Shen Zhenghui was finally kicked out of the bedroom by Mitsumi Fukuda, he returned to his room with a stomach full of complaints, and when he saw a room of people in black playing poker, Shen Zhenghui felt a little embarrassed.

Liu Xin was still sleeping soundly, and he didn't wake up halfway, and when Shen Zhenghui took off his clothes and lay on the bed, Liu Xin still wrapped up like an octopus.

Shen Zhenghui fell asleep in such entanglement, completely unaware that the outside world had turned the world upside down.

Thanks to the development of the media and the freedom of the press, on the same night, Japan's major television stations reported on the shooting outside Tianxin Pavilion. Because of the large number of witnesses at the scene, and the shooting was exciting and tragic enough, the TV station temporarily added news reports and commentary programs that night to detonate the ratings.

The Japanese are curious and worried about Japan's safety.

Based on the probe footage and scene at the scene, professionals determined that it was a Barrett sniper rifle that was used for sniping. Except for a few specialized departments in Japan, it is impossible for other departments to hold this kind of sniper rifle, and it is impossible for the people to keep it.

From this, experts deduced that the sniper was likely to come from abroad, the firearms were smuggled into Japan from abroad, and the sniper was likely to be a professional killer with a background in an international criminal organization.

The expert's irresponsible speculation may be the truth of the matter, and at the same time, his speculation has also attracted the curiosity of the Japanese audience.

The Japanese police's lack of discipline allows them to retain a trace of the bottom line, at least they did not disclose the identity of the sniper, and TV stations have replaced Shen Zhenghui with the big man S.

But if you read the report, you will know that the police and the media are still limited. According to the report, Mr. S and two female friends dined in Tianxin Pavilion, they used Miss F and Miss L to refer to Mitsumi Fukuda and Liu Xin, the media said that Miss F also brought a baby and a nanny, and then began to make up the description that Miss F and Miss L are friends, Miss L is dating Mr. S, but this time Miss F appeared with her daughter, claiming to be Mr. S's flesh and blood, so Miss L was hit hard and immediately left the restaurant, and Mr. S followed and chased out. Shooting followed.

The whole story is told eloquently. The fragrance is abnormal, it is estimated that the waiters of Tianxin Pavilion have been bought, so the media can write such a sound report, and Shen Zhenghui naturally can't jump out and say that he wants to hold the media and Tianxin Pavilion responsible. Isn't this the equivalent of not recruiting yourself?

Nature. Mitsumi Fukuda and Liu Xin are even less likely to stand up and say that reporters and TV stations are talking nonsense. For a while, the TV station spread the story it made up as the truth, and the police ignored it as long as it didn't involve itself. And so for a while. The love triangle story became the focus of gossip magazines and television broadcasts, and the topic of how unscrupulous snipers and how dangerous the Barrett sniper rifle was was instead obscured. With a dark mind, this may be the effect that the Japanese government and the Japanese police want. In the end, the media continued to break the news that Miss F was a rich child and very wealthy, and did not rule out the possibility that Mr. S was bought for murder because he was jealous of playing with women. The Japanese masses can't help but say, "If this guy hadn't messed around, he wouldn't have been hated, and there wouldn't have been a killer who came into Japan to cause such a terrible thing as a sniper incident." ”

It took several days for Shen Zhenghui to realize that Liu Xin's feelings had obviously eased greatly after the shooting. Even her relationship with Mitsumi Fukuda was repaired. For several days, Liu Xin lived in Futian Mitsumi's house, and when Shen Zhenghui came back after work, he could see her chatting happily with Fukuda Mitsumi, and even Liu Xin took care of Ling as carefully as her mother, holding her in the sun.

This kind of thing simply made Shen Zhenghui feel uneasy. The more harmonious Liu Xin's relationship with Fukuda Mitsumi, the more nervous Shen Zhenghui felt, because something unreasonable happened, which showed that there was a common sense reason at work, and he didn't know this effect. The eternal situation is certainly not the static fixation of the temporary situation, and every night, Shen Zhenghui wakes up from his sleep and thinks of the ending of the "good ship". He wanted to ask Mitsumi Fukuda what was going on, but Mitsumi Fukuda would not answer his question directly every time, and her aura of controlling things was much more than Shen Zhenghui's. Shen Zhenghui, who was furious, could only whip Fukuda Mitsumi in the end, which may be her purpose.

Shen Zhenghui learned that the change in the direction of public opinion still relied on Natsumi Horiguchi, who seemed to be the number one loyal dog arranged by Mitsumi Fukuda in the company, after the last incident, Shen Zhenghui was full of deliberate businesslike taste, Shen Zhenghui didn't expect this secretary to remind herself of more things outside of work for the time being, but on this morning, Nazumi Horiguchi sent a stack of work materials, but also put a few magazines and newspapers on top of the work materials.

Shen Zhenghui was very surprised, because this magazine and newspaper knew at a glance that it belonged to a gossip newspaper, probably written specifically for boring housewives and girls who cared about fashion and the entertainment industry, so when Natsumi Horiguchi handed these things to him, he was still a little puzzled.

