Angry, not only any conscientious, bloody, responsible Chinese around Liu Sheng was angry, using prisoners, using ordinary people as targets to practice marksmanship, what else could little Japan not do? The flames in the chests of the surrounding crowd burned into the sky.

"Down with little Japan, down with Japanese imperialism, little Japan get out of the Diaoyu Islands." I don't know who took the lead, and the surrounding crowd responded to Yun Cong, and let out a cry of anger in their chests with grief and indignation, resounding in the sky.

"On the contrary, on the contrary, you are undermining Sino-Japanese friendship." Guozi muttered to himself with a pale face, which was long beyond his control at this moment.

No one thought that the boxwood carving in Liu Sheng's hand actually had another thing, hiding the heinous crimes committed by the invading Japanese army in this ancient land of China.

The massacre of decades ago has long been imprinted in the flesh and blood soul of Nan Li, and it will never be erased, and the people who eat on the Qinhuai River, regardless of whether they know the inside story of the road, spontaneously shouted slogans one by one, and for a time the road on the bank of the Qinhuai River was not very spacious and the water was congested.

"Damn, no." Liu Sheng suddenly found that there was a big trouble, and he couldn't help but feel angry, it's not that he was afraid of things, if the country was very passive because of this matter, he would be guilty, and it seemed that he had to do something.

"Come, come, come, boy." Liu Sheng was thinking about countermeasures, when suddenly the middle-aged uncle's voice reached his ears.

"Uncle?" Liu Sheng scratched his head, not knowing what to say, no matter what was inside. I just picked up a leak in someone's stall, and it's a little inappropriate to say anything.

"What you just read is true?" The middle-aged uncle solemnly pointed to the letterhead in Liu Sheng's hand.

Liu Sheng nodded. What he had just read was indeed the above, and it was basically a correspondence between classmates who had graduated from Imperial University of Japan. It involves some unknown secrets, including the forced conscription of comfort women, the bacterial test of living people, etc., all of which are recorded, but I don't know what will be hidden.

"And what do you want to do?" The middle-aged uncle glanced at Ichiro Ono, who was a little distracted, and said in a somewhat solemn tone.

"I want to give these things to the state now, to the government." Liu Sheng said what he thought in his heart, after all, these things are very troublesome in his own hands, and it is better to leave them to the state and let professionals solve them.

"Follow me." The middle-aged uncle nodded. Liu Sheng is right, looking at the excitement of the surrounding crowd, the government must come forward, otherwise good things will turn into bad things.

Liu Sheng nodded and followed closely behind the middle-aged uncle, and a wall of people surrounded by small stall owners spontaneously dodged a path for the two of them to pass.

"Mr. Ono, the man ran away." The face of the national character, who was already terrified, saw Liu Sheng leave for the first time, and whispered in Ono Ichiro's ear with affection.

It is estimated that the job will not be saved, and the national character face can only hope to squeeze some oil and water on Ono Ichiro. As a hard-earned pension in the future, he must now hold his thighs and not relax, as for courtesy, righteousness and shame, he was thrown into the Pacific Ocean as early as his first day as an official.

"What ran away?" Ichiro Ono was taken aback. Looking for Liu Sheng's figure everywhere, there were crowds of people, and the shouts were deafening. I can find it somewhere.

"yes, I just ran away." Guozi said excitedly.

"Then don't chase it." Ono Ichiro roared with red eyes.

Although I don't know the specific content of the Epistle of Lu Dao. But the above is by no means a good thing, and once it is announced, it will definitely be a huge blow to the positive image of your country. In any case, Liu Sheng must not be allowed to announce things to the public, and the things in Liu Sheng's hands must be intercepted before.

"This?" Looking at the crowd around him, the national character face was a little embarrassed, although most people still don't know who they are, so the result is definitely Mars hitting the earth.

"Call the police." Ono Ichiro reminded impatiently.

