"You guess the Japanese police have PTSD for JRA?" Wei Ran asked swallowing the food in his mouth.

“Big hype?”

Qin Ershi once again followed Wei Ran's idea first, "Then Douzi's comics would probably become popular."

"Then these photos appeared. They might be intercepted before they could be sent to the destination. Then even if there is no insidious inside the Japanese police who want to make money, the other party can create an insidious person and reveal the information."

Wei Ran pointed to the cell phone that Zhong Zhen placed on the table, "The other party is a person who is good at manipulating public opinion.

The creation of events attracted attention, and after hype, it threw out a bombshell. Don’t look at the threatening letter saying that you want to shut up the Japanese you raised, I guess the other party’s real purpose might be to shake out something.”

"Why don't you come directly?" Zhong Zhen asked in confusion.

"Why don't you draw in person to teach history classes to the Japanese people?" Qin Ershi answered this question on behalf of Wei Ran.

"Don't stare at those perfume-smelling threatening messages."

Wei Ran said, "Let the Japanese you raised keep their creations to see if anyone will contact you on the initiative."

"Will there be?" Zhong Zhen asked.

"Maybe it will"

Wei Ran said, and he had already picked up the cup again.

At this time, he began to be curious about Zhang Taichuan's identity and purpose, and curious about what kind of goal he had, so that he could use "kindness" as his name.

"I'll ask one last question"

Zhong Zhen, who also picked up the cup, asked after clinking the cups, "Will it be that the flood in the end rushing to the Dragon King Temple?"

"Who is the flood?"
Chapter completed!