With the above words, the people below are also more dedicated.

The military has stepped up its investigations.

And the carpet search of the NSA is also in full swing.

Those Japanese synthesized that such a large-scale operation was taking place behind them. They are already very cautious.

The two major departments of the General Staff and the National Security Bureau worked together to search for half a day, but no progress was made.

The next day was about to pass for most of the day, and Zhang Jiujiu and they had been up for a long time. The two of them had nothing to do, so they simply didn't care.

The two watched two movies in the hotel's recreation room, and then played a game of chess.

It's just Dong Zhihua coaxing Zhang Jiujiu. Where is Zhang Jiujiu's opponent. After three blows and two blows, he surrendered and surrendered his gun.

The two were really bored, and returned to the Garden of Customs. This place is now used by Mr. Lin as a temporary headquarters.

All kinds of messages come together here, and all kinds of orders are issued from here. It's like a big battle.

Zhang Jiujiu: When they came in, they found that everyone seemed to be busy. There are a few more people here than there were last night. It can also be seen that the National Security Bureau has also increased its attention a little.

"Mr. Lin", Dong Zhihua didn't know others, and they weren't introduced, and he was only treated as a passer-by.

If they hadn't known that they were the adoptive father of the lost little girl, they probably wouldn't have even let the door in.

"Mr. Lin, is there any news yet?" Dong Zhihua interjected Mr. Lin's conversation and asked.

"Mr. Understand, don't worry, if Zhang Nier's identity is really the same as we guessed, her safety must be fine." Mr. Lin was comforted.

"But we really haven't found anything yet. The military has sent people to strengthen the border guards. I'm sure there will be news soon. Mr. Lin continued.

"Alright, thank you guys, you can take some time to rest. I've stayed up all night, how can my body stand it? Dong Zhihua looked at Mr. Lin's slightly haggard face and said with concern.

"We'll send someone to inform you as soon as we have news. Find a place to rest. You can also take Jiu'er around. By the way, the pseudo-palace is good. Since I've come to Changchun, I can't help but go there to see it. Mr. Lin proposed.

As soon as Zhang Jiujiu heard this, his heart blossomed. Kids, always fun-loving.

"Master, let's go quickly, don't disturb Uncle Lin and their sister here." Zhang Jiujiu said this as if the master was ignorant.

Dong Zhihua has no objection to going to the puppet palace. It is useless for them to stay here.

"By the way, does Zhang Nier speak Japanese?" Just as Dong Zhihua turned around and was about to leave, Mr. Lin asked abruptly.

"I haven't taught her Japanese, so I don't think so, right?" Dong Zhihua's answer was not straightforward, he didn't understand why Mr. Lin suddenly asked such a question.

"There was a report from the military that the people who were hired had confessed some things, and there was no valuable information. But yesterday they seemed to have heard a little girl arguing with a woman in Japanese. I suspect ......" Mr. Lin did not continue.

"She doesn't know Japanese, and when I brought her back, she couldn't speak. Is it possible that there are other girls? Or did they hear it wrong? Dong Zhihua confirmed that Zhang Nier did not know Japanese.

"It's fine, it's just speculation. The situation you are talking about is not impossible. "Mr. Lin has no evidence to prove anything, everything can only be inferred. They have so little information in their hands.

"Are they going to let people pretend to be their sisters?" Zhang Jiujiu tilted his little head and asked with big eyes.

"Yes, it's possible. Let's go to the hotel again. Mr. Lin said and left with a few people. didn't care about Dong Zhihua's master and apprentice.

"Master, what should we do then? Where to? Zhang Jiujiu didn't know what to do.

"Where do you want to go?" Master asked with a smile.

"I want to go to the palace!" Zhang Jiujiu didn't know what the palace was and what the pseudo-palace was. Does it make a difference to him?

"Is there an emperor living in the palace?" "How old is the emperor?" "Is the emperor's house big?" Walking on the road, Zhang Jiujiu asked questions one after another.

Dong Zhihua lived in that era and had no good impression of the puppet Manchu State supported by the Japanese. There is a sentence of explanation, which is somewhat with a little personal feeling.

The pseudo-royal palace still retains its appearance as it was a few decades ago. The pavilions and pavilions have been renovated and furnished. Zhang Jiujiu, who was shopping, was stunned.

Although the area open to visitors is less than one-tenth of the original area of the former site of the puppet palace, its splendid tall and majestic buildings are still eye-opening.

There is the Qinmin Building, where Puyi works, the Tongde Hall that integrates office, entertainment and residence, the Huaiyuan Building that is used to worship the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty, the Jixi Building where Puyi lives in his daily life, and the Jiale Hall that is used to hold large-scale banquets.

