Tokyo, Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
The Prime Minister of Japan had just attended an important meeting and was smoking in the lounge when one of his aides hurriedly walked in.
"Prime Minister, the head of Soft Bank Company, Liu Zhengyi, called half an hour ago looking for you. He hopes you will order the release of the Huaxia person captured this morning."
"Soft Bank?" The Prime Minister frowned slightly when he heard these two words, remembering that it was one of his major backers during his election campaign.
He extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray and spoke with a hint of suspicion: "Does he know that Huaxia person? Why would he make such a request?"
The aide shook his head: "Mr. Liu Zhengyi didn't provide details, just hoped you could order the release as soon as possible."
The Prime Minister frowned even deeper. Leaning back on the sofa, he tapped his fingers rhythmically on the armrest, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
