Geng Chaozhong shook his head helplessly and said no more.
It was hard for him to refuse Xiangzi's request. Xiangzi was no better than that stupid young man Shunsuke Yoshida. If he resisted, she might be wary.
However, the photo that was given to Kitahara Xiangzi just now was not the real person of "Sorge". The photo with the true face of "Sorge" had already been burned by Geng Chaozhong - although Geng Chaozhong did not object to killing a few Soviet Unions.
He is a human being, but Sorge is different. After all, there is a friendship between the two, not to mention that Sorge also saved his life.
More importantly, Sorge is probably still with Fatty Zhu. Once the secret service or the Japanese find Sorge's whereabouts, it means that Fatty Zhu is also in danger. This is a risk that Geng Chaozhong is absolutely unwilling to take.
.
"What are you thinking about?" Xiangzi looked at Geng Chaozhong.
"Nothing," Geng Chaozhong glanced in the direction of the bathroom, "I have to let the little guy out."
"Why don't you let him go? Let him learn a lesson. Let's just talk for a while." Xiangzi was obviously unwilling.
"His father has some friendship with me, so it's okay to just say it, don't go too far." Geng Chaozhong explained as he stood up.
"Okay, get off the car and we'll contact you later." Xiangzi could only nod helplessly.
.......
In the bathroom, Shunsuke Yoshida was looking out the window in a daze.
He didn't want to break out of the door or yell, not because he was afraid of being embarrassed, but because he suddenly understood his father's intention.
This so-called Mr. Zhou is obviously not an ordinary person. The few blows he made just now are definitely not something ordinary people can do. Even a veteran policeman from the Criminal Division of the Police Department may not be able to do it. I contacted my father and said
Shunsuke Yoshida has already guessed a few points about the special high school course.
On the contrary, now he is actually a little excited and looking forward to it. What will this Mr. Zhou bring to him?
While I was deep in thought, the door lock suddenly rang, and then a voice came: "Not bad, I can hold my breath quite well, come out!"
"Mr. Zhou, Shunsuke was rude just now!"
Shunsuke Yoshida bowed suddenly, but he didn't realize that the bathroom was small, so he threw his head on the door that had just been opened. He immediately said "Ouch" and squatted down, covering his head.
"Haha, you're welcome." Geng Chaozhong smiled.
Yoshida covered his forehead and walked out embarrassedly. Geng Chaozhong took a look and saw that he was already a big bruise and had a faint bulge. He couldn't help but laugh secretly. The two of them, one in front and one behind, walked back to their seats.
"Perhaps you have guessed that I am not from China as you say," Geng Chaozhong looked at Yoshida who looked uneasy. "Do you understand what your father meant by entrusting you to me?"
"Hey, Zhou Sang, father wants me to learn something from you!" Shunsuke Yoshida nodded sincerely.
"Well, there will be more opportunities to learn things in the future. Let me tell you something first." Geng Chaozhong looked out the window.
"Say." Yoshida had an excited look on his face.
"After you get off the bus, you don't have to follow me. You can find a place to stay, buy some local specialties, and then wait for me at the entrance of the train station from 3 to 5 p.m. every day. Can you do that?" Geng Chaozhong
Open your mouth and say.
"Yes, this is too easy." Yoshida looked disappointed, and then asked: "How many days do you plan to stay in Muroran?"
"It may be a day, it may be a few days, you don't have to worry about that." Geng Chaozhong looked indifferent.
"Well, don't worry, Zhou Sang, I will definitely do it." Yoshida promised repeatedly.
Geng Chaozhong said nothing and glanced at Xiangzi's back a few meters away.
After sending away Chunri, a more difficult Xiangzi came, and Geng Chaozhong suddenly regretted his previous decision.
...........
At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the train finally arrived at the destination of Geng Chaozhong's trip, Muroran Town, Muroran County.
Muroran County is a small city with a population of only about a hundred thousand, many of whom are immigrants from Honshu - Hokkaido was originally the hometown of Ezo, and large-scale development began after the Meiji period. In other words, the people here are absolutely
Most are not considered indigenous.
Geng Chaozhong got out of the car, carried his small suitcase, gave Yoshida a few casual instructions, and then walked out of the train station quickly. Not long after, Xiangzi also walked to Geng Chaozhong carrying a white suitcase.
"You sent that junior away?" Xiangzi had a look of surprise on her face.
"Well, it's inconvenient to take him with you." Geng Chaozhong said.
"It's really inconvenient." A "meaningful" smile appeared on Xiangzi's face.
"What are you thinking about?" Geng Chaozhong was helpless at Xiangzi's expression. "I'm a married man. You'd better not look at me with that expression all the time."
"What kind of expression?" Xiangzi blinked and held Geng Chaozhong's arm. "As you said, isn't it normal for a couple to return to their hometown to visit relatives after getting married?"
Geng Chaozhong had a headache, but he really couldn't say anything. The problem was that he was not familiar with Muroran Town, especially the one he "grew up in", and the so-called "Hokutan Lunsai Iron Works" was completely unknown.
Known, even the streets are unfamiliar.
But at least the direction was known - the two of them walked north along the street. Xiangzi pointed at various buildings along the way like a little girl and asked questions. Geng Chaozhong had no choice but to judge the year based on the quality of the buildings, and then casually
Telling nonsense about some past events - Fortunately, Xiangzi is also very unfamiliar with Hokkaido, and Geng Chaozhong, who is deaf and deceives the blind man, can actually tell it in a decent way.
"I remember there was a station here. At that time, horse-drawn carriages could carry several people at a time. The fare was very expensive, costing one cent per trip." Geng Chaozhong stood in front of a platform with deep ruts, vowing.
Introduced to Xiangzi.
"Really? Ezo is really backward. We already had trams when I was a kid!" Xiangzi looked around at the Japanese women wearing kimonos and carrying various baskets on their heads.
"Well, we in Hokkaido are very backward, but can you please stop saying the word 'Ezo' in the future?" Geng Chaozhong said with shame.
"Well, why hasn't the car come yet?" Xiangzi put up an awning with her hands and looked into the distance.
"It's estimated that there is only one bus in an hour, maybe it will be here soon." Geng Chaozhong was a little worried.
"I'm coming!"
As soon as Geng Chaozhong finished speaking, the tramping of carriages could be heard in the distance. Not long after, a flatbed cart pulled by two horses stopped nearby, with several men and women on it, dressed in simple clothes, obviously from the countryside.
The appearance of people entering the city.
"Hai, what are you doing here?" A wrinkled peasant woman looked at the two of them curiously.
One of them was wearing a suit and the other was wearing a dress. At first glance, they looked like foreigners coming back from outside.
"We are waiting for the bus," Geng Chaozhong explained, "I haven't been back for a long time."
"Hai, there are no cars here, the station is over there," the peasant woman pointed to the south, "It hasn't changed since the Meiji period? Young man, how long has it been since you came back?"