Following the clues, the news was first reported by the battalion commander to the Public Security Bureau, which then forwarded it to the Third Division.
The Third Division immediately dispatched a company, and after nearly half of them went missing, it sent a regiment to provide support.
Feng Bai went through the information with everyone who had handled it, including the county public security bureau.
Several days passed without a single clue.
The three soldiers who sacrificed their lives in this incident were posthumously honored after cremation, and their families were personally handed over by their comrades and leaders.
They searched inside and out three times, but still found no clues.
The third regimental commander's smile was sinister. His gaze swept over the faces of his men, and he was filled with malice. It wouldn't be difficult to leave some secret signals for enemy agents during the march.
The traitor is most likely to appear in this link.
The well-preserved thousand-year-old female corpse was worth the island nation using deeply buried nails.
The third regimental commander discussed his ideas with Feng Bai. Ruan Xianxian, who was sitting in a corner of the tent with her eyes closed, reviewed the events of the past few days in her mind.
Since the effects of the intermediate-level spiritual spring began to appear on his body, his mind has undergone secondary development, and his memory is almost as good as photographic memory.
She slowly opened her eyes, her fingertips tracing the mountain of personal profiles of the soldiers who had participated in the mission on the table, and interjected, "Wrong."
The two paused in their conversation, then asked, "What's wrong?"
"The order of events," Ruan Xianxian asked. "Did the ninja who almost escaped speak?"
Fan Caicai, who was following up on the matter, was called in and shook her head.
Without saying anything, as long as he suffers some physical pain, Jiuju will find a way to bring him back.
Saying what shouldn't be said is the real death trap.
"The methods used to interrogate ninjas cannot be too radical, as they have many ways to commit suicide."
So what's the point of keeping them alive? Ruan Xianxian ignored him.
"What do you mean by saying the order is wrong?" Feng Bai asked.
Ruan Xianxian counted on her fingers for him, "The Yin-Yang Master and the Third Division's company arrived less than a day apart, which means that the message was sent to the enemy camp even before the company set off."
You can't expect Japanese Onmyoji to be faster at executing orders than our soldiers.
Upon receiving the information, they need to double-check and confirm the target before dispatching the Onmyoji. Their speed cannot be faster than our soldiers who set off immediately upon receiving the mission.
Therefore, it can be inferred that the island nation received the information earlier than the military.
Ruan Xianxian lowered her eyes and tapped her fingers lightly on the document.
"From the time the grave was struck by lightning until the army received the news, is there anyone suspicious, or anyone from the village who left? Investigate!"
Yes, the soldiers were on a rescue mission and wouldn't waste a single second. The company commander who arrived there first probably still doesn't know who is lying in the coffin.
In island nations, where the task involves stealing corpses, the value of the mission must be determined beforehand; one wouldn't just steal any coffin one sees.
At least it has been confirmed that the person in the coffin is worth the effort of an Onmyoji, and then we will decide what level of Onmyoji to assign to carry out the task.
The logic is flawed; there is a time lag in the process.
Unless the Onmyoji were already near Shiroishi Village and it was purely by chance that they met.
But this possibility is extremely small.
The third regimental commander suddenly grinned widely, and when he looked at the articulate Ruan Xianxian, his teeth were showing.
The army is the armor of the nation. Once an enemy agent is found under his command, he, as the regimental commander, will be held accountable no matter what.
The third regimental commander was even less willing to see the former turn out to be, or at least not from the beginning, enemy agents, with whom they had fought side by side through thick and thin.
Ruan Xianxian's analysis made a lot of sense, which immediately relieved a lot of his heavy heart.
Feng Bai looked at Ruan Xianxian in surprise. In his impression, this girl was big-headed and never knew what inhuman things she might do next.
This is the first time I've seen him so clear-headed and calm.
"You suspect that there are enemy spies in this village? And that they are the ones passing information out?"
"It's hard to say." Ruan Xianxian didn't even look up. "There are stone spirits in General Mountain. It's not surprising that the Japanese, having received some information, would want to find out and send in enemy agents."
But when it comes to metaphysics, is sending ordinary enemy agents useful?
If they were sending outsiders, they should have taken the initiative.
Just as the island nation was about to take action, a thunderclap suddenly struck from the sky.
"That's too much of a coincidence, that's why I asked you to investigate."
"Understood." Feng Bai picked up his hat, put it on his head and pulled it down low. He took two long steps and walked out of the tent, followed closely by the Third Regiment Commander.
Just as he was about to step out of the tent, he paused. "Thank you."
Thanks to her rational analysis, her underlings were cleared of suspicion.
Seeing his brothers listed as suspects and their confused and bewildered expressions, he felt more distressed than anyone else.
Ruan Xianxian smiled, revealing her teeth, "No need to thank me. If the army needs to purchase chickens, ducks, fish, or anything like that, just come to me."
The third regimental commander was dumbfounded. Had the topic changed too quickly?
This guy puffed out his chest, head held high, and looked enthusiastic. "Besides special departments, I also serve as the manager of a breeding farm. Let me tell you, the chickens and ducks that come out of our cages are incredibly delicious."
Finally, the third regimental commander emerged from his tent, wiping away cold sweat.
Feng Bai, who was waiting outside the tent, glanced at him and said, "You've been targeted by our little darling?"
Taking the cigarette from Feng Bai, the Third Regiment Commander raised an eyebrow. "Yours? Your partner's?"
Feng Bai remained silent until he had almost finished his cigarette. He glanced back at the tent behind him and said, "She's not my girlfriend, she's my future aunt. Let's go."
"Oh dear! Uncle and nephew are fighting amongst themselves!"
Because of his sharp tongue, the commander of the Third Regiment had a bruise around one eye after descending the mountain. He dismissed the soldiers who had come to watch the commotion, and the incident was reinvestigated.
Three days passed in a flash. Ruan Xianxian was squatting in front of the stone stove, fighting with the soldiers for venison. What came up even before the truth was the number of people who sacrificed in Baishi Village.
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