The flower woke up to the sound of a small burst of rain.

Outside the window, the sky was dark, the air was humid, and the thick clouds were squeezing the sky, as if it were about to fall.

"It's all a bunch of bastards!"

The sound comes from the lobby on the first floor.

Hua Ting can imagine how eerie Bai Qihong's face with facial muscles trembling due to anger is.

"It's better to raise a bunch of dogs than to raise you!"

Hua Ting walked out of the room lightly, looking down from the staircase on the second floor, Bai Qihong, who was standing in the center of the hall, was injured in his right arm, and there were large dried blood stains attached to the bandage wraps, and even the cuffs of the khaki cotton shirt he was wearing were stained with large and small black and gray stains, and the toe and hem of the cheongsa were almost covered with soot and mud, obviously looking like he had just come out of the fire. With his hair messy and his lips chapped and bloodless, he looks like a rare wolf, worse than the "opium boycott incident" initiated by college students.

"Who is so bold as to dare to burn Lao Tzu's warehouse!"

There was no response in the hall.

"What do you think......" Bai Qihong gritted his teeth and calmed down and asked Ding Sicheng, who was standing in front of him, "Who could it be?" ”

Why did this Ding Sicheng become his henchman?

Recently, Bai Qihong not only took him in and out of various dinners, but also promoted him to be a 24-hour personal assistant.

Ding Sicheng didn't answer Bai Qihong's question immediately, it is estimated that he couldn't think of anyone who would have the courage to burn Bai Qihong's warehouse for a while, and he couldn't imagine that it would be Bai Hua if he wanted to break his head.

There was no movement downstairs, so Hua Ting sat on the last step of the stairs and waited quietly.

Bai Qihong strained his face, and the fire in his eyes gradually rose.

Mrs. Bai stood a foot away from him with a cup of hot water, her eyes were a little timid, she had never been sure of his feelings, and she didn't know whether the hot water in her hand should be sent or not, as if it was not right to send it, so she had to stand there and observe the man's every move in front of her.

The bodyguards behind Bai Qihong lined up neatly, all of them bowing their heads and not daring to come out.

There was a brief silence.

Ding Sicheng finally spoke: "Could it be ......" He listened with his back to Hua, a little hunchbacked, and habitually scratched the root of his right ear with his hand when he wanted to ask questions, even in front of Bai Qihong, his standing posture was not serious.

Bai Qihong's gaze fixed on his face and motioned for him to continue.

"Could it be ......" Ding Sicheng raised his head, met Bai Qihong's shrewd eyes, and hesitated for a moment, "Could it be the inspector?" ”

A nerve in the flower listens to the brain straightened! Is there a mistake!? I actually suspect that the inspector is on him!?

"Inspector Shijie......" Bai Qihong's expression changed slightly, but he did not respond immediately.

"But I haven't heard anything about this at the police station recently......" Ding Sicheng's tone didn't sound very sure.

"I've thought about it, but it's just ......" Bai Qihong's eyes contained a hint of incomprehensible affection, "This thing is really not like his style." ”

Ding Sicheng nodded in agreement, "With 6 lives in a row, it really doesn't look like his style." ”

"If it weren't for Jian Shijie," Bai Qihong snorted from his nostrils, his expression was quite disdainful, "Could it be Cai Bingrong?" These bright red bloodshot eyes directly conveyed the meaning of mockery of Cai Bingrong, "Even if Lao Tzu borrows him a thousand guts now, he will not dare to touch Lao Tzu's goods!" ”

"Then ......," Ding Sicheng then asked, "Neither the inspector nor Mr. Cai, who could it be?" ”

Yes? Who could that be?

At this time, Jian Maosheng's father and son came.

Jian Maosheng opened his mouth about the killing of Japanese officials last night.

Jian Yi did not hesitate to step on the marble curved staircase in front of him......

Hua Ting was in high spirits, and before she could react, she was dragged into the room by Jian Yi.

