Chapter 416

Japanese people and leprosy is an old friend, in Japan not to say that talk about leprosy color is almost, Suzuki Yoshiko to Suzuki Saburo crown leprosy, I do not know whether out of love or hate.

Leprosy is not incurable, only the Japanese have a different fear of leprosy.

Zhu Yuyan does not know anything about this, her understanding of Japan has not been extended to leprosy.

This time, Zhao Shuli and Su Chunjun gave her some information about leprosy in Japan.

Zhao Shuli: “Japan even has a leprosy management law, and all lepers are subject to controlled medical treatment.”

Zhu Yuyan didn’t quite understand, “What does that mean?”

Su Chunjun: “Lepers don’t see people, no matter if they are family members or friends, or foreigners, Japanese lepers have to live in isolation.”

Zhao Shuli saw Zhu Yuyan should not have seen leprosy patients, said: “leprosy will get mange, will grow scars, very unattractive, and finally will be broken hands and feet, the poor family is best not to get this disease, can not find a job, there is no way to planting and planting, the man once the disease is equal to the family has lost a work of the strong laborers, and it is contagious. ”

Zhu Yuyan nodded, “Oh, I see.”

She reacted, “Then in that case, Suzuki Saburo not seeing anyone makes sense.”

Su Chunjun: “Right. Not only did Suzuki Saburo not have to see his friends, coworkers, or subordinates, he didn’t even have to show his face when his parents and brothers came. And because of the contagion, coupled with the Japanese fear of leprosy, even if Yoshiko Suzuki were to sign documents and contracts for Saburo Suzuki on his behalf, this would all be logical.”

Because of the contagion,not even hand-written papers should be circulated.

Zhu Yuyan actually had a sense of relief, “Suzuki Yoshiko has opened her mind?”

How is it that this one is so powerful ah, picking this disease so excellent.

Zhu Yuyan: “Could someone have gotten the idea for her?”

Su Chunjun: “It’s not unusual to have one, but it’s not important. The Suzuki family is irrelevant without Suzuki Saburo.”

Suzuki Saburo is the soul of the Suzuki family, this man is cunning and fickle, he has no loyalty to the country or the family, and he can keep growing the family business in the situation in front of him, which shows that he has a good sense of the city, tactics and luck.

Losing Suzuki Saburo, the Suzuki family is afraid that it will be difficult to maintain its current position.

Zhu Yuyan: “What about the Suzuki family now? Can Suzuki Yoshiko take over this mess?”

Zhao Shuli pondered for a moment and said, “There’s nothing more she needs to do. The Suzuki family’s factories topped out a long time ago, and what Saburo Suzuki was doing before he left was actually a job as an intelligence peddler, and he has quite good relations with the Americans. This time, he’s also running on American roads.”

That’s not as good as the factory.

Zhu Yuyan had a rare moment to hang on for Suzuki Yoshiko.

With Suzuki Yoshiko’s level, she could at most lose the factory, but with her job as an intelligence peddler, she was overachieving if she could only lose her own life.

Seeing how quickly Suzuki Saburo had run away, she suspected that he hadn’t done a good job of wrapping things up, and it was possible that the people who had bought his information would find their way back to the Suzuki family, and by that time, would Suzuki Yoshiko be able to cope with it.

Obviously, it was impossible.

It was on the fourth day of Suzuki Saburo’s disappearance that Yamamoto Kazuo finally reacted.

One really couldn’t blame Mr. Yamamoto for being so slow.

Who would have thought that Suzuki Saburo would run.

What would he run for.

Only Suzuki Yoshiko simply and roughly characterized this question as “An outside woman seduced my husband.” Of the remaining smart people, Su Chunjun, Zhao Shuli, and Zhu Yuyan couldn’t figure it out even after four days of thinking.

Mr. Yamamoto was even more puzzled, but after learning that Suzuki Saburo left on an American ship, Mr. Yamamoto also came to a simple and crude conclusion: “This guy betrayed us! Betrayed Japan!”

How could Mr. Yamamoto, who had a deep love for Japan, accept that any Japanese would betray Japan.

And right under his nose.

This made the sick Mr. Yamamoto so angry that his two eyes popped out of his head. The Japanese doctor used Chinese medical skills and French techniques to quickly bleed Mr. Yamamoto.

Mr. Yamamoto blood at least is not dizzy or pain in the head and eyes do not pop out, is a little weak.

The weak Mr. Yamamoto was still able to give orders, he had Yoshiko Suzuki and her child captured immediately, right away, and then all of the Suzuki family’s underlings were taken in for interrogation.

Suzuki Saburo ran away, and it was only from these men that they could find out just how deep his betrayal had gone.

On a dark and windy night, Yoshiko Suzuki was robbed out of her house wrapped in a quilt, put in a car, and transported to Yamamoto’s house.

Along for the ride is her son, a tiny baby who of course no one expects to reveal Suzuki Saburo’s secret; he serves only to keep Suzuki Yoshiko in line.

Generally speaking, the hearts of mothers and sons are linked, and a mother usually becomes much more obedient when she sees a sword held against her son.

However, Suzuki Yoshiko was different. It took only a short time for the kidnappers to realize that Yoshiko Suzuki was not a threat.

