above the point of the knife

Chapter 11 A Photo

Shcherkin's study was a bit messy, full of his books and newspapers, and he wouldn't let Feya into it.

Because once his things were moved, it would be difficult for him to find them.

I flipped through the manuscript left by Sherkin casually. This guy still has some talent, and the article is very well written. At least, the original one is definitely not as good.

Zhou Sen's appreciation ability is still there.

Most of the articles written by Serkin criticized the domestic policies of Soviet Russia. Obviously, he hated "communism" extremely.

There are too many manuscripts left by Shelkin, and Zhou Sen couldn't read them all in a while, so he could only browse through them roughly to get a general understanding.

"Boss, do you want to pack these things and take them back?" Gu Lao Liu walked in and asked.

"Is it possible?" Zhou Sen asked. In addition to his manuscripts, there are many books in Shelkin's study, some of which he has not only never seen, but also never heard of.

"Of course, these may have something to do with the case..." Gu Lao Liu chuckled. After all, he was an old man who had worked with Zhou Sen for four years. He naturally understood the young master's temper and thoughts. In that warehouse, the collected books But not a lot.

Young Master Zhou has always had a heart for literature and art, so he naturally loves books, so reading and books are essential.

This Shelkin is alone, and this house is not his own. If the original owner of these books cherishes them, he will keep them. If he still dislikes occupying the space, he will sell them for scrap.

Zhou Sen was not a pedantic person either, he understood what was going on as soon as he heard it, and this Shelkin was almost like an extinct family among the rural population.

This "eating out of households" is very common in the countryside. Rather than benefiting those people, it is better to benefit yourself. If you can preserve this room full of books and manuscripts, it will be a witness of history in the future, which will be a merit.

As for reputation, he is wearing this black dog fur now, does he still care about that?

"Okay, but I won't move right now. I'll go to eat first. After dinner, let's find a big car to come over." Zhou Sen said.

"Okay, listen to the boss." Gu Lao Liu chuckled, "Do you want to move a ladder and go up to the chimney on the roof to have a look?"

"Can you?"

……

In the private room of the shabu-shabu restaurant, four people sat around the table, and the snow-white hot soup was tumbling in the copper pot.

"Ye San'er, I chose a good restaurant today. The mutton is authentic, tender, and smooth..." Zhou Sen almost bit his own tongue on this authentic and original food.

"Dude, give us two cuts of this mutton, no, three cuts, and this tripe..."

"Okay, wait a minute, guest officer." The waiter promised, but he walked towards the back kitchen with a reluctant expression on his face.

Some of these people in black dog skins came to eat, and some of them would pay. The mutton was cut into one portion, and today the shopkeeper probably will have to do it for nothing.

"More?" As soon as the guy arrived in the back kitchen, the boss greeted him, seeing the guy's expression, his face collapsed immediately.

In this snowy day, there weren't many diners, and with fewer customers, less money was earned. It was a really difficult business to come to a table and eat and drink for nothing.

"Cut it, cut it..." The boss sighed, these people wearing black dog skins are not something ordinary people can afford to mess with, eat something, drink something, it's all counted, I'm afraid that after eating, I still take it. It's about to die.

"Several police officers, eat well and drink well..." The boss personally brought in the chopped mutton with a smile on his face.

"Boss, your mutton is authentic, not bad, we have to come here often in the future!" Gu Lao Liu chuckled.

Hearing this, the boss almost spilled the mutton he was holding.

"It's an honor for the shop to have a few police officers here. You are welcome to come often, come often..." The boss said good things, but his heart was bleeding, please don't come again.

"Boss, we've almost got what we want. You paid the bill!" Zhou Sen could see that the boss's face was different, and the corners of his mouth were drawn back, which was obviously a feeling of heartache. He hurriedly took out an "Old Sheep" and said. (Old Sheep: Hundred-Yuan Bill issued by the Central Bank of Manchukuo)
Gu Lao Liu stopped eating meat for a moment, a little surprised, Ye San'er lowered his head and took a sip of wine, but Wu En showed a strange expression.

"Here, it's an honor for a few police officers to come to the shop for dinner. How can I ask for your money..." The boss not only didn't look happy, but trembled with fright. the police?

"Boss, my name is Zhou Sen. You can call me Police Officer Zhou. I don't care about others, but I have to pay for meals. If you settle the bill, I'll give you a little bit. Of course, don't worry about what I want. " Zhou Sen said, "This is my Zhou Sen's eating rules."

The boss was still hesitant, so Gu Laoliu raised his head and scolded: "Our boss has already said that we have to pay for meals and ask you to pay the bill. Didn't you understand?"

"Yes, yes, police officers, I'll do the math right away, and I'll send you the change." The boss took a hundred-yuan bill and hurried out.

"Lao Liu, you are my half-master, and you have been with me the longest. San'er, you and Wu En were with me at about the same time. Let's not talk about the previous ones. We have turned the page. From now on, we will Make a rule, no matter where you eat, you have to pay me." Zhou Sen said, "We were all born and raised in the Ice City, and one day we will grow old and take off our police uniforms. At that time, what will happen without this police uniform? Have you ever thought about it? There are some things that we can’t help ourselves, and we can’t help them, but there are some things that we can do, and we have to accumulate virtue for future generations!”