"What is this?" He asked.

"I think you should take a look." Nazumi Horiguchi did not directly answer Shen Zhenghui's question, "Now that these magazines and newspapers are discussing the Tianxin Pavilion shooting, I think you should understand the current attitude of public opinion towards this matter." ”

Shen Zhenghui was puzzled, but he nodded at Nazumi Horiguchi, "Okay, put it down." He said, "In addition, Miyamoto sent back the table of expenses of the American crew during this time, you can receive the email, and then check the progress of the funds." Shen Zhenghui casually lost a heavy job to Nazumi Horiguchi.

Nazumi Horiguchi was expressionless, but replied yes.

Shen Zhenghui waited until Nazumi Horiguchi walked out, and immediately picked up the top magazine.

It's a rather undisciplined magazine. They used the way of scene reproduction to match the Tianxin Pavilion shooting incident, although the man who came to play Shen Zhenghui is known as a beautiful man, but in the eyes of Shen Zhenghui, he is very girly, Miss F who plays Mitsumi Fukuda looks like an aunt, and Miss L who plays Liu Xin looks like a female student who has aided her, although her appearance is okay, but a mouth and a mouthful of rotten teeth are really unappetizing.

The magazine was extremely bloody, and the subtitles made Shen Zhenghui feel a stomachache, and the performances of the three people were extremely exaggerated. I'm the most handsome in a little sissy. You must all love my mindset and expression. The aunt looks like a maid pretending to be a queen, just waiting for someone to lick her feet, and the schoolgirl looks pretentious, as if she believes in true love. And then he was hurt by true love.

Snipers are like gods who preside over justice. It's a pity that Satan likes little white faces. So Mr. S didn't die. Shen Zhenghui clearly read from this picture that he seemed to be damning for himself.

He was a little shocked, and flipped through several magazines and newspapers in succession, all of which were of much the same direction. They invariably downplayed the practical significance of the matter. and focused on the relationship between men and women, and even helped Shen Zhenghui make up a lot of bohemian deeds, which made Shen Zhenghui feel very uncalm after reading it. Although every report protecting the party did not mention his name, the big S made Shen Zhenghui feel that the report seemed to point to his nose and then splash dirty water on himself.

Shen Zhenghui immediately wanted to call Nazumi Horiguchi, but he immediately suppressed this impulse, and the female secretary was useless at this time. He thought about it for a while, dialed the phone to Fukuda Mitsumi, and the phone rang for a long time before Fukuda Mitsumi's lazy voice came, "Hey? ”

"Mitsumi, have you read this magazine called "Youth New Weekly", ah, not only this magazine, but also other things such as "Tokyo Shimbun", which talks about the shooting I was shot that day."

"Oh......" Mitsumi Fukuda's voice seemed to be lazy dragged out of her body, and she didn't seem to listen to Shen Zhenghui's words at all, but wanted to wake herself up, "Is there anything wrong?" ”

"It's a big question, what is written on it, I don't even know when I became a shame for Japan? Are the Japanese qualified to say that about me? ”

"Ah......" A faint panting voice came from the other side of the phone, and Shen Zhenghui's keen sense of hearing finally played a role.

"What are you doing?" Shen Zhenghui asked with half-squinted eyes.

"Nothing, rest." Mitsumi Fukuda on the other end of the phone yawned.

"I'm so busy in the spring, you're actually at home...... Play ......"

"Don't worry, there's no green on your head."

"Can you listen to me get down to business?" Shen Zhenghui suppressed his anger, "Isn't there anything you can do about such nonsense in the newspaper?" You should be one of the most powerful people in Japan. ”

"That's really embarrassing," Mitsumi Fukuda said lightly, and her coquettish voice seemed to be suppressed by force, "I'm a serious businessman in Japan. ”

"You can really talk nonsense."

"You should master this skill," Mitsumi Fukuda replied, "but I don't think it's a bad thing for them to report in this direction, for us." ”

"It's strange, I can't stand following a dozen people behind me every day, and I am even being watched when I go to the toilet." Shen Zhenghui snorted, "If this continues, I'm going back to China, and I can't stand it anymore and want to go back immediately!" And you'd better be strict when talking to me on the phone, knowing that there are still people in my office now! ”

"I think you'll soon find out what this kind of reporting does." Fukuda Guangmei hung up the phone without waiting for Shen Zhenghui to reply.

Shen Zhenghui yelled at the phone a few times, and fell back to his original position in annoyance.

He thought about it for a moment and was about to pick up the phone again when the phone suddenly rang.

Shen Zhenghui was taken aback and stunned for a moment before picking up the phone.

On the other end of the phone was Natsumi Horiguchi, her tone was calm and did not fluctuate, but what she said surprised Shen Zhenghui, "Mr. Shen, there is a call from the Chinese Embassy, and they hope to meet and chat with you." ”

"Huh? Did they say why? Shen Zhenghui was very surprised.

