Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 162: Black Sun 731
"The blue sky and white sun badge, **** it, looks very colorful."
The fat man’s small eyes immediately showed brilliance, but he didn’t mind the fact that he was burned to his chin by the flame from his fingers before;
It’s true that Fatty is as greedy as a cat and a mouse for magical artifacts, but Fatty’s hobbies are not limited to magical artifacts. As far as Su Bai knows, Fatty also has a lot of collections. Su Bai has also seen him in his bedroom. There are many authentic works of famous artists hung on it, and the fat man belongs to the kind of non-deliberately paranoid collector. He only collects things that he thinks is eye-catching, not just limited to one category. Obviously , Fatty is now interested in the old Kuomintang military uniform with the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal on it.
Su Bai couldn't help shook his head. This is the same as the fat man’s bedroom. There are a lot of famous calligraphy and paintings, but there are also quite a lot of fakes. This fat man sometimes has a bad vision, especially in antique calligraphy and painting. The level of appreciation is really not flattering. This is fundamentally different from Su Bai, who has lived in the upper class since childhood.
In the early years of the Republic of China, a Manchu dynasty old retired major general Fei Di Pu Yi invited into his home and showed Pu Yi his own collection. Pu Yi casually distinguished the true from the false. This elder and child also asked the Fei Di identification Method, Pu Yi simply replied: This kind of thing, I used to live everywhere.
"Fat man, this is fake."
Su Bai reminded the fat man that he really felt that it was a bit embarrassing for the fat man to stare at a fake with his eyes brightened.
"The Blue Sky and White Sun Medal was established by the Republic of China to commend the soldiers who made outstanding contributions to defending the country. Even after the Kuomintang’s defeat and escape to the other side of the strait, a total of about two hundred such medals were issued. This is obviously fake."
The fat man was taken aback for a moment, and said in embarrassment, "Damn, I wasted my feelings for nothing."
"You are right, this military uniform and this medal are fake."
The young man made tea and brought it to the coffee table.
The decoration design of the whole house is very simple, it can even be said to be a bit clichéd. The style is biased towards the Republic of China. Generally, the mobsters who got rich after the reform and opening up like to decorate their homes like this, and now, even if Ordinary home decoration will not choose this, too old-fashioned.
The fat man sat down on the chair, picked up the tea, and saw a tea bag in the teacup, it was Lipton milk tea, a little speechless,
"My buddy, it's okay to say that you also show some craftsmanship or behave a little more professionally. It is too perfunctory to entertain guests with tea bags."
"Yes, it's too perfunctory."
The young man didn't care, got up, and came to the middle of the living room. There was a painting of Chang Kaishen. He was dressed in military uniform and looked powerful.
It’s just that this kind of portraits of great men are not so popular even in Taiwan now, just like the portraits of two great men with Mao and Zhu in the living room are not so popular now in the homes of 6 residents.
"Introduce yourself, my name is Ning Cheng, how old are you crazy, if you don't mind, you can call my eldest brother."
"Puff..."
Hearing this, the fat man squirted out the tea he had just put in his mouth.
"Mother, I have never seen such a good self."
Even Su Bai couldn't laugh or cry even after hearing this.
The young man removed Chang Kaishen’s portrait, and a dark wall appeared inside. The workmanship of this dark wall was very rough. It is estimated that the young man should have done it manually, that is, hollowed out the inside. Smear some cement, but, at this moment, there was a man wrapped in bandages hanging inside.
"This guy was stealing from the bus station and was caught by me."
While talking to himself, the young man took out a sharp dagger and slit the man's wrist. Then he picked up a glass next to him and caught the blood dripping from the man.
The man is still alive, but in a coma. He doesn't even know that he was bled.
After about half a glass bottle was in full bloom, the young man moved the portrait back, and the dark wall was hidden.
Three goblets were separated and fresh blood was poured into them. The young man took one by himself, and the other two were placed on the coffee table.
"I went to the hospital for a laboratory test. He is in good health and there is nothing wrong with him."
The young man said this to Su Bai. After he finished speaking, he took a sip first. It felt like he was tasting the jade liquid.
Su Bai also picked up the cup in front of him, and naturally took a sip. The blood is fresh, but it no longer meets Su Bai’s taste today. Su Bai remembers that at the beginning, every time he was injured, he only needed to be alive. He couldn't wait for human blood, and now, it should be the taste of it, not the blood of the strong, not the blood of the higher life level, Su Bai really didn't mean it when drinking it.
