above the point of the knife

Chapter 13 Encounter? (Please collect!)

This matter must not be known to outsiders, even if he knows that it is easier for Belarus to survive in the current ice city.

If the Japanese are regarded as first-class people, then the Belarusian and Baekje people are second-class people, while the Manchukuo (Chinese) can only be regarded as third-class people.

But what about the future?
Zhou Sen knew that once Anthony's father's identity was exposed, he was his adopted son, even if he was not related by blood, would he be able to get away with it?

Not to mention, he himself is still a policeman in Puppet Manchuria.

Life was so difficult in the past, and he survived it. Now, it is just a change of environment. It is difficult, but is there anything more meaningful than living well?

This thing hasn't reached that point yet, so what's there to despair about?

Even if Papa Anthony has his unknown identity, so what, he is him, and he is himself, which cannot be confused.

The case is still being investigated, and life is still going on.

Zhou Sen put away these manuscripts, and with a sigh of relief, he simply went back to his room to sleep. If he didn't sleep, how could he have the energy to sweep the snow tomorrow?
At least I can still dream of Bai Yulan, I really miss that smell.

……

Father Anthony was not at home, and the house seemed deserted. Zhou Sen got up early in the morning to sweep the snow.

How can I get out without sweeping a path out of the yard?
Naturally, there is a special snow removal team on the street to do this job, otherwise, the city would not be able to function for a day.

As for the rural areas, there is no other way. At this time, we can only stay at home for winter, and production activities have basically stopped.

After only a while, Zhou Sen was sweating all over. This snow sweeping was really physical work, and his small body was indeed a bit weak.

It seems that I will exercise in the future. I can’t do it at home, but there is still a space in the warehouse I rented. At that time, I can get some indoor exercise equipment and put it inside. It is not suitable to put it outside in winter.

I am only 24 years old, and the days to come are still long.

Get rings, horizontal bars and parallel bars, and wooden dummy stakes, sandbags, can you pick up the Wing Chun you have learned for a few days...

Zhou Sen was thinking about how many things he could put in that place, when someone knocked on the courtyard door.

Throwing down the shovel, Zhou Sen went to open the door, but it was Wu En who came.

"Wuen, why are you here?"

"My mother asked me to bring you some mutton, young master." Wu En said honestly.

Only then did Zhou Sen notice that Wu En was carrying two slaughtered fat sheep on his back. Except for the sheep's head, everything else was brought, and eight big lamb legs were hung around his neck. heavy.

It was raw mutton, and the taste was still a bit stinky, so Zhou Sen couldn't help frowning slightly.

"You just recited it all the way?" Zhou Sen was surprised. Wu En's home is in Guxiangtun, which is far away from the city. He usually rides a bicycle. A car can only walk on two legs.

Carrying a hundred catties of mutton on his back and walking for almost thirty miles, Zhou Sen was so envious of his physical fitness that he was a little jealous.

This really embodies the old saying: well-developed limbs, simple mind.

"Wuen, what are you doing? How else can I ask your mother to give me something?" Zhou Sen asked hastily. Although he had helped Wuen's family, he never expected anything in return.

"My mother said that there was a snowstorm at home last year, and the house was collapsed by the heavy snow. If the young master hadn't paid us to rent a house and built a new house for us, our family would not even have a place to live. We are grateful for this kindness." You have to remember it all the time." Wu En said as he came in carrying the mutton.

"How much is this mutton, I'll give it to you later..." Zhou Sen didn't have the habit of taking advantage of others, and this sheep was not cheap.

"Master, if you give me the money, I won't come anymore." Wu En put down the mutton and said with a firm expression.

"Okay, I'll take it, it's okay to take it!" Zhou Sen said helplessly, Wu En is this kind of person, he admits death, and he won't eat other people's mutton for free, just find a chance to replenish him in the future.

"Irina, come here and deal with this sheep. Let's eat sheep scorpions tonight, and put the rest in the ice cellar first!"

"Okay, master." Irina happily agreed, this big fat sheep weighs at least a hundred catties, and it will be enough to eat for a long time in the ice cellar.

"Wuen, have you had breakfast?" Zhou Sen turned his head and asked, and then said, "Forget it, even if you have eaten, you are still hungry after walking such a long distance, let's eat together, anyway, Irina always eats breakfast Do a lot."

Barbecue, Da Lieba, and milk are a very nutritious breakfast, but Zhou Sen wants to drink a bowl of tofu curd with fried crispy fried dough sticks. This is the Chinese breakfast, and it has a good taste.

Seeing Wu En taking a big piece of barbecue, it tasted delicious, Zhou Sen directly pushed his plate over.

"Master..."

"I don't have an appetite today. You can eat. I'll just drink a glass of milk." Zhou Sen explained with a slight smile.

Wu En didn't think much about it, thanked him, and started to eat.

After a while, Zhou Sen's share also went into Wu En's stomach. Seeing his unfinished look, he couldn't help sighing.

There is such an edible food in this family, even if it costs a lot to feed this mouth, and Wu En is an honest man, even the little salary from the police station is enough for him to spend.

However, if Wu En can support himself, that would be the greatest help to the family. If it weren't for Zhou Sen's help from time to time, it would be difficult to save a few bucks throughout the year.

