A Damascus knife.
Place on knife rest.
The blade was quite sharp and almost cut Zhou Sen's finger. He was so frightened that he quickly put it back.
This is Anthony’s favorite thing. He also has a complete set of Cossack cavalry armor and horse gear!
Zhou Sen didn't like these things that Anthony's father regarded as treasures. Therefore, Zhou Sen rarely came to the study except when he made mistakes and was taught a lesson.
Even less since he became a police officer as an adult.
He originally likes literature, drama, and performances. He also feels that he has a special literary talent. If he can explore the path of art, he will have the opportunity to become a literary master in the future.
Unfortunately, his literary dream was brutally cut short by Anthony's father.
In my memory, I was forced to learn horse riding, wrestling, tracking, driving, photography, psychology...
After being exposed to these things, some strange things emerged in Zhou Sen's mind, all of which seemed to be related to Anthony's father.
Mu De, if he continues to think about it like this, Zhou Sen will doubt whether he will have a split personality. Many of these are completely opposite to him.
There is a photo of him and Anthony's father on the desk, which was taken when he first entered the police academy. He is wearing a black police uniform and standing behind Anthony's father who is sitting on the chair.
What he loved most was the beard on his upper lip, which was trimmed very beautifully. It said that a mature and reliable man could not live without a beard.
Father Anthony is a studious person, and he has a lot of books in his study, not only in Russian, but also in Chinese, Japanese and English.
In the original memory, he was sold by his parents when he was very young. He stayed in a theater troupe before he was ten years old. It was very hard to practice martial arts, he didn't have enough to eat, and beatings were common. Later, he saw an opportunity and escaped. He was living on the street and was picked up by Anthony's father.
It was said that he was picking it up, but it was not said that he was saving it. Otherwise, he would have died of starvation or freezing to death on the street.
These things are quite vague to Zhou Sen now. If he doesn't think about them deliberately, he can't even recall them.
He had to work hard to relive his past life in his mind. After all, it was related to his future survival.
His eyes were suddenly attracted by an oil painting on the wall directly opposite the desk.
It was a portrait.
The man in the portrait looks very much like Anthony, that is his father.
A spirited old man was sitting on a Russian armchair. He was dressed in a Russian aristocratic dress with bright colors and a pair of bright eyes. He looked very proud. In particular, there was an emerald as big as a pigeon's egg on the ring finger of his left hand. ring.
It is said to be the only treasure passed down from the family.
Zhou Sen has only heard of it, but has never seen it. It must have been hidden by Anthony's father. This thing is not to say priceless, but at least it is quite valuable and easy to be remembered.
It's just that the surface of the ring seems a bit bright, and it's a bit inconsistent when compared with the colors on the sides...
Zhou Sen couldn't help but reached out and touched it out of curiosity. With a little force, he felt that the surface of the ring was "dented" inward.
There was only a "click" sound.
Is this an agency? !
Zhou Sen's heart was beating wildly, something he didn't remember in his memory. He turned his head and saw that the sound came from the bookcase behind the desk!
One of the middle partitions on the first floor moved aside, revealing a hidden compartment.
In my impression, Anthony's father was just a Belarusian businessman with a little money. How could he have such a sophisticated hidden mechanism in his home?
Is there some secret behind this?
With a strong curiosity, Zhou Sen reached into the hidden compartment and touched something like a rectangular box.
He took it out and put it on the desk.
The box is not big and made of wood. I can’t tell what kind of material it is made of, but it feels heavy and has a relatively hard texture.
The box has no lock, just a simple copper button.
Zhou Sen is in trouble, would you like to open it and take a look? Since Father Anthony went to great lengths to hide such a secret cabinet at home, it must be a very important thing. Could it be that the emerald ring in the oil painting is hidden inside?
If it were true, it would make sense.
After thinking about it carefully, I gave up. Although I am not a gentleman, I still disdain to do such a dishonorable thing as peeking into other people's secrets.
He put the box away and hid it back, breathing a long sigh of relief.
Father Anthony said he went to Fengtian to discuss business. It has been almost three months since he left, and no news has come back.
Although Fengtian is a bit far away and it might be a bit troublesome to call back, but it's okay to send a telegram, right?
Situations like this have happened before, but rarely for such a long time.
It's not a bad thing if he doesn't come back. There is no one to control him. In the past three months, "Zhou Sen" has completely let himself go. Otherwise, how would he have the chance to occupy the magpie's nest?
Forget it, let's go back to the room and sleep. Tomorrow we have to deal with Lin Dakuan, who is not an easy master to deal with.
Headache……
The Iberia Hotel, located on Daoli Central Street, is a Baroque-style building with exquisite reliefs and a very luxurious appearance.
The guests coming in and out of the door, all dressed in high-end clothes, were very lively.
Zhou Sen got off a carriage, held on to his black mink velvet dome hat, and exhaled a white breath. It was really too cold today. I had no choice but to wear more clothes. I really didn't dare to go out.
It was already after ten o'clock in the morning, and there seemed to be not many people on the usually bustling Central Street. Pedestrians walked by with their heads lowered and hurriedly passed by.
