Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Jiang Jiyun was full of doubts. She really couldn't figure out what her Uncle Wenming would do.

For several days, starting from the third day, Uncle Wenming went out happily carrying poison. Even after several days, he still did not stop.

At this moment, Jiang Jiyuan hurriedly ran to Jiang Jiyun and asked seriously: "Sister, tell me honestly, did you give the poison to my uncle?" Jiang Jiyuan stared at his sister with wide eyes.

Jiang Jiyun quickly shook her head and denied, "No, brother! You know that my poisons will kill you instantly if you come into contact with them, unless you take the antidote in advance." As she spoke, she shook her little head.

Don’t tell her, you absolutely cannot tell her, otherwise it will implicate her brother.

Jiang Jiyuan frowned and continued, "But I found that Uncle Wenming has been going out early every morning in the past few days. And I saw him actually helping to cook for those devils! You know, he was determined to kill those devils before, why is he suddenly so strange now, and is happily cooking for them all day? There must be something behind this."

Hearing his brother's words, Jiang Jiyun nodded in agreement: "Well, brother, what you said makes sense. How about this, you quietly follow him and secretly observe what Uncle Wenming is doing. Maybe you can find some important clues. I support you."

"What have you been busy with these days? Why haven't I seen you go out? Have you changed your personality?" Jiang Jiyuan stared at his sister with suspicion, his eyes full of confusion and doubt.

Jiang Jiyun sighed helplessly and said slowly: "Brother, my poison and poison needles are almost all used up. I have been busy making poison these days! Oh, by the way, remember to buy more embroidery needles when you go out. You must buy the extra thin ones!"

At this time, Political Commissar Wu and his men walked to their door with a smile on their faces, and happened to hear the conversation between the brother and sister. He smiled and interrupted, "We have prepared the fine needles you want for you!"

Captain Zhao and his team had been intensively investigating the truth behind the Japanese's death.

After a careful inspection, they found that only the soup from the devils contained a strong poison. It would turn black in an instant if touched lightly with a silver needle.

At first, no obvious gunshot wounds were found on the bodies of the Japanese soldiers who died beside the cannon. It was not until their clothes were taken off that small black spots were discovered. If you didn't look closely, you could easily mistake them for ordinary moles.

In order to thoroughly investigate the matter, Captain Zhao and others conducted in-depth visits to the Xinsijun and the guerrilla supporters in the surrounding areas.

However, after a thorough investigation, only the guerrillas said that when they arrived at the scene, the Japanese had already died.

What is even more surprising is that it is said that there was a little child present at the scene at the time. This child was a skilled Chinese medicine practitioner who had saved many lives.

After learning the news, Captain Zhao and Political Commissar Wu hurried over to inquire about the specific situation.

Who would have thought that before he could even open his mouth to ask questions, he overheard the entire conversation between the brother and sister.

"Child, don't be nervous. We came here just to consult you on a few small questions." Political Commissar Wu looked at Jiang Jiyun, who seemed a little uneasy, with gentle eyes and explained softly.

Jiang Jiyun clenched his fists, calmed himself down, and then quickly walked to his elder brother's side, tightly holding his big hand, and said earnestly: "I dare to swear to heaven that my poison is only used on the devils and traitors, and has never hurt an innocent person by mistake!"

Hearing this, Political Commissar Wu smiled with satisfaction and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Good boy, we are not suspicious of you. On the contrary, we are grateful for your heroic act. We have already reported your great contribution to our superiors through the radio. However, I have one more thing to ask you. Did you see who took away the Japanese's ammunition and food?"

Jiang Jiyun blinked his big eyes, shook his head like a rattle, and answered in confusion: "Oh, I really don't know! I sneaked in quietly and saw them busy catching rabbits. When they were not paying attention, I used a slingshot to shoot the bullet wrapped in poison into the pot of soup they were cooking, and then quickly slipped away."

Captain Zhao pursed his lips tightly, thought for a moment, and then asked again: "When you went to kill the Japanese artillerymen, did you notice whether there were any shells placed next to them?"

His bright eyes stared at Jiang Jiyun in front of him with anticipation, as if hoping to get a definite answer from the other party.

Jiang Jiyun shook his head slightly, a look of helplessness and regret appeared on his face, and he slowly said, "It was too dark that night, and I was quite far away from them, so I couldn't see anything clearly! I was blinded when I fired the poison needle!"

As she spoke, she frowned, as if trying hard to recall the scene, but in the end she could only spread her hands helplessly.

"However, not long after I completed the task, the guerrilla uncles and aunts quickly arrived. Since then, I have been almost always busy helping them treat their wounds, bandage and stop bleeding. I was so busy that I didn't pay much attention to other things." Jiang Jiyun said as he gestured with his hands to illustrate the tense and busy scene at that time.

After listening to Jiang Jiyun's description, Captain Zhao nodded slightly to show his agreement.

Because this is basically consistent with what the guerrillas had previously described, with not much difference.

He thought to himself, it seems that this operation has encountered an accident. Who took away the ammunition and food? How did they take them away? I don't know if they are enemies or friends?

"Kid, can we buy some of your poison and hidden weapons?" Political Commissar Wu asked while squatting in front of Jiang Jiyun.

"what!"

The brother and sister looked at Wu Zhengwei in surprise, and heard Wu Zhengwei say, "We have limited ammunition. If we run out of ammunition on the battlefield, this is also a weapon that can kill the devils."

Jiang Jiyun's nose felt sore and his eyes suddenly turned red. "I'll give you the recipe, but you have to make sure it can only kill the enemy."

"Of course, I can swear! We will report the prescription to the base, and the big leaders will make the decision. I will personally supervise and keep it on our side. Only Doctor Qin and I know the prescription, and it will only be distributed during a battle." Political Commissar Wu assured Jiang Jiyun.

Jiang Jiyun nodded. When she came out, Sixth Grandpa had already told her that if the country needed it, she should hand it over, so that more Japanese devils could be killed.