1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

Fujiwara Kanezane curled his lips:

"These Koreans can't learn good things, and they're always out of control when learning bad things... Who's behind this?"

"Judging from the telegraph connection line, it seems to be Syngman Rhee." "Huh? It's that humanoid creature... Wait." Fujiwara Kanezane narrowed his eyes.

"It may not be him." "You mean..."

"Jin Jiu is not an honest guy. This Dr. Li has been exploited by him more than once."

"I understand. We'll continue investigating this... So what's your decision?" "If Kim Gu doesn't move, I need him to continue causing trouble for the Japanese in Korea. Syngman Rhee also won't move. I want to see what he's planning. As for the attacker, we'll capture him first. We can't let them actually set off an explosion at the scene and injure innocent civilians. That would be terrible."

"Hehe, Commander, you're becoming more and more like the ruler of Northeast China." "Don't laugh like that, or someone might notice."

"Oh...but Commander, you're a little too worried. At this distance..." "Do you believe that there are humans with better eyesight than you humanoids?" "That's true...Also, regarding the thing you arranged earlier, should we..."

While the two were chatting and laughing, the fleet had already arrived in Yingkou.

The welcoming team that had been arranged long ago held up various banners and colorful ribbons. There was a blast of gongs and drums, firecrackers, red flags waving, and a huge crowd of people... cough cough cough...

In short, the scene was very lively.

Zhao Ziqi, the President and Vice President of the Republic's government, and other new government leaders, including Kenji Doihara, have basically arrived in Yingkou to personally welcome this highest-level foreign visitor since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The welcoming process is omitted here. Just when Zhao Ziqi was about to invite Haruta and Fujiwara Kanezane to board the military train to Shenyang, something unexpected happened!

Suddenly, English shouts and soldiers' scolding were heard from the periphery. They were vague and not clear, but the word "Feild" was still quite loud. It was obvious that someone wanted to approach this side, but was stopped.

Haruta stopped at the right moment and asked:

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Doihara, what's going on? It seems like someone is calling my name? Is someone looking for me?"

"Uh..."

Zhao Ziqi was a little annoyed.

In his opinion, the fact that such an incident occurred in such a diplomatic occasion shows that the diplomatic and security systems of the other side are still not mature enough and there are still major loopholes in their work.

Doihara was equally annoyed, but with hundreds of domestic and foreign reporters and even more people present, he couldn't directly order the soldiers to drive the people away. He could only look at Fujiwara Kanezane, who nodded slightly, and then he shouted loudly:

"Who's outside? Check it out. Bring them in if they're safe!" "Yes!"

After a while, a young man about 30 years old and a timid old man were brought to the front of the crowd. Haruta asked gently in English:

"Were you calling me just now? What's going on?"

Apart from anything else, Chuntian immediately won the favor of everyone present with just his appearance, temperament and approachable demeanor.

The young man who was "making trouble" seemed to have not expected that the new American female president would be so young and so beautiful. He was stunned for a moment. After more than ten seconds, he stammered in English and replied:

"Y...yes, l...i Eminem..."

"Okay, sir, if you are not proficient in English, just use Chinese. I can speak Chinese."

When the skilled voice, which was almost indistinguishable from the Northeastern dialect, sounded, the scene was in uproar again.

Only Americans puffed out their chests and felt proud of it.

Our Ms. Field speaks English, French, German, Italian, Russian, Japanese, and Chinese. What language can't she speak?

This is the saint blessed by God! "Uh...ah...good...good..."

The young man calmed down the turmoil in his heart, first bowed to Fujiwara no Kanezane, and said a somewhat confusing "Please forgive me, Your Highness", then bowed deeply to Haruta and shouted:

"I'm Sun Baotian, a primary school teacher in Jinzhou! Ms. Field, please seek justice for the people who died in the Lushun tragedy!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the young people were confused, the old people frowned slightly, and almost all the Japanese present turned pale in an instant.

not good!

This matter was brought up as a topic!

At that moment, Kenji Doihara even had the urge to immediately have someone take Sun Baotian away!

Sun Baotian originally thought that Chuntian was so young that he probably didn't know about the Port Arthur Massacre that had shocked the world. Just as he was about to explain, Chuntian smoothly took over his words:

"Are you referring to the massacre committed by the Japanese army after they captured Port Arthur in Northeast China on November 21, 1894?"

Now, the faces of the Japanese present were no longer just "pale", but "panicked".

