Xiao Zheng pondered for a moment, then raised his eyes and asked, "No matter whether the military can get the desired result, he will not let these soldiers go?"

"Of course." Prince Ling Laine shook his head and said. "For such a thing, there will naturally be a clean and neat aftermath. On the contrary, China will never dare to raise doubts. Otherwise, it will inevitably bear huge international public pressure."

"It sounds like the Japanese military is invincible." Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of 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 to China, and the whereabouts of the lost soldiers were not found. At most, it would be just a disadvantage in the work." Prince Ling Laine said earnestly.

Xiao Zheng picked up the teacup on the stone table, took a sip at first, then slowly put it down, and looked up and asked, "Your Highness, are you worried that I will be taken in? Or are you afraid that I will be taken in?"

When Prince Ling Laine heard this, he was slightly stunned at first, then smiled and shook his head bitterly: "Mr. Xiao. You are one of my few friends. You have also helped me with all your strength. No matter what, I don't want you to do something thankless. What's more, since I have assassinated Ito, how could I stand on the same front as Uncle Miyamoto?"

This is Ling Lai's statement.

She moved her emotions and explained them to Xiao Zheng, proving to her that she had no possible reason for her and Miyamoto to cooperate.

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 very directly.

"Yes." Ling Lai answered straightforwardly. "But it is extremely dangerous. Even if the group of soldiers you brought, they can successfully rescue them, they will suffer huge losses. Even more than the number of people imprisoned."

This is a simple number. However, it also explained to Xiao Zheng a truth: the rescue mission will do more harm than good.

"Thank you for your reminder, I will consider it carefully." Xiao Zheng smiled. "What I need to know now is the address where the missing soldiers were imprisoned."

"I can't provide the address that is too detailed. But I can give a region. I believe Mr. Xiao has the ability to lock in the target." Seeing that Xiao Zheng was determined, Ling Lai stopped persuading him. He just said regretfully. "Mr. Xiao, I originally wanted to take advantage of these days to do my best to do my best to the landlords. Thank you for your help to me."

"This is the best reward." Xiao Zheng smiled slightly and said politely. "Next time, if His Royal Highness needs help, I will do my best to do it."

Prince Ling Laine smiled and said, "It is Ling Laine's honor to be friends with Mr. Xiao."

When Xiao Zheng got what he wanted, he no longer wasted his precious time. Now for those missing soldiers, time is life. It is urgent.

After Xiao Zheng left the palace, Mitsui Baidi returned to Prince Linglai and asked in a low tone: "Your Highness, why do you want to tell him? In this way, our relationship with Uncle Miyamoto will be completely rigid."

"If you stop, you will suffer from chaos." Prince Ling Laine said slowly. "The eldest brother asked me to go to his mansion to have tea a few days ago. I refused on the grounds of being ill. Mitsui. If you go to the eldest brother's mansion in a while, you will say I will invite him to enjoy the flowers."

"Yes, Your Highness." Baidi Mitsui nodded slightly, but his eyebrows were full of confusion.

"His Majesty the Emperor is about to settle down, and the oil is gone. According to the imperial doctor's diagnosis, within a year, his deadline is coming." Prince Ling Laine pushed the wheelchair and said as usual. "A year is too short. If it continues according to the current situation, the eldest brother will definitely ascend to the throne. No matter how powerful the uncle is, it will be difficult to turn over."

"So" Mitsui's expression darkened and said in a low voice. "We must maximize the conflict and let them die?"

Prince Ling Laine said calmly: "Talk too much."

Baidi Sanyi hurriedly lowered his head and bowed, "I'm saying a word..."

After leaving the palace, Xiao Zheng went straight to the unique Honda. Then he threw the address that Ling Lai told him to Siyan, and said calmly: "Check. Don't let go of any suspicious addresses."

After receiving the information provided by Xiao Zheng, Siyan was immediately overjoyed: "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 do you go?" Ma Yingjun asked.

"Meet the Giant Cannon Monkey." Xiao Zheng said expressionlessly. "They should be impatient."

them?

Ma Yingjun's eyes shone and she said in amazement: "Brother, Jipao, shouldn't they bring a ticket of mercenaries into Tokyo?"

Xiao Zheng pursed his lips and said, "Not many, only fifty people."

Depend on!

Ma Yingjun said suddenly: "There are not many? With the weapons and equipment of giant cannons, plus fifty veteran mercenaries who can conquer warlike, they can directly destroy the public security of a city in Japan. Who doesn't know that the Japanese army's combat capabilities are simply weak!"

Tokyo. Northern Suburbs.

A secret base with strict guardings.

It is said to be a secret base, but it is actually an abandoned base. It is just reused and used secretly.

In an interrogation room with iron walls on all sides, the air was filled with the smell of blood and evil. A young man in his early thirties was shirtless and his arms were buckled. An iron chain as thick as a baby's arm was wrapped around his neck. Because the position was high, the young man needed to tiptoe to ensure smooth breathing.

However, after five days of torture, his whole body was beaten so hard that his skin was blooming and blood stained red. Even his originally masculine face was decadent and pale as paper.

The most terrifying thing is that his two toes were swollen and red, which was obviously caused by the long-term heavy force.

Just like this, you can imagine how much pain he suffered in the past five days.

"Yang Gang."

Directly opposite the young man, a middle-aged man in his 50s sat. He was wearing casual clothes, his face was full of irony, and he casually blew the cigarette in his fingertips, and took a sip: "You should just tell me the truth. As your former boss, I might ask for you for a request. I would give you a happy way to die."

"Pooh!"

Yang Gang spit out a bloody saliva and gritted his teeth and said, "Deng Can, you are a scum! A traitor! Even if I die, I will not give you a chance to take credit!"

Perhaps the three words "traitor" hurt Deng Can's nerves. He suddenly stood up and pressed the cigarette between his fingers hard on Yang Gang's stomach, accompanied by a puff of green smoke. In addition to the strong smell of blood, there was also a burnt smell of barbecue. It was a tragic smell in the interrogation room.

Bang!

Deng Can pulled the iron rod from the hand of a military officer beside him and slammed Yang Gang's knee with a sudden blow.

Click.

The legs were broken, and Yang Gang immediately lost his support. The chain tightened his neck hard, making it difficult for him to breathe. His face was red, and even his eyes seemed to jump out.
Chapter completed!