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Chapter 297 Finding Miyamoto (Thank you for your votes)
I lost my eyes, the other party is not an ordinary person who runs a noodle shop, he must be the police of the Republic of China, or the staff of the intelligence agency, and he has been exposed.

Hideaki Miyamoto's face was earthy, he squeezed his trembling thigh, and wanted to run away, but before he could turn around, he heard the sound of dense footsteps outside.

He couldn't go away, he had no weapons, and the only thing he could do in the face of being surrounded by so many people was to stand obediently, and Miyamoto stood stiffly in place.

The shop owner wiped his hands with a towel, and then patted the seat beside him: "Mr. Miyamoto, please sit down, you will make it easy for us to find, ha ha."

While speaking, he kept a gentle smile on his face. For some reason, this made Miyamoto even more nervous, feeling that he was facing a beast.

Miyamoto had no way out, so he could only sternly say: "You have mistaken me, I am not Miyamoto, I am Chinese, my surname is Zhao, and I am from Shenyang."

The shop owner nodded after listening, and pointed at him: "You are dishonest, let me introduce myself, my name is Zuo Zhong, you should have heard of me.

You should also know what will happen if it falls into my hands. Should you go back to the Secret Service to chat with me, or just chat here calmly. "

"right here."

Hideaki Miyamoto immediately shouted that although he is a marginal figure in the consulate, he does have certain authority, such as reporting on Chinese intelligence agencies.

Among them, the name Zuo Zhong appeared frequently in the briefings. For this person, the Intelligence Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs gave only four words of evaluation, which was extremely dangerous.

The imperial spies who died at the hands of the opponent were more than the entire Jinling Consulate. If they were taken away, he would really sacrifice his life for the empire.

Zuo Zhong smiled satisfied: "It's good if you are willing to cooperate. Sit down and talk slowly. Before your warship fires, we have enough time to have some small communication."

Miyamoto didn't dare to speak, and sat down cautiously, secretly looking at the young man in front of him. The other party looked very gentle, is it really that scary?

As for the warships, he smiled wryly in his heart, he really couldn't wait, he was not dead yet, the empire even sent warships to Jinling, did he need to be so impatient.

They never thought about how it would end if something happened, just like now, once the news of their own survival spread, the empire would become a joke.

He was uneasy there, Zuo Zhong was greatly relieved, finally found Miyamoto, and he and He Yijun squatted here all night in vain.

It is not an easy task to close all the snack shops in the market town near Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum, leaving only a few to wait and see.

In addition, it was related to the livelihood of many people. The Secret Service spent a lot of money on compensation alone. All this was because of this man who looked like he crawled out of a garbage dump, Hideaki Miyamoto.

"Cough." Zuo Zhong coughed, bringing back the cranky Miyamoto: "Zuo wants to ask Mr. Consul why you suddenly disappeared on the way to the train station and hid here secretly.

Could it be that you are going to do something shady, tell me honestly, are you ordered to damage the mausoleum, destroy the feng shui of Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, in order to achieve your ulterior purpose, say! "

At the end of the talk, Zuo Zhong glared and slammed the table. Since the Japanese said that Miyamoto was killed by the Nationalist government, he could of course say that he was the villain who came to the mausoleum to destroy it.

To deal with a shameless enemy, you have to be even more shameless than him.

When Miyamoto heard his words, his face turned pale with fright. As a qualified diplomat, he naturally knew the prestige of the former president in the Republic of China. If he was convicted of this crime, the empire would never save him.

He hurriedly explained: "This is a misunderstanding. I am planning to commit suicide here. I have no ill intentions towards the mausoleum of the former president of your country. Please believe me, Mr. Zuo."

He could only use suicide as the reason for his disappearance, and hoped that the other party would not investigate further. Unfortunately, what he met was Zuo Zhong, so naturally he would not believe such nonsense.

Zuo Zhong sneered: "It's fine if you want to commit suicide, but why do you hide like this? You are not even afraid of death, so why are you still afraid of being seen?"

Miyamoto was speechless, so he could only say vaguely: "I want to find a quiet place to spend the rest of my life, and I don't want my wife and children at home to be hurt."

"Ha ha."

Zuo Chongle made a sound, without exposing his clumsy lies, and continued to ask: "Mr. Miyamoto, why did you commit suicide? Life is precious."

He would like to hear what kind of fart this guy can let out. The disappearance incident has developed to this point. Not only must Miyamoto be found, but the Japanese conspiracy must also be thoroughly exposed to solve the matter satisfactorily.

Miyamoto lowered his head and thought for a while, and when he looked up, his face was full of tears: "I would like to send Minister Yuyoshi back to Shanghai, but because the consulate's car couldn't fit, I had to take a rickshaw to the train station alone.

Because it was already dark at that time, the coachman didn't want to go any further, so I got off near the Zhongshan Gate and walked to the road to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum. Before reaching Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, I turned into the mountain path and went straight up Zijin Mountain. "

Zuo Zhong listened carefully, while a tape recorder was quietly recording the conversation in a place that Miyamoto could not see. This was ironclad evidence to refute the Japanese side's remarks.

The more he talked, the more sad he became, and then wept loudly: "Walking on the mountain road, looking at the vast world, I only feel the grievance in my heart, and the boredom I have accumulated on weekdays suddenly gushes out.

I have been working in the diplomatic service of the Empire for more than 20 years, and my position is still Deputy Consul General, and it is a great shame that I cannot get a seat in the sending car this time.

