Zhang Xinzhai waved his hand to the door, and a woman walked in and put two brown bottles on the table.

Qian Xiaobao and Kawamoto Taro took a look and knew that these were two bottles of Bailang Duoju. Now every time they sent food to Zhang Xinzhai in Shanghai, they would give Kawamoto Taro medicine.

Just two small bottles are worth hundreds of yen.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your trouble!" Qian Xiaobao said.

"A small matter!" Zhang Xinzhai said with a smile.

"Although we are about to return to Manchukuo, Mr. Zhang can say anything, if he can help, I will definitely help!" Qian Xiaobao said.

"Tonight I mainly treat you two to dinner, but there is indeed a small thing I want to say." Zhang Xinzhai replied.

"Now that Zhang Xiaolin is dead, at least four or five people in Shanghai, including me, are bound to win! This fight will inevitably lead to a fright, and everyone has a Japanese backer. But whether the backer is hard or not can only know when he is head-on." Zhang Xinzhai continued.

"I wonder when Brother Qian will return to Manchukuo?" Zhang Xinzhai asked.

"Two thousand tons of grain will be unloaded tomorrow morning, and the oil and water and food will be replenished tomorrow afternoon." Qian Xiaobao replied.

"Tomorrow afternoon?" Zhang Xinzhai lowered his head and said to himself in a low voice.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Xinzhai looked up and asked, "Can you leave one day later?"

Qian Xiaobao didn't understand what he meant and asked directly: "Everyone is good friends who come and go. Mr. Zhang can say something clearly."

Zhang Xinzhai turned around and looked at the people around him. The men hurriedly left the living room.

Then he glanced at Kawamoto Taro again.

"He is my brother, and I can believe it! Now, Mr. Zhang can say anything in his heart." Qian Xiaoyan said.

Zhang Xinzhai was silent for a while and said, "I want to do something tomorrow! If I don't do anything to others, others will do something to me too! Since that's the case, then let's start first!"

Qian Xiaobao was shocked and listened silently to Zhang Xinzhai.

"Everyone is all the brothers of the Qing Gang on the surface. If you can kill others, you can't let others catch the handle! If someone catches the handle, it will become the target of the public criticism of three swords and six holes." Zhang Xinzhai continued.

Qian Xiaobao and Kawamoto Taro both looked at this kind-hearted but cruel old guy.

I have been so old in the world that I have not been killed by open and secret arrows yet!

"If this is Harbin, as long as you say something, I will take action for you! But this is Shanghai, not the territory of the Kwantung Army, I can't do anything about it." Qian Xiaobao said.

"No, no! I'm just afraid of showing my strength after taking action. These people are very capable, and they can find people if they dig three feet into the ground." Zhang Xinzhai replied.

"You can let them leave after you finish your work." Qian Xiaobao said.

"Where are you going? Is there no Qing Gang people from Chongqing, Hong Kong? If the Qing Gang brothers knew that I would die worse than Zhang Xiaolin! So I thought of you, Brother Qian." Zhang Xinzhai said.

"What do you mean is to let those who took action go to Manchukuo?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

Zhang Xinzhai nodded slowly and said, "After finishing my work, I will ask them to board your boat. I will pay 500 yuan to make the cost of food, clothing, housing and transportation after Manchukuo. Of course, if there is any accident at sea, I will not blame you brothers."

Qian Xiaoyi felt so excited that his heart was pounding.

This old guy is cruel enough to spend 500 yuan to kill him for silence, and what he killed was the mouth of his brother who worked for him!

Taro Kawamoto also roughly understood what Zhang Xinzhai meant, and he looked at Zhang Xinzhai and Qian Xiaobao.

"Okay, I'm the best at solving problems." Qian Xiaobao replied readily.

"However, if I stay for one more day, I will report to the chief that I will stay for one more day. There are three ships of the Manchukuo Maritime Police Force, so I will also give them a reason to stay for one more day." Qian Xiaobao said.

"Little brother, just say anything!" Zhang Xinzhai said readily.

"Let's do it, it's August now, and the oranges in Shanghai are so scattered. You send two hundred baskets of oranges to the boat. When I go back, I say I'll wait one more day to buy fruits for the intelligence department." Qian Xiaobao said.

"Okay! This little thing is fine." Zhang Xinzhai said.

After discussing the important matter, the two of them said a few gossips and served them like flowing water.

Qian Xiaobao put down his chopsticks after only half an hour of eating: "Old Master Zhang must be very busy these two days, so we will say goodbye now. After I go back, I will tell the people on the three boats that as long as you send them quietly, they will put them on the boat."

Zhang Xinzhai still sent dozens of people to escort Qian Xiaobao and Kawamoto Taro back to the dock.

There were hundreds of dock workers on the dock who were still busy. They carried the food off the three ships and immediately pulled it to another location 300 meters away by carriages and then carried it to the small gunboat waiting there by the dock workers.

The Chinese Expeditionary Force has a fleet of dozens of small displacements, distributed near Qingdao, along the Yangtze River and Guangzhou.

This time, the Chinese dispatched troops directly used the gunboats to transport food.

Two hours later, Zhang Xinzhai sent someone to send a large amount of white wine and braised meat to the boat.

Manchu and Japanese basically account for half of the Manchukuo maritime police force. This time, the Japanese came to Shanghai.

There is only one reason for this, it is that the Manchus will secretly get off the boat and escape after they arrive in Shanghai.

Qian Xiaobao and Major Moriyong, who has the highest military rank on these three ships, said that a batch of cargo would be loaded tomorrow afternoon, so he had to return the day after tomorrow.

Major Moriyo nodded in agreement.

I heard that it would take two days to go back, and the Japanese soldiers on the three boats were immediately in joy.

The soldiers sat on the deck and blew the river breeze, watching the scenery of the beach in the distance, eating braised pork and drinking white wine.

After a while, singing started to ring on three boats apart a hundred meters away.

“If you go to the sea

The corpse floats on the sea with the waves

If you go on the mountain of Yunshan

It's okay to cover the corpse with weeds

I'm dead for the king

Death without regrets

…”

"What kind of song is this? Why haven't I heard it?" Qian Xiaobao asked curiously.

"This is "Sea Walking Xi", the Japanese Navy loves to sing this song the most." Major Mori Yuki replied.

Qian Xiaobao walked towards the cabin with braised pork and wine bottles silently.

"These stupid players!"

Qian Xiaobao couldn't help but curse when he walked into the cabin.

He had just finished saying this and Taro Kawamoto opened the hatch door and walked in.

"How effective is Bailangduoxi for your disease?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

He wasn't sure if what he had just said had been heard by Taro Kawamoto.

"It's okay. At least it's much better than the medicines I took when I was in Harbin." Kawamoto Taro said.
Chapter completed!