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    "Do you want to explain something?" "Then what do you think I can explain?" Qin Wei understands what disaster means, but this "understanding" has always been on paper.  He didn't expect that he would encounter the same situation in this life, let alone that it would happen so soon His casual words were firmly remembered by the little patrolman Xiao Liquan.  After that, the small patrol officer's report was reported to the captain of the patrol team where he was working in the shortest possible time, and then to the branch director, and then to Dongfang Bai, the director of the Chongqing Police Department and assistant to the director, and then to the director's assistant.  Dongfang Bai reported it to Xu Zhongqi, the chief of police who had just taken office, and then reported it to Jiang Zhicheng, the mayor of Chongqing who had also been in office for just two months. Jiang Zhicheng, knowing that the matter was of great importance, immediately reported it to his boss  , Chiang Kai-shek, chairman of the Nationalist Military Commission of the People's Republic of China, reported the situation. Then, in less than ten minutes, Chiang Kai-shek's order was conveyed to Chongqing through Dai Li, director of the Investigation and Statistics Bureau of the Military Commission of the Nationalist Government, who was just established.  Zheng Jiemin, the secretary-general with the important task of relocating the military command, finally "invited" him from the "VIP Room" of the police station to No. 19 Luojiawan, Room A of the military command, where the confidential room is located.  "You don't need me to tell you what you need to explain, right?" "But I really don't know what I need to explain." Qin Wei looked confused.  He seemed to have some vague impression of the name Zheng Jiemin, but he couldn't remember anything at all But he knew that he had been brought into the army.  Although the other party had always been kind to him, he didn't do anything extreme. He didn't even enter the interrogation room, but was invited into the living room to drink tea.  However, this is military control!  During the entire Anti-Japanese War, it was the most powerful spy agency on the Chinese side.  In later generations, the reputation of the military commanders overshadowed all Chinese intelligence agencies. Although in many TV series and movies, the underground party was the better in the end, but who doesn't know that it was because the People's Liberation Army finally won?  "If you can't remember, then let me remind you about the 300,000 people in Nanjing!" "You just arrested me for that casual remark?" "Mr. Qin was joking, we  I just asked you to explain the situation. And we don't think that was your 'casual' remark. You know, there have been rumors of massacres since the Japanese army captured Nanjing, but these rumors have only been circulated among high-level officials.  Because of the Japanese army's blockade and some so-called "goodwill" fake news they deliberately produced, few people in the public knew about this situation. However, even high-level officials only vaguely knew about the Japanese massacre, but no one knew that the Japanese army was in Nanjing.  How many people were killed? Our military commander spent a lot of energy investigating this matter. Under such circumstances, how did you know that 300,000 people were killed?" Zheng Jiemin asked calmly.  He was also playing with something found from Qin Wei.  The thing was rectangular, shiny, and most importantly, had a big screen.  If there are people who know the goods, they will definitely notice the missing Apple logo on the back at first glance "This thing is very expensive, isn't it?" Zheng Jiemin played with his mobile phone, his eyes were similar to Qin Wei's, full of  confused.  Although he, Zheng Jiemin, was just a poor small landowner in Wenchang, Hainan, he traveled all over the country. When he was young, he followed Sun Yat-sen to make revolutions and traveled across Southeast Asia. Later, he was admitted to the second phase of Whampoa Military Academy. After graduation, he was sent to study at Sun Yat-sen University in Moscow, the Soviet Union.  .  After returning to China, he served as Chiang Kai-shek's aide-de-camp and engaged in spy work.  After 1932, he successively served as the director of the Standing Committee of the Central Committee of the Fuxing Society, the deputy director of the Secret Service Department, the director of the fifth and third divisions of the Second Department of the General Staff Headquarters, and the secretary-general of the Military Command Bureau.  He was very knowledgeable, but he couldn't recognize what the thing in his hand was It was just a piece of glass that couldn't even be used as a mirror. When he opened the shell, there were some things that looked like electronic parts inside, but they were very simple to assemble.  It doesn't look like anything complicated.  However, the intuition developed during his many years as a spy told him that this thing was extraordinary!  In fact, it was the thing in his hand that attracted the attention of the police station. They felt that the kid in front of them was weird, so they reported it to the police, which made the police take action.  And it was after he saw the real thing with his own eyes that he decided to ask Qin Wei directly.  Otherwise, it was just a sentence that came out of Qin Wei's mouth. As for him, the Secretary-General of the Military Command, to personally intervene?  He is second only to Dai Li in military command.  "That's my thing, can you give it back to me?" Looking at the third-hand copycat iPhone 4 that he bought at a "high price" for three hundred yuan in the other person's hand, Qin Wei couldn't help but feel sad on his face.  