special reaction.

"It shouldn't be." Wei Ran frowned after mopping the entire basement like a big enemy.

According to his guess, since there are so many things hidden in this small building, it is very likely that there are other things hidden.

And the reason why he made this judgment was just one reason - the basement seemed to have blocked the surrounding windows, but it did not have any concealment at all.

Not to mention that he had studied at Hongqi Forest Farm. Even if Suisui came here, she would easily guess that this small building also had a basement if she took a look at the small western-style buildings around her.

Because of this, it is almost certain that the surrounding printing presses were definitely not placed here in the first place.

He pulled over a chair that had just been cleaned and sat down to take a breath. Weiran turned on the two high-power electric heating fans that he had just picked up. Then he picked up a rubber hammer and tied a PVC pipe to the handle of the hammer.

, once again walking in circles in the basement and tapping on the floor.

To his disappointment, after another lap, he still found nothing.

Could it be in the yard? It shouldn’t be

Wei Ran threw away the long-handled hammer in his hand, looked around, and focused on the iron cabinets.

Those around the load-bearing pillars were not considered, but the one next to the steps attracted Wei Ran's attention.

After careful observation, he first took out the two scary glass jars and the expired medicines and placed them on a table, and then carefully moved the iron cabinet away.

Unfortunately, there is still nothing abnormal under the iron cabinet.

"Is it really under the courtyard?" Wei Ran looked around, carefully looking for the place he had overlooked.

Soon, he once again had a new target. This time, he was eyeing the cement steps that were originally used to connect the first floor and the basement.

Taking out the wire cutters from the metal book, Wei Ran gently tapped the side of the cement step. The thick and dull sound also hinted that the inside was completely solid.

Unwilling to give up, I continued to walk forward while tapping lightly. When the tapping point was closer to the end of the steps and less than one meter away from the wall, the tapping sound suddenly became much hollower!

After knocking again, Wei Ran finally showed an expression on his face. Then he put away the wire cutters, ran back to the window, pulled out a slotted screwdriver, and then unhooked the rubber hammer.

pvc pipe.

Climbing back to his original position, Wei Ran knocked again to determine the approximate range, and then started tapping with a rubber hammer in one hand and a screwdriver in the other.

Soon, the cement wall was smashed open to reveal the red bricks inside. The red bricks and cement wall shell were violently demolished with a crowbar. Soon, a large wall with a height of only 1.2 meters and a width appeared on the wall.

It's only about 70 to 80 centimeters, a rectangular area enclosed by red bricks.

Use a crowbar to pry along the cracks of the bricks, and soon a brick begins to loosen. When you carefully pull out the brick, you will find that the other side is indeed empty!

With this breakthrough, Weiran was able to dismantle it faster and faster. It took less than half an hour to dismantle the small door.

The space inside this small sealed door is not very large, or to describe it more vividly, it is more like the mouth of a sewer well. The square hole, which can only accommodate one person, is dark and filled with a faint musty smell. There is also a hole on the wall.

A rusty climbing handrail.

He took out two small magnetic lights, which were not much bigger than mahjong pieces, tied them with ropes and hung them down a little. As the mouth of the well was illuminated, all Wei Ran could see was a horizontal line less than one meter wide.

The way out.

Is it really under the yard?

After Wei Ran identified the direction of this passage, he became even more curious about who built such a small building in the first place.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Wei Ran waited patiently for almost an hour, then put on his rubber work gloves, held up a strong flashlight, and a bag of small magnetic lights, and walked along the rusty road.

Climb down the handrail carefully.

Standing in this narrow passage that was less than one meter wide and less than two meters high, but seemed to be made of concrete, he immediately noticed something interesting.

First of all, on the left wall, there are many cast iron lamp stands installed. Not only are rusty kerosene lamps hung on them, but there are also two wires that were obviously added later. These two wires

Every other lamp stand has an incandescent lamp connected to it.

Secondly, on the concrete wall on the other side, a painting of "The Last Supper" is still vaguely visible.

Taking out the lighter from the metal book and lighting it, Wei Ran held the flashlight in one hand and the lighter in the other. While walking forward, he did not forget to turn on the small magnetic lights and place them on the ground.

