"Then... Where's that Obasan?" I made a gesture, thinking that the old rural lady is not fake.
"She is real, her family was killed by you Japanese, so take the initiative to invite you." The woman blinked slowly.
"Oh." I saw the appearance of Obasan, who looked like an old-fashioned rural woman from a distance, but didn't want to have this mindset
"Well, I finally understand now."
After I suddenly realized it, I felt a little relieved, and clasped my chest: "Then, you are brave enough. In this process, if you make any mistakes, you will be overwhelmed. Aren't you afraid?"
The woman sneered and said, "What did you Japanese do to us Chinese?"
Hearing this, I couldn't help being silent. It was indeed the case. When I was in school, I knew the so-called humanitarianism, but when I got to this place, hell was nothing more than that, and I also became a butcher and a demon in this hell.
"So... what are you going to do?" I said after a long period of indulgence.
The woman blinked and smiled mischievously: "Follow you, aren't you planning to wipe out all your Japanese compatriots?"
Hearing this, a kind of shame came to my heart and said: "That's not your calculation?" As he said, he looked at the woman up and down, looked at her beginning to ruin her face, and said with a grin; "But this time you probably can't Wishful, the potion I injected you just now will kill you."
The woman was not sad when she heard this, she only blinked, "Oh", and said, "Maybe, I have already earned it." She said, smiling, pointing to the surrounding military hospital; "I wiped out one of your military hospitals, which is considered revenge for our compatriots."
I heard this in my heart, but I realized that when women wiped them out, they still borrowed their own hands, which made me feel angry and painful. For this, I decided to stop paying attention to her and turned around and went straight out. Go.
"Where are you going?" The woman pushed the iron railing, "crashing".
"Oh, Miss China..." When I opened my address, I suddenly felt a little bit curious. I walked back and looked at the woman up and down. The woman's facial features had been destroyed, her eyes turned blood red, and her mouth was already showing her fangs. My forehead was already rotten, but it was still beautiful. Thinking of the time I spent healing my wounds, I asked, "You... are you a medical student?"
If it is not a professional medical talent, it is impossible to know this so-called genetic research.
"Yes." The woman nodded.
"Girl student?" I sneered.
"Oh, yes." The woman nodded again.
"Then you are definitely not a farmer?" I remembered the woman's every move when I was healing, and I had to say that it was perfect and flawless.
"Well, I was born in a family of Chinese medicine. Later, my elders sent us to study western medicine abroad. My undergraduate degree was in your Japan." The woman said.
"You can speak Japanese?" I suddenly realized that this woman has been communicating with herself in Japanese at this time, so it is so smooth.
The woman said hey: "If it weren't for this, it would be difficult for us to talk about so-called love."
I snorted, thinking that my first love was fooled by her, I felt aggrieved, and I didn't want to care about her anymore, and flicked my sleeves: "You can live and care for the elderly here." As he said, he turned quickly and left.
"Saito-kun—"
When I was about to leave the prison gate, I suddenly heard a woman yelling from the cell. If I didn't distinguish the familiar Japanese carefully, I almost thought it was a native of the country.
"Say." I looked at the woman coldly with a murderous look. This place would be buried forever. The monster I made by myself would also be buried by my own hands. It was all over.
Days passed by day by day. Instead of leaving this ghostly military hospital, I stayed and watched the woman—or rather, she was no longer a woman, but became a monster. And then, she no longer looks like a human, but like a... I said it’s not good, the facial features have melted, her skin is also black, and her body is stinking like a monster from hell, very terrible. .
I will go to see her every day, standing far away, watching her decay little by little with cold eyes. This is my responsibility. I think since I made her, I have this responsibility to destroy her. As for I don't want to think about what will happen after she is eliminated.
The war is declining day by day. Although the radio station often broadcasts the victory of the Japanese Empire, I have seen the future of Japan from the automatic telegram. The war is stalemate, and the Chinese people are not so easy to break through, and Pearl Harbor, We offended the United States again, and if we drag on, Japan may not be able to withstand it.
So... Maybe the technology I have now can save the entire defeat? however…
I shook my head, put the telegram aside, leaned on the chair, and closed my eyes. This military hospital has become a ghost hospital. No one is there except the monster and myself. In fact, it’s fine. I don’t know how many years in the mountains. I look sad, if I go out... If I go out... The thought of making a choice makes me very painful, very, very painful. If a woman is not a spy, I may muster up the courage to destroy my compatriots, but a woman is a spy and changes me. In my opinion, I certainly don’t want to fall into her trap, but if we release the monster technology to help the gangsters, it’s also very difficult, because of this, the days are dragged on so day by day...
The woman decayed to a certain extent, and then stopped decay. Although she looked ugly, it was not so ugly. She became a monster and couldn’t die. So she sat in jail every day in a daze and didn’t know what to think. Sometimes I When I went to see her, she refused to speak. I don't know if she will change, but obviously, she didn't seem to have become an irrational monster, because monsters don't cross their legs and face the wall.
"What are you thinking?" Finally one day, when I went to visit her, I couldn't help but ask.
She turned her head and stared at me with that rotten face. For a long time, she grinned: "Is the food in the military hospital almost finished?"
"Yes." I honestly admitted, nodding and said: "I'm almost done eating."
"So you are leaving, right?" She blinked her eyeballs that were about to fall.
"Yes." I nodded.
"Are you leaving me?" She asked a very strange question.
I suddenly smiled and said, "Do you think I can't bear you?"
The woman didn't say a word, tilted her head and looked for a long time, then suddenly raised her mutilated hand and beckoned to me. I walked a few steps closer, one meter away from her, and asked, "What?"
"Do you know why I exposed my flaws?" the woman blinked and asked.
"Why?" I was startled, and suddenly smiled: "Isn't it accidental?"
The woman sighed and lowered her head.
This actually aroused my curiosity. I took a step forward and said, "What do you want to say?"
"Think about it again?" The woman pointed to her temple.
I squinted, and suddenly the three words "Dear" flashed in my mind, a strange feeling suddenly jumped out, and my heart swelled in my heart, inexplicably sour in my heart, and stepped forward to hold onto the railing and said: "You mean , You mean, you can't help revealing your identity if you really fall in love with me?"
The woman laughed suddenly, and when she laughed, tears flowed down, blood-red.