Zhang Jinghui became Yoshimoto Teiichi's first target. After all, he was the Prime Minister of Manchukuo. Although Zhang Jinghui was respectful in everything.
"Mr. Zhang." Yoshimoto Teiichi looked at Zhang Jinghui, who was sitting on a chair with his hands on the crutches, and then at Liu Zhihui, who was standing submissively next to him, and said, "How does the Empire of Japan treat you?"
"Entong is reborn." Zhang Jinghui smiled, looking like she was crying with gratitude.
When Yoshimoto Sadao saw this, he felt a little better, so he said, "Mr. Zhang, what do you want to tell me?"
"Whatever your Excellency, Chief of Staff, you want to know, I will tell you everything you know." Zhang Jinghui replied, his tone full of respect.
On the side, Liu Zhihui's eyes flashed. He could guarantee that if Zhang Jinghui dared to talk nonsense, he would never see the sun tomorrow.
"Colonel Mizuno Kusano was killed a few days ago. Does Mr. Zhang know about this?"
"Know."
"So, do you know the murderer behind this?"
"I didn't know that."
Yoshimoto Jung nodded, "Then the New Year's celebration was ruined yesterday, and you don't even know about it?"
"I don't know." Zhang Jinghui answered, making Liu Zhihui next to him breathe a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but sigh that this Jinghui didn't even need to write a draft when telling lies.
"You really don't know?"
"really do not know."
Yoshimoto Teiichi continued to nod, "In that case, I will not disturb Mr. Zhang and take my leave first."
"Your Majesty, Chief of Staff, please."
Soon, Yoshimoto Seiichi walked out.
Zhang Jinghui squinted his eyes and continued to sit on the chair to relax.
Seeing this, Liu Zhihui also sat down. In the morning, the Japanese brought him a bowl of millet porridge and a stack of pickles, but they didn't make him mad. A bowl of millet porridge is not enough for anyone.
Suddenly, he heard a whistle.
Looking up, a familiar face appeared. Liu Zhihui was about to shout, but when he saw Zhou Weiguo make a shushing gesture, he quickly shut up.
Zhang Jinghui looked at Zhou Weiguo on the transom and was also surprised, but then he saw Zhou Weiguo handing things down, first a gun, then a hand crossbow, then a dagger, and then, food.
Shocked, he didn't understand how Zhou Weiguo escaped the search and brought in so many things.
There are also grenades used at the venue.
Liu Zhihui took it with a smile, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was something to eat. He was really hungry. Seeing Zhou Weiguo put the transom in place and disappear before his eyes, he felt that Zhou Weiguo had arrived just in time.
Putting all the equipment away one by one gives me more confidence.
I walked to the door and listened for a while. It was very quiet, so I unpacked the food and started eating.
Zhang Jinghui was stunned. When he saw a can handed over by Liu Zhihui, he took it and smiled helplessly.
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After Zhou Weiguo finished doing this, he returned to his room.
He also saw what Yoshimoto Seiichi asked Zhang Jinghui just now. In other words, Yoshimoto Seiichi is still rational and is quite polite to the people he trusts.
"Back?" Lian Ziwen said softly, watching Zhou Weiguo put the transom back, and then at the countless dust on Zhou Weiguo's body. He frowned and kept patting it. This furry mandarin originally looked very bright and beautiful.
But now, it's so gray that there's going to be a problem at first sight.
Seeing this, Zhou Weiguo took off the mandarin jacket and took out the mandarin jacket he bought before and put it on.
What Lian Ziwen saw was that Zhou Weiguo reached into his arms and took out a set of clothes. He was stunned, could he still do this?
Seeing Zhou Weiguo put the original mandarin jacket into the drawer again, I almost wanted to say hello to Zhou Weiguo.
After doing all this, Zhou Weiguo sat down calmly. Even the old man was stunned for a while, and then he shook his head helplessly for a while.
After more than ten minutes, the door was opened, and sure enough, Yoshimoto Seiichi came in with someone.
"Good morning, Mr. Lian." Yoshimoto Sadao smiled and said, "I wonder how your rest was last night?"
"Not bad." Mr. Lian replied calmly, without even raising his eyes.
Ji Benzhen looked a little angry, but did not show it, "That's good." Then he looked at Lian Ziwen and Zhou Weiguo next to him with a smile, "I wonder if the two young masters have had breakfast?"
Lian Ziwen looked at Yoshimoto Zhenyi and snorted coldly, "The breakfast sent by your army is only a bowl of millet porridge. How can we divide it between the three of us? My father is already seventy years old, so naturally it is my father who eats it. But Yoshimoto
General, the way you treat guests is open to question!"
Yoshimoto Teiichi smiled nonchalantly, "Then it depends on Mr. Lian's sincerity."
"What sincerity?" Lian Ziwen frowned. Basically, he can be regarded as Lian Lao's spokesperson.
"Previously, Colonel Mizuno Kusanagi was assassinated, and yesterday's New Year's celebration was destroyed. There must be a huge conspiracy behind it. I wonder if Mr. Lian has anything to say?" Yoshimoto Teiichi continued to speak, looking at Lian Ziwen indifferently.
First, he did not trust most of the Manchu elders, because the only object of allegiance these people had was Puyi. They were different from people like Zhang Jinghui in that they had an object of loyalty.
"Should we have anything to say?" Lian Ziwen asked.
Yoshimoto Sadashi frowned, "Are you really going to have to drink a toast and be fined for it?"
"Why the toast? Why the penalty drink?" Lian Ziwen said calmly and looked at Yoshimoto Seiichi without any cowardice.
Zhou Weiguo saw it with great admiration. Lian Ziwen was really a late bloomer, and he was better taught by his father.
Yoshimoto Sadai frowned, "In that case, then we have to invite Mr. Lian to be our guest in the Kwantung Army Prison!"
Saying that, Yoshimoto Zhen waved his hand, and two Japanese soldiers came in immediately to take Lian Ziwen away.
"Wait a minute!" Zhou Weiguo said, "We have already told you that we don't know. Are you going to use torture and then surrender?"
Yoshimoto Seiichi smiled coldly and nodded, "Yes, so what?"
Zhou Weiguo raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid that we will tell you after we go out?"
"Go out? It depends on whether you have the opportunity to go out!" Yoshimoto Sadai said nonchalantly. He didn't think that these people could cause trouble in the Kwantung Army headquarters.
Zhou Weiguo looked unhappy, but didn't say anything else.
Lian Ziwen said, "Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, has my father made any contribution to Manchukuo?"
Yoshimoto Sad nodded, "Of course there is."
"Then why are you still acting like this? Your Excellency, you don't believe my father?"
Yoshimoto Teiichi frowned, "Everyone involved in the New Year celebration is suspect, so Mr. Lian is not an exception! We will only inquire separately and send Mr. Lian back after confirming his innocence."
"That's good, I believe that the imperial army will definitely give me a clean slate!" Lian Ziwen smiled and glanced at Zhou Weiguo, "Awen, take good care of your father."
"Yeah." Zhou Weiguo still had an angry expression, but he still nodded.
Yoshimoto Sadashi smiled, waved his hand to take Lian Ziwen away, and then walked out of the room.
