"He's been back in Harbin for a while." Vasily replied.

"I didn't see him. It is dangerous for him to return to Harbin now. Don't you know that? He's easily exposed. Xiaobao said angrily to Vasily.

"But who else can you trust but him?" Vasily said.

"And you." Xiaobao replied angrily.

Vasily was stunned for a moment. He didn't know if his superiors would really send him to Harbin, which was in crisis, if he heard Xiaobao's words.

"For Zhang Fengguang's safety, but also for my safety. I am open to a new person to contact me. Xiaobao also said helplessly.

"Okay, I'll report to my superiors as soon as possible." Vasily nodded.

"Something to say quickly. After a long time, it will make Toshiro Wankura suspicious. He's amazing. Xiaobao said to Vasily.

"We know him. He also has detailed information about him at headquarters. Vasily nodded.

"What? You want to kill him? Xiaobao asked.

"No, it won't. The last time it was just an accident. After all, you all have diplomatic status. Although I know that you are intelligence officers. Vasily said.

"Besides, if he dies, you can't get out of it. Isn't your mission this time to keep him safe? Vasily continued.

"Toshiro Wankura is the most talented Japanese I've seen so far. Such people are the most dangerous. Xiaobao said.

"Of course we want to kill him, what can you do?" Vasily asked.

"There is a Russian girl in the Russian restaurant on Gogol Street in Harbin, and she has a good relationship with Toshiro Wankura. He will definitely go there when he returns to Harbin. But soon, he may be going to Germany. Xiaobao replied.

"Okay, I'll report to my superiors." Vasily nodded.

Two minutes later, Xiaobao walked out of the bathroom alone. Vasily was still alone inside.

"Russian? This little bastard! One mouth can see his heart. Vasily muttered to himself in the bathroom.

Xiaobao returned to the carriage and saw Wancang Shourou looking at him with a smile: "I was in a hurry when I went, and I came back steadily." ”

"I drank both bottles of kvass alone." Xiaobao said embarrassedly.

"Ready, the train will be over the bridge in a few moments. Let's observe as much as we can. Toshiro Wankura said, pointing to the seat across from him.

Xiaobao walked over and sat across from Toshiro Wankura, looking out the window.

"This is the plan first proposed by the Jiamusi Branch of the Intelligence Department of the Kwantung Army. Use a special dinghy with a special bomb on it to sneak close to the bridge to blast. It's better to blow up the bridge all at once. Toshiro Wankura explained.

Xiaobao knows some of these plans. All were prepared for the outbreak of war between the USSR and Japan. In other words, it was prepared for the Kwantung Army's attack on the USSR. Most of them were aimed at Soviet transport lines, with an emphasis on railways.

The big iron bridge can already be seen in the distance. Lying on the Heilongjiang River like a monster. However, it will be some time before the train goes around.

Xiaobao peeked at Kura Shoulang. Toshiro Wankura was looking out the window intently.

To be sure, Toshiro Wankura is not as arrogant and domineering as the average Japanese. He's also good to Xiaobao. After returning to Harbin after this mission, Wankura Shoulang should still say good things for Xiaobao in front of the high-level officials of the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department.

Po tells Vasily the address of the restaurant he frequented that Toshiro Wankura had accidentally revealed to him. If the Soviet intelligence agencies wanted to attack Wankura Shourou, with their ability, as long as Wankura Shourou appeared there, it would definitely not be possible to come out alive.

Xiaobao didn't understand any big truths, but he instinctively felt that Japanese people like Wankura Toshiro were really dangerous people.

"Look, look!" Wankura said in a low voice and excitedly. He said as he spread out his notebook and prepared to draw something on the paper later.

The bridge has appeared diagonally in front of the car window.

"Don't look at the deck, keep an eye on the piers. See where you can place explosives. Wancang Shourou told Xiaobao.

In winter, the Heilongjiang River level drops a lot, and most of the piers of the bridge are exposed. If it's summer, a lot of the exposed areas will be soaked in water at that time. However, the water marks on the piers still roughly mark the approximate location of the water surface in summer.

The piers of the bridge can only be seen for a little more than a minute. When the train came up to the bridge, there was nothing to see.

With his head down, Toshiro Akira quickly drew a sketch of the pier part of the bridge on paper.

Xiaobao sat on the side and watched quietly. Watch as Toshiro Wankura's hand deftly draws the details of the bridge piers.

After finishing drawing, he carefully tore the sketch out of his notebook and folded it into a small note.

"Xiao Baojun, hide it on you. Please! This is the most important part of our mission. Wankura Shoulang solemnly handed the note to Xiaobao and said.

Xiaobao took the note and stuffed it into the gap that the suit had prepared in advance.

Toshiro Wankura lay on the bed with peace of mind as if he were his life's work, smiling with relief.

"Such a big balloon!" Xiaobao looked out the window and said.

"That's an airballoon. Although it was now a time of peace in the Far East, the Soviet Union would not let its guard down. Toshiro Wankura replied.

The train crosses the bridge and heads south. Japan has a consulate in Vladivostok. This is also the last stop for Toshiro Wankura and Xiaobao. Then I took a boat to Busan, North Korea. Then take the train from Busan back to Harbin.

"There is basically nothing to see in the period between now and Vladivostok. Even if we want to see it, the Soviets won't let us see it. Wankura said to Xiaobao.

The strategic plan of the Kwantung Army was to halve the Far East of the Soviet Union from the Heilongjiang River to the north. And now the area where the train travels is cut off. It was the area where the Kwantung Army was the last to cross the Ussuri River to attack.

This strategic plan was almost public, and the Soviets knew about it.

"Xiao Baojun, I am also a child of a poor Japanese family. I studied hard and was admitted to Tokyo Imperial University, and then went to the United States to study. You can, too. Toshiro Wankura said expectantly.

"When I first arrived in the United States, I was stunned to see people drinking milk like water. When it's all over, I'll open a big ranch in Manchuria. Raise a few hundred cows so that more children can drink milk. Wankura said with a smile.

"It's a pity, my child is Manchurian. Naturally, you won't be able to drink your milk. Xiaobao pretended to be regretful and said.

Wankura Shouro was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "In my heart, there is no difference between you and the Japanese. Of course, your child is also Japanese. ”

Listen to what you mean, the Japanese and the Chinese are still different. Xiaobao thought to himself, but didn't say it.