Chapter 1102. Burnt Photos and Simpsons Entrustment
“No rush yet”
In the box, Simpson waved his good right hand to Wei Ran in an easy-going manner, "Please sit down first. We will talk about other things after you read the other photos in the album."
Seeing Wei Ran looking at him, Xia Shushi immediately translated the original words into Chinese. At this point, the former sat down and turned his attention to the crocodile skin photo album placed on the table again.
Continuing to turn back, almost the first third of this loose-leaf photo album of the same style is filled with fixed-thick photos, all of which record the evil acts of rape and robbery during the Singapore Massacre. The people who committed these evil acts in the photos do not look like
The other book focuses on three nuclear recruiters. The perpetrators are all ordinary soldiers - just like the victims are ordinary people.
Who says recruiting civilians for nuclear weapons is innocent?
Wei Ran couldn't help but snorted, they may be innocent, but the world has never lacked innocent people.
Aren’t the people who were wantonly massacred and humiliated in the photo also innocent? Among the 40 million Chinese people who suffered from being invaded at that time, who was not innocent?
"Look at this"
Xia Shushi took out a pair of silk gloves from his pocket and put them on, then took out a magnifying glass as big as a tea cup and pointed it at the protagonists in one of the photos.
It was a soldier holding a three-eight cap in his four hands and a hemorrhoid flag hanging under his bayonet.
The faces of these four soldiers were fixed with crazy and proud smiles, but on the bayonets they held in their hands, they all wore a small baby with its umbilical cord attached! And at their feet, there were four disemboweled bodies.
The broken-belly corpse of a woman!
"These beasts."
Wei Ran muttered something and then took a deep breath. He calmed down and continued flipping through the photo album in silence.
Continuing to scroll back, the middle third of the album records all kinds of devilish deeds committed by a devil wearing eyes and holding a wolf dog in his hand.
Some of the photos documenting these brutal acts were obviously taken during the Singapore Massacre, some seemed to be earlier, and some were obviously taken during the Sandakan Death March.
Wei Ran remembered this man even more than the dog. On the last page of another photo album, there was a photo of the Japanese wearing a kimono, stepping on clogs, and a rangefinder camera hanging on his chest. He even remembered,
This guy who seems to be a reporter or photographer is named "Nagasuka Joeji".
In the photos featuring it, the war crimes it committed are even worse than those seen before.
Massacre civilians, slaughter prisoners of war, humiliate women and children, torture and kill babies, or feed the wolf dog with those tender but bloody little arms and legs, or even drive the dog to bite the skinny prisoners of war and innocent civilians
.
And while doing these things, what was fixed on its face was an extremely crazy smile.
"This man is my uncle"
Simpson pointed to a beheaded prisoner of war and said, "At that time, this photo album was spread out on this page on the captain's desk. Mr. Hugo recognized it at a glance. This beheaded prisoner of war was me.
Father's brother Hannibal Simpson.
It is precisely to remember him and this hatred that my father gave me the same name."
After saying that, Simpson couldn't help but sigh.
While pretending to listen to Xia Shushi's translation, I continued to scroll back, but the background in the photo changed into an environment that seemed to be a cabin.
But what the next photo records is the beast named Nagatsuka Joeji, and several other men wearing only loincloths, abusing a naked woman!
Although the woman's face cannot be seen in this photo due to the angle, there are several Japanese lining up in the corner of the photo, also wearing only loincloths.
Continuing to scroll back, the next dozen or so photos are almost all scenes of Nagatsuka Joeji and some beast soldiers humiliating and even torturing this woman.
In two of the photos, this desperate-looking short-haired woman was even taken with a close-up of her face and her naked body.
However, I don't know why, including these two close-ups, almost all the photos in which the woman's facial features can be seen seem to have been burnt by cigarette butts, leaving only a group of unrecognizable black holes.
In the last photo related to this woman, she is still naked and her facial features cannot be seen clearly, but her body seems to be tied to a mine. And look at the few water devils around her.
Their body movements seemed to be cheering, as if they were about to push her and the mine into the sea.
He and Xia Shushi next to him looked at each other. They already had a common guess and silently turned their attention to the photo album on the table. Wei Ran also turned to the next page.
In the four photos fixed on this page, the protagonist is a short and thin man wearing only shorts.
He was tied tightly to the deck, but, just like the photo of the woman just now, his facial features were burnt black by something like a cigarette butt and beyond recognition.
In the second photo, he was escorted to a pier wearing a hood. On the edge of the photo, you can still see the hemorrhoid flag fluttering in the wind, as well as part of the outline of the ship.