"Sue me, who are you?" He quickly locked the door and vigilantly lowered the volume.

Before Hua Ting could figure out the situation, he was asked by a series of bombardments from the other party: "Military commander? Kuomintang? Still is**? After a second, his tone sank, "Or is it ...... Chongqing government? ”

Hua Ting was stunned for a moment, "Jian Yi, you're not sick, right?" ”

He didn't look like he was joking at all, "You'd better tell me who you are!" ”

I don't know if it's an illusion of Hua Ting, she felt that Jian Yi in front of her whole person was tense, and the position of her temples was faintly bruised.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Although she didn't know what Jian Yifa was crazy about, Hua Ting didn't care about this at the moment, she was still thinking about the conversation between Bai Qihong and Ding Sicheng just now, she wanted to know if Bai Qihong would point the finger at the inspector again, "If you have anything to say, I'll talk about it later!" He walked around and prepared to open the door.

Jian Yi pressed her hands on her shoulders, "Sue me quickly!" Fingers pressed a little on her shoulder bone.

"Neurotic, Jane! Lao Tzu is not a person who commands the Kuomintang in the military! ”

"How did you know that the Japanese blew up the South Manchurian Railway near Wicker Lake in Mukden?" Jane also stared into her eyes, as if searching for something, "Who gave you the news?" ”

Hua Ting's eyes widened as if he had just woken up from a dream, it turned out that he was talking about this!

"You can't get the news beforehand!" Jian Yi's expression was solemn, and large and small beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Hua Ting smiled loosely, "What? Someone who wants to know who I am and then arrests me? ”

Jian Yi relieved his strength and stood up straight, in fact, there was no hostility in his eyes, just excessive nervousness.

"Sister Hua, do you think I'll do this?" Jane also chuckled, but there was no smile at all.

He is tall and long-legged, with a handsome face, and his appearance has changed from the hippie smile of the past, but exudes a calm and restrained atmosphere.

"Now that you know what I'm saying is true," the corners of Hana's mouth curled imperceptibly, "then just listen to me and stop helping the Japanese." ”

"Sue me for who you are."

"Military commanders? Kuomintang? **？ Hua Ting raised her eyes and looked forward to Shang Jian, "If I say that I don't belong to any party, but from the future, will you believe it?" ”

"From the future? Sister Hua," Jian Yi's face barely bloomed into an incomprehensible smile, "Don't joke anymore when this time comes, okay?" ”

"I'm not kidding," Hana said with a serious face, "do you believe it or not?" ”

Jian Yi looked at her silently, hesitated for two seconds, and said, "Sister Hua, have you forgotten that the two of us also met when we were children?" ”

"So what?"

"You're telling me now that you're from the future?" Jane also seemed to be in a hurry to go crazy.

"So what? The one you met when you were a kid wasn't me. Speaking of this, Hua Ting smiled simply, raised her eyebrows by half a point, and didn't seem to care very much, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I won't lose a piece of meat anyway." ”

Jian also closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, only then did Hua Ting see clearly that there was a layer of heavy cyan dark circles attached to his eyes, obviously looking like he hadn't slept well last night, plus a few bloodshots in his eyes, his state was no different from Bai Qihong.

Jane, who couldn't pry any clues out of Hua Ting's mouth, paced a few steps forward a little irritably, "You really refuse to sue me?" ”

"Is this important?"

Hua listened to the movement downstairs next to the door, and it seemed to be silent?

Jian Yi was silent for a moment, turned around, and looked at her with dark eyes, "Sue me, at least you will be safe." ”

Hua Ting looked at him with a biased eye, "No need," the corners of his mouth curved upward, "I don't need a traitor to keep me safe." ”

Jian Yi's mouth moved, looking quite helpless.

"By the way, the Japanese official was killed last night, and you were also at the scene, right?"

Jane also glanced at her briefly, and lay on her back on the large bed behind her.

