Chapter 242
No matter how perfect that face was, it still revealed an inhuman feeling. Only deep fear was suppressing Inukai Ken's chest. His whole body was paralyzed and even blinking felt like a thousand pounds. He couldn't move or even make a sound to escape.
The face floating in the air slowly enlarged and came closer. Inukai Ken could hear his heart beating faster and faster.
That face broke through the darkness and brought the darkness into the light. Inukai Ken's heart, which almost stopped beating in fear, struggled to jump up again.
It was indeed a face, not the face of a monster or ghost but a human face. The long hair was completely different from that of this era. The black cloth clothes he wore in such a cold winter were strangely out of place in this season. In a word, he was incompatible with this world.
Rong Zhou came in with his back bent. His height of 1.85 meters felt a bit cramped in this short Japanese-style building. After coming in, Rong Zhou didn't even glance at Inukai Ken who was standing there.
The internal force swept through the dark places hidden inside and outside the room, and everything was clear in his mind.
Inukai Ken watched the man with his eyes wide open. After he came in, he walked straight to the secret compartment where the important documents were hidden. He opened the Yamato drawing without hesitation and smoothly moved aside the hidden wooden board. Embedded inside was the latest password safe brought from the UK.
Inukai Ken even felt happy to see the man come to him for help. At the same time, he felt that he was getting colder and colder, his breathing became heavier, and his fingers seemed to be able to move slightly, but he could not lift the wooden handle at all.
Rong Zhou was a bit surprised to see the safe, but then he remembered that safes with mechanical combination locks were already quite mature before World War II, widely used to store confidential documents, gold, securities, and other important items. It was no surprise that military bases, banks, government agencies, and even the offices of some high-ranking generals were equipped with safes with rotary dial combination locks.
Of course Rong Zhou can't open the lock, but he can defeat ten opponents with one move and one force.
The sound of metal breaking brought Inukai Ken's confused mind back to normal, and the safe's rotary combination lock fell to the ground and rolled twice.
Click, various broken metal keys fell on the wooden board, making crisp sounds, until there was a sharp squeak, and the iron sheet of the safe was torn apart.
Those sounds simultaneously tore at Inukai Ken's nerves, his internal organs burned and his eardrums throbbed with pain, and the scenes before his eyes became dizzy and double.
The toxins that enter Inu Yangjian's body will paralyze his entire body and instantly increase the viscosity of his blood. The increased pressure on the heart and the blood clots in various parts of the body will burst like boiling water.
Inukai Ken stood there motionless, all his reactions were in his body. He couldn't even make a sound. Silently, all seven orifices began to bleed, but not much.
Medicine and poison are inseparable. It is not difficult for an interior designer with a talent for healing to become proficient in toxicology over hundreds of years. His talent for poisoning is as high as his healing ability.
The safe that Jing Zhong was guarding was destroyed together with its devil owner.
In the safe, there was a thick stack of brown paper bags, and the two lower levels were filled with yellow and vulgar items.
It was only about 10 minutes, and just like when he came in, Rong Zhou stepped on the platform of the Plum Blossom Hall plaque and prepared to leave.
The cold winter wind brought the sound of shamisen (a minor tune played by the Japanese geisha) from the Hongchen Pavilion next door, the voices of men and women playing and flirting, and in the backyard next to Meihuatang, there was a woman in kimono and three men with topknots carrying sacks.
They were chattering in bird language, which Rong Zhou didn't understand and didn't care about. Rong Zhou was planning to use lightness skills to leave, so he just took a glance and murderous aura immediately rose up and was difficult to suppress.
The three sacks contained three little girls wearing slant collars and buttoned shirts. They were Chinese girls with clean clothes, fair faces and eyes full of fear. They were about twelve or thirteen years old.
Shouldn’t people in the Japanese Concession live a simple life?
Even faster than Rong Zhou's swooping figure were four silver needles containing deadly poison.
At the latest dawn in winter, at the darkest moment before the sun came out, Rong Zhou stepped into the window on the church bell tower, and the morning wind mixed with snowflakes came in with him.
He leaned weakly against the window, and didn't even have the strength to close it. Without the protection of his internal energy, his body temperature dropped little by little with the cold wind.
The biting cold wind could not blow away the lingering smell of death from his nose. His slightly trembling hands covered his nose, and the forced suppression of nausea made Rong Zhou even more pale.
Finally, he couldn't hold it back any longer and turned around, bent over and retched out the window.
No regrets, he never regretted having blood on his hands, he...
"Well, is that Doctor Rong?" The small wooden door creaked open, and someone walked over tremblingly with a dim candlelight.
Rong Zhou stood up in a somewhat embarrassed manner, not wanting anyone to see him in such a useless state.
"Yes." The answer was a little hoarse: "You are awake, do you feel lighter?" He closed the open window.
"Doctor Rong's miraculous healing skills brought me back to health. I thought I was going to die here, but it turned out I wasn't destined to die. I wonder what line of comrade Doctor Rong is on? Are you at risk of being exposed?"
The old man was still a little weak, so we quickly asked him to sit down on a chair.
"I'm just an ordinary citizen. I've heard about Mr. Li's deeds and I deeply admire those who risk their lives for their ideals and beliefs." Rong Zhou's face darkened as he spoke. "I can't do anything for this country, but there are still some ways to get Mr. Li out safely without him being exposed."
"Alas, how can a young man like you be more lifeless than an old man like me? Although our family's situation is very bad now, there is always hope as long as we don't give up. Why are you so dejected?" If it weren't for the fact that Dr. Rong in front of him helped save the old man's life, the old man would have slapped him on the head. What was he trying to do at such a young age?
What a wonderful young man! His ideological awareness needs to be improved. Well, he needs to take some ideological courses to improve his awareness: "How about you come with me to Yan'an after I finish my work here? There are many young people like you there who are much more energetic than you. You can also teach them medical skills. You are so talented, there is always a place for you to shine."
The more the old man thought about it, the better he thought it was. This young man could be a priest in the church because he must have been abroad. He had such advanced medical skills and must have read a lot of foreign books. If he were to go back, he could train a lot of medical soldiers. Wouldn't that be a great contribution?
The old man spoke with great vigor, and it seemed that he was in very good health.
Rongzhou smiled bitterly: "I can't go with you. I'm afraid of the butterfly flapping its wings."
"Ah? Where are the butterflies in winter? They are all frozen to death." The winter in Shanghai is not as bad as that in the north, but there are no butterflies or mosquitoes at this time.
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