As the saying goes, the people don't fight with the officials, Ono Ichiro has a deep understanding of Chinese culture and the principles of doing things, otherwise he would not have crossed the East China Sea to Taobao. The people are most afraid of being officials, especially the police, and in his opinion, as long as the police come, the current difficulties will definitely be solved

Back at the guest house of the Provincial Public Security Department, Liu Sheng couldn't help but sigh, in his opinion, as long as these things were handed over to Ouyang Bing to deal with, everything would be fine.

"You caused the matter over there in Qinhuai." Ouyang Bing followed Liu Sheng into his room and asked with a slashed face.

"Huh?" Liu Sheng looked at Ouyang Bing in a daze, this matter spread too quickly.

"I guess."

Looking at Liu Sheng's ghostly expression, Ouyang Bing didn't know what he was thinking, starry eyes, and said coldly.

"Hey, look at this." Liu Sheng did not deny it, and directly handed over the letter.

"What's in it?" Ouyang Bing didn't know what was on the yellowed page, and asked with a cute little Qiong's nose.

"Well, it is the correspondence of some students of the Imperial University of Japan during the Anti-Japanese War, and there are some encrypted telegrams, which record some experimental reports on Japan's forced conscription of comfort women, gun training with living people, poison gas warfare, bacteriological warfare, and bacterial experiments on living people during World War II." Liu Sheng briefly introduced.

"Hmm." Ouyang Bingmoth frowned slightly, realizing the seriousness of the matter, and his slender fingers were rhythmically tapping on the table.

"You're waiting for me here." Ouyang Bing stood up suddenly, took these materials and left in a hurry.

Liu Sheng nodded, he hadn't slept all night, now he was more or less sleepy, and a high degree of mental concentration at night was still a test of the limits of the human body, as for Ouyang Bing, Liu Sheng was not worried at all, except for being a little immature in dealing with tomb robbers, this female man was still remarkable.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now insert a piece of the latest news, just on the bank of the Qinhuai River, which has a thousand-year-old cultural heritage, an unprecedented anti-Japanese march broke out, according to well-informed sources, the cause of the incident was because of a boxwood carving, which is incredibly hidden treasure."

"What's even more incredible is that the records on both sides are all the correspondence between some students of the Imperial University of Japan during the Anti-Japanese War, as well as some encrypted telegrams, which record some experimental reports on Japan's forced conscription of comfort women, gun training with living people, poison gas warfare, bacteriological warfare, and live bacteriological experiments during World War II."

"As Nanzhen people, the Chinese are filled with righteous indignation one by one, and spontaneously formed a march, and now the angry masses have been driven away by the armed police special police, and the real situation is still under further investigation. Liu Sheng has maintained a habit of watching TV before going to bed since he was a child, but he didn't expect the anti-Japanese parade to appear directly on TV.

"Hehe, it seems that this time I want little Japan to drink a pot." Liu Sheng looked at the broadcast news, and said to himself with some smugness, Ono Ichiro was unlucky, but he was still happy to see it.

"You'd better ask for more blessings." Suddenly, a dark sound came to mind in the dark corner of the room, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped by several degrees.

"Who are you?" Liu Sheng twisted his eyebrows, grabbed the Tang knife on the table, and his heart settled down a little.

Staring at a place of shadows, Liu Sheng's eyes did not blink, but there were monstrous waves in his heart, once upon a time he was inherited by General Pei, and he practiced for thousands of miles, and no one has been able to escape his perception so far, but he didn't want to capsize in the gutter today,

"Excuse me, you don't have to know who I am, I advise you to hand over your things to save me a lot of trouble, otherwise this is the place where I will be buried." The hoarse voice with a heavy vicissitudes of life added a bit of gloom, and the murderous aura seemed to become viscous over time.

A bright moon suddenly appeared, and Sen Sen's evil aura suddenly increased, as if it could be cut flat, and with the faint moonlight, it surpassed the space and the world, and eagerly slashed towards Liu Sheng's neck like a flint.

"When."

Liu Sheng didn't get up, and the sword in his hand was elegantly picked, even if it had thousands of horsepower, it also stirred up others to turn on their backs.

The shadow's nirvana sword was actually blocked lightly, and there was no pressure, and Sen Han's heavy murderous aura was almost scattered with the nirvana sword.

"A knife in the wind?" (To be continued......)