Minamida Yoko Must Die

"Mr. Wang, how can you sit here so calmly?"

Iwai Eiichi came over with his attendant and sat beside Wang Yan. Looking at the crowd, which had yet to settle from the panic, he asked this question.

"Are you saying that Wang is usually so afraid of death that, upon suddenly hearing gunshots, I ought to have panicked like them?" Wang Yan chuckled and shook his head. He took a sip of wine, swirling the glass as he said, "Wang has a bit of brains, after all. This is the consulate's territory. These anti-Japanese elements wouldn't dare send many people, nor could they infiltrate that many. Just two or three little strays—what trouble could they cause? Why should I be alarmed?"

"Mr. Wang truly is extraordinary. How ironic this scene is now—you, the coward afraid of death, are as steady as Mount Tai, while those who mocked you are panicking and making complete fools of themselves..."

"We're all the same. It's only that Wang draws too much attention and got put on display." Wang Yan laughed heartily, then asked, "After something like this happened, today's reception certainly can't continue. Mr. Iwai, when may Wang leave?"

"That depends on Section Chief Minamida. Later, we may need to trouble you to cooperate with the investigation again. But don't worry, it will be quick. We'll certainly let you return home early to rest properly."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile and exchanged idle remarks with Iwai Eiichi as he waited for the matter to end so he could go home and sleep.

The Japanese moved quickly. The instant Minamida Yoko heard the gunshots, she had already rushed upstairs with the military police who had stormed in, immediately launching a full search.

But by then, although Cheng Jinyun had posed with a gun in