is still the familiar Western building behind the Hundred Flowers House, or the blonde and blue-eyed foreigner housekeeper, and the same is still the chubby Boss Zhu and the simple Gao Yaozu.

"Master, look at this Geng Chaozhong...

Gao Yaozu explained to Zhu Muyun about Geng Chaozhong's cleaning up of Wang Peng and practicing guns with him.

"Yes, he has a cheeky face, knows how to take advantage of the situation, is a character, and is worth cultivating. Looks like I'm not wrong! Zhu Muyun listened to Gao Yaozu's report and gave Geng Chaozhong a 16-word evaluation.

"The master's vision is naturally good, but I always feel that this guy has something to hide from us. Especially his marksmanship, it's amazing! It's impossible not to practice! Gao Yaozu reminded Zhu Muyun.

"You know the! The land of Yan and Zhao's four battles, the people are still martial, and there have been many heroes and heroes since ancient times, what is so strange about having a talent? If he doesn't know anything, what do I want him to do?! It's better now, it's civil and martial, and there are means, which can be used greatly! Zhu Muyun had an expression on his face that he had picked up the treasure.

"Young Master, what Yaozu said also makes sense, do you want to test it a few more times, or send someone to his hometown to have a look?" The old housekeeper next to him was also a little uneasy.

"Vaxin, don't you know, now that the Republic of China has established four major municipalities, talents from small places across the country have come to the big cities to find opportunities. Some went to Beiping, some went to Shanghai, and naturally some came to Qingdao, which of them has no secrets in their hometown? Maybe you kill someone or offend a powerful person in your hometown, which is a normal thing. Zhu Muyun paused and said:

"I also heard that the CC department is expanding, and Liu Yiban is now recruiting people from all over the country to enrich the team, and he is not afraid? What am I afraid of?! Zhu Muyun waved his hand, looking disapproving.

"The most important thing is that these people have never seen the world in a small place, they are all blank sheets of paper, and you can dye whatever color you want! Screening? Tens of thousands of people come every year, and everyone sends someone to his hometown to check out, do you want to do anything else? ”

"However, it's always a hidden danger......" Gao Yaozu was still a little worried.

"It doesn't matter, let's analyze: first, he is definitely not Japanese, the Baoding dialect can't be faked, he is tall, his toes are not sewn, and he must not have worn clogs. Second, he definitely hasn't been in a gang, his bear appearance is definitely not pretending, he really hasn't killed anyone and seen blood. Third, he is certainly not the Kuomintang, at least not the right wing of the Kuomintang, if you think about it, yesterday he could write the words of helping the workers and peasants, except for the Communist Party, that is, the left wing of the Kuomintang, but it is also impossible, if it is a leftist, this aspect is very sensitive, he has not had time to hide, how can he write it on the manuscript? ”

Zhu Muyun broke it one by one to analyze.

"Then he must be a Red Party?" Gao Yaozu was taken aback, "Boss, the Red Party is a big trouble!" Do you want me to do him!? ”

Gao Yaozu waved his right hand and made a knife splitting motion.

", you stupid boy, who said he was a Red Party? If the leftists dare not write, the Red Party will not dare to write it, can you use your brains in everything? You've spent all your cleverness on stealing things and stabbing people with knives, and you're too confused, too confused, hey. Zhu Muyun had an expression of hatred that iron could not become steel.

"Then how did he write this?" Gao Yaozu asked with a shy face.

"What's so strange about that? In the Northern Expedition a few years ago, the Red Party had a great influence at the grassroots level, and many young people were somewhat red, especially those who were born in peasant families. I've read a few Red Party books, which is normal, and the key is whether he can be used by me. ”

"And the most important one, motivation. Why did he need to lurk around a small police station chief like me? Besides, how did he know I was going to take a fancy to him? So don't worry about it at all, I've thought it through. ”

Zhu Muyun pondered, and after another moment, he began to instruct Gao Yaozu:

"Usually you have more contact with him, and he will teach him what knives, guns, fists and feet he wants to learn, and see if he is this material, I will be of great use in the future."

"Okay, disciple understands." Gao Yaozu responded.

"Also, come here, I'll tell you something, isn't that shoe store vacant? If you do this, go to Geng Chaozhong first, and then ......"

Zhu Muyun called Gao Yaozu to the front for a while, and then waved his hand: "Okay, you go out!" I'm sleepy. ”

Watching Gao Yaozu go out, the old housekeeper behind Zhu Muyun spoke again: "Young Master, do you really think that Geng Chaozhong can be used by us?" ”

"Yes, at least in faith, he leans toward us." Zhu Muyun said categorically.

However, his inclination toward Marxism in his beliefs does not mean that he leaned toward the Soviet Bolsheviks in action, which are two different things. Besides, his thinking is still very immature, and perhaps he is only influenced by a little Marxism. What's more, we are not completely in agreement with the CCP in many aspects. The old butler said.

"Isn't it enough that it's not exactly the same, in other words, it's mostly the same?" Zhu Muyun smiled.

"Well, at least it's better than Jiang and them......" The old butler sighed, "Young Master, are you really not planning to return to China?" China is too dangerous! ”

"Hehe, isn't it dangerous to go back to China? Don't you know what you're doing in China right now? Zhu Muyun sneered.

The old butler was silent.

"No, it's not that I don't want to go back, but I can't......" Zhu Muyun looked up at the moon in the sky.

"Vasin, you know, I was born in China since I was a child, my father was also born in China, everything I have is about China, you say, can I still be considered a Russian? Just a grandfather of Russian nationality who I have never met, I can't find any sense of belonging at all! Every time someone comes back to my hometown to do a review, they will ask me: Whose descendant are you? I will all answer: descendants of the glorious Peter the Great. Yes, that's right, but in the dead of night, I ask myself: I'm wearing a long shirt and a horse coat, eating roasted sea cucumbers with green onions, chewing white flour buns, I can't swallow a mouthful of Russian leba, am I really a Russian? ”

Zhu Muyun's white face showed an expression tangled in the bone marrow, this is an indescribable and inexplicable pain, maybe only in the face of this old family who grew up with him since childhood, he would say these words that he would never say to another person.

"Young master," the old butler groaned, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face, "I understand you, don't say it's you, even I can't figure out who I am." You know, I've been in China a lot longer than you, but you have to make a choice, don't you? ”

"It's different, you weren't born in this land, you don't have black hair and black eyes, and you'll never understand my pain." Zhu Muyun shook his head annoyedly, "Forget it, it's not interesting to talk about this, let's take a step at a time!"

"Okay, young master."

The old butler stopped talking, and Zhu Muyun stopped talking, and the two of them looked at the moon in the sky quietly, like two statues bathed in the moonlight, but if you look at it from the back, they are more like two wisps of ghosts wandering in the night.......