Chapter 441

Yamamoto’s head was spinning and he was sweating profusely.

He shivered involuntarily.

He waited a long time before he heard a footstep turn back.

The footsteps were not as slow and gentle as those of the Japanese woman.

It was Zhu Yuyan, a Chinese woman.

Yamamoto pretended to be very weak, but his hand went to his bosom to hold a small dagger.

This dagger was unsheathed, and could easily hurt someone if it was pulled out.

If Zhu Yuyan, the Chinese woman, had intended to harm him, now was the time.

He wanted to see if she had been harboring evil intentions.

He heard the woman come to him, crouch down, and her voice became very close.

She said softly, “Mr. Yamamoto, your son is serving his son, I am afraid he can’t come over for a while. I’ve poured a glass of water, would you like to drink some to slow down?”

Yamamoto did not answer.

Zhu Yuyan: “Mr. Yamamoto?”

He waited.

And the woman didn’t move, not even close to him.

She stood up, and by the sound of her footsteps was actually heading outside – she wanted to go and call someone outside?

The adjutant was outside.

But! She could not be allowed to go! He didn’t believe that the adjutant outside was really loyal to him! Maybe the adjutant was just hiding too deep and would turn on him when he saw him in his current state!

It just so happened that there were two other Chinese women here who could be prisoners.

It was just the right place to kill him and his son!

Yamamoto made up his mind in an instant and called out to Zhu Yuyan, “Yan Ji, wait.”

–This old turtle calf really didn’t faint.

Zhu Yuyan rolled her eyes in her mind.

The tea on the end of her hand was added with the medicine that Yamamoto gave to Jinjuri, she suspected that it was *product*, she didn’t know how effective it would be when taken orally, just now, if she didn’t manage to feed it to Yamamoto’s mouth, she had wanted to give it to the Japanese outside to drink, and Jinjuri said that there would be a Japanese outside to guard it.

She now had to come back, squat down and say in a friendly manner, ”Mr. Yamamoto, you’re okay? Great. Your son is serving your son and can’t get away for a while. I was just about to go outside and call someone.”

Yamamoto: “No need.” He opened his eyes, his sanity clear as a bell.

He said, “Go tell Yamashita to go back.”

Zhu Yuyan knew that this kind of officers should have a password to follow orders among themselves, now Yamamoto didn’t say the password, it might be a trap for her.

But it doesn’t matter, her main purpose is to deliver this cup of water.

So Zhu Yuyan smiled and said, “Okay.” Standing up, she was ready to go out.

Yamamoto called out to her again, “Yan Ji, wait.”

–Ah, you nonsense basket case!

Zhu Yuyan turned back around with a smile, “What else does Mr. Yamamoto want?”

Yamamoto: “You tell him no drinking tonight.”

Zhu Yuyan nodded, “No drinking. I understand. Is there anything else you want to tell the gentleman outside?”

Yamamoto waved his hand, “No, no more.”

Zhu Yuyan was then able to get away.

She walked along the corridor to the end, and through a door, she saw the Japanese officer standing outside on the porch.

The Japanese officer did not smile and was very serious.

Zhu Yuyan walked up and nodded before holding the tray flat and said with a smile, “I’ve come to bring you a cup of tea.”

The adjutant nodded, picked up the cup of tea, and sniffed skeptically-but would this Chinese woman dare to poison him here? Hmph, underestimating him.

The adjutant took a shallow sip, tasting nothing, and the cloudy tea broth didn’t look like anything.

There was *no* medicine.

The adjutant had once tasted many * drugs by mouth, the tea soup did taste a little strange, but not * drugs.

Zhu Yuyan smiled and said, ”This is the result of me learning to make it from Guizi, and as a result, Mr. Yamamoto was willing to drink the one made by Guizi, but he refused to taste this cup of mine, and asked me to send it out to you. If it doesn’t taste good, please forgive me.”

The adjutant laughed a little and still didn’t drink it all, just took another sip.

