Cicada Moving

Chapter 295 Hideaki Miyamoto

The Purple Mountain is extremely quiet at night. Even the bold wild mandarin ducks dare not come here to disturb the heroic spirit of the former president. Except for some animals, no one can be seen in the mountain.

 Today is an exception.

 “Huh, ha.”

A dark figure was wandering around in the woods of Purple Mountain. With no lighting, the man kept bumping into big trees and rocks while walking. However, he kept his mouth tightly closed and did not dare to cry out in pain. The only sound was his heavy breathing.

As time passed, the man walked around in the mountains, going back and forth several places, not knowing what he was looking for. The moon was blocked by a few clouds, and the night became darker.

Although Purple Mountain is not a famous mountain or river, the main peak is more than 400 meters above sea level. The terrain is rugged. In the dark night, when I couldn't see my fingers, I searched for the shadow for half an hour, and finally collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.

"idiot."

The shadow leaned against the tree and cursed. It turned out to be a Japanese. At this time, the wind blew away the clouds and the moonlight shone on the man's face. It was Miyamoto Hideaki who had made the entire Jinling City uneasy.

Compared with the photos in the profile, Miyamoto Hideaki now lacks the elegance of a diplomat. His sweaty hair sticks to his forehead and looks messy, and his high-end suit has turned into a crumpled dirty cloth.

 Like a refugee fleeing a disaster.

He licked his lips, feeling extremely regretful that he didn't drink more water during the day. He clearly remembered that the spring was not far away. Why hadn't he arrived after walking for so long? Could he have gotten lost?

This made Miyamoto scared and angry. What he was afraid of was that he thought of the legend of the mountain ghost in his hometown in Nara. It seemed that a monster would appear out of the darkness at any time and drag him into the cave to feast.

Angry, why did this tragic fate befall him? The empire needed an excuse to start a war. Why was he abandoned as a victim because he had no backer?

Since the teacher retired, his future in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has come to an end. He was a little depressed at first, but then he got used to it. After all, the deputy consul general in China is a very good position.

Reading books, practicing calligraphy, and spending time with his wife and children every day are equally fun. Just when he was content with the status quo, fate made another huge joke on himself. The empire needed his death.

"idiot!"

Miyamoto Hideaki gritted his teeth and cursed again. This time he was not cursing the rugged mountain road, but his immediate boss, Consul General Sumami Yoshiro in Jinling, that **** bastard.

He clearly remembered that the night before Minister Yoshiaki came to Jinling, he was called to the consular office by Suma Yoshiro. There were also military attachés from the consulate in the room, and the atmosphere was a bit serious.

Seeing him coming in, Suma Yakichiro rolled his gray eyes and said, "Consul Miyamoto, please sit down. I have an important task for you. This is a destiny from Tokyo." **The decision is personally made by His Majesty Tianlu, and it is related to the important strategy of the empire, so the order does not allow refusal and shirk. This is the honor of our consulate. Do you understand, Miyamoto-kun?"

Listening to Sumaya Yoshiro's words, Miyamoto Hideaki's heart skipped a beat. He knew something was not right and wanted to leave. However, looking at the military attache beside him who was eyeing him eagerly, he could only sit down obediently.

The military attache has already put his hand into his gun bag. These army troops are all lunatics. If he refuses the order from the Locust, this guy will definitely shoot himself to death on the spot. They are a bunch of pathetic idiots.

 He sat down, but in order to show resistance, he raised his neck and looked at the light bulb above his head. Anyway, he and Suma Yajiro were both consuls. If he wanted to punish himself, he would have to issue an order from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

As for what the other party said about locusts and Tokyo, just listen to it as a story. After working in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for so many years, he has heard too many high-sounding nonsense, but unfortunately there is no truth.

Suma Yakichiro seemed not to notice his rebelliousness and squinted his eyes: "Miyamoto-kun, you know that the empire is helping some Chinese people and hopes to complete the plan of North China's autonomy through them."

kindness?

Miyamoto Hideaki didn’t understand. It was something that happened in North China back then, and the consulates in Peking and Tianjin were responsible for any tasks. It was really inexplicable what the relationship between the Jinling consulate and himself was.

He said lazily: "Yes, not only do I know about this, but even the Chinese know about it. Do I need to go to North China to take charge of this work? Sorry, I have no interest in this kind of work."

 “Haha, Miyamoto-kun is so funny.”

Yoshiro Sumaya laughed out loud: "This has nothing to do with us. I'm just telling you that in East China, the empire also has a plan. If successful, we will completely occupy this country."

Miyamoto Hideaki frowned when he heard the other party's harsh laughter. He knew that the people in the Jinling Consulate looked down on him, but what could be done? He was a professional diplomat, not a professional spy.

 But now the empire's diplomatic work is all related to intelligence work. Many diplomats who don't even know foreign languages ​​know nothing about international forms, negotiation and mediation other than murder and arson.

He is only good at these "authentic" diplomat skills, and naturally makes mistakes from time to time. However, East China also has a plan to completely occupy the Republic of China. Miyamoto Hideaki wants to laugh. Does he know how big the Republic of China is?

He said with a hint of contempt: "Your Excellency, Consul, didn't Central University teach you geography? We are in the hinterland of the Republic of China. Even with the help of the navy, they can only operate in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River.

