At 10:42 pm on December 5th, Wei Ran and Tao Canhua finally cleaned the second floor of the study apartment to meet Meixiang's standards.
After checking the time, Meixiang switched to Japanese and said apologetically to Yumi beside her, "Yumi, I made you laugh."
"It doesn't matter." Yumei shook her head gently but didn't say much.
"How about coming downstairs with me?" Mei Xiang continued to ask, but did not tell the reason.
Hearing this, Youmei nodded obediently without asking the reason.
"You two go back to your room and change your clothes," Mei Xiang told Wei Ran and Tao Canhua with a cold face, "and then go to the basement to reflect."
After saying that, Meixiang stood up, took Youmi and Jasmine downstairs and walked into the storage room.
Soon after, Wei Ran and Tao Canhua, who had changed into clean clothes, also walked in.
"go in"
Mei Xiang still said with a cold face, "Since you two want to fight, you can have a good fight inside. It's best to kill one of them. If both of them are dead, I will be quiet. Jasmine, cut off the electricity in the basement, and then turn off the electricity in the basement."
The entrance is locked."
"yes"
Jasmine responded expressionlessly, bent down and pulled out a wooden board from under a table that was large enough to cover the entrance, then opened the drawer and took out a padlock as big as a mooncake.
Wei Ran and Tao Canhua looked at each other, and then walked obediently along the steps into the dark basement.
Without waiting for the two of them to reach the end, Jasmine, at Mei Xiang's signal, covered the entrance and exit with a wooden board that was half the size of a door panel, and then used the door bolts that came with the board and the surrounding bolts.
The holes were pinned together and locked with the big lock.
"Miss Yumei"
Meixiang took the key from Jasmine and handed it directly to Yumi. At the same time, she said in Japanese, "You will keep the key. It is up to you to decide when to let them out. Please forgive their recklessness."
After a moment of hesitation, Yumi finally took the copper key. She finally realized that whether she was cleaning the second floor just now or closing the small dark room now, to be honest, they were all done for her to see. As for the purpose,
, it’s just that I’m worried that I’ll get angry with the two unlucky guys below, or rather, I’m worried that I’ll get angry with Wei Ran.
Thinking of this, Yumei actually envied Wei Ran in the basement. But at the same time, she secretly shook her head helplessly.
Originally, she planned to go to the basement to take a look tonight, but under the current situation, it was obviously impossible.
After a brief period of disappointment, Youmei felt that this was not bad. Although she was a little regretful that she could not go to the basement tonight, she happened to take this rare opportunity to go to Wei Ran and Tao Canhua's room.
"Sister Meixiang, I can keep the key, but when to let them out, it's up to..."
"Lock them up for at least one night."
Meixiang said with a bit of hatred, "As for when they will be released, it depends on when sister Youmei will forgive them for their rudeness."
"I have forgiven them." Yumei gently held Meixiang's hand, "Then just lock her up for one night and let her out early tomorrow morning."
"Then... then just listen to sister Youmei." Meixiang sighed, "Let's go upstairs and rest."
"Okay" Yumi nodded obediently.
"Turn off the power downstairs," Meixiang deliberately told Jasmine in Japanese, obviously expressing her attitude.
Jasmine glanced helplessly at the locked entrance to the basement, hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the electrical box on the wall and disconnected the electric switch inside.
"Lock the door to the storage room to prevent someone from secretly turning on the switch for them." Mei Xiang continued to instruct in Japanese quite seriously.
Jasmine gritted her teeth, finally locked the door and handed the key to Meixiang.
He handed the key to Yumi, who hesitated for a moment and finally took the second key.
After Meixiang continued to apologize, she arrived on the third floor. After returning to her room, Yumi threw away the two keys in her hand, with a contemptuous sneer in her mouth, and silently cursed an idiot.
After finishing the washing work leisurely, Youmei lay on the bed and waited patiently for the time to pass. However, she had no idea that in the basement, Wei Ran and Tao Canhua were already lying on the sofa next to the stage.
