Did he trick the young marshal into becoming sworn brothers and then go south to Huangpu Military Ac

It became.

Lin Qi smiled coldly to himself.

These two purebred giant fish had their throats firmly hooked by his fishing line, which he called "Sincerity."

"Since Mr. Lin is being so honest, it would be utterly despicable of us to continue hiding things from him."

The young Fujiwara took a deep breath, as if making a momentous decision, and lowered his voice, saying, "To be honest, Mr. Lin, I am the eldest grandson of the Fujiwara Northern Family, the most favored direct descendant of the family head. And he is the Taira clan's designated successor."

Lin Qi feigned shock, taking a deep breath: "So you're from one of Japan's top noble families! My apologies! No wonder you two brothers have such extraordinary bearing; even the British were overshadowed by you!"

A few well-placed compliments made the two young men extremely pleased.

"but……"

Lin Qi abruptly changed the subject, as if casually revealing another side of himself: "To be honest, besides being a warlord, I'm also a scholar. I studied in the United States in my early years and earned double doctorates in mechanical engineering and chemistry from MIT. My family in Southeast Asia is quite well-off. If it weren't for the revolution, I'd probably be drinking coffee on Wall Street or in a Boston laboratory right now."

"MIT?! Double PhD?!"

This time, it was Fujiwara no Heiji's turn to be shocked.

Both of them were top students who graduated from the University of Tokyo, so they naturally knew what the words "double PhD from MIT" meant!

Those are a tiny group of monsters standing at the very top of the pyramid of human intelligence!

No wonder your card counting was so accurate!

No wonder he could casually throw out large promissory notes; it turns out he's a wealthy tycoon from Southeast Asia and a peerless genius!

For a moment, the two looked at Lin Qi with not only gratitude for their close friendship, but also admiration for a strong person!

"It turns out Lin Jun is a peerless genius in science and engineering!"

Fujiwara's voice trembled with excitement: "What a coincidence! We're also at Tokyo University, researching the industrial development of the Empire!"

Once he started talking, the next few hours became Lin Qi's personal showcase.

He carried with him knowledge accumulated over a century into the future and began an extremely cruel academic attack on these two Japanese devils.

To bridge the gap, Lin Qixian approached the topic from the aesthetics of mono no aware in the classic Japanese literature "The Tale of Genji," using a profound philosophical perspective to thoroughly analyze the Japanese national character of "living towards death and experiencing tragic and fleeting beauty."

The two Japanese soldiers nodded repeatedly, exclaiming that Lin Jun understood the Yamato spirit even better than the top masters of Chinese studies.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Qi abruptly changed the subject, venturing into the fields of industry and technology.

"But literature cannot save a country."

Lin Qi tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes sharpening: "Japan may seem powerful now, but from my perspective as a science student, your industrial system has a fatal bottleneck."

"Those battleships your navy build may look imposing, but they're actually scrap metal on the verge of being obsolete. Future naval warfare will definitely not be an era of giant cannons clashing!"

The young man from the Taira clan, being a descendant of a samurai family and extremely interested in military affairs, was greatly surprised upon hearing this: "Mr. Lin, how is this possible? Battleships and heavy artillery are the absolute mainstream now!"

Lin Qi sneered: "Narrow-minded! Future wars will be in the sky! Aircraft carriers and carrier-based aircraft—that's the only truth that determines maritime hegemony! Whoever controls the air will be able to blast the enemy's battleships into bottomless pits!"

This truth, proven in blood and tears twenty years later during the Pacific War, was casually thrown out by Lin Qi, leaving the two top students from Dongda University completely stunned.

Next, Lin Qi talked about the industrialization bottlenecks of the Haber-Bosch process for ammonia synthesis, the improvement of the thermal efficiency of internal combustion engines, and the absolute control of petrochemicals over the future lifeline of the nation.

Every viewpoint is a profound insight that transcends our time by decades!

Every single piece of data is as precise as if it were God's handwriting!

Fujiwara and Heiji listened with rapt attention. They had long since put down their wine glasses and stared at Lin Qi with shining eyes, like the most devout schoolchildren, wishing they could take out a notebook and write down every word he said.

terrible!

This is not a warlord at all; this is a god who can see the future!

In comparison, those generals in the Imperial Army who only knew how to shout "Banzai" and were obsessed with muscle were simply a bunch of uncivilized monkeys!

In the shadows in the distance.

Tu Feiyuan watched helplessly as the two young masters he had risked his life to protect were completely captivated by Lin Qi's silver tongue and turned into devoted fans without any moral compass.

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and his heart was bleeding, but he didn't even have the right to say a word.

He couldn't understand the complex physics formulas and industrial logic, but he could sense that the hearts of the two young masters had been completely stolen by this man surnamed Lin.

The night grew deeper and deeper.

The academic discussion, which could only be described as a brainwashing conference, finally ended at 3 a.m., leaving everyone wanting more.

Fujiwara no Heiji stood up respectfully and bowed deeply to Lin Qi.

"Listening to Mr. Lin's words is better than studying at Tokyo University for ten years! Mr. Lin's talent is simply a miracle bestowed upon humanity by Amaterasu! Tomorrow, we must continue to learn from him!"

The two, their faces flushed, returned to their first-class cabin like pilgrims returning from a pilgrimage.

As soon as the door closed, the fat, round guy who had followed them in like a ghost knelt down in front of the two of them with a "thump".

"Young masters! Wake up! You mustn't have any more contact with him!"

"That Lin Tuozhi, every step he takes is meticulously planned! His approach to you is definitely not well-intentioned; he's absolutely harboring malicious intent!"

"shut up!"

Fujiwara suddenly turned around, launched a flying kick, and slammed it into Doi-Yu's shoulder, knocking him to the ground.

"Baka! You despicable spy, what else can you think of besides conspiracies and tricks?!"

Fujiwara roared angrily, "Lin-kun is a peerless genius, unparalleled in the world! He has been completely open with us, even sharing his most precious secrets. You are insulting our most valued friend!"

Ping coldly stared at the groaning, chubby man on the ground: "You've disappointed us greatly. Starting tomorrow, you're not allowed to appear before Lin Jun again. If your stupidity ruins our relationship with such a peerless genius, even committing seppuku a thousand times wouldn't be enough to atone for it! Get out!"

Doi-Yuan looked at his two masters, who had been completely fooled, with despair, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

He knew he couldn't persuade him, so he could only stumble out of the room like a lost soul.

at the same time.

The telegraph room on the lower deck of the cruise ship.

Lin Qi was not asleep. He casually pushed two large promissory notes in front of the trembling British telegraph operator.

"I want to send a private, encrypted telegram directly to Shanghai, the French Concession."

The British telegraph operator nodded vigorously, skillfully operating the transmitter.

"Beep beep... beep beep..."

A string of encrypted radio waves pierced through the thick night fog of the Bohai Bay and flew at the speed of light to the bustling metropolis thousands of miles away.