Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 501: The Japanese plan? A sign before the storm!

Northeast, Shengjing.

Specie Bank Building.

This building located near Zhongshan Square is an important stronghold of the Japanese in Shengjing.

Nowadays, banks are not only engaged in financial business, but also providing some financial support and economic intelligence collection services for intelligence invasion activities in China, which is also their main business.

In fact, by 1931, Japanese activities in Northeast China had become very rampant.

Not only the Specie Bank Building, but also the Beidaying, the Manchurian Railway Concession, the Oriental Colonization Company and even the consulate were important bases for the Japanese to carry out related aggressive activities.

Unfortunately, even though the situation was so rampant, the Fengtian clique did not take any countermeasures at all.

One reason was that the Fengtian clique was infiltrated and became a sieve, and there were factional divisions among the cliques, but the biggest reason was the fear of the Japanese that Zhang Xueliang and other Fengtian clique generals had.

As I said, compared to Zhang Zuolin who was able to defraud the Japanese of more than 10 billion yuan in loans, the young marshal Zhang Xueliang is still far inferior.

In a secret office in the Specie Bank building, oil lamps flickered continuously.

Inside the office, on one side are various office supplies full of modern atmosphere, documents are neatly coded together, typewriters and fax machines are very neatly arranged, and the desk is spotless.

But on the other side, it was a completely different scene.

A man's upper body was covered in blood, his white shirt was soaked with sweat, his eyes were full of fear, and from time to time he let out heart-wrenching screams as the whip swung at him.

I could only hear him shouting constantly.

"Lord Doihara! I really don't know where Liao Yaquan went! She never told me about her subsequent whereabouts!"

"Lord Doihara! Please let me go! I really have nothing to do with Liao Yaquan's disappearance! I am innocent!"

"She was acting strangely some time ago, but I thought it was your plan, sir. I really didn't know she would betray Tian Huang! My lord, I am absolutely loyal to Tian Huang. Please let me go."

Inoue Ikki's voice gradually became weaker and he seemed to have fainted.

The soldier who whipped him did not hold back. Instead, he scooped a bucket of cold water filled with red oil from a bucket beside him and poured it mercilessly on the opponent's wounds.

"Ah~"

Inoue Kazuki let out a violent scream, his body couldn't help but spasm, and even the hemp ropes that bound his wrists and ankles were soaked with blood.

Hideyoshi Sawada, who was sitting opposite Doihara, shuddered suddenly, as if he was the one being tortured on the tripod.

He focused his attention on every part of the other person's body.

Whether it was the nails, the hips, or the facial features, they were all covered in blood and flesh, which shows how much torture Inoue Kazuki had suffered.

The Japanese will never be merciful to their own people.

Even because of their worship of death, they will never let the people they have captured die easily.

By now, Hideyoshi Sawada finally understood that committing seppuku was the most merciful way to die.

If I were in the same situation as the other person, committing suicide by cutting my stomach would undoubtedly be a luxury.

"Sawada-kun~"

Doihara's voice was like cold water, hitting Sawada Hideyoshi and making him shiver instantly.

He lowered his head tremblingly and answered.

"Yes, Lord Doihara."

Sitting opposite was Doihara, wearing a khaki military uniform and with a small mustache.

He picked up a cup of tea and greedily sniffed the fragrance of China's native tea. Then, he looked at Sawada Hideyoshi with cold eyes.

"You once told me that you would use the power of culture to influence the Chinese people, so that more Chinese scholars can serve us and give their all to the cause of the empire.

But now, almost a year has passed.

Nothing seems to have happened, and even within China, the forces opposing us are becoming stronger and stronger?

Could you explain to me where you are spending the resources of your empire?

Or have you, like Liao Yaquan and Inoue, completely betrayed the kindness of the empire?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Sawada Hideyoshi fell to his knees with a thud, his face covered in cold sweat. He did not show any arrogance in front of Zhang Xiaolin and others. He was like a puppy begging for mercy.

"I, Sawada Hideyoshi, will never do anything to betray the Empire! Please understand, my Lord, I have tried my best in China over the past year just to complete the mission entrusted to me by the Empire!"

Hideyoshi Sawada tried his best to defend himself, but Doihara, who was originally sitting upright in his chair, suddenly became furious.

Throughout his life, there was basically nothing he wanted to do in China that he could not accomplish.

The Peking Incident in 1924, the Huanggutun Incident in 1928, and in recent years, he used Shi Yousan to disintegrate Zhang Xueliang's power.

