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Chapter 135 The Begonia Tavern is Gaining Momentum
Mizutani Akihiro shuddered. He had no doubt about Yan Shuo's ruthlessness; if his leg was crippled, his life would be over, and he'd never enjoy wealth again. He nodded frantically, "Okay! I'll cooperate! I'll cooperate!"
Mizutani Akihiro obediently followed them out the door and into the car, where he was led away by the doll in the back seat.
Yan Shuo then turned back to the dojo and directed the dolls to clean up the scene.
All the corpses and bloodstains were put into the spatial ring, the disordered items were put back in their place, and all the clothes and bags in the room were moved away.
He knew in his heart that with hundreds of corpses lying there, the Japanese army would definitely retaliate fiercely, and the surrounding people would suffer. Those old devils were capable of anything crazy.
It would be better to create the illusion of a complete relocation and let the Japanese special agents investigate on their own, so as not to implicate innocent people.
At the entrance, Mizutani Akihiro's two cars had their license plates changed by the doll on the spot, and Yan Shuo took away several cars of various sizes in the dojo as spoils of war.
Yan Shuo got into the passenger seat and said calmly, "Let's go back to the base."
Upon arriving at the secret base, Mizutani Akihiro was led into a spacious room.
He looked around, his heart filled with panic and confusion: Where am I? Are they really going to let me go? Or are they going to torture me slowly?
Before he could figure it out, he saw 10 children guarding the house, outside the house, and in the yard. They were being watched over while eating, drinking, and relieving themselves. There was no telephone, no radio, and not even a hard object to smash. There were only a few newspapers and books for leisure.
He slumped into a chair, silently comforting himself: as long as I'm alive, there's a chance to escape; let's stabilize the situation first.
On the other side, Yan Shuo looked in the mirror, changed into the same clothes as Mizutani Akihiro, and with his precise disguise skills, he looked very similar to Mizutani Akihiro.
He got into a car with changed license plates, had a doll dress up as a guard, and drove straight to the Specie Bank.
The bank manager had already been notified and was waiting respectfully at the door. When he saw "Mitani Akihiro" approaching, he quickly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Mr. Mizutani, please come in."
She didn't dare ask too many questions throughout the entire process, and simply accompanied him attentively to the safe area.
Yan Shuo kept a cold face and didn't say much. He simply opened the safe with the password given by Mizutani Akihiro, put away the mission documents and personal belongings, and also took out 20 yen in cash.
The manager smiled obsequiously, "Mr. Mizutani, would you like me to arrange a car to take you back?"
Yan Shuo waved his hand and said in broken Chinese, "No need."
After saying that, he left the bank with the doll and his belongings, and immediately changed out of his disguise after getting into the car.
In the rearview mirror, the bank manager was still standing at the door watching them leave, a cold smile playing on his lips.
Back at the base, Yan Shuo organized the documents and money and walked to the door of Mizutani Akihiro's room.
Upon hearing footsteps, Mizutani Akihiro immediately looked up, his eyes filled with anticipation: "Sir, now that you have the item, can you let me go?"
Yan Shuo leaned against the doorframe, a half-smile on his face: "Let you go? Lieutenant General, you're quite valuable. You'll have to stay with me for a few more days. You can stay here comfortably. If you need to reply to telegrams from your headquarters, you'll be the one to do it. If you try anything funny, I'll kill you."
Mizutani Akihiro's expression changed drastically, and he slumped into a chair, his whole body ice-cold.
Yan Shuo's voice came from the doorway: "Keep an eye on him. If he tries anything funny, if he acts like he's going to die, just kill him!"
"Yes!" the dolls replied in unison.
Yan Shuo's secret stronghold was far from the villages and people, near Sheshan. It was a remote place. Although there were Japanese troops stationed nearby, there were no roads. The house was hidden below a mountain stream, with no roads on any side. The only secret passage was guarded by children. It would be a miracle if Mizutani Akihiro could escape.