, fell asleep one step earlier than her.
She didn't even know that in the middle of the night, two large packages of leaflets had already left the apartment in Walker's car along with Tang Juechen's body.
At this time, in the dark streets of the Japanese Concession, there were some vendors, coolies, and even middle school students who were busy working during the day. They were holding the distributed leaflets and paste in groups of two in the cold winter night.
Tong skillfully used those articles about resisting Japan and saving the country to stick them firmly on those sun-loving big-character posters on the streets, as well as in some alleys, on street light poles, in front of movie theaters, and even on the gates of Zhongyuan Company.
At half past one in the night, Youmei left her room again, walked quietly to the first floor, and first pried open Tao Canhua's door.
Using the beam of a flashlight, Yumei searched the room carefully. Unfortunately, although there were many things in this room, most of them were various traditional Chinese musical instruments and books that she could not understand at all.
Calligraphy.
Unwilling to give up, she took some photos of the reduced calligraphy scores. After Yumei left the room, she pried open the door of Wei Ran's room.
However, when she saw the bottle of aphrodisiac and kidney-tonifying medicine and the romance-themed newspaper on the bedside table, she could not help but subconsciously feel a slight pain in her fingers.
After a moment's hesitation, she finally took out her gloves from her pocket, put them on, and rummaged through every cabinet and drawer.
Unfortunately, after rummaging around, the only thing she found was a small PPK pistol pressed under the pillow, and the rest were more astringent information stuffed all over the room.
Leaving Wei Ran's room with a gloomy look on her face, Yumei carefully opened the door of the storage room, and then carefully lay down on the locked wooden board.
Although she couldn't hear it very clearly, she could still barely hear the snoring one after another. After a moment of hesitation, she got up and walked to the door, opened the electrical box and closed the switch.
When she lay down on the wooden board again, which had already let out light, she also heard the bewildered conversation between Wei Ran and Tao Canhua.
After getting up and leaving the storage room, Yumi returned to her room on the third floor without even locking the door.
In the blink of an eye, the next morning, it was already after seven o'clock when Yumi got up. This was definitely an early rise in the past, but for the members of the Chunhua Opera Troupe in the study apartment, they had already had breakfast.
They were all in the banquet hall on the second floor, starting to practice dancing to the piano music played by Qiushi.
After washing up slowly and changing her clothes, Yumei then went downstairs and handed the key to the basement to Jasmine with a reserved look. She opened the wooden board leading to the basement. Immediately afterwards, she saw Wei Ran and
Tao Canhua ran out in no particular order and each got into the bathroom.
Suppressing her smile, Yumi turned around and went up to the second floor. At the same time, she secretly thought about how to go to the basement and check Jasmine and Qiushi's room on the second floor.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the young people who had just met at the dance yesterday also arrived at the study apartment on time. Under the guidance of Mei Xiang and Jasmine, they began to learn the foxtrot in earnest to the piano music played by Qiushi.
Yumi, who was watching in the living room on the second floor, was also secretly remembering the identities of these dancing students. From what she knew, these young students seemed to be the children of businessmen, and a considerable number of them were even the children of Japanese expatriates.
Not only that, even Meixiang’s teachings are repeated in Japanese from time to time in order to facilitate understanding.
It was from these details that Yumi couldn't help but start to wonder if they were looking in the wrong direction.
Just when she was secretly shaken, Second Sister You also sent someone to bring Mei Xiang's car back, and also sent a cake said to be brought back by her man from Peking as a thank you gift.
Before Wei Ran, who still had palm prints on his face, could send the driver away, a motorcycle drove into the yard.
Immediately afterwards, Yumei, who was at the window on the second floor, saw Wei Ran running into the building. Then she heard the messy footsteps and saw Wei Ran running upstairs.
