Chapter 21 Interrogation (2)

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In April, the world is full of fragrance, and the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.

They were dragged forward by fate in this spring purgatory, disgraced and crawling.

But now can't even crawl.

The people who traveled with them were as skinny as they were, and they looked like ghosts. Xiao Yuner had never studied, and did not know that there was a word specially used to describe them called "hu-faced and dove-shaped".

"It can't go on like this," the man thought to himself.

There is a city in front. Fortunately, the officers and soldiers defending the city did not prevent them, the hungry, from entering.

He was determined to get food for them today.

He took aim at a woman in a cheongsam, who was beautiful and slender, holding a five- or six-year-old child in one hand and a paper bag full of bread in the other.

The child raised his head and said something, waving his chubby fingers incessantly, causing the woman to chuckle, leaning over and printing a rouge-flavored kiss on his white and tender face.

It was a young mother with a wealthy family and a gentle personality. She must be able to understand him, who also had a child, but had nowhere to go.

He took Xiao Yuner and walked a few steps, stopped, and let him stay where he was and wait for him—begging is something he should do alone.

The mother holding the child was blocked by a stranger.

She raised her head suspiciously, first stunned, then suddenly panic-stricken.

What kind of person is that? !

She couldn't even determine whether it was a "human" or not. The opposite was like a hungry ghost in hell. He was tall and filthy. Those chapped lips belonged to the demon king who grinds his teeth and sucks blood in the book. The corpse's body, but the two holes in its face are filled with light, that is...that is...that is the gaze of the evil beast staring at the food, the gaze that will kill her!

She couldn't help screaming, and at the same time hugged the child beside her.

The devil's lips parted, uttering syllables she couldn't understand.

She couldn't help closing her eyes, her body trembling.

Fortunately, someone ran over from behind at this time. It was the bodyguard who escorted her and her child to the street. Usually, she followed her instructions and followed her from a distance. She was not allowed to come forward.

And now she is so grateful for their presence!

The devil was quickly knocked to the ground, and the bodyguards were all experts out of ten, but as expected, they punched so hard that the devil was powerless to fight back.

Gradually she came to her senses and woke up suddenly, watching the same ragged, miniature skeleton rushing forward, crying like her crying child - he was too skinny, maybe hungry For many days, didn't even have the strength to cry.

At this time, she also saw clearly that it was not a devil lying on the ground, but an ordinary beggar.

The bread had already been scattered all over the floor, and she was stunned for a while before she remembered and called to stop.

Busy soothing the crying child, she took a few breaths to calm herself down, then got up.

Before leaving, she glanced at the dusty deformed dough on the ground, frowned, and was speechless after all.

"Those breads were the most delicious things I've ever eaten in my life."

Lu Mincheng looked at him and said, "...Fortune is tough, and you don't have enough to eat. It's not your reason for turning to the Japanese."

"Of course not," He Yu'an said coldly, "No one wants to do that—if I hadn't seen my father being eaten by others."

"!" Lu Mincheng's eyeballs shrank suddenly.

The later story is not so twisty, the man is sick, and it gets worse day by day.

Maybe it wasn't a fatal illness at first, but he was tired all the way, and he distributed a little food to the children. He couldn't get supplies for a long time, and naturally he became weaker. He is an adult man, and he can't be compared with children.

It’s not that I didn’t want to work in the past. At that time, there was a kind of organization called “slum factory”, which was funded by the local chamber of commerce and managed by a separate board of directors.

He watched with his own eyes as the inspector with a stick grabbed a man who stumbled out of the gate with both hands and feet, and the sound of metal and bone crashing was exceptionally clear in the absence of flesh and blood.

He left with the child and continued to leave the city - he couldn't stay in the city, there were such "hospital institutions" everywhere in the city.

No matter how rich the people in the city are, they won't be able to get a grain of food.

"Afterwards, he died."

He Yu settled down, as if thinking of something extremely disgusting, his throat moved to suppress the nausea, and a masochistic pleasure filled his heart: "Then he was eaten."

"When he was dying, they watched; when he was dead, they came."

The boy cried in horror: what are you doing... don't touch my father!

But no one ignored him.

The body of a person who has just died is still warm, and it is not like those who have been dead for a long time will rot and produce maggots.

The boy's cries gradually overlapped with the cries of the little girl on the road at the beginning, separated by time and space, and it was equally heart-rending.

His soul burst out with astonishing courage and slammed into it, but □□ was vulnerable.

"Have you ever seen cannibalism?" He looked straight at Lu Mincheng.

"The first bite was on the right arm. It was a man. The second one was a woman. She chose the thigh. Then it was the third and fourth, and they ate him bit by bit."

The man became fragmented. After one of the eaters finished eating, he got up with blood on his face, and saw the boy who had been sluggish beside him.

He took two steps and suddenly fell to the ground and kowtowed to the boy.

When the full beasts were gone, the boy silently approached, crouched down, and picked up the lily hairpin that had fallen in the soil.

After the story was told, Lu Mincheng's eyes couldn't help but bring sympathy, but he quickly covered it up.

He did not forget his identity as an interrogator.

"How did you and Oshima Lily meet?"

No wonder he asked, because the whole thing was just too coincidental, like a set-up—a boy in hardship, a hot actor, a hidden identity, just the right timing.

"...I have already explained it, and it was introduced by Qin Jiang."

"I'm not asking this, what I mean is, why do you believe that there is a blood relationship between the two parties? After all, so many years have passed."

