Late Night Bookstore

A Cadillac parked in front of the bookstore, it is still early in the morning, so the busy South Street during the day is still very deserted.

A woman came down from the car, wearing a lily skirt, black stockings, coupled with her delicate blown delicate skin and young face, it perfectly interpreted what is called the harmonious unity of youth and sexy.

Licking her lips, the woman didn't rush in, but looked at the archways on both sides of the bookstore, on the one side was "Australia" and on the other side was "If I smell it".

I will just talk about the stories that are told by hearsay, and you will just listen to it and don’t be more true and don’t go to your heart.

It was a breath of salted fish.

If it is the kind of prince-like general, hanging it at the door of the house after retirement will give people a feeling of seeing the vicissitudes of the world and returning to the original;

But the woman knows that the owner of this bookstore already has a salty fish temperament. It is a bit unpleasant, but it is a little bit unmotivated. All day long, I think it is passable.

Just like ordinary people who see a hundred dollars on the ground deliberately pretending to be invisible and not picking up, they will be treated as a model of swollen faces and fat people, and if Bill Gates does not pick up, it will often derive a lot of profound meaning. The same is true.

When I walked to the door of the store, the door was locked. For a bookstore that is only open for business late at night, actually locking the door itself means an unusual thing.

The woman's finger flicked,

"Click..."

The lock inside opens itself,

open the door,

Went in.

The woman closed her eyes, revealing an extremely enjoyable look.

To know,

At this time, many places in the bookstore are frosted, especially near the ground, and there is white gas, like the white gas that surrounds the edge of the popsicle in summer, but it is not the effect of dry ice.

At first, it was comfortable, but slowly, even women couldn't stand it anymore. He looked at the motionless men and women on the sofa seat and chose to retreat.

Then took out the phone and dialed a number.

quickly,

The old man wrapped in a cotton army coat shuddered and snotted and ran down from the upper floor, especially when passing by his boss, he clearly felt that the pimple under him was frozen and shrunk into a hard walnut.

The old man did not dare to delay, immediately ran outside the shop, and then took off his military coat.

Summer evenings are also sultry, and now the old way is enjoying this sultry, I hope to be hotter.

Looking left and right, the old man saw the Cadillac, then stepped closer and saw the woman leaning on the door holding the phone.

The woman is very young and may be a little older than the Baiyingying in the bookstore.

"Yo, you are here!"

There was a pleasing look on the old face, of course, and the joy of seeing the old friend.

The coming person is not someone else, it is Tang poetry.

Tang Shi looked at the old road with a cold red nose. Some smiled and said:

"Someone saw your current boss in Huang Quan in a dream, and he let me take a look. It seems that the problem is quite serious."

"Well, how is his boss?" the old man asked.

Tang Shi sighed, pointed his finger at his eyes, and then said nothing.

Old Tao also sighed, and didn't ask any more, then he looked at the bookstore behind him and said, "Shall I wake him up?"

"It’s useless to wake up. It’s not that simple. Maybe something will go wrong. First tell me what’s going on. When he came out, he didn’t explain it to me clearly, just let me come and see. ."

"Okay, why don't we go in for a cup of tea..."

The old man said and looked at the "Frozen" theme bookstore behind him,

Then shook his head and said:

"Forget it, let's just sit on the road and talk."

……………………

When it was dawn, the roar of machinery had been heard behind the police station, and a newly approved piece of land was used to rebuild the underground parking lot. Because of the rush time, the construction team started construction early in the morning.

Zhang Yanfeng just woke up and was yawning. He was busy at work and sleeping in the office was actually a commonplace.

After returning from the bookstore last night, he sat in the office smoking one cigarette after another, and then fell asleep on the table unconsciously.

He had a dream,

I dreamed that I was sitting face-to-face with Zhou Ze on a park bench. The two were talking about what he had forgotten. I just remembered that he saw a rusty chain on his leg and Zhou Ze's leg. .

The first thing after waking up was to wash, brush my teeth, and wash my face. Zhang Yanfeng felt that his mind was finally awake.

Just holding the toiletries and going back to the office to start today's work, two young policemen approached, and the two were talking about what was happening, and they ran into Zhang Yanfeng around the corner.

"What are you talking about? So invested."

Zhang Yanfeng is not angry. A divorced middle-aged man who is used to sleeping in the office is unlikely to have a shelf.

"Team Zhang, I'm sorry, we're talking about what the construction team dug just behind, like what the cards are, and some pottery." A young policeman replied.

