"Regardless of whether the news is true or false, since such news has been circulating, we must arrange for some people to keep watch in Japan."
"No need! My country will naturally be protected by ourselves!"
"You're really shrewd. What, are you planning to capture Han Fei all by yourself and then keep the treasure for yourself?"
"How could that be? Now that we're allied, I certainly wouldn't hide the information I receive from you."
"I'm sorry, but neither you nor your country have a high level of integrity."
"We are the most trustworthy country. We uphold the spirit of craftsmanship, honesty, integrity, and striving for excellence."
"Heh, then tell me, back then, in the Dragon Kingdom, did you actually commit any massacres?"
"I want to know the truth too!" "Anyway, there are no Chinese here, only allied nations. We promise we won't spread this." "Tell us the truth! Was the massacre real or fake?"
Xiao Rizi never expected that the discussion would suddenly turn into such a sharp question about whether Han Fei would go to Japan or not. He wasn't from that era, so how would he know whether it was true or false?
“The history I learned from books tells me that such a thing did not happen,” the representative of Little Days said with a sincere and earnest bow. “I am not lying to you, please believe me.”
"He doesn't seem to be lying to us." "He seems very sincere." "To be honest, if such a thing really happened, how could China possibly let it go?" "Exactly! If such a thing really happened, who wouldn't bomb Japan?" "Perhaps China's situation at the time prevented it from continuing the war, forcing it to hastily end the conflict. We can't conclude that Japan didn't do such a thing just because China didn't retaliate back then!"...
Despite the discussions from various countries, the representative of the small country maintained a smile.
He has a clear conscience.
That's the history he learned. I'm telling the truth; I'm not lying.
He wasn't a part of the war at that time, so how could he possibly know the truth?
Even if such a thing were to happen, what would it have to do with him or the Japanese people now?
His smile grew even brighter.
He knew that once he believed it, and the people of the whole country believed it, generation after generation, even if it were true, it would be false.
“I know, it’s all true,” a representative from one of the countries suddenly said.
"I advise you not to make things up without evidence, so as not to cause trouble for yourself and your country."
“It’s not without evidence. My grandfather was a photographer. He was fascinated by the ancient culture of China and lived there for a while to photograph its ancient architecture. Last year, my grandfather passed away, and I inherited everything from him, including a wooden box. It was a large camphor wood box that my grandfather brought back from China. He really liked these kinds of wooden boxes because they prevented photos from getting moldy.”
"My grandfather left behind many photos."
He lowered his voice, his tone somber: "This is evidence of Japan's crimes."
"With current photographic technology, it's not difficult to create fake photos. Can a few photos prove that this is real?"
"Those are all film photos, they all have negatives, there's no fakery."
"Even film negatives can be faked, right?"
"Alright, we're here to discuss Han Fei and the treasure. We have no interest in what happened back then. Whether those things are true or false, what does it have to do with us? That's just a matter between China and Japan."
The representative of Xiao Rizi said calmly, "Indeed, it has nothing to do with you all, so it's best not to do anything unnecessary."
"Gentlemen, I feel I cannot remain silent about this matter."
As he spoke, the representative took out a photo album, pointed the camera at it, and showed one cruel photo after another.
Looking at those photos, all the representatives fell silent.
"You're asking for trouble," Little Life roared.
"I believe there must be a truth to this matter, and I am willing to be the one to reveal it."
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.
The young face that had just been so righteous was frozen in time.
There was a red bullet hole between his eyebrows.
"Ah—" the timid one shouted.
Some of the people attending the video conference screamed, some fell silent, and some looked at the representative with wary eyes.
The video of the deceased person was not turned off.
It seems to be a form of protest, showcasing all of this.
Xiao Rizi smiled politely and said, "It seems he's someone who easily offends people and has quite a few enemies!"
"Did you send someone to do it?!" "You actually murdered an ally!!" "Even a representative of a small country can't be killed so easily; we're allies!" "Couldn't you have talked to him properly? How could you kill someone?!"...
"Are you all misunderstanding me?" The representative of Xiao Rizi looked innocent: "I don't have the time, do I? I don't even believe those photos are real. How could I kill someone for those fake photos?"
The other representatives' expressions did not improve; instead, they became even more gloomy.
They had a bad feeling about it.
Perhaps, video conferencing remotely pinpointed their location.
From the start of the video conference until now, there has been enough time to arrange for someone to stand guard outside their door.
Even if it weren't for these photos, if someone said something unpleasant during the meeting, they could very well be taken out by a sniper sent by the representative of the small group.
It was chilling to think about; none of them dared to stand near the window or door, and they all turned off the video without saying a word.
As everyone left, until only the representative of Xiao Rizi remained, he curled his lip and said, "Boring, really boring."
Soon after, someone called him: "Sorry, we couldn't find the negatives."
"waste!"
"I will continue searching."
"If you can't find it, you'll atone with your death."
"yes."
...
Late at night, a child with red, swollen eyes appeared at the Chinese Embassy.
"Little friend, can't you find your mom and dad?"
The child handed the box she was clutching tightly to the person who had asked her the question, then her head lolled to the side and she fainted.
"What's this?"
"Could it be a dangerous item?" someone nearby warned.
"No, he's just a child."
“Using children to do this kind of thing is a common tactic used by terrorists.”
"Let me open it and take a look."
"have a look."
The two opened it cautiously, fearing it might be a bomb that would activate immediately.
The two were somewhat surprised when they saw that it was a negative.
"These days, you rarely see film negatives."
"Hold it up to the light and see what it contains."
Will it be exposed?
"Just one. Let's see what it is first. Maybe it's something important."
The two took out a card to look at, and upon seeing it, they both held their breath, exchanged a glance, and tacitly said nothing.
One person held the suitcase tightly, and the other held the little girl tightly, and they hurriedly returned to the embassy.
The mustachioed man, who had followed the clues, saw the little girl being carried away and kicked a pebble on the ground, but it was too late!
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