I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Judging from his diary, Okamoto Juku should be a thoughtful and life-loving person.

This notebook, with a somewhat worn cover, records various events in a man's life from the age of sixteen to forty-six.

There is the feeling of family affection, the action of love, the joy of being a father for the first time, and the subsequent longing for family members and the expectation of having children...

He even wrote about the cruel experiment of germ warfare as an essential process in the history of human development, and said that future generations would be proud of him. . .

Including their actions tonight, although he wrote it very vaguely, but the words that Ohara-kun said in the coffee shop must have touched him so much that he actually wrote them down.

"Tonight, I will teach the arrogant Gauls a lesson. I will be the executor of such a great plan."

"Long live the Empire, long live the Emperor."

"Two Ishii bacterial bombs were dropped from the tallest building in the foreign land. Tomorrow morning, the French people within a five-mile radius will go to see their God..."

Wei Miao was very satisfied with it. He studied it carefully and added two sentences at the end with a pen.

The writing is sloppy and stiff, which well expresses the writer's desire for life, inner fear, and the entanglement after the discovery of conscience...

After writing it, Wei Miao admired it carefully. Although her manual ability was weak and her handwriting imitation was not very similar, people who are dying will always have some tremors in their hands!

It shouldn't affect the overall situation.

She went over her new plan in her mind again. She was satisfied. Instead of killing these two scums quietly, it would be better to let them die a worthy death.

She stuffed the diary into Okamoto Juku's chest, and then quickly poured all the cream of onion soup that she had drugged while the waiter was picking up the money into Ohara's mouth.

"Have a good sleep, or the sky will fall when you wake up!"

Wei Miao murmured in her heart, but it didn't stop her from working.

She turned off the lights in the room, and the whole house fell into darkness instantly, thus blocking out any sight from anywhere outside.

She walked over to the phone, cleared her throat, and dialed a familiar number.

"Who is this?" Wu Ziyang's familiar voice came over the phone.

She knew that because of the parade, Wu Ziyang would definitely be in the office during this period of time.

The Central Police Station where he worked was just opposite Sister Lan's Cafe, less than a kilometer away from this luxurious hotel.

After Wei Miao hung up the phone, she opened the curtains and pushed open the window. The night wind blew the curtains fluttering. She looked at her arms and legs helplessly.

I hope that in the next world, her hands-on ability can be improved.

Fortunately, the windows of this tallest building in Shanghai are very large, and fortunately, Okamoto Juku is a short and thin man.

Wei Miao used all his strength to pull and mop the person towards the dark window.

"boom!"

Shortly after nightfall and the lights had just come on, someone jumped from the Yiyuan Hotel on what was once the busiest street in the French Concession.

There were constant screams and noises all around. Some people ran away, some ran out of the hotel on purpose, and some saw a circle formed here and ran over to watch.

Durand, who was standing nearby, hugged his new lover, stared at the roof of his Cadillac with wide eyes in disbelief, then turned to Zeng Si and said:

"You testify to me that he fell down by himself."

Zeng Si, who was still somewhat shocked by the scene before him, rubbed his forehead and muttered:

"I said I was going to Miss White Rose's celebration party tonight, but you insisted on coming here to watch the football game..."

At the same time, he was wailing in his heart, may his ancestors bless him, may Buddha and God protect him, if he had gotten off the bus a minute later, he would probably have lost his head!

At this moment, Durand was only worried about his car, which he had bought specially after receiving the dividends from shipping and had shipped across the ocean.

Today is the first time it opens.

"It was that blind man who jumped off the building here!" He cursed angrily in the noble language of French.

Seeing the winding bloodstains flowing on his beloved car, he felt heartbroken.

Just as he was about to step forward, a flash light nearby flashed.

"Damn you tabloid reporters, I'm going to be famous again tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of orderly footsteps coming from a distance, led by his good friend Wu Ziyang.

"Wu~ You are indeed a good and conscientious policeman."

Wu Ziyang was in no mood to interrupt him at the moment. He nodded slightly and waved his hand, thus isolating the crowd.

Including Durand and Zeng Si and his group.

After receiving the informant's call, reporters from various newspapers flocked to the scene. They thought it was just a small news story, but when they saw the large-scale scene of the police station, they sensitively discovered the problem.

Wu Ziyang, who has been working overtime for several days in a row, has not yet reacted.

He was thinking in his office about how to convince his superiors to put pressure on the troops through the consulate. He was afraid that if things continued to develop, they would get out of control.

When the phone rang, he didn't pay attention to it, but before he felt anything strange about the girl's distorted voice, he was shocked by what she said.

Japanese? Bacteria bomb? Yiyuan Restaurant? The notebook in the arms of the person who jumped from the building?

He could understand each word, but when they were put together, he felt it sounded like a mystery.

But he understood the last sentence.

If we don’t take control, the French Concession will become hell in 2-7 hours.

In order to make him pay attention, the delicate girl deliberately emphasized her tone and said strangely:

"All have to die!"

Now, looking at the man bleeding strangely on the roof of the car, Wu Ziyang mechanically turned over his body and reached out his hand.

A blood-stained diary was in his hands.

"Deputy Chief Inspector Wu, what is this?" a reporter asked, holding up a camera.

Durand also felt that Wu Ziyang was a little strange, so he pushed the patrolman aside and walked in, leaning over to look at Wu Ziyang.

Wu Ziyang happened to turn to the last page.

Durand reacted quickly, swore a curse word, and then yelled at the dazed Wu Ziyang:

"Deputy Chief Inspector Wu, why are you still in a daze? Go to room 2206 and send the bacterial bomb to the research institute! Damn Japanese devils!"

Wu Ziyang closed his diary, his peach blossom eyes finally cleared up, and he began to give orders to the people behind him:

"All exits of the hotel are sealed, no one is allowed to enter or leave..."

Wei Miao was carrying a small cloth bag on her back, which contained an Ishii bacterial bomb that Xiao Yuanjun mentioned. She stood quietly at the corner of the street, watching the light in room 2206 light up before she turned and walked into the dark alley.

"Meow~"Ahri greeted her.

Wei Miao was in a good mood, "Come on, Ali, let's do something big."

"Meow~"

On an ordinary evening in the spring of 37, news that shocked the foreign land and the whole world was born.

Wei Miao didn't know that she just wanted to kill the two dwarfs to verify whether they were Japanese dwarfs, and she would be able to get the red energy that made her feel comfortable all over.

She never expected that her small act of greed would bring about earth-shaking changes to the world.

She has changed her clothes at this moment, transforming from an arrogant and ugly lady into a good-looking young boy.

The rickshaw driver asked as he ran, "Young Master, have you heard about this? Something happened at Yiyuan Hotel?"

"I haven't heard about it. What happened?" Wei Miao asked curiously.

"I heard someone had died, someone jumped off a building, and the whole police station was alerted. All the patrolmen in the French Concession went there. When Ala came, the army also came..."

Wei Miao leaned back on the rickshaw, holding the thing in his arms tightly.

Brother Wu is about to make great achievements again!

She is such a good person. In order to have evidence, she deliberately left an Ishii bacterial bomb in the room.

There are both witnesses and evidence. The chatterbox Okamoto Juku wrote down the whole story of the biological warfare in his diary.

Not only was the confession she wrote at the end of her diary full of emotion, but she also left a suicide note of confession on her desk. . .

I believe that he will become a hero loyal to the empire and a brave and responsible father, just as he wrote in his diary. . . ——————————

I wanted to do 10,000 a day, but I spent half a day repairing the computer~~~~

See my status tomorrow~~~~

Quack~~~