"The gentleman who called said he had been asked to know how you were doing, and he said if he could. He can come and visit in the afternoon. ”

Shen Zhenghui was stunned for a moment, and Nazumi Horiguchi continued, "I told him that I wanted to ask you for instructions, and the other party said that you can go to the embassy, but considering your recent situation, he said that it would be more convenient for him to visit you." ”

"Did this gentleman say who he was?"

"He said his surname was Sun, and he was the embassy counselor."

Shen Zhenghui licked his lips, a little puzzled why this Mr. Counselor came to visit him, but since people expressed this intention, it was naturally difficult to refuse.

"Okay. You can make an appointment for me. In the afternoon, I was waiting in the office, so please help me prepare a small snack for the reception. ”

Nazumi Horiguchi still has no undulating voice, and she undertook Shen Zhenghui's task.

For a while, Shen Zhenghui had no desire to continue calling, and he shrank in his office. In addition to reading the text in the morning. All I could think about was what to say when I met with Counselor Sun in the afternoon.

Counselor Sun appeared at the door of the Spring Pictures Building at two o'clock in the afternoon. Shen Zhenghui stood not far from the door to greet him, and then shook hands with him. Shen Zhenghui was a little embarrassed and had to explain. "My bodyguards didn't allow me to stand at the door, they were afraid that I would be shot."

"I can understand." Counselor Sun's hands were steady and powerful, and at the same time, his face was also very young, in Shen Zhenghui's opinion, it seemed that he was no more than thirty-five years old.

This seems to be a very promising young man!

Shen Zhenghui led Counselor Sun to visit the interior of the Spring Picture for a while, and then the two of them took the elevator all the way to Shen Zhenghui's office, and a group of black suits surrounded the two people along the way, which seemed very embarrassing. When I got to the office, the black suit door finally stopped staying indoors, but stayed outside. Nazumi Horiguchi served a small snack and tea that had been prepared. Counselor Sun chatted with Shen Zhenghui along the way about the weather, traffic jams in Tokyo and other nonsense, and at this time, the two of them relaxed a little, and waited until Nazumi Horiguchi walked out and closed the door, Counselor Sun ate two biscuits, judging from his expression, there seemed to be no tense diplomatic expression.

"Mr. Sun......" Shen Zhenghui stood up.

"Sun Zhenyu." The other also stood up, and the two shook hands again.

"Shen Zhenghui." Shen Zhenghui also re-reported his name, and the two of them repeated the meeting ceremony again, and then sat down again.

"Okay, I'm not going to be polite." Sun Zhenyu sat down in the most relaxed posture and said, "Mr. Shen, you are the key target we are asked to focus on, and we also know something about what happened to you recently. ”

Shen Zhenghui felt embarrassed, he picked up the magazine on the side, "Do you mean this kind of understanding?" ”

"It's part of the intelligence we've gathered, but you can rest assured that we don't think it's that reliable." Sun Zhenyu smiled, "I believe we know more about how the Japanese do things than you do. ”

Shen Zhenghui breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great, if my reputation spreads back to China, I really feel a little embarrassed." ”

Sun Zhenyu smiled, "Mr. Shen," he continued, "I came this time mainly to ask about your attitude towards this matter. ”

"My attitude?" Shen Zhenghui was a little puzzled.

"Yes, Mr. Shen, you are a member of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, and in your capacity, you are also a well-known person in China, and now that you have been shot in Japan, the Japanese government has not said anything, and I think our government can express a strong protest to the Japanese side through diplomatic channels, protesting that they are so indifferent to the human rights of our Chinese citizens."

"Huh?" Shen Zhenghui felt a little novel about his new identity and new role.

"But whether you want to do this or not, we still have to consult and discuss with you," Sun Zhenyu picked up his teacup, "Because this matter involves your private matter after all, if we protest through diplomatic channels, the news may spread, in this case, the relationship between your identity and this matter will be exposed to the public at once, and we have also observed it for a period of time, and we feel that the current situation seems to be intentional by the Japanese side." ”

"Huh?" Shen Zhenghui frowned and his eyes widened, "You mean me...... That kind of thing, did the Japanese government do it on purpose? ”

"It's just our assumption," Mr. Sun said, "not that it has to be so, but based on the information we've gathered, there's a good possibility." The sensitivity of your identity is a kind of pressure on both China and Japan, and the Japanese side is certainly afraid that we will use this to exert pressure on them, and at the same time, they are also worried that the failure to solve the case will affect Japan's international image. ”

"Is that so?" Shen Zhenghui was thoughtful.

"Yes, as far as we know, the Metropolitan Police Department has been tightened and loosened, and many police officers have been working overtime, but this case seems to be really difficult, and the Japanese side is under a lot of pressure and has to take a variety of measures to move forward at the same time."

"Ah, no one in the Metropolitan Police Department has contacted me for such a long time, and I thought they didn't care about my case at all!"

"Of course not." Sun Zhenyu smiled, "They care about this case very much, but if they can't solve it, they will lose too much face, so during this time, they are very good at being ostriches." ”

For Sun Zhenyu's answer, Shen Zhenghui didn't know what to say, this is politics! (To be continued......)