Hannah rushed home to check all the items at home and then mixed the small suitcase with the telegraph machine and Schultz's clothes and wrapped a big bag.

She walked towards the hospital with a heavy bag in one hand and holding the child in the other.

Hannah, who is over 1.7 meters tall, is very strong. It turns out that an Asian woman is as unavailable as him.

But Hannah had just walked a few steps and stopped, then accelerated her pace toward the Manchu Railway Hospital.

Her face looked ugly and her face was full of anxious expressions.

Hannah walked into the ward and saw that there was no one else in the ward except Schultz. She immediately closed the door and walked to the bedside and asked anxiously: "Schultz, you forgot the most important thing! I clearly remember when you went out, I clearly remembered that I was wearing a pistol. Where is the pistol now?"

Schultz looked up at Hannah with an anxious face and even showed an intriguing smile on his lips.

"I had already hidden the pistol outside before being robbed." Schultz replied in a low voice.

Hannah breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she was over-concerned. If she was robbed, how could Schultz have never thought of the pistol?

"Put what you bring under the bed, we have a telegram to send out," Schultz said.

"Now?" Hannah asked.

"In a few more days," Schultz replied.

Qian Xiaobao ran through the alley to another street. He stopped and pretended to be relaxed, slowly walked forward, put his hands in his pants pockets and adjusted his breathing.

There was a pistol in his pocket and it cost more than a dozen dollars, which was what he earned from robbing Schultz.

He carefully patted his shirt and pants for fear of being ashamed on his body and let Kobayashi see it when he went home.

But when Qian Xiaobao returned home, Xiaolin Xun heard a knock on the door and came out to open the door for him and let Qian Xiaobao enter.

But when Qian Xiaobao just walked into the door, Xiaolin Xun grabbed his back clothes.

"You fell down? Why is there a black line on your back?" Kobayashi Xun asked.

"The ground was too slippery, and I accidentally fell down and slapped." Qian Xiaobao answered while walking into the room.

He walked into the bedroom and saw that Kobayashi had not followed in, so he hurriedly took out the pistol and money in his pants pocket and stuffed it under the quilt.

Qian Xiaobao had just sat down again, and Kobayashi Xun walked in with a clean set of clothes and pants.

"Just because I fell on the snow, I had to change my clothes?" Qian Xiaobao said impatiently.

Kobayashi threw her clothes on the bed and looked at him with unquestionable eyes.

Qian Xiaobao took off his clothes one by one until he was left with only the vest and shorts left. Qian Xiaobao acted to take off his shorts too, and Kobayashi turned around and went out quickly.

Qian Xiaobao hurriedly walked over barefoot and inserted the door, then sat on the bed and took out the pistol hidden in the quilt.

This is a Tokarev pistol. The pistol is very new and must have never been used. There is a line of Russian engraved on the sleeve of the pistol.

Qian Xiaobao can only speak a few simple words in Russian and cannot understand the engravings on the pistol.

But it can be seen that this is not an ordinary pistol.

Qian Xiaobao stuffed the pistol under the pillow, and he decided to hide the pistol tomorrow.

If a Manchu man was robbed in the middle of the night, it was nothing. If you don’t sleep well at night, why would you run outside for a walk? You deserve it!

But who is Schultz? He is a citizen of a German friendly country. He is a man who once wrote articles in newspapers to praise the Great Japanese Empire and the Great Manchukuo. It was a big deal that he was robbed.

The police station director who was in charge of public security in the Maishi Street area personally went to Manchu Railway Hospital to inquire about the case.

"How many gangsters robbed you at that time?" asked the police station director.

"Two" Schultz replied.

"What are the appearance characteristics of the two people?" the police station director asked again.

"Neither of them is about 1.6 meters tall, but they are both very thick and move very quickly, they should be habitual offenders." Schultz replied.

"What are the characteristics on these two guys' faces? The kind that you can never forget?" asked the police station director.

"It was night, and the two of them were wearing cotton hats. When I saw them, they had already attacked me, so they didn't see clearly." Schultz replied.

The police station director left in depressedly, and could not find the two people based on the things that Schultz said. It seemed that they could only find them through the people on the road. The people who were stumbling on the road had territory, and asked who was on the road to make money in this area.

On the third day after Schultz's accident, a small tofu chunk was published in the Binjiang Daily. It said that friendly friends from the Great Japanese Empire and Great Manchuria were enthusiastic about treating Heb citizens. Dr. Schultz was actually robbed by vicious criminals at his doorstep at night. The loyal Manchurian police were trying their best to arrest the criminals. The criminals were just around the corner.

Schultz saw this newspaper lying on the hospital bed, and he knew that it was time to send a newspaper to his superiors.

That night, a very short telegram sent to Schultz's ward: "Binjiang Daily, March 4th"

The message was too short, and the person in charge of monitoring the security bureau just discovered that the radio waves had ended.

Ten days later, a Binjiang Daily was placed on the desk of Pavlovic, director of the State Administration of Security. The content about Schultz has been circled with a red pen.

"I must send someone to Harbin to investigate Schultz's injury secretly. Is it really an accident caused by the robbery? You can meet Schultz in a safe situation." Bavlovic said.

"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away. But now it seems that Schultz can no longer complete the task of investigating the source of intelligence. However, the Japanese Embassy in Sweden is not airtight, and our intelligence personnel are simply impossible to open a gap in Stockholm." said Feijing, director of the First General Administration of the State Security Administration.

"There is no word impossible in our Bolshevik dictionary!" said Pavlovich.

"Yes! I will immediately let people in Stockholm continue to work hard to complete the task!" Feijing immediately changed his words.

"After Japan declared war on the United Kingdom, the General Administration's intelligence funding channels for the Bapulov team were cut off, and the Bapulov team's intelligence funding was immediately given from a new channel." Bavlovic continued.

In the past, they used HSBC to transfer money to the branch account set up by Schultz in Harbin, which was established by HSBC Bank in Harbin, but now the HSBC branch located in Harbin has been forcibly closed by the Japanese, and this channel cannot be used.

"The people I sent to Harbin to contact Schultz and established a new channel," said Feijing.

"At this time, you must send someone Schultz knew. Do you have any comrades in his comrades when he was working in Moscow? Find someone who is very familiar with him. It would be best if the two of them were friends to meet him." Pavlovic instructed.
Chapter completed!