Zhu Yuyan continued, “Mr. Yamamoto asked you to go back and also said not to drink tonight.”

When the adjutant heard this, he was convinced that this was really Mr. Yamamoto’s order.

It seems that Mr. Yamamoto will rest here tonight, served by these two Chinese women.

Then his work for the night is also over.

Zhu Yuyan was still smiling and looking at him.

When the adjutant saw this, there was nothing* in the cup across the board, so he tilted it down.

Zhu Yuyan smiled more beautifully than a flower, smiled so much that her waist was bent, and kept asking, ”Is it too astringent? I’m really unskilled, and Mr. Yamamoto is also deliberately making a fool of himself, I’m really sorry, sorry.”

The adjutant laughed and shook his head, handing the cup back to her and preparing to leave as soon as he saluted her.

The man wasn’t dizzy now, and he was fine on his feet. Had she put too little in? Jinjuri said Yamamoto put in one teaspoon at a time and she was out of her mind, she just put in three!

She immediately continued again, ”Can you stand for one more stop? There are today’s snacks in the house, but Mr. Yamamoto won’t use them, and we women have small appetites and can’t eat them, and the snacks are freshly made today, so if they’re put aside for tomorrow, they’ll be hard and won’t taste good. If you will wait a moment, I will go and bring it out to you.”

She realized that a lot of her previous opinions about Japan were faulty, for example, Juri Kim had said that the Japanese weren’t overly enthusiastic about fruit, and while it was true that a poor person might not be able to eat a single apple in their lifetime, they wouldn’t miss it if they hadn’t eaten it.

On the contrary, they have a strong love for dim sum, especially the exquisitely made Japanese dim sum, which seems to be very expensive and unaffordable to the average family.

As expected at the mention of dim sum, the adjutant did stand still.

–Because he, too, could seldom afford to eat dim sum.

When he was in Japan, only when there was something to celebrate in the family, such as when he was promoted and received a commendation, then he would buy a box of dim sum and eat it, and he was usually happiest when he could eat soba noodles, and they had to be fried, and that was the most delicious thing ever.

It was the most delicious thing, because the oil was very expensive.

After arriving in China, he realized why the old books say that China is rich, because in the Chinese city, dim sum is very common, a little money can afford to eat dim sum, even the poor, save money to buy a box of cheap dim sum for their wives and daughters to eat, is also a very normal thing.

There were many Chinese dim sum stores in the city, which were much cheaper than the cakes in English cake stores.

In China they had much more rice, flour, oil and sugar than in Japan because there was so much land and farming was not laborious!

The adjutant took Mr. Yamamoto at his word from then on! Japan must occupy the land of China!

It’s this huge land that can support more and more Japanese.

Since the adjutant’s arrival in China, every snack he has eaten has strengthened his conviction that he must take China.

But since Mr. Yamamoto has been searching around the house for a mole, he hasn’t been out for a long time, and certainly not to the dim sum store.

The cooks here would only listen to Mr. Yamamoto and make dim sum for him.

The adjutant could hardly resist the craving for dim sum.

He took one more look at the Chinese woman.

–She would not dare to harm him here. Because even if she harmed him, the entire mansion was escorted by hundreds of bodyguards, and without a password, it was impossible for her to escape. Even if she could escape from the mansion, she didn’t have an automobile, and it was impossible to run far on foot.

After thinking about it again and again, the adjutant agreed that if this woman chose to escape it would be impossible and foolish.

Then her present action would be merely to curry favor with him.

The adjutant was relieved and said, “Alright.”

Zhu Yuyan immediately said happily, “Please take a seat here, and when I avoid Mr. Yamamoto, I’ll come out right away.”

The adjutant was sure this time, this Chinese woman was really trying to please him. Purposely avoiding Mr. Yamamoto in order to steal the dim sum out to him.

For the sake of the dim sum, it was nothing more than standing here for a little while longer as if she was standing guard for a little while longer.

