Chapter 631 Compatriots
"You failed, then... who will go?" Pi Ruan asked with a strange look, as if he was afraid of his turn, but also as if he was checking for the next unlucky person.
Not counting Luo He, the only people left now are Jiang Cheng, Pi Ruan, Fatty, and Lin Wan'er. Everyone knows that only Jiang Cheng has the best chance of going.
"Doctor." The fat man shouted out the most familiar title in his excitement. As he walked out, he winked at Jiang Cheng, "I have something to tell you."
Arrived Outside, corridor one In a remote location, the fat man first looked at the way he came and found no one following him, and then quickly said: "Doctor, I suspect that there is something wrong with Pi Ruan. Chen Qiang was killed by him. Brother Huaiyi also said the same."< br>
"Did you see the posture just now? Luo He might be setting a trap for you. I even suspect that Pi Ruan has been bribed by them. They want to kill us all, and then they can develop the gold mine together." Fatty said He said seriously, "Sake makes people's faces red, and gold moves their hearts. Doctor, you must not fall for them." "
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng nodded and said comfortingly: "I understand what you said, don't worry, I won't die that easily."
Since Jiang Cheng said so, the fat man was a little calmer. I was relieved, and the final result was as expected. Jiang Cheng was the most suitable candidate.
Lying flat next to Fu Fu, Jiang Cheng slowly closed his eyes.
Fat Huaiyi gathered behind Lin Wan'er, staring at Luo He and Pi Ruan with an obviously unnatural look on his face.
Pi Ruan was ostracized and kept away from Lin Wan'er and the others.
Jiang Cheng was awakened by a strange, rhythmic sound. He opened his eyes in confusion and took more than ten seconds to confirm his position.
He was on a train, surrounded by people, men, women, old and young, all dressed in ragged clothes, as if they were on the run.
May train.
He is back again.
But this time the feeling was different from before. Although the eerie feeling was still there, it had an added sense of reality.
It was as if he had traveled back in time, when the May train had just left.
However, the atmosphere in the car was a bit strange. Everyone had their heads lowered. Apart from the occasional breathing, there was also a burst of almost inaudible sobbing.
Someone is crying.
And more than one person.
His voice was very low, as if he was afraid of being heard.
In this carriage, Jiang Cheng did not feel at all the excitement that these refugees were about to be sent to the next town and have a new life.
On the contrary, they seemed to already know their ending.
They will die in the dark and damp mines.
The atmosphere of despair permeated the carriage, and even Jiang Cheng, an outsider, felt depressed.
Why?
How did they know?
Judging from this point in time, the Japanese conspiracy has not yet been exposed.
Could it be
Jiang Cheng raised his eyelids and looked towards the other side of the carriage. At first glance, there was nothing special there, but upon closer inspection, Jiang Cheng discovered the flaw.
Next to the carriage door, there were three people dressed as refugees.
But compared with other refugees, they are obviously much stronger. Under the clothes with big holes in them, there are strong muscles, and their faces do not have the sallow color caused by long-term malnutrition.
It seemed that the three of them were resting, but under their slightly squinted eyelids, there were pairs of sharp eyes looking around the car.
There was no large luggage in their hands, only a long strip-shaped thing wrapped in cloth, tightly held in their hands.
It’s a knife.
Oriental sword!
These people are Japanese and they have taken control of the train.
The Dongyang people got on the bus earlier than expected. Jiang Cheng frowned. It seemed that the situation was more complicated than previously analyzed.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Cheng noticed something at the feet of one of the Japanese people. They were several broken sacks, as if they had been piled there deliberately.
Through the gap in the middle of the sack, Jiang Cheng saw a hand, which hung down weakly, with eye-catching blood on it.
There's a dead man behind the sack!
Someone must have noticed something was wrong and wanted to resist, so they were killed by the Japanese, and their bodies were piled there.
Looking at the compatriots who lowered their heads and were surrounded by fear, Jiang Cheng could feel their despair and helplessness at this moment.
There was a sound coming from the car next door.
At the same time, there were footsteps approaching the carriage where they were.
With a harsh friction sound, the connecting door between the two carriages was opened. Under the protection of several Japanese people, a familiar figure walked out of the door.
"Don't panic, everyone, the imperial army is here to save you. As long as you are obedient and work honestly, you will have white flour steamed buns to eat!" A man with a crew cut said in a flattering tone: "We all We are compatriots, and I, Qiao Hanhui, will not lie to you."< br>
“But if anyone thinks about escaping or resisting, there will be consequences.” Director Qiao, whom Jiang Cheng and others had met before, sneered twice and his face changed instantly, “I will kill him!”< br>
Hearing this, everyone lowered their heads, not even daring to look at Director Qiao.
Jiang Cheng also followed the example of everyone else and lowered his head, pretending to be very scared, but in his heart he had already loosened the soil on the ancestral grave of Qiao Hanhui, a big traitor, several times, and also greeted his family by the way. .
Now that things are clear, no wonder the Japanese captured this car of refugees so easily. It turned out that the bastard Qiao Hanhui was behind it.
Think about it, when he first came to Feng Mansion, Liu Laizi also asked Wu Dali if these people were sent by Director Qiao.
Soon, Director Qiao went to the next carriage to help calm the hearts of the Japanese people. What they said over and over again were nothing more than a few words that were embarrassing to their ancestors.
After calming down, Jiang Cheng began to analyze the current situation.
Since we are back to this point in time, there must be a reason for it.
The way to break the situation should be to prevent the previous tragedy from happening, that is, to rescue these refugees before the large ambushed Japanese troops intercept the train and capture everyone into the gold mine.
By the way, kill Qiao Hanhui, the big traitor.
The great priest has not shown up yet, but Jiang Cheng knows that it must be on the train, and it should be the last carriage.
Now the goal is clear, but the question is how to achieve it?
There are six Japanese guards in this carriage, and perhaps some are lurking among the refugees. By analogy, there must be at least dozens of Japanese guards on this Mayflower train.
Jiang Cheng is not so conceited that he can defeat all enemies by himself.
What's more, there is an unknown Eastern priest sitting in charge.
Fighting hard is definitely not the answer.
But just when he was hesitating, trouble came to him, "Hey, what are you doing?" A Japanese guard noticed him and walked over.
Jiang Cheng’s eyes were sharp. Since he couldn’t avoid it, he should kill him first and deal with the Japanese people in the carriage first.
He clenched his fists, pretending to be scared, and waited for the Japanese to approach. (End of this chapter)