Some nervousness As a writer, I have a relatively strong post-travel psychological quality. I had already torn up those things that could easily expose my identity, such as banknotes, and threw them into the Yangtze River. Anyway, it was only so much.  Eighty yuan, not much, not too distressing.  I was going to throw this phone away because it was out of battery and I didn't bring the charger But the problem was that this phone could talk to Gu Changjun on the other end.  Although the other party is notI didn¡¯t believe that he had traveled to the Republic of China, and thought he was joking or playing a prank, but things would eventually become clear, right?  Moreover, although the mobile phone has run out of power, this is the Republic of China, and it is not an ancient time without electricity. It is just a charger. With a little effort, can it be made?  Isn't it just a transformer or something like that?  Even if it's a real Apple product, it's certainly not a huge problem, let alone a knockoff.  "It's okay to give it back to you, but you have to at least give me some answers, right?" Zheng Jiemin casually put the phone on the table aside.  Although I am curious, I also feel that the thing in my hand is not simple.  But he still won't be too curious about an electronic product that he can't understand This is also a common problem among bureaucrats in this era. They don't care about technology and technology products, and even dismiss them.  What they value most is always the people themselves.  "Then can you give me the thing first?" This is the only connection between yourself and the future, and you can also have conversations through time and spacean absolute "innate treasure"!  ¡°Tell me first, then give!¡± Zheng Jiemin laughed.  "What can I say?" Qin Wei smiled bitterly, "I only know that the Nanjing Massacre was apparently ordered by Matsui Iwane and carried out by the Central China Dispatch Army led by him, but the man behind it was actually the Japanese prince named Asaka Miya Hatuhiko.  They killed more than 300,000 people in Nanjing City, a completely organized massacre!" "How do you know the number of 300,000?" "Who?" Zheng Jiemin suddenly sat up.  body.  Does anyone have statistics?  Someone counts!  It seems that they really guessed it right. If the Japanese really carried out a massacre in Nanjing, would they count how many people they killed?  As long as you're not a fool, you definitely won't!  But since the Japanese don't know how, who can count such a huge number in a situation completely controlled by the Japanese?  "There is someone behind this guy! And it's very likely that he's among the Japanese!" An astonishing idea popped up in Zheng Jiemin's mind.  "I don't know!" Qin Wei hasn't thought of the flaw in his words yet, but he knows that he can't reveal the source of this number He can know the names of these two beasts, Matsui Iwane and Asaka Palace Kituhiko.  It was already because he had been online for a long time and had read many online articles.  As for the rest, they writers never care.  "You don't know?" Zheng Jiemin looked suspicious.  "I really don't know. I only know that someone counted the number of three hundred thousand and that someone videotaped and recorded the Japanese massacre in Nanjing!" "Bang!" Zheng Jiemin slapped the coffee table next to him.  , stood up suddenly, his voice could not help but tremble: "Who? Who recorded the video?" "According to the "File", it seems to be John Magee and John Rabe's group!" "File"  ? "What other files has this guy seen?  Zheng Jiemin believed in his own judgment even more.  If there wasn't someone behind it, or even an organization, how could there be any files to look at?  "Can you bring that file and give it to me?" "No!" Looking at the longing on Zheng Jiemin's face, Qin Wei shook his head apologetically.  I just brought it over, you don¡¯t have a TV here, how can you watch it? Even if there is a TV, do you have a TV signal?  "Why? Since you can tell us these situations, it means that you also want to make the Japanese atrocities known to the world and let the whole world see Japan's face clearly. Why can't you?" Zheng Jiemin asked in a deep voice.  "I can't go back!" "Can't go back?" "Yeah!" Qin Wei nodded seriously.  "What do you mean?" "It means that since I'm here, I can't go back, at least not in a short period of time. And even if I can go back, the possibility of coming back is extremely slim, and the possibility is absolutely slim.  "One in a billion, or even less. In this case, I won't be able to get the information, and even if I get it, I won't be able to give it to you." "You mean, you are  The pawn who crossed the river?" "Although it's not all, it's almost the same." "That's good." It seems that this kid has a lot of content.  Zheng Jiemin thought for a while and decided not to ask further questions for the time being, "However, since you can tell me who recorded the video and made the records, you should also know where those two people are now, right?" "Yes." Qin Wei nodded.  .  "Where are they now?" "The United States and Germany!" "The United States and Germany?" Zheng Jiemin was startled: "Not in Nanjing?" "When you hear their names, you should know that they are not Chinese. How can they still stay in Nanjing?  ? There was a massacre there not long ago, so there was some skill.? ability, who wants to stay there?  " "That makes sense.  Zheng Jiemin nodded thoughtfully and glanced at him again: "Then if I guess correctly, the evidence they left behind should not be in Nanjing, right?"  " "That's right.  "Qin Wei shrugged, "They have already sent those materials back to the United States!  If I remember correctly, those materials are still at Yale University!  " "Yale University" "That's right, in New Haven in the United States Well, I have already confessed. Can you return my things to me?  " ""
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