Cicada Moving

Chapter 58 Fifty-Eighth Birthday Party

 Early the next morning, Zuo Zhong woke up from his sleep. Why was there so much noise outside? Did he still have any sense of morality? Zuo Zhong got up angrily.

 “What’s going on? What’s going on outside!”

“Brother, there are many reporters outside and many foreigners.”

Zuo Zhong rubbed his eyes, took the telescope from Wu Chunyang and looked outside. Good guy, in just one night, the outside of Liuguo Hotel has changed a lot.

The previous sandbags have been removed, and the military police with live ammunition have become patrollers. The consular officials are well-dressed and accepting interviews, and there is even a pancake seller.

At this time, British Consul Bailondu was briefing reporters on the situation: "According to the information we have received, except for the security personnel of the hotel who have been killed, the lives of other guests are not in danger for the time being."

“Mr. Consul, can you guarantee that the hostage’s life is not in danger?”

“Mr. Bailondu, was it really the result of your country’s communication that the robbers released the hostages yesterday?”

"It is said that the rescue operation failed yesterday and the losses were heavy, right? Please answer Mr. Consul."

Bailondu was furious: "Which newspaper company are you from? I warn you to respect the facts. The injured hostages have been properly treated and their emotions are stable. I will not explain anything else."

When the reporters heard this, they became even more anxious. They surrounded Bai Longdu and continued the interview. The poor consul felt that he was about to suffocate and shouted for help.

Major Vicente quickly sent someone to send Mr. Consul away. These **** reporters are really troublesome. Shouldn’t you condemn the robbers? Does it really matter who releases the hostages?

When the reporters saw Bailongdu running away, they all wrote something in their notebooks. Vicente took a curious look at it, which read: The British consul guarantees the safety of the hostages to the whole world, and will not explain the release of some hostages by the robbers. .

Vicente opened his mouth wide. Did Mr. Consul just say that? Have it? Why can't he remember? Mr. Major thinks he has lost his memory.

The consuls didn’t say anything, but the reporters had a way and rushed to interview the soldiers and police officers, even the passing neighbors.

“Sir, what did you see here yesterday? We are reporters from the Post. If you are willing to reveal some secrets to us, you can get a reward.”

"Oh, I am indeed here, am I paid? Then let us find a place where my superiors cannot see me. You know how rigid they are."

"Did you set up a stall here yesterday? What happened here yesterday? Did the army fail to rescue? Was the car wreckage caused by gangsters?"

 “You get a set of pancakes.”

 “Um, okay, two sets of pancakes.”

"Sir, let me tell you, little Japan just ran to the car, took something out from behind his **** and threw it out. Then there was a loud bang and he was all dead. It was full of smoke and scary to death."

 The reporters left one after another with the witnesses. No one could stop them from exposing the news. They are fearless freedom fighters and citizens with high conscience.

 Chen Gongshu shook off the entanglement of an American reporter and left the embassy area in despair. Just now he saw the black charcoal remains at the entrance of the hotel and the corpses on the ground. Oh my god, it was scary.

Zuo Zhong told him that Zhang Jingyao was at the Liuguo Hotel and asked him for a lot of dangerous goods and information about the Northeast region. Although he didn't know why, he still gave it to him.

He heard about the Liuguo Hotel early in the morning and came to check it out. After reading it, he was shocked.

What a crime, Zuo Chong must have done this. Chen Gongshu was very sure, because the layout of the explosive sites and the timing of the detonation were exactly according to the Secret Service textbooks.

What exactly did Wangba's Wangba eggs do? Chen Gongxuan's tears were almost overwhelming. This was simply a disaster. He had to report to Deputy Director Zheng, which was too big.

Zuo Zhong didn’t know that Chen Gongshu had already come to the scene. He was thinking about the next move. The hostages also got up and prepared their own breakfast.

At this moment, a cry came from the hostages: "Mom, it's my birthday, I need a cake."

Zuo Zhong was confused. Is there really someone who is not afraid of death? He walked over and found the smart little girl looking at her mother with tears in her eyes.

“What’s going on? Madam, do you need help?”

“Mr. Robber, it’s my daughter. Today is her birthday, so she wants a birthday cake.”

 The little girl’s mother heard Zuo Zhong’s inquiry and told the reason in a panic. She really didn't know what to say about her daughter's boldness.

Zuo Chong's eyes lit up: "Madam, this request can be fulfilled. How can there be no cake for the birthday? Not only will there be a cake, but we will also hold a birthday party for this beautiful lady."

The little girl was very happy after hearing this. Mr. Robber is indeed a good person. She made a ladylike gesture to the left: "Thank you, Mr. Robber. You are welcome to come to my birthday party."

 Zuo Zhong performed a knight's salute: "My honor, may I ask your name."

