The reporters gathered around the business delegation like sharks smelling blood, taking pictures non-stop with their cameras. Such an incident at the banquet was big news.
Shio Muto looked around, his face as gloomy as water, because this 'accident' caused all his plans to fail, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.
'Who could it be? All the people inside and outside the nightclub are carefully selected by him, the military commander? The central commander? The underground party? Or maybe it's that old fox, Ippei Uemura?'
The plan for the Macau business group is extremely confidential. All the team members participating in the operation did not know about it beforehand. There are not many core personnel who really know the plan. These people are Muto Shio's confidants. There are too few clues at present. Muto Shio thinks
After a long time, he still couldn't figure it out, and the current situation did not allow him to think more carefully.
"President Long, please have my condolences. The Muto Agency will definitely give you justice in this matter. I hope President Long will be calm. Please go back to the hotel to rest first. I will send someone to deliver your nephew's body later."
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Long Jian looked sad and his voice was slightly hoarse from crying: "Consul Muto, I want to go and take my nephew's body back in person. I hope the consul can agree."
Shio Muto raised his eyebrows. His original plan was to dissect Long Yao's body to find out the cause, but he didn't expect that the other party blocked it first. Chinese people pay attention to the burial of peace, and it is normal not to want the body to be damaged. Shio Muto
He didn't think much about it. He couldn't clearly refuse the other party in public. After hesitating for a moment, Muto Shio nodded.
"no problem."
Long Jian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. The most dangerous part of the fake death plan is this level. If the Japanese really dissect Long Yao's body, even the Daluo Immortal will not come back. The person who made this plan should be
It was truly an exhaustive plan. Muto Shio's reaction was exactly as planned. Perhaps the person who made the plan was on the scene.
Although Long Jian was extremely happy in his heart, he still pretended to be hit hard when he left. Not to mention, if Huang Zhengxuan hadn't already known the inside story, he would have been deceived by Long Jian's expression.
In the past, this old friend had really good skills.
'Hiss! He wouldn't have used this trick against me before, would he? No, no, he's not that kind of person...'
Huang Zhengxuan secretly speculated while helping Long Jian out of the hall. On the way to the Army Hospital, Long Jian's face changed and he said with a smile.
"Old Huang, how are you? Your performance just now was not bad, right? I have practiced it countless times secretly."
"Awesome, awesome! I didn't expect you, Old Long, to have such a skill. I was shocked just now. If I hadn't known the inside story, I would have thought your nephew was dead."
Huang Zhengxuan replied quickly to cover up his inner embarrassment. Long Jian had worked with him for many years. Where was the decades of friendship? How could he easily doubt his old friend? If his old friend could really act consistently for decades, then he could only
Got it.
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After the Macau business group left, Shio Muto inquired about what happened at the scene in detail, then ordered Li Feng to carefully screen the personnel participating in the operation, and then rushed to the Army Hospital with Li Jie.
"Xiao Jun, there were so many people just now, but I didn't tell you something. Long Yao was actually poisoned!"
"What!"
Li Jie looked shocked. Li Jie personally prepared Yama Luo Powder. He knew exactly what effect it had and what the reaction would be after taking it. In order to avoid Long Yao being dissected as much as possible, he took Yama Luo Powder.
The symptoms after dispersion are similar to the symptoms of cyanide poisoning. A doctor who knows a little bit about poisons can judge it. Even if it is dissected, it will be difficult to detect the difference.
The Yama Luosan in the Ming Dynasty is not exactly the same as the one prepared by Li Jie now. Li Jie made fine adjustments based on his profound medical knowledge to be more in line with contemporary conditions.
"Consul, has our plan been leaked?"
Muto Shio closed his eyes for a while and did not answer. In fact, that was what he thought at the first time. The Macau Chamber of Commerce has been secretly supporting the Yamashiro government. The Japanese side had failed to win over them in many ways before, so they had a plan to assassinate the trade group. If Yamashiro
When the authorities learn of the plan, they will inevitably launch a rescue operation, which makes sense.
However, when I think about it carefully, I think it is impossible. The people who know the true purpose of the exchange meeting are all experienced confidants. Shio Muto will not trust a person easily, but once trust is given, he will never easily become suspicious.
Because he was very confident in his heart and suspected that someone was undoubtedly slapping him in the face, he would rather believe that someone else had leaked the information. Muto Shio remembered that he had done intelligence transactions with the military commander before.
'Could it be Ippei Uemura who leaked it? Or was it simply his doing?'
Shio Muto opened his eyes, observed the surrounding situation, paused slightly when his eyes swept over Li Jie, and then immediately moved away.
'No, it can't be him!'
Li Jie's insight is very sharp. The strangeness of Muto Shio just now did not escape his eyes. Could it be that Muto Shio doubted himself? Probably not. He had been lurking around him for many years and had already figured out Muto Shio's temperament clearly.
, the current situation is not enough to make Shio Muto doubt himself.
By the time Muto Shio arrived at the Army Hospital, Long Jian had already placed his nephew's body in the newly purchased coffin. He was holding the coffin with a sad expression and mumbling to himself, tears dripping down the folds of his face, deep black
The collar was already soaked with tears.
Shio Muto waved to the medical staff and said, "Has the cause of death been found?"
The doctor in a white coat pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said calmly: "If you died of poisoning, you can basically determine that it was cyanide poison. More specific details need to be dissected to know."
"Well, are you confident that he died of cyanide poisoning?"
"Eighty percent!"
Muto Shio nodded incomprehensibly, and then walked to Long Jian: "President Long, I have a heartfelt request. In order to find out the cause of your nephew's death, can you let the doctor dissect the body?"
Long Jian stood up in an instant and glared at Muto Shio. Huang Zhengxuan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his old friend, whispering a few words in his ear, and then Long Jian smiled miserably.
"Consul Muto, why don't you help me with the dissection?"
Of course Shio Muto would not do this. The doctor had just told him clearly the cause of Long Yao's death. He was already 80% sure. Moreover, those reporters also followed the business group to the hospital. If he went too far, it would affect his reputation.
But it's not good, Shio Muto still cherishes feathers.
"Unfortunately, President Long's words are serious. In this case, it's okay not to do an autopsy."