The adjutant nodded and said, “Okay. I’ll wait for you here.”

Zhu Yuyan turned to leave, and looked at him again and again.

The adjutant saw that this Chinese woman was so careful and could not help but be very self-satisfied. He simply sat down on the porch and looked up into the night sky.

Then lay down.

Closed his eyes.

Zhu Yuyan turned her head to look several times before he finally lay down!

The three spoons really did work!

It’s not that she doesn’t want to add more, this cup of tea to see the amount of up to seventy to eighty milliliters, adding more would not be tea with medicine, but medicine paste tea.

In order to prevent being tasted out of the off-flavor, she was purposely pouring the matcha made by Jin Juli into the cup.

Just in case, she waited a little longer.

She silently counted fifty, fearing that Yamamoto over there would have another problem, and while her heart was burning with anxiety, she still insisted on silently counting before going back.

That Japanese man already seems to be asleep.

But when she wiped his neck, it was full of sweat and he was shivering.

After realizing her, he even used his hand to grab her.

She hurriedly avoided him.

Seeing that he was still shaking, it seemed that he couldn’t stand up.

She couldn’t waste any more time.

Zhu Yuyan hugged his neck, her two thighs clamped down hard on his neck, and rolled with all her strength! (Audit well, this is for twisting the neck bone.)

This move came from Mr. Su’s teachings. One of the several killing* techniques taught to her in response to her status as a female and her lack of strength.

Normal people can twist the human neck bone after training, but untrained people, especially females, with insufficient upper body strength, twisting the neck bone with just their hands is impossible because the human neck bone is very strong and it can withstand a considerable amount of pressure.

So this is the time to use the strength of the thighs and the whole body.

Zhu Yuyan had only tried a few times with Mr. Su on the bed and on the carpet, and had not dared to really exert herself to avoid becoming a widow – being mistaken by the staff downstairs that the couple was living in their boudoir as being overly wild.

This time was her first time doing it, and she was more or less unskilled.

So it took two twists before she heard a click.

She was afraid that it just twisted and didn’t break, so she simply used the force to do a flip, and the whole thing flipped over.

Getting up again, she saw that the Japanese man’s head and body seemed to be a bit separated.

But did not bleed.

Should be really twisted off, this is not like a person.

Zhu Yuyan hurriedly climbed up and rushed back.

She was delayed outside for a bit too long, and wondered if Yamamoto was still waiting outside.

Sure enough, once she went back, she saw that there was no Yamamoto outside!

She couldn’t care less about covering up and ran straight up and rushed in!

She almost collided with Yamamoto.

Yamamoto is standing in the middle of the house, obviously the matter in front of him a little surprised, heard the footsteps behind him, he turned back to look shocked at Zhu Yuyan who came running.

As a mature soldier, he did not mistake the change in Zhu Yuyan’s demeanor!

He drew his sword and turned back to Zhu Yuyan!

He was confident that he would not lose to two women!

Even if he was seriously ill now! A Japanese soldier would not lose to two weak women!

Yamamoto shouted, “Chinese! I’ll make you regret betraying me! I will kill all the Chinese! Kill all of you!”

Even Zhu Yuyan felt a chill running up her back at this moment.

But she couldn’t back off!

She avoided Yamamoto’s pouncing figure and turned back with a flying kick – specifically towards the crotch!

This also came from Mr. Su’s teachings, for which she paid the price of Mr. Su not being able to stand up for three days.

So this move, she was more than familiar with it.

Luckily there was no one at this time.

The Chinese maids had all gone back to the servants’ rooms.

In the inner mansion, the bodyguards were also absent, Yamamoto was too afraid of death and had placed his bodyguards on the periphery and in front of the mansion. He was afraid of both an attack outside and being assassinated in his own home. So in this mansion, there were actually very few people, and the more you got to the backyard, the fewer people there were.

So it didn’t matter if they made any more noise here.

At least it’s still safe for now.

