Chapter 12 Japanese Prisoners

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[Zhu Yanlin]

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  Gu Yanzheng grinned at her nonchalantly, "What are you looking at? Do you suddenly think I am handsome and charming."
  Xie Xiang calmed down, pushed him away, and slowly, she suppressed the shyness that appeared in her heart and asked, "Didn't you go to send Miss Qu?"
  "That dominatrix, she quarreled with her family, and she used the alcohol to dispel her sorrows, crying and howling to me along the way, so scared that I hurriedly called the driver to send her back to the hotel." Gu Yanzheng didn't care about Qu Manting's affairs.
  Xie Xiang couldn't help but laugh out: "It was a good time to molest the parents awhile ago. Today you said that they are dominatrix, and someone is really fickle!"
  Gu Yanzheng glanced at her, and a certain brilliance flashed through his deep black eyes. He was so easy to speak today, but he didn't say anything to refute it.
  Xie Xiang shuddered as a cold wind blew. Gu Yanzheng took off the windbreaker and put it on her body, "The wind is tight at night, don't let your small body be blown away. Tsk tsk, you're really weak, like a woman."
  "You..." Xie Xiang pulled the windbreaker back with her hand, turned her head and threw her teeth and dancing claws towards Gu Yanzheng.
  The sound of two people fighting again in the wind, noisy but warm.
  At 11:30 in the morning, it was lunch time, the school bell rang on time, but the huge cafeteria was strangely empty. All the students were lying by the windows of the teaching building, watching the situation downstairs with serious faces.
  Downstairs, Lu Zhongxin stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the gate of Arsenal Military Academy. Behind him stood two rows of guards with live ammunition. The scorching sun above their heads and the sultry heat floating in the air, but they stood motionless in this position for a long time, the dark green military uniform seemed to be rooted in the ground, almost blending with the cypress trees downstairs by the roadside.
  The army-green tin cart traversed several streets from Chengnan Prison and finally arrived at Arsenal Military Academy. The car door opened, and several policemen escorted the prisoners out of the car.
  These prisoners are all Japanese. The three prisoners are all in black kimonos, with white patterns printed on the plackets, wearing typical Japanese samurai heads, and thick wooden clogs under their feet.
  As soon as the prisoner showed up, the students in the corridor suddenly became agitated.
  Amidst the chaotic and noisy discussions, a student named Zhu Yanlin's voice was particularly loud: "What else is there to discuss about this matter? Everyone has been sent to our site. It is not our final decision to make a round and squash. If it doesn't work, then it's dark. The cell is damp and cold, dirty and smelly. It's normal for those Japanese people to catch some illnesses if they don't accept it."
  Hearing this, they are ready to do it themselves, but it's easy to say, and really want to do it practically, it's a fantasy at all.
  Xie Xiang retracted her gaze on Zhu Yanlin, turned her head and looked out the window. The guards of Arsenal Military Academy had taken the prisoners and walked towards the confinement room. Several policemen greeted them and drove away.
  Lu Zhongxin didn't say a word, his expression was always stern, and Xie Xiang felt that his true emotions might be even more irritable than the restless students.
  The prisoners were members of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce. Last night, the three Japanese samurai set fire to a warehouse and a dormitory building of the Huaxi Cotton Machinery Factory. Seven workers and one child were burned to death. The Japanese Chamber of Commerce openly shielded the murderer, leading to Shunyuan. The public was indignant, the workers went on strike and the merchants went on strike, and the students also went on strike, demanding that the government severely punish the killer in accordance with the law and make justice for the dead.
  The students in the demonstration attacked the Japanese Chamber of Commerce and caught the murderer. The Police Agency came forward to disperse the students and arrested four leading students. They are now locked up in the Seongnam Prison. The murderer was also sent to Arsenal Military Academy and asked Lu Zhongxin to be detained on his behalf, awaiting trial.
  It is said to be awaiting trial, but everyone knows in their hearts that nowadays, all troops along the Jiaozhou Bay in Shandong are withdrawn, and the Peiping government is negotiating with the Japanese. Under such circumstances, it is absolutely impossible for Commander Zhang to embarrass Japan. These Japanese samurai will be sent away intact after a few days in the confinement room, imprisoned and tried, but they are all for the people of the country.
  Suddenly Xie Xiang turned her head to look at Shen Junshan. He was leaning against the corner window, half of him covered in the shadow of the sun hitting the wall. Xie Xiang couldn't see his look, but she knew that about this matter, no one is more angry than Shen Junshan.
