Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

The old director even secretly ordered them to pay attention to safeguarding Han Feng's safety.

At this moment, Han Feng waved at the two of them, and the two Japanese sentinels strode over without any suspicion.

"Mr. Konoe, what's the matter?" one of the Japanese soldiers asked.

Han Feng said: "This time, I really had doubts in my heart, and I couldn't help but come to the reference room to check some materials again. I'm really sorry to disturb your duty again in the middle of the night, so I want to speak to you and apologize. "

"You don't have to. This is what the director ordered. You are too polite, Konoe-kun." The Japanese soldier who was in charge of speaking said flatteredly.

"By the way, do you two want to go into the reference room for a while? It's much warmer inside than outside."

"No need, Mr. Jinwei, just go in and check the data, we will continue to go back to be on duty." The soldier said quickly, they did not have this permission to enter the data room.

"Then thank you for your hard work."

"you are welcome."

The two Japanese soldiers walked back side by side. The gleaming dagger slipped from Han Feng's cuff, and pierced the heart of the Japanese soldier on the right from the back like lightning. The throat of the Japanese soldier who turned his head.

He killed the two of them neatly, before they even had time to make any loud noises.

Han Feng quickly dragged the two of them to the data room, and then quickly took out all the important materials that he had marked up according to the memory in his mind.

When he came, Han Feng prepared a big backpack for himself.

At this moment, the scene where he stacked the prepared materials in the schoolbag was like a thief who stole, but this thief was much more organized, and he even arranged and stacked the materials calmly, so that Expand available space.

How much space can be piled up with the amount of these materials, and whether it can hold the backpack specially made by a tailor, Han Feng has already calculated it.

The error was not too big. Han Feng put all the materials prepared into the backpack, and there was still some gaps in the backpack, so he grabbed a few more materials and stuffed them in.

The backpack immediately swelled up, like a hill.

Immediately afterwards, Han Feng exchanged his usual unconventional clothes with the clothes of one of the Japanese soldiers who was about his age and slightly shorter in stature who fell to the ground.

In the end, Han Feng placed a kerosene lamp in the office under the bookshelf in the bottommost gap, away from a certain distance. According to speculation, at such a long distance, when the flame of the lit kerosene lamp burns, It takes at least ten minutes to make the paper of the information book reach the ignition point.

Immediately afterwards, Han Feng randomly piled up some materials to ensure that the entire data room would not be spared if the fire broke out.

After finishing all this, Han Feng quietly left the reference room and closed the door.

Ten minutes later, the fire here will completely spread, and within these ten minutes, he has to hide his backpack near the pharmaceutical factory, and then rush to the epidemic prevention and water supply department to continue the next step of the plan.

The backpack is not too light, the specially made backpack looks like a hill, it is full of materials, and it is estimated to weigh [-] to [-] kilograms when carried on the body.

As far as this is the most important material selected by Han Feng, many materials have to be put down with a sigh.

There were still two guards at the door. They were already standing with their necks tilted, leaning against the wall, supported by their rifles. Han Feng had already taken care of this.

Everything went smoothly according to the plan. Han Feng quickly came to the side entrance of the pharmaceutical factory with his backpack on his back, but just halfway there, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him, "Who is it? Stop."

Han Feng slowly put down his backpack and turned his head.

"Kojiro, it's you. I was shocked. I thought there were thieves coming from our pharmaceutical factory!" Kitahara Matsushita let out a long sigh of relief.

It was this guy.

Han Feng's eyes revealed murderous intent, and the sharp dagger slid down from his cuff again. Holding the dagger in his right hand, he threw it viciously at Kitahara Matsushita from a distance of three to four meters.

Kitahara Matsushita collapsed in horror, his body did not have time to twitch twice, and he died completely because he was directly inserted into the heart.

His eyes seemed to reveal the last question:

Konoe Jiro would kill him!

He seemed to be roaring angrily, "Damn it, I'm your creditor, okay, you still owe me thousands of yen and haven't paid it back!"

"Now you don't have to repay the debt, troublesome guy, it's your fault!" Han Feng muttered, turned around, put his backpack on his back, and left quickly.

It took a few days to find out after hiding the backpack in Chuangu. After leaving the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply through a secret passage, Han Feng returned immediately. Raising his arm, he looked at the luminous watch. The time was 43:2728:[-], and then strode towards the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply.

The guards at the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply are far stricter than those at the research laboratories of pharmaceutical factories.

Han Feng used Chuan Gu's clothes to cover his head, and he had a pass to prove his identity. According to the regulations, he returned home before eleven o'clock at night, passed the guards at the door, and entered the inside of the factory.

It's pitch black outside, but there are a lot of lights in the factory

836 Forensics

After Han Feng entered the factory building, he lowered his head and took advantage of the dim light, walking all the way into the depths of the factory.

Han Feng had already memorized the detailed layout drawings drawn by Rokuro Kawatani for him about the various parts of the factory building of the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply.

He knew that if he was Rokuro Kawatani, according to the memory of that map, now he should return to the dormitory where he slept, which was in a small path next to his left.

Chuan Gu told Han Feng that there were six people living together in the dormitory he lived in.

Basically, none of the six of them would speak half a word to anyone on weekdays, and they were all managed according to militarization. They were urged to leave early in the morning by the soldiers, and went to work separately. He had to work overtime until midnight, or even all night, before returning to the dormitory.

So the so-called roommate emotion will naturally not exist.

This is also the reason why the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply implements militarized management of all employees, and orders each of them to remain independent, and even cannot chat with each other. The reason why friendship is born. Sometimes, it is easier to obey the management and drive. On the contrary, once this individual becomes a group, a slight burst of rebellious thoughts may immediately cause commotion in the whole group.

From this point of view, what the employees in the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply are doing is against human nature, and naturally it is easier to arouse ideological contradictions and self-blame among the employees working here.

Therefore, ensuring the loneliness of each of them from the heart can better guarantee the research work of bacterial warfare in the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply.

And this is why Rokuro Chuangu especially cherishes the friendship with Han Feng.

It's like a person living in endless darkness who occasionally finds a ray of light that carries the light of hope, or like a person walking in the desert and seeing a clear sweet spring.

Han Feng is the ray of light for Rokuro Chuangu to regain his humanity.

Fortunately for him, with the help of this light, he successfully escaped from this hell.

But some of his companions went completely insane and were disposed of, and others slowly became walking corpses, driven by the fangs of the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply.

Han Feng walked towards Chuan Gu's dormitory step by step. Their dormitory number was 606.

This is what Han Feng promised Rokuro Kawatani. After the incident is over, if the Japanese military officials come to investigate, they must fake the illusion that Rokuro Kawatani died accidentally.

In this way, the safety of Rokuro Kawatani's parents in China can be guaranteed, and perhaps his parents can also receive a pension.

It's just that the poor parents will probably never know where their son worked, what he did, and how he died. Sadness is inevitable.

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The iron door opened slowly, and under the dim light, Han Feng cast a long and narrow shadow into the room.