Out of the banquet hall, before he ran to the kitchen door, Zhan Changlin felt dizzy and nauseous.

So powerful?

"Big brother......" Zhan Changlin stumbled against the wall and shouted at the top of his voice.

Hearing his brother's screams, Zhan Changbing trembled in fright, threw down the frying spoon and ran out.

"Accidentally, I sucked in a little...... Water ......," Zhan Changlin said breathlessly.

Zhan Changbing hurriedly brought the bucket.

After pouring two large spoonfuls of cold water in a row, Zhan Changlin held his throat and vomited wildly.

The poison definitely didn't enter the stomach, Zhan Changlin knew this very well, he was going to wash his nose.

Sure enough, a column of water erupted from his nose, and after coughing for a while, Zhan Changlin felt a little more relaxed.

Feeling the stinging pain coming from his nasal cavity, Zhan Changlin was secretly frightened.

Is it really a bloody throat?

At the moment when I was frightened, I accidentally inhaled some.

But how many of them were there, and they almost poisoned him unconscious?

You can imagine how powerful this poison is.

However, his own illness may be a blessing in disguise.

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

"It seems to be fine...... Zhan Changlin wiped his face and shook his head, feeling a lot more comfortable, "You help me out......

Zhan Changbing naturally knew what his younger brother was thinking.

"I can't get out without the password of Funayama!" Zhan Changbing shook his head.

"If you don't give it a try, how can you know?" Zhan Changlin said again.

"Confused?" Zhan Changbing scolded, "If I run away under the pretext, the Japanese will be too late, and they will know that something is wrong......"

Zhan Changlin was taken aback. ‘

Yes, are you confused by poison?

Before the banquet began, the chef in charge of the spoon suddenly ran away, didn't he tell the Japanese that something was wrong?

What's more, there are several poisons that can't be put in until Zhan Changbing stir-fries.

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

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

Zhan Changbing scolded a few words in a low voice, and watched Zhan Changlin walk out of the door.

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

"Old Zhan, Zhan Changbing......"

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

"Coming...... Zhan Changbing gritted his teeth and turned his head into the kitchen.

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

Although the spirit was a little clearer, the tingling in the nose and throat became more and more intense.

Zhan Changlin was both excited and worried.

The excitement was that as long as the Japanese officers and traitors drank poisoned wine, they would definitely die.

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

……

As the sun set, the sky slowly darkened.

Zhan Changbing squatted outside the kitchen, smoking cigarette after cigarette.

Why don't you have a table yet?

Those guests, don't you know that they are hungry?

As his thoughts turned in his heart, he heard a voice talking in the distance, and Zhan Changbing looked up and saw that it was Chuanshan, the clerk who was in charge of logistics and miscellaneous affairs.

"Serve!" Funayama shouted at the head chef.

"Okay!" The chef happily responded.

If you finish serving early, you can get home from work early.

A group of cooks followed into the kitchen.

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

And Zhan Changbing is only responsible for two dishes, a salted duck and a sweet and sour short rib, both of which are cold spells, and most of the processes have already been completed, as long as the juice is drizzled, it can be served.

It's not that Zhan Changbing doesn't want to cook a few more dishes, but Ambassador Gongichi Hori asked that the main dish should be based on Japanese food, and Zhan Changbing can't cook it.

The poison that Qian Xinmin gave him, Zhan Changlin put it in these two dishes.

One is chicken bead toxin and the other is ricin.

After loading the plate and serving it to the table, there was nothing to do with Zhan Changbing.

After all the cold dishes have been put on the table, the chef will inform the stir-fry of the hot dishes.

Seeing that the other chefs were busy, Zhan Changlin called his apprentice: "Come, take a hand......"

Seeing the swill bucket that was about to overflow, the apprentice made a bitter face.

His own master is good at everything, but he is too diligent.

But he didn't dare to refute, grabbed the iron ear of the barrel, and carried it out of the kitchen with Zhan Changbing.

As soon as I got out of the kitchen, I met Kotaro Funayama who came to urge food.

"Why are you doing this, not stir-frying?" Funayama asked dissatisfiedly.

"The dish that the villain is responsible for has been served!" Zhan Changbing bent over and replied.

Hearing Zhan Changbing say this, Chuanshan's face looked better.

"Go and come back quickly, maybe you have to add vegetables!" Funayama confessed again.

"Yes!" Zhan Changbing answered honestly.

When Chuanshan entered the kitchen, Zhan Changlin secretly exhaled.

Fortunately, he didn't make excuses about stomach aches and going to a thatched house.

Chuanshan has been strictly ordered many times, and it must be solved in advance and cannot affect the serving.

He beckoned to his apprentice and walked south with the bucket of swill.

The bucket of swill was in the courtyard of the embassy, but at the southernmost end, near the aqua toilet.

After all, it's summer, and swill is extremely easy to ferment, and when it starts, it doesn't smell much better than, so it's natural to pour as far as you can.

The place where the swill bucket is placed is next to the south wall of the embassy, and although the wall is high, Zhan Changbing and Zhan Changlin have already arranged it.

This is the route that the Zhan brothers, Qian Xinmin, and Shang Zhensheng discussed after studying all night.

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

The apprentice did not suspect him, and walked to the kitchen with the barrel.

When the apprentice walked away, Zhan Changbing bent his waist and slipped under the wall.

The big wolf dog on the wall saw that it was Zhan Changbing, and he leaned over and wagged his tail.

"Go!" Zhan Changbing kicked the wolf dog, and the grass by the big wall groped inside, and found a pole more than two meters high.

There were several planks nailed horizontally to the pole, and when it stood against the wall, it was a simple ladder.

Zhan Changlin put the ladder in the root of the wall, climbed up with his hands and feet, and jumped off the wall.

At this time, Koi Hori was accompanying Shimizu Mitsuro and others down the main building and walking towards the banquet hall on the first floor......

Fang Buwei knew very well that the military commander's poisoning plan was launched tonight, so he did not hesitate to spend points and kept listening to Harada Yoshikuma's movements.

Yoshikuma Harada is the head of the Special Service Department of the Central China Dispatch Army, and he is not only one of the representatives who accompanied Yamada Otozo to Nanjing to offer condolences, but also the person in charge of Yamada Otozo's Anhe.

Naturally, wherever Yamada Otozo is, he will follow.

When he heard that Yamada Otozo was invited by the Japanese ambassador to Nanjing to go to the embassy for a banquet in the evening, Fang Bu waved his fist excitedly.

In the end, history has not turned a corner......