Perhaps the lesson learned last night was profound enough, but Wei Ran didn't dare to look in her direction this time. He just walked quickly to the edge of the banquet hall and waved to Mei Xiang, who was instructing the students on their movements.
.
"What's wrong?" Meixiang asked in a low voice as Wei Ran took two steps toward the living room. Not far away, Yumei, who was holding a tea cup, also secretly pricked up her ears.
"Mr. Volker's men came and asked if Volker was here. He said he hadn't gone back since last night."
Wei Ran paused and continued to ask, "It was Walker who sent the geisha back last night. I was wondering if the two of them were busy. Do we need to cover for Mr. Walker?"
"What kind of cover are you using?" Mei Xiang waved her hand impatiently, "Let him go to the Golden Boat Dance Hall to ask, unless there is really something important."
"Okay," Wei Ran responded happily, turned around and ran downstairs again.
Soon, the man on the motorcycle of the German trading company downstairs was also sent away by Wei Ran, and Mei Xiang continued to teach the students how to dance seriously with Jasmine.
Yumei, on the other hand, felt a little bad premonition. Meixiang and others didn't know about Walker, but she knew clearly what the Jew had done.
Thinking of this, she couldn't sit still anymore, so she simply got up and returned to the third floor. After locking the door, she emptied the suitcase. Then she shook the generator with one hand, pressed the button of the radio station with the other, and quickly sent a message.
Short telegram.
Before she could get a reply, the roar of the motorcycle engine came from downstairs again. When she opened the window and walked to the balcony, she immediately saw the German who had been here half an hour ago driving again.
The motorcycle drove into the yard and then ran into the building.
When she hurriedly closed her suitcase and left the room, the piano music on the second floor had stopped. Then, she heard Mei Xiang ask in surprise, "Missing? Why is she missing?"
"My meal..."
"Cousin, you ask in German, his Chinese sounds too hard to listen to," Mei Xiang said.
"Why is Volker missing?" Wei Ran immediately asked in slightly anxious German.
"I went to the Golden Boat Dance Hall and found the geisha he sent back yesterday."
The German guy who smelled of body odor said anxiously, "But she said that Walker went back after sending her to her yesterday and gave her his business card."
"So he didn't go back to the foreign bank?" Wei Ran asked, "Did he go somewhere to have fun?"
"impossible"
The German guy said firmly, "We have a very important business to discuss with... a business partner today. Mr. Volker has been working hard on this matter for a long time. Even if he goes to find a woman, he will arrive on time."
Came back."
"But he hasn't been to our place since he left yesterday," Wei Ran said, and translated the conversation to Mei Xiang.
"Someya, yes, Mr. Someya."
Meixiang said as if she had remembered something, "Cousin, please drive him to Mr. Someya now and ask if he is with them. I remember that Walker occasionally goes to Mr. Someya to play cards."
"I'll take him to find him right away"
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he immediately switched to German and greeted the Germans who came to the door to come downstairs. One drove a car and the other rode a motorcycle and left the apartment.
Walker is missing?
Standing at the corner of the stairs on the second and third floors, Yumi muttered to herself, turned around and ran upstairs to her room again, and sent another telegram.
There is no doubt that Mr. Walker and his car will not be found in a short time. In the edge area adjacent to the Japanese Concession and the French Concession, Little Su’s mother, who got up early, took a look at the big smoke shops on the other side of the road.
The big-character anti-Japanese and national salvation posters were once again posted on the door of the museum, and leaflets were scattered all over the floor. The curtains were closed again with a smile.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! On December 6th, Wei Ran worked with Volker's assistant for a whole day, and even Mei Xiang helped punch all the guests who attended the dance yesterday.
Made some inquiries on the phone.
It was "a pity" that until Wei Ran returned to the study apartment at around 8 o'clock in the evening, the missing Walker and his car were still not found as expected.
That night, because of the disappearance of her friend, Mei Xiang rarely went out to dance. Everyone in the study apartment, after being questioned carefully by Mei Xiang to no avail, went back to their rooms to have an early rest.