If Ms. Field hadn't heard of the "Port Arthur Massacre," there might still be room for reversal, but now that the matter has been exposed publicly, it's difficult to handle!

But now, who can stop it? Who dares to stop it? That's the President of the United States!

Didn’t you see that His Majesty Hachiman-no-Miya was so embarrassed that he couldn’t speak! The Japanese were put under a silencing spell.

Sun Baotian was surprised, happy, and sad. He said, "Yes, I didn't expect you to know that!"

"Yes, I know. It was a tragedy and atrocity that happened 40 years ago. My father once told me how the Japanese soldiers back then..."

Haruta solemnly introduced this horrific massacre to everyone, causing those young Americans who had never heard of it to clench their fists. The good impression they had of the Japanese in the past two days instantly disappeared.

Although most of them had heard of similar and even more cruel things that their fathers and grandfathers had done to the Indians, they had forgotten all of this at the moment.

"...This incident was world-famous at the end of the last century... But what do you mean by 'seeking justice for the people of Lushun'?"

As soon as these words were spoken, both Americans and Japanese became nervous.

Could this guy be dreaming that the United States would send troops to attack Japan to avenge the Chinese?

Although they are all young people, they are not that "young".

In this situation, if the other party made such a request, Ms. Field would be very embarrassed!

In an instant, they felt bad for Sun Baotian again. Not to mention the many Japanese present.

Who can guarantee that Ms. Field will not be forced to "reconsider" the relationship between the United States and Japan under pressure from public opinion?

It took so much effort... Damn Chinese!

However, Sun Baotian shook his head and shouted:

"No, Ms. Field, I won't make such an excessive request. I just want to tell you that the Japanese are lying! The number of Chinese people they massacred in Port Arthur was more than the 10800 they announced!"

The scene was silent and no one found it strange.

In fact, anyone who knows a little about that period of history knows that the Japanese must be lying.

After all, the Port Arthur Massacre was reported by many journalists and media from the very beginning, causing an uproar in public opinion around the world. The American Le Monde and the British Times and Standard even directly stated:

"Japan is disguised as a civilized nation, but in reality it is a monster of barbaric bones!"

"When people learned the details of the incident, they were all horrified, heartbroken, and angry about the atrocities in the Far East!"

The whole world is cursing.

Under pressure from various countries, the Japanese reluctantly announced the number "10800".

It was released out of necessity, so naturally it cannot be true.

However, these hypocritical politicians in the West only want Japan to take an attitude to appease domestic public opinion and improve their own image. Apart from a small number of people with real conscience, who will seriously investigate?

It is impossible for these conscientious journalists, media outlets or individual writers to break through the layers of obstruction by the Japanese alone to conduct in-depth investigations and obtain more authentic and comprehensive data.

Therefore, from the Japanese themselves to the British Allen's "Under the Flying Dragon Flag" and the descriptions of American "New York World" reporter Kleeman and others, the number of people massacred ranged from 0 to 2000 to 20000, and so on.

But Sun Baotian has more detailed and reliable data:

"...The Japanese massacred at least 20,000 people in Lushun! At least 20,000! No less!!"

"Nonsense!"

At this point, a Japanese reporter couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted angrily:

"These are all lies! Lies! How could there be 20,000 people in Lushun? Our government..." "Shut up!"

Fujiwara Kanezane grabbed the flowers in his hand and threw them at him, angrily saying: "Idiot! Shut your dog mouth! Let him speak!!"

Seeing the usually gentle and polite Hachiman Palace so angry, the Japanese present were suddenly silent. No one dared to speak anymore. Some of them even figured out the reason why Lord Kanezane was so "out of control":

Ms. Field was already aware of this matter, and now she is being held in public, and she is still stiff-necked and refusing to speak, which will only further damage Japan's image!

Just like the "918 Incident" and the "Manchukuo Establishment Ceremony Bombing"—every time it was the Army that made the mistake, and His Highness Kanezane had to clean up the mess. Who wouldn't be annoyed by this after so many times?

And this was done in front of the President of the United States, who held His Majesty Kanezane in high regard, at a critical juncture when Japan-US relations were finally starting to improve!

This Sun Baotian deserves to die, and those army idiots deserve to die even more! "I have evidence!"

Sun Baotian immediately pulled the old man next to him over:

"He is Bao Shaowu, the corpse bearer back then! There were 36 corpse bearers back then! Anyone who is still alive can testify!"

