"You bastard, you're pretending, right? You're not from that tribe, so why am I from that tribe? Think carefully, the three of you, is that woman wearing a bra that looks like she's not wearing anything, her?"
If it weren't for his three sisters standing in front of him, Lu Xuan would have needed to maintain some manliness, otherwise Lu Xuan would have wanted to kick this woman directly.
"Oh, yes, these jeans look very familiar..."
Shen Keyin looked at the woman on the ground carefully, and seemed to recall something, but she was not entirely sure.
"She's the woman following the man in the leather jacket?"
Because it was dark that night, although the few people hiding in the bushes did see a man and a woman in front of them, they could only make out their general clothes. As for what they looked like or whether they were Chinese, they really couldn't tell. So even Leng Mengyao, who usually observed very little, couldn't tell whether the woman in front of them was the woman he saw that night.
"That's her, that's her. I remember this pair of jeans, Japan blue! A style from five years ago, casual style..."
Just when Shen Keyin and Leng Mengyao were unsure whether the woman in front of them was the woman they saw that night, Yin Yichen suddenly pointed at the other person's jeans that were already a little damaged and started yelling.
Lu Xuan was also stunned. He had no idea what jeans were, let alone what brand they were.
Chen Keyin and Leng Mengyao lowered their heads and carefully examined the jeans, but they couldn't seem to see any clues.
"Yichen, you can tell this is a style from five years ago?"
Chen Keyin thought she knew a bit about clothes and bags, but she had no idea about these ordinary jeans.
"No doubt about it, no doubt about it. It was the hottest style that year. I even went to Tokyo to visit the flagship store."
Yin Yichen firmly adhered to her judgment, and her expression clearly revealed that her understanding of clothing far exceeded that of ordinary people.
"Beautiful! Haha, now let's see if you dare to say you are not from their tribe."
At this time, Lu Xuan gave Yin Yichen a thumbs up. The beautiful Yin was a great assist at this critical moment.
"I...I didn't say no, I just said I'm not a foreigner, I'm a Chinese."
Mingchuan Chimei on the ground realized that it was meaningless for her to refuse to admit that she did not belong to that tribe, so she immediately changed her words. After all, she had just sobbed and shouted "no" before, and did not specifically mention that incident.
"Are you really a Chinese?"
"Yes, yes, I am a Chinese, we are all one family."
Seeing that the beautiful woman in front of him seemed to believe what he said, Mingchuan Qianmei seemed to have grasped a glimmer of hope. She nodded repeatedly and looked at Leng Mengyao with enthusiasm.
"Mengyao, don't believe her. This woman is from that tribe. I even witnessed her killing her companions. Now she's saying she's Chinese, it's probably a lie."
Lu Xuan originally had some faith in what this woman said, but when he saw her hypocritical look, the little trust Lu Xuan had left disappeared. This woman was definitely a treacherous little woman.
"Okay, then I'll ask you something. If you answer it, we'll believe you."
Leng Mengyao seemed calm and composed.
Hearing Leng Mengyao say this, Chen Keyin and Yin Yichen looked at Leng Mengyao with curiosity, while Lu Xuan was still glaring at him fiercely.
“Okay… okay…”
The woman hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded hesitantly.
"When did the Nanjing Massacre take place? How many Chinese people were killed?"
Leng Mengyao looked at the woman in front of him with a cold brow and a sharp gaze.
Lu Xuan, including Chen Keyin and Yin Yichen, did not expect that President Leng would actually ask such a question, but they had to admit that this question was amazing!
"This...this, I, I'm not good at history...it should be...193...9...right..."
Under the gaze of four pairs of eyes, Mingchuan Qianmei hesitated for a long time and finally gave a year casually.
"wrong!"
Leng Mengyao frowned and looked at the other person coldly.
"Then I remembered it wrongly, so it was 1938? Yes, 1937..."
Mingchuan Chimi knew how to observe. Seeing that the four people in front of her did not respond, she kept changing her answers.
"Do you know how many Chinese people have been killed?"
Leng Mengyao did not respond to the other party, but continued to ask the woman the next question.
"Should be... two thousand? No, five thousand! No, thirty thousand..."
"Don't guess! Every Chinese person should be aware of this tragic history. In the six weeks between December 13, 1937, and January 1938, the Japanese army used brutal methods like mass shooting, burying alive, hacking with swords, and burning to kill 300,000 of our compatriots! All Chinese people will remember this number. Only your government would tamper with history, so only you are completely ignorant of this history!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Even my five-year-old niece knows this number. If you were Chinese, you would know it. How dare you deceive us? You are so vicious!"
Yin Yichen was a passionate young woman. When she found out that she was almost deceived by this woman, she almost wanted to stab her.
"No... no... I'm really a Chinese. I... I've just been studying there. I... I..."
"Shut up! Go ahead and tie her up!"
Lu Xuan was no longer polite this time. He just waved his hand, and Shen Keyin and Yin Yichen immediately started to tie people up.
“You…you…”
Mingchuan Qianmei wanted to continue to argue, but her mouth was blocked by Yin Yichen with a piece of cloth.
This woman is really cruel, she carries this thing with her everywhere...
"Handsome boy, is it really necessary to tie her up? Just kill her directly. Watch me!"
Miss Yin was also a ruthless person. At that moment, she raised her hand to send the other person to death.
"etc……"
"Handsome boy, you don't want to continue doing that with her, do you? This is just a small day!"
"What nonsense! What do you mean by 'continue'? I have nothing to do with him. I just want to get something out of her. This woman seems to know about the parchment scroll as well."
Lu Xuan quickly rebuilt his image.
As a tall and handsome Chinese man, how can I get involved with a woman who lives a simple life?
"She also knows about the parchment scroll?"
Leng Mengyao was also very surprised and looked at Lu Xuan in astonishment.
"She said it herself, so she should know something. Maybe we can get some useful information out of her. I mean, let's take her back first. Who knows, we might be able to get even more information."
"Handsome boy, are you serious? You really have no selfish motives at all?"
At this time, Yin Yichen and Shen Keyin had already tied up the people, and Miss Yin was still squinting her eyes at Lu Xuan.
"Selfishness!? I, brother, am a righteous man!"
Lu Xuan patted his chest suddenly.
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