay, but in this case, you are the party involved, so it's not okay." The British police officer explained.
Everyone was sitting in the lobby of the patrol room, waiting for people from the Japanese consulate to come and negotiate for his release.
"Why did you offend that ronin? He seems to have a sworn feud with you." Lu Ming said in confusion.
"It's not that I provoked him, it's that he couldn't tolerate me. He must have taken too much opium today. He was too excited and couldn't control himself at all," Qiantian said.
"Are there people in Japan who smoke opium?" Lu Ming asked in surprise.
"Of course there are, but they are all secretly smoked. The inspections in China are strict, so they come to Shanghai. It's just casual here." Qian Tian said contemptuously.
"Then it's impossible to kill people randomly after taking opium. I think he was targeting you. Why?"
"Because I am a different person and I am anti-war." Kenta said with a wry smile.
"Do you deserve to die if you oppose the war? So Japan is seriously ill." Lu Ming felt his throat was dry.
"Not only should we be punished for opposing the war, but we should also be damned if we are not resolute in the main battle. The Black Dragon Society and some radical army officers regard us as targets that must be eliminated."
"Kenta, don't be so arrogant, you know whether you deserve to die or not." One of the Japanese who rushed into the tavern to stop the ronin from killing him sneered.
"War, war, our great Yamato nation will one day fall into the hands of you war madmen. I know you all want to kill me, but I will not change my opinion." Kenta said with his chest raised.
"You... you are just a scum, we shouldn't have come to rescue you, we should have let you be hacked." Another Japanese said angrily.
"Do you dare? If I die on the street, you won't be able to explain it when I go back. You are not saving me, but protecting yourself." Qian Tian sneered.
Lu Ming looked at these people in surprise. What is the relationship between them? Japanese people are nonsensical and I can't understand them.
"Kenta, as an imperial diplomat, what's your behavior when you often interact with a Chinese?" Another Japanese accused.
"To spread some common sense to you, although Lu Mingjun is Chinese, he is also an American citizen. In addition, who I associate with is my personal freedom and you have no control over it."
The group was having an internal quarrel when a car stopped outside and several Japanese men in formal attire entered the patrol room. As soon as they entered, both sides of the quarrel were silent.