Stone Town.

An ancient street with a long history in Tokyo's port area. It was once a shore gathering area for fishermen. It became a new residential area after the Great Kanto Earthquake.

Because it is close to the seaside, has beautiful scenery and fresh air, many relatives of foreign embassy and consulate officials in Japan, literati and artists live there.

Zuo Zhong took a piece of paper and kept checking the house numbers on the street. After walking for more than ten minutes, he finally found the interview target's home at the corner of the street.

The person he was going to meet today was the famous Japanese female poet and writer, Yosano Akiko, a woman who has made remarkable achievements in a patriarchal society.

The other party's husband, fellow poet Hiroshi Yosano, passed away just a few months ago, and it is said that he left behind an excellent collection of poems that has not been published publicly.

Ono Satoshi sent him here just to use the interview as a reason to inquire about information, to see if he could sign an agency contract and eat human blood steamed buns.

What the Japanese think is not important. The main reason is that Zuo Zhong wants to get in touch with famous people in Japan and collect relevant thoughts and public opinion trends.

At the same time, we should understand the political beliefs of these people, provide basic intelligence for instigating rebellion and propaganda during wartime, and make preparations in advance.

"Deng Deng."

Zuo Zhong knocked on the door and looked up at the two-story Western-style building in front of him. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that writing poetry was so profitable that Yosano Akiko could afford to live in such a luxurious house.

Hey, if I had known what kind of spy I was, I might as well have copied the novels written by the Singularity gang...ah no, moved it to the Republic of China, and maybe I would have made a fortune long ago.

While he was thinking wildly, a square-faced woman with a resolute face and a strong back opened the door, glanced at Zuo Zhong, frowned and asked.

"May I ask who you are looking for, sir?"

Although it was the first time we met, for some reason, the woman who opened the door felt that the pretty boy knocking on the door was not a good thing.

"Konikiwa, I am Okamoto Shigenobu from Tokyo Nichichi Shimbun. I have made an appointment with Ms. Yosano Akiko for an interview. Who are you?"

Zuo Zhong didn't care about the other party's attitude, he still introduced himself politely, bent down and handed out the name badge printed by the newspaper with both hands.

"Daily news?"

The square-faced woman frowned slightly when she heard this, and after checking the famous assassination, she stood at the door with a helpless expression: "Please come in, I am Yosano Akiko who Mr. found.

Please forgive me for being rude just now. There are really too many people coming to my door recently, which not only disturbs my writing, but also disturbs the children's study."

She spoke beautifully, but she had no intention of moving at all. She blocked the door of her house tightly with her thick body.

"You are Ms. Yosano Akiko."

Zuo Zhong was really shocked. It turned out that the legendary female literary youth looked like this. After being stunned for two seconds, she unceremoniously squeezed into the entrance and took off her leather shoes.

He naturally saw and heard the other party's excuse, but for an intelligence officer, face is dispensable.

How much money is face worth?

The mission is the most important.

On the side, Yosano Akiko's face turned dark. How could someone be so rude? She just said something polite. How could this guy take it seriously?

However, considering her status as a reporter, she had no choice but to lead Zuo Zhong to the living room. The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa quickly stood up to greet him.

This man wears a suit and leather shoes, has a square face, has short hair and looks very energetic, and has the latest German Leica camera hanging around his neck.

Yo, fellow travelers.

Which newspaper?

Zuozhong immediately realized that Yosano Akiko didn't want him to come in, not only because she was afraid of being disturbed, but also because she was afraid that she would see this person, which was kind of interesting.

This female writer is not simple. She first released the news that her late husband had left behind a work, and then waited comfortably at home for the publisher to come to her door.

There were many speculations in his mind instantly, and then he turned to look at Yosano Akiko, who was blushing after her trick was exposed, and pretended to be curious.

"Who is this?"

"this..."

Yosano Akiko, who was usually quick-thinking, stammered and couldn't speak. Her face turned red with shame, and she opened her mouth several times without saying anything.

The middle-aged man was still kind, bowed slightly and said: "Hello, I am Ozaki, a reporter from the Asahi Shimbun. I don't know which newspaper you are from."

He is not a fool either. Zuo Zhong is dressed similarly to him. Looking at Yosano Akiko's reaction, he immediately knew there was something fishy about it.

It's just that as Yosano Kuan's old friend, he can't watch the other party's widow being bullied. He still has to stand up when it's time to stand up.

Ozaki?

Asahi Shimbun?

When Zuo Zhong heard the other party's words, his heart suddenly moved. The name seemed familiar. It couldn't be the Ozaki in his memory.

If so, this person deserves attention. After all, there are very few underground party intelligence officers who can infiltrate the Japanese cabinet, let alone Sorge.

Unexpectedly, after just getting rid of the NKVD Toretta in Harbin, he met an important member of the legendary Red Russian spy team in Tokyo.

He was thinking a lot in his mind, and bowed solemnly on the surface: "It turns out to be Ozaki-kun, I am Okamoto Shigenobu from the Tokyo Daily News, please take care of me.