Doihara's plans occasionally failed, but he finally achieved his original goal.

But it failed in only two things.

One is the long-planned "cultural conquest" campaign in China, which involved investing a large amount of money and setting up propaganda agencies throughout China.

Using newspapers and publishing industries as a medium, they promoted news and ideas that were beneficial to Japan, gradually paralyzing the psychology and will of the Chinese people.

The most important thing is that we can cultivate a group of celebrities who are loyal to Tianhuang among the vast group of literati.

Let them become the mouthpiece of the empire and the decoration of its appearance in order to achieve the goal of cultural conquest.

If this can be accomplished, Doihara believes that the empire's subsequent plans will be twice as effective with half the effort.

For a Japanese like him, he has been reading about the history and culture of the Chinese since childhood.

The argument of "cultural motherland" made Doihara feel extremely humiliated, and he vowed to trample the other party under his feet.

He particularly read the history of the Qing army's entry into the Central Plains in the late Ming Dynasty, and used the way the Qing army conquered the Han people as a reference for his imperial plan.

In his opinion, the victory of the Qing army was inseparable from the surrender of many landlords and scholar-officials in the late Ming Dynasty.

The Qing army was like a hungry wolf, and China at that time was a sick elephant.

If the elephants could unite their strength, they could crush the hungry wolf with one foot.

But the elephant's four limbs each have their own ideas. Two have surrendered, and two are still fighting.

How can a hungry wolf not win?
And now the hungry wolf is the big brother country of Japan in Doihara's eyes.

They are suffering from the hunger of the economic crisis, and the younger generation of military "warriors" are eager to gain their status through war.

If the hungry wolf could make the most of its small size and swallow a whole elephant, it would be able to survive.

As for failure?

Doihara never thought he would fail!

Whether it is the "example" of the Qing Dynasty rulers or the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, which one is an exception?

But reality slapped Doihara in the face.

Not only did the cultural war fail invisibly, but even the woman he had carefully cultivated and hoped to succeed in also failed.

You know, Doihara's original plan was not only to let her investigate the Chinese boy, but also to hope that after growing up, the other party would be able to go deep into the national government and promote the perfect implementation of subsequent "big events"!

But all this has come to nothing during this period of time!
Within China, waves of "anti-Japan" have risen one after another. Countless university professors and students, and even ordinary ignorant people in the society, regard the Japanese as the biggest threat.

This situation is undoubtedly what Doihara least wants to see.

What he feared most was that even one-tenth of China's 400 million people would unite.

Considering the size of Japan, it is really hard to swallow it and it will eventually be dragged down by this place!

A quick victory is the common idea of ​​all the Japanese planners of this incident.

Use the fastest method to break the will of the Chinese people and make them submit to them just like they submitted to the rulers of the Qing Dynasty.

Therefore, the Japanese made many plans before this.

Now it seems that their ideas were a bit naive.

However, Doihara had anticipated this. Before he came to Shengjing from Tokyo, he had already decided on the next course of action with the core planning members!
"I'll give you one last chance." Doihara narrowed his eyes. "This is the most confidential plan for the empire. I hope you can complete this mission."

As he spoke, Doihara took out a letter from the drawer and handed it to Sawada, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling.

Planning?

Suddenly, a light flashed in Zetian's eyes. He saw hope and knew that he would not have to die. He immediately opened the envelope and took a look.

After reading it, a look of shock instantly appeared on his face and he looked at Doihara in disbelief.

"His Majesty Tian Huang?"

"Yes!" Doihara said with a sinister smile. "His Majesty Tianhuang has made a decision, and the subsequent matters will be effectively promoted! We can't occupy all places for the time being, but we can take over this piece of land first, just like the Manchus.

Then, we will operate and wait for an opportunity to establish a puppet in China, and finally find an opportunity to completely complete the great cause of the empire!"

"Of course." Doihara pointed at the letter in the other person's hand. "You won't do these things, but you have to deal with this person!"

Sawada looked at the letter again, noticed the name, and looked up.

"Lord Doihara, didn't you say before that this person couldn't be touched? Why has the situation changed now? I'm afraid this person is not so easy to deal with."

"Humph!" Doihara snorted. "This is a different time. Previously, I was considering the empire's international reputation.

But now it’s different. For the sake of the empire’s cause, we can no longer allow that person to continue to sabotage our work!

For China, this person has been able to greatly influence politics.

Even internationally, he was able to gain a lot of support.

