The big man patted Xiaobao on the shoulder: "Thank you, brother." ”

"It's nothing, I'm used to saving you. Just count it in your own hearts. Xiaobao said.

"When you go out, you have to be careful with everything. If you can't do it, you will come back, it's a big deal that everyone dies together. Xiaobao finally said to the big man.

Such a loud consolation from the people alarmed the head of the agency, Yanagida Motozo. He also had to hurry to thank him. After shaking hands with Director Yang of the National Police Agency and the president of the Concord Association, he said some nonsense about the Japanese-Manchurian Concord building a royal paradise.

In the past, during the period of frequent anti-Japanese activities, many Japanese people died. Even the bombing of the special high school building two months ago killed many Japanese. But none of them received the same courtesy as they do today. Yanagida Motozo's heart is very satisfied, and he also feels very bright.

Director Yang of the National Police Agency shook hands with Yanagida and talked a few more words, and finally put his mind at ease.

Hundreds of paper figures and paper horses were piled up in the clearing, as high as a hill. When lit, the flames flew and could be seen by people from miles away.

People who came to see it from all over the world came to see the excitement, and the crowd was crowded. The gendarmerie police who maintain order simply can't stop it.

A carriage left the venue without a sound.

Zhang Fengguang's last words to Xiaobao before leaving were: "You are alone in Harbin during this time, you must be cautious." Do less and move less! ”

Xiaobao nodded and watched the carriage leave. Although they came out of the heavily guarded Harbin, Zhang Fengguang and their journey was by no means smooth.

On the way back to Harbin, thousands of people were crowded. People were talking happily about what they had seen today.

Xiaobao sat in a carriage. The carriage was squeezed to the side of the road and could not move at all. From a distance, Xiaobao looks like staying on an isolated island.

A black sedan honked its horn frantically and squirmed forward like a snail. The car drove slowly beside Xiaobao.

"The person in the carriage is Qian Xiaobao, right?" Yanagida asked as he sat in the car.

Daxi Yanyi hurriedly replied, "Yes, it's him." In fact, today it was all caused by him. So many citizens held a memorial ceremony for the martyrs of the Kwantung Army, and the Intelligence Department of the Kwantung Army was the first! ”

Yanagida nodded approvingly.

Xiaobao returned home tired and saw Ulyanova sitting in the living room drinking tea and waiting for him. On the other side, Aunt Chang and Director Yang's wife sat together and whispered affectionately.

"Mr. Qian is back." Mrs. Yang hurriedly stood up and said. One of her chubby faces smiled chrysanthemumly.

Xiaobao also greeted her with a smile. Such a person cannot be offended, and he may be able to use it at some point.

"This young lady has been waiting for you for a long time." Aunt Chang pointed to Ulyanova and said.

"Shouldn't you be resting at home when you just came back from a mission?" Xiaobao asked.

"Yes. However, I told you before I went on a mission that I wanted to help Miss Kobayashi find a suitable house. Miss Kobayashi can't come, so let's go and have a look. Ulyanova replied.

"What's wrong with Kobayashi? I heard you two weren't hurt, huh? Xiaobao hurriedly asked.

"Armor-piercing shells pierced through the steel plates and flew around in the cabin. Some people were fine just now, but their flesh and blood flew in the blink of an eye. She was scared sick. Ulyanova pouted.

"She shouldn't have been to the battlefield before at all. I haven't seen the scene of bullets firing each other. She's not as good as you in this regard. Xiaobao shook his head and sighed.

Aunt Chang and Mrs. Yang heard the conversation between Xiaobao and Ulyannova, and their faces were pale and they watched the two of them walk out of the house.

Ulyanova led Xiaobao to Tiandi Street and entered a small alley. She walked like a small fish in the alley.

"I lived here when I was a kid. In fact, the house we are looking at now turned out to be my house. But there was really no money, so my mother had to sell the house. I grew up watching the house I lived in get smaller and smaller, and the things in the house became less and less. Ulyanova said sadly.

"All this blames the damned Bolsheviks!" Ulyanova said through gritted teeth.

"You can't blame the Bolsheviks all the time. You see, many Jews also had nothing when they first arrived in Harbin, but slowly their lives got better and better. Xiaobao disagrees with Ulyanova's statement.

"Can we be the same as the Jews who got into the eyes of money? I'm a nobleman! We can't do those things about the Jews! Ulyanova barked like a cat with its tail stepped on.

Seeing Ulyanova like this, Xiaobao suddenly remembered Josia. Josiah is the man who sells his body to anyone who can afford it. Ulyanova sold her soul to the Japanese. Because both the Japanese and she had a common enemy - the USSR.

"The man who bought my house was a Jew. He bought the house and rented it out. In recent years, the business has become bigger and bigger, and he has bought several properties. Ulyanova said these words with contempt and hatred for the Jews in her tone.

Ulyanova stood in front of a small western-style building, looked at the house full of memories of her childhood with great attachment, and knocked on the door.

A man in his fifties opened the door and nodded slightly awkwardly to Ulyanova and Xiaobao.

"I thought you weren't coming, so there's already a new guest coming to see the house." The man said in blunt Chinese.

Ulyanova's face turned ugly. She walked quickly into the living room and saw a man and a woman standing there, looking at her and Xiaobao who was following her with surprised eyes.

Talented and beautiful, it's really a good match. This was Xiaobao's first thought after seeing these two people.

The man looks like he is about thirty years old, and he is elegant and bookish. The fitted suit looks like it's on his body. He just looked at Ulyanova, who was full of anger, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

The woman was dressed in a satin cotton cheongsam, and her long, slightly permed hair hung down her shoulders. The fair-skinned and beautiful face showed disdain.

"This house was booked by us first. You can leave. Ulyanova said coldly.

The woman didn't speak at first, she lowered her head, took out a piece of paper from the small pocket under the armpit of the cheongsam, raised it and said, "I'm from the Security Bureau." You can go. ”

"Don't do that! Don't use power to overwhelm people, but be reasonable. The man hurriedly pressed the woman's hand and said. Then he raised his head and said to Xiaobao and Ulyanova: "I'm sorry, my wife is just angry. Why don't you talk about it yourself? ”

Ulyanova also took out the evidence from her pocket silently, and also followed the example of the woman just now, raised her voice and said: "I'm sorry, I'm from the Intelligence Department of the Kwantung Army." Now you're good to go! ”