"Boss, although I have taken you for a while, I, Gu Lao Liu, will never forget your kindness to me. I will do what you say." Gu Lao Liu expressed his attitude, Zhou Sen said He was very pleased, because among the four of them, he was the only one who had a wife and children. Being a policeman seemed to be a good thing, but in fact, in the eyes of the Japanese, he was still being ordered around. What is the difference between being a slave and being a slave?
"San'er, what about you?"

Ye San'er usually likes to take advantage of a small advantage, but he is not a bad person, and he catches a lot of people like him on the street.

"Okay, I'll listen to my brother, and I will pay for all meals in the future." Although Ye San'er did not agree so happily, she also agreed.

As for Wu En, he didn't ask any more. This guy is too principled. If he didn't follow Zhou Sen, he wouldn't be able to get along in the police station at all.

"After you finish your meal in a while, Wu En, find me a big cart, and we'll go to Shelkin's house to pack something." Zhou Sen ordered.

Wu En nodded while picking up the food.

……

"What did you say, Zhou Sen and his subordinates moved a large cart of things from Shelkin's house?" Lin Dakuan was surprised when he heard the report from his subordinates.

This must be too ugly to eat.

Although Saburo Shibuya did not allow him to contact Zhou Sen for the time being, it did not mean that he was not allowed to send someone to follow and monitor Zhou Sen's actions.

In fact, Zhou Sen's every move was under his surveillance.

"Yes, Director, they've all been moved to his warehouse on Haicheng Street, one pile after another. When I saw them unloading the cars, I felt old and heavy..." The subordinates reported vividly.

"You haven't been discovered, have you?" Lin Dakuan frowned, then asked.

"No, that kid has three people under his command, only Gu Lao Liu is fine, and the other two are too young." The subordinate said confidently.

"Well, keep an eye on me, and report immediately if you have any situation!" Lin Dakuan ordered, although he didn't know why Shibuya Saburo suddenly became interested in a prodigal young master, could it be to adopt his white Russian father?

But Anthony has been away from Ice City for three months...

When the Japanese do things, he doesn't dare to ask more questions, and he doesn't dare to explore easily. If he offends something, he will be unlucky.

In the past few years, some people disappeared inexplicably every month, and he didn't want to be one of them.

Lin Dakuan immediately picked up the phone on the table and reported the situation to Saburo Shibuya. After hearing this, Saburo Shibuya just said "Oh, I see" and hung up the phone without further words.

This made Lin Dakuan feel that there must be a lot of content in it, he didn't dare to think about it, and he had better obey orders honestly.

……

The people from the secret service department obviously didn't touch the things in Shelkin's study, otherwise, with their simple and rough style of doing things, the whole study would have been a mess long ago.

Basically the Shelkins' study was evacuated.

"Well, you all go to work, I can clean it up by myself." Zhou Sen told Gu Lao Liu and the others.

"Boss, there are so many, how long will you have to work alone?" Ye San'er asked.

"You don't understand Russian, and you can't help me. You can't quit your job and help me here, right?"

"It's windy and snowy outside, what work can I do..."

"Lao Liu, go to Uncle Suzanne's house and find out what happened before she suddenly disappeared." Zhou Sen ordered directly, "Ye San'er, you go with Lao Liu."

"What about Urn?"

"Wu En still has to return the carriage to someone else, why don't you trade it with Wu En?" Zhou Sen said to Ye San'er.

"I'd better go to that Susannah's uncle's house with the sixth child." Ye San'er shrank his head. It was easy to return the carriage, but it would be troublesome to come back. Based on his understanding of Wu En, he would definitely not want to spend the money. The money called a car, and I walked back.

Going out with Gu Lao Liu will be different, at least you don't have to suffer with your feet, and Gu Lao Liu will be responsible for doing things.

Zhou Sen was left alone in the warehouse.

On this snowy day, he even sent Gu Lao Liu and the others away, not because he was sympathetic to his subordinates, but because he found a photo in a book brought back from Shelkin's study.

There were three rows of people in the photo, both men and women, most of whom Zhou Sen didn't recognize, but there was one person on it that he would never mistake.

Papa Anthony.

This photo was taken two years ago, and the background is the Yamato Hotel on Station Street, because the Yamato Hotel was formerly a Russian officers' club, which was occupied by the Japanese, and it was remodeled two years ago and officially opened for business.

The people in this photo belong to a Belarusian group: the Union of Russian Patriots.

Papa Anthony sat in the middle left of the first row, as if from an important position, showing his extraordinary status in this organization.

But he had never seen this photo in his original memory.

Shelkin stood in the last row. The photo of this battle was sandwiched in a thick Russian dictionary. If the dictionary hadn't accidentally slipped out of Ah's hand and exposed a corner of the photo, he might not have noticed it.

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