"what?"

Zhang Yanfeng immediately stuffed the young policeman with the things in his hand, and then rushed directly down the office building towards the construction area in the back.

He didn't expect Zhou Ze to be so fast. He told him about the construction team last night. He can arrange this morning to let people deliberately dig deeper.

Officer Zhang misunderstood boss Zhou,

Shortly after he left, the boss Zhou had already gone to sleep, and he had no time to give this matter to Lao Tao or Xu Qinglang to arrange.

Even if it's arranged, it won't be effective so quickly, and even the simplest and most intimidating intimidation will not be so fast.

This can only be said to be a coincidence,

It happened that the underground parking lot was built. The depth of the excavation was quite large, and it was just in the right position, and some things were dug.

When Zhang Yanfeng ran to the construction site, he found that many policemen were watching the excitement. Fortunately, within the scope of the police station, the people who ate melons could not enter, so the scene was still very stable.

In fact, it's no wonder that everyone is so lively, and what is dug out of the construction is not new in all parts of the country.

Rongcheng renovated a gymnasium a while ago, and found that there was an ancient tomb under the lawn. Reminiscent of the gymnasium is often used for concerts. This is the real "tomb head".

But Tongcheng is not Rongcheng. Although it has the reputation of "China's first modern city", but you really want to say something underground, it is really incomparable to that of Rongcheng or Xi'an. This lively, for the people of Tongcheng Is really fresh.

"Did something dig out?"

Zhang Yanfeng asked a policeman beside him.

"All the dug-outs are collected here." This is a police officer from another department. He pointed at the thing on a white cloth next to his finger. "It's all bits and pieces of gadgets, and I see By the way, it doesn't seem to be antique, it's a bit like a modern thing.

However, for the sake of insurance, I have asked them to suspend construction. I just called the leader of the bureau to report it. The leader of the bureau said that I would first communicate with the comrades of the Cultural Relics Bureau to take a look. "

There are a lot of people in the police station, and this man who just recently assisted in investigating a case of antique smuggling is also insightful.

Zhang Yanfeng looked at the things on the white cloth and found that most of them were made of ceramics, made of small animals, and there were some brands, but they didn't seem to be used for people. They were small and very small.

"Huh, this is the thing of the Republic of China. This little kid likes it. In the past, many Japanese people bought toys for children at home."

Zhang Yanfeng raised his head,

Seeing the same old squat across

There is a young girl standing next to the old road, wearing very hot clothes.

Zhang Yanfeng recognized old-fashioned, and now nodded to old-fashioned, he mistakenly thought that old-fashioned people were sent by Zhou Ze.

"What is written on it?"

Zhang Yanfeng pointed to the Japanese on the card.

The old road is stuck, he is well-informed, but he really encounters professional things, he is also almost ignorant.

Tang Shi, next to him, also squatted down and reached out to touch those cards.

A policeman next to him subconsciously tried to stop her, but Zhang Yanfeng persuaded him to retreat.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice to small animals." Tang Shi said, "There is a word on the cloth, the Japanese above means to commemorate these small animals dedicated to the Great Japanese Empire, I hope they can bathe the glorious clouds of the gods ."

Lao Dao glanced at Tang Poetry unexpectedly, "Do you understand Japanese?"

And not only does he understand Japanese, he also clearly understands Japanese culture.

Tang Shi ignored the old doubts, clapped his hands, and stood up again.

Zhang Yanfeng thought of what Zhou Ze said to himself last night. He said that the following is probably a concentration camp. Anyone who is a little familiar with the history of World War II should know what it means.

So he said to Tang Shi immediately:

"These are used by the Japanese to commemorate the little animals that died in the experiment, right?"

Tang Shi nodded~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then, if you continue to dig, will you find the cards and urns? "

It was a well-known thing that the Japanese conducted human bacterial experiments in China during the war of aggression against China. Zhang Yanfeng is asking this question now, and is also preparing for the follow-up work arrangements. These things must be properly handled. After all, they are suffering people. And it’s fellow.

Tang Shi shook his head, "There won't be any."

"Why?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.

"When the 731 site was sorted out, there were found memorial places and facilities for the small animals in the laboratory by the Japanese, but those who died in the laboratory were treated as living specimens, don’t say the cards or the memorial service for the table, even the ashes None have been retained."

"Why?" the old man asked.

"Because in the eyes of the Japanese, the Chinese were not as good as animals."