Qian Xiaobao walked back in a complicated mood. What the big man said when he was leaving was like a gift before he died.

Only those who completely let go of life and death can speak like that.

Now is the best time to eat melons. The melons in the bag emit a burst of fragrance, but Qian Xiaobao has no mood to eat melons at all.

He was adopted by Feng Maoshan, the leader of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army, and brought him to the mountain to fight with the Japanese.

Although he was young at that time, he still clearly remembered that at the beginning, the anti-Japanese team appeared one by one.

Even the bandits who robbed the family and ran out to fight against Japan. At that time, if you didn’t use the banner of anti-Japanese war, you would feel shameless!

But the situation quickly took a sharp turn, and so many men died at the hands of the Japanese. The team collapsed one by one, some died, some escaped and hid. Some defected to the Japanese.

There is no food, no clothes, no guns and ammunition supply, and there are not many teams that can last until now.

Even after Qian Xiaobao arrived in Harbin, he secretly killed Zhou Xingfu and Qin Yulu. But he felt that there was no splash at all. Someone quickly filled their positions.

The most difficult thing to do is that no matter how you do it, you will feel that you can't see hope.

Qian Xiaobao returned home and saw the old man Shavish sitting by the bed, holding his wife's hand as usual, muttering to himself as if he was praying.

His wife was lying in bed and became more and more serious. She just looked at the ceiling with her eyes open and she was confused.

Qian Xiaobao happened to be full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so it all burst out at this time.

"Why didn't you take her to see a doctor? Just let her wait to die in bed? The little chicken's head fell and she still knew that her legs were not as good as a chicken?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

Old man Shavish couldn't understand what Qian Xiaobao said at all. Maybe he guessed that Qian Xiaobao meant that he raised his finger and pointed to the sky like before.

"It's better to rely on yourself than to rely on God! I'll go and find a doctor to come back to help you see a doctor!" Qian Xiaobao said.

He turned around and left his house and headed straight for the clinic on Schultz on Business Street.

In less than half an hour, a carriage was parked in front of a small western-style building.

Qian Xiaobao and Schultz, carrying the medicine box, got off the carriage.

Schultz looked up at the place where Qian Xiaobao lived, and he only now knew that Qian Xiaobao lived here.

"Get in quickly! The disease is cured, I'll treat you to a meal!" Qian Xiaobao urged.

Qian Xiaobao was a little surprised by the medical treatment process.

After Schultz walked into the bedroom of the old man Shavish, after a brief exchange, the two of them started a warm conversation in German.

Qian Xiaobao then woke up. Shavish and Schultz both came from Germany.

Even Mrs. Shavesh, who was lying on the bed, showed a happy expression on her face.

It is naturally happy to meet people from the same country in a foreign country.

Qian Xiaobao was very embarrassed when he stood beside him because he couldn't understand a word and couldn't even get into the mouth.

Finally, he went upstairs alone to wait for the result of Schultz's treatment.

Schultz only walked upstairs an hour later.

"How is it? Can it be cured?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

Schultz shook his head and said, "They have handed over all of themselves to fate. It's too late to treat it now."

"What is destiny? People rely on themselves!" Qian Xiaobao blurted out.

Schultz explained: "They have their God. I believe that fate is God's will. The two old men originally planned to go to Shanghai from here and then go to the United States. If they get there, they might be able to live a few more years. The medical conditions in Harbin are only better in Japanese hospitals. But now only Japanese soldiers can go in for treatment."

"So why don't they leave now?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"Two years ago, they wrote a letter to their son in Germany and asked their son's family to meet them in Harbin and then go to Shanghai together. But for two years, their son's family has not come and there is no news. What's the point of only two old people going to Shanghai?" Schultz explained.

"I heard that Harbin can write letters to foreign countries. How come there is no news? Since there is a Harbin address, why has his son not come for two years?" Qian Xiaobao asked in confusion.

Schultz felt that it was very complicated to explain to Qian Xiaobao the situation of the Jews in Germany. From the bottom of his heart, he was very pessimistic about the fact that the old man Shavish's son and family could still arrive in Harbin.

"It's not just in China, but the whole world is the same. Some people sacrifice the lives of thousands of people in other countries for their own happiness." Schultz said.

Qian Xiaobao heard that Schultz was referring to the Japanese.

"How did you get here? Where did those people I cured?" Schultz asked.

"All dead, I'm the only one left now." Qian Xiaobao replied.

He was not afraid that Schultz would go to the Japanese to report. After all, Schultz was the one who cured those people.

After entering the security bureau, Qian Xiaobao learned a lot of things. The Japanese have caught many foreign intelligence personnel here. They all interrogated quietly and then dealt with them secretly.

If the Japanese knew that Schultz had helped anti-Japanese elements treat him like this, allowing him to completely disappear in this world without leaving any trace.

"You don't believe that fate is right. But the power of one person or several people is too weak. The form of resistance is not just to pick up the gun directly." Schultz said implicitly.

"What else can I do if I don't use a gun? The paper painter curses the Japanese?" Qian Xiaobao said dissatisfied.

Schultz hesitated. He didn't know if he should have said too much to Qian Xiaobao for the first time.

The superior has replied that he must reject De Braun's invitation. Germany's establishment of surveillance stations and intelligence stations in Shanghai has secretly paid attention to comrades in Shanghai.

And he wants to stay here to pay attention to the movements of the Kwantung Army.

Japan is now full of ambitiousness. The Kwantung Army and some of Japan's domestic forces have always wanted to march northward to cut off the Soviet Far East and put it in their pockets.

This is what the Soviet Union is most concerned about. So for his superiors, Schultz was much more valuable to stay in Harbin than to let him go south to Shanghai.

Schultz thought about it and decided to adopt a roundabout way.

"Did you see me walking in the park with a girl that day?" Schultz asked.

Qian Xiaobao nodded with a smirk: "Are you just walking? You foreigners are just too--"

Qian Xiaobao couldn't continue when he said this. He wanted to say shameless. It was too unreasonable for men and women to hug each other in public.

"I like that girl very much. But I don't know much about her family. Her younger brother, a Russian, actually joined the Japanese army. You have many people in the French consulate. Do you know about this?" Schultz asked.

He tried his best to leave no trace in front of Qian Xiaobao.
Chapter completed!