Yan Shuo placed a freezer here. The baby doesn't need to eat or drink. The grain and meat inside are enough for Mizutani Akihiro to eat for a month. Yan Shuo doesn't intend to waste the grain, but he will raise him for a month first and then bury him after extracting the maximum value.
For electricity, a few solar panels will suffice. The baby doesn't need lighting, so just power the freezer and cooking.
Back at the team's base bar, Yan Shuo asked Su Ling to arrange for someone to deliver Mizutani Akihiro's documents to Shen Qing.
The document's contents are indeed quite important, and it does contain information about disease experiments. It describes setting up laboratories to test drugs on Chinese people for diseases such as leprosy, tuberculosis, beriberi, cholera, bacterial dysentery, typhoid fever, trachoma, schistosomiasis, malaria, syphilis, gonorrhea, and pneumoconiosis. They treated the Chinese as human test subjects, using them as guinea pigs to develop antidotes for these diseases for the Japanese.
In fact, Yan Shuo knew the solutions to these diseases, but the Japanese did not. Therefore, they arranged for an officer who understood medical research to be in charge of setting up laboratories in the Chinese-occupied areas.
Most of these diseases also exist in China. Yan Shuo planned to build a pharmaceutical factory in the Kuomintang-controlled areas, such as his hometown of Xi'an, but only after a few years, after the Japanese left, or in 1945, so that these diseases could be completely solved in China and benefit the people.
Setting up a pharmaceutical factory and producing medicine now would probably benefit the Japanese special agents, as well as the bigwigs and corrupt officials of the Kuomintang. Yan Xishan would not be willing to do so.
Since these diseases are not very deadly, Yan Shuo felt it was better to wait and see.
No. 16 Edward Road, the Begonia Tavern, is not far from Chongqing Road, the Swedish Consulate, the Arena and other buildings of the International Settlement. This area is within the French Concession of Danshui Road and Beile Road, which is a relatively important and prosperous area.
Over the past year or so, the most upscale bar to emerge in Shanghai is Haitang Bar.
Whether rich or poor, whether they like to show off or have status, they all frequent this place.
The men here are handsome, the women are alluring, and the drinks are extremely high-end. If you don't spend several thousand yuan, you sometimes can't even get a booth here.
Although Yan Shuo had placed a lot of low-end drinks in the Begonia Tavern, he couldn't resist the high-end and luxury drinks. They were too expensive, costing several thousand silver dollars. That's enough to buy a nice house, just for a sip of drink?
So, the young punks who dared to come here to show off at first, after a few visits, started shaking their heads and at most ordered some cheap drinks.
Now, the people who frequent this place are truly wealthy and powerful, people of high status. The scoundrels come here less often, because they can't afford to offend so many people. They just relax here and don't want to risk their lives.
Those gangs that used to cause trouble and collect protection money here have gradually stopped approaching this neighborhood after being warned by their respective bosses. Even some spoiled brats have been warned by their elders and behave like obedient children when they come here.
High-ranking Japanese officials also frequently patronize this place, so the Japanese intelligence agents are very disciplined here. Even if they want to arrest someone, they must first notify the lobby manager, Liu Yan.
Even though they knew that Liu Yan had worked as a dancer at the Paramount Ballroom a few years ago, now that Liu Yan was working for Bernd Kraus of the West American Trading Company, she was backed by Count Lucas von Wolf of Germany.
There were also the German Consul, Mr. Alois Brenner, a member of the Public Works Board; the French Consul, Mr. Antoine Duval; the British Consul, Mr. Jasper Ellington; the American Consul, Mr. Austin Warren; and the Soviet Consul, Mr. Viktor Yevgenyevich. These were frequent guests who often came here to have a drink in a private room, chat, or meet with certain people. Who could afford to offend them?
Even the Japanese consul, Tomoya Morimoto, didn't dare to directly suggest sending people in to search; it's ridiculous.