Xiao Zheng pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes and asked: "No matter whether the military can get the results they want, they will not let these soldiers go?"
"Of course." Prince Ling Lainei shook his head and said. "This kind of thing naturally needs to be dealt with cleanly and neatly. On the contrary, China will never dare to raise questions. Otherwise, it will surely bear huge pressure from international public opinion."
"It sounds like the Japanese military is already in an invincible position." Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and raised a sneer on his lips.
"So Mr. Xiao, I advise you not to get involved. Stay in Tokyo for a few days and report directly to your superiors after returning home. The whereabouts of the missing soldiers have not been found. At most, it is just a failure in doing things." Prince Ling Lainei said earnestly. .
Xiao Zheng picked up the teacup on the stone table, took a slow sip first, then slowly put down the teacup, raised his head and asked: "Your Highness, are you worried about me getting involved? Or are you afraid that I will get involved?"
When Prince Ling Linei heard this, he was slightly startled at first, and then shook his head with a wry smile: "Mr. Xiao, you are one of my few friends. You have also helped me a lot. No matter what, I don't want you to do something difficult. It’s just something to please. What’s more, since I have assassinated Ito, how can I stand on the same front as Uncle Miyamoto?”
This was Ling Lai's statement.
She was moved emotionally and rationally, proving to Xiao Zheng the reason why there was no possibility of cooperation between her and Miyamoto.
Xiao Zheng nodded calmly, then pursed his lips and asked, "Then can you help me find out the whereabouts of those missing soldiers?"
He didn't say much, but asked directly.
"Yes." Ling Lai answered straightforwardly. "But the danger is extremely high. With just the group of soldiers you brought, even if the rescue is successful, the losses will be huge. Even more than the number of people imprisoned."
This is a simple number. But he also explained a truth to Xiao Zheng: the rescue mission would do more harm than good.
"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reminder. I will consider it carefully." Xiao Zheng said with a smile. "What I need to know now is the address where the missing soldiers are imprisoned."
"I can't provide too detailed an address. But I can give an area. I believe Mr. Xiao has the ability to target." Seeing Xiao Zheng's firm attitude, Ling Lai stopped persuading him. He just said regretfully. "Mr. Xiao, I originally wanted to take advantage of these few days to show my kindness as a landlord and thank you for your help."
"This is the best reward." Xiao Zheng said politely with a smile. "Next time your Royal Highness needs help, I will try my best to help."
Prince Ling Lai smiled and said, "It is Ling Lai's honor to be friends with Mr. Xiao."
After getting what he wanted, Xiao Zheng no longer wasted precious time. Nowadays, for those missing soldiers, time is life. Without delay.
After Xiao Zheng left the palace, Baiji Mitsui returned to Prince Ling Lainei and asked in a low tone: "Your Highness, why did you tell him? In this way, our relationship with Uncle Miyamoto will be completely rigid."
"If you continue to break, you will suffer chaos." Prince Ling Lainei said slowly. "The eldest brother invited me to have tea at his mansion a few days ago. I refused on the grounds of being ill. Mitsui. As soon as you go to the eldest brother's mansion, tell me that I'll invite him to enjoy the flowers."
"Yes. Your Highness." Baiji Mitsui nodded lightly. His eyebrows were full of confusion.
"His Majesty the Emperor is on the verge of death and his life is exhausted. According to the diagnosis of the imperial doctor, his death will be approaching within a year." Prince Ling Lainei pushed the wheelchair and said with a normal expression. "One year is too short. If the current situation continues, the eldest brother will surely ascend to the throne. No matter how powerful the uncle is, it will be difficult for him to stand up."
"So -" Baiji Mitsui's expression darkened and he said in a low voice. "Must we maximize the conflict and let them die?"
Prince Ling Lainei said calmly: "Talk too much."
Baichi Mitsui hurriedly lowered his head and bowed: "I made a mistake..."
…
After leaving the palace, Xiao Zheng went straight into the featureless Honda. Then he threw the address Ling Lai told him to Si Yan and said calmly: "Check. Don't let go of any suspicious addresses."
When Siyan received the information provided by Xiao Zheng, he was immediately happy: "With this, I can determine the address within half an hour."
"Yeah." Xiao Zheng nodded and said to Ma Yingjun in the driver's seat. "drive."
"Where to go?" Ma Yingjun asked.
"Meet with the giant cannon monkey." Xiao Zheng said expressionlessly. "They must be impatient to wait."
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Ma Yingjun's eyes shone, and he said in surprise: "Brother, Ju Pao and the others probably brought a group of mercenaries into Tokyo, right?"
Xiao Zheng pursed his lips and said, "Not many. Only fifty people."
Depend on!
Ma Yingjun said at first glance: "Isn't that much? With the weapons and equipment of the giant cannon, plus fifty veteran mercenaries who are good at fighting, it can directly destroy the security of a Japanese city. Who doesn't know that the Japanese Army His combat capabilities are simply too weak!"
…
Tokyo. Northern suburbs.
A well-guarded secret base.
It is said to be a secret base, but in fact it is an abandoned base. It was just repurposed and used secretly.
An interrogation room surrounded by iron walls, the air filled with the smell of blood and sinisterness. A young man in his early thirties was shirtless and his arms were tied behind his back. A chain as thick as a baby's arm was wrapped around his neck. Because of the high position, the young man had to stand on tiptoes to ensure smooth breathing.
However, after five days of torture, he was beaten to pieces and his body was stained red with blood. Even the originally masculine face was droopy and pale as paper.
The most terrifying thing is his two toes. The swelling and redness are obviously caused by enduring great force for a long time.
Just from this look, you can imagine how much pain he suffered in these five days.
"Yang Gang."
Directly opposite the young man, sat a middle-aged man about fifty years old. He was wearing casual clothes, with a sarcastic look on his face. He flicked the cigarette between his fingers very casually, took a puff and said, "You'd better tell the truth. As your former boss, maybe I can make a request for you. Here. A happy way to die for you.”
"Pooh!"
Yang Gang spat out blood-stained saliva and gritted his teeth: "Deng Can, you scum! Traitor! Even if I die, I won't give you a chance to take credit!"
Perhaps the word traitor stung Deng Can's nerves. He stood up suddenly and pressed the cigarette between his fingers hard on Yang Gang's stomach, causing smoke to rise all over him. In addition to the strong smell of blood, there was also a burnt smell of barbecue in the interrogation room. Horrible.
boom!
Deng Can took the iron rod from the hand of a military officer next to him and struck Yang Gang on the knee with a sharp blow.
Click.
The leg bones were shattered, and Yang Gang immediately lost his support. The chain tightened around his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe. Face flushed. Even his eyeballs seemed to pop out.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine!" Deng Can cursed viciously. "If you don't say anything today, I will kill you all!"