　　The little girl said proudly: "Ima, my name is Imma, today is my ninth birthday."

Zuo Zhong stood up and announced loudly: "Let's take action and arrange a perfect birthday party for Miss Imma."

The hostages were stunned, how could this robber leader suddenly have an idea? Now that they are being kidnapped, is it really appropriate to have such a grand birthday party?

 Keren had to lower his head under the eaves. The men began to tidy up the messy ground, but the ladies were very excited. This was really exciting. Zuo Zhong walked to the window, looked outside with a mysterious smile, and a big drama began!

 A man in black came over: "Brother, are we really going to do this? What's the point of this?"

 This is Gui Youguang. He simply cannot understand why Zuo Zhong would do this. The most important thing now is how to evacuate, not how to hold a birthday party.

Zuo Zhong looked forward: "This is a show. Do you know what a show is? It means performance. Now we have to create hot spots one by one to satisfy the curiosity and curiosity of reporters outside."

 Gui Youguang still doesn’t understand: “Does this make sense?”

Zuo Zhong laughed: "You don't have to understand, don't worry, I know what's going on. Now I need to go out and be interviewed."

While everyone was stunned, Zuo readjusted his clothes, put down his weapon and walked out.

“Hurry up, someone comes out again, wearing black clothes and covering his face. He is the leader of the group of robbers. Take a photo and send it to the press immediately.” The reporters were excited.

"Gendarmes! Where are the gendarmes? Let them protect us." These were the consulate officials with frightened faces.

Zuo Zhong approached step by step, and the crowd slowly stopped making noise. Their hearts beat with his steps. Even the military police and patrolmen opened their eyes and looked at him in horror.

Zuo Zhong slowly walked to the crowd and spread his hands to the silent crowd: "Journalists, don't you welcome me? I risked my life to be interviewed by you."

The reporters suddenly burst into laughter. They didn't expect that the robber leader was so arrogant. He dared to come out alone and accept an interview openly. Isn't this the explosive news they wanted?

“Is your organization called the Northeastern Republican Army?”

“Mr. Robber, please tell me if the hostages are safe and when they will be released.”

“You have killed so many people, don’t you feel a little bit guilty? They are all living beings.”

"Mr. Robber, do you have any plans to publish an autobiography? If necessary, our Evening News will provide you with the most generous remuneration."

Zuo Zhong listened to the random questions and made a silence gesture. The reporters could only stop asking. Everyone was waiting for the robbers' answers. They had too many questions in their minds.

“Yes, we are the Northeastern Republican Army, and the hostages are very safe now. They can be released at any time as long as they meet our requirements.

Most of those corpses are people from Japan's special higher education courses. As for why they appear there, I don't know. You should ask the Japanese. "

Zuo Zhong finished replying and clicked on the reporter on the far left: "Please come one by one now, otherwise there are so many of you and I really can't hear you clearly, okay?"

The reporter who was named looked excited: "I am a reporter from the Post. I would like to ask if you have released some injured hostages. What did you think about it?"

Zuo Zhong looked surprised: "Isn't this what it should be? Even on the battlefield, injured prisoners have the right to receive treatment, but we are unable to provide necessary medical services and can only let them go."

 Well, the reporter who asked the question didn’t know what to say. Could it be that he was going to say: You are a brutal robber. You should not release the hostages like this. You should let them die slowly.

"Next."

“Mr. Robber, what is your request and why do you want to kidnap those innocent people?”

“Our appeal is to hope that the reporters here today will announce the crimes of the Japanese to the world. Yes, we kidnapped those innocent people, but we have no choice because of your selective blindness.”

"Next."

“It is said that you danced at the hijacking scene. Do you have any mental illness?”

"Next!"

"Aren't you afraid of the army outside? Even if your demands are met, how can you and your men leave?"

“I have placed dangerous goods at all entrances and exits, and there are also some cute little things on the supports throughout the hotel. When our requirements are met, we will be at ease.”

Major Vicente looked at the masked man talking and his teeth itched with anger. Brutal bastard, when he said this, he was threatening anyone who dared to rescue the hostages.

Zuo Zhong roughly responded to the reporters’ questions, and then clapped his hands: “Journalists, in addition to being interviewed by you, I also have a special invitation.”

No one knows what is going on. Invitation, what kind of invitation?

“Tonight there will be a birthday banquet at the Six Nations Hotel. The host of the banquet is the beautiful Miss Imma. Today is her ninth birthday. I invite all journalists to come to the banquet at seven o’clock in the evening.”

Zuo Zhong was very polite, and then looked at the consulate official and said: "So, before six o'clock in the evening, I want to get the most beautiful cake in Beiping City. Do you have any opinions?"

 Journalists, officials, gendarmes, policemen, and the general public were dumbfounded.

 (End of this chapter)