He wants to write down what happened in Nanjing and publish it to the public so that people all over the world can see the cruelty and shamelessness of the Japanese army!

As long as these photos are accompanied by ironclad evidence, they will no longer be able to argue or deny it!

"Editor-in-chief, the negatives have been washed out. It's so miserable. These Japanese soldiers are simply inferior to beasts. How could they do such a thing..." Photographer Cao Ning pushed the door open with red eyes.

"Old Cao, you must preserve these negatives well and you must not make any mistakes. This will be stored in historical archives in the future and will be remembered by our descendants forever." Yang Hanliang said solemnly.

"I understand, editor-in-chief."

Hesitate...

Suddenly, the light bulb flashed suddenly, and soon, it suddenly turned black and completely wiped out.

"The voltage has always been unstable recently. It must have been tripped. I'll go to the distribution room to take a look..." I was ready, so I touched it casually and turned on a flashlight.

A beam of light suddenly rang out, and suddenly, I saw a black shadow flashing at the door.

"who?"

"Who?"

The two were shocked and rushed out of the editor-in-chief's office. If it were an employee of the newspaper, it would be impossible for them to remain silent. Could it be that they had read it wrong?

But obviously both of them saw it, but it’s okay to say that one person misreads, but neither of them will read it wrong, right?

No one?

"Old Cao, no, hurry up and go to the darkroom..." Yang Hanliang suddenly slapped his forehead.

...

"Editor-in-chief, it's okay, there are all films, and there are a lot of them." Soon, Cao Ning ran back panting.

"You go and watch, don't leave, be sure to be safe."

"yes!"

"Damn it, I clearly saw someone just now..." Yang Hanliang shook his head, muttered, returned to the editor-in-chief's office, and after a while, he continued to write his battle manifesto.

This article will be published in my own "Awakening" early tomorrow morning.

I looked at the watch and it was less than two hours before dawn to deliver and print it, so I had to hurry up.

"Editor-in-chief, the fuse in the distribution room is blown, so you have to change the fuse..." The typewriter Lao Liu knocked on the door and came in to report on the tripping situation.

"Then let's change it. Is there anything good to report? Didn't you see that I'm busy?"

“The fuse is not kept by you all the time.”

"Oh, oh, I forgot this matter. You wait, I'll take it for you..." Yang Hanliang habitually slapped his forehead and blamed himself.

"Where did I put the fuse? It's strange..."

"You look for it, I'll give you a flashlight?"

...

"I found it, how could it fall in such a corner? I remember that I put it in the drawer. It's so strange."

"Editor-in-chief, will I go and replace the fuse?"

"Go quickly, I still have to get the manuscript!" Yang Hanliang urged. There was no electric lamp, and using kerosene lamps was really hurting the eyes.

A squeak!

The lights were on, and the newspaper returned to the busyness in silence.

...

Lu Xiyan lay on the small bed in the study and didn't fall asleep all night. He stroked all the things he had done in his mind, sure that there was no trace left, but he just couldn't sleep.

He was not wrong with robbery and self-defense, but that was three lives. When I think about it, hey...

Suddenly, I heard the movement outside. When I opened my eyes and looked up, I saw Meng Fanxing pushing the door and walking into the study.

"Brother Anzi, have you woken up?"
Chapter completed!