Three days later, Liu Cheng and his entourage appeared on the most famous old street in Harbin.

In contrast, martial law in Harbin is much more lax than in Xinjing.

Because in this city, there are still many fighting nations that little devils don't want to and can't mess with for the time being.

Of course, this is limited to those who have a name, a surname, an identity, and a certain status.

As for those ordinary people, there is no difference between them and Chinese in the eyes of the Japanese.

Late at night, more than two dozen Japanese soldiers walked down the street with guns in hand, their cold eyes looking for something.

A Maozi who was sleeping in the corner of the wall quickly came into the sight of those Japanese soldiers, and they quickly surrounded him, tied up the Maozi without saying anything, and carried it onto the truck parked in the distance.

On the roof of a two-story building, Liu Cheng and his party were staring at the Japanese soldiers.

"Battalion commander, what are you doing, little devil?" Xu Zhi asked Liu Cheng in a low voice.

"I don't know, but I'll figure it out soon." Liu Cheng said in a low voice, got up and went down the stairs of the outer wall, and flashed into an alley.

Xu Zhi and the soldier immediately got up and followed, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

After turning a corner, Liu Cheng suddenly stopped, turned his head and said to Xu Zhi, who was following him:

"Split up and go around and deal with those devils; Remember, don't make a move! ”

Xu Zhi didn't ask too much and immediately complied.

From a distance, those Japanese soldiers saw more than a dozen figures appearing in different positions one after another, and more than 20 people immediately divided into more than a dozen groups and quickly approached those figures.

"Even one! Don't go, shoot the work! One of the Japanese soldiers shouted loudly as he approached Liu Cheng.

Liu Cheng obediently stopped, and looked at the three Japanese soldiers walking towards him with a nervous expression:

"Taijun, the small ones are good people, good people!"

One of the Japanese soldiers couldn't help but say, stretched out his hand to clasp Liu Cheng's shoulder, and said with a cruel smile:

"Yaga! Good people, all sleep at home and work! ”

After speaking, he motioned to his companion to tie Liu Cheng up.

At the moment when the rope in the hand of the Japanese soldier just caught Liu Cheng's wrist, Liu Cheng suddenly asked in a low voice from the Japanese army:

"Bastard! Are you scratching the road?! ”

The three Japanese soldiers were stunned at the same time, and one of them looked Liu Cheng up and down suspiciously, and asked hesitantly:

"You're Japanese?"

"Lao Tzu is your ancestor!" Liu Cheng scolded in a low voice, and at the same time retreated half a step back and suddenly made a move.

With one hand, he grabbed the neck of the Japanese soldier closest to him and pulled him hard against the wall on one side.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and the Japanese soldier was knocked unconscious without even snorting.

The other two Japanese soldiers were about to pick up their bayonets and stab Liu Cheng, but Liu Cheng took the lead and turned behind one of the Japanese soldiers and broke the other's neck with both hands.

The hand of one of the remaining Japanese soldiers was already on the bolt, but just as he was about to pull the bolt to load the bullet, a sharp dagger was pressed against his throat.

"Don't move! If you dare to move, Lao Tzu will kill you! Liu Cheng threatened in a low voice in Japanese.

The Japanese soldier didn't dare to move, slowly put the gun against the wall, and raised his hands.

"Are you guys catching the road?!" Liu Cheng asked again.

The young Japanese soldier nodded immediately.

When Liu Cheng hid on the roof of that building and saw these Japanese soldiers, he already began to suspect that they were catching the "big road".

But the moment it was confirmed, he still couldn't control a knee that hit the Japanese soldier in the vital point, and then broke his neck.

Under normal circumstances, Japanese soldiers would not patrol and even arrest people with such a sense of concealment, and the movement would be several times greater than this.

Before coming, Liu Cheng had already calculated according to the time, although the current Matsui Shiro had not yet officially established 731, but the prison built on the outskirts of Harbin should have been completed.

It was ostensibly a prison, but in fact it was Matsui's experimental base.

In addition to some Red Party members and anti-Japanese figures, there were also those innocent "big roads" who were arrested there.

This is the little devil's disdain for those "test subjects", and "Majida" means "material" in Japanese.

Liu Cheng is still unable to determine which infectious virus those soldiers are infected with, and the only solution he can think of is to ask Matsui Shiro to "ask".

Liu Cheng knew the approximate location of that prison, so he didn't need to stay alive.

After more than a dozen people changed into Japanese military uniforms, Liu Cheng asked them to load all the corpses of Japanese soldiers into trucks and immediately drive towards the suburbs.

There were a total of three trucks, all of which had special passes attached to them, and the Japanese soldiers who set up the checks had no right to search them, and they had to be allowed to go directly.

Before coming, Liu Cheng had already explained clearly to Qian Lu, and asked him and Alyosha to work together to study what diseases those soldiers were suffering from, and use a two-pronged approach to save time.

Even so, Liu Cheng still had no confidence and didn't know how many soldiers would die in this disaster this time.

In the suburbs, a prison is "standing" alone, and there is not a single family within a dozen miles around.

At that time, when Shiro Matsui chose this place, he took a fancy to the remoteness of the place, which was not easy to attract attention.

There are now more than 300 people in prison, most of whom are refugees who have been randomly captured on the streets, but they do not yet know what fate awaits them.

The reason why he chose to enter that prison in such a dangerous way was because Liu Cheng knew that he didn't have much time.

If you delay here for ten days and half a month, I am afraid that even if you find the cause and the medicine for treatment, it will be too late.

Before deciding to come to Harbin, Liu Cheng already had a plan in his heart.

If it weren't for the chance to encounter these Japanese soldiers who were arresting people everywhere, Liu Cheng would even have planned to break in directly and forcibly capture the main researchers here.

In a basement in the prison, two Japanese doctors in white lab coats shook their heads helplessly as they looked at a man in front of them who had been injected with animal blood as he gradually stopped struggling, and turned around and walked out of the room.

"Ikeda-kun, what do you think is the problem?" One of them took off his mask as he walked, revealing Shiro Matsui's gloomy face.

"Our research is still in its infancy, and failure is very normal, Matsui-kun, you are too anxious." The man known as Ikeda replied with a chuckle.

Ikeda Shuhito, a native of Nagoya, is now Chinese New Year's Eve three years old, graduated from the Faculty of Medicine of Waseda University in Japan, with the rank of junior sa, and is a "talent" specially invited by Shiro Matsui......