After all, the two of them rested for a long time and decided to find Ramaudi to carry out the mission, the task said the location of the mission, the Caesar Hotel in Tokyo, Japan, the two of them were very confused, because they didn't know where the so-called 'Caesar' was now, and the Presbyterian Council didn't even distribute a map, at least they had to give them Japanese coins as travel expenses, so they wouldn't take two Yagret gold coins to those coachmen.

Japan in 1945 was not like the 70s of the 20th century, after the reform and development, there was a new height of a country, although the bubble economy hit the whole of Japan a lot, but it was always a developed country, but at this time in Tokyo Bay, although there were people, and there were houses, but the miserable appearance was like a country in exile, all kinds of tents, all kinds of people were not able to make a living, and there were even people who fought for things, killed compatriots or committed suicide to the ruler, in short, the war made a strong spiritual power, And so it fell.

"What are we going to do!" Heaton said with a frown, as he walked down the street.

"Ask someone." Yells said.

"You can speak Japanese!" Heaton was a little surprised.

"No!" Yells is very direct, he really does not speak Japanese, Yagree's compulsory and elective languages do not have Japanese as a subject, Russian and English are the first, followed by French and German, as for Chinese and Spanish that are only the later elective parts.

"How do you ask?" Heaton said dejectedly.

"You don't see there's an American GI in front, like someone from the army stationed here!" Yairs' eyes were excellent, and he could see even when it was night.

"My eyes are not 'cat's eyes', I can't see anything."

"Forget it when you're blind."

Years, who stepped forward, asked the American GI in front of him with a smile on his face, and took out half a pack of 'camel' cigarettes from his pocket and gave one to the American GI with courtesy.

"Is there a Caesar' inn around here, or a tavern?" Yells asked.

"What do you guys do?" The American GI did not answer directly, but took the cigarette with some hesitation, at this time the war was just coming to an end, but it was still necessary to prevent those war maniacs from provoking a war here, and there was a Soviets in front of him. The American GI looked at Heaton with a different look.

"We are American soldiers, just on a special mission!" Yells took out his documents, which were real, notarized by the state at the time, and of course were lying about the performance of special tasks.

"Well, if I want to tell our chief, let them receive you." American GIs put camel cigarettes in their mouths, which were very popular in the United States at the time.

"No, no, our mission is secret, and it was issued by the thirteenth district." Yairs spoke.

The American soldier was shocked, the secret mission of the thirteenth district, no one dared to ask, if he knew it, he would be punished for treason, he smoked half of the cigarette in his mouth and choked on it, it was the first time he choked after smoking for so long, it was really uncomfortable!

"It's not far from here, just down the next street!" The American GI said.

"Thank you!" Yairs said, and then saluted.

Tokyo at night was decadent, as if there was no hope at all, war is always war, no matter whose fault it is, but the lives of those innocent people are long gone.

Walking out of Fujiwara Kyoyama in a very inconspicuous small health room, he looked at the night sky outside, there were so many stars.

Fujiwara Kyoyama sat on the ground like an ordinary person, the autumn weather was a little cold, he was still wearing a white coat at this time, because the secret experiment of the imperial capital had just been completed, he was very tired, it was already a day without rest, he lit a cigarette with a match, smoke is sometimes very relieving.

He saw some people piled up in the corners of the street who had already fallen asleep, and suddenly remembered that when he went to China last year, when he was on the battlefield, no matter which side the soldiers were, the kind of heart-palpitating killing still scared him at this time, so he only stayed for two months and returned home with the cargo ship that brought back the wounded.

"Jingshan, why are you here!" A bearded man behind him shouted, "Let me look for it for so long!" ”

"Uh, there's nothing in there? You're out too. Fujiwara Kyoyama asked, he turned around and gave the only cigarette in the cigarette pack to the bearded man, his name was Hatoyama Naru, a biologist who had returned from studying abroad and was very accomplished in anatomy.

"Oki-kun is dealing with the final step, and there isn't much left." Hatoyama Naru followed the example of Kyoyama and sat on the ground, the same white coat.

"The Chiba family is really willing to dedicate their daughter to herself!" Jingshan suddenly asked, "How did they give up such a beautiful little girl." ”

"This is the last stage!" Hatoyama Naru groaned for a long time before he spoke.

"Didn't we go too far?" Kyoyama asked.

"It has nothing to do with us." Hatoyama said, "The people who funded us have been replaced, and the empire has given up on this experiment. ”

"Then why do you have to do it, do the people who fund us still want to go to war." Jingshan frowned, "When will the empire allow outsiders to meddle in this matter." ”

"I really don't know." Hatoyama took a sharp puff of his cigarette, "Although it is not the Empire that is in charge of this matter, the Empire has handed over the ownership of the experiment to those people. ”

"What do you mean?" The cigarette butt of the Jingshan bar is extinguished, in case it drifts to where it drifts with the wind.

"The empire is waiting, and they don't have much to do with the country's politics and economy." Hatoyama said, "The whole country is about to collapse!" ”

"That should stop this experiment!" Kyoyama said, "Instead of proceeding. ”

"Aren't you too excited?" Hatoyama said, then he thought about it and finally said. "All this is controlled by the Chiba family, and the empire is just a shield for them, as if the Chiba family has a powerful force that even the empire does not dare to touch."

"Then why did they take their daughters for experiments?" Kyoyama asked.

"I guess that's not their daughter." Hatoyama said, taking the last deep puff of his cigarette and exhaling it, not seeing much smoke in the night.

Deep in the small infirmary, on the small bed, a girl slept soundly, her hands and feet were all chains, because of the effect of the medicine, every time it was like this, injected with the medicine, she would fall asleep deeply, this sleep was at least ten hours, so every time it was injected at night.

He looked at the girl's delicate face, and suddenly felt a pity from the heart, because he also has a daughter as old as her, and she should go to elementary school this year.