Chapter 32: A Hundred Emotions Converge

  "Mother, you can't imagine what those beasts did in Nanjing! They used the most vicious methods, the most brutal ways of killing on innocent Chinese civilians, on weak and feeble Chinese women! I'm a chaste woman, if I fall into their hands, will anything good come of it?"

  Rui Xuan felt a chill in her heart after hearing this. She was even more worried about the fate of Mei Xia and Rui Hui.

  Mei Xia choked: "Mom, please rest assured! I won't tarnish the reputation of the Mei family, nor will I tarnish the reputation of Lei Jiang. I won't let down my parents, you and Dad, or Xuehua."

  Rui Xuan listened very clearly, and this time Mei Xia didn't call Xiao Lin "Auntie" or "Uncle", but called out "Dad". The girl's heartfelt words revealed her true feelings more clearly than ever.

  Although Rui Xuan was clever and capable, at this moment, she was also helpless. She didn't know what would happen after Mei Xia left, but she could vaguely feel that this might be a farewell for life. He leaned forward and hugged Mei Xia, gently stroking her pure and beautiful face, which was as smooth as a lotus flower. Mei Xia closed her eyes, half leaning in Rui Xuan's arms, feeling the familiar breath and motherly love.

  Scorching tears dropped from the eyes of two generations of beautiful women.

  Long silence.

  After a while, Mei Xia gently pushed Rui Xuan: "Mom, I should go! There is a dressing box on the head of my bed, please give it to Xue Hua!"

  Rui Xuan hastily agreed and sent her to the outer hall, where the devils and translators were already peeking out, clearly a bit impatient. If it weren't for the 10 dollars each person was worth, they would have urged them inside earlier.

  Arriving at the gate, Mei Xia turned back to Rui Xuan with a smile: "Mom, you and Dad take care of yourselves, I'm leaving!" Then she didn't look back, her lotus-colored embroidered shoes with floral patterns stepped on the bluestone slab, walking towards the distance.

  Rui Xuan felt a pang of sadness, waved goodbye, and said from behind: "Xia Er, we'll wait for you to come back and have dinner together!" She stood at the door, watching Mei Xia's figure slowly disappear into the depths of the alley.

  The weather in Jiangnan between summer and autumn changes suddenly, it was sunny just now, but soon the dark clouds will spread all over the sky, a gentle autumn rain is coming.

  The room fell silent. Only Fang Zhengwu was speaking, recounting the past. Everyone seemed to have forgotten why they came here, and were all immersed in that unbearable memory, those scenes of humiliation making Jianjun and Guoqing's blood boil with rage, their fists clenched so tightly that their knuckles cracked, regretting that they had not been born earlier, unable to go to the battlefield to fight the devils to the death.

  "What happened afterwards?" Guo Qing asked.

  At this time, Fang Zhengwu was still immersed in his memories, and his eyes were already filled with tears, unable to say another word.

  They were all from military and police backgrounds, deeply aware of the consequences of a pure girl falling into evil clutches. Moreover, on Cuifeng Mountain, that majestic archway had given the best interpretation and praise to the tragic ending of the mother-daughter pair.

  It's been a long time, Fang Zhengwu finally woke up from his memories and said slowly: "Captain Yu, you don't have to pursue this case anymore. This 'Haita Jun' Inukawa Jiro has blood on his hands, the blood of countless innocent people in Leijiang, and who knows how many good girls he has harmed? If it weren't for General Tang Enbo, the commander of the 9th War Zone of the Nationalist Party, being so lenient towards Japanese prisoners of war back then, someone like Inukawa Jiro would have been tried as a war criminal and executed long ago. Unfortunately, the Nationalist Party didn't do that, instead they sent these war criminals back to Japan under the banner of 'repaying kindness with kindness', creating an eternal regret. But as the saying goes, 'good will be rewarded, evil will be punished, it's not that there won't be retribution, but the time hasn't come yet, when the time comes, the punishment will be severe'. Haita Jun's death in Leijiang is a result of being haunted by those vengeful spirits. If there really is a 'murderer', then this 'murderer' is a hero in the eyes of the people of Leijiang! I'll be the first to offer him a toast, burn incense for him, and even go to rescue him from execution!

  Of course, Fang Zhengwu knew that his last sentence was just a figure of speech. In the face of the powerful proletarian dictatorship machine, anyone would be crushed to pieces. Although Yamada Jiro was a war criminal in history, due to the corruption and incompetence of the National Government at that time, he escaped the punishment he should have received. Times have changed, and now it is a new China, and Sino-Japanese relations have also turned to a new page, so there is no reason or basis for continuing to pursue past events. As a modern country ruled by law, it cannot tolerate private revenge. Moreover, this case has affected the smooth implementation of diplomatic disputes and foreign opening policies, so it must be solved to give an account to the state, the people, and history.

  Although his determination to crack the case had never wavered, after learning about the true circumstances, his mood became complicated. For years, his greatest reliance in cracking cases was relying on the masses to provide clues, and then combing through these clues to discover important leads. However, this method might not work for the "2.15" case, and he might not get the support of the masses, falling into an awkward situation of fighting alone. Moreover, if he really solved the case, would he be upholding justice or destroying his conscience by sending a hero who had rid the people of evil to the execution ground?

  Cut off but still messy! Yu Xin was also trapped in a state of confusion.

  Coming out of the dimly lit Fangzheng Wenhua Museum, onto the bright and sunny street, Yu Xin and the other two people all took a few deep breaths. Returning from the heavy historical events to reality, they all felt the preciousness of peace and tranquility.

  Since the visit of "Kaito-kun"'s imperial concubine to Leijiang, the excessive arrangements had caused a stir among the people of Leijiang. Soon, rumors of "Kaito-kun" Inukawa Jiro's return to Leijiang and his murder spread like wildfire, with each retelling becoming more outlandish, especially the version about Ruihui mother and daughter seeking revenge from beyond the grave. Those familiar with that period of history couldn't help but applaud, which caused a lot of inconvenience for Yu Xin to collect clues. Despite Guoqing and Jianjun's meticulous work, apart from the initial evidence they collected, there were hardly any effective leads afterwards. The case had reached an impasse.

  Time flies, and before you know it, the Qingming Festival has arrived. However, there have been no substantial breakthroughs in the case yet. Every time Yu Xinyuan returns to the Public Security Bureau for a meeting, he is repeatedly asked about the progress of the case by leaders at all levels. Seeing the leaders' disappointed eyes again and again, Yu Xinyuan's heart also turns over with anxiety. He can't bear it anymore, so he uses the excuse that the case requires it and tries to attend fewer meetings at the bureau, spending more time in Leijiang instead.