1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

"It's us, sir, may I ask who is..."

"Oh, my name is Zhang Daniu. Zhang is the Zhang in Zhang Daniu, Da is the Da in Daniuzi's name, and Niu is the Niu in Daniuzi's name."

Mark said gruffly.

""

It seems that he is unwilling to reveal his true identity... Never mind, at least I can get a little more information.

Fan Xudong had traveled extensively over the years and had met countless extraordinary people. This one was no exception, so he immediately skipped the topic.

"Sir, I would like to ask, what is your opinion of T.V. Soong..."

"He wants to seize your Wynn Company, right? Everyone in Nanjing knows it. I've just explained the method."

“!! !”

Fan Xudong suppressed his anger and asked, "What if I don't agree?"

"Mr. Fan, why are you so naive? If you refuse to hand over the company to him, he'll resort to some dirty tricks. Even if he doesn't rob you, he'll just cause you some trouble and you won't be able to bear it."

""

Fan Xudong certainly understood the principle that "the people should not fight against the officials" and knew that what the other party said was true.

"So what do you think I should do?"

"You already have the answer in your mind, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have come here, right?

"...I'd like to hear your opinion."

"I don't have any opinion. Although the CCP still has many shortcomings, it is 10,000 times more reliable than the Nationalist government. If you really want to change this country and make China prosperous and strong, then it would be best to move all your factories here."

"...but I am a capitalist..."

The Constitution of the Soviet Republic had long been made public by the National Government. Many of its contents, especially the sentence "Capitalists have no human rights," really made many people hostile and suspicious of the Chinese Communist Party.

"Do you know Mr. Tan Kah Kee?"

"Have heard a little bit."

"He's investing in Nanchang right now! And the investment is quite substantial." "...I see. Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome. Words alone are not enough to prove what the CCP is like. It's better for you to see it for yourself. But there is one thing I want to remind you."

"What?"

"They're the type to say it upfront. The first offer is the best offer. Think carefully about that."

As he spoke, Mark looked at Hou Debang again:

"Mr. Hou, I heard you're developing a more efficient alkali production method than the current one. I have a small suggestion. Would you be willing to listen?"

- A quarter of an hour later, Fan Hou and the others remained silent for a long time as they watched Mark leave.

"Who...is he?"

"do not know."

Fan Xudong shook his head and said excitedly:

"But since he has pointed us in a direction, let's go and see for ourselves!"

460 World Lines Interweaving

"...Tsk tsk tsk... Commander, you're so willful..."

"You clearly told me not to interfere too much and not to force things, but you're just pimping for them..."

"Oh my, maybe this is the commander's privilege? Oh, how enviable..."

Mark, who was criticized by "Special Agent Matt" for having disclosed the "Hou's Alkali Method" formula to Hou Debang in advance and for "pimping" the CCP, was silent for two seconds. Suddenly, he stretched out his arms and hugged him, trying to change the subject:

"Oh my dear 45, I haven't seen you for a year. You are even more beautiful than ever. You are like a bright gem and the moon in the sky. My heart is so moved. Come and let me hug you and feel your soft body."

"Oh my dear Commander, if you ever speak like that again, I swear I'll kick your ass with my boot."

Despite the sarcasm, UMP45 still hugged Mark. What made her eyebrows raise slightly was that his hand remained on her waist, not sliding down. He just whispered in her ear:

"Thank you for your hard work over the past year."

"Hehe, don't worry, I've already recorded the bill including interest. Please remember to pay it when you have time."

"That might be a bit too much. I can't afford it. Can I pay you with my body?" "Sorry, I have no interest in the Commander's body."

"What? It's clearly not made of steel anymore, yet it's still... poof!"

"You're still as quick as ever in courting death. How reassuring!" UMP45 retracted her fist, wiping it like a knight polishing his sword. She sneered at the man half-kneeling on the ground, clutching his stomach.

"How dare you assault the commander? You must die to atone for your crime! You are a traitor!"

"Oh, the humanoid isn't dead. And are you going to the shooting range?"

"Be careful! I won't vote for you in the Griffin Big Thunder of the Year selection, you bastard!" "It seems like you really want to die, Commander! Bang!"

The agent ignored the antics of this duo, standing quietly by the window. He used an energy shield to block out the sounds in the room while scanning the surroundings with a cloud map. After a while, he reported:

"...Commander, Springfield is 523 meters away." "Hehe, Commander, your beloved woman is here."

At this point, Mark's three most important humanoids are all present.

"commander!"

As soon as Haruta entered, he immediately stepped forward and hugged his commander. He then helped him straighten his clothes, which had been messed up by UMP45. He nodded to the agent and finally greeted UMP45:

"Long time no see, Miss Leia."

"Hmm? Leia Springfield, you remembered it wrongly, didn't you? I do have a human name, but that..."

At this moment, Mark suddenly interrupted:

"Alright, alright, everyone, enough small talk, let's quickly discuss and report on our recent intelligence and work!"

"Ah? Ah... yes..."

UMP45 glanced at Mark in confusion, but seeing that he was determined and Haruta and the agent were already preparing to report, she had no choice but to shut up and listen.

Although humanoids can communicate with each other through long-distance wireless data transmission, some things are better discussed in person.

