Wang Chengzhu conveniently used the man's shirt to wipe off the blood, intestinal juice and unknown black and yellow stains on the small roll of sheep casing.
When the outer packaging was almost dry, Wang Chengzhu took out a stack of yellow straw paper from the casing. When he took it to his eyes and took a closer look, he realized that this string of recording paper written in hiragana cursive had a strange smell.
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"While the villagers of Yuzhu Village, Shawo Township were cutting firewood, they saw colorful beams of light falling from the sky..." Wang Chengzhu has the membership service of Nihong voice package, and the hiragana Pasiba can be read very smoothly.
What he heard was like thunder in the ears of the investigator. The man in front of him spoke with a Fukuhara Kyo [1] accent, but was wearing a blue-gray military uniform that had been washed until it turned white. Fortunately, when he came out, he had both identification and self-defense weapons.
He didn't bring anything with him. Except for the yellow straw paper in the man's hand, there was no other item to reveal his true identity.
Wang Chengzhu, who was systematically approaching him, did not need to search for evidence. He squinted his eyes and obtained a polygraph coin from Dr. Melvin Crete. He used it on the disguised man who showed the information as "Mainland Stand-up Team" and got a
It's a prop titled "Terauchi Tomoyoshi's Confession". If you want to know the details of the situation, just read the confession.
"My name is Tomoyoshi Terauchi, male, Han nationality, born on February 5, 1903 in Harima Town, Hyogo. I studied at Rokkodai Campus in 1921 and graduated from the Graduate School of Systematic Information Science in 1925. Because I can fluently speak Northern Chinese Mandarin and Korean
, who has farming experience and is tall and strong, was selected to join the Mainland Advancement Team..."
After flipping through the confession, Wang Chengzhu was sure that he had caught a big fish. He picked up the long and thin rope that bound the sheep casings, cut the hands of the temple gentleman behind his back and tied them tightly, and pushed him by the shoulders to the place where the guards were usually on duty.
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He took the spy he caught to the guard changing room of the guard service company at the east end of the village. Wang Chengzhu explained the situation to the second platoon leader on duty, holding the strange-smelling yellow straw paper and a stack of 16-karat confessions in his hand.
Pass the book over. After completing the handover with the soldier on duty, leave quickly.
Although he had read a lot from the confession written in Chinese characters, Wang Chengzhu just wanted to wash his hands and face now. The conditions for changing clothes were not enough, and he allowed the wind and sun to scatter the stained clothes on his body.
It smells bad.
Returning to the barracks and dormitory, Wang Chengzhu first dusted away most of the dust, then took out a cloth and brought a basin with hot water to scrub. After finishing the housework and going out, it was already time for lunch.
As the warehouse of the new regiment gradually filled up and the regiment leader relaxed, the standard of two meals in the morning and lunch during the day has improved. Although in the eyes of the travelers, it is still not as good as the military training meals in middle school and university, it is better than what they ate in the hospital when they first crossed over.
The sick rice is more than three times stronger.
Today's lunch is still mainly composed of grains, white sorghum rice with diced sweet potatoes, but there are countless hard vegetables like pea stewed with diced pork to go with the meal. In this day and age, it is rare for the food to be full of oil and water.
Wang Chengzhu prefers salty and fresh meals compared to nutritious dark dishes such as Sanhe noodle buns filled with Dark City specialty cheese in the morning.
After lunch, Wang Chengzhu narrowed his eyes and walked towards the dormitory with his classmates, preparing for a lunch break. In this era, there is no jingle made up by health lecturers such as "walk a hundred steps after a meal and live to ninety-nine", but it is because of insufficient supplies of supplies.
It is an indisputable reality that ordinary people's diet, two half-full meals a day is better than half of the country's population.
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Note [1] Fukuhara Kyo: the ancient name of Hyogo Prefecture.
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