— but never because the woman was too tough or strong.

Rather, all she seemed to do was scream and yell.

It didn’t matter where the knife was aimed at her son, whether it was his neck or his fingers or his stomach, Yoshiko Suzuki would only scream.

The kidnappers immediately decided to gag her, and as for her son, who should have come in handy, he ended up just being brought back as an addition to the family.

At Yamamoto’s house, Mr. Yamamoto’s men also found out in the shortest possible time that Suzuki Yoshiko knew nothing about her husband; she hadn’t noticed any of the details of Suzuki Saburo’s betrayal of Japan …… other than the fact that he liked soy sauce omelettes for breakfast, and that the two of them would only spend five minutes in bed together.

And Saburo Suzuki hadn’t told her either.

Rather, it was Saburo Suzuki’s chauffeur and servants who knew a little more.

The people in charge of the interrogation quickly gave up on Yoshiko Suzuki and focused on dealing with these underlings, and they immediately got the information that made Mr. Yamamoto have to bleed again.

Kazuo Yamamoto had bled three times this night, and by the end of the night, the Japanese doctors didn’t dare to bleed him anymore because the amount of blood released had reached almost two hundred milliliters.

The thing that made Yamamoto Ichio so angry was simple: he had thought that he was the one who was utilizing Suzuki Saburo and his wife, but it turned out that it was Suzuki Saburo and his wife who were utilizing him.

Suzuki Saburo used his wife to make people believe that he was very close to Mr. Yamamoto, which allowed him to meet many serving officers of the Japanese military, and the information he got from these officers, from the smallest configuration of ordnance to the largest troop numbers and dates of change of guards, all of which he recorded, and then sold to foreigners at a marked price.

This foreigner refers to all foreign countries except the Japanese.

Of course, it also includes Su Chunjun and his wife, a pair of Chinese.

And the American ship that picked up Suzuki Saburo, the Americans.

And anyone else willing to make a bid.

Suzuki Saburo was very good at utilizing intelligence, he would sell it individually at the earliest possible time at a high price to the countries that needed it, such as Su Chunjun, such as the Americans, and then before the intelligence was about to expire, he would package it up and sell it to the other countries that were interested in the information.

Being a businessman, he was fair and square, and guaranteed that all the information he sold was true and trustworthy.

All of this went so smoothly because neither Kazuo Yamamoto nor the Japanese officer who inadvertently revealed the information to Saburo Suzuki ever suspected that – a Japanese – would betray Japan.

Suzuki Saburo’s entire family was on Japanese soil, he was married to a Japanese wife, and his normal life did not reveal any hatred of Japan. Moreover, the family was a beneficiary of the Meiji Restoration. Even before the Meiji Change, the Suzuki family did not come from a poor background.

The Suzuki family had always been the class that gained benefits in Japan, and even in the most horrific imaginings, Yamamoto had never imagined that someone like Suzuki could be a Red*.

But Kazuo Yamamoto realized his mistake.

Saburo Suzuki was not an Akira*, but Akira*s were not the only enemies of Japan in this world.

To find out just how much information Suzukisaburo had leaked out, this would be a heavenly problem.

Because the culprit Suzuki Saburo has already run away, the remaining officers are all Yamamoto Kazuo’s line of officers, these officers are all loyal to Yamamoto Kazuo.

Although Yamamoto Ichio had retired, it was because he was sick. He had never thought of burying the power of everyone in his line.

Rather, he was willing to use his death to strike a blow at his enemies before he died, in order that the Yamamoto clan he left behind could continue to rise through the ranks, and ultimately make the Yamamoto family name a great family name that could sway Japan.

If he were to hand over all the names of the officers who would be leaking information now, they would all surely be dealt with, and the Yamamoto line would be dealt a major blow.

Then his sacrifice would be worthless.

The loyal Yamamoto Kazuo retreated at this point.

He didn’t hand over the names of these officers, didn’t even think to call them over for a closer investigation, and as for how much information was actually leaked, he forgot about it.

The Suzuki Saburo family was eventually destroyed in a fire, and everyone was buried in the flames.

Then, a piece of intelligence popped up, causing Kazuo Yamamoto to become alarmed.

A fragment of a Japanese military file was discovered by agents of the Kokusai**.

The name of the file was XXX Final Raid Plan.

–Miss Zhu Er, who compiled the intel, said, “Japan is fond of making up very big names, like blah blah blah Final Raider Plan or something like that.”

–Sensei Su: “I hadn’t really noticed that, but you can use that name if you want.”

— Jo Shuri, who had gotten the fake information, expressed his surprise with difficulty, “Is it true that this …… Japan divides the countries of the world into numbered districts? And they named themselves Zone 11?”

— Zhu Yuyan: “Yeah, that’s what they did.”

–Su Chunjun: “For the sake of concealment, right? If they only mention the code names, it’s not easy for outsiders to find the corresponding countries.”

–Zhao Shuli couldn’t hide his skepticism, “Then where did this intelligence come from?”

–Zhu Yuyan: “Confidential.”

–Su Chunjun smiles, “Right, confidentiality.”

Zhao Shuli: “……”

Are you guys hoodwinking me.