It seems that you are also here to discuss with Ms. Yosano Akiko about the publication of Mr. Yosano's legacy. As a latecomer, I am willing to withdraw.

As the saying goes in China, this is called first come, first served, and vicious competition is likely to strain the relationship between our two newspapers, which will not do any good."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, ignoring Yosano Akiko who was furious to death. To deal with such a person, you have to put him on the fire.

"Bridge Bean Sack."

Ozaki didn't expect that the visitor was a reporter from the Tokyo Daily News, and his words were so sharp. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly reached out to stop him.

Then he smiled heartily: "Okamoto-kun, don't leave in a hurry, Mr. Yosano and I are old friends, and I am here mainly to visit my wife.

If your newspaper's offer is suitable, we at Asahi Shimbun are willing to withdraw, just to let more people know about the extraordinary talent of the deceased."

This person is obviously a very understanding person. Friendship is friendship, business is business, and he is unwilling to be used as a bastard to raise prices or be taken advantage of.

"Oh, no, no."

Zuo Zhong was not stupid and waved his hands repeatedly: "How is this possible? Ozaki-kun, the sincere friendship between you and Yosano-san cannot be measured by money.

It is a pity that a friend has passed away. If you can help him fulfill his unfulfilled wish, it will be a good story if this incident is spread, and it may be spread throughout the world.

In ancient China, there are allusions about Boya Zi period and Gao Shui Shui. The touching stories of these two people are by no means inferior to them. It really makes Okamoto envious."

He came here just to check out the situation, and he was not really interested in what Yosano Hiroshi wrote, so there was no need to waste his time on it.

Ozaki frowned: Little fox.

Zuo Zhong smiled: each other, each other.

The two of them were pushing each other, and Yosano Akiko was anxious. Wouldn't this collection of poems be thrown into her own hands? She wanted a pile of paper for no purpose.

A smile appeared on her rough face: "Two journalists, please sit down and speak slowly. I will pour you some of that person's green tea."

that,

It is a scornful name for China. After the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1894, the Japanese, who had long regarded China as a superior country, were shocked and intoxicated.

Therefore, many Japanese people like to use this contemptuous title for the victors to the losers, and even the Japanese government calls China this.

This made Ozaki, who had stayed in Shanghai for several years and liked Chinese culture very much, very dissatisfied. At the same time, he looked at the other party with confusion in his eyes.

My friend Yosano Hiroshi is a pacifist. This woman also opposed the war during the Japanese War and wrote a poem.

The poem is called "You Don't Want to Die". This anti-war poem caused a wave of reflection in Japanese society at the time and caused considerable controversy.

Some right-wingers regard her as a national traitor because of this, believing that she has insulted the bloodshed and sacrifice of tens of thousands of soldiers, and some even want to kill her.

He couldn't understand how a person's views could change so quickly, so he asked this question after sitting on the sofa.

"Haha, Mr. Ozaki."

After listening to this, Yosano Akiko poured tea and smiled softly: "During the Rizhao War, my youngest brother was participating in the battle in Lushun.

My mother almost cried her eyes out when she found out, and my father stood in the yard without saying a word. As a sister, I had to do something.

Fortunately, my brother was ordered to retire and successfully inherited the family property. The house my husband and I live in was bought for us by him."

She seemed to have said nothing, and yet she seemed to have said everything. The greatest effect of an anti-war poem is to let an executioner go home safely.

Zuo Zhong listened to the conversation between the two calmly, sneering in her heart. She was opposed to the war. What she opposed was the injury of her own relatives.

The other party is a standard refined egoist. Her parents feel uncomfortable, and the parents of those who were killed by the Japanese army also feel uncomfortable.

As soon as his thoughts changed, he sat down next to Ozaki and took out a pen and paper: "Ms. Yosano, thank you for accepting the interview with Tokyo Daily News.

Since the Mite Island Incident in Showa 6 (1931), too many soldiers of the empire died in the Republic of China, but there was no substantial gain.

For example, the biggest beneficiary of the establishment of the Mite Kingdom is the restoration of the Mites, which is of no benefit to the ordinary people of the empire. Do you think this is the right thing to do?"

Mite country?

Ozaki's heart tightened. Could this be another guy who was in favor of annexing Mite Island? He wanted to refute, but he couldn't say it directly because of his identity.

His supervisor, Sorge, once said that intelligence officers must have a firm stance, and they must keep this stance deep in their hearts and not reveal it to anyone.

A firm stance can help him avoid the influence and temptation of his enemies, while hiding his stance can help him avoid enemy suspicion and protect himself.

As a Japanese reporter, there are some things he cannot say. What he should do is to stay calm and try his best to collect information and provide it to his superiors for reference.

Thinking of this, Ozaki turned his attention to Yosano Akiko. The other person's remarks just now were very excessive, and he didn't know how to answer this question.

"You two, please have some tea."
To be continued...