Wu En is not young anymore, and his family is also planning a marriage for him. Only when a man is married and has a small family of his own can he truly shoulder the responsibility of linking the past and the future.

Wu En is a diligent child. After eating, he also knows how to help Irina clean up the table. Father Anthony valued his real quality, so he gave him this opportunity.

"Let's go, Wu En, go to the police station first, and then go to patrol the streets. I don't think there is anything wrong today." Zhou Sen changed his clothes and greeted Wu En.

The two of them went out, and the street had already been cleared for a walkable path. The snow on the side of the road was still very thick, layer after layer, and the bottom layer of snow might have to wait until the spring of next year. will completely melt.

The snow stopped long ago, and the weather will be fine for at least half a month.

Although he is not used to walking on two legs, Zhou Sen decided to suppress the idea of ​​"getting a car" for the sake of his body.

Although walking is slow, it is a healthy way of travel, especially in the aspect of "grinding foreign work".

"Seed cake, sesame cake..."

Hey, smelling this scent, Zhou Sen couldn't move anymore. Chopped scallion mixed with lard, this smell was exactly the same as in memory, it strongly hooked the glutton in his stomach and almost crawled out.

"Go, Wu En, the young master will take you to eat delicious food."

"Master, isn't it just biscuits? What's there to eat?" Wu En scratched his head, not understanding what happened to this young master recently, he was completely different from the person he knew before.

So fragrant!

This crispy sesame seed cake, served with tender tofu nao, is really delicious.

One is not enough, another one is needed...

"Dude, pay the bill..." Zhou Sen, who was full and feeling extremely comfortable, was about to get up to pay the bill when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a White Russian woman sitting on the next table.

Although it was just a glance, that face actually gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Confused, Zhou Sen left, but within a few steps, the Belarusian woman paid the bill and followed.

This made Zhou Sen feel something was wrong.

The Belarusian woman's stalking is too blatant, do you really not take him as a little inspector seriously?
Continue to go forward for four 500 meters.

Zhou Sen was basically sure that the Belarusian woman was following them. If he pretended not to know, he would be too incompetent, so he turned around and rushed over.

"Miss, you have been with us all the way, can I help you with anything?" Zhou Sen said restrainedly.

"Are you Police Officer Zhou Sen?" The Belarusian woman said Zhou Sen's name in one breath.

Zhou Sen showed surprise on his face: "Miss, we don't seem to have met before, and I don't know you, do I?"

"Officer Zhou Sen, I am the girlfriend of Sherkin, the editor of Songjiang Daily, and my name is Susanna." The Belarusian woman introduced.

Zhou Sen exclaimed, "Are you Susanna?"

No wonder he felt that this White Russian woman looked familiar just now, as if he had seen her before. It turned out that he had seen her photo.

"Miss Suzanne, what are you looking for?" Zhou Sen was surprised. Suzanne looked like a weak girl, and it was too weird how she found her.

"I know that Police Officer Zhou Sen is investigating the case of Sheerkin's murder, so I came to you to beg you to help me catch the murderer who killed Sheerkin." Susannah said, with tears in her eyes.

Zhou Sen frowned.

He was investigating the murder of Sherkin. Not many people knew about it. Of course, there must be many people in Nangang Police Station and Bingcheng Police Station who knew about it.

But who would tell Susanna who had been reported missing, and Susanna lived outside the road, how did she know, and how did she know herself?
Although he was well-known in Bingcheng, everyone lived in different circles. Logically, Susanna would not be able to get in touch with him, nor would she know him.

The sudden appearance of this woman completely disrupted his train of thought. There are too many mysteries in it.

Here, if one step is wrong, it is likely to be lost forever.

Zhou Sen became extremely vigilant in his heart.

This was Ice City in 1938, the spy capital of the Far East under the rule of the cruel and dark secret agents of the Japanese invaders. Everything that is happening now shows that there is an invisible hand manipulating it all.

"Miss Suzanne, how do you know that I'm investigating the murder of Shelkin? Who told you?" Zhou Sen's eyes were cold.

"Aunt Feya told me."

"Feya, a servant of Shelkin's family?" Zhou Sen asked, "How could she tell you this?"

"Actually, Officer Zhou, can you find a safe place and let me tell you the details, okay?" Susanna's eyes showed a trace of nervousness and anxiety.

"Why, is someone trying to harm you?" Zhou Sen asked, Suzanne's sudden appearance was beyond his expectation.

"Well, I don't know. Anyway, I don't dare to go back now that I have a family. I'm afraid I'll hurt my uncle and them." Suzanne suddenly became emotional, covered her mouth, and almost cried out.

Zhou Sen saw that it was not a problem to talk about things on the street, and it was not appropriate to bring them back to the police station. However, this clue that was finally delivered to the door cannot be let go.

"Wuen, you take me, Miss Suzanne, to the warehouse first." Zhou Sen told Wuen, "I'll go to the police station and click on it, and then I'll go."

"Yes, master." Wu En nodded. He didn't ask any more questions, but felt that Susanna was quite pitiful anyway.

　Xiaofeng wants to write a different spy war, it may be a bit slow, but I hope everyone can tolerate and support Xiaofeng, thank you!

　　
　
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