After leaving the banquet hall, before he could reach the kitchen door, Zhan Changlin felt dizzy and nauseous.

So awesome?

"Brother..." Zhan Changlin stumbled and held the wall, shouting at the top of his throat.

Hearing his brother's scream, Zhan Changbing shivered in fear, threw down the fried spoon and ran out.

"Accidentally, I sucked in a little...water..." Zhan Changlin said angrily.

Zhan Changbing hurriedly brought the bucket.

After filling two large spoons of cold water, Zhan Changlin vomited wildly in his throat.

The poison must have not been in his stomach. Zhan Changlin knew very well that he was going to wash his nose.

Sure enough, the water column was sprayed out from his nose. After coughing for a while, Zhan Changlin felt a little relieved.

Feeling the stinging pain from the nose, Zhan Changlin was secretly frightened.

Is it really bloody?

When I was sure, I accidentally sucked in some of it.

But that's how many of that can almost kill him?

You can imagine how powerful this poison is.

But my illness may be a blessing in disguise.

With the help of Zhan Changbing, Zhan Changlin washed his head and face well.

"It seems that it's okay..." Zhan Changlin wiped his face away and shook his head. He felt much more comfortable, "Please help me out..."

Zhan Changbing naturally knew what his younger brother was thinking.

"I can't get out without Chuanshan's command!" Zhan Changbing shook his head.

"How can you know if you don't give it a try?" Zhan Changlin said again.

"Are you confused?" Zhan Changbing cursed, "If I ran away on an excuse, the Japanese would be too late and they would know that something was wrong..."

Zhan Changlin was shocked.'

Yes, am I confused by poison?

Before the banquet started, the master who was in charge suddenly ran away. Didn’t he tell the Japanese people openly that something went wrong?

What's more, there are several poisons that need to be put in when Zhan Changbing cooks.

"Then I'll go by myself!" Zhan Changlin breathed, "I can't ride a bicycle anymore, I can only call a rickshaw..."

At this time, how can I take care of the bicycle?

Zhan Changbing whispered a few words and watched Zhan Changlin walk out of the door.

Chuanshan had already explained to the military police guarding the gate. He knew that Zhan Changlin would get off work early to see a doctor, so he let him go without asking.

"Old Zhan, Zhan Changbing..."

Seeing that Zhan Changbing hadn't come in for a long time, the chef shouted loudly.

"Here's here..." Zhan Changbing gritted his teeth and turned into the kitchen.

After waiting for a while, Zhan Changlin waited for a rickshaw.

Although I was a little more awake, the tingling sensation in my nose and throat became stronger and stronger.

Zhan Changlin was both excited and worried.

What is excited is that as long as the Japanese officers and traitors drink poisonous wine, they will definitely die.

What I am worried about is whether my brother Zhan Changbing can escape?

...

The sun sets and the sky slowly darkens.

Zhan Changbing squatted outside the kitchen, smoking cigarettes one by one.

Why didn't the seat start yet?

Those guests don’t know about Eme?

I was thinking about it and heard the sound of talking in the distance. Zhan Changbing looked up and saw that he was Chuanshan, the secretary who was responsible for logistics and chores.

"Serve the food!" Chuanshan shouted to the chef.

"Okay!" The chef responded happily.

After serving early, you can get off work early and go home.

A group of chefs followed into the kitchen.

There were six chefs of all sizes, only three tables of meals, and they started preparing two days in advance, so they were naturally orderly.

Zhan Changbing only had two dishes, a salted duck and a sweet and sour dish. They were all cold-spoken. Most of the process had been completed long ago. As long as the juice was poured, it could be served.

It’s not that Zhan Changbing didn’t want to make a few more dishes, but Ambassador Jugong asked that the main dishes should be mainly Japanese delicacies, and Zhan Changbing would not make them.

Zhan Changlin gave him the poison Qian Xinmin gave him.

One is chicken mother bead toxin and the other is ricin toxin.

After loading the plate and serving it on the table, there was nothing left for Zhan Changbing.

After all the cold dishes were put on the table, the chef notified the hot dishes.

Seeing that the other chefs were busy, Zhan Changlin called his apprentice: "Come on, help me..."

Seeing the bucket of water that was about to overflow, the apprentice suffered a bitter face.

My master is good at everything, but he is too diligent.

But he didn't dare to refute, grabbed Tie Er from the wooden barrel and carried it out of the kitchen with Zhan Changbing.

As soon as I left the kitchen, I met Kotaro Fukiyama who came to urge vegetables.

"Why are you doing this? Not cooking anymore?" Chuanshan asked dissatisfied.

"The dishes that the villain is responsible for have been served!" Zhan Changbing replied with a bent over.

After hearing what Zhan Changbing said, Chuanshan's face looked better.

"Go and go back quickly, maybe you have to add more vegetables!" Chuanshan explained again.

"Yes!" Zhan Changbing responded honestly.

After Chuanshan entered the kitchen, Zhan Changlin let out a secret breath.

Fortunately, he did not make excuses such as stomachache or going to the cottage.

Chuanshan has been strictly ordered repeatedly and must be resolved in advance and will not affect the serving.

He greeted his apprentice and walked south with the bucket.

The big bucket of pouring water is in the yard of the embassy, ​​but at the southernmost point, close to the dry toilet.

After all, it is summer, so the slurry is extremely easy to ferment. When it comes out, the taste is better than shit and it doesn’t smell much, so it is naturally as far as you can.

The place where the buckets were placed was right next to the south wall of the embassy. Although the wall was high, Zhan Changbing and Zhan Changlin had already arranged it.

This is the route that the Zhan brothers and Qian Xinmin and Shang Zhensheng studied overnight before discussing.

"You go back first, master, I'll squat for a while..." Zhan Changbing pointed to the toilet next to him.

The apprentice did not doubt that he was walking towards the kitchen with a wooden barrel.

When the apprentice walked away a little, Zhan Changbing hugged and slipped under the wall.

The big wolf dog by the wall looked like Zhan Changbing, and even came over and shook his tail.

"Go!" Zhan Changbing kicked the wolf dog, and the grass beside the big wall fumbled through it, touching a pole more than two meters high.

There are several wooden boards on the pole, and they stand toward the wall to see a simple ladder.

Zhan Changlin stood the ladder into the base of the wall, climbed up quickly, and jumped off the wall.

At this time, Hiroshi Ichima accompanied Kiyomizu Mijiro and others down the main building and walked towards the banquet hall on the first floor...

Fang Buwei knew very well that the Military Control Commission's poisoning plan was launched tonight, so he spent no time listening to the movements of Harada Yoshikami.

Yamada Yoshiki was the major general minister of the Secret Service of the Central China Expeditionary Army. Not only was he one of the representatives who went to Nanjing to express condolences, but he was also the person in charge of Yamada's Anhe.

Of course, he will follow wherever Yoko Yamada is.

When he heard that Yamada Yoko was invited by the Japanese ambassador to Nanjing and was about to go to the embassy to attend the banquet in the evening, Fang Buyu waved his fist in excitement.

History has finally not turned around...
Chapter completed!