Collection of Gods

Chapter 602 Wherever the butcher's knife goes, the mountains and rivers are stained with blood

"Mr. Tang, you Chinese people always keep saying that the Japanese army massacred 300,000 of you in Jinling. How did you calculate this number? Is there any factual basis for it? Is it possible that it was calculated by counting?"

Not long after Tang Yuan finished answering the second question, a middle-aged Asian woman suddenly asked Tang Yuan a question loudly without Tang Yuan's question.

His tone was more of an interrogation than a question.

As the middle-aged woman finished speaking, the scene suddenly fell silent. Everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of the middle-aged woman, with a hint of horror in their eyes.

The Jinling Massacre is a scar that will never be erased from the hearts of all Chinese people. Now this middle-aged woman has such a tone and temperament, which shows no respect at all. This is a shame for any Chinese with flesh and blood. A huge provocation.

Sure enough, just after the middle-aged woman asked the question, Tang Yuan's face instantly darkened, and there was a suffocating and terrifying pressure all over his body.

"You are japanese?"

Tang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the other person for a moment, and then suddenly asked.

"That's right!"

"Who do you think you are, worthy of me answering your questions?"

"The inscription on the Caoshixia Monument next to Shangyuan Gate in Jinling reads: On December 13, 1937, a large number of refugees and disarmed soldiers, totaling more than 57,000 people, were captured by the Japanese army and concentrated. They were imprisoned in Shiwushuo Village at the foot of Shogunate Mountain. A group of them died of cold and starvation after being brutally tortured for several days. On the night of the 18th, they were all tied up and taken to Cao Xiaxia. A few of them were shot with machine guns but not the dead. They were shot with bayonets. He was stabbed to death, and then his body was set on fire and his remains were dumped in the river. Wherever the butcher knife was directed, the mountains and rivers were stained with blood!"

"I am Ayako Iwasaki, a foreign correspondent from the Asahi Shimbun!"

Facing Iwasaki Ayako's questioning again, Tang Yuan's expression turned cold in vain, and the sharpness revealed in those eyes made people dare not look into them.

In an instant, everyone's expressions became very strange.

As for the foreign reporter from the Asahi Shimbun, Iwasaki Ayako, her face turned red instantly, and she looked vaguely angry. She said loudly: "Mr. Tang, please answer my question head-on!"

Although Tang Yuan's voice was not loud, because the scene was extremely quiet, Tang Yuan's words easily reached everyone's ears.

"Answer your question directly?"

When Tang Yuan heard this, he nodded slightly, and then said as if talking to himself: "They are indeed Japanese. No wonder they are so unqualified. They are really no different from wild dogs that bark casually on the roadside."

"If you have time to question me here, why don't you buy a plane ticket to Jinling and take a look with your own eyes at the 25 Jinling Massacre monuments that stand high on the ground, and take a look at the inscriptions recorded on those monuments with your own eyes!"

When the middle-aged woman revealed her identity, she looked a little proud, because the Asahi Shimbun was one of the top three news media in Japan.

"The Yijiangmen Burial Ground Monument has more than 5,100 remains of the victims buried on the spot; the Yanziji River Beach Monument has the remains of more than 50,000 victims buried on the spot; the Torpedo Camp Monument has the remains of 30,000 victims buried on the spot. There are more than 9,000 bodies; there are more than 27,000 remains of the victims buried on the monument in the Huashen Temple area..."

Since Tang Yuan's intelligence attribute increased to 94 points, his memory has become beyond ordinary people. Some time ago, he had consulted the historical information related to the Jinling Massacre several times, so that he now has a particularly deep memory of this period of history.

At this moment, facing the Japanese reporter's question, Tang Yuan originally didn't want to argue with him, but he didn't realize it. These days, there has always been a group of depression deep in his heart that is difficult to vent, so that he talks and talks Then he got serious. There were a total of 25 monuments and 17 burial sites. Tang Yuan mentioned them all in detail. His voice became louder and louder, and his tone became higher and higher. In the end, there was only one in the main hall of the entire Christie's auction house. The voice was Tang Yuan's voice.

The shocking figures silenced reporters from all over the world. Iwasaki Ayako's complexion gradually turned from red to pale. She did not expect that Tang Yuan was so familiar with that period of history. This made her expression visible to the naked eye. The ground became panicked.

"These monuments are now scattered across the land of Jinling."

"This is the factual basis, this is irrefutable evidence."

"The answer is right there, but do you dare to go?"

"You don't dare because you are afraid that the 300,000 innocent souls will demand your lives!"

"You are guilty, you are afraid!"

Tang Yuan's eyes widened in anger, which could be described as heartbreaking.

Iwasaki Ayako subconsciously staggered back two steps. Although her face was pale, her expression was slightly paranoid: "You all built those monuments yourself, so naturally they are what you say!"

As Ayako Iwasaki said these remarks, media reporters from all over the world couldn't help but frown, and Tang Yuan was directly laughed out of anger at the other party's shameless attitude.

"Oh?"

"Then according to your theory, could it be that you counted the victims of Nagasaki and Hiroshima who died under the atomic bombs of the US imperialists in Japan one by one?"

"Haha, then you Japanese are really amazing. Even after they were burned to ashes, you can still tell the difference between a human and a dog. I admire you!"

"There are also the comfort women that Japan took the initiative to send to the American soldiers. How do you know that they suffered so much instead of feeling great? Could it be that they told you personally?"

Tang Yuan's mood returned to calm, and he directly followed Iwasaki Ayako's logic and asked the other party. His words were extremely sharp, and he was simply stabbing the other party's heart with a knife.

When everyone at the scene heard this, their expressions became a little strange, while Iwasaki Ayako's face turned green and white, and her eyes flashed with visible anger. It was obvious that what Tang Yuan just said really touched the pain in her heart.

Facing Iwasaki Ayako's eyes that wanted to eat her flesh, Tang Yuan sneered slightly at the corner of his lips. He ignored the other party and bowed his hands to the many media reporters at the scene: "Everyone, it's getting late. Today's interview is That’s it.”

After speaking, Tang Yuan glanced at Yuan Meng beside him.

The other party understood and immediately commanded the bodyguards to clear the way, while Miguel Reina also commanded the security personnel of Christie's Auction House to cooperate with Yuan Meng and others to escort Tang Yuan out of here.

Many media reporters looked at Tang Yuan's leaving figure with some reluctance. However, Tang Yuan did not give them a chance to bargain, so that everyone looked at Iwasaki Ayako with even more unkind eyes...

(End of this chapter)