The Imperial Palace was originally a very sacred place in Tokyo, where the environment is elegant, delicate and delicate, and because of the addition of the mystery of the imperial family, it has become a sacred place in the hearts of the Japanese. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After Qin Haoge originally advocated changing the Imperial Palace to the seat of the Japanese National Assembly, the mystery of the Imperial Palace gradually faded, and the surrounding area of the Imperial Palace began to slowly become noisy.

After leaving the Imperial Palace and crossing the double bridge over the moat, this side of the river was originally the Imperial Garden, and the other side of the river was a separation zone, but now the Imperial Garden has become a free and open parliament park, and the separation zone on the other side has become a bustling news street.

News Street, like his name, is made up of countless news organizations, from Japan's Asahi Shimbun to Lan Fang's Mainichi Shimbun, to The Times in the United Kingdom, and The New York Times in the United States.

The appearance of News Street is normal, because it is close enough to the parliament that it is the most convenient place to get all kinds of breaking news, and at the same time, many newspapers are gathered together, which is also conducive to mutual communication, after all, each newspaper focuses on different aspects, and many times the news that this newspaper does not look at is put on the front page of the other headline.

Randall Vanney, the director of the Tokyo news agency of The Times, has been very busy in recent days, because of the ongoing "clean-up operation" in Tokyo, Randall Vanney has never lacked news materials, and more than a dozen reporters in the news agency have been urged by Randall vanney like mules to find the information Randall vanney wants from all corners of Tokyo every day, and then summarize it here by Randall vanney and turn it into a newsletter to send to the headquarters of The Times in London.

In a two-story building at the easternmost end of News Street, even though it was on the far edge of News Street, Randall Vanney opened a back door in the small building, and many people who were not seen in public would enter and exit through the back door to provide Randall Vanney with all sorts of secrets.

Randall Vanney arrived at the office early in the morning, ready to greet a big man here.

The person who is coming today is called Koyama Hengyou, this is a grassroots civil affairs official in the former Japanese government, after the establishment of the Japanese National Assembly, Koyama Hengyu served as a recorder in the National Assembly, every time the National Assembly meets will be recorded by Koyama Hengyou, Randall Vanney spent a lot of money to get Koyama Hengyou to agree to the interview, after the visit, Koyama Hengyou will take the British passport and pounds sterling given to him by Randall van Nistelrooy, go to London to start his new life.

"Henry, prepare me the best coffee, and remember to check that damn tape recorder so that it doesn't strike like the last one, and besides I don't see anyone this morning, and when my guests come, lock the iron door of the stairwell, and anyone else will come up and disturb me." When he went upstairs, Randall Vanney was in high spirits, and a series of orders came out of his mouth, and before he could finish speaking, he had already gone up to the second floor.

"Yes, sir." Henry, who was at the reception desk at the entrance of the gate, rolled his eyes at Randall Vanney's back, and his voice was a little perfunctory.

Randall Vanney didn't notice Henry's abnormality, his mind was on the upcoming Tsuneyo Koyama, and when he walked into the office, Randall Henry proudly told himself that he must make a big news this time, and then apply to leave this damn place, maybe return to the headquarters, and Randall Vanney can compete for the position of editor-in-chief.

The thought made Randall Vanney's heart burn with fire.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Randall Vanney went downstairs to greet Tsunetomo Koyama, who had arrived on time, at the back door.

Koyama Hengyou is very cautious, although it is winter, Koyama Hengyou is really wearing a bit much, a half-new military coat, a thick leather hat on his head, and a scarf wrapped around his face.

When entering the door, Randall Fanny keenly noticed that Koyama Hengyou's figure was a little taller and fatter than usual, and Randall Fanny knew in his heart that Koyama Hengyu was wearing heightened shoes, and clothes were specially added to his coat.

That's fine, even if it's an acquaintance, it is estimated that he won't be able to recognize it when he sees the current Xiaoshan Hengyou.

"Why do you insist on being in this place? There are many people here, and they must be under special attention, and those mongrels in the headquarters must be watching this place day and night, and it is a bigger risk to meet here. "Tsunetomo Koyama, who met Randall Vanney, was not without complaints.

"My dear friend, this is the safest place, at least here, we don't have to worry about our words being eavesdropped, and in a little while, you are an upright Englishman, and you will be protected by the British Empire, even if someone notices you, what can they do to you?" Randall Vanney thinks there is nothing wrong with his arrangement, if not seamless, at least no worries.

"You're always like that, it sounds like you're in control, but there are often surprises that happen, and I don't want those accidents to happen to me, so let's end this as soon as possible." Tsunetomo Koyama had already gone up to the second floor with Randall Vanney, and then Henry locked the iron fence of the stairwell.

