The hostess didn't sleep all night. Mobile //m.. She first buried five gold bars in the soot of the stove pit. Then she went back to her room and lay down on the bed, her eyes on the ceiling.

An hour later, the proprietress sat up again and hurried downstairs to pick up the gold bars from the soot. If you forget that there is a gold bar underneath the soot and pour it out with the soot.

She hid the gold bars in a rice bag again, and returned half an hour later. What if the rat bites the bag and drags the gold bar away?

This time the proprietress put the gold bars in the pickle jar. But it wasn't long before she came back again and fished out the gold bars. The brine of pickles doesn't soak the gold bars, does it?

This night, the proprietress kept tossing. She didn't feel safe where the five gold bars were placed.

The next morning, Xiaobao was stunned when she saw the proprietress of the proprietress .

"What's wrong? This night is gone, and you feel like you've been in prison for half a year. Xiaobao asked in surprise.

"It's all about your five gold bars! Alas, it seems that I am not the life of a rich man. The proprietress lamented.

"What are you? Don't you see the person who burns the bun with a hundred dollars on him? You're much better than them. Xiaobao said with a smile.

Kobayashi woke up very early today. She walked out of the house in a military uniform and carrying a leather-specific medical kit.

She beckoned a rickshaw down the street.

"Go to Temple Street, hurry." Kobayashi Xun said simply.

The Kwantung Army built a shrine near Nangang Temple Street to worship the soldiers who died in Manchukuo. The spiritual seat of Kobayashi's elder brother Kobayashi Juncao is also placed here.

Kobayashi got off in front of the Harbin Shrine. She walked up to the soldiers guarding the shrine gate and pulled out her ID.

The soldier glanced at Kobayashi Xun suspiciously, few people came to the shrine so early to worship. But this is not the focus of precautions, and there is no problem with Kobayashi's documents, so he still let him go immediately.

Kobayashi walked along the long corridor of the shrine all the way in. All she saw was a few Japanese women who got up in the morning to clean.

She walked into the room where Kobayashi's tablet and columbarium box were kept. There are hundreds of tablets lined up in a dense row in the room.

Xiao Lin Xun walked to his brother's tablet and stood up, clasped his hands together, and patted them twice. Then she gently removed the tablet and took out the wooden box where the ashes were stored and opened it.

After Kobayashi Juncao was killed by the Soviet army, the bones were not found. So Kobayashi only put a photo in his brother's ashes box.

Xiao Lin Xun took out the photo inside, opened the medical box on his body, took out five gold bars wrapped in a handkerchief from inside, and put them in. And then quickly put everything back to the way it was.

Xiao Lin Xun clasped his hands together twice on the tablet, turned around and walked out.

Since Lieutenant General Hyojiro Kimura, chief of staff of the Kwantung Army, visited Babishi and other four engineers, the treatment of Babishi and others has skyrocketed. This is probably because the chief of staff, Lieutenant General Kimura, has specifically explained this.

Four people were arranged into more spacious and bright rooms. Fruit was also placed in the room.

Now, every morning, a large number of peasants come to Harbin to sell their wagons and donkey carts loaded with watermelons, melons, plums, and sand fruits. These things are very cheap.

Even such stingy Japanese people are reluctant to buy it to entertain guests. It was only because of the orders of Chief of Staff Kimura that it was bought for several engineers to eat.

Kazuyuki Okamoto is cautious, but Xiaobao is thick-skinned and doesn't care about that, picking up a melon from time to time and nibbling on it.

Old man Babiš drew a sketch on paper. Here's a zoomed-in view of some kind of part. It was something two or three centimeters long, with a rectangular two-millimeter-wide slit in the middle, and a small handle underneath. Fine scales are drawn on the edges of the gaps.

Babish even said that it took a long time to make a comparison, and Xiaobao realized that this was a small thing instead of thumb ranging.

When Xiaobao was in the mountains, he learned from the big cabinet that he used his thumb to estimate the distance before shooting. It is to put your thumb up in front of your eyes, close your left and right eyes in turn, and estimate the distance. Xiaobao has been practicing this since he was a child, and now he is very experienced.

Replace the thumb heel with the thumb-sized little thing of Babish, and the distance can be roughly estimated according to the distant scene, especially the size of the person on the scale.

However, it also takes a lot of practice.

In fact, what Xiaobao is most distressed about now is that when he is bearded, he can often fire two shots. You can shoot a roe deer pheasant or something without hitting someone, but now there are fewer opportunities to shoot.

Practice makes perfect, and if you don't shoot a gunman, you will be born. It's the same with distance measurement, which requires regular practice.

Most of the marksmanship is fed by bullets.

Regardless of whether this thing is good or not, the old man Babishi is attentive to himself. Xiaobao wants to express his gratitude when he has the opportunity.

"Captain Okamoto, how about I invite Babish and you to have a meal tonight?" Xiaobao asked.

"That's not going to work, it's strictly forbidden for them to go out for activities." Okamoto said in embarrassment.

"Since you can't go out, eat here! I went out in the afternoon to buy a few hard sticks and German sausages and came back. When the time comes, you let the guard in front of the gate check and let you go. Xiaobao said.

Kazuyuki Okamoto reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Xiaobao came home crookedly very late. He scolded Kazuyuki Okamoto as he walked. Japanese people are all like this, and they didn't squirm before drinking. After drinking, he counted the best at it, and sang and danced with a long ruler drawn in his hand as a katana. Seeing that Babish and the others had straight eyes.

I drank too much, and Xiaobao didn't notice that the proprietress was not at home at all. He went back to his room and fell asleep.

The proprietress was not at home, and she couldn't stand it anymore when she let Xiaobao toss the five gold bars.

Xiao Lin Xun went home at night, hurriedly changed his clothes, and went out in a hurry. She came to Schuldez Hospital according to the name of the hospital that Xiaobao said.

No one spares their lives. Nowadays, more and more people go to Western medicine after getting sick, instead of looking for Langzhong to take the pulse and drink Chinese medicine soup as before.

However, ordinary people in Harbin could not enter the hospitals of the Kwantung Army in Harbin at all. A few private hospitals run by Europeans and Japanese became the first choice for the wealthy in Harbin.

Among these hospitals, the hospital opened by the German Schuldez is very famous. There are hundreds of beds here, which is already a big hospital among the private hospitals in Harbin.

"Miss, what ward does Mr. Wan Hongtu live in?" Kobayashi Xun just walked into the hospital and asked a nurse he met.

"Wan Hongtu, is he hospitalized? Then he should be on the third floor. Miss go to the third floor and ask again. The nurse replied politely.

Xiao Lin Xun did not go directly to the third floor to find Wan Hongtu, but started from the first floor to find the location of the duty room.

The little bandit goes to the end of the world