"Who is that man? Did you see his face? She walked to the window and stood in the backlight, "What was yesterday?" ”

Jian Yigang's closed eyes opened slightly, stared at her for a moment, and said lightly: "Where did you go last night?" ”

"Go...... Played. She smiled nonchalantly at him in the gloomy sky.

"Good running skills." Consistent verbosity.

Hua ignored his quip and leaned against the window with her arms folded, "Tell me about last night." ”

"I left not long after you left last night," Jian Yi's eyes closed, looking ready to fall asleep at any time, "so I don't know what happened." ”——

From the time of the September 18 Incident to noon on the 19th, the Japanese army occupied the entire city of Shenyang without any resistance from the Northeast Chinese Army.

At that time, the Japanese Kwantung Army was less than 20,000 men, while China's Northeast Army had 165,000 troops in the northeast and nearly 100,000 people in the Guannai. After that, the squadrons in various parts of Northeast China continued to implement the "non-resistance doctrine", so that the Japanese army gradually captured the three provinces of Liaoning, Jilin, and Heilongjiang, and occupied Jinzhou and Harbin by force...... Most of Northeast China fell to bandits, and countless people died in the war.

In the autumn of 1931, an unprecedented scale of anti-Japanese and national salvation actions were set off across the country, and students and citizens in major cities held **** and strikes one after another, petitioned and demonstrated to the Nationalist Government, opposing the policy of non-resistance, and resolutely demanding that the Nationalist Government send troops to resist Japan! People in various localities also organized groups such as the "Anti-Japanese Salvation Association" to raise funds to support the anti-Japanese army and carry out activities to boycott Japanese goods!

The scenes these flowers have seen in the anti-Japanese war TV dramas and history textbooks are continuing to play out in their own era.

They continue to move forward according to the trajectory of history, without the slightest deviation.

The Gregorian New Year of 1932 is still quietly approaching in the continuous sound of guns and cannons in northern China, this still beautiful city (Shanghai) is like a boundless island, looking at the scarlet war on the opposite bank but out of reach, looking back at the brilliant lights in the city, but the ground is full of heroic and bright red blood.

Luxurious and pathetic.

Hua Ting stood in front of the heated bedroom window and stared at the street opposite, the hot air exhaled from her mouth in a small white halo on the cold glass window, blurring her vision.

I don't know who played the huqin in the street.

The sound of the piano is desolate, as if sighing, and like crying, and it makes people's hearts feel sad, as if the world has become extraordinarily vast and distant.

"Listen to flowers, let's go downstairs for dinner." Madame White's voice came from outside the door.

Seeing that Hua didn't move for a long time, she pushed the door and came in.

"Let's go." A pair of eyes are warm and moist, like a pool of calm water.

Hua Ting covered her stomach, just hungry.

It was already the winter of 1932, and Hua Ting was still staying in the Bai Mansion as her daughter of the Bai family.

And 2017 seems to be very far away from her......

She couldn't remember what McDonald's was like......

I can't remember what it tastes like to chop a fish head with pepper......

Hua Ting bitterly picked up the rice in the bowl.

At hand was an old newspaper from a few days ago, which she cursoradically flipped through, and the headline was about Paramount again. In the black-and-white photo, Zhao Yiran's eyebrows are flying, her clothes are bright, her eyes are affectionately facing a corner of the audience, the corners of her mouth are flirtatious, even if the place where her eyes are gathered is not photographed, Hua Ting can also imagine it, it is a righteous and awe-inspiring inspector.

Mrs. Bai glanced at the newspaper in her hand, as if casually asking: "This Zhao Yiran, do you think she is beautiful?" ”

"Beautiful!" Off the top of one's head.

Zhao Yiran's beauty is different from other women in Paramount.

Her gaze is sophisticated and transparent, as if with a deep past, but there is a hint of Zen that has passed away.

Her beauty reminded Hua of a poem.

Emei lightly swept the powder lightly, and the red lips were a little crazy.

Mrs. Bai put down the dishes and chopsticks, "I won't eat it." ”