Zhao Chuanxin listened and recorded with great interest, and the names jumped on the paper.

After the record was finished, he looked at the doctor with a smile: "Are you sure there is no omission?" ”

Matsuzaki Hoichi, who was bound on the ground, was furious, chrysalis, and glared at the doctor with his only eye.

The doctor nodded innocently: "That's all." ”

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the cigarette butt away and landed right under Matsuzaki Hoichi's raised face.

A large reason why the neck of the ox is strong is that it has to hold the huge head of the ox every day.

People can't do it, and when they get tired after lifting their necks for a while, they have to put down and rest.

When Matsuzaki wants to bow his head, he will touch the cigarette butt and get burned, so he can only carry it, and just looking at it will make people suffer for him.

When the doctor saw it, he had a kinship.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned his face: "Think about it again, is there a forehead called Qi Muge, that is, a shaman?" ”

The doctor's face was full of shock: "You, you ......"

"How do I know, huh?" Zhao Chuanxin smiled faintly: "I know a lot, if you hide it again, the paralyzed Lao Tzu will pick your shrimp line." ”

The doctor wiped the cold sweat: "I, I just forgot for a while." His original name was Yoshiro Yokokawa, and like us, he was invited by Yasuya Uchida, the ambassador to the Qing Dynasty, to come to China, and was a member of the special task force established during the outbreak of the Russo-Japanese War in 1904......"

Zhao Chuanxin got up and came to the doctor.

The doctor was uneasy.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly made a move and pinched his index finger.

"Quack ......"

The index finger is pruned off.

The doctor jumped to his feet in pain and opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Zhao Chuanxin stared at him: "Is there anything else to hide?" ”

"It's gone, oh, yes, and Matsuzaki Hoichi. He still has a secret. He belonged to the second sub-squad of the first shift of the special task class, and when he infiltrated the Russian rear and tried to sabotage the Nenjiang Railway Bridge of the Middle East Railway and thus destroy the supply line, he was found out, and the two were arrested, and Matsuzaki Hoichi and the other three fled to the grassland in a hurry, and were killed by the herdsmen as bandits on the way. The world thought that Matsuzaki was dead, but they didn't know that he faked his death and escaped......"

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at Matsuzaki Hoyi in surprise, but he didn't expect him to have such a past.

Matsuzaki Hoichi couldn't hold his head, his face was on the ground, and he was suddenly burned by a cigarette butt.

He ignored the pain and stared at the doctor.

Zhao Chuanxin asked, "Gone?" ”

The doctor swore an oath.

Zhao Chuanxin took two steps back: "You squatted in front of Matsuzaki Hoichi and showed a smiling face, yes, that's it." ”

Then he took out his camera and gave them a group photo.

The picture is frozen in the moment when Matsuzaki Hoichi can't hold his head, grinning and glaring at the doctor with his teeth burned by cigarette butts, but the doctor is "smiling".

Zhao Chuanxin said: "This is the evidence that you have defected to the special task class. ”

The doctor's eyes went dark.

They are a group of people who have been deeply poisoned by militarism.

What Zhao Chuanxin did was equivalent to blocking his back road.

I'm afraid it's hard to shout the slogan "Serve the Emperor" without shame as before.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head, looked at the Toyo knife on the roof, jumped on the spot, dragged it down, and handed it to the doctor: "Now, kill Matsuzaki Hoichi." ”

The doctor didn't dare to hesitate, otherwise he would be injured, wouldn't it be fragrant to keep nine of his ten fingers?

So he raised the knife, Matsuzaki Hoichi pupa on the spot, and the gagged mouth made a "whine" sound, as if he was insulting and accusing......

Zhao Chuanxin captured again and again to record this touching moment.

In the future, we will definitely find a way to show it in Japan.

Matsuzaki Hoichi died, and the murderer was Dr. Song of Jishitang.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the camera: "Now you understand, right?" ”

Doctor Song nodded with a peck: "I understand, I should obey my words." ”

"Wrong!" Zhao Chuanxin said: "You should understand how important it is to carry a camera with you! ”

"Ah, this ......" Doctor Song was stunned.

Zhao Chuanxin is gone.

Dr. Song may be disobedient in the future, or he may be dishonest, but he will certainly not be a pure Japanese spy.

Zhao Chuanxin kept him alive, mainly to stabilize He Huizhen, because Matsuzaki Baoichi died, Zhao Chuanxin was worried that he would startle the snake.

Why don't you just kill He Huizhen?

It is said that He Huizhen's rank is very high, she is in Liangzhou, and she can communicate with Japanese spies in two places, one is a female teacher named Heyuan Caozi in the Ka-Laqin Palace, and the other is an old monk who hides his identity as a monk Xuanchun.

If He Huizhen died at this time and did not report the situation to the two regularly, it might cause them to leave the table early.