If all this huge amount of data is transmitted using cloud maps, you can forget about doing anything else. It would be more convenient to communicate face to face or connect directly via a data cable.

"...These are the current active figures in American politics, first and foremost, Roosevelt..."

Haruta's left eye flickered, clearly projecting some of the pictures and videos she had taken up close onto the wall for the other dolls to record.

There is no way. First of all, not all important historical figures have photos and other data archived. People may look and have different personalities when they are young and when they are old.

Secondly, after the world line changed, some previously unimportant and unrecorded figures also jumped onto the political stage. There were also many important historical figures like Hoover who were killed by Springfield. Therefore, a lot of data must be updated in a timely manner, otherwise it will definitely cause jokes and problems.

The most important thing is that the commander is a human being and cannot receive information directly, but he is the most indispensable commander in almost all operations. Only in this way can he analyze and judge more comprehensively and make decisions.

In some ways, humanoids are always inferior to humans.

At this moment, Chuntian's eyes still looked normal on the surface, but if you looked closely, you would find that there were a bunch of "pupils" of different sizes scattered inside the eyeballs.

Those were miniature cameras that could shoot and project images from multiple angles, which would make people with trypophobia feel their scalps tingle, but the effect was that dozens of virtual screens appeared on the wall, playing different content.

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"...Commander, the above is my important data update. Do you have anything to add?"

"No, next one."

Haruta quickly completed his report, and the agent completed the data update in the same way, but when it came to UMP45's turn, things were slightly different;

Seeing that UMP45 was actually planning to use the traditional verbal reporting and cloud image transmission method, Haruta was puzzled.

"Lai... Miss 45, this is very inefficient and not intuitive enough. ...I don't have this function."

"Huh? Impossible? Miss Dandelai should have made this kind of modification to all the dolls. No matter what, she wouldn't have missed you."

"...I don't."

"No, although I don't have much contact with you, but..."

"I do not have."

"

The agent also looked over in confusion, but found that UMP45's tone was not only stiff, but her face was also tense, and that cynical smile had long disappeared.

Seeing this, Mark sighed, knowing that the little fox had noticed something from his attitude just now, and said directly:

"45, if I'm not mistaken, you and the agents, although all from 2082, are not actually from the same universe, or even the same world, right?"

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The agent and Haruta both looked at UMP45 in astonishment, but the latter just stared at Mark:

“When was it discovered?”

"It's been a while." "How did you find out?"

"Hmm... On the one hand, I can infer that Springfield calls you Leia, which suggests you already have a human name. But Little 9 keeps calling you Sister 45. The name conflict just now has proven my suspicion."

Mark scratched his head:

"Besides... how should I put it? Your 404th team gives me a completely different feeling than the agent, the alchemist, and Springfield. You, in particular, seem to have a... deep-seated hatred and resentment towards the four of us?"

UMP45 stared at Mark for a long moment before sighing softly, "I never thought I'd be exposed because of this inexplicable sixth sense of humans. It's truly hard to grasp the Cloud Atlas."

"!! !"

As soon as these words were spoken, the agent and Haruta immediately became more alert. The former even moved his pace slightly, ready for a fight.

Although UMP45 has a new body, it is likely still based on the same Iron-Blooded Humanoid design. These Iron-Blooded Humanoids have a history of rebelling and massacring humans.

What's more, this guy has concealed such an important thing for such a long time, which is really suspicious!

Seeing this, UMP45 sneered:

"Agent, no matter which world you're in, you really are the same! Let me guess, in your world, you almost killed the commander, and then became his loyal dog?"

The agent remained silent, but her body had already quietly activated combat mode, intending to strike first, but Mark slapped her on the butt:

"Okay, my dear Comrade Ma Mei, even if she's hiding something, she's definitely not an enemy, and there's no way she could do anything to me... Wow, it feels really good, clapping..."

"...commander.…"

"Don't worry, I still have this confidence." Mark gently pushed the agent away and waved his hand carelessly:

"45, sit down. Tell me your story? Or rather, tell me the story of your former commander? Of course, you don't have to."

"If I don't tell you, what will be the consequences?"

"Of course there won't be any consequences. Can I still order my agents to kill you?"

"She can do it."

UMP45 glanced at the agent, then at Haruta:

"If the two of them really fight, it wouldn't take them even half a minute to subdue me, let alone kill me."

"Come on! Then Xiao 9 rushed in crying and yelling at me to give her sister 45 back to her?"

Mark sneered:

"Or maybe a little monster rushed in and beat me up? Oh no, I remember you said..."

"Killing one of us means killing all of us... Sorry, that's a lie."

"Yeah, I guess so." Mark nodded without any surprise;

"Since you're here to find me... no, I should say, to find your target, you shouldn't choose a method that will lower your overall success rate."

"The agent said there is such a way."

"Although the agent said yes, she also told me that this approach is too costly. Using it on an elite force like your 404th Squad is obviously not very reasonable. I don't think a cunning little fox like you would choose this."

"...You are indeed too smart."

"Put the compliments aside for now!"

Mark raised his chin in his chair, motioning for UMP45 to sit across from him. "If you want to talk, go ahead. If not, let's discuss how to kill those bastards from the monastery and those Northeastern Jewish idiots who followed Springfield..."

UMP45 was stunned for a moment before cautiously asking, "If I say I don't know, would you believe me?"