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Chapter 290 Is on the verge of firing (asking for votes, thank you)
After reading the information, Zuo Chong showed a sneer, Little Japan really can't change his shit, and will always use such unscrupulous tricks to cover up their ulterior and despicable plots.

Hideaki Miyamoto must be found. Even if he has turned into a corpse, the murderer must be found. The Japanese cannot be given an excuse to go to war. This matter concerns the lives of countless people.

Although there are still a few years before the start of the all-out war between China and Japan, who knows if Little Japan will suddenly go crazy.

With the latest information, he found Dai Chunfeng, who was in a state of desperation. Old Dai was asking the city defense headquarters about the progress of finding Hideaki Miyamoto, but judging by his expression, he knew there was no result.

Seeing him coming, Dai Chunfeng casually said a few words to the city guards and hung up the phone, then sat down and sighed: "It's unreasonable for a mere Miyamoto to make the whole Jinling turmoil."

Zuo Zhong asked: "Teacher, is there still no progress in the search operation? I think it's strange that even the chief of the police station has gone out to find someone. Our intelligence department has not found any trace of this person."

"What's strange, Jinling is so big, people are hiding, where should we go to find it." Dai Chunfeng waved his hand, looking at the document in his hand: "What's the matter, is there any new information?"

Zuo Zhong's face was blue and serious: "Yes, many abnormalities have been discovered. It seems that the Japanese have been prepared for a long time. Their mainland and North China garrisons are all preparing for war. The situation is very serious."

After finishing speaking, he handed the compiled information to Dai Chunfeng, and stood aside to wait. He guessed that the first thing Lao Dai did after reading it was to report to the bald head, which was a major matter related to the survival of the country.

Dai Chunfeng carefully checked the information, his expression kept changing, and he stood up at the end. If the information is accurate, the Japanese ambition to launch an all-out war has been clearly revealed.

He put down the information, pondered for a while, and looked up at Zuo Zhong: "Come with me to the rest house, this matter must be decided by the chairman, be careful, and enjoy the last day of peace."

Zuo Zhong didn't say a word. Since Japan was preparing to invade China, the war had already begun. There is no such thing as peace for the Chinese. There must be a fall between China and Japan. This matter is unavoidable.

It's a pity that the bald head, Dai Chunfeng, and the party-state elites who look like dogs all feel that the war is still far away from China, hoping or pretending not to see the wolfish ambitions of the Japanese.

Now disillusioned, in the face of the Japanese war machine, is China ready for war? No, not even in a few years.

Zuo Zhong can assure you that after the Miyamoto incident, Jinling will still be a drunken Jinling, and those elites who talk about their nationality but don't talk about their country will choose to forget about Miyamoto and continue to sing and dance.

Let them wake up, I am afraid that only the muzzle of the Japanese will hit their foreheads, or the bayonet will pierce their sore spots.

Dai Chunfeng didn't know what his good student was thinking, the two got into the car and drove towards the Central Military Academy. The bald man's mansion, Qilu, was in the school, not too close to the Secret Service.

On the road, Zuo Zhong saw military police everywhere on the road, breaking open houses and shops to search. Jinling, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, was turned upside down because of this case, and hundreds of thousands of people were restless.

Seeing this scene, Dai Chunfeng snorted coldly and said, "Wang's surname is the same as his father disappearing. More than [-] military police were dispatched in Jinling alone, and that's not counting the plainclothes spies of various agencies.

Restaurants, technical college bathhouses, schools, factories, and ordinary people's homes were all searched up to the bottom, including pigpens, stables, and latrines, and even ponds were thoroughly searched. "

Zuo Zhong simply drew the curtains of the car, out of sight and out of mind, Dean Wang really cared enough about the Japanese, he almost sent people from all over Jinling to come out to find someone, probably there are quite a few people in his mother's house.

In fact, apart from the measures mentioned by Dai Chunfeng, since yesterday, apart from the immediate search by the Jinling Military Police, the case of Hideaki Miyamoto's disappearance has also spread to a wider area.

The military and police in these places are also doing the same thing in areas such as Suxichang, Danyang, and Zhenjiang in the east, Wuhu in Huizhou in the west, Chuzhou and Bengbu in Huizhou in the north, and the subordinate counties of Jinling in the south.

The further you go to the Central Military Academy, the more stringent the security. The Jinling guards took to the streets. Barbed wire, sandbags, and iron horses stood openly on the streets. All armed soldiers can be seen everywhere.

Dai Chunfeng and Zuo Zhong remained silent. If there was a fight, these things would not be able to stop the Japanese tanks and planes, so it was just a way of comforting themselves. The key to the matter was to find Miyamoto Hideaki.

When we arrived at the Central Military Academy, the car was forced to stop by a heavy machine gun. Dai Chunfeng got out of the car and negotiated.

"Teacher, it seems that the teaching team is ready for the battle." Zuo Zhong followed Dai Chunfeng who got into the car and said, "Even the teaching team has moved. Did something happen, otherwise it wouldn't be like this."

Dai Chunfeng shook his head in distress. The guards didn't say anything just now, but judging from their expressions, I'm afraid that, as Zuo Zhong guessed, something more serious must have happened.

