Chapter 594 The Origin of the Black Organization (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

Sakaki raised his head and looked at the towering arc cave ceiling, the rotten wooden table, the complicated wiring, and the white mice soaked in formalin solution.

I couldn't help but open my mouth wide and couldn't speak.

The off-white walls, mottled and worn, and the messy documents on the table are all reports on the APTX project experiment.

He never expected

Karasuma Renya actually built a fortress beneath her house! ! !

The empty fortress was filled with collapsed tables, chairs, books, and lamps, and dust visible to the naked eye was floating in the air.

This is a completely enclosed space. In order to prevent people from suffocating, Karasuma Renya installed a huge air filter here.

Sakaki looked at the hole drilled in the wall. Inside was a glass jar the size of a human head. After brushing off the dust, the white mice, green snakes, and turtles inside were lifelike, with no sign of decay.

It should be noted that what is brewed in the glass jar is not a tonic wine!

Oh no.

In a sense, formalin is also considered a great supplement.

Drinking it will keep you young forever and freeze your life forever.

The fortress built by Renya Karasuma was a mile long, and it took Sakaki Makoto ten minutes to walk from start to finish.

At the end, Sakaki felt a little boring.

All the useful things in it have been completely emptied, and the documents left behind are all insignificant, just a few words, and can't provide any clues at all.

but.

There is no doubt that the fortress was once an underground research institute.

In addition to the research equipment that cannot be moved, there is also an ammunition depot specially used to store weapons. Pry open the green wooden box covered with straw, which is full of Mosin Nagant rifles, Bobosha submachine guns, and Arisaka 38 rifles. , melon grenades and the like.

It has been well oiled and maintained and should still be usable.

but

Sakaki didn't dare to touch those grenades, who knows if they have expired or not.

The fortress is a dead end. If you go to the end, you will reach the end. There is no second door.

Strangely enough, Sakaki didn't find a single corpse here. It seemed that Renya Karasuma had not caused any massacre.

"Hey, log?"

While looking through the information, Sakaki found a diary written by a researcher named Yoshio Murakami on a desk.

[May 24, 1952. Today, the water pipe in the institute burst and leaked a lot of water. Even my shoes were wet. I have had enough of being imprisoned underground! 】

[May 27, 1952. The water pipe was repaired today. The boss brought us some canned beef and fresh fish. They tasted very good. He also gave us a bonus. The boss is such a good person. For his care, I will continue to work hard! 】

[June 1, 1952, damn it! That kid from Tanaka got the wrong amount of medicine, which made everyone's efforts go in vain today! But the boss was very nice and didn't punish him. He smiled and patted his shoulder, telling him it didn't matter and he would keep up the good work. 】

[On June 2, 1952, a letter came from Tanaka’s family. His mother was seriously ill, and his boss agreed to let him go home for the first time! The boss is such a good person! 】

[On June 7, 1952, I heard that American soldiers were leaving our land! What a lucky day, the boss also allowed us to have a drink! 】

American soldiers?

Seeing this, Sakaki raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized.

On August 15, 1945, Japan announced its unconditional surrender, and the war came to an end.

However, as a defeated country, American soldiers set foot on Japanese soil and occupied Japan alone on the grounds of ensuring the integrity of Japan's territory and social system. It was not until the signing of the contract in San Francisco on September 8, 1951 that Japan National sovereignty was restored.

The effective date of this contract was April 28, 1952, which was one month different from the time on the log.

after all

Retreating troops also needs to be divided into batches and timed. With so many people, it is impossible to leave at will.

[On June 9, 1952, the boss asked us to hide the research materials, and then brought two Americans into the underground research institute. The leader was a blond woman in her 30s. I heard her name was Amanda Hughes. The daughter of a big capitalist is so beautiful! If only I could marry her as my wife! 】

[June 10, 1952, that young man named John Stelling is so annoying! Always asking questions! The boss treats us very well, so how can we say things that he won't let us say? The boss gives out bonus again! 】

[June 18, 1952, thank God! The two Americans finally left! They seemed very satisfied and even signed a contract, saying that they would send outstanding researchers from the United States to assist us! 】

Sakaki kept flipping through the logs and found that there was no information about the APTX project recorded in them. Most of them were about what he had eaten today and who was in trouble.

It seems

This researcher named Yoshio Murakami used the diary as a tool to vent his complaints.

The diary is very thick, but I don’t write something every day, intermittently, and the date is getting closer and closer.

All useless logs were ignored by Sakaki Cheng.

until

[January 1, 1956, today is New Year’s Day! I haven't been back home for more than 4 years. I really want to go home. The boss brought us rice cakes. It's so delicious! By the way, I heard that my boss’s boss’s health condition is getting worse and worse, and he is already lying on the hospital bed! 】

[On March 4, 1956, something happened up there. The boss looked so ugly! 】

[March 5, 1956, good news! The boss said we can leave the dark and damp underground! He built a new research institute, it seems to be named right! Hakuba Pharmaceutical! ]

[March 11, 1956, Oh my God! It turns out that we are not going to Hakuba Pharmaceutical, but a research institute in Kanagawa Prefecture! But it doesn’t matter, just being able to leave here is fine. The white mice reproduce too fast! And my wife, I really envy them! ]

[May 5, 1956, the boss’s boss died! We have to start moving, and it’s very hasty. I heard that the annoying young man John Stelling is coming! ]

[May 6, 1956, this should be the last time I write a diary, because I don’t know what the boss is thinking, he insisted that we give up useless things and move quickly with only research materials. Oh, the director said that the Self-Defense Forces are coming. What? ! It’s bad, it’s bad, I have to leave quickly, the research here must not be discovered, otherwise the world will be in chaos! ]

This is the last page of the diary.

After reading it, Makoto Sakaki fell into deep thought.

As he expected, this was the first generation research institute of the Black Organization and also its origin.

The boss of the boss is naturally Karasuma Renya, but

who is the boss in the diary?

A figure from more than 40 years ago

Pisk? Rum?

Makoto Sakaki only knew that these two were the older backbones of the organization.

Of course, it might be someone else.

Click!

At this moment, the light above his head suddenly went out, the sound of the generator and air filter gradually disappeared, and the surroundings fell into darkness and silence.

"Huh?!"

Makoto Sakaki narrowed his eyes and put the diary in his arms.

Someone came in!