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Chapter 146 Listen to Mom (Please subscribe, please collect, please recommend, please vote, please vote)

"Are you leaving?"

"Ok!"

"Then be careful on the road, and take care of yourself when you get to France."

"Mom, don't worry."

“When you have time, make more calls.

You're considered a wealthy man now, so don't worry about the phone calls. Your father and I will be fine, take good care of your health, and wait for your good news... As for your sister, I've spoken with their bank president, and he won't let her do anything rash."

Before leaving, I was reluctant to leave.

If Liu Jin had heard these words from his mother at this time in his previous life, he would definitely have felt impatient.

But in this life, it is particularly kind.

Time flies so fast!
It doesn't feel like a big deal, two months are almost over.

Liu Jin felt particularly reluctant.

It seems like when I left in my previous life, I wasn’t so fussy.

After being reborn, why does it seem like I have become weak?

He hugged his mother tightly, then stood in front of his father with a smile.

"Don't do anything illegal or criminal, and don't bring shame to me."

"You too, stop lying around and ordering my mom around all the time."

"Get lost, you bastard."

"That bastard is gone. Old bastard, you should take care of yourself. Don't listen to others, don't lose your temper all the time, and don't curse when you encounter something you don't like. There are many things that ordinary people like us simply can't understand."

"get out!"

"Then I'm leaving."

As he said that, he walked up and hugged his father.

I turned around and saw my elder sister.

"Don't dwell on unnecessary things every day, don't mess around.

I'll take care of the rest of your life... Work hard until retirement. Be nice to Dad and don't lose your temper too much."

Looking at the younger brother who had been a worry to her since childhood, the elder sister suddenly burst into tears.

She didn't feel this way the last time he left.

But this time...

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Let's go, bye!"

Liu Jin dragged his suitcase and got into Xue Daqiang's car which had been waiting nearby.

The car drove out of the gate of the retirement home.

Liu Dasheng and his wife took his elder sister to the gate and watched the car drive away.

"I feel like my brother has grown up this time!"

The elder sister wiped away her tears and said with a smile: "You have learned to comfort people..."

Liu Dasheng glanced at her.

In the past two months, Liu Jin repeatedly reminded him, explicitly or implicitly, to pay attention to his sister's work.

I guess he saw something?
"Your brother has grown up and I don't need to worry about him anymore.

What about you? Can you do your job quietly like your brother said?

"Forehead……"

"Let me make it clear to you, just do your job well and have a child as soon as possible, and don't worry about other things.

Your brother has made all the arrangements for you. If everything goes well, you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life.

But if you mess around...

I can't guarantee what your brother will do then."

"what?"

My sister was confused for a moment!
……

Take a flight from Zhongzhou Airport to Capital Airport.

Then go directly through security at Capital Airport and take a flight to Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport.

I bought a connecting ticket, so I wasn't delayed too long.

I just waited for four hours at the Capital Airport, and then started the long flight.

Overall, I am satisfied with this trip home.

Liu Jin had done everything he should do, and he had no regrets.

next year……

Let’s talk about next year’s matters next year!
He still bought a first-class ticket and fell asleep as soon as he got on the plane.

When I woke up, I was still in heaven.

I asked the flight attendant and found out it would take several more hours to reach Charles de Gaulle Airport.

Liu Jin pulled out the materials he had obtained from the memorial hall from his backpack and read them carefully under the dim light. He had already read these materials several times.

He had already memorized some of the content.

As for the question of concentration camps...

When Liu Jin was at home, he had some discussions with Mela and Chloe through MSN software.

If you write about concentration camps, you are fictionalizing history.

But if you don’t write it, it will seem like there is no tension!

Mela believes that concentration camps are necessary!
As for the reaction of the Japanese side after the work is completed?
Art comes from life and is higher than life...

This is a novel, a literary work, and everything should serve the story.

“You can contact some survivors, and the more influential ones.

For example, Mr. Werner... Believe me, he would be willing to stand up for you! After Schindler's List, Jews need more works like this to tell the world about the suffering they have endured and gain support.

Pianists are the product of this need.”

Meera showed a depth in her words that she had never shown before.

Chloe said, "Are you kidding me, Werner? The former finance minister of the Lighthouse Country? Why are we letting him speak on the stage?"

"As long as he's Jewish, he'll take the platform."

"What do you mean?"

"What they mean is that they don't need the truth. They just need the world to feel that they are owed something."

On MSN, Mela and Chloe were arguing fiercely.

"Chloë isn't in Toulouse?"

Liu Jin asked.

"Yes, she's in the living room."

"Then what are you guys arguing about on MSN? Go ahead and beat her up..."

"Amos, you're dead."

After that, the two never appeared again.

Lesbians, showing off their love.

They were in the same room, but they were still communicating using MSN.

But Mela's idea coincided with Liu Jin's.

They can deny the Nanjing Massacre, they can fabricate lies and refuse to acknowledge the war of aggression against China.

Then let’s have a magic showdown!
In this bombardment, the Japanese are actually not important, the victims are the key.

But do you really think they care about the truth?

They just need to portray themselves as victims to the world, that's enough!

So, does it matter whether there were concentration camps or not?
If they say yes, then it is there, even if they don’t.

The mouthpiece of the Western world is in their hands, and they can fabricate lies at will, just like they did to smear China.

Liu Jin didn't think that the victims would let them go just because they were dogs from the Lighthouse Country.

The future Ermao is the most obvious example.

If this story could tear a piece of flesh off Xiao Shi’s life…I guess those black hats would be even happier.

As for me?
I'm just a writer.

Just a Chinese writer who sympathizes with the victims.

What evil thoughts could I have?

So, I must write a novel!
As for how to get the victims to take the stage...

In fact, there is room for maneuver.

Take your time, don't rush!
……

Looking at the information in his hand, Liu Jin's mind was not on it.

The plane landed smoothly at Charles de Gaulle Airport.

Liu Jin packed his luggage and walked out of the cabin with the crowd.

He has a Chinese passport, so he can only go through the foreigner channel.

However, he was recognized when passing through customs security.

After all, he had been on TV, a national variety show, and had appeared in numerous newspapers. Even though Chinese people looked similar to Westerners, the customs officer recognized Liu Jin's identity at first sight.

"Amos, welcome back!"

The security officer greeted Liu Jin with a smile.

Snapped!
A customs clearance stamp was stamped on Liu Jin's passport.

Hey!

My story has just begun...

The smile on Liu Jin's face looked particularly bright.

……

(End of this chapter)