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Three days later, Victoria Restaurant, private room.

The Yamato officer invited him several times, and the flower squad leader pushed him several times, until Marshal He spoke.

At that time, Marshal He accompanied the Yamato officer to watch the show, and called the flower class leader down to accompany him.

Marshal He is nearly fifty years old. He has some silvery hair sprouting from his temples, but he is in good spirits. He looks at people with sharp eyes, like a hunting bird of prey.

Yamato's army fought without risking their lives. With their participation, the battle was won on the front line.

The Yamato army was small in number, but its equipment was well-equipped. Marshal He purchased a large number of military weapons, and the Yamato officer helped them speak up and gave them a preferential price.

Having tasted the sweetness, Marshal He also treated the Yamato officer with respect and treated him as a guest.

The guest wanted to have a meal with the actor, so Dashuai He naturally responded to his request and called the head teacher to arrange the meal.

The leader of the flower class couldn't shirk it, so he had to accept it. The two of them took a rickshaw there that day.

It had been raining all day, autumn rain and cold. Before going out, the flower class leader saw that He Bensheng was only wearing a thin long coat, so he took his own long windbreaker and put it on him.

The two are of similar height, and their clothes are not out of place.

After putting it on, Leader Hua looked at his lowered eyebrows in a daze.

After a long time, he sighed, raised his hand and touched He Bensheng's soft hair.

The flower class leader is actually a character who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside. In the entertainment field, he is a flower peacock with ease, and he has all kinds of words at his fingertips.

Privately, he has a somewhat world-weary personality.

Maybe he has seen too many dirty things, and he hates it the most when his subordinates secretly do dirty things and stupid things without telling him.

He is a very controlling class leader, and everyone in the class respects and fears him.

He Bensheng grew up by his side and knew his bad temper. He rarely treated him with such tenderness, so He Bensheng raised his eyes to look at him, with a bit of surprise and inquiry in his eyes.

Leader Hua knew that he was going to a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, but he couldn't protect him.

After becoming famous, he rarely felt so powerless.

He knew that he was pushing He Bensheng into the fire pit, but as a low-level actor, he was just for people's entertainment, so there was no human rights.

When someone is holding you up, you are just a corner; when no one is holding you up, you are like the dirt on the street corner.

The restaurant was not far from the theater troupe, but it was raining, not too heavy, but it still got their shoulders wet.

The restaurant was equipped with aromatherapy and heating, so the coat he wore seemed a bit cumbersome. He Bunsheng took it off and hung it on his arm, and followed the blond waiter into the box.

The Yamato officer was very obsessed with He Bensheng and had been waiting in the box early.

Seeing the two men pushing the door open, he diligently asked his adjutant to pull out a chair for them to sit down.

After sitting down, he started talking.

Neither of them understood Japanese, so they had to rely on the translator with a middle parted comb to translate.

The Yamato officer's military rank was Colonel, and the translator called him Colonel Kato.

In Yamato's social customs, people are generally addressed by surname, and Kato is the surname of the Yamato officer.

Colonel is the most senior officer among the Japanese Army's junior officers. His status is equivalent to that of a colonel or major general in other countries' armies. The Japanese Army's Colonel's rank is nominally a school-level officer, with a mid-to-senior military rank, but the troops he actually commands are equivalent to the Chinese Army's major general level. The army was under the command of an officer. 1

But these were not important to He Bensheng. He listened to the flattering words from the translator's mouth, raised his eyes and smiled at Colonel Nagato.

Although there was a smile on his face, his eyes were a little hollow and dark, like the boundless night.

But that smile obviously made Nagato Colonel more excited, and his speaking speed was obviously faster.

The translator paused while translating, his expression a little embarrassed, but he still expressed the colonel's admiration for the actor in as tactful a tone as possible.

He Bensheng handed over a glass of wine at the right time and thanked Colonel Kato for his kindness.

After a toast, He Bunsheng said two more kind words, which the translator conveyed truthfully. Colonel Kato was very happy and drank two more glasses.

Seeing him drinking water like a cow, He Bensheng toasted three glasses and sat down.

At this time, a waiter knocked on the door, and the adjutant went to open the door. Only then did Hua Banzhu realize that the room had been locked since they entered.

Like the master of the flower class, he had many guesses in his mind, and a thin layer of white sweat broke out on his thin back.

Leader Hua was a little restless, but he didn't show it on his face. He stood up at the right time, smiled broadly, and said many good things to the colonel.

Colonel Kato was so happy that he took all the orders and drank several more glasses of wine.

A black-haired man pushed the dining cart in. He lowered his eyebrows and began to serve the food. The adjutant didn't know what he had discovered. He was about to step forward, but was blocked by the toast leader. Right here, the black-haired man He took out a revolver from the dining car.

The black-haired man raised his gun, pulled the trigger, and with three "bang bang bang" sounds, three flowers exploded from the chest of the Yamato officer opposite, and blood spurted out, splashing on the face of He Bunsen sitting next to him.

The leader of the class was so close that he screamed in fright. The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and he lay spread out on the ground.

The adjutant reacted quickly and shot the black-haired man directly.

The scene was chaotic. The translator got directly under the table. Kato was spread out on the chair, with a mouthful of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The black-haired man's shooting was accurate, and one shot shot directly into Kato's heart.

Kato still has some consciousness and has not yet expired.

He Bensheng was still sitting in the chair, looking like he was petrified.

He was wearing a dark blue gown, with a few drops of scarlet blood stained on his face and collar. The red blood slid down his pale and smooth cheeks, leaving a line of bloody tears.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the dying Colonel Kato indifferently. In the chaos, from an angle where no one except Kato could see him, he raised a slight mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

Kato was aroused by his smile, and his eyes widened instantly.

But he was speechless and died in the confusion.

Kato's death is a huge diplomatic mistake for Marshal He, but for others, it is a great relief!

The killer was killed on the spot, but He Bensheng and Hua Banzhu were imprisoned together, awaiting trial.