Even if the incident happens, the probability of him being able to win support from the powerful countries is very low, but the empire should still avoid any form of accidents! "

Doihara stared at Sawada lying on the floor and said with narrowed eyes.

"I believe that Liao Yaquan's disappearance is inextricably linked to him!"

Liao Yaquan’s disappearance seemed more like a long-planned conspiracy.

The other party first provided a series of extremely important information, but the authenticity of this information has yet to be confirmed.

Liao Yaquan claimed to the military that she was going to look for evidence, but a month passed and the military had no news from her.

At this time, the Japanese were surprised to find that Liao Yaquan was missing.

Doihara was undoubtedly furious about Liao Yaquan's disappearance.

As a contact person, Inoue's experience is a reflection of his anger.

"besides."

Doihara pointed to a handwritten book on the table, which had been scratched with countless marks with a knife.

He said in great anger.

"This blasphemous book shows this man's ambition. If we don't get rid of him now, the empire will be affected by him in the future!"

"Is he really that powerful? He is just a scholar."

When Sawada looked at the signature on the book, he couldn't help but wonder, thinking that Doihara was exaggerating.

"No nonsense!"

When this was mentioned, Doihara seemed extremely angry and he grabbed the other person by the collar.

"Asshole! Get rid of that guy."

Sawada was terrified. He didn't know why Doihara had such a great hatred for this person.

Or maybe Tianhuang has already issued a death order.

Sawada didn't know and couldn't refuse.

He could only nod vigorously and say.

"Hey! Even if it means sacrificing my life, I will definitely complete the mission given by the Empire!"

After glancing at Sawada, Doihara's composure finally returned to normal and his face looked normal again.

He put the other person down, carefully helped him to sit on the chair, and even helped Sawada tidy up his clothes.

This action undoubtedly made Sawada extremely frightened, which was much more serious than the threat of beating or scolding.

But then Doihara reminded me.

"Remember, after reading this letter, destroy it."

"His Majesty Tian Huang must never have any flaws. Even if the event fails, it has nothing to do with him!"

"And if we succeed, it will be a glory for all of us!"

After hearing this, Sawada immediately tore the letter in his hand into pieces, crumpled it into a ball, and swallowed it all into his mouth.

Seeing Sawada's painful look as he struggled to swallow, Doihara smiled, a very happy smile.

He fetched a cup of tea, handed it to the other party and said.

"Sawada-kun, you are a warrior of the empire, I believe you can complete this task!"

"Woooooo~"

Sawada drank the tea with all his might and nodded vigorously, his face turned red and he almost choked to death.

And Doi Genbu just dusted himself off and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

He took out an exquisite pistol from the drawer.

Patiently load the bullets one by one.

He then demonstrated the shooting posture twice into the air.

Finally, Doihara slowly walked to the rack.

At this time, Inoue, who was tied up above, had already woken up.

When he saw Doihara's face, tears immediately flowed from his eyes and his look was full of pleading.

Doihara took the red-stained white cloth out of the other person's mouth.

Without waiting for Inoue to speak, he pointed the gun at Inoue's temple.

With a "bang".

Beiping.

The courtyard house on Dongsi Si Tiao.

Bao Guowei took the package sent by Zhang Xueliang and saw a copy of "No Longer Human" inside.

The book is in Japanese, copied in beautiful calligraphy and beautifully bound. It is obviously not a version for ordinary people.

Bao Guowei would naturally be familiar with this book.

However, it is interesting to note that this book was given to himself by Zhang Xueliang.

Previously, he had an argument with Zhang Xueliang and they had lost contact since then.

This time, the other party didn't even send a letter or a verbal message, but just sent a book.

Threat?

Bao Guowei immediately dismissed the idea.

Then, his brows gradually became serious.

"What's wrong? Guowei, what kind of book is this? Why is it all in Japanese?"

Zhang Nianyue walked out of the house, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses on her face.

Putting the book away, Bao Guowei smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a popular Japanese novel given to me by a friend."

"When did you start reading Japanese novels?" Zhang Nianyue looked confused.

But she didn't care, and continued speaking with a hint of anger.

"You will be giving a speech at Peking University tomorrow. Peking University is different from other schools. You must be well prepared. I have already prepared the clothes for you, as well as the hair oil. Do you still want the Stancon one? Is the manuscript ready?"

The longer they spent together, the more talkative Zhang Nianyue became.

A smile appeared on Bao Guowei's face.

"Do not worry."

(End of this chapter)