  The Huaxi Cotton Weaving Factory is owned by the Shunyuan Chamber of Commerce. On the day it opened, Shen Junshan went there in person. On that day, he was very excited and talked more than usual. Later, when Xie Xiang went to Shen Junshan's dormitory, she saw a photo on his desk. The photo should have been taken on the opening day. In the photo, Shen Junshan embraced a little girl who was about seven or eight years old. She is very cute, even through the photo, she can feel the smiles in her two small dimples.
  She thought this was Shen Junshan's sister, but Shen Junshan explained with a smile that this was the only young member of their Huaxi Cotton Weaving Factory. Her mother worked in the factory. For convenience, she brought this little girl named Xiaotao. live together.
  Xie Xiang thought of the lost little girl's face, and took a long time to realize that Shen Junshan's figure had disappeared from that location.
  "What are you looking at!" the man who came by asked her. She didn't know when Gu Yanzheng squeezed into the crowd. He changed into a military uniform and only wore regular uniforms, as if he was going out.
  Xie Xiang was taken aback by him, and don't know why. She can always be easily annoyed by Gu Yanzheng. Xie Xiang turned her head and glared at him: "Why do you need to care!"
  "Don't think I don't know, you were looking at Shen Junshan just now." Gu Yanzheng suddenly approached, staring at her tightly. The emotions in those eyes were very complicated, until Xie Xiang lowered her head, Gu Yanzheng straightened up. He said with a smile, "Don't worry, Sato Kazuo's goal has been achieved, and he will not shoot Shen Junshan again."
  Purpose? Xie Xiang was startled, and she didn't understand what Gu Yanzheng was talking about. When thinking of the Banshan Mansion's banquet, Kazuo Sato seemed to threaten Qu Manting, and she immediately said, "Is his goal Miss Qu?"
  "Not all, Qu Manting is just an introduction. Do you remember the gunshots of the last military exercise? It was the killer hired by the Japanese Chamber of Commerce. They tried to kidnap Qu Manting and threatened Shen Tingbai to close the cotton machine factory. People didn't catch it and didn't say anything. On the contrary, they provoked deep anger and directly smashed the Japanese Chamber of Commerce and killed Shinichi Sanada."
  "What?" Xie Xiang was surprised. The amount of information in this matter was too great. The most unexpected thing was that Shen Tingbai was so bold and decisive that he broke into the Japanese Chamber of Commerce and faced openly with the Japanese. No wonder the other party looked back snd troubled Huaxi Cotton Machinery Factory. However, the Japanese's revenge was too vicious.
  The people around still refused to disperse, and they were squeezed by the window, standing face to face under the scorching sun. They were basked in the sun, and even each other's faces were not clear. Gu Yanzheng grabbed Xie Xiang's arm tightly and led her in his direction, and whispered in her ear, "I have something to do at home today. If they do something, don't follow along."
  The strength on his arm gradually increased, and Xie Xiang was pinched in pain. She frowned and met the deep eyes of Gu Yanzheng. He still refused to stop: "Have you heard that? I'll talk about everything when I come back."
  Xie Xiang said: "Why, what I do, what does it have to do with you."
  "You won't listen to my words?"
  Xie Xiang pursed her lips and said nothing.
  The relationship between her and Gu Yanzheng has improved a bit in the past few days, and it may be because of this that Gu Yanzheng specifically asked her to do this.
  Gu Yanzheng didn't expect her to be so stubborn, and sighed, "We're roommates, can I ask you to do it."
  Xie Xiang was silent again. She stared at him for a while, and after a long while she let out an inaudible sound from her nose, "Em."
  After getting a satisfactory answer, Gu Yanzheng took a deep look at Xie Xiang, finally let go of her hand, and squeezed into the crowd to leave. Zhu Yanlin also left with a group of students in a mighty manner. She didn't know what he was planning again. His demeanor before leaving made Xie Xiang couldn't help but guess that he was not destined to spend the night peacefully.
  As she expected, Zhu Yanlin sneaked into the confinement room with a group of students at night, but unexpectedly Lu Zhongxin had already counted on it, waiting for them inside. Lu Zhongxin became angry and punished them to squat up with logs in the training ground. If they didn't do enough tonight, don't even think about going back to sleep.
  The wind at night was the coolest, blowing away the heat, Xie Xiang leaned on the window with her arm, her eyes fell on the training ground in the distance.
  From a distance, Xie Xiang caught a glimpse of a figure rushing towards the dormitory. With that swaying posture and the pace, if six relatives did not recognize, it was no one else except Gu Yanzheng.

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