By the time it was time for dinner, the two had not woken up. Zhang Peng had no choice but to go down to eat first, let the two sisters take a walk by themselves after eating, and go up to the office to continue waiting.

At about half-past seven, the two finally woke up. When eating in the canteen, he told Zhang Peng what he had discovered in the afternoon. Since only the two of them entered, there were no Japanese prisoners, one was a soldier and the other was a gangster. They talked to the soldiers separately and learned something.

About two weeks ago, the 998th Division captured the area and found it to be a stronghold of the Japanese army's secret medical unit, so it took the prisoners under control and handed them over to the 107th Special Operations Force for review.

The time node in the slide world is the second week after the takeover of the 107 Special Operations Force. Because of the large number of captives, and the fact that they had done a lot of things that were outrageous to God, they were executed after a brief trial. Subsequently, Unit 107 dug a large pit in the playground and buried the corpses.

But judging from what we have learned so far, the Japanese prisoners have been executed. In other words, the corpses piled up in the basement were not from the Japanese army, but from another group of people.

Also, they also learned about the situation of the Japanese photographer. The man's name was "Ichiro Tanaka", about early thirties, who claimed to be a photographer from the Wa Kingdom. As for the third basement floor, no one seems to have heard of it.

After dinner, the three of them went home. Zhang Peng searched for the 107th Special Operations Force on the computer, but there was no record, and it is estimated that this special organ is top secret at the national level. Then, he searched for information about the sword.

"Brother Xiaopeng, come and help." Xiao Tianqing's voice came from outside.

"I'm busy...... Zhang Peng stared at the screen intently, and shouted out the door, "Xiaoyun, go help your sister." ”

But as soon as he had finished calling, he came back to his senses, and immediately rushed out of the room, shouting, "I'm coming, I'm coming." ”

Xiao Yunuo happened to come out of the small room, and the two almost bumped into each other.

"I'm going to help." Zhang Peng said.

"I'd better go." Xiao Yunuo passed by him and walked to the balcony.

Zhang Peng's whole person was suddenly not good, and in a flash, the benefits he received were gone......

But forget it, there will be a next time, anyway, it's summer vacation soon, and there are so many opportunities. With that in mind, he went back to his computer and continued to look up the information. But after watching it for a long time, the price of the sword is very different, some are expensive and some are cheap, and some are auctioned. A replica of a famous sword called "Juyi Character Side Sect Pseudo" was sold for 2.69 billion Dongying coins, almost more than 200 million Chinese coins.

There are also cheap ones, a few hundred yuan, which are estimated to be counterfeit goods among the Chinese. It seems that you still have to ask the connoisseurs. At eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Peng had nothing to do and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Zhang Peng was woken up by the two sisters, because Ma Jinglei said that she wanted to make zongzi and eat them, and asked them to buy zongzi leaves, pork belly and other things. The two sisters didn't know how to bargain, so they pulled Zhang Peng on.

When I arrived at the vegetable market, under the mouth of Zhang Peng, who was comparable to a village woman, I bought six catties of zongzi leaves, two catties of three-layer meat, two catties of peanuts, two catties of mung beans, ten catties of glutinous rice, and two packets of five-spice powder. It was carried by the two sisters and sent back to the commissary, and they stayed in the kitchen to help Ma Jinglei.

At ten o'clock in the morning, he called Zhou Fuyuan over and took out two knives to show him.

The latter looked at it for a long time and muttered, "Good things are good things, but it's really hard to say what the specific price is......

"Don't sell it." Zhang Peng said.

"No, no, no, it's not a sale......," Zhou Fuyuan waved his hand and said, "The Japanese knife is a controlled product, unless it has not been opened, it cannot be auctioned, and I think that these two knives are a bit of a doorway, and ordinary collectors can't afford it." ”

"What do you mean by this?" Hearing this, Zhang Peng became excited. Zhou Fuyuan's meaning, isn't it very valuable.

"Look at ......" Zhou Fuyuan picked up one of them, pointed to the handle of the knife, the shape of a plum blossom made of ice silk, and said, "This is called a three-phase plum blossom knot, only officers at the level of major generals are qualified to equip it, you look at this ......" Zhou Fuyuan pointed to the end of the handle, which was engraved with two small characters "big red", and then said, "The knife engraved with the name of the knife maker is not ordinary, at least not mass-produced." ”

"So, I'm going to get rich." Zhang Peng said.

"I think it's better to find a professional professor of history in Dongying, and then identify it first." Zhou Fuyuan suggested.

"Makes sense." Zhang Peng nodded and said.

After Zhou Fuyuan went back, after Zhang Peng finished eating at noon, he called Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi, hailed a taxi on the side of the road, and went to Nancheng International University of Foreign Studies.

It's the beginning of July, and I've just finished my final exams, and college students haven't started to go home yet, and there are quite a few students on campus.

Zhang Peng and the three walked into the campus, and after staying away from the sight of the security guards, they began to squat on the side of the road, looking for someone to consult.

"Oh, it's a shame I didn't get into college." Looking at the students in the past, Li Chunsheng sighed.

"It's not easy to go to college, just pay some money and get an adult education." Zhang Peng said.

"Forget it, I'm not reading material, so I don't waste money." Li Chunsheng said.

