Chapter 70 Waiting for a call

Tsujili Kaiseki, Shao Zhongping and Tanaka Yuzi went through a series of processes, and it was already around 19:20 in the evening when they finished the meal.

How do you say it?

Kaiseki cuisine means you eat it and wait until you are hungry before you can follow it with another meal. It is basically a matter of one or two bites.

However, there were many dishes, and Shao Zhongping was half full after eating them, while Tanaka Yuzi was already very satisfied.

“It’s my first time to eat so luxuriously.”

Tanaka Yuzi took a deep breath of the cool fresh air outside the store, and her cheeks were flushed, not sure whether it was because of the heat of the food in front of her or something else.

Shao Zhongping stretched and let out a long yawn.

"Yuzi, should I take you back to the theater or go home?"

Tanaka Yuzi glanced at Shao Zhongping secretly.

"My family lives in..."

Listening to Tanaka Yuzi say a place name in Arakawa, his voice was very soft.

Shao Zhongping was slightly startled, but didn't say much.

"I'll take you back."

After hailing a taxi, Shao Zhongping opened the door for her and then got in.

Arakawa Ward is considered a civilian area among the more than 20 wards in Tokyo. Both the living standard and the salary income of the residents are generally low in Tokyo.

The car stopped on a street in Arakawa District.

As soon as he entered here, Shao Zhongping felt a strong atmosphere of the times, which he could rarely feel in Minato City and Shinjuku.

Shao Zhongping got out of the car and looked at the streets here.

"Do you live here?"

Tanaka Yuzi nodded.

"House prices here are cheap and it suits me very well."

Shao Zhongping said "hmm" and did not comment on this.

"Where do you live?"

"I'll take you there."

After sending Tanaka Yuzi to an old apartment building, Shao Zhongping left without entering.

Tanaka Yuzi stood at the door, watching Shao Zhongping's hurried away figure, and waited until he disappeared at the top of the stairs.

After getting out of this apartment building, which was considered a good one in Arakawa District, Shao Zhongping hailed a taxi and decisively returned to Azabu District.

Carrying the food he bought along the way, he walked as if taking a leisurely walk, from the path between the woods all the way back to the back door of the villa.

The back door of the villa is still closed.

Only by standing at the door and looking carefully at the crack of the door can you see a looming piece of cloth stuck in the crack of the door.

Shao Zhongping pushed open the back door with his right hand, caught the piece of cloth and walked into the villa. He naturally stuffed the piece of cloth into his pants pocket.

Climb the window and enter the villa to the third floor.

Huang Yiwu was still sitting on the sofa on the balcony like a sculpture. He looked back when he heard the sound.

"Brother pyotr, are you back?"

Shao Zhongping looked at Huang Yi's clean-shaven face with much fresher hair, and raised the food in his hand.

"Have you had dinner?"

"I brought you some food."

Huang Yiwu pointed to an instant noodle box at his feet.

"I soaked a piece of this before eating."

Shao Zhongping glanced at the instant noodle box and then at Huang Yiwu's haggard face.

"I brought eel rice and some fried food."

"There are no good things in my childhood, so you just have to make do with what you have."

"Go and rest after eating."

Huang Yiwu took the bag, took out the lunch box inside, opened it and started eating.

"Brother pyotr, did you make any progress today?"

Shao Zhongping stood next to Huang Yiwu, looking at Tanaka Jing's villa next door.

"There are some clues."

"Want to hear it?"

Huang Yiwu, who was chewing charcoal-grilled eel segments, raised his head, stretched his neck and swallowed the food.

"What did you find?"

Shao Zhongping still looked at the villa next door, but told Huang Yiwu all the information he got today.

When Huang Yiwu learned that his guess last night had come true, he placed the chopsticks in his right hand heavily on the lunch box and his whole body stood upright.

"I and my son?"

"Then I'm not going against the emperor and the prince in my childhood?"

Shao Zhongping turned around and glanced at Huang Yiwu in a funny way.

"Where did the emperor and the prince come from? At best, he was just a wage earner with the most power in his childhood."

“And it’s from the last session.”

"But even for a former prime minister, things are still very difficult."

"Now we can't even buy a ticket to go back."

Shao Zhongping once again told Huang Yiwu what happened when he bought a ticket at Haneda Airport.

Huang Yiwu's brows were all knitted together.

"Then the only way we can leave is by smuggling?"

Shao Zhongping said that smuggling was not easy, but he did not attack Huang Yiwu on this point.

"Let's see."

"What did you discover this afternoon?"

Huang Yiwu shook his head.

"Still the same."

"The only thing that's clear is the other person's shift time."

"But these people are very cautious. It is almost impossible for us to enter the villa without alerting them."

Shao Zhongping knew that it was almost impossible for the two of them to go to the villa to rescue Tong Weiliang.

"Continue to observe this matter for two days before talking about it."

"Let's talk about that American woman again."

"Describe it to me."

The key to this matter should be that American woman.

Huang Yiwu had already told Shao Zhongping about the American woman, but he didn't expect him to ask again now.

I had no choice but to search it out from my memory and tell it to Shao Zhongping again.

This time, Shao Zhongping did not listen to the incident as a story, but carefully memorized all the descriptions of the American woman.

After listening to Huang Yiwu's description, Shao Zhongping reached out and patted his shoulder and asked him to continue cooking. He walked into the living room, picked up the phone and started making calls.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, he made six or seven calls in a row. When he hung up the last call, Shao Zhongping leaned his back firmly on the sofa.

After making these calls, he contacted three of the most famous newspapers in Tokyo.

That's right, he wants to publish it in the newspaper to find that American woman.

The meeting place was also at a cafe in Azabu District. Shao Zhongping went downstairs and walked for ten minutes.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. The agreed time was probably more than an hour later.

"Yiwu, I'm going out to meet two people later."

"You stare at the next door for a while longer."

"I'll squint first."

Huang Yiwu's chopsticks made a "click-click" sound while holding the fried food. Hearing this, he immediately agreed.
To be continued...