"So now I'm not from the Jining branch, am I?" Xiaobao asked.

"It's not even now, when Captain Anmu returns to Jining, the order is officially issued. But you can rest now. Hideko Kono replied.

"I want to go home first. When I was on the task of receiving intelligence at the Hengdao Hezi Branch, it was very cold in the field, and I relied on two roe deer skins to carry it. I want to bring the roe deer skin to Fukada. Fukada's hometown is also very cold, so let's give it to his parents when Fukada returns to Japan. When Xiaobao said this, he looked sad and sad.

"Yes, but quickly. We'll be back to Chinine soon, too. Hideko Kono thought for a moment and said.

When Japanese soldiers died in battle, they would be burned into ashes and sent back to China in jars. Keep a strand of hair or a fingernail as a memento of your loved one.

Xiaobao walked around Dong'an for most of the day before he bought four jars that looked similar on the outside. And he bought a blanket and put four jars in it. and bought a mule.

Xiaobao doesn't feel distressed when he spends money, this little money is nothing. The big money is still to come.

Xiaobao laid the blanket containing the four jars across the mule. Riding a mule, he hurried south.

He's still down the old path. Cross the Muling River Bridge to the south, turn to the West Three Shuttles, and the two of them cross the Heng Mountain and go to the Suifen River.

Along the way, there was a Japanese military uniform as a tiger skin, and Xiaobao walked unimpeded. Even when he met the Kwantung Army, he did not shy away from it. Just take out the documents of the Intelligence Department of the Kwantung Army and show them, and these officers and soldiers will be released immediately. Some Kwantung soldiers saw the four jars on the mule and saluted him solemnly.

Xiaobao has walked proudly along the way. People are cheap, the better your attitude, the more tempered he is, and the more tempered you are, the better his attitude. This is Xiaobao's summary.

Two days later, he came to the Big Belly River from the trail. The closer he got to the fork in the road, the harder his heart was beating.

God forbid, don't let my bamboo basket be empty.

There were very few pedestrians on this path, and since there were 130,000 Kwantung troops in Dongning, even bandits did not show their heads.

When he came to the three-way intersection, Xiaobao found a tree and tied the mule. Remove the blanket from the mule's back and walk towards the tree he had marked.

Squatting under the tree, Xiaobao picked up the soil with trembling hands. It wasn't until his fingers touched a hard object that his heart was completely let go.

Opening the oilcloth bag, there was no rust on the body of the four pistols.

This is also thanks to the fact that it is not yet the rainy season. Otherwise, it's hard to say.

Xiaobao threw Du Laosan's gun back into the pit, Du Laosan's southern 14th pistol has a number on it and cannot be used. The other three pistols are all well-known gun brand pickers, and Xiao Poke is reluctant to throw them.

Xiaobao wrapped the three guns in oilcloth. Then tuck it into the blanket.

Anthony's shirt was covered in mold and had begun to rot.

Xiaobao opened the lid of the jar, and then pulled out the gold bars one by one and put them into the jar. When the three jars were roughly filled, there were no more gold bars on the shirt.

After doubling the shirt and pinching it, and making sure that there was no more, Xiaobao repeatedly touched the pit with his hand and did not find the gold bar, so he stopped.

And he took the bars of gold from the three jars and put them into the four jars, and covered them with earth, and covered them with lids.

Carefully put the jar into the blanket and level the pit. Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief.

Take the mule and put the blanket on the mule's back. The mule felt the weight and twisted its neck.

"It's only thirty or forty pounds, and you can't carry it?" Po slapped the mule's butt.

Riding on the mule, Xiaobao pulled out the pistol on his waist, opened the safe, and walked in the direction of the small camp.

It is more than 100 miles from the Big Belly River to the Hengdao River. Along the way, Xiaobao only rested once, feeding the horses and drinking them. It took less than a day to rush back to Hengdaohezi.

When he saw Fan Wengui's house from afar, no, it should be his Qian Xiaobao's house, Xiaobao felt a trace of warmth in his heart. Finally home. The fly in the ointment is that there is only one old man waiting for him at home.

Xiaobao led the mule into the yard and saw Erya actually chopping wood in the yard.

"You got another mule?" Erya asked.

I haven't seen each other for a long time, and as soon as I meet, I ask the mule!

Xiaobao said angrily: "What's so good about a mule? And it can't be bred. ”

Unexpectedly, Erya suddenly turned red and glared at him angrily.

"Hurry up and get something delicious, today I want to have a good drink with the second master to relieve fatigue and get a good night's sleep." I'm exhausted. Xiaobao said.

"Whatever you want to eat, you can make it yourself! I don't serve monkeys! The second girl said with a gun and a stick.

Xiao Bao's mind was not on this at all, and he took off the blanket from the mule's back, put it on his shoulder, and strode into the house.

Second Master Qi was sitting cross-legged on the kang smoking a cigarette.

There was a fireplace and a fire in this house.

The fireplace is Western, and the ondol is a specialty of the Tohoku. What the hell is going on? Xiaobao thought to himself.

Xiaobao didn't say hello to Second Master Qi, he gently opened the closet and put the blanket inside.

Xiaobao's movements were very light, but he still made a thump.

"What's so heavy?" Second Master Qi asked slowly.

"I bought four jars of pickles for your old man, and I am diligent and thrifty. It's enough for your old man to eat for half a year," Xiaobao said with a grin.

There was the sound of pots and pans outside, it should be Erya cooking. It's just that the movement makes a mountain sound, and it seems that Erya's anger has not disappeared.

"Are you messing with Erya?" Second Master Qi asked.

"No wow, she'll be like that as soon as I come back." Xiaobao is also the second monk who is confused.

When eating, the air was very dull, and Erya kept her face gloomy and didn't say a word.

Seeing that the rice in Qi Erye's bowl was gone, Erya silently took the bowl and added rice to Qi Erye.

Xiaobao is interesting, and he eats his own fart.

Second Master Qi didn't see it if he didn't see it.

After eating, Xiaobao went out and saw that the mule had been tied up and fed with grass. He knew that it was done by Erya.

After eating, cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Erya went back to the room to rest. There are only two people left, Xiaobao and Qi Erye.

"Second master, you haven't found anything in this house these days?" Xiaobao asked in a low voice.

"A little family can deceive the thief." Second Master Qi snorted in his nose. He pointed to the fireplace with the rod of his cigarette pouch, "just down there."

Po walked over and removed the ashes from the fireplace. Second Master Qi pulled out four bricks. An iron plate was exposed underneath.

Xiaobao flipped over the iron plate, and a black hole was revealed.

Xiaobao reached out and touched it for a while, and took out a box, which was heavy.

"It's all in there." Second Master Qi said.

Xiaobao opened the box, and there were hundreds of Yuan Datou neatly stacked inside, as well as a thick stack of sheep tickets.

"Being a policeman in Manchukuo is a lot of oil." Second Master Qi sighed and said.