After finishing his business, Song Shutian came to find Jiang Qiao and said, "The director wants you to come with me tomorrow for another interrogation. Our director thinks this is a very important matter and wants to temporarily transfer this person. Before he leaves, he hopes we can find a breakthrough."

Jiang Qiao pointed to herself, "Me? Are you kidding me? What was your section chief thinking? I don't know how to interrogate people. To be honest, when I encounter someone like this, my first instinct is to punch him—"

Song Shutian gave a wry smile. "Beating him up isn't the goal; we want his confession."

Jiang Qiao sighed. Not to mention him, even Qiao Jie felt that this matter was a bit far-fetched.

"You think our Qiao'er, a young lady, could get this old man's confession out of her? It doesn't sound very plausible."

"Sigh, girl, why don't you go? Grandpa will go see Ning Hao for you tomorrow. No matter what, you should help your brother Song out. The section chief has spoken; we have to go for his sake, don't we?"

Jiang Qiao nodded somewhat uncertainly, "Okay, but I can't guarantee I can get the information for you. Also, when I start acting mysterious, you have to stay calm. This person can't be dealt with according to normal procedures. Alright, I'll think about how to ask him later."

"By the way, are the places and people you've moved to reliable? Don't let those old devils escape; that would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains."

Song Shutian smiled and said, "Don't worry, the place is definitely safe, and we will carefully select the personnel."

"That's good. It's been so many years since liberation. If we let these people cause trouble, we'll be letting down the martyrs."

After saying this, Song Shutian took his leave, promising to come and pick up Jiang Qiao the next day so they could travel together.

Back in her room, Jiang Qiao began sorting through the things she had looted from the old Japanese soldiers. Before, she thought the war was over and there was no need to study these things anymore. The people were gone, and besides, given her situation at the time, even if she knew, it wouldn't be of much use.

On the contrary, money was more important to her, while other documents and such were simply left unattended in the safe.

I never thought I'd run into this old Japanese devil one day. Since I'm going to participate in his interrogation tomorrow, I'd better be prepared.

They opened the safe, took out all the documents, and began to examine them one by one. What they found was astonishing.

She never dreamed that these seemingly ordinary documents and materials would contain so many secrets, including mine maps, topographical maps, and descriptions of local customs and landscapes.

The terrain and mineral veins truly surprised Jiang Qiao. Just thinking about it made her shudder. The Japanese had taken all of these things away, so the phrase "vast land and abundant resources" was probably no longer applicable to this place.

The problem is, there's something she doesn't understand: the things locked in the safe must be important documents, so what does this landscape description represent?

She just couldn't figure it out. Could this Japanese guy be a travel enthusiast?

Thinking about it, that's definitely not the case. This information was obviously obtained through investigation. If you really want to say that you're interested in this, then you should go out and see for yourself.

It's obvious that Sato isn't that kind of person. What could possibly make him lock these things in a safe?

She wrote down this question on a piece of paper and continued reading the remaining documents. These documents left Jiang Qiao even more confused. They contained rumors from various places, descriptions of tombs, and data on human research experiments.

She just couldn't understand what this old Japanese devil was up to. Was he going to rob a tomb? But without a specific location, how could he do it?

But then she thought about it again and realized that she seemed to understand. It was precisely because she didn't know that she had to search everywhere. She must have searched many places over the years. Moreover, she had taken this thing away in a flash back then. Even if the old Japanese man had a good memory, he probably couldn't remember it all.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but give a bitter smile. "What kind of fate is this? I might as well have just let a gust of wind blow him away and saved me from all this trouble."

Jiang Qiao found this troublesome. She had no idea what this old Japanese devil was up to. Even if he was a tomb raider, he shouldn't be collecting these scenic descriptions, right? What was he looking for?

She couldn't figure out the answer; probably only this old Japanese devil would know. But she also knew that this old Japanese devil couldn't be dealt with so easily, otherwise they wouldn't be called Japanese devils. Even Song Shutian couldn't do anything about him.

The questions swirling in her mind remained unanswered for the time being, and Jiang Qiao had no desire to sleep. She noticed that everything in the field was ripe.

These days I've been so busy I haven't had time to take care of things here. I'll take this opportunity to quickly tidy up the land, harvest what needs to be harvested and plant what needs to be planted. Looking at the fresh vegetables in the space, Jiang Qiao sighed while eating a cucumber, "When will I be able to eat these things openly in the future? I'll have to find a way to get the team leader and the others to grow greenhouse vegetables."

I talk to myself in my online space, but no one listens or answers. However, it does help to distract me. When I'm exhausted, I wash my face, go straight to bed, and fall asleep.

The next day, Jiang Qiao woke up late. The old man had already prepared the meal for her. "Qiao'er, get up. Did you sleep in late last night? Get up quickly, Xiao Song will be here soon."

Jiang Qiao scratched her head, closed her eyes, and responded. The old man had even prepared the water for her. "Hurry up, wash your face, and eat—"

Jiang Qiao had just started eating when Song Shutian arrived and ended up having another meal with them at their house.

When Jiang Qiao came out, she didn't see the car. "How are we going to get there?"

Song Shutian smiled and said, "Walk over there. The person has already been brought over. Come on, I'll take you there."

To be honest, the place where Sato was temporarily detained wasn't too far away; it was in an inconspicuous house behind Song Shutian's office.

Shinichi Sato was blindfolded and had no idea where he was being taken. Since last night, he had had a vague feeling that something was wrong. He didn't know why, but for so many years, he had lived a peaceful life, just waiting for the outsiders to take him out so that he could finally show his skills.

But he didn't know what went wrong. Someone had recognized him. The interrogation by Song Shutian these past few days had made Sato uneasy. Although he was very anxious inside, he didn't show it on his face.

He didn't know what tricks the other side was playing, and hoped that the people sent from outside would know his current situation and take action as soon as possible.

When Jiang Qiao and Song Shutian came in, they saw Sato Shinichi sitting quietly in a chair. If they didn't know his background, they would think that the person sitting in front of them was a quiet man.

Unfortunately, Jiang Qiao knew that this person was not as simple as he seemed. He could be considered a cunning and hungry wolf, and who knew when he would open his bloodthirsty mouth at them, and who knew who would suffer then.