Chapter 271 I Want to Find Someone

The moment Fu Zheng fired, he rolled on the ground and took the opportunity to avoid the muzzle of the gun pointing at his temple.

When Yamamoto Shigeru fell down, his eyes were wide open in disbelief.

I guess even the dead don't understand why the gun was fired so quickly.

Fu Zheng rolled into a dark corner so that he could observe the enemy better. At this time, the man was still standing there, staring at Fu Zheng in the corner quietly.

Slowly lowered his raised hand.

Fu Zheng was also observing the other party.

The man was very tall, and his upright posture made it obvious that he was not Japanese, but more like a Chinese soldier.

He tried to find the figure in his memory in this person.

However, there was no way to tell what he looked like at all. His face looked like it had been fried in a frying pan, with a lot of flesh connected together and his face full of scars. It was impossible to tell what he looked like originally.

But there was a pair of bright and resolute eyes staring in his direction.

"There's no one here now, so hurry up and leave."

The man's hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded again, like the sound of rough sandpaper rubbing against rust.

Fu Zheng asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

Now he no longer sensed any malice from the other person, and he could speak Chinese, which meant that the other person might be Chinese.

There is another possibility...

Unexpectedly, the man not only didn't answer him, but also turned around and walked out without even giving him a glance.

Fu Zheng waited until the man left before he came out from the corner.

He first glanced outside the door, then listened to the man's footsteps entering the next room. Then he walked over to Yamamoto's body and examined it carefully.

Yamamoto's wound was right between his eyebrows, just a little red. There was a faint smell of bullets floating in the air, but it was not detectable to ordinary people.

After confirming his death, they pulled a blanket over him and straightened the body into a sleeping position.

Then he walked out of Yamamoto's bedroom and kindly closed the door.

When he arrived at the room that the man had just entered, Fu Zheng did not go in, but just stood outside the door.

The reason why he dared to stand here was that he was sure that the other party would not hurt him.

This is an indoor corridor, which cannot be seen from the outside and is safe for the time being.

Even though Fu Zheng was standing outside, the man didn't say another word.

Fu Zheng had to speak first. He listened to the man's slightly rapid heartbeat in the room and said:

"I want to find someone, and then I'll leave."

However, he received no response, so he simply said: "A peaceful mind can cure three thousand diseases, a calm mind can understand all things. A good attitude, a good mood, good luck, and everything will be good."

These words were said by his father when he was a child hunting with him in the mountains behind the mountain. His father saw that he was being irritable and he still remembers them to this day.

Just a second ago, he seemed to understand one thing: the person inside might be his father who had been missing for many years.

Who else could be so close to Yamamoto and be able to keep all the movements of Japan in his hands if not him?

He believed that the person inside was definitely the one who had a direct line of communication with the top leader.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, there was movement in the room.

Just when Fu Zheng thought he had guessed correctly, a large hand grabbed his arm like an iron clamp. The movement was so fast that he didn't even have time to react before he was dragged into the house.

In the dark room, Fu Zheng was pinned to the ground.

"Why are you here?" The man's breathing was a little rapid and he was very strong, but even though he deliberately lowered his voice, he couldn't hide the excitement in his tone.

Fu Zheng had only one thought in his mind at this moment, and he guessed right.

The tough guy finally showed some emotion at this moment. He pursed his lips tightly, didn't say a word, let people press him down, didn't resist, and tears silently slid down the corners of his eyes.

All that flashed before his eyes was the scarred and scabby face he had just seen.

"Good boy, you didn't let me down. Now I'll take you out. From here, go east, jump into the river to the east, and swim north..."

Fu Jingwei loosened the grip on his hands. He had always thought of himself as dead, with no desires or requests. He only prayed silently in his heart that his wife and children at home would be safe and sound.

And he is here, dedicating his life to the motherland, which is great.

But he never expected that he would be able to see his son in his lifetime. This made his dead heart feel alive again and began to beat rapidly.

Yes, the person in front of me is Fu Jingwei. To be exact, his current name is Qijie.

In Japan, he is equivalent to the "national teacher". The prime minister will consult him on everything before making a decision.

"Get up quickly, you won't be able to leave before daybreak."

Fu Jingwei kept urging his son who was lying on the ground. Even after he got up, the man on the ground was still lying there like a spoiled brat.

"Let's go together." Fu Zheng said speechlessly.

"no."

"If you don't leave, I won't leave either."

There's no other way. If we keep going on like this, the abnormality here will soon be heard by the people on duty outside.

Fu Jingwei could only simply pack up some things, carry them on his back, and grope his way out of the Prime Minister's Residence with his son.

The meeting between father and son was without tenderness or reminiscing about the past. It was their first meeting in sixteen years, and both of them went on the run.

…

Gu Wanxing was woken up by the heat at night. Zhang Yulan was afraid that her daughter-in-law would be cold, so she kept heating the kang at night.

After waking up from the heat, she went into the space and did some work.

Then I took a comfortable bath.

I slept in the space until dawn again.

The next morning, the rising sun dispelled all the haze.

"Wanxing, whatever filling you like, I'll make it for you. We don't have sauerkraut filling, so any filling is fine."

Zhang Yulan asked with a smile while kneading the dough.

Gu Wanxing was peeling green onions and helping with the work.

A hint of surprise appeared on her face when she heard this. She didn't expect that there were people in Northeast China who didn't have sauerkraut at home.

Almost every family here has sauerkraut, except for bachelors like her father.

"Sister-in-law, my mother gets heartburn when she smells sauerkraut, let alone eats it, so we don't eat sauerkraut at home."

Fu Yiyi solved her doubts at the right time.

"I can eat anything with any filling. Chives are fine too. Those aren't the chives I brought from home. I'll pick some later and use them in dumplings for the New Year's Eve dinner."

Gu Wanxing also doesn’t like sauerkraut, so it doesn’t matter whether he eats it or not.

"Okay then." Zhang Yulan boldly added the filling after getting the answer.

Tonight was New Year's Eve, so the three of us were busy making dumplings for breakfast and a table full of delicious dishes for lunch.

While eating, Fu Yiyi sighed, "It would be great if my brother were here. He used to go to the mountains to hunt rabbits and roe deer, but we won't be able to eat fresh ones this year."

Zhang Yulan frowned: "I can't stop you from talking with just food, what's going on?"

Fu Yiyi curled her lips and said nothing. Her mother had been very irritable recently, and she didn't dare to provoke her all the time.

Gu Wanxing smiled faintly and didn't say anything, but he was actually a little uncomfortable.

After all, she had only been staying here for one night since getting married, and she had spent the entire morning looking for work to numb herself and hide her discomfort.

"By the way, Wanxing, why don't you call your dad over tonight? The three of us will be celebrating the New Year together, and your dad will be alone, right? It will be more lively with more people." Zhang Yulan had wanted to talk about this since last night.

She heard that something bad happened to her daughter-in-law's father this year, leaving him alone at home.

If my daughter leaves now, it will be a big deal.

"No, my uncle and aunt will call him over to eat dumplings, don't worry."

Gu Wanxing knew that her mother-in-law had good intentions, but this good intention would cause misunderstandings from others.

So in order to avoid trouble, it is better not to have that idea.

Zhang Yulan nodded in a friendly manner: "Okay, I'll listen to you. Come on and eat. After you're done, you two can go back to the house and do whatever you need to do. I'll take care of it myself. My son didn't marry you to work. Haha."

Hearing this, Gu Wanxing also laughed.

Just when the mother and her two daughters were enjoying their meal, someone knocked loudly on the door.

You can tell he is an uninvited guest.