As if anticipating the rebuttal to the claim that "the Chinese directed and performed this themselves," Sun Baotian pointed to the box being carried by the soldiers.

"Inside that is all the evidence I've collected since last year! It proves that forty years ago, over 18000 bodies were burned in Yanghuagou alone! The ashes were all buried in the eastern foothills of Baiyu Mountain!"

"I have plenty of evidence!"

"For example, the total population of Lushun was recorded in the Lushun Newsletter by Sugiyama Toyokichi, a special correspondent for the Japanese newspaper Mancho-bo: At that time, there were about 4000 households in Lushun, with a population of about 20000...Observations... exceeded 25000..."

"For example, 'The Japanese Army Massacre' and 'The Port Arthur Massacre' by Kleeman, a special correspondent for the American newspaper Le Monde..."

"For example, British jurist Holland's "International Public Law Concerning the Sino-Japanese War"..."

"For example, The Times and The Standard..." "For example..."

When Sun Baotian simply dictated various records and the reporters next to him were frantically taking notes, Chuntian also squatted down and pretended to look through a lot of information that she had helped to obtain.

Well, the stuff they sorted out is pretty good. It's worth it for the commander and I to spend so much effort secretly supporting and assisting him. This person is indeed brave, knowledgeable and capable.

Without waiting for Sun Baotian's consent, Chuntian distributed the information to other people at the scene. After seeing the records, everyone was shocked, dismayed, angry or embarrassed.

What is conclusive evidence? This is conclusive evidence.

Many sympathetic eyes were quietly cast towards the prince who had always been known for his benevolence and righteousness in the Northeast.

No matter how well this person does, he can't stop some idiots from constantly sabotaging things, and he can't stop Japan's historical problems in China being too serious...

Some Chinese who had stayed in Northeast China for a long time and had a high opinion of Fujiwara no Kanezane even had the thought, "It's a pity that a gentleman was born in a country of villains."

About ten minutes later, Chuntian stood up again and asked Sun Baotian, who looked righteous and expectant:

“So, what do you want me to do?”

"I sincerely ask you to disseminate this valuable information! Make the truth known to the world! Let the Port Arthur Massacre no longer be concealed!"

"This is what I will definitely do. I will have someone make another copy of this valuable information and send it to the United States for safekeeping."

Haruta agreed without hesitation and asked, "Then, what else do you want to do? Punish the Japanese?" "No, not really."

Sun Baotian denied it:

"I conducted these investigations out of righteous indignation and a desire not to let the truth be buried, but I do not want the Northeast... the Five-Star Eastern Republic to start a war."

As he said this, he bowed with both hands and bowed to Fujiwara Kanezane again:

"Your Highness, I thank you on behalf of all the Chinese people for saving so many people in Northeast China. I am not exposing this matter to embarrass you. You can hold me accountable as you please, but please spare those who helped me."

After hearing this, many people, even many Chinese people, sneered in their hearts.

Pursue?

If His Highness Kanezane has any dignity left in him, he will never pursue the matter if you cause such a scene, quarrel, and pressure.

At least, I won't hold you accountable until the heat of this matter has completely died down. This young man is forcing the palace like this. It seems that there is a master behind him... As expected, Fujiwara Kanezane shook his head.

"Although your actions in this diplomatic setting were somewhat inappropriate, exploring the truth and exposing crimes out of a simple sense of justice is a noble virtue worthy of praise in the Five-Star Eastern Republic. How could I blame you?"

Regardless of whether it was false or insincere, the atmosphere at the scene was much more relaxed after Fujiwara Kanezane's statement.

At least Ms. Field is no longer sullen:

"So, Mr. Fujiwara, how do you plan to deal with this matter?" "It may be difficult for me to come up with a solution on the spot..." "No, there is actually a solution."

"...Please go ahead."

"With military discipline so degraded, it's no longer appropriate for the Japanese army to remain in China, at least not within the borders of the Five-Star Eastern Republic, right?"

On the scene—a cold wind blew.

Forcing the emperor to abdicate, this is definitely forcing the emperor to abdicate.

Unexpectedly, this new American president is so young and beautiful, yet his vision and methods are so experienced and ruthless!

Seize the opportunity to turn the situation in the direction that is favorable to the United States!

For a moment, many people even wondered if this Sun Baotian was an American.

But on second thought, it seems impossible.