In addition, there are two imperial gardens in the east and west, calligraphy and painting building, Zhixiu Xuan, Changchun Xuan, Imperial Palace, Chinese dining room, Western dining room, halogen book car, air-raid shelter, swimming pool, Jianguo Temple and other ancillary facilities.

Dong Zhihua took Zhang Jiujiu to walk everywhere, swept away the gloom of the past two days, and let go of his heart a little. Zhang Jiujiu was jumping and shuttling between the flowers and plants, very happy.

Master was usually very strict with him, and rarely took him and his sister out to play. The city they used to be in was so big, and there wasn't much to do. Zhang Jiujiu is too addicted today.

When he came to the site of the Jianguo Temple, Dong Zhihua took a sip hatefully, "The bullshit Amaterasu plague god, he can't even look at his hometown!" ”

Today, after the "Puppet Manchurian Emperor Palace Museum" was renovated and opened, it is still a foundation, and it is enough to leave a foundation! I don't want to see the ghost of Amaterasu come back and have a place to stay......

For this kind of temple, the people of the earth know that they can't bless anything, and they originally just wanted to set up a "spiritual road" from "Manchukuo" to the future.

But the arrogance of the Japanese at the beginning was indeed too much, so they "committed many injustices and will kill themselves", in exchange for the result of "exclusive possession of the only two atoms * bombs in history"!

Alas, it is not a matter of much joy that Japan was bombed, the war was initiated by the rulers, and it must be the common people who pay the bill.

Whether it is just or not, war is never a blessing for mankind, and I pray that those who "have the final say" can think twice when deciding on war!!

The foundations of the ruins were already covered with artemisia grass that was more than a man tall. Zhang Jiujiu didn't seem to have any respect for the "sunshine god", and ran around in the grass. Sometimes it's gone.

"Master, come and see, what is this?" Zhang Jiujiu pushed aside the grass and pointed to a stone slab and asked. The stone slabs are carved with some patterns.

"This is Yaki Orochi, a monster from Japanese mythology. Strange, why is there this pattern in the founding temple of the puppet Manchukuo? Dong Zhihua stared at the looming pattern on the pattern and muttered to himself.

The Yaki Orochi is a symbol of water damage and is unlucky, how can it appear in the foundation of the temple of the founding of the country. Unless it appears in a fight with the righteous gods, or is suppressed by some kind of divine object, such a pattern may appear.

The puppet Manchukuo regime was a puppet regime established by the Japanese Kwantung Army after it occupied the three northeastern provinces of China. Could it be a curse that such a pattern appears in this foundation?

Dong Zhihua inevitably thought a little more, but that regime has disappeared for many years now, and not many people care about the specifics.

"This little one, I've seen it in the hall of the Love Garden." Zhang Jiujiu pointed to a small diamond-shaped symbol and said. There is also a "1" in the middle of the diamond, which is located in the lower right corner of the stone slab.

"The hall of the Garden of Customs? Where? How I didn't see it. Dong Zhihua recalled carefully, but still didn't remember.

"You're all standing in front of you, of course you can't see it. You have to stand under the wall at the front and back of the hall and look up to see it. I tried several places, and only there was something I could see. Zhang Jiujiu said affirmatively.

"What does this pattern mean?" Dong Zhihua pondered.

They quickly finished visiting the puppet palace and saw the antiques in the puppet palace.

Dong Zhihua is in the antique business on the surface, and he also has a certain knowledge of antiques. However, those things in the pseudo-palace museum failed to enter his eyes.

The two of them returned to the Garden of Customs. Dong Zhihua found Mr. Lin and told him about the pattern he saw in the puppet palace.

Under the guidance of Zhang Jiujiu, Mr. Lin found the diamond pattern with great difficulty. In fact, the pattern is not small, taking up an entire wall. However, the treatment is special.

The design of the graphics makes use of the principle of refraction of light, which is impossible to detect no matter where you stand in the room, and you can only find the mystery when you crouch down and look up from below.

If it weren't for Zhang Jiujiu's idleness and nothing to do, wandering around, no one would have discovered the existence of this pattern.

"Lao Liu, come and have a look." Mr. Lin beckoned to the old man.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" The old man known as Lao Liu came over and asked.

"You crouch down and you can't see it when you're standing." Mr. Lin said.

"If there's anything you can't see while standing, don't play tricks on me, old man. I'm old, my waist and legs are not good, and I can't stand your toss. Whatever is the matter, you can just say it. Lao Liu didn't believe that Mr. Lin could make any major discoveries under his nose.

"I didn't lie to you, you squat down and take a look, it's really a major discovery." Mr. Lin insisted.

Looking at Mr. Lin's serious appearance, Lao Liu slowly squatted down suspiciously and stroked his reading glasses. Old Liu Qufeng focused on it, looked up hard, and finally saw the pattern clearly.

"It's ...... Mountain, mouth, group? ”