He Yuan stopped for a while, as if to say that he was tired, and the pain of the wound made him breathe lightly.

"...Do you remember that lily hairpin?"

Lu Mincheng nodded.

He continued: "First Qin Jiang said that he is now working for some big people. Maybe he can use this hairpin to help me find my mother."

"Later, he brought my mother to see me."

Hearing this, Lu Mincheng frowned slightly, but did not interrupt him.

He Yuan smiled slightly: "Do you think it's strange? How can two people who have never met each other confirm that we are mother and son?"

"Qin Jiang took his mother to watch my play, and when we met later, my mother didn't say much, but just took out an old photo. When I saw the photo, I was very surprised - the woman in the military uniform above is impressive. He has the same face as me!"

He paused: "Later she told me that this was a photo of her seventeen years ago, the year after she gave birth to me."

"That lily hairpin was something she left to my father. In fact, my father made it and gave it to her, but she didn't take it with her, just like she left me to my father."

"How did you and Qin Jiang meet?"

"...that's another story." He panted slightly.

Xiao Yun'er walked aimlessly. He hadn't eaten for four days. The scorching sun was scorching hot. He felt like he was turning into a puddle of water, and every drop of life fell silently.

He stopped crying, as if all the tears had been shed on the day his father died, he just walked forward, one step at a time, towards death.

In a trance, he seemed to smell a hint of meat.

He was stunned for a moment, tried his best to open his eyes that were covered with filth and sweat, and took a deep breath—

That's right!

It is indeed the scent of animal fats and oils under high temperature heating!

Like a hungry little wild dog, he walked towards the source of the fragrance with his intuition and thirst for life. Finally, he found each other behind a thatched haystack.

It was a boy of the same age as him, staring at his round black eyes. When he saw him, his first reaction was not to speak, but to gobble up the unrecognizable, but enticing aroma in his hand. stuff in the mouth.

Xiao Yun'er swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, and was about to speak, when she was suddenly dizzy, and the next second, she saw the world reversed, and all she could see was darkness.

He passed out.

He was woken up by hunger. When he woke up, it was already dark, and there was a blazing fire in front of him. The boy was sitting by the fire. When he saw that he was awake, he handed him a bunch of baked goods. That's some kind of bird.

Hunger rampaged through the bones, nearly breaking the body. He took the food and gulps it down. The stomach cramps that he had not eaten for a long time caused a burst of vomiting, but he still refused to stop and swallowed with all his strength.

Later, the two went on the road together. The boy's name was A Shui, and he was an orphan like him.

What surprised Xiao Yuner was that Ah Shui always knew where to dig earthworms and catch sparrows, or where there were frogs and snails in a pond on a rainy day.

They went all the way from north to south, from early summer to mid-winter.

In winter, Ah Shui was seriously ill and nearly died. Xiao Yuner was so frightened that she wanted to ask for help, but no one was willing to help them.

Because he couldn't get the money, he knelt at the door of the medical hall and couldn't help crying. He was heard by the head of the troupe who happened to pass by and praised: "Good voice!"

The troupe leader was willing to pay for him, provided he wanted to go with him.

Xiao Yun'er agreed to the other party's request without any hesitation, just asking if he could watch Ah Shui get better.

The class teacher was in trouble. He was on his way to rest, but he didn't have the time to wait for the little baby who didn't know his fate to open his eyes.

So in desperation, Xiao Yun'er had to leave the unconscious boy in the hospital, and asked the doctor to take good care of him, and then left with the other party.

"Just like this, I returned to Peiping. Later, for some reason, the troupe broke up. By chance, Master Xiafeng bought me and let me learn boxing and kicking for a year. After seeing that I was not a singer, he handed me over again. I gave Master Mu to learn to sing Tsing Yi instead."

He closed his eyes: "Qin Jiang saved me, and I'll give him back."

He looked at Lu Mincheng with a chuckle: "I'm afraid Commander Lu has never lived like ours, surrounded by poisonous monsters, hungry tigers and hungry eagles, and those things in human skin are more heinous than the Japanese you say. , it's really not much better."

Lu Mincheng looked at him with the blood of loyal souls and martyrs in front of his eyes, thinking, let's try one last time.

"Do you have any regrets?"

He Yuan looked at him with a sneer, "I don't regret it."

Lu Mincheng nodded, got up and left, and when he was about to reach the door, he seemed to remember something and turned his head: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, the name 'Qin Jiang' is the same as your 'Nighting', but it's just a code name ."

He Yu'an was expressionless.

Lu Mincheng suddenly realized: "Oh, so you all know, so you must know... His real name is Empress Yu Danjiang."

Snowflakes fell, and the calm ice surface suddenly cracked.

He Yuan's lips trembled: "What did you say... No, it's impossible..."

"For another example," the man said lightly, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, "Oshima Lily was officially transferred to the 'Mei' agency for fifteen years, and she came to China to be in charge of intelligence work in East China ten years ago."

The iron chain rattled, and He Yuan's eyes were cracked: "Impossible! She won't lie to me, that photo..."

"Yes, there are still photos," Commander Lu slapped his forehead. "Boss He is a person on the stage. After dressing up in oil and pastels, he naturally understands the truth of 'the truth is false when it is false.'"

"It's not easy to find two identical people, but it's not necessarily difficult to find someone who can change the face."

He laughed sadly: "Boss He's wonderful dream of visiting the garden sings really well, but this dream should have woken up long ago."

After saying that, he left without looking back, and no longer looked at the piece of spring light behind him.