At half past one in the night, Yumei touched it again and quietly slipped into the storage room.
Gently closing the door, Yumi walked into the dark basement. She waited until she walked down the steps before turning on the flashlight.
Unfortunately, as the flashlight beam swept over, the basement was completely visible. Except for the stage that was less than half a meter above the floor, there was no place where secrets could be hidden.
After carefully checking all the tables and sofas in the basement, Yumi found only two silver coins that had fallen into the gaps of the sofa at some point, and a bunch of silver coins in the gaps under the sofa that were covered with dust.
A key that belongs to no one and whose purpose is unknown.
Unwilling to give up, Yumi knelt on the edge of the stage. She held up a flashlight and pressed her face against the gap in the stage to observe carefully.
"So it's hidden here!"
Youmi snorted. Although the gap between the wooden boards on the side of the stage was only half a leek leaf wide, when she shined the flashlight along the gap, she could vaguely see that there seemed to be another layer of partitions inside.
There seemed to be a lot of white canvas bags lying around.
After looking around, Yumei carefully opened the big red carpet on the stage. As expected, there was an openable cover in the center under the carpet.
After struggling to open the one-meter-square wooden cover, Yumi was so frightened that she almost screamed when she saw what was inside. Then she sat down on the stage, and the flashlight in her hand was gone.
Knock it carefully on the bottom plate, and it will make a slight muffled sound.
Even the wooden cover would have been slammed back to its original position if she hadn't been quick to hold it up with her toes.
After calming down, Yumei pointed the flashlight at the object under the cover as quickly as possible. Under the burnt yellow beam, what was placed under the cover was a fake mouse with exquisite workmanship and lifelike appearance.
This half-meter-long fake mouse, not counting the tail, was balled up in the dark space. In its arms, it was holding a gold ingot as big as a dumpling, and there were many scattered around.
Silver dollar.
Secretly breathing a sigh of relief, Yumi, who was frightened and her heart was pounding, turned off the flashlight and listened for a moment. Until she was sure that the movement just now did not attract anyone's attention, she turned on the flashlight again. After some observation, she opened it carefully.
The hidden compartment has wooden boards that can be opened on all sides.
When she suppressed her excitement and shined the beam of her flashlight inside, she found that there were canvas bags the size of pillows stuffed inside.
Carefully pulling out a heavy canvas bag, Yumi untied the rope that tied the opening, only to find that it contained only large and small pieces of quicklime.
After Yumi restored the bag to its original shape, after some hesitation, she finally carefully slipped in through the narrow gap.
If the rescued person they want to find is hidden here, and if the rescued person has turned into a corpse, then these quicklime is undoubtedly the best way to preserve the corpse.
However, as the saying goes, the disappointment is as great as the hope. When she crawled around under the stage that was filled with dust and lime dust, she did not find any corpses or radio stations. There were only pockets of quicklime and pockets of quicklime.
Lime powder scattered everywhere.
And obviously, no one comes here at all, let alone people. Because of the presence of lime, not even a single insect is seen here.
Crawling out again in disgrace, Yumi took off her gloves and rubbed her eyes that were blurred by the lime, then restored the cover and carpet to their original state.
Standing in front of the huge mirror and adjusting her appearance, Yumi tried to push the large mirror, then walked to both sides to observe, then shook her head and walked upstairs.
The mirror was motionless. It stretched from the floor to the ceiling on both sides. One side of the mirror frame was close to the wall, and the other side was tightly blocked by the corner of the stair railing. It was obviously impossible to hide anything behind the mirror.
So far, in this building, the only rooms that have not been searched are Jasmine and Qiushi's rooms, as well as a few dormitories of Yang Ma, Uncle Meng and the members of the troupe.
Could it be in the yard or garage?
Thinking of this, Yumei immediately hurried back to the room upstairs, put on a woolen coat, and walked out of the hall carefully.
