nucmednet Chapter 445: The Conspiracy with Fuso Liuwan Island
Chapter 445: The Conspiracy with Fuso Liuwan Island
At the same time, at one o'clock in the morning in Jian'an City, a middle-aged man with a goatee, black-framed glasses, looking somewhat elegant and dressed like a teacher, came to Huang's house secretly under the guidance of Huang Guangtai's secretary Xiao Jiang to meet with Huang Guangtai.
In the study, Huang Guangtai looked at the teacher Liu Gengmin in front of him, who was timid and did not show any abnormality at all, and asked meaningfully, "Mr. Watanabe from Fusoran Agency?"
Liu Gengmin sat in a chair with a relaxed posture. He took out cigarettes and matches, lit a cigarette for himself, and then slowly said in the smoke: "President Huang, I am Watanabe Haraharu from Fuso Teran Agency."
At the same time, at one o'clock in the morning in Jian'an City, the night was dark and everything was silent.
In the quiet night, a middle-aged man with a goatee and black-framed glasses quietly appeared in front of the Huang residence. He was dressed like a teacher, elegant and calm, looking inconspicuous, but revealing a unique temperament.
Under the guidance of Huang Guangtai's secretary Xiao Jiang, the teacher secretly came to the study in Huang's house.
In the study, Huang Guangtai had been waiting for a long time. His eyes fell on Liu Gengmin in front of him, and a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes.
Liu Gengmin didn't seem to notice Huang Guangtai's abnormality. He sat in the chair with a relaxed posture, as if he was used to all this. He took out cigarettes and matches, lit a cigarette skillfully, took a deep breath, and the smoke swirled in the study.
In the smoke, Liu Gengmin spoke slowly, his voice deep and powerful: "President Huang, I am Watanabe Haraharu from the Fusotron Agency."
"I never thought that when your Fuso's spies lurking in China were almost uprooted by the Northern Frontier CIA, there are still people like Mr. Watanabe still lurking in the dark." Huang Guangtai sat upright on the chair in the study, his eyes sharp as torches, staring directly at Liu Gengmin opposite him.
Liu Gengmin smiled slightly, his goatee trembling slightly with the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashing with cunning light under his black-framed glasses. He took a light puff of the cigarette in his hand, and the smoke slowly rose, covering up the expression on his face.
"President Huang, you are too kind." Liu Gengmin's voice was calm and confident. "In our line of work, hiding and disguising are essential skills. Only by truly integrating into the lives of the masses can we complete our mission without being noticed."
Huang Guangtai nodded, and his evaluation of Liu Gengmin rose a little bit.
He already had all the information about Liu Gengmin. On the surface, Liu Gengmin was a teacher who came to Jian'an City from the southwest and taught at Huimin Academy for more than ten years. He was low-key and modest, never did evil to others, lived in an old house in the alley of Jian'an City, had a good relationship with his neighbors, and was a good man in the eyes of everyone.
However, such a seemingly ordinary and honest man turned out to be a spy hidden in China by Fusang. Huang Guangtai had to admire Liu Gengmin's ability to disguise and hide.
"After Dai Yuhong contacted the Fuso top brass, you arrived as promised." Huang Guangtai continued, "This is enough to show that you must have a very close connection with Fuso."
Liu Gengmin smiled slightly and did not deny Huang Guangtai's words.
The atmosphere in the study room became tense and silent again. Huang Guangtai and Liu Gengmin did not speak again, but just sat quietly, as if waiting for something. The smoke slowly dissipated in the study room, and time seemed to become particularly long at this moment.
Finally, it was Huang Guangtai who broke the silence. He took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "Mr. Watanabe, your arrival has shown me Fuso's sincerity. I believe that as long as we can work together, we will be able to achieve our common goal."
Watanabe Haraji's face was calm, like a tranquil lake, without a single ripple. He shook his head slightly and said, "President Huang, forgive me for being blunt, but the current Southern Government is truly on the edge of a cliff and could fall into the abyss at any time, with no chance of recovery."
His words were like cold arrows that pierced Huang Guangtai's heart. Huang Guangtai's face suddenly became gloomy, as if the sky was about to be stormed. He clenched his fists and tried to restrain the anger in his heart.
Watanabe Haraji continued, "Your Southern Government is already at an absolute disadvantage in the war for the unification of the North and the South. Under such circumstances, I really can't think of any reason for us in Fuso to cooperate with the Southern Government."
His tone revealed a kind of contempt and disdain, as if he was mocking the incompetence of the Southern Government. Huang Guangtai's anger was burning more and more, but he remained calm. He knew that he could not lose his mind at this time.
Watanabe Haraharu hadn't finished his words yet. He continued, "Even if we in Fuso agree to provide military support to the Southern Government, it will probably be difficult to stop the Northern Frontier's troops. Objectively speaking, the Northern Frontier's army has become the best in Asia. We in Fuso will not easily repeat the same mistake and go to war with the Northern Frontier on this land."
His words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Huang Guangtai's heart hard. Huang Guangtai's face had turned livid. He knew that although Watanabe Haraji's words were harsh, they were true. The Southern Government did seem weak and fragile in the face of the powerful Northern Frontier.
He raised his head, looked directly into Watanabe Haraji's eyes, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Watanabe, I admit that the Southern Government is indeed facing difficulties now. However, this does not mean that we have no ability to fight back. The Southern Country has a huge population and resources. As long as we can unite as one and fight back, the troops from the Northern Frontier may not be able to crush us easily."
Huang Guangtai's words seemed to show Watanabe Haraji the determination and strength of the Southern Government.
He knew that at this time, he needed to make Watanabe Haraharu see the value and potential of the Southern Government before cooperation could be achieved.
Watanabe Haraharu shook his head again and said, "President Huang, give up your unrealistic ideas. At least in this part of China, the Southern Government no longer has the confidence to face the Northern Frontier and Su Zhengyang directly. There is a saying in China that goes, "If you keep the green mountains, you will never worry about lack of firewood." I can give President Huang an idea that can preserve the strength of the Southern Government to the greatest extent and leave you a way out to survive under the huge pressure from the Northern Frontier."
Huang Guangtai showed a thoughtful look and slowly said, "Well, I would like to hear what suggestions Mr. Watanabe can come up with."
Watanabe Haraji slowly took out a carefully drawn map from his arms, gently placed it on the table, and carefully smoothed out the creases. His fingers slid across the map, finally stopping at a certain place, then he raised his head and looked at Huang Guangtai with deep eyes.
"Here," said Watanabe Haraji in a low and magnetic voice, as if carrying some kind of magic, "is the last retreat of the Southern Government!"
Following the guidance of his finger, Huang Guangtai's eyes fell on the place marked "Liuwan Island" on the map.
"Liuwan Island?" Huang Guangtai blurted out, with a bit of confusion and shock in his voice.