"Otherwise, you learn the Maoshan Taoism with me, and when you go back, I will ask my ancestor to send you a graduation certificate, a bachelor's degree." Old Huangpi said with a smile.

"You're a pheasant university, it's useless." Li Chunsheng said.

"My Maoshan is authentic, but the qualifications recognized by the state are much better than these bullshit universities." Old Yellow Skin said with his neck tilted.

"Then you can get me one." Zhang Peng said. It's also good to get a certificate to fool his son.

"Then you have to learn my Maoshan Dao method." Old Huangpi said, "We are very particular. ”

"Come on, you." Zhang Peng waved his hand, like chasing a fly.

At this time, Li Chunsheng suddenly pushed him, "Look at it, look at ......"

Following the former's gaze, a good-looking girl walked in the distance, holding a Dongying language book in her hand, and silently reciting as she walked, "Empty you seven wow...... I hit Siwa ......"

"You go and ask." Li Chunsheng said.

"Wait for the next one." Zhang Peng said.

"Isn't that good, pretty." Li Chunsheng said.

"Pretty people are usually not good at talking." Zhang Peng said lazily.

"Not necessarily." Li Chunsheng disagreed.

"Then you can try it." Zhang Peng said with a smile.

"This ......" Li Chunsheng seemed a little hesitant, he had a certain sense of fear for beautiful girls. And in terms of his experience, Zhang Peng is more shrewd. He said no, nine times out of ten he wouldn't.

"I'll give a hundred." Zhang Peng tempted.

"Forget it." Li Chunsheng was not fooled.

"Two hundred." Zhang Peng continued to increase the price.

"I'll come." Old Yellow Peel volunteered to go up.

"This classmate." Old Huangpi said with a scowl on his face.

"Haji buys the Xitai ......" but saw the girl looking up, chattering, and walking forward, as if she didn't see the old yellow skin.

"This classmate." "It's ...... early" "Eh, this classmate." "I want the old trousers Onega to ...... Simas" The girl completely regarded the old yellow skin as air.

"Alas......" Old Yellow Peel returned to the two of them with a dejected head, and sighed, "The wind is getting down." ”

After a while, another one came who was muttering Dongying. This is a chubby girl with fair skin and a small red satchel.

"Arrive at ...... early I want to cry in the west...... Oh Nega one...... Simas ......"

"This, how about this?" Li Chunsheng asked.

"You're going to try?" Zhang Peng said directly.

"Forget it." Li Chunsheng refused.

"Two hundred." Zhang Peng stretched out two fingers.

"I'll go!" The old yellow skin fights the rivers and lakes again.

"This ...... The classmate ......" The old yellow skin had a smile on his face, stretched his neck, and looked flattering.

"Nani?" The little chubby girl stopped, looked at the old man in front of her vigilantly, and subconsciously covered her chest with a book.

"Little girl, help." As he spoke, the old yellow skin smiled and pulled out a big red ticket.

"Ah, Ya Butterfly!" When the little chubby girl saw the appearance of the old yellow skin, she was so frightened that she lost her face and ran away.

"Alas......" Old Huangpi looked confused, shook his head and sighed, "It's hard to be a good person." ”

After a while, an ordinary-looking girl came, carrying a small document bag with a string of Dongying words written in black pen. Without waiting for Li Chunsheng to remind him, Zhang Peng had already stepped forward.

"Senior sister, excuse me." Zhang Peng directly blocked the other party's way.

"Ahh The girl was startled.

"Hello, I'm a first-year Gallic student and would like to ask some questions." Zhang Peng said politely.

The girl looked at Zhang Peng, perhaps because she was more handsome, and claimed to be a classmate from the same school, and her face gradually softened.

"What's the matter?" The girl asked.

"That's the ......" Zhang Peng took out Masako Oda's letter of apology and said while handing it to the girl, "I accidentally found this letter and wanted you to take a look at what it said." ”

"How do you know I'm learning Dongying?" The girl glanced at the envelope, and a hint of vigilance flashed in her eyes.

"According to my observation this year, most of the people who learn Dongying are beautiful women." Zhang Peng grinned toothily and said, "Senior sister is the same, so I tried to ask." ”

"I'll take a look, but I haven't passed level eight yet, so I can't guarantee accuracy." The girl said.

Sure enough, tooth whiteness is still beneficial.

"Thank you, senior sister." Zhang Peng said.

The girl opened the letter, looked at it for a while, her brows gradually furrowed, and asked, "This...... Where did this come from? ”

"I don't know, I found it in the school library, it's sandwiched between the pages, maybe it's a relic of an international friend or something." Zhang Peng pretended to know nothing.

"This is a suicide note written by a girl before committing suicide." The girl said.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Peng asked.

"Her way of phrasing is very old, I don't understand it." The girl said, "You may need to find a graduate student who is level 8 or above in Dongying." ”

"Do you know someone like that?" Zhang Peng asked.

The girl shook her head and said, "Our professor may understand, but I don't know him well." ”

"That's right, thank you." Zhang Peng said.

"No thanks." With that, the girl left.

It seems that it will not be easy to find someone to translate the letter. Zhang Peng thought about it and decided to ask Director Dai. The other party is a person from the Tiangong Office, and the social relationship should be wider.