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

The cages were lowered one by one and opened with a heart-pounding creaking sound.

There was a child curled up in each cage. Their bodies were severely damaged, their hands and feet were almost broken, and their limbs were stretched in a weird and twisted posture. Some even had no limbs. Like Xiao Lingchen, they were unable to speak or make any sound.

Jiang Jiyuan and others silently carried the children out of the cages one by one, their hearts filled with unspeakable pain and anger.

These children should have been innocent and full of energy, but now they have been tortured beyond recognition.

Chen Meng, who was searching on the other side, suddenly made a violent retching sound. His face was as pale as paper and his body was shaking constantly.

After seeing this, Zhang An hurried over to check the situation on his side.

Coming to Chen Meng and handing him the kettle, Zhang An's eyes inadvertently fell on a half-open door behind Chen Meng.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to shine the flashlight on the small door.

When the flashlight beam penetrated the darkness and shone into the small door, a strong stench hit Zhang An in the face, almost suffocating him.

He suppressed his nausea and walked through the small door.

The scene inside the door made him shudder. There was blood and body parts everywhere, as if this was a hellish slaughterhouse.

On the innermost wall, there were several corpses fixed on racks. Their bodies had been hollowed out, leaving only empty abdominal cavities, and their internal organs were nowhere to be found.

Zhang An's heartbeat quickened rapidly. He gripped the flashlight tightly in his hand, not daring to look any further.

However, his eyes were involuntarily drawn to a pile of corpses in the corner.

The pile of corpses gave off a disgusting stench of decay, and it was obvious that they had been there for a long time.

At the camp, Dr. Ning was busy packing up when he suddenly heard someone coming looking for them.

The man came panting and said anxiously that an underground human body research laboratory was found near the camp, and there were many things in it that needed to be handled by professional doctors.

This news was like a bolt from the blue, instantly quieting the originally noisy camp.

The doctors who were packing up all stopped what they were doing and looked at each other with expressions of astonishment on their faces.

When officials from the city came to ask for help today, they didn't think about it that way. After all, they didn't know why the people in the city had diarrhea. Some suspected it was malaria, some suspected it was plague, and some suspected it was a cold.

It's just that the onset time was too short, so they don't know what the exact cause is.

However, reality dealt them a heavy blow. That thing was actually created right under their noses.

Several doctors reacted quickly. Without hesitation, they put on their protective masks and picked up the necessary tools. They followed the young soldier who reported the news and rushed to the underground human research laboratory.

In a secluded corner not far from the camp, Jiang Jiyun and Xiao Lingchen were sitting there obediently, staring at the pig's head in front of them.

Not long ago, the uncle told them that if they couldn't finish the work today, they would have no dinner.

Faced with such a warning, the two children complained in their hearts, but they could only accept their fate and continued to work hard to remove the hair from the pig's head under the dim light.

While they were pulling the pig's ears with great resentment, they would occasionally glance at their uncle and Xiao Wei who were watching them work.

"Stop dawdling. There's no point looking at us. Just look at the pig's head!" Jiang Wenming said to the two children seriously, holding a ruler tightly in his hand.

At this time, Captain Song's guard came over and said to Jiang Wenming, "Comrade Jiang Wenming, our captain would like to invite you over. He said that the crazy old man you arrested today wants to see you."

Jiang Wenming looked puzzled when he heard this. He asked in confusion, "I don't know him, and I've never seen him before. What could he want from us?"

Jiang Jiyun turned his head and looked at them, thinking for a moment, then said to them, "Uncle, do you think it's possible that he recognized the smoke I used earlier?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenming suddenly stood up from his seat and asked in astonishment, "You mean he knows your Master Dong?"

Jiang Jiyun nodded thoughtfully and replied, "It's possible. He seems to be an expert in using poison. When I used smoke on him before, he didn't react at all."

Jiang Wenming frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Well, this is indeed a bit strange. But, forget about it for now, just go and do your thing. I'll go over and take a look and I'll know."

After he stood up, he said, "Xiao Wei, you keep an eye on them here. Don't let them run away, or they will disappear again in a while."

Xiao Wei responded with a smile, indicating that he understood, then stood up and walked to the basin, looking at the pine resin bubbling in the iron pot, ready to help.

Jiang Wenming turned around and quickly followed the guard to the temporary interrogation room. He lifted the curtain and saw Captain Song and several others there at a glance.

There was also the crazy old man lying on the ground with his face bruised and swollen and tied up.

He walked up to the crazy old man, squatted down, looked at him and asked, "I heard that you have to see me before you confess?"

The crazy old man heard the voice and raised his head with difficulty. He looked at Jiang Wenming with a hint of confusion in his eyes and muttered, "You...you are the Tang family?"

Jiang Wenming shook his head and said firmly, "No, we are not from the Tang family, and we don't know anyone with the surname Tang."

Upon hearing this, the crazy old man's face was full of suspicion and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was very surprised by Jiang Wenming's answer.

His eyes widened, his voice raised, and he demanded, "Impossible! How could your surname not be Tang? The composition of your drug is so similar to the Tang family's Three Day Drunk, how could you not be a member of the Tang family?"

Faced with the crazy old man's questioning, Jiang Wenming suddenly laughed, with a hint of sarcasm in his laughter.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, he looked at the crazy old man, and said slowly: "So you are from the Tang family?"

The crazy old man seemed to have touched a sensitive nerve and quickly waved his hands to deny it: "No, I'm not!"

However, Jiang Wenming did not change his attitude because of his denial.

His expression instantly darkened, and his voice grew cold. With undisguised disdain and anger, he spoke, "When I was in the mountain city, the people there heard that many members of the Tang Clan in Shu actively joined the army to resist the Japanese invasion, shedding blood for their country and their nation."

"Some outer disciples of the Tang Sect even used their own methods to kill the enemy and serve their country. The number of their deaths outside the sect reached nearly a thousand!"

"The Tang Sect has even solemnly engraved the names of every sacrificed person on a stone tablet to commemorate their achievements and dedication."

At this point, Jiang Wenming's voice became more and more excited. He glared at the crazy old man and said sternly, "But what about you? You scum! You actually helped the Japanese to harm our people. You are a complete traitor and a traitor!"

"What you have done not only betrays the country and its people, but also brings shame to your Tang Sect! If your sect knew there was such an unfilial person like you, they would be ashamed of you!"