They were even bound by vines at the time, completely unable to move.
Recalling everything that Liu Yuning had said, I was thoroughly enraged. These scoundrels were more depraved than the utterly insane!
I hurried to the attic. Liu Yuning had already fallen asleep. Xia Xiaoling made a shushing gesture, signaling me not to make too much noise. Originally, we all wanted Yuning to recall exactly where that place was, but her mental strength seemed unable to sustain it.
There was no other way but to let her rest again. We didn't want to push her too hard, as it would be detrimental to her health.
Xia Xiaoling said to me, "Da Shengzi, don't rush. Do you want your wife to develop neurasthenia and suffer from insomnia later? Let's wait a bit longer. Go and prepare some nutritional supplements, maybe some chicken soup!"
"Okay! Da Shengzi?"
"Haha, isn't it amusing?"
"Whatever you say. I'm truly grateful to you this time!"
"Don't mention it!"
"If I didn't need to be polite, I wouldn't have used the word 'you' in such a formal manner."
"You pedantic fellow, I'm going to make the soup!"
During this period, I had unexpectedly transformed into a true house husband. I bought a black-feathered chicken and some other ingredients, and began to simmer the soup.
Xia Xiaoling stayed by Liu Yuning's side twenty-four hours a day. I temporarily handed over the provincial affairs to He Bailing.
Besides myself, the person I trusted the most now was my sister.
After the soup was ready, Liu Yuning had just woken up. I sat by her side again and fed her spoonful by spoonful. Xia Xiaoling had stepped out. I carefully blew on the soup on the spoon before bringing it to Yuning's lips. She gently watched as I carefully placed the spoon in her mouth. Yuning drank it slowly, savoring it, and reminiscing. Her tongue flickered slightly, and a look of joy appeared on her face.
"It's not bad, you seem to have put in a lot of effort!"
"Of course, for you, I'm willing to change... this world..."
"Why are you getting so good at coaxing people lately? Have you been learning bad habits from Xia Hou and Ma Biao?"
"Not at all. Making my wife happy is a fundamental duty of a husband, isn't it? Don't worry, I won't just pamper you; I'll dote on you! I'll make sure you're happy your whole life!"
"Uh, you've been reading too many novels, haven't you? You're still so into it even though you're not writing anymore? Why do you sound so literary? Forget it, let's drink the soup. I have to undergo treatment again later!"
"Haha, this might be a common ailment for all online authors. Drink up! But are you not afraid of undergoing treatment again so soon?"
"It's alright, I know my physical condition!"
"That's good then!"
Liu Yuning then picked up the pace of drinking the soup. I also tried a sip, and it was indeed delicious. It seems that people can learn anything if they truly put their minds to it; it all depends on how much effort they invest.
When my wife was healthy before, I never imagined I would one day become a house husband, a great detective like He! You should spend more time with your family when you have the chance and learn some other skills. Remember, besides apprehending criminals and upholding justice, family is even more important in this world.
While Liu Yuning was undergoing her final treatment, I went before my grandfather's memorial tablet and knelt before it.
"Grandpa, it's been some time since I last visited you!"
"The Punishment Group is getting more and more elite now. Professor Xia's niece has also joined. Grandpa, don't worry! We will definitely fulfill your dying wish. The Polaris International Criminal Organization will cease to exist from our generation of the He family onwards!"
"I believe that day will come soon. Then, Grandpa, Father, Mother, you can finally rest in peace, because your descendant, I, He Sheng, may finally be able to realize this ideal..."
"Of course, there's still a long way to go. Why am I saying this so soon?"
As I spoke, I recalled my grandfather in his youth. That day happened to be the date of the Tokyo Trial. The Tokyo Trial refers to the international trial of major Class-A war criminals of World War II held by the International Military Tribunal for the Far East in Tokyo, Japan, from May 3, 1946, to November 12, 1948. These individuals included Hideki Tojo, Iwane Matsui, Kenji Doihara, and others who committed heinous crimes against China, Asia, and even the entire world.
The International Military Tribunal for the Far East comprised eleven judges appointed by eleven countries: the United States, China, the United Kingdom, France, the Soviet Union, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, the Netherlands, India, and the Philippines. Judge Mei Ruxuan represented China and served as the head of China's legal delegation to the International Court, as well as chief prosecutor and chief judge.
On September 7, 2020, Gao Wenbin, the last surviving witness to the Tokyo Trial, passed away. In 1946, he traveled to the International Military Tribunal for the Far East in Tokyo to participate in the trial of major Class-A Japanese war criminals, serving as a Chinese translator and secretary to the Chinese prosecutor. His main duties involved collecting evidence and translation.
At that time, my grandfather was specially invited by the Chinese leadership as a criminal consultant to participate in the Tokyo Trial. That was no ordinary court; it was an international tribunal.
My grandfather, representing China as a prosecutor, stood in the grand international courtroom and began to try Hideki Tojo, Iwane Matsui, Kenji Doihara, and others. He held an important piece of incriminating evidence. At that moment, Hideki Tojo contemptuously said, "Consultant He, don't you know that the document is blank?"
"Heh heh, Japanese war criminals, give me one minute, and I will make your crimes exposed without a trace." My grandfather took an alcohol lamp and placed it beneath the document, heating it slowly. At that time, Hideki Tojo, Iwane Matsui, and others looked at my grandfather's actions with suspicion.
Little did they know that my grandfather was using a supreme technique from the He family's coroner skills, the "Hot Burning Divine Revelation Technique." This method could reveal any writing, regardless of the ink used. In fact, the document contained amidoantipyrine, a chemical element that turns into colorless ink when it encounters water. My grandfather used the Hot Burning Divine Revelation Technique to change the molecular structure of the amidoantipyrine, causing the text to reappear on the paper.
Indeed, in less than a minute, the seemingly blank document began to reveal a considerable amount of text. It contained evidence of their organization's "Three Alls Policy" crimes, as well as the atrocities of the Nanjing Massacre and the rape and murder of Chinese women. All of it was exposed without concealment.
At that moment, Hideki Tojo and Iwane Matsui's eyes widened as if their souls had been completely drained, and they slumped powerlessly onto the interrogation chairs. All that remained on their faces was despair and bewilderment...
An hour later, they finally changed their plea from "I do not plead guilty" to "I plead guilty."
My grandfather put away his ancient examination kit and, representing the Chinese prosecution, launched the final counter-attack. However, as a result of the intervention of Western countries, the Tokyo Trial was not thorough, and many war criminals did not receive the punishment they deserved. The reasons, in fact, are almost unimaginable.