Zhu Yuyan thought wildly while continuing to hide in the room, she did kick Yamamoto’s gear just now.

But this Japanese man even managed to continue to limp towards her, if it wasn’t for the fact that he only had a knife in his hand and his body was really weak, maybe she would have fallen down by now.

Suddenly Yamamoto made a lunge forward, and before she could dodge, she saw Yamamoto backhandedly stab the knife behind her, and it was only then that she saw that it was Ginjuri who had embraced Yamamoto from behind!

She was stabbed!

Zhu Yuyan couldn’t think too much, she casually picked up something on the ground and smashed it at Yamamoto, and when she did, she realized that it was the food case.

It was the food case for little Yamamoto to put water.

This smash, Yamamoto fell to the ground.

He was already weak, only with a force of mind to chase, and now was smashed by the head of a wooden table, even if it is small, but also solid wood, the moment immediately immediately pounced.

But this person is not ashamed of small strong, pounced still want to continue to fight, his hand holding the knife simply did not let go, after pulling out and then swung forward.

Zhu Yuyan grabbed the food case to smash his arm, even smashed several times before the knife to smash off, and then smashed the head, eyebrows and eyes keep disregarding the upward swing.

But Yamamoto hadn’t fainted.

Of course he didn’t die.

The guy could really hold out.

But he can’t move anymore.

Jinjuri was still holding his legs and lying on her back.

The room was too dark and the kimono too flowery for her to see exactly where she was hurt and how badly.

Yamamoto like a turtle with a flipped lid, his mouth is still cursing, the person is still flopping, just can not turn over.

Zhu Yuyan smashed his head a few more times, and seeing that he was even more sluggish, she went to get insulin.

This thing is estimated to have been stowed here, usually it is by Jin Juli to give his beatings.

–He must have thought that Jinjuri couldn’t resist him. So treat this place as the safest place.

Zhu Yuyan knocked five, a branch to all pushed into Yamamoto’s neck – no way, his two hands always resist, is tied up is not honest, she had to ride on his back, according to the neck hit.

The first one pushed in, and Yamamoto kind of tried to brace himself.

The second, he went limp.

The third, he stopped moving.

She pushed all the rest of the box into him just in case.

Seeing that he was as immobile as a piece of dead meat, she went to help Jin Juli.

Luckily, Jinjuri could still move.

She helped her outside, the porch was brightly lit by the moon.

She pulled open Jinjuri’s collar and found that there was indeed a deep wound, being at the shoulder blade, the knife was blocked by the kimono and the bones, and it didn’t hurt the heart and lungs underneath. The good thing was that it was muscle and bone, there were no obvious large blood vessels, and no important joints had been injured, the blood would stop on its own in a while.

The bad thing is that if you can’t recover, you might not be able to use your arm too smoothly in the future.

Also don’t know if there is any poison on that knife.

Zhu Yuyan only said good: “It’s fine, the blood will stop flowing soon. Let’s think of a way to see if we can sneak out. Do you have any foreign clothes here? The kimono is too obvious.”

Jin Juli’s eyes flashed like fire, she whispered, “Yes.”

Then without her help, she stood up on her own, ripping the kimono off her body as she went.

She *went* inside, and in no time at all, came out changed.

She was dressed strangely, suit pants, suit jacket, which was all men’s, and a dress underneath.

Maybe she was a little less awake after all that had suddenly happened.

Zhu Yuyan didn’t correct her, but went in and found a pair of shoes for her to put on.

There were only men’s shoes here, and the only ones that belonged to women were socks.

So she could only find Little Yamamoto’s shoes, which were still new, probably bought back by an underling after he was rescued and he hadn’t worn them yet.

When Jin Juli put them on, the shoes didn’t fit a bit, they were too big.

Zhu Yuyan took a cloth and stuffed it, then used the cloth to tie the shoes to her feet, and helped Jin Juli up, ”Okay, let’s go to Yamamoto’s room first. The file you mentioned should be there.”