Liang Jian: I have a canteen

The Japanese officer glanced at the translator contemptuously.

The translator immediately put on a smile, then turned around and said to several villagers fiercely, "Have you remembered everything I just told you?"

The villagers nodded dullly and said, "I got it!"

Wang Zhenzhen really couldn't stand the translator's face, so he stood in front of the translator and said, "If you have any questions, I can ask them myself. You don't need to do it for me."

"This." The translator turned to look at the Japanese officer.

The Japanese officer sneered, "Just do as Miss Ju Daoji says."

The Japanese officer's smile was cold, and it contained undisguised murderous intent.

Just such a casual smile actually made the translator break into a cold sweat.

He turned back to look at Wang Zhenzhen carefully and said, "Miss, you can ask. If they have anything unclear, I can answer it for you."

Wang Zhenzhen rolled her eyes at the translator with contempt, then took out her notebook and started asking questions to the villagers.

The questions did not go beyond the general scope, but were limited to the train, the hijacking, and the numbers, equipment, and names of the troops who took action.

The question was very simple, and several villagers could barely answer it one sentence at a time.

Wang Zhenzhen did not ask any unnecessary questions because she remembered Xu San telling her that when dealing with sensitive issues, you must first learn to protect yourself. Although the truth is important, it needs the opportunity to tell it. Otherwise, the truth will be lost in history. in the long river.

After asking some detailed questions again, and seeing that several villagers gave vague answers, Wang Zhenzhen put away her notebook, indicating that the questions were over.

After packing up the notebook, Wang Zhenzhen took out Xu San's Leica camera from her bag and took pictures of the tickets and IOUs one by one.

After taking all the photos, Wang Zhenzhen asked several villagers to hold the tickets and IOUs in front of their chests and took a few photos for them.

After everything was settled, Wang Zhenzhen asked the Japanese officer, "Mr. officer, can I ask some villagers a few questions about this incident?"

"Okay, Miss Judaoji, please feel free to do so." the Japanese officer said with a smile.

"Thank you!" After Wang Zhenzhen bowed, she turned around and asked a few irrelevant questions, most of which were about the old people outside the village.

As Wang Zhenzhen expected, these dull villagers were all nephews of the old people.

If the old man doesn't leave, these people will naturally not leave in order to take care of the old man.

Since ancient times, China has put filial piety first. No matter how difficult it is, these villagers will not ignore their temperament.

He took out dozens of French coins from his bag and put them in the hands of the villagers, "This is the fee for this interview."

The villagers looked at the money in their hands, and their dull expressions turned horrifying, as if the money in their hands was not money, but poison.

Wang Zhenzhen looked at the villagers and pushed them with her hands, "Just bear with it, you deserve this. If possible, take the old man to live with his relatives."

"That" the villager turned to look at the translator, as if asking for his opinion.

The translator glanced at the Japanese officer, and after asking for permission, said to several villagers, "You should keep what Miss Judaoji gave you. Well, also, after taking the money, hurry up and take those old immortals with you." Get out of here right now.”

After finishing speaking, the translator waved his hand.

Seeing the actions of the translator, the eyes of several dull villagers suddenly lighted up, and they immediately rolled and crawled out of the house.

After the villagers left, the Japanese officer looked at his watch and saw that it was already noon.

"It's already noon. Miss Judaoji, why don't you stay and have lunch." "Thank you, Mr. Officer, for your kindness. I have to go back to catch up on the manuscript!" Wang Zhenzhen bowed slightly to apologize.

"Miss Kikudaoji, it's better to stay, because there are still precious materials that you need to bear witness to in the afternoon."

Wang Zhenzhen paused for a moment, frowned and thought for a moment, and then understood what was going on, "The train was robbed. It should not only be ordinary people, but also wealthy businessmen and politicians, right? In the afternoon, these wealthy businessmen will pay the ransom here?"

"Bah bang bang~~" the Japanese officer clapped his hands and said, "Ju Dao Ji is indeed a smart lady, you guessed it right!"

"You look like I'm really going to stay here."
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  Lunch was not bad, with wine and meat.

Xu Sanzi took a sip of wine and took a sip of meat. It was very sweet.

Seeing Xu San's carefree look, Tian Xue felt full immediately.

"Crack!" She slapped the broken chopsticks on the table, then angrily picked up the wine bottle and started to drink it.

After drinking, he cursed Xu San.

Xu San wasn't angry either. Watching Tian Xue act was a pleasure.

When she had scolded her enough, Xu San wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, then stood up with a smile, "Xiaoxue, you know, I love you."

"Bah!" Tian Xue spat on Xu San's face, "I listen to you, I don't even know how I died!"

"Actually, I don't know about these things. If you cooperate, maybe the ransom can be smaller."

"Stop being so hypocritical, tell me, is your surname Yamamoto or Edogawa?" Tian Xue roared, forcing out a tear.

"My surname is Edogawa!" Xu Sanpi said with a smile.

"Get out! I don't believe anything you say anymore!" Tian Xue grabbed the bowl and chopsticks in front of her and threw them over.

Xu San tilted his head and hid, then shook his head, got up and walked out of the house.

In the courtyard of the stronghold, the guards were not very tight, but even so, Xu San had no intention of escaping.

No matter what kind of problems he experienced in the past, it seemed that the situation was vaguely under his control, but this time.
  It seems that he has no control and knows nothing about the outside world. He has two killer weapons, a gun and a knife, and now he only has one knife in his hand.

I feel very anxious in my heart, not knowing what the situation outside is like now.

Although a game has been hastily laid out,...
  He felt that the situation was still developing in an uncontrollable direction, or that he didn't know the direction.

He only hoped that the little rich woman could arrive in Kunming safely and complete her four-year studies in peace. By then, the war should be over, right?

"Huh~~·" He took out a breath and used Qi Lian Jue to adjust the complicated emotions in his heart.

When his mood reached a point where there was no more talk, he walked to the foot of a tree in the stronghold.

He took out his handkerchief and covered his eyes, then activated Madoka!

Now Xu San's use of circles is much better than before. He can achieve very low consumption and very accurate sensing.

The trees in late autumn are hung with withered yellow leaves. When blown by the wind, they fall one after another and fall within the circle.

Xu San, who was holding the knife, calmly avoided the fallen leaves, and from time to time he used the knife to cut off one piece in two.

This time he didn't use any skills, but relied on the muscle memory left after using the knife many times, and slashed one after another. (End of chapter)