Thanks to the moon outside, she could see everything in the yard clearly at a glance. Likewise, Wei Ran, who was hiding behind the curtains when he heard the noise, could see her clearly.
Thinking of this, Wei Ran smiled, stood up, turned on the light and staggered out of the room, but without even closing the door, he walked into the bathroom diagonally facing the stairs and turned on the light.
Not to mention, he didn't even close the bathroom door before taking off his shorts and sitting on the toilet, humming hard.
In the yard, when the lights in the sanitary room were lit, Yumei immediately hid in the shadows under the flower beds.
A moment later, when she saw through a glass window the restroom light on the stairs on the first floor, the restroom door that was not closed at all, and Wei Ran sitting on the toilet, she couldn't help but grit her teeth.
There is no doubt that unless she climbs to the second floor and has a way to open the window that is locked from the inside, if she wants to go upstairs, she will have to wait for Wei Ran to finish shitting, or even wait for him
Just fall asleep.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wrapping her woolen coat tightly around her body, Yumi looked around, then crouched down and moved to the boiler room on the north side of the small building.
It's a pity that the boiler room has been locked by Uncle Meng before going to bed, so it's impossible to go in to keep warm.
After carefully inspecting the large water tanks used to hold briquettes against the north wall, Yumi walked carefully around to the north side of the small building.
Although she was separated from the window, she could still hear Wei Ran's grunting and the crackling sound of excretion as he pooped hard.
Suppressing the nausea in her heart, Youmi continued to walk to the other end of the small building. After taking a quick look at the two stone lamps wrapped in the dead branches of rose flowers in the flower bed, she decisively turned around and touched them back, ducking in.
In the garage.
Fortunately, although the garage was not much warmer, the car was not locked.
Carefully opening the car door, Yumei took off her gloves and touched her cold face after getting in. Then she turned on the flashlight again and checked carefully. From time to time, she would get out of the car and take a look at Wei Ran's room, waiting patiently.
Take him back to his room and continue sleeping.
After spending more than half an hour like this, Wei Ran felt that Yumi was almost cool in the yard, so he was willing to leave the bathroom and moved his already sore legs back to the room.
Almost at the same time as he turned off the light, Yumi also trembled and got into the door. Amidst the smell of shit that filled the room on the first floor, she took off the shoes she had taken off before entering the door, wearing only a pair of socks, and covered them with her hands.
Nose escaped to the third floor.
After she leaned on the radiator to warm up her numb body from the cold, Yumi took off her stained clothes and threw them into a suitcase. Then she shook the generator again and sent out a message saying "Nothing abnormal, please return."
.” telegram—she had had enough of life here.
There was nothing to say all night. In the early morning of December 7th, the children of the opera troupe got up on time at five o'clock as usual. After breakfast at five thirty, they went into the basement to start their routine opera lessons as usual.
Practice.
"I seemed to hear something last night." Tao Canhua asked Wei Ran in a low voice beside the fireplace on the first floor, who was sitting opposite and drinking tea.
"I got up and went to the toilet," Wei Ranhun replied nonchalantly. "I knew when you went to the toilet," Tao Canhua continued, "I mean before that."
"I guess the rats are making trouble again."
Wei Ran grinned and laughed, and Tao Canhua also smiled. Apparently he understood Wei Ran's hint, and lowered his voice and said, "I guess it's because I just went to the basement, and it seems like the stage was tampered with."
"Is there something hidden in there?"
"Can't"
Tao Canhua nodded matter-of-factly, "The Rat Lord, which theater troupe doesn't offer a Rat Lord? I specially spent 20 yuan to find the master to bring it. Just watch, this rat is making trouble, we
This troupe will definitely make money."
hope so...
Wei Ran muttered secretly. It was already December 7th, and there were only about 24 hours left before the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor. In other words, by tomorrow afternoon at the latest, the Japanese army would be stationed in the British and French concessions. By then,
There will definitely be chaos in this concession.
