This situation continued until 1935, because the railway was surrounded by the puppet Manchukuo and Japanese garrisons, and was harassed for a long time, and this section of the railway was a bit of a problem for the Soviet government, so Moscow sold the railway to the puppet Manchurian government for 140 million yen.

The railroad was sold, but some of the Soviets who had settled in China for a long time were used to life there and for various reasons did not want to come back, so the Soviets signed a supplementary agreement with the puppet state of Manchukuo twice a month to allow Soviets with relatives in the territory of the puppet Manchukuo to visit their relatives in the country.

In addition, in order to expand intelligence sources, intelligence officers were allowed to develop informants at that time, but the supervision was not strict, resulting in many people taking informant fees in the name of developing informants, Sholokhov was one of them, although he spent all this money on different women, but it was not a waste of money, and he could often get some information of large and small value, so his life was quite nourishing, so that Monet was very envious of this exciting, tense, and fulfilling life. (Originally, I wanted to write a spy war with Sholokhov as the main character, but unfortunately it didn't pass the review...... ）

"Then why did he appear in Xiangjiang? Is it a mission? Monet asked curiously.

Safina shook her head and replied, "I don't know about this, but I still don't let him find out about me, I'm sorry Tony, I can't go out with you these days." ”

Monet patted her hand and said, "It's okay, Xiangjiang is still very safe here, and tomorrow I will go to the lawyer's office to finish the matter with Gao Hui, and we will go back to New York!" ”

"I'm sorry, Tony, because I and you didn't have a good time in Xiangjiang this time!" Safina said reproachfully.

"It's okay, there's nothing fun in Xiangjiang, a place with a big palm!" Monet comforted.

So on the third day, the two hurried back to New York, and Nicole was a little surprised by his return: "Huh? How can it be so fast this time? I thought you'd be in Hong Kong for a month! ”

"There's nothing fun in Xiangjiang, I'll come back when I'm done!" Monet replied casually, and then said, "I'm a little tired, go sleep first!" ”

Nicole thought that Monet was tired and adjusted to jet lag, so she didn't take it seriously, but when it was time to have dinner, she found that Monet hadn't come down yet, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, so she hurriedly walked upstairs, only to find that Monet was unconscious.

Although Nicole hurriedly asked someone to send Monet to the hospital in a panic, to be honest, she was not so panicked, after all, she had experienced this situation before, but what she and everyone never expected was that after being sent to the hospital, the doctor said to her: "I'm sorry, you sent it too late, Mr. Monet has already gone to see God!" ”

"What?! You—you said Tony......" Nicole asked in disbelief.

The doctor didn't answer, but nodded solemnly, and Nicole fainted.

Gao Hui, who was far away in Xiangjiang, learned the news a week later, and on this day, Alice took a newspaper and said to Gao Hui: "Brother Hui, Mr. Monet is dead!" ”

"What?! Is Mr. Monet dead? How is this possible? Gao Hui couldn't help but exclaim.

Alice handed over a copy of "The Tiger", Gao Hui took it and looked at it, only to see that it was clearly written "Famous American writer, industrialist, director, screenwriter, Mr. Tony Monet passed away in New York yesterday, Mr. Monet created the "Detective Downing" series of ...... in his life"

Although Gao Hui knew very well in his heart that it was impossible for "The Tiger" to make such a low-level mistake as an old British newspaper, he still found it difficult to accept: "This, how is this possible, Tony was so good when he left, why did he leave suddenly!" ”

"There are unforeseen circumstances, Brother Hui, should we also send an obituary!" Alice suggested.

Gao Hui nodded without hesitation and replied: "Of course you have to send it, and you are ready to fly with me to New York!" ”

"What are we going to New York for?" Alice asked, puzzled.

"At least go to Tony's grave and light a stick of incense, ah no, Americans don't pay attention to this, then go and offer a bouquet of flowers, in short, you have to find a way to send Tony on his last journey!" Gao Hui said in a deep voice.

"But your life with Miss Han is also coming soon!" Alice reminded.

Gao Hui waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it should be in time!" ”

After flying to New York, Gao Hui wanted to talk to Mrs. Nicole, who inherited "Comet", but unexpectedly, Nicole blamed Monet's death on him, claiming that if it wasn't for the purpose of seeing him in Xiangjiang, Monet would not have taken two planes in a short period of time, which caused a heart attack and finally died.

Fortunately, Christina apologized to Gao Hui and said: "Mr. Gao, I'm very sorry, Sister Nicole is heartbroken for Tony's departure, and she is too sad that it has become like this, please don't mind!" ”

Gao Hui waved his hand generously and said: "I understand this, and I can also understand the relationship between Lady Nicole and Tony, to be honest, don't say it's Lady Nicole, even I can't believe it when I learn this bad news!" ”

Christina chimed in: "Yes, who would have thought that Tony's usual health is so good that he would leave us all of a sudden. At first, we thought that he would wake up in a few days like the last time he was in a coma, but the doctor told us the bad news at that time! ”

After chatting for a while, Gao Hui asked: "By the way, I wonder if Mr. Monet's will left any information about the handling of the shares of Yunhua Times?" ”

Christina shook her head and replied: "Maybe it's too sudden, so Tony hasn't had time to modify the will, in fact, there are a few cases like yours, wait until everyone's mood calms down, and then find a lawyer to study it!" ”

"Okay, then I'll wait for your news!" Monet agreed.

Before leaving, Gao Hui came to Monet's tomb again and said to him with a wry smile: "Brother Monet, I really didn't expect that the last time I saw him, it would be goodbye!" But don't worry, I will definitely find you thirty years later, just like you helped me to help you again, of course, and myself, but I don't know if we can still remember me at that time, but I guess this possibility should not be very likely, otherwise the world will be chaotic......"

PS: This should be the first time I've written the protagonist to death, but this is also a foreshadowing for his next appearance, if it goes well, after writing "Rebirth Begins with the Peace Wheel", I want to write a story about Monet in 2021.