The car parked outside the Qilu, and was inspected again. The gun on Zuo Zhong's body was searched, and he followed Dai Chunfeng into it.

"Mother Xipi! There are so many soldiers and police who can't find a single Miyamoto. Now that the Japanese warships are gathering in Shimonoseki, they have removed their gun covers and aimed their guns at me. The situation is critical and could be triggered.

If you let me go, this is to make me the king of subjugation. The huge ancient city, hundreds of thousands of athletes, can't stop the Japanese, let Gu Jichang come to see me immediately, I want to live and die with Jinling. "

The bald head stood in the hall, spitting wildly at a group of lieutenant generals and major generals.

Zuo Zhong was startled, the Japanese warship arrived at such a fast speed, this once again verified that the Miyamoto incident was arranged by the Japanese upper echelon, otherwise the Japanese army and navy would not have such a tacit understanding.

As for the bald head clamoring to live and die with Jinling, he pretended not to hear these words, which was not auspicious, as the old crooked neck tree in Peking was still there.

Dai Chunfeng waited for the bald head to finish speaking, and said respectfully: "Principal, the students have obtained the evidence that the Japanese planned the Miyamoto incident, and they are here to have an audience."

The bald head turned his head and saw Dai Chunfeng and Zuo Zhong, his face didn't change at all: "Take it here, my students are not all trash after all, hmph."

This was a bit too big, the officers present were blushing, and they looked at Dai Chunfeng with unfriendly expressions, only the contrast would hurt, Zuo Zhong quietly hid back, to save the gods from fighting and mortals from suffering.

After reading the information, the bald head said hysterically: "I knew that the Japanese planned it long ago, so you all have to come and see, if Chunfeng didn't find out in time, you would still be kept in the dark.

Miyamoto can't be found everywhere, so we must make an alliance under the city, otherwise the ancient city of Jinling will inevitably be destroyed by fire and fire.

When something like this happened, how could I have the face to meet the former president? Gu Jichang, where did he, the commander of the Jinling city defense, run away secretly like ordinary people? "

After finishing speaking, he threw the information he had sorted out with great difficulty into the sky, and the snow-white paper slowly fell to the ground, and the generals bent down to pick it up.

The people here are basically soldiers who have received formal military education. Seeing the changes in the Japanese army, they immediately understood the tricks behind the Miyamoto incident.

Zuo Zhong glanced at the bald head from the side, and said to himself that you are really a good and bad spirit, your city defense commander is no shorter than Master Yuan's legs, and he ran away without a trace when the battle came together.

The bald head in a rage drank some water, put his hips on his hips and asked, "Since you know that this is a trick by the Japanese, do you have any countermeasures, think about it quickly."

A major general stood up: "The student has a clever plan, why not just say that Miyamoto committed suicide, after all he was in Japan"

"Shut up, stupid."

With a bald head and trembling hands, he cursed: "The Japanese Consul General has explained that Miyamoto did not commit suicide. The reason is that Miyamoto has no financial difficulties, no family troubles, no negative world-weary attitude, and no abnormal health. "

Zuo Zhong listened with pricked ears. The Japanese are very cunning. If the possibility of Miyamoto's suicide is ruled out, only the possibility of being killed remains. After all, since the previous dynasty, there has been much hatred between the two countries.

Just as he was thinking, a lieutenant general who looked quite similar to the bald head came in. As soon as he came in, he bumped his heels with a slap, and performed a beautiful Japanese military salute, with his waist straightened.

"Jinling City Defense Commander Gu Jichang has seen the chairman of the committee. He has just set up the city defense in Xiaguan, and he rushed over when he heard the leader's call." Gu Jichang's military uniform was already drenched with sweat.

But now the weather is still quite cold, and I don't know how angry Commander Gu is, he can even sweat his thick military uniform. Could it be that he ran all the way from Xiaguan to Xilu, and he is really a great protector.

All the people present looked at him with contempt. This man was not upright. Last year when their old classmate was arrested, Gu Jichang, who was in charge of the detention at the time, not only advocated torture, but also refused to let him wear a belt.

They are all old brothers of the Eastern Expedition and the Northern Expedition. Huangpu students have long been dissatisfied with being so humiliated. If the chairman of the committee did not favor him, it is estimated that the grass on the grave is now three feet.

Hearing Gu Jichang's words, the bald head knew it was an excuse, but his face looked better: "Is the city well guarded now, and is there any new movement from the Japanese?"

Gu Jichang stood at attention again: "Report to the leader, the military attache of the Japanese consulate heard that Yanziwu was the execution ground for the execution of prisoners by the previous dynasty, so he took people to Yanziji to investigate, but found nothing."

Everyone was in an uproar, everyone knew that Yanziji is now a famous scenic spot in Jinling, and the government has long stopped executing prisoners here, and the Japanese actually used it as an execution ground.

The meaning behind this matter is very deep. The Japanese hinted to everyone that Miyamoto had been shot by the Republic of China, so as to pour all the dirty water on the National Government.

"Japanese pirates are really despicable." The bald head said bitterly.

(End of this chapter)