The fat guy was disgusting by the side, he wouldn't drink this stuff.
"You, you are the only vampire I have found in China over the years." Ning Cheng smiled slightly, drank the blood in the cup, and his entire complexion seemed to become ruddy.
Su Bai just tasted nothing, and put the cup back on the coffee table.
"Do you know what I am going to do?"
"You want my blood." Ning Cheng directly stated Su Bai's purpose. "Before, many people wanted my blood. Now the one lying in your trunk is They found a defective product made from a blood sample I left in a hospital in Beijing 20 years ago."
"Twenty years ago?" Su Bai asked a little surprised, "So, over the years, are you not in your sixth year?"
"I'm generally in Taiwan or the United States. After the founding of New China, I rarely go back to college 6." Ning Cheng said frankly.
"Then why are you coming back this time? To kill this defective product?" Fatty looked like I was an honest person. Don't lie to me.
Ning Cheng shook his head, "Actually, I didn't know about this defective product, but when I got off the plane in Shanghai, I felt him. Of course, he here refers to him. But it's not you, but the defective product, so I planned to solve it first. I didn't expect that in the process, I would meet a real vampire.
I have been in the West for these years, and I have also devoted myself to searching for vampires. It’s just that although Western vampires still exist and I have some clues, they are like scared little mice, hiding themselves. Yan Yanshishi, once they detect that someone is looking for them, they will cut off their tails to hide themselves without hesitation. So in these years, you are still the first real kind I have seen. "
"It is my honor."
Su Bai said, it’s just that anyone with a discerning eye can see that Su Bai is sitting here, but it’s not to reminisce about the old. In fact, from the first sight of this man, Su Bai was thinking about how to make him pure The blood of the blood is acting on him, but this is difficult. The biggest difficulty is that the opponent is an ordinary person. Yes, exploding a vampire state can indeed make his degree and strength much higher than ordinary people, but He is not a listener. His life level is very high, but like the barrel theory, his barrel is filled with the most precious liquid, but because the barrel is too short and too small, the volume of this liquid is too low. Low, so low that Su Bai can't extract and use it at all.
For example, Su Bai once received a drop of blood from a higher blood race. That drop of blood really pointed Su Bai's direction and gained some remnants of inheritance, but it can't directly change Su Bai's blood line level. Relying on Su Bai’s efforts the day after tomorrow, if one drop of essence blood becomes ten drops, or even a cup as large as the volume, Su Bai can completely exchange his own blood and force his blood line to undergo a destructive improvement. Basically, the ascending space of this bloodline is blocked. Perhaps the listeners of other blood races will hesitate and give up, but for Su Bai, this is not a big deal;
Starting from the broken blood of the blood he exchanged for the first time, his blood blood has lost the possibility of self-improvement and exchange promotion. Every time he has to rely on external forces to forcibly improve. Simply put, the strengthening of others is a Kangzhuang Avenue, relying on time to spend or relying on the story point to go to the WeChat store to redeem, can go on forever, and Su Bai’s strengthening road looks like a mountain after a mountain, there is no way at all, only relying on Su Bai every time Carrying the explosive bag to blast.
"Actually, there is only one reason for my coming here."
Ning Cheng took out his mobile phone and placed it in front of Su Bai and the fat man.
There is a piece of news on the phone, which was published half a month ago, with the title "Purple Mountain Renovation Plan Released."
This is a sign that the Nanjing Municipal Government is going to open the Purple Mountain area drastically~IndoMTL.com~Two people, I know you are interested in my bloodline. "Ning Cheng seemed very calm, "So I think you will also be interested in Purple Mountain. "
"Hey, let’s talk about it." Fatty was the one who didn’t see rabbits and eagles anyway, plus the fact that Lin Zhou’s corpse was in front, and suddenly met a man who had lived for many years, Fatty It's not so easy to get the bait.
"You two should know about Unit 731?" Ning Cheng asked, "Black Sun 731."
"The 731th Anti-epidemic Water Supply Unit of the Japanese Kwantung Army in Manchuria." Su Bai directly said his full name. This is a Japanese army specially used for germ warfare research. During the war of invasion of China, the Japanese army was frantic to get it. Chinese living people go to research and develop bacterial weapons. There are still the remains of Unit 731 in the Northeast. "Isn't Unit 731 in the Northeast, what does it have to do with this Purple Mountain?"
Ning Cheng picked up the blood cup that Su Bai had not drunk, drank it all, then wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, slowly said:
"The Nanjing Massacre is not that simple." (To be continued.) 8