When the third photo was taken, the man, still wearing a hood, was pushed into a pit. There were three Japanese soldiers holding shovels around him who seemed to be preparing to fill the pit with soil.
Wei Ran even recognized at a glance that these three Japs were the three executioners in the other photo album!
Looking at the last photo, it is a Japanese soldier named Nagatsuka Joeji, standing on a filled-in living burial pit, stepping on a big stone with his feet and having someone take a photo of him.
“These photos were originally placed at the beginning of the album.”
Simpson said before Weiran scrolled back, "But in order to avoid being considered as some kind of pornographic photo album with a restricted rating, my father moved these cruel photos to the back of the Singapore massacre photos."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After listening to Xia Shushi's translation, Wei Ran nodded and continued to turn the pages.
However, the next photo album pages are all taken by Nagatsuka Joeji when he abused various women.
Although these photos are still in black and white, the three-dimensional facial features of those women make it clear at a glance that these are white women, or in other words, beautiful, young and obviously forced white women.
I speeded up a little and turned back a few pages. After these fragrant and cruel photos, I found that just like another photo album, there were many negatives fixed in small paper bags. And on the inside of the back cover of the last page, there was still a photo
Nagatsuka Joeji's photo and exactly the same signature.
Seeing Wei Ran turn the loose leaf to the pages where the negatives were saved, Simpson seemed to have guessed what he was looking for and said, "Except for the woman who seemed to be insulted on the boat and the man who was buried alive, every other photo
There are corresponding negatives.”
Hearing this, Wei Ran turned to look at Xia Shushi, who was stunned for a moment and translated the English paragraph into Chinese.
After pondering for a moment, Wei Ran and Xia Shushi looked at each other again and said in Chinese, "Mr. Simpson, can you tell me what you need me to do now?"
"Tang, how about you help me find a supermarket to buy a bottle of high-end Chinese wine? By the way, let the waiter wait for half an hour before bringing the dishes out."
As Simpson spoke, he took out a few hundred-dollar Australian dollars from his pocket and handed them to Translator Tang, who had just been responsible for translating Chinese into English for him.
"No problem Mr. Simpson"
The young translator Tang took the cash, stood up and said, "It will probably take me about half an hour to come back. If you need to buy anything else, you can call me at any time."
After speaking, the young translator smiled apologetically at Wei Ran and Xia Shushi, and then left the box.
"Don was a very smart young man, and if reckless Luke was half as smart as he was, he wouldn't have risked his own life."
After Simpson finished speaking, he sighed again, "Mr. Wei, you are still in no hurry to do what I need you to do. Now can you tell me your speculation first?"
Taking advantage of Xia Shushi's translation, Wei Ran also thought about it for a while, and then asked knowingly, "What kind of speculation do you need?"
"Speculations about those photos without negatives," Mr. Simpson rushed to answer this question when Xia Shushi was halfway through his translation.
"What do you think?"
Wei Ran asked Xia Shushi beside him, then quietly stood up, walked to the door of the box and opened the door. Seeing that the Tang translator was not outside, he closed the door and sat back to his original position.
"Amelia Earhart"
Xia Shushi paused and added, "The one buried alive might have been his navigator, Fred Noonan."
After finishing speaking, Xia Shushi repeated the sentence in English. Simpson also nodded and said frankly, "It is the same as what my father Karan and Chris's father Mr. Hugo speculated."
"so."
As soon as Xia Shushi started talking, Simpson shook his head helplessly, "But the facial features of the woman and man in the photo cannot be seen at all, and there is no way to tell the time and place when the photo was taken. This proves nothing at all.
"
Waiting patiently for Xia Shushi to finish translating, Simpson stood up and walked to the edge of the photo album. He skillfully turned to the page of the photo of the man buried alive, pointed at the three Japanese with shovels in their hands, "These three bastards are the other one."
The three executioners in the album."
After saying that, Simpson reached into his briefcase again and took out a metal box that was only slightly larger than a cigarette case.
Opening the metal box, it turned out to be a waterproof photo frame with exquisite workmanship. In the two photo frames that were folded in half, there was a yellowed photo in each frame.
In these two photos, there is a photo of Nagatsuka Joeji wearing a kimono and three executioners also wearing kimonos from another photo album. The only difference is that the background is different.
"The background in this photo is the Industrial Incentive Hall in Hiroshima Prefecture. Of course, this is the architectural site where a little boy kissed me affectionately. After World War II, it was generally called the Atomic Bomb Dome."
After a brief pause to give Xia Shushi enough time to translate, Simpson pointed to the background of the second group photo and said, "This fake smaller Statue of Liberty actually opened in March 1950 in Osaka, which was undergoing a nuclear war.