In this case, how can the troupe make money? As long as the people on this floor can save their lives.
In these swirling thoughts, time passed by minute by second. However, until 9:30 in the morning, when Meixiang got up, Yumi still did not go downstairs. Instead, it was Jasmine who sent down the news about her——
Yumi has a cold and a fever and needs to be sent to the hospital now.
It's not anti-freeze either...
Wei Ran muttered to himself and quickly changed his clothes. When Jasmine carried Youmei down under the escort of Mei Xiang, he had already started the car and was ready.
"Which hospital should we go to?" Wei Ran asked as he drove the car out of the small hospital.
"Go to the German hospital, it's close." Mei Xiang said decisively.
Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately stepped up the accelerator. Of course he knew that the German hospital Mei Xiang was talking about was the hospital where Walker's sister and Andy worked. When passing by there before, Jasmine had given her a
He pointed the way.
After rushing all the way to the hospital, Jasmine ran inside with Yumi carrying a high fever on her back, and Meixiang followed closely behind.
By the time Wei Ran parked the car, he could no longer find them.
However, he was not in a hurry. He simply lit a cigarette at the door, stopped a German female nurse in a white coat for a chat, and learned through insinuations that Dr. Dagmar had left his job as early as last spring.
Not only that, but other medical staff in the department she was responsible for also resigned at the same time.
"Where did she go..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, and waited until he finished smoking, then he inquired all the way and found Youmi who had just finished the butt injection, Mei Xiang who accompanied her, and Jasmine who was about to take medicine.
"I didn't even have time to ask on the way, why did sister Youmei have a fever?" Wei Ran asked with concern.
"She said she felt bored last night and opened the window for a while," Mei Xiang explained helplessly.
"It wasn't just a while, it took more than forty minutes..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, but what came out of his mouth were complaints mixed with distress, such as "How dare you open the window to get some air in this cold winter?"
"I guess I'm homesick."
Mei Xiang followed the topic and guessed, "Although there are many children of the same age in our bookstore, there are really too few who can communicate with her, not to mention a dog-skin plaster like you that pesters them every day."
"Cousin, you can't accuse me wrongly."
Wei Ran pointed to the sky and said, "Ever since sister Youmei secretly turned on the light in the basement for us the night before yesterday, I have decided not to bully her."
“It’s best this way”
Meixiang sighed again, "I'm already worried about how to explain it to Mr. Tian when he comes back. Alas, it's been such an eventful year. First, Mr. Walker went somewhere unknown, and then Yumi also caught the cold, and I didn't even know.
What will happen tomorrow?"
"The Japanese will invade the concession tomorrow..."
Wei Ran covered the tattoo on the tiger's mouth on his left hand and muttered secretly in his heart, but he did not dare to say it at all.
"Let's talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow."
Wei Ran glanced at Youmei, who was lying on the bed with her whole face flushed, and proactively suggested, "What should we do later? Should sister Youmei go back to rest or let her live here?"
"The doctor just said that the situation is not too serious and you can go back, but you have to come over tomorrow and the day after to get an injection."
"Then go back"
Wei Ran hurriedly said, "You can't live in this hospital as comfortably as at home. After I send you back home later, I will buy an old hen and let Yang Ma stew it for sister Youmei to replenish it."
"I guess you're thoughtful," Meixiang sighed, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Yumi's forehead, "Have you found Mr. Walker?"
"I haven't had time to ask yet," Wei Ran replied immediately, "I'll go over and ask together later."
Meixiang thought for a while and said, "If it doesn't work out, I'll take Walker's assistant to Mr. Someya and ask him to help find someone in the newspaper. Now I'm worried about whether he will suffer any accident."
"I'll ask his opinion when the time comes." Wei Ran agreed happily.