Back at the front desk, as soon as I put the key in my hand into the drawer, two or three big men broke into the news agency.

"Gentlemen, who are you looking for?" Henry was on business.

"The guy who came in just now-" The strong man in the lead has a pair of small eyes with single eyelids, and he always subconsciously squints when he looks at people, and in this cold weather, it feels like falling into an ice cellar: "Who is he?" Where is it now? What are you going to do? ”

The strong man inadvertently unbuttoned the black trench coat as he spoke, and the dark green sweater clearly indicated the identity of the strong man.

Green has a special meaning in the East, except for soldiers, no one likes to make clothes out of green, especially men.

The strong man in front of Henry showed his dark green sweater without hesitation, and when he leaned on the reception desk, he could faintly see the holster under his armpit, and a steel name tag hung on the inside of the black trench coat, all of which showed that the identity of this strong man was a member of the stormtrooper who came in for a while, in other words, he was the secret agent under the "Great Demon King".

Girardin's reputation is now known to everyone in Tokyo, whether you like Girardin or don't like Girardin, you have to use the "Great Demon King" to refer to Girardin, which is really appropriate.

"Sir, you are the first guest of the day, and no one has come in before you." Henry flatly denied it, although he was a little nervous, but he was not much afraid, the stormtroopers were enough to deter ordinary Tokyoite, but Henry was not Japanese, but an Englishman with immunity, so Henry was not very afraid.

Diplomatic immunity, this is a word full of colonial superiority, only the colonial suzerainty will have this right in the colony, although Japan is not a British colony, but the British still have diplomatic immunity in Japan, which is one of the conditions for Lanfang to obtain the Japanese trusteeship.

"Listen, don't lie to me, maybe I can't throw you into a concentration camp, but I have a hundred ways to make it difficult for you to move an inch, you have to believe in the ability of the Lanfang National Security Agency, we are the legendary 'Di Ting', there are no secrets in front of us, so you better be honest with me." The strong man with a pair of snake eyes stared at Henry, trying to find some clues on Henry's face.

"Di Ting", in the traditional mythology of the Chinese world, is a psychic beast lurking under the Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra, Di Ting can identify all things in the world through listening, especially good at listening to people's hearts. After Giraldin arrived in Japan, he named the newly formed SA "Di Ting", and this name soon spread to Lan Fang, and was affirmed by Gao Hongshi, director of Lan Fang's National Security Bureau.

For these Britons, the SA really has no right to keep them in prison, but if they offend these SA's "local snakes", it is very easy to find some trouble for Henry.

"I'm sorry, sir, I can't help you in this regard, we don't have what you want here, please leave now, otherwise we will report your behavior to the Lanfang Command in Japan, and you will be the first to be in trouble." Henry was still neither arrogant nor humble, and did not back down in the face of the strong man's gaze.

After Henry's words were finished, the air near the reception desk seemed to freeze, and the strong man did not react after listening to it, but his eyes were even more gloomy, and the other two people who were patrolling around as soon as he entered the door also faintly surrounded him, one of his hands had reached under his armpits, as if he would draw a gun in his hand the next moment, and the other person's hand was in the pocket of his trench coat, and the sound of metal chains could be heard, and Henry knew that the man must have a pair of handcuffs in his hand.

Only Henry himself knew that although the righteousness of the words was awe-inspiring, under the reception desk, Henry's legs had begun to tremble, and the clothes on his back were already soaked.

Henry has seen a lot of reports about the stormtroopers lately, these stormtroopers are all ruthless guys, what happened in the concentration camp is simply terrible, Henry has decided that he will send a resignation report in a while, whether Randall van Nistelrooy agrees or not, Henry has decided to leave his job, and to leave this terrifying place as soon as possible.

In the frozen air, Henry suddenly heard a terrible howl from upstairs, as if it was not a human voice at all.

"What is this?" A hint of pride flashed in the strong man's eyes, and he pulled his legs and walked in the direction of the stairs.

"No, no, sir, you can't go up—" Henry immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"Hehe, now I suspect there's something unknown going on up there, so you'd better stay here." The brawny man winked, and one of the stormtroopers immediately grabbed Henry.

In front of the iron fence gate, where Randall Vanney had high hopes, the strong man took a small piece of wire from his coat pocket, and in no more than five seconds, the iron lock that had been closed just now was opened.

"Mr. Randall—" Henry tried to shout, but was knocked unconscious by a punch.

Diplomatic immunity may be immunity from criminal responsibility, but it is not immunity from physical suffering.