Subtitle of this chapter: Being a charlatan must be the end

The little Japanese are so shocked that I am leaving before I finish speaking.

But if I open my mouth and keep them, wouldn’t they be ruined? And I would be at a disadvantage when I was quarreling.

When our Master Yuan was thinking about keeping them, Yamamoto Izuru Nakasa, who had high expectations, spoke up.

"80 cents" looked at Yuan Yanshu thoughtfully, and suddenly bowed again... Hi, little Japanese is very tedious.

"Mr. Yuan, you have made this inference and you must have a way to deal with it. Please tell us!"

After hearing what he said, the other two Neon King Jin also looked at Grand Secretary Yuan with anticipation.

"Mr. Yamamoto, this..." Since he took the initiative to ask for advice, should he be more reserved?

Yuan Yan was behind her hands, frowned and looked very distressed. Her whole posture seemed to be saying "Come and beg me", "Come and beg me", "Come and beg me"... It's really my three men, but it's still the Japanese who came to beg him for what to do.

Nomura and Inoue also walked back, bent down and bowed deeply and said, "Mr. Yuan, please!"

"Three, three, what are you doing?"

"Please get up, please get up, please get up quickly!"

"Sit down, sit down, you guys will sit down first before I say it."

Our Master Yuan is here to make friends, so just take a little bit of it. So he persuaded the three neon golds to the sofa again.

"Actually, I really don't have any solutions, but..." He spread his hands and said helplessly, "Since you think of me as a big mask-removing**...well?!"

The country of Little Japan is so evil, even the saying of "friends" is so evil.

Yuan Yan swallowed suddenly and said, "You all asked so sincerely, then I would have a little idea..."

"Mr. Yuan, what do you think?"

Yuan Yan pointed at Mr. Chandler again and asked in a serious tone: "Yuri, you are the only American citizen here. Please tell us whether you hope your US government will oppress Britain and Japan to give up their military alliance, or support the just cause of the Irish people?"

"Your Excellency Justice" really thought seriously for a while and replied very seriously: "Gentlemen, to be honest, I personally think that the British-Japanese alliance will definitely become an obstacle to the future of America. It's just... my conscience tells me that I should support the Irish people."

"clatter!"

Our Master Yuan snapped his fingers and said, "Three gentlemen, this is what I think..."

He looked at the neon golds' ignorant appearance and continued to explain: "In fact, most people in the United States are kind, just and noble, just like Mr. Chandler. And they do not have the strategic vision of our Major Chandler."

Yuan Yan suddenly showed a fanatical expression and said loudly: "The key is that the United States of America is a model of democracy among all countries in the world today, a beacon of freedom!"

"I firmly believe that as long as the public opinion supports the Irish people, the US government will follow the people's voices and choose justice!"

"So, my idea is to incite...well, to inspire public opinion. Of course, I have not yet thought about how to inspire public opinion. I can only say that it is an immature idea, not an actionable solution..."

"Neo, do you really believe what democratic examples and what lighthouses of freedom you are talking about?"

At this time, Lord Fool and Lord Justice had sent away three neon gold. They stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the window, holding a cup of whiskey in their hands and watched the Japanese downstairs drive away.

"Hahaha, Yuri, what do you think?" Master Yuan turned his head and asked with a smile.

"You..." Mr. Chandler shook his head and smiled with a sarcastic smile, "Of course you don't believe it."

The foolish man neither admits nor denies it, but asks, "So do you believe it?"

"Me?" Your Excellency Justice lit the cigarette and took a deep breath, "I originally believed it, and I still have some letters when I came back from Europe, but now..."

Yuan Yan Shu thought to himself, if a person with a strong sense of justice like you saw your senior MacArthur and Patton suppressing your comrades in the first battle in 1932, it would be very likely that he would immediately join the Red Russia or the Third Reich.

By the way, the Japanese Supreme Emperor can make friends. This guy's level of war is not as good as his show-off level, and his personality flaws are very obvious. He is definitely "suitable" in the position of commander of the Far East Army.

Master Yuan asked casually: "Yuri, what do you believe in now?"

"Well..." Mr. Chandler fell into deep thought. After a while, he said in a low voice: "I have been asking myself this question until I met you..."

He suddenly raised his head and asked with a serious expression: "Mr. Yuan, what do you believe in? Or do you want me, and the Arcana from the SCP Foundation believe?"

"Um……"

Yurien took out the tarot card from his pocket, and his eyes were filled with an unknown cold light and said, "Mr. Yuan, I guess you took great pains that night, right? Not only did you pre-print these tarot cards, you should have put some narcotics like Afurong indoors, right? That's why we fell into your pit so easily..."

It’s really not that simple to accept my brother!

Yuan Yan's expression remained unchanged, but his mind was suddenly changed. The former army major in front of him was not only from an intellectual family, but also an excellent student who could enter West Point Military Academy. His IQ would never be better than him... Well, maybe he was even a little higher...

What's more, he experienced life and death on the European battlefield, and his mind was much more mature than that of the greenhouses such as Louis Baker, John McCall and Helen Brown. Not to mention the already crazy craftsmanship master and Frankenstein Tesla.

And if the things that night were explained by "science", it would make sense. As he said, as long as he arranged them properly, it would not be difficult to achieve such an effect.

So when he comes to his senses, of course he will feel that he has been fooled.

So how do people like him feel and react if they are fooled?

Your Excellency Justice pressed the bulge on his waist with one hand, and there was no need to ask that it was his m191. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "My Lord Fool, what do you want from us?"

“Master Ball…”

Our Master Yuan smiled and pointed to the window and said, "My Lord Justice, is this also my arrangement in advance?"

When Julian looked out, he saw a carriage carrying vegetables passing downstairs, and there was no abnormality except that.

"What do you mean..." he turned around and asked vigilantly.
Chapter completed!