After Jasmine came back from getting the medicine, Wei Ran drove the three of them back to the study apartment, and then immediately drove to Matheson and found Walker's assistant. After asking about the search but to no avail, he took the initiative to talk about Mei Xiang's proposal.
.
Weiran was willing to provide such help, so Volker's assistant naturally had no objections. Without thinking, he took the money and got into the car driven by Weiran, and rushed to Someya's home in the Japanese Concession as quickly as possible.
Because it was the weekend, Mr. Sometani was at home. After Wei Ran told Meixiang's suggestion, Sometani Yukio simply agreed and said that it could be arranged today, and the missing person's revelation would appear in the newspaper early tomorrow morning.
superior.
After finishing this matter, when Wei Ran was returning with Volker's assistant, he stepped on the brakes at the entrance of Quanyechang, called a cigarette vendor over, and bought two packs from him.
cigarettes and a pack of matches.
After sending Volker's assistant back to the foreign bank, Wei Ran made another trip to San Guan Er to buy two old hens and some Chinese medicine that could be used to make soup, and then returned to his apartment.
After handing all the old hen and the herbs to Yang's mother, Wei Ran sat down on the sofa by the fireplace, took out the box of matches, opened them, and took out a match wrapped with a note.
Expanding this article, there are only eight small words written on it: "The person has been buried, the feng shui is excellent."
Finally, he took a look at the matchbox to make sure there was nothing inside. Wei Ran threw the note in his hand into the fireplace and then threw in two pieces of firewood to hold it down. Then he threw the match on the table, got up and returned to his room.
Inside, I easily closed the gauze curtain.
First he opened the big pack of cigarettes and put the cigarettes inside into the cigarette box. After some hesitation, Weiran opened the pack of Camel again.
What he didn't expect was that unlike the normal packs of Camel cigarettes from the previous few days, this pack of Camel cigarettes actually contained two negatives.
Without thinking about it, Wei Ran took out the food box. He first threw the unpacked pack of Camel cigarettes in, then turned on the desk lamp, put one of the negatives up, and tried hard to distinguish the small words recorded in the negatives:
"A newspaper clipping: Japanese imperialism announced that it had 'occupied' Shandong Province. However, I, an anti-fascist journalist, was traveling freely in this 'Japanese-occupied area', but I met someone in this area.
Thousands of armed anti-Japanese fighters and people saw the tattered helmets and broken "sun flags" of the Japanese "imperial army" everywhere in this area.
The things I have personally experienced are unimaginable to many people. If someone does not believe these facts..."
Without continuing to distinguish the remaining small words recorded on the film, Wei Ran put it into the food box and picked up the second film.
"A message to our compatriots: The Jinmen puppet government is full of running dogs of Japan. Japan wants them to be puppets to rule us indirectly! Enslave us! Numb us!
Our brothers and sisters are suffering unprecedented humiliation. Jinmen Suburban County has been repeatedly raided by Japan's Sanguang. Food has been robbed, men have been arrested and sent to Japan to work as laborers, and women have been tortured..."
Gritting his teeth, he put the negative in the food box and put it away. He finally knew where the anti-Japanese articles in the underground printing room came from.
This small, square negative film went through countless efforts and encountered many dangers before it was finally sent to the printing room and printed into leaflets by Andy and the three girls.
After that, these leaflets were transported to the Japanese Concession and posted in every corner by nameless people at great risk - just to awaken the enslaved compatriots.
But...
With the disappearance of Walker and Yumi's investigation of this place, the suspicion of everyone in this book apartment has basically been cleared, but how long can the underground printing room last? Maybe tomorrow, the Japanese will enter the concession.
,By the time...
Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh again, but at the same time, he also remembered the job requirements that Mei Xiang had given to him when he came here for an interview.
Silently he took out the small PPK pistol. Wei Ran took it apart and carefully inspected it to confirm that it was normal. He reached out and took out a magazine full of bullets from the food box, replaced the original magazine, and then collected the food.