Set at the American Fair.”
"So they all survived." Xia Shushi pointed out the most critical issue before translating.
"Yes, those demons survived."
Simpson let out a heavy sigh, "These two photos were originally placed in the photo album that Luke was going to sell. When my father, Callan, and Chris's father, Mr. Hugo, were alive, they were almost exhausted.
All my life, I have wanted to find the remaining three executioners, or find the negatives of the photos of the woman and the man, or the specific location where the man was buried alive."
After translating this sentence to Wei Ran, Xia Shushi muttered in Chinese doubtfully, "I understand that they want to find the other three executioners for revenge, but what are they looking for that female pilot?"
"Revenge is still for revenge." Wei Ran answered this question almost subconsciously.
"revenge?"
Xia Shushi was stunned, and then he suddenly realized that it was not just revenge. If it could be proven that the woman who was insulted and thrown into the sea was the female pilot Earhart, and if it could be proven that the man who was buried alive was Earhart's
Navigator.
As long as these evidences are made public, both the deceased photographer Nagatsuka Joeji and the other three executioners will be in panic for the rest of their lives, and they may even die from the retaliation of the United States.
In other words, as long as it is proven that the woman and man are indeed Earhart and her navigator partner, the United States will naturally help them find the other three executioners.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! On the other hand, the reason why Mr. Hugo and Karan could not find the three executioners was probably because the other party made the same choice as them after learning that the photo album was lost.
Anonymous.
Wei Ran even had reason to suspect that the reason why the old guy who died not long ago might have settled in Darwin Port was to find these two crucial photo albums.
But from this, a new question arose. After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran winked at Xia Shushi, and then asked directly in Chinese, "Mr. Simpson, frankly speaking, I saw a few color pictures in another album."
In one of the photos, there appears to be the wreckage of a plane."
"My father and Mr. Hugo paid for the wreckage of a plane and placed it on the island themselves."
Simpson's answer was particularly frank, with regret in his tone, "Mr. Hugo tried to lure out the three hidden executioners by faking the discovery of Ms. Earhart's plane wreckage. But unfortunately, they failed."
"Failed?" Xia Shushi asked subconsciously, "Why did it fail?"
"According to my father, Mr. Hugo found a satisfactory island around 1965, and it took him more than half a year to arrange the purchased airplane wreckage and make it look as integrated with the island as possible.
For the sake of oneness.”
Simpson spread his hands, "But when he took the hard-forged photo to an editor of the Sydney Morning News, the other person saw the flaw at a glance. At the very least, he got the wrong color on the fuselage.
But how could it be strange to him? He had never seen that plane, but the editor had witnessed the plane taking off in Lai."
After a short pause, Mr. Simpson, who was extremely well-educated, patiently waited for Xia Shushi to finish the translation before continuing, "But even so, the editor still published his forged news in order to increase the sales of the newspaper. He just turned the color photos into
Just a black and white photo.
But I have to say that it was a wrong attempt. Not long after the news was published, the editor and Mr. Hugo died one after another due to various accidents."
"Accident?" Wei Ran frowned in surprise after listening to the translation.
"At least that's what the police said at the time."
Simpson spread his hands, "One slipped and fell off the balcony, and the other died in a drunk-driving car accident. But my father, Mika, and Mr. Hugo's wife both firmly believed that both the editor and Mr. Hugo were murdered by those executioners."
So with the help of my father, Mr. Hugo’s wife took Chris and hid in the primitive tribe, just like what my father and Mr. Hugo did after they took revenge on the photographer.”
"What happened next?" Xia Shushi asked subconsciously after finishing the translation.
"There will be no future"
Simpson shook his head, "Chris's mother didn't adapt to the life in the tribe. She died of dengue fever not long after she took Hugo to Papua New Guinea. During that time, a large dengue fever also appeared on my family's farm.
The problem, considering that Chris was not yet an adult at the time, my father finally decided to temporarily stop revenge and take care of Chris until he was an adult."
After listening to Xia Shushi's last translation, Wei Ran and he looked at each other, and then looked at Mr. Simpson again.
This time, this old man who was over fifty years old finally took the initiative and said, "Mr. Wei, I may have been exposed, and the other two executioners may have been preparing to attack me.
I hope that I can entrust you with this photo album and all the stories behind it. I hope that you can help me find the other two executioners. I hope that you can find out the identities of the woman who was insulted and the man who was buried alive.
I hope you can use this photo album to attract the attention of those Americans like you did to the captain of the destroyer Johnston, and guide them to take revenge on the two executioners who may also be alive."
