"Where are you?" Zheng Pingru's face looked strange. She didn't know if it was frozen or was scared by Wu Ming's description. "Do you have such an idea?"

"Me?" Wu Ming shook his head with a wry smile. "Do you think I'm suitable for doing such a job? I'm still good at killing people."

"For hundreds of thousands of unjust souls, for future generations, and for the awakening of the people today." Zheng Pingru looked at Wu Ming with great enthusiasm, "We are all responsible for you."

Wu Ming fell silent and sprinkled a small scoop of rain in his palm on the ground. He didn't say anything for a long time.

"From now on, every bit will eventually become a river of blood and an ocean of hatred." Zheng Pingru said quietly.

"From now?" Wu Ming murmured and repeated.

During the War of Resistance Against Japan, China suffered huge casualties and huge property losses, but it was a victory without any obstacles. Sadly, people still faced the second atrocities of Japan with a negative attitude. The Japanese refused to apologize for their crimes in Nanjing, and even refused to admit that there had been a massacre. What's more, Japanese extremists tried to erase this incident in world history. To understand the degree of this injustice, people only need to compare the compensation of the Japanese and German governments after the war. Although money alone cannot resurrect the victims, nor can they remove the painful memories of the survivors, it can at least explain who the culprit was.

"Can we do it?" Wu Ming had doubts about himself for the first time, "I am just an ordinary person, and I just want to do something simple, make some money, and live a stable life with my two wives. I have never had such a grand ideal."

Zheng Pingru laughed, "You are so unafraid that your two wives are satisfied. That Dorothy is really good. It's great to combine Chinese and Western styles!"

"Haha, think I don't want to!" Wu Ming teased: "If possible, I want to push you down, but then I won't be a stallion."

"Still horse?" Zheng Pingru shook his head at Wu Ming's fresh words, and then said seriously: "One person, a gun, may save many people, but a pen can sometimes awaken tens of millions. Can you try it?"

"In ancient times, you gave up your pen and joined the army, but you advised me to abandon your pen and joined the army." Wu Ming smiled bitterly and put down his umbrella, allowing the rain to wet his hair and his clothes.

"Tears all over the sky." Zheng Pingru followed Wu Ming's appearance and raised her face, pouring the rain on her beautiful face.

After a while, Wu Ming suddenly took Zheng Pingru's hand, and the two of them walked forward silently in the rain.

"I like the challenge." Wu Ming turned his head and smiled, let go of Zheng Pingru, and looked at his hand, "I heard that playing with a pen can kill people, I'm looking forward to it!"

"It's very safe, suitable for your personality." Zheng Pingru blinked mischievously.

"Inquiry clearly, I want to attend the Japanese celebration." Wu Ming stomped the water on the ground with a hard kick, and immediately jumped away.

Zheng Pingru also stomped his feet unwillingly and jumped and said, "As you wish!"

"I hold a gun in one hand and a pen in the other, and I am a versatile talent in civil and military affairs." Wu Ming was full of energy. He looked at his hands and laughed again, "Oh, I can't hold my wife's waist and hold the girl's hand."

"Then let them hug you." Zheng Pingru stroked the wet hair on his forehead with his hands.

"From now on, collect information and evidence." Wu Ming's voice was clear and clear, "The tragedy has happened. All we have to do is to punish the murderer and let the victims rest in peace."

The rain seemed to be a little lighter, and the two of them talked and walked, and the context of the plan gradually became clear and improved. For Wu Ming, this was a huge change in his thoughts.

Even though you are lost when you walk to the night forest, even though you are very helpless now

Even though that fate blinds your eyes, you feel that there is no way ahead

One step is your way

A road shines in the dark

Even though Satan has been dancing around you, even though it has always asked you to admit defeat

Even though the storm blocks your way, even if you fall into the deep valley

One step is your way

Your own way in the dark

Jump into the thorns and rush towards the fence

Walking into the sludge is here

Even though you can't stand the forgotten loneliness, no one knows where you are

Even though you are trapped in a mist of smoke, pressing to the point where you are about to suffocate

One step is your way

Your footsteps are your way

Jump into the thorns and rush towards the fence

Walking into the sludge is here

Walking into the sludge is here

The darkness around you stretched your nerves, and you began to feel dazed and silenced

Don't think that this is like a broken line and no road, the shining road is in your footsteps

One step is your way

Your footsteps are your way

One step is your way

Your own way in the dark

One step is your way

No one can stop me

Wu Ming sang softly, the long drizzle was like a complaint from a complaint by a complaint by a woman, and he had to stop sobs in his sobs. The long-lost winter sun tried hard to shine a light from the clouds.
Chapter completed!