 So how are you going to completely occupy this huge country, relying on your legal documents, if there is nothing else I will go, or please tell me what the empire needs me to do. "

A stern look flashed in Yoshiro Suma's eyes. This arrogant and incompetent waste once again mentioned the school he graduated from, so he stopped talking nonsense, took out a top-secret telegram from the table, and threw it to Miyamoto.

He said angrily: "Okay, Deputy Consul General Miyamoto of Tokyo Imperial University, this is the task you are going to perform. You only have one day to prepare. The time is very tight, so you must execute it as soon as possible." Miyamoto didn't care about his reaction. He was just a poor student at Central University. He slowly raised the telegram and read it. This sight made him feel as if he was struck by lightning, and his hands holding the telegram began to tremble.

After a long time, he raised his head and said: "Why me? There are many suitable candidates in the consulate. Even if a high-level official is needed, wouldn't you, the Consul General, be more suitable, Mr. Suma?"

His voice was a little cold, but no matter who knew that he had been abandoned by his motherland, he would not be able to accept it, not to mention that Miyamoto was a proud man who graduated from Tokyo Imperial University.

Faced with his question, Suma Yakichiro did not explain, but nodded to the military attache next to him and asked him to introduce the specific arrangements of the mission. The military attache smiled slightly and stood in front of Miyamoto.

“Deputy Consul General, His Excellency Youji will leave from Jinling tomorrow. The consulate will send someone to see you off. You can get off the bus on the way, hide your tracks and go to Yanziji or Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, and choose an opportunity to be loyal to His Majesty Tianchu.

 You will not have any belongings or items on your body at that time. There are specific plans here, including the way of your death, the specific places where you fell into the water and the cliff, and the traces you need to leave at the scene. "

The military attache introduced everything in detail, arranging Miyamoto Hideaki's death clearly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with Miyamoto, while observing Miyamoto's expression while talking.

Miyamoto Hideaki's mind was a little confused. Everyone wanted him dead. The cabinet, the military, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs used his life to create a reason for war. This is so absurd and ridiculous.

 He immediately stood up and retorted: "That's not fair, my teacher."

Before he could finish speaking, the military attaché pushed him back onto the stool. Sumaya Yoshiro said secretly: "Your teacher has agreed to the plan. This is not a personal matter, but a matter of imperial interest."

Miyamoto-kun, this is an honor for you and your family. When the time is right, we will make your brave deeds public. Your lady and your children will be proud of you. Please. "

Miyamoto Hideaki's eyes widened. He heard it. Sumaya Yoshiro sounded nice, but he was actually threatening him, using his family to threaten him. If he didn't agree, his wife and children would be punished.

He knew the empire's punishment for traitors and what might happen to his wife and children. Just thinking about it made him shiver. It was not a pain that humans could bear, and life was definitely worse than death.

Looking at his uncertain expression, Suma Yoshiro said meaningfully: "Don't worry, after you die, I will take good care of Kiyoko and the children for you. Please Miyamoto-kun, please complete the task."

Miyamoto Hideaki clenched his hands tightly, and his nails pricked his palms. He looked at the proud Suma Yajiro, then at the military attache with a cold look on his face, and then thought about his beautiful wife and lovely children.

 Finally, he lowered his head.

“Hai, I will complete the task as ordered, please don’t worry.”

“Haha, Miyamoto-kun is indeed a warrior of the Locust. Let’s discuss the plan.”

Suma Yakichiro's face was full of smiles. Even if he graduated from Imperial University, it didn't matter. He was treated as a scapegoat and committed suicide. Once Miyamoto died, the Empire could declare war on the Chinese.

 “Ouch~”

 “Ouch~”

The sound of unknown animals in the distance woke Miyamoto Hideaki out of his memories. He tightened his suit, shivered, and walked slowly towards the temporary residence with strong support on his weak body.

 He doesn’t want to die.

I don’t know how long it took, but he crawled into a small cave in the dark. This was where he slept for the past two days. Although the stones on the ground were a bit harsh, he finally didn’t need to use the sky as a cover and the earth as a bed.

Miyamoto huddled on the ground and slowly remembered the scene on the day he disappeared. The consulate was bustling with activity, and everyone gathered around Ambassador Yoshiaki with a humble smile on his face.

He also wanted to get closer, but the military attache looked at him with sharp eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person. As for the staff of the consulate, they never paid attention to him as the deputy consul general.

For example, now, they look at him with pitiful eyes. Even the lowest clerk has this expression. Although these people don't know the plan, they still know how to flatter others and suppress others.

For a moment, Miyamoto Hideaki really wanted to shout that I quit, but Yakichiro Suma glanced at him with a smile at the right time, which was like a bucket of cold water poured on his head, making him calm down instantly.

After Yoshiaki met with the consulate staff, he happened to see Miyamoto Hideaki standing aside. He thought for a moment and gave up the idea of ​​shaking hands with him. Shaking hands with a dying person was too unlucky.

Immediately, everyone got into the car and drove out of the consulate in a hurry. Miyamoto was the only one standing in the deserted compound. Thinking of this scene, Miyamoto Hideaki in the cave burst into tears.

 (End of this chapter)