Xiaobao came to the place where the two aunts of the rolling dragon lived. He saw that there was no movement and quietly climbed over the wall.

Walking into the house, Xiaobao smelled a smell of smoke. He lit the oil lamp on the table with a match. By the light of the room, I saw a pile of paper ashes on the floor in the room. This should be the photo left by the two women after burning the rolling dragon and his wife.

Xiaobao let out a sigh of relief. He was afraid that someone would contact him through the photo of the rolling dragon's wife. After all, he and the wife of the rolling dragon took the train to the reed river together. It appeared in the Reed River for two more days. Now he can rest assured. The Rolling Dragon was the one who arrived at the Reed River on the day of the robbery, and no one saw him with the Rolling Dragon.

There were also futons and several clothes for women and children in the house. The pots and pans in the kitchen were not moving.

It doesn't matter if these things are there.

Xiaobao rummaged through the house again, but found nothing that would arouse suspicion. He blew out the oil lamp, went to the courtyard, climbed the wall, and jumped out.

This time, Xiaobao was relieved to return to his home on Longjiang Street. Xiaobao just walked into the house and before he could open it, the door of Josia's house opened, and a dark shadow pounced out.

Josia threw herself into Po's arms. "Xiaobao, you're finally back. Where have you been these days? I went to the newly rented apartment and couldn't find you either. Josiah said with tears in her voice.

"I'm on a mission. Walked too quickly and didn't say hello to you. Xiaobao said.

"I, I can't hold on. There is nothing left to eat at home. Josiah choked up.

"Don't even have food at home? How so? Xiaobao asked in surprise. He said as he pulled the money out of his pocket.

Josia cheered, and grabbed the banknote firmly in her hand without waiting for Xiaobao's hand to pass it.

"With this money, you can go to the street tomorrow to buy food." Xiaobao said helplessly.

"No, I'll go to the restaurant right away and order a table of dishes to eat at home." Josiah said happily.

"It's midnight, where are you going to order?" Xiaobao asked.

"Yes. It seems that you rarely eat in the middle of the night. I often eat at this time. Josia looked at Xiaobao's dirt bun and replied.

"Josiah, don't think I don't understand Russia. In Russia, many poor people boil potatoes and dip them in salt for a meal. The money I give you is enough for them to live for a long time. Xiaobao said.

"Are those who can't afford to eat on silver plates still human? Whoever feeds on potatoes is inferior. I'm a nobleman. Josiah said proudly.

Xiaobao opened her mouth wide and looked at Josia in surprise.

Xiaobao grew up in a bandit den. But the bandits themselves were peasants. A gang of bandits, with one mouth, is poor for three years, rich for three years, and mending for another three years. What a thrifty housekeeper or something. Those who have saved enough money to buy two acres of land will run down the mountain, and there are many people who are not bandits. Xiaobao grew up in this environment.

Although Josia is a prostitute, she is always thinking that she is a nobleman. You can't lose your aristocratic way of life. She can't eat coarse tea and light rice no matter what.

"Xiaobao, do you know how my grandfather died?" Josiah said.

"Our family has a large estate in Ukraine. The slaves who worked for our family for generations after the Poor People's Revolution actually pointed their fingers at my grandfather's nose and spoke. Grandpa was so angry that he fell ill and died within a few days. He couldn't stand the life of a nobleman being ridden by the neck of a poor ghost. So our family fled. Josiah said.

"I don't know anything else, but that's what I think the Soviet Union is good." Xiaobao said angrily.

"Josiah, I'm also a farmer. Do you look down on me too? Xiaobao asked.

Josiah didn't speak, her eyes looking elsewhere.

"Get out!" Xiaobao scolded. Turned around and opened the door and slammed it shut.

"I'd rather be a prostitute than eat on a silver plate!" Josia said through gritted teeth. She wanted to throw the money on the ground, but she didn't give up.

"In the future, if you don't have any money, you can come to me. But check out one at a time! Xiaobao said through the door. After saying that, he walked into the house.

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In the middle of the night, Michitake Yamaoka came to the high-level comfort station on Willow Street, which served the officers of the Kwantung Army.

He was led into a small room by the maid who had been waiting there.

The deputy chief of staff of the Kwantung Army, Ishihara Waner, was sitting on a tatami mat waiting for him.

"You're going to Shanghai, and I'm going back to Japan. There are a few things I still want to talk to you about. Ishihara said.

"You're going back to Japan?" Shan Gang Daowu asked in surprise.

"Everyone doesn't like me, so I'm going back to Japan to retire." Ishihara said helplessly.

"When 918 was launched to occupy the entire Northeast, I resolutely supported it. I also came up with the advice. However, I resolutely oppose the expansion of the situation in North China and the occupation of the whole of China. However, the top brass of the Kwantung Army supported and instigated it from behind. The commander of the Kwantung Army, Umezu Mijiro, and the chief of staff, Hideki Tojo, should be pulled out and shot! Ishihara said angrily.

"We're going to get stuck in the mud." Shan Gang Daowu nodded and said.

"We're already stuck in the mud." Ishihara said.

"So, do you have any other instructions for me to go to Shanghai this time?" Shan Gang Daowu asked respectfully.

"When you go to Shanghai this time, the point is not to investigate the flow of funds from the Jews. I have already sent someone to Shanghai in advance. You're going to have to communicate again with the Westerners I've already contacted. The British and French concessions in Shanghai communicated with the British representatives, the French representatives, especially the American representatives. Ishihara whispered.

"Tell them what our Kwantung Army really thinks. We have no intention of going south to invade the Philippines and the Malay Peninsula. We are now going to run Manchuria with all our might, and then attack our common enemy, the Soviet Union! Ishihara said categorically.

"But Westerners know that our ideas do not represent the ideas of the Japanese Army in North and South China. Not to mention the idea of the Japanese Navy. Yamaoka Daowu said with doubts.

"But our Kwantung Army is the most powerful. It is the one that will determine the future direction of Japan. Ishihara said confidently.

Shan Gang Daowu nodded silently.

"You have to be careful. It is necessary not only to beware of the people of the Shanghai Mei Agency, but also to beware of the interior. Even the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army is not all from our Manchurian system. Ishihara warned.

"I know. I carefully selected the few people who accompanied me. The funny thing is that I have to be wary of the Japanese. I deliberately brought a Manchurian with me. He should be reliable. At least he won't be one of our internal political enemies in Japan. Shan Gang Daowu said with a wry smile.