When he came to the end of this narrow passage, there was a crucifix painted on the concrete wall directly in front of him. But on this crucifix, there was a sentence written in large, vermilion letters:

I vow to join the Anti-Japanese Killing Group with utmost sincerity. I am willing to work actively under the leadership of the organization, obey orders and keep secrets absolutely. If there is any violation, I am willing to accept the severest sanctions.

Anti-Japanese killing gang?

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows, and finally moved his gaze and flashlight beam to the wall on the left. There was a 1.5-meter-wide locked iron door. On the vermilion iron door, there was a piece of paper firmly attached to it.

Zhang's "Xinhua Daily" published on August 10, 1945, "Accepts the Potsdam Declaration and Japan's Unconditional Surrender"!

He raised his head and looked at the top of his head, which was within reach, and then looked at the distance between where he came down and his current location. After some estimation, Wei Ran became more and more certain that he was currently directly under the small courtyard.

After taking a final look at the lighter that was still burning stably, Wei Ran put it away, replaced it with wire cutters and easily opened the almost rusty padlock on the iron door.

Slowly opening the iron door to block the crucifix and the large red characters covering it, the beam of light from the flashlight in Wei Ran's hand also illuminated this underground space of less than 40 square meters but with a height of three meters.

Although this small space with remaining wallpaper is relatively dry, there are inevitably mold spots everywhere on the walls covered with picture frames.

The wire extending in the passage from the light stand also came to an end after connecting the two incandescent light bulbs on the wall.

Glancing at a round hole in the corner that seemed to be a ventilation hole, Wei Ran focused on the photo frames hanging on the wall that were more than seventy centimeters high and half a meter wide.

When the bright beam of light shines on them, even through the dirty glass of the photo frame, Wei Ran can still clearly see that most of the photo frames are posters featuring a beautiful woman.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In these posters, the woman sometimes wears a cheongsam and holds a fan, sometimes wears a gorgeous dress with a sense of the times, and in other photos, she wears jodhpurs and a trousers.

Boots and a slim-fitting vest.

Among these photo posters of different styles, there are also several "fixed makeup photos" of the famous actor Shang Xiaoyun wearing Zhaojun costumes.

Looking through them one by one, Wei Ran gradually discovered that the photos that were suspected of being "Shang Xiaoyun's makeup photos" seemed to be taken in the semi-underground basement outside, and there was no text on the photos, or in other words,

That's just a big photo, not a poster.

On the various posters of that woman, it is still vaguely visible that most of them have words such as "Seventh Heaven" or "Miss Meixiang" written on them.

So the famous actor Shang Xiaoyun at that time actually often came to this small building? So who is this Miss Meixiang? Mr. Tao's aunt?

Amidst this random speculation, the beam of light from the flashlight in Wei Ran's hand finally landed on the camphor wood box placed on two long benches placed side by side at the end of the room.

This copper-wrapped box was not locked, and the lid was not even tightly closed. Because of this, when Wei Ran entered the door, he had actually noticed several different colors of money that were vaguely sticking out of the box.

Cloth roll.

Wei Ran's heart skipped a beat when he opened the dusty and mildew-stained lid with a "squeak" sound.

There are a lot of things in this box that is more than one meter long and half a meter square. In addition to the three long cloth rolls in red, white and green, there are also several porcelain bowls in the box, each containing some.

Bullets of different calibers and lengths.

In a wooden box next to the porcelain bowl, there were pistols.

Almost all of these pistols are various types of guns, and without exception, they are all small and easy to carry. They are not as bulky as box guns.

In addition to these, there are three wooden pallets stacked together in this box. This pallet is divided into elongated grids. In each grid, there are silver coins lying next to each other.

Taking out a pair of rubber gloves and putting them on, Wei Ran carefully took out one of the white cloth rolls. After gently untying the cloth strips on it and unfolding it, he saw amidst the vague smell of oil sludge.

A slightly rusty Enfield rifle!

After re-rolling the gun and putting it back in its original position, Wei Ran picked up the red cloth roll and opened it. What was inside was a medium-grade rifle.

He put it away again and pulled out the last green cloth roll. Wrapped inside was a Japanese Type 44 rifle.

How the hell can this be handled?
Chapter completed!