The guests and hosts of the banquet were happy and dispersed. Of course, it was because Haoran sent Aunt Zhang and Yancui home diligently.

Xiaobao and Rolling Dragon Kuaima Zhang also took a boat chartered by Haoran from Sun Island to the other side.

Seeing Yu Haoran and Zhang's mother and daughter go away, Xiaobao asked Rolling Dilong: "Big brother, I think your mood today is not high." ”

"Brother, do you believe in karma?" The Rolling Dragon asked thoughtlessly.

"I believe it. But what our brothers are going to do won't be retributed, right? Xiaobao replied.

"The two Japanese officers I met before the meal were from the Kwantung Army's Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department. And their rank is not low. Do you know what they do? The Rolling Dragon asked.

Xiaobao shook his head and said he didn't know.

"So far this year, the Harbin Police Department has sent dozens of people to the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply. I heard from people inside the National Police Agency who knew what the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply does. They use living people to do research and work on viruses. The rolling dragon said.

"Who did you send to the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and Water Affairs? What's going on with the virus? Xiaobao asked.

"Most of them were anti-Manchu anti-Japanese elements. The virus is ......," the rolling dragon thought about how to phrase it to Xiaobao, a person who couldn't read big characters.

"Have you ever seen people who walked around the kiln and got bayberry sores? Bayberry sore, that's the virus. Typhoid fever is also a virus. The Japanese must be more powerful than this. Rolling Dragon said.

"They specialize in these things in a fenced area of three or four hundred acres in Pingfang Town, not far from Harbin. As long as they go in and are experimented, none of them will come out alive. This is the top secret of the Japanese. I have only heard that many people died with incomplete bones. The Rolling Dragon added.

Xiaobao's mood also became very bad.

"You're saying the two people you saw today did the same thing?" Xiaobao asked.

"It must be. The young man wore the rank of major in his twenties, and it was impossible for him to rise so quickly if he was an officer commanding the army. He must be engaged in research, and the more people like this, the more the Japanese attach importance to them. The rolling dragon said firmly.

Xiaobao and Rolling Dragon broke up on Yanjiang Street. He didn't hire a rickshaw, but walked back slowly alone.

As he walked, he wondered if anyone had been caught by his own hands. Probably not, but he has saved people.

Xiaobao was in the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army, but he didn't know anything about these things. It seems that it is indeed as the rolling dragon said, this is the top secret of the Japanese.

Xiaobao has always thought that although he does things for the Japanese, he has not done anything harmful. Today he was a little unsure.

Xiaobao is now walking on Thirty-six Zha Street, where there are few people, and now it is night and there is no one to see on the whole street except Xiaobao.

Xiaobao wants to go to Jingwei Street from here, and it is not far from home to walk southeast along Jingwei Street.

There was a sound of neat footsteps, and two Japanese soldiers with 38 rifles on their backs walked towards Xiaobao.

Xiaobao knew that this was the Japanese military police on patrol. These little treasures have long been used to it, but today I heard a little harsh footsteps.

The two Japanese military policemen stopped when they walked in front of Xiaobao, and the soldiers in front of them stretched out their hands to Xiaobao.

Xiaobao knew that he was going to check the so-called certificate of good citizenship. He took out his ID from his pocket and handed it to the soldier, who took it and looked at it and immediately returned it with both hands. Then there was another military salute.

"Here, here," Xiaobao suddenly said to the two soldiers. At the same time he pointed to the ditch on the side of the road.

The two soldiers immediately walked towards the ditch under the guidance of Xiaobao, a member of the Intelligence Department of the Kwantung Army. Walking to the ditch, the two of them looked down together, and at this moment, Xiaobao grabbed a person's neck behind the two people and pressed it towards the ditch!

Before the two Japanese military police could make a sound, they were already lying on their stomachs in the ditch. The heads of the two people were pressed into the sewage by Xiaobao. Only two people were still struggling desperately. Sewage splashed Xiaobao's face all over his body.

Xiaobao now has a hideous face, kneeling by the ditch and holding his hands rigidly. In just over a minute, the two Japanese gendarmes remained motionless.

Xiaobao stood up, took off his suit, wiped his face twice, and ran away. He is a little sober now, and he has done things too recklessly today.

Xiaobao ran across Thirty-six Zha Street and turned to Jingwei Street to stop his footsteps. There are a lot more people on this street than on Thirty-six Zha Street. It feels like the street lights are brighter too.

Xiaobao now understands the feeling of thieves when they steal something. He felt like everyone on the street was watching him. He lowered his head, took his suit, and pretended to walk casually.

Originally, walking along Jingwei Street would get closer and closer to home, but Xiaobao had to turn every time he reached a street corner. That night, Xiaobao walked and turned to a rickshaw, and got off the rickshaw and continued walking. He walked around Harbin for most of the time, and only returned home in the second half of the night with weak feet.

"Where did death go? Away from home all day! Aunt Chang scolded as soon as she saw Xiaobao. She feels more and more like a housewife now.

"I just finished drinking with my friends, do you have anything to eat at home?" Xiaobao asked.

"Still want to eat after drinking?" Aunt Chang asked with some surprise. She didn't know that Xiaobao spent half a night touring the night scene of Harbin, and she was already so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back.

"Oh, I didn't eat anything when I was drinking. I'm a little hungry now. Xiaobao said in disguise.

"Okay, you're meritorious! I'll do it for you. Aunt Chang said.

She sniffled when she passed by Xiaobao, "What smell, so stinky." Chances are, you're throwing up again. Aunt Chang said.

Xiaobao finds a clean set of clothes in the closet. He walked into the bathroom with his clothes, turned on the faucet and put water in the shower.

It's not the first time that Xiaobao has killed a Japanese. But there has never been such a panic before.

Today, after he heard the words of the rolling dragon, he always felt that there was a fire in his heart and there was no place to vent. He happened to meet two Japanese military policemen, and he made an impromptu move.

The killing went well, but he didn't even think about what he would do if he was seen at the time. What if there is a Japanese military police or police nearby? This kind of thing should be thought of in advance, even the escape route should be thought out in advance.

Because he is doing good deeds, even God is helping him. Xiaobao can only comfort himself like this. Xiaobao felt that he had made a rough mistake again. Be more careful when doing things later.

"It's time to eat, hurry up and wash. It'll be cold after a while. Aunt Chang shouted outside.

Xiaobao wiped off the water on his body, changed his clothes, and went out.

A steaming bowl of noodles and two poached eggs are already on the table.

"Xiaobao, you are already a big man. You are not a child anymore, you have to be steady. Aunt Chang looked at Xiaobao who was gobbling up and said.