Liu Cheng was a little dizzy by Song Wen, and he didn't react for a while:

"What? The Japanese weren't sent by the Japanese? What about tongue twisters you tell me? ”

Now most of Liu Cheng's thoughts are on the gold, and he doesn't take Song Wen's words to heart at all.

Song Wen shook his head with a serious face:

"If I'm not mistaken, the person we killed just now is not Japanese, he should be surnamed Wang."

Liu Cheng was stunned for an instant.

At the time of mentioning the surname, anyone who knew even the slightest bit about the situation would know what it meant.

Liu Cheng really didn't expect that this matter would be related to the surname Wang.

Seeing Liu Cheng staring at him, Song Wen continued:

"I also took a closer look at the person's appearance when I had just disposed of the corpse, I had seen him before, in Mukden."

Liu Cheng's two eyebrows gradually twisted together:

"Are you sure?"

Song Wen nodded:

"Sure, we've met a few times, and we've even had dinner together, and he said his identity, as if he was a distant relative of Wang Wei, and said at the time that he was going to France to join his cousin."

After Liu Cheng listened, he fell silent for a long time.

In his previous life, before he was sent to Guannai to carry out that mission, he had almost always been hiding in the mountains and following the team to fight guerrillas, and he didn't know much about the situation and those giants at that time.

All the information he has now is seen from various historical sources many years after the end of the war.

And those, not very credible, as for the reasons, everyone knows in their hearts.

History is written by people, and even if a person records the situation at that time, he will definitely be affected by various external factors, and it is difficult to guarantee that everything he wrote is true.

Therefore, Liu Cheng has a skeptical attitude towards all historical materials, and will not listen to the nonsense of all kinds of brick families.

If history can be completely restored through the analysis and research of later generations, what is the difference between it and fortune telling?

If he finds a bubble of poop left by a certain historical figure, and analyzes what that person ate before pulling out the poop through the current level of medical care, then Liu Cheng can believe it.

But isn't it fanciful to restore the mental dynamics of historical figures who have been dead for many years and the reasons for their decisions at the time of events through speculation and so-called research?

Therefore, after Liu Cheng was reborn, he never thought that everything was under his control just because he had lived once.

For example, he knew that there would be a catastrophe in Jinling, but he would definitely not be able to change it.

A person's power is too limited, especially under the premise that this person does not have a pivotal status and does not have enough influential voice.

However, Song Wen's news can be regarded as a reassuring pill for Liu Cheng.

If those Japanese really did things for the Wang family, things would be much simpler.

Even if Wang Wei was already sitting in the position of the executive premier at this time, if he wanted to stir up trouble in the northeast, he could only make some small moves secretly.

You don't have to think about it to know that he must have sent these people here to target the gold in Cai Zhong's hand.

Before Liu Cheng could think clearly about the stakes and the matters that needed to be taken care of, Xu Zhi came.

He first looked at Song Wen, who was already asleep with his body crooked, and then said to Liu Cheng in a low voice:

"Battalion commander, it's ready, ready to go!"

Liu Cheng took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, 1:42 in the morning.

He stood up and said to Xu Zhi with a serious expression:

"This gold is very important, you must be careful on the road, don't be afraid of detours, try to avoid all the checkpoints of devils and puppet troops, hide if you can, run if you can, and don't have a head-on conflict with the enemy!"

Xu Zhi nodded solemnly:

"Battalion commander, don't worry, I will definitely hide this gold properly!"

Liu Cheng raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and spit out two words in a low voice:

"Let's go!"

Now Liu Cheng must not leave Ningcheng, although he has not yet found out who passed the news to the Blue Coat Society, but he can only choose to believe Xu Zhi at present.

But to say that you are not worried at all is simply unrealistic.

There is so much gold, and whoever changes it has to weigh it, in case these more than 20 people run away with this gold, Liu Cheng can only watch.

But no matter what era it is, who dares to guarantee that every decision they make and everyone they believe is right?

Whether it's life or war, it's a gamble in the final analysis.

No one will know if they are losing or winning until the cards are drawn.

Liu Cheng didn't