Among them, Kawara Caozi has the greatest influence.

She has three proud disciples - Jin Shuzhen, Yu Baozhen, and He Huizhen.

After teaching in the palace for many years, during the Russo-Japanese War, the Ka-Laqin palace directly became a "traffic station" for Japanese spies.

According to Dr. Song, all kinds of spies to the west were transported from the Ka-Laqin Wangfu traffic station. In the Russo-Japanese War, she also assisted Japanese agents to blow up the Nenjiang Bridge of the Dongqing Railway, although she failed, although she was defeated, she was still honored, because she did everything she could.

Kaoko Kawahara can be described as conscientious and heartbroken for her Great Japanese Empire.

On the second day, Zhao Chuanxin followed Bayar's master and apprentice who left the car shop from afar.

The yellow sand is rolling, and the sky is full of dust.

Bayar's master and apprentice rode horses, and Zhao Chuanxin "walked".

In this weather, there are no pedestrians on the post road, and he walks unscrupulously.

The fly in the ointment is that the speed of the master and apprentice in front is too slow, stop-and-go, Zhao Chuanxin has to catch up from time to time, wait for them to go far and then catch up, and so on.

Zhao Chuanxin was very worried that his hairline was blown back by the "frosted effect" wind, so he buckled his hair into a knitted hat with sand and dust.

It's too fast for a cowboy hat to be unfeasible.

It's a pity that the two of them didn't go on a long-distance run, and they barely stopped to eat halfway, and ran straight to the Yellow River in the wind and sand.

The Yellow River makes a big bend here, and there is a village on the east side of the bay.

The scenery here is a strange place, with a fine white sand beach in the front, fertile fields and oases in the background, the turbid Yellow River next to it, and the bare mountains to the south.

Zhao Chuanxin watched them enter the car shop, and he forced him to erect a stone wall on the edge of the desert, and built a building like a small temple, embedded with a piece of fused quartz glass, facing the direction of the car shop for easy observation.

He took out a ball of instant noodles, put the dried mutton, dried shallots, chili peppers and various seasonings into the pot, and cooked a pot of noodles.

There needed to be a vent on the top of the pot, and he tinkered with it like a foam glue, making the flue twist and turn.

In this way, the sand cannot get in, and the wind pressure can suck the smoke out of the hut.

On this trip, he didn't bring much with him.

I didn't even bring a futon.

This land is characterized by long cold winters, short hot summers, slow springs, and early autumns.

And the temperature difference between morning and evening is terrifying.

It's still very hot at noon, but at night it can make people shiver.

Zhao Chuanxin ate a pot of noodles, drank two cups of tea, and smoked a cigarette, and a layer of hazy mist was already on the glass window of the stone house.

Until the stone house was heated by the fire, and the mist disappeared again.

This temple-like stone house does not even have a door, and the ventilation vents are not enough for people to enter.

So Zhao Chuanxin didn't even put the paper pig, got up a stone bed and lay down.

Wilderness creation and camping turned out to be so boring.

Zhao Chuanxin lay down and brushed his teeth, thinking to himself.

It's just that the "ceiling" is black, and the stove is covered with a lid, and the fire can't be reflected there, and it looks like something is missing.

So Zhao Chuanxin put on mud trowel gloves and opened a molten silica glass skylight for himself.

Well, HD.

The wind and sand stopped to save face, and in the dusty air, the sky was faintly revealed.

Gradually, Zhao Chuanxin could see the splendor of the Milky Way.

He rinsed his mouth casually, didn't get up, just tilted his head, and spit out the foam with a "phew".

Lazy people are like this.

Then take out a battery-sized box with a thin thread woven of silk exposed.

At the top of the box is a serrated piece of metal, and when the thread is extracted, the silk thread can be sawn off.

This is a dental floss made by Johnson & Johnson in the United States, which is beautifully packaged and expensive.

Compared to later generations of dental floss, this type of dental floss is more difficult to use because it is not lubricated enough, but it has a stronger ability to remove stains.

Zhao has been flossing to prevent the spread of plaque fungus, because the only way to go back to the 21st century is to live until then.

This may be called - the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life.

He can stay strong physically, but his teeth can't regenerate as an adult.

When the time comes, kissing with the opposite sex of the same generation and leaving dentures in each other's mouths is really unthinkable......

He took out the Code of the Old Gods, opened it and closed it again.

Because during this time, "my" team has been on the road, arriving at the eastern port, sailing across the sea, and I don't know how many times it will have to be refreshed to reach the Cursed Desert.

Zhao Chuanxin lay on the stone bed, watching a meteor pass by, he originally made a wish, but that wish may be too exciting, so that his thoughts diverged out of control.

The commotion in his mind lasted for about half an hour, and his eyelids began to fight.

His last thought before going to bed was - oops, forgot to wash his feet!

(End of chapter)