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The Death Railway is actually called the Thai-Myanmar Railway. It is a railway built by the Japanese during World War II from Bangkok, Thailand to Yangon, Myanmar. The whole journey is 415 kilometers, including 304 kilometers in Thailand and 111 kilometers in Myanmar.
During World War II, the Japanese swept across Southeast Asia and conquered most of the countries. At that time, there were only three independent countries in East Asia, China, Japan, and Thailand. However, Thailand was neutral on the surface, but it actually helped Japan secretly. Many people don¡¯t know that at that time Due to the Allied sea attack, the Strait of Malacca could not effectively guarantee the supplies of the Japanese army in Burma, so a railway transportation line could only be opened by land.
Because the construction is extremely difficult in the mountains and rainforest areas, according to the design, the construction task should take 6 years to complete. Under the strict order of the Japanese, it took 15 months to complete the project. According to incomplete statistics, there were a total of 106,000 in the entire project. Thousands of people died, of which 16,700 were prisoners of war, and 90,000 were laborers captured from China and Southeast Asia.
On average, 255 people died per kilometer. It can be said that every sleeper is a human life.
"I've watched it many times in books and movies, but I haven't actually been to the scene to see it. I want to see it. How about it?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Okay, my husband is angry, you can come back to eat later, don't go too far, it is easy to get lost, take this with you." Peng Zhiqi took an AK47 from the car, which belonged to his subordinates. Peng Zhiqi buried them, but brought them back.
"You go with me". Mo Xiaoyu said to Ai Haneda.
Haneda Ai nodded without saying a word, Mo Xiaoyu noticed that since getting off the car, Haneda Ai has been observing this Buddhist temple, looking around, as if she is very familiar.
Sure enough, after walking forward for about one kilometer, we found the railway embankment that was almost obliterated by wormwood. If we didn¡¯t search for it intentionally, it would be hard to find. Most of the sleepers had rotted away, and the rest were rusty rails. Telling the past.
"You have been looking at that Buddhist temple, do you also believe in Buddhism?" Mo Xiaoyu turned around and asked Haneda Aidao.
"I don't believe it, I'm just familiar with this place. I've seen a picture about it, and it's this Buddhist temple." Haneda Ai still looked at the towering Buddhist temple in the distance and said.
"Have you been here?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"No, just very familiar." Haneda Aiji replied.
"I've never been here before, so I'm familiar with it? What kind of picture is that, and what's it for?" Mo Xiaoyu continued to ask.
It was the first time he took the initiative to ask Ai Haneda so many questions, staring into Ai Haneda's eyes, and asked.
"The drawing, the drawing says that there is a large amount of gold here, and it is likely to be here." Haneda Ai also looked at Mo Xiaoyu, knowing everything and saying everything.
"Are you all ready to come here to steal gold? Did you come to Myanmar this time just for that antique?" Mo Xiaoyu continued to ask.
"Yes, I came here just for the antiques. I don't care about the gold. Someone is already discussing with the government here to invest in repairing the railway for sightseeing. In fact, it is to cover up the act of taking gold." Ai Haneda said.
Mo Xiaoyu was taken aback. If it is true that Haneda Ai said that there is really gold hidden here, then her words may be true. Recently, Mo Xiaoyu saw some news that Japanese consortiums frequently visited Southeast Asian countries. Most of them are related to the railway project, and the original purpose is here.
At Mo Xiaoyu's request, Haneda Ai drew the blueprint in her memory, but Mo Xiaoyu looked at it in a cloud of mist. Although it seemed to be near here, where exactly was it and the place where it was buried was too big Come on, although this place is located in a barren mountain, but once a large-scale excavation is carried out, there will still be leaks.
"I can't see anything from this." Mo Xiaoyu looked at it for a long time and said.
"From the records, this Buddhist temple should be just coordinates. The place where the gold is buried is nearby. The Buddhist temple is built on the mountainside. There should be caves or other places behind the Buddhist temple where things can be buried." Haneda Ai looked at the drawings she had drawn and said.
Mo Xiaoyu looked at Haneda Ai, and thought to herself, the thing of lowering her head is really a fun thing. She wanted to kill herself yesterday, but now she obeys him so much. It was a subconscious behavior, and the mind was controlled to such an extent. This was the most powerful sorcery Mo Xiaoyu had ever seen.
Mo Xiaoyu is no longer obsessed with the drawing, as long as he draws it, he can study it slowly. Now that there is no one here, Mo Xiaoyu will throw it on the ground, pull Haneda Ai to the side of the railroad track, and slowly lean her against a tree. under the big tree.
"Take off your clothes." Mo Xiaoyu ordered.
Ai HanedaGlancing at Mo Xiaoyu, there was a little resistance in his eyes, but when he thought of Mo Xiaoyu's slap, he lowered his head in an instant, and obediently stripped himself clean.
Mo Xiaoyu held her shoulders, turned her over, and faced the big tree, while he grabbed her slender waist with both hands, and leaned against her
"What kind of person is Ishida Hinata?" Mo Xiaoyu asked while moving.
"He is my teacher and is very strict with us. I am just one of his assistants." Ai Haneda replied.
"How did he see that the painting in Hong Kong was fake?"
"He studies the history of the Ming Dynasty. He has an archives of the Qing imperial family in the early Qing Dynasty, which records the list of authentic works of many painters in the Ming Dynasty. Of course, Wen Zhengming is also among them, but Wen Zhengming's list of authentic works does not include that painting. painting, so he thought it must be fake." Haneda Ai began to slowly enter the state, and replied out of breath.
Hearing this explanation, Mo Xiaoyu breathed a long sigh of relief. It turned out that the authenticity was judged based on the list of authentic works. Mo Xiaoyu thought he had seen where there was a flaw in himself, and now he felt a lot more relaxed. The movements became more intense. Haneda Ai supported the trunk of the big tree with both hands, and kept turning her head to look at the man behind her. Gradually, her legs began to tremble, and she tended to lose her balance. , grabbed the slender waist and lifted it up.
"I heard that you are still making fake porcelain, do you know much about it?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"I went to the kiln with my teacher once and saw the porcelain they fired. It was very exquisite, but the teacher was not satisfied and smashed most of it. He said that kind of porcelain could not attract the attention of Chinese buyers at all. It's new, ah" Haneda Ai finally screamed and sank unconsciously. Although she was supported by Mo Xiaoyu, she was trembling all over and could no longer withstand Mo Xiaoyu's waves of attacks.
"Are there any Chinese among those porcelain makers?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Yes, the masters are all hired from China with high salaries. They are told that this is craftsmanship, and whoever's work is close to the real one will get a huge bonus." Haneda Ai said tremblingly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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