The mass grave returns and lurked for 180 days
"Handle it."
The cold Japanese words fell, and soil filled Lin Wanqiu's mouth and nose. She was buried alive in a mass grave in the southern suburbs by Masao Watanabe, the commander of the Japanese military garrison in Tianjin.
When she opened her eyes again, she went back to the three months before she was killed.
"Do you hate the Japanese?" Adjutant Yamaguchi asked sternly in the interrogation room of the Special High School.
She lowered her eyes and said in a humble and numb tone: "People just want to survive, and they will do things for whoever gives them food to eat."
No one knew that the body of this docile maid contained a soul crawling back from hell.
There was no cheating, no cool drama about an orphan rising to power. She changed her name to Shen Xiuqin, passed three layers of death checks, and got into the enemy's den as the most inconspicuous personal maid.
For 180 days, in the official residence of all the staff, there are endless temptations, and every step is on the edge of life and death.
"Shen Xiuqin, are you afraid of following me?" Watanabe held the wine glass with a sinister look in his eyes.
She bowed and smiled, hiding the sword that had been tempered for half a year in her sleeve: "Don't be afraid, the colonel will protect me."
She does not seek to escape unscathed, nor does she seek to leave a name in history.
The moment she crawled back from the mass grave, there was only one thing left for her to live for -
Send the executioner to hell, pay with blood!
