Detective Conan: The White Organization

Chapter 19

No matter how incredible what happened in front of him, when Xiao Yu and the others were brought to this mountain village built in the mountains by these two men, Xiao Yu no longer had any doubts.

Because this place is really a village in the 1960s.

The adobe red brick houses, the villagers' clothes are simple, even shabby, and the women's large-flowered cotton-padded jackets, because they have not been maintained, look dry and yellow.

Red flags can be seen everywhere in the village, and the smell of cow dung can be smelled in the air.

This is an authentic Northeastern mountain village.

"Xiao Hu, what are these people doing?" A passing aunt grabbed the man named Hu and glanced at Xiao Yu and others, seeming wary and curious at the same time.

Not only this aunt, but also people in the entire village were watching Xiao Yu and his group.

Compared with the villagers, Xiao Yu and others looked more glamorous than others, even though they looked like they had fallen out of a plane.

Xiaolan pulled on her slightly torn clothes. There were many men among the villagers watching. The looks of these men made Xiaolan, who was wearing somewhat revealing clothes, feel uncomfortable.

The man named Hu panicked, and then rolled his eyes: "Hey, second aunt, don't ask, a bunch of well-fed people in the city said they went on some kind of wild adventure, and they got into trouble.

, I took them back to the village and let them stay for one night, and I will take them to the county public security bureau early tomorrow morning."

This statement is indeed interesting. The man named Hu is obviously a city man. According to the characteristics of the current era, he should be an educated youth who went to the countryside in response to the great era. However, in this era, material is extremely scarce, and there is no such thing as the leisure egg of later generations.

Painful person.

This is pure nonsense.

However, for this aunt, or for the villages in this era, the city and the countryside are really two worlds isolated from the world, so she believed his evil deeds.

He led a group of people to a house in the village. As soon as he entered the yard, the fat man shouted: "Old Party Secretary! Old Party Secretary, are you there? Old Hu and I have something to ask you!"

"What are you yelling about? What are you yelling about! You shouted so loudly, but I'm not deaf yet!" An old man wearing a blue hat and a big cotton-padded jacket walked out of the house. Apparently, this old man is Lao Hu and Fatty Mouth.

The old branch secretary here.

The old party secretary glanced at Xiao Yu's group: "Who...are these people?"

Lao Hu and Fatty looked at each other and quickly repeated what they had just said to the second aunt.

"Oh, Nacheng, Bayi, Kaixuan, I will ask everyone to come to my place for a meeting, and each family will bring two people back to live there. There are so many people, and you can't even live there if they all live there."

The fat man immediately said: "Don't worry, old party secretary, this group of people, instead of waiting in the city, want to go to the mountains to do some wild adventures. They are just too busy. I think I'll let them go to the east end of the village by themselves."

Widow Li lives there, but since Widow Li’s other people from the village ran away, the room has been empty, so why bother everyone anymore.”

The old party secretary thought about it and realized that it was like this. Everyone's life is not very good now. It's already winter, and the village is preparing to catch up with the winter famine. Every household has a problem with having enough to eat. If you talk about it more, you will inevitably be punished.

People complain, why bother.

"Okay, August 1st, Triumph, you just take them there. I remember that although Widow Li's house is a little poor, she has everything in order. You guys can help organize it."

"Okay!"

…

"Now, we have arranged your place for the time being. There will be a bus to the city tomorrow morning. You can go out on your own. And..." Hu Bayi scanned the faces of everyone present: "In the village

, you'd better not open your mouth...except of course this little brat."

Xiao Yu snorted: "I am a true Chinese!"

"Well, well, let's see what you can do. If you get together with such a bunch of brats, I don't think you're a good person either!"

After that, Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan left the house, leaving only this group of people, looking at each other helplessly.

This is indeed a relatively dilapidated house, not much different from ordinary rural houses.

In the middle of the house is a large earthen kang. However, the kang is not heated, and the room is slightly cold.

"Hey, Xiao, what on earth is going on..." Conan looked at Xiao Yu with a confused expression. Even someone as intelligent as him was completely dumbfounded at this time.

Xiao Yu took out several sets of down jackets from his storage ring and distributed them to everyone: "No matter what the reason is, the place we are in now is China in the 1960s."

Xiao Yu thought for a while and said: "Let me remind everyone, here, you can not contact with others, try not to contact with others, even if you really can't contact, then pretend to be dumb, pretend to be deaf, pretend to be deaf

Blind, in short, don’t let others know that you are Japanese!”

When Xiao Yu said this, his expression was extremely serious, especially when he glanced at the three little ghosts, his tone became even more serious.

"Why, Xiao Jun?" Xiaolan asked very puzzled.

Xiao Yu sighed: "No matter what the truth of our current situation is, here, it is 1965, and only twenty years have passed since the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. In such a village, there are many people who are

Those who have experienced that war, even..."

"In fact, many people's family members, lovers, elders, and friends died at the hands of us Japanese at that time. Is that what you mean?" Haiyuan added on Xiao Yu's behalf.

Except for Conan, many people present looked at Haiyuan in confusion.

The corner of Xiao Yu's mouth twitched, and a ball of unknown fire flashed in his heart, but he quickly calmed down, forget it, why bother with them?

"Conan, please explain to them. I'm going to chop some firewood and burn the kang, otherwise we will freeze to death here tonight."

With that said, Xiao Yu picked up the ax placed by the door and walked out. Haiyuan himself knew this, so naturally he was not interested in hearing it.

Conan glanced at the crowd and began to explain: "Do you know when the Japanese... Anti-Japanese War happened?"

Yuanzi clicked her chin: "1937? I remember that's what it said in the book."

Conan shook his head: "It was 1931. In 1931, Japan invaded the three eastern provinces and ruled here for fourteen years!"

"The people here hate the Japanese so much!"

Xiaolan was surprised: "How could it be? Aren't the Chinese people at that time quite friendly to Japan?"

Conan smiled bitterly: "But this is 1965, and many people have experienced that war. Do you think the people here can treat us well?" (To be continued)