Where did it go? That kind of operating bed had a shadowless lamp placed on it. The bed was actually quite big, and the room was like a factory... That day, there were living people lying on it.
Have you heard of 731? Well, have you seen the news? Know a little bit. Um. What was brought in that day was a living person. He is a prisoner. Revolutionaries? Which farmer? I have no idea. At that time, if you were a prisoner, you were a prisoner, and I'm afraid that's still the case now. The man's eyes were as dark as an animal, with dark pupils shining inside.
Except for his darker skin, he looks like a person, well, he looks like a person. Like our kind. Grandma stared at him very seriously, trying to judge how much he resembled herself.
Their last knife hit his heart, and the blood rolled down, very beautiful. She said.