Qian Xiaobao sat in the tavern, suppressing his anger, and listened to Fansboy telling him to owe Xiaobao over and over again.

This small restaurant was opened by a couple who had almost no skills and had just entered the city.

Fan Shichao ate the leek box with relish, and he felt that the taste of the leek box was even more delicious than the pizza cakes in his hometown.

"Mr. Xiao Baoer, I have found out. They live at No. 59 Toron Street. Some girls are already detained there." Fansberg said.

"Where did you know this news?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

Fansbo put his mouth full of leek smell and put his mouth close to Qian Xiaobao's ear and whispered: "Those Russians have my inside line!"

When Fan Shibo was working under Zhang Dashuai, he used his foreign identity to do intelligence work among the Northeast expatriates. This is still the case now.

"Do you know how they plan to go to Shanghai?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"The two roads, but they all go to Dalian first. Then take a boat to Shanghai directly or take a boat to Tianjin and then take a train to Shanghai." Fansbo replied.

"We can't do it again after they leave here. We should take them all in one fell swoop before they leave here!" Qian Xiaobao said.

"You tell me the time they left Harbin after you figure out the time they left Harbin. Then leave the matter to me." Qian Xiaobao said.

"But--, what should I do?" Fansbor asked, rubbing his thumb and index finger.

The essence of this action is to eat bad things. What Fansplan is most concerned about is whether the money can be cashed out.

"Their money is stored in the bank, right?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"Those people brought this from Shanghai! Yuan Datou!" Fan Shibai said with his big thumb and index finger.

Qian Xiaobao looked at Fansboy with admiration. These foreigners have understood China. Of course, what they understand best is money, how to make money from China.

The Manchukuo coins were useless to bring them to Shanghai. They could not spend them even if they brought them here. Only Yuan Datou and gold bars made of silver could work anywhere.

Gold and silver are usually preserved by themselves.

"If they were arrested and sent to the Japanese, the Japanese would naturally have the ability to pry open their mouths and let them spit out all the valuable things. But then we wouldn't be able to get anything." Qian Xiaobao said.

Fansberg nodded in agreement.

The bones thrown by Japanese to dogs never carry meat.

"You ask your inside line to tell the Russians that the Kwantung Army plans to come and really catch them all in one place. Because the benefits of their business have made the Japanese in Shanghai go, some of the people in the Kwantung Army are very angry!" Qian Xiaobao said in person.

Fan Shibo looked at Qian Xiaobao with some confusion. What does this have to do with money?

"Tell them that the Japanese plan to kill them this time! Then find a group of Russians to replace them! In this way, they will not be able to collect money and prepare to run away?" Qian Xiaobao explained.

Fansbo suddenly realized.

Yegorov was very happy these days. People from Shanghai brought boxes of silver dollars. Of course, those who wanted to take away more than 100 Russian girls and dozens of kilograms of opium from here.

In the Northeast, the Japanese acquiesced to the people to plant poppy because the Japanese can get more taxes from it. In terms of land, planting poppy is much higher than planting ordinary crops. At the same time, huge taxes can be collected from the business of opening tobacco restaurants.

Yegorov can make huge profits by selling opium to the mainland through secret channels!

A group of Russians like Yegorov can also make huge profits from their compatriots by trafficking in Harbin.

Yegorov planned to wait until he had enough money, so he took his family out of the Northeast and went to other parts of the world to enjoy his life.

People from Shanghai stayed in the Madier Hotel in a big way. They were confident that they had Japanese people from Shanghai as their backers.

However, the transaction will take a few days, and the goods prepared by Yegorov have not yet been collected. Of course, the goods they mentioned refer to women and opium.

These days, Yegorov urged his subordinates to prepare goods as soon as possible while accompanying Biguishan from the mainland to eat, drink and have fun.

In the future, Yegorov will also prepare to leave the northeast through the Biguishan passage.

What he didn't know was that there were already eyes staring at them in the secret.

The Fantakiya Nightclub is the most famous nightclub in Harbin. Every night, people come here to have fun are the upper class people in Harbin.

Next to the nightclub are high-end hotels and Western restaurants.

Every night, the hall where 500 people can sit at 11 o'clock is always packed. They all come to watch the dance performance.

Tonight, Yegorov sat in the front row with Bi Guishan and watched dozens of exotic girls dancing in clothes made of white feathers.

Bi Guishan said such dances in his mouth as usual, and they also have them better than you. But his eyes were staring at the beautiful girls.

Yegorov was smiling on his face, but he was scolding Bi Guishan in his heart.

"Boss" a strong Cossack man walked to Yegorov and whispered.

Yegorov knew that something must have happened. He nodded first to greet Bi Guishan and then left his seat and walked out.

"What happened, tank?" Yegorov asked as he walked. Tank was the nickname of the Cossack, and he was the most loyal bodyguard and thug under Yegorov.

"Gobeddan wants to see you." Tank replied.

Gobidan means an officer in Russian. But here he specifically refers to a person under Yegorov, Belarusian officer Sassolovsky, a former colonel in the Tsarist Russian army.

Yegorov usually calls each other by his nickname in his organization.

Sassolovsky still kept his military style straight and sat on the sofa in the private room.

The door of the private room opened, and Yegorov and the tank walked in.

"Uncle Gobidan, are you doing something?" Yegorov asked with a smile.

"I heard an important news. Someone in the Kwantung Army planned to attack you." Gobidan said.

"How is that possible! I am very familiar with some of them!" Yegorov replied disapprovingly.

"But you can't fill all the Japanese's mouths. Those who haven't eaten are angry!" said Gobidan.

"What are the people who want to deal with me?" Yegorov asked.

"It should be from the Security Bureau and the Kanto Military Intelligence Department." Gobidan replied.

Yegorov was silent. The one he deals with most often were the Japanese in the Harbin Police Department. He really had no contact with the Security Bureau and the Kwantung Military Intelligence Department.

"Don't worry, Dad Gobidan. I will handle everything. You can go back." Yegorov said pretending to be calm.
Chapter completed!