Then he suddenly had the idea of ​​suicide. When he reached the top of the mountain, he saw the lights of thousands of families in Jinling City, thought of his relatives at home, and thought of the imminent farewell to the world. "

Well, Zuo Zhong understood this vice-consul a little bit. Even the staff of the consulate had seats, and he, the second-in-command of the consulate, could only take a rickshaw to see him off.

So thinking about suicide is fake, but this aggrieved should be real, after all, Miyamoto even had a runny nose, if he had this realistic acting skills, he wouldn't be so difficult in his official career.

He Yijun brought warm water for the two of them, and Miyamoto got up sobbing, bowed to her, took two small sips of water, then rested his right hand on his forehead, and continued to talk about the day when he disappeared.

"I saw a wooden frame on the top of the mountain, so I nailed the photos and business cards in my wallet to the wooden frame as a souvenir. I have never been to Zijin Mountain before. I think there must be many giant beasts in the mountain, so it is better to bury it in its belly.

In the middle of the night, when I heard the cries of wild beasts approaching from far away, I took off my clothes and buried them, ready to be devoured. I took off and buried my clothes, on the one hand to give convenience to the beasts, and on the other hand, for fear of leaving traces. "

"Hmph, you are thoughtful."

Zuo Zhong raised his hand and shouted to the outside of the house: "Go to the top of the mountain to find the evidence, remember to take pictures, if it has been taken away by the villagers, immediately offer a reward for finding it."

"Yes." Gui Youguang's voice sounded from outside.

Miyamoto didn't seem to hear Zuo Zhong's sarcasm, and continued: "But the beast did not come back and forth several times, so I randomly found a cave to live in.

The next day I felt hungry and thirsty on the mountain, so I went to the mountain to find water to eat. I found a mountain spring on the mountainside of Zijin Mountain, and took a nap after drinking the water.

When I woke up, I wanted to dig a big hole and bury myself in it, but because I was weak after two days of hunger strike, I had no choice but to give up, and I still slept in the hole that night. "

Zuo Zhong wanted to laugh when he heard that, Miyamoto Hideming was just like what Xiao Qingmin said, he was just a waste, even suicide was like a joke, he dug a hole and buried himself, thanks to him thinking of it.

And where did the beasts come from the Zhongshan Mausoleum? Tens of thousands of people have been building the cemetery here for years, and some wild beasts have already been scared away. The so-called wild beasts he heard on the first night were probably wild dogs in the mountains.

"Today, I am really hungry, so I want to find some food here. I have absolutely no malice towards the cemetery of the former president of your country." Hideaki Miyamoto said this, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He knew that he was discovered by the Chinese and destroyed the empire's plot. Tokyo and Suma Yakichiro would never let him go. No one could save him. He was dead this time.

Seeing Miyamoto crying and howling, Zuo Zhong didn't ask any more questions, but asked him to take himself and others to the cave. No matter what he said was true or not, he had to go and see the scene. This was the key evidence.

The traces in the cave can prove that Miyamoto was alone on the mountain, so as to save the Japanese from getting promoted again and falsely accusing the Nationalist government of detaining diplomats. They can do such a thing.

Hidetoshi Miyamoto had no choice but to take Zuo Zhong and the spies up the mountain, and found the cave where he lived for several days. There were only his footprints in it, and the bedding he made from weeds and leaves.

Zuo Zhong asked someone to take pictures, taking pictures of everything inside and outside the cave, even the spring where Miyamoto got water, and the pothole where the suicide attempt was made, he also sent people to protect him in case the Japanese side might find fault.

After doing all this, he said to Miyamoto: "Since the news of your disappearance was announced, I heard that your old mother shed tears all day long in her hometown in Nara. Don't you miss her?"

The devastated Miyamoto was dumbfounded after hearing this, and immediately fell to his knees on the ground, raised his hands above his head and clasped his hands together to call his mother, his face was full of tears, his expression was painful, and he repeatedly beat the ground with his hands.

Zuo Zhong watched coldly, he hadn't decided how to deal with Miyamoto, but it was obviously not possible to send people back just like this, and he had to teach the Japanese a lesson so that they could remember.

The best way is to persuade Miyamoto to tell what happened, especially the conspiracy of the Japanese high-level officials to force the opponent to commit suicide and blame China.

He said coldly: "Miyamoto, you should know that your current situation is very dangerous. If you want to survive, you can only cooperate with us. There is no other way."

While Miyamoto was crying, he thought of his poor old mother, of course he wanted to live, but would there be a way out if he confessed the whole thing, that cold voice seemed to ring in his ears again.

"For the benefit of the Great Japanese Empire, you must die in the same way that diplomats are killed by the Chinese, so that we can liberate the oppressed people of the Republic of China. In a word, you must die..."

Thinking of this, he murmured to himself: "I can't say it. If I say it, I will die. I can't say it. Mother, Qingzi and the children are still there. I can't say it."

Zuo Chong looked at his appearance, walked slowly to his side, put his hands on his shoulders, and said in a warm tone and kind manner: "Miyamoto-kun, I know you have suffered a lot.

The only one who can save you now is yourself, tell the whole story, and we will find a way to rescue your family together, expose those despicable plots, welcome a new life, and start anew. "

Hideaki Miyamoto was in a state of confusion. Hearing this, it was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He grabbed Zuo Zhong's sleeve and asked pitifully, "Are you telling the truth?"

Zuo Zhong smiled slightly: "You can rest assured Miyamoto-kun, Zuo is famous for keeping his word, you have to cheer up, we have to save your family."

"Hay."

(End of this chapter)