"The specific time is uncertain," Geng Chaozhong shook his head, "but the boss said that you are my last safe haven. As long as I don't leave Japan, I will come to you at any time."
"Well, don't worry, I have been in Japan for more than three years. I also worked for the Japanese in Northeast China before, and I still have some connections." Liu Hongbo nodded seriously.
"Then I might have to trouble Station Master Liu in the future," Geng Chaozhong nodded with gratitude, pondered for a moment, and then said again: "Stationmaster Liu, I have something you don't know whether to ask or not?"
"As long as it doesn't violate discipline, feel free to ask." Liu Hongbo said cheerfully.
"No violation, I just want to ask for some advice," Geng Chaozhong chuckled, "Can I ask how you got into Japan?"
"This..." Liu Hongbo's expression became a little solemn.
"Forget it's inconvenient, I also want to learn from it. After all, there may be people coming over in the future. It's not easy to be as seamless as you are." Geng Chaozhong waved his hand quickly.
"My adoptive father is Japanese," Liu Hongbo said without hesitation, "He was a Japanese expatriate from the Japanese Manchuria Reclamation Corps. When he came to China, his wife and children all fell ill and died on the ship. When he arrived in China, he
They adopted me. I was only twelve years old at the time. My family was poor. Seeing that my adoptive father was rich, he sold me to him."
Geng Chaozhong was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Liu Hongbo was raised by Japanese. No wonder his conversation and temperament were no different from those of Japanese. After concentrating his mind, Geng Chaozhong immediately thought of something again and said:
"What happened during the Russo-Japanese War?"
"Yes," Liu Hongbo nodded, "it happened in the 36th year of Meiji."
"I see......."
Geng Chaozhong nodded - the thirty-sixth year of Meiji was 1904. At that time, the Republic of China had not yet been established. After the Japanese defeated Russia, they sent the first group of reclamation regiments to the Northeast. It seems that Liu Hongbo's Japanese adoptive father was at that time
From the Northeast.
"When my adoptive father went to the Northeast, he did not reveal the death of his wife and children. At that time, the organization of the first reclamation regiment was also very loose. After he adopted me, he reported my identity as his son Kotaro Kotaro. From then on,
From now on, I will become Japanese..." Liu Hongbo's eyes were looking out the window, obviously lost in long-lasting memories. Geng Chaozhong could not interrupt him, so he had to wait quietly.
"Later, I studied under the care of my adoptive father, but he didn't know that I still had contact with my biological father and mother in private. No," Liu Hongbo suddenly shook his head, "Maybe he knew and just turned a blind eye.
Forget it, I was only thirteen or fourteen years old at the time, how could I hide it from such a shrewd person like him?"
"It seems that your adoptive father is a good man." Geng Chaozhong interrupted at the right time.
"Yes, he is a good man," Liu Hongbo looked at Geng Chaozhong and nodded gratefully, "He provided for me to study and raised me. When I was eighteen years old, he spent money to find connections and arranged for me to go there.
I worked as a switchman on the Manchurian Railway. Gradually, I no longer considered myself Chinese. I became a Japanese physically and mentally."
"What?" Geng Chaozhong had a look of confusion on his face.
It stands to reason that it would be difficult for a child raised by Japanese to become Chinese again. Some people even look more Japanese than Japanese and look down on Chinese more than Japanese. But Liu Hongbo is obviously not like that.
"Are you curious?" Liu Hongbo suddenly withdrew his gaze into the distance and looked at Geng Chaozhong strangely.
In fact, from the moment Liu Hongbo revealed that his adoptive father was Japanese, he should not have asked any more questions. After all, this kind of opportunity to pretend to be Japanese is rare, and it is absolutely impossible to replicate it on a large scale in the Secret Service.
Other people's privacy is really an impolite thing.
"It's nothing," Liu Hongbo said again, "I have lived in Japan alone for more than three years, and I don't have much contact with people. I'm really happy that you can come and listen to my story."
After saying that, a rare smile appeared on his serious and old-fashioned face. This smile was completely different from the Japanese fake smile just now. It could be seen that he was really happy. After a pause, his face
He became serious again, regained his indulgent expression, and said:
"In the third year of Taisho, another thing happened. My biological father died."
"Oh?" Geng Chaozhong was stunned, and he converted the year in his mind - the third year of Taisho, which was 1914. What happened in that year?
"That year, the Japanese occupied Qingdao," Liu Hongbo answered. "At that time, my biological father had already moved his family back to Qingdao. He came from Guandong, and when he returned home, he just returned to his roots. But he didn't
Come to think of it, even if I hide and hide, I still can't hide from the Japanese."
"Your parents also died at the hands of the Japanese?" Geng Chaozhong said speechlessly.
I just heard Liu Hongbo say that his wife and child died at the hands of the Japanese. Unexpectedly, his parents also died at the hands of the Japanese, but he himself was raised by the Japanese. This is really a sad story!
"Yes, my father was only in his forties at the time and was doing some small business at the dock. Unexpectedly, he died as soon as a cannonball came over." Liu Hongbo smiled bitterly, "Actually, my father and I were already old at that time.
We haven’t seen each other for many years, and our relationship has become much indifferent. It was my adoptive father who told me about my father’s death.”
"Maybe it was your adoptive father's arrangement for your father's family to go to Qingdao." Geng Chaozhong said suddenly.
"Maybe," Liu Hongbo shook his head with a bitter look on his face, "As for whether it is, it doesn't matter anymore. Besides, I also believe that my adoptive father has good intentions."
"Yes, it's no one's fault." Geng Chaozhong nodded.
"Anyway, after my father died, I remembered how good he was to me when I was a child. For a while, I changed into Chinese clothes and started learning Chinese again. That's when I met my wife
, she is a student of Fengtian Girls’ School. She is very beautiful and speaks very generously. I like her very much and I pursue her passionately until she becomes my wife. We also have a child. I teach him to read and read.
, life is really going..."
Having said this, Liu Hongbo's face suddenly glowed with a dazzling look, and he became more energetic. But then, his brows became entangled again, and his entire face became particularly ferocious, and his hands became even more...
He clenched his fists, and the look of choosing others to devour was really intimidating. Seeing this, Geng Chaozhong quickly patted his shoulder and whispered:
"Brother Liu, I know everything that happens next, you don't need to say anything anymore."
"call......."
Liu Hongbo took a long breath, and his face finally returned to calm. He stretched out his left hand, patted Geng Chaozhong's hand, looked into Geng Chaozhong's eyes, and whispered:
"It's okay not to talk about Showa matters."
"Yes, Showa is not a good era name. At least, what Emperor Showa did is completely inconsistent with his era name." Geng Chaozhong agreed.
"Haha," Liu Hongbo was amused by Geng Chaozhong, and said loudly: "It's not just bullshit, it's bullshit! Damn Showa!"