"You think highly of me"
Wei Ran sighed secretly while Xia Shushi translated this passage. How could he not see that this old man was already prepared to die of murder?
"Why are you looking for me?" Wei Ran asked the simplest question after Xia Shushi finished translating.
“Thanks to Don”
An inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on Simpson's face, "Mr. Wei, when you were being interviewed on the USS Halsey, Don was tutoring my grandson with his homework."
At this point, Simpson glanced at Xia Shushi with amusement, and then continued, "Tang told me that this translator is a complete and hypocritical politician, and what he translated does not match one letter of what you really expressed.
"
Ignoring Xia Shushi's helpless expression, Simpson continued, "Tang translated what you said into English according to the original meaning. Frankly speaking, Mr. Wei, I can only hand this photo album to a historian as reckless and outspoken as you."
With it in my hands, I don’t have to worry about not being able to complete my revenge.”
"He said he watched our interview on the U.S. warship."
Xia Shushi said helplessly, "The Tang translator translated your original words to him according to the original meaning. This old man thinks you are reliable."
"What you translated this time was not what you meant, right?" Wei Ran asked pretending to be suspicious, "Just now you translated according to the other person's tone, why did you change it to the third person this time?"
"Because I am tired and my heart is tired."
Xia Shushi lit a cigarette angrily, held it in his mouth and took a deep puff of it. At the same time, he secretly swore in his heart that even if the President of the United States wanted to meet Wei Ran next time, he would not take the translation job.
The two brothers had just finished their exchange when Simpson suddenly said, "Actually, after the killer from Hambang Country who almost killed me released the video, I contacted him and tried to hire him to kill the other two executioners.
"
After saying that, Simpson spread his hands and said, "But the other party didn't reply to me. Maybe he thought it was a trap."
"Do you have any opinions or guesses about the executioner who committed suicide by poisoning not long ago and his congressman's grandson who committed suicide in prison by taking poison?" Wei Ran asked a new question after listening to the translation.
"It was the politicians who had funded the wine merchant who was shot dead by the killer."
Simpson said with almost certainty, "No one wants to be buried with a Frenchman. In this case, the best way is to shut up their family."
"Could it be the other two executioners?" Xia Shushi guessed.
"Won't"
Simpson shook his head, "The video that the old guy posted before his death was obviously forced, but even so he never said anything about the female pilot. Since he didn't say anything, it must not have been killed by the other two bastards.
His, but I think the other two old guys will definitely be looking for the photo album I brought."
"So I'm in danger again?" Wei Ran asked helplessly after waiting for Xia Shushi to finish translating, and the latter also translated the original words to Simpson in a particularly upright manner.
"Will not"
Simpson quickly said, "Nominally, I have deposited this photo album in the bank, and I come to China once a year. Almost all the soybeans produced on my farm are sold to China. I have many business partners here.
.”
You should have said this in advance
Wei Ran twitched the corner of his mouth, but did not say these words after all. In any case, this Mr. Simpson came all the way, and he came here for his own character (recklessness), so this book
The photo album, even if he didn't want to take it, he had to take it.
With this in mind, Wei Ran slowly closed the photo album and put it together with the waterproof metal photo frame that could be folded in half into his briefcase, "Tell Mr. Simpson that we will give him a satisfactory investigation result."
"
"Don't you want to talk about the price?" Xia Shushi reminded kindly.
"The other party has already paid"
Wei Ran patted his briefcase and said, "As long as we can prove that the woman in the burned photo is the American female pilot, this album will be worth a fortune."
"But how to prove it?" Xia Shushi asked.
"Find a way to find the negatives of those photos, or ask the other two executioners to help recall the specific location where the white man was buried alive."
After saying that, Wei Ran changed the subject and said, "Okay, now you can take advantage of Translator Tang not coming back yet and quickly ask Mr. Hugo where the fake crash island is, and then you can wait patiently for a while.
After some time, go find Miss Kou Kou in exchange for the $100,000 investigation fee."
"This money is so profitable." Xia Shushi murmured to himself, and when he came to his senses, he quickly asked this key question to Simpson.
Perhaps misunderstanding that this was the need for investigation, Simpson was extraordinarily straightforward and informed Xia Shushi of the name and coordinates of the unnamed desert island not far from Papua New Guinea. By the way, he also described in detail the plane wreckage that was being photographed.
After taking the photo, he was dragged to the seabed in which direction of the island.
They had just finished communicating when there was a knock on the door outside the box. Immediately afterwards, the waiters brought dishes to the table. When the first hard dish was brought to the table, Translator Tang also brought
He walked into the box with a bottle of high-end liquor.