I bought two packs of Shuangfu cigarettes from a cigarette dealer. The half pack of cigarettes I took away from Bai Yulan yesterday has long been gone.
Entered the hotel lobby through the tall revolving door.
It is indeed a high-end hotel. It is very luxuriously decorated inside. The lobby is spacious and bright. The carved pillars are like exquisite works of art. The floor is as smooth as a mirror. People can be reflected when you step on it. If this is done in future generations, this The quality of decoration is not bad either.
"Sir, do you have a reservation?" The lobby manager came up and asked.
"Special Agent Section of the Police Department, Lin Dakuan." Zhou Sen reported a name.
The lobby manager suddenly showed a hint of surprise and said hurriedly: "It turns out to be Director Lin's guest. Please come with me."
"Thank you." Zhou Sen nodded slightly and followed the manager to the second floor.
"You are Mr. Zhou Sen, right? Director Lin called and asked you to sit down for a while. He will be here soon." The manager opened a private room, let Zhou Sen in, and said with a smile.
"Yeah." Zhou Sen nodded, "Give me a glass of water."
"Okay, Master Zhou, please wait a moment." The manager said respectfully and left.
Take off your hat, coat and scarf and hang them on the hangers. The stove is burning in the private room, so it is much warmer than outside.
Not long after, a waiter knocked on the door and came in, brought him a glass of hot water, said "take it easy" and went out.
He had just been promoted to police lieutenant, and now he was freed from the wind and rain of patrolling the streets, and had the opportunity to sit directly in an office.
You know, many police officers would find it difficult to cross this step. Ordinary police officers would never have a chance in their lifetime.
Speaking of which, his promotion this time was somewhat inexplicable, and he was confused as to why.
It was suddenly announced the day before yesterday that he was encouraged by a group of colleagues from the police station to go to Ningxiang Pavilion to drink flower wine that night. He didn't know how much wine he drank.
And why did he climb onto Bai Yulan's bed? He had no idea what happened in the meantime?
Although Ningxiang Pavilion is a happy place for men, it is still somewhat different from other Chunlou Chu Pavilions in Bingcheng.
First of all, the girls in the hotel are of a relatively high standard, which most people cannot afford. Moreover, the girls have the right to choose customers.
The more popular a girl is, the more autonomy she has.
Secondly, Bai Yulan, the owner of Ningxiang Pavilion, is known as the most beautiful outsider. She is not a simple woman.
She was not the first boss of Ningxiang Pavilion. The first boss was named Ma and was her husband. In fact, she should be regarded as the proprietress of Ningxiang Pavilion.
However, Boss Ma was unlucky. Less than two years after Bai Yulan married him, Boss Ma died suddenly and mysteriously.
Bai Yulan took over the Ningxiang Pavilion, but not only did it fail as some people imagined, but after an audition for the Queen of the Flower Kingdom, Bai Yulan personally participated and won the title of Queen of the Ice City Flower Kingdom. At this point, she became the most beautiful woman outside the Dao. It spread like wildfire, and the Ningxiang Pavilion, which was originally only slightly famous, suddenly became the most famous ecstasy cave in Bingcheng.
It is juxtaposed with Qunfang Building in Taohua Lane and Qunxian Guild Hall on Beidao Street.
How could this woman, who was coveted by so many people for her beauty and wealth, get involved with a little policeman like him?
It's scary to think about it.
I'm afraid the water here is bottomless.
If you die under the peony flowers, you can be a cool ghost, but you have to be a clear wind ghost.
He didn't believe that Bai Yulan fell in love with him. There must be some hidden secret, but he didn't have time to pursue this now.
And today’s banquet is probably not going to be a good one...
While Zhou Sen was thinking wildly, there were a few footsteps outside the door.
He quickly threw away his distracting thoughts and stood up quickly.
The person who opened the door and walked in directly was Lin Dakuan. His big head was so eye-catching. There were three people behind him, all wearing Puppet Manchukuo police uniforms.
One police officer and two police lieutenants were both older than him.
People from the Special Branch of the National Police Agency, in Ice City, don't give face to anyone except the Japanese. They are used to being domineering. You can tell by the way they walk and the expressions on their faces.
The identity information of the three people quickly emerged in Zhou Sen's original memory. Following Lin Dakuan was half a police officer named Zou Shuxun, the captain of the Special Agent Division Action Team, nicknamed "Zou Laizi", and was born in a gangster. Later, he was recruited into the regular army and his left foot was injured. After the Japanese occupied Bingcheng, he sold himself and became a traitor and lackey, becoming Lin Dakuan's number one thug.
Li Shaotang is the director of the Criminal Division of the Judicial Section of the Police Department. He has dark skin and a cold face all day long, as if someone owes him a lot of money. He is nicknamed "Li Erlu". This guy has a good interrogation skills and belongs to Lin Dakuan. Be my brother, my absolute confidant.
The last one is fair and chubby, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, with small, mean-looking eyes. His name is Wu Shuqing, a few years older than Zhou Sen, and he is the Japanese translator of the Secret Service Division.
Basically, Lin Dakuan took this guy with him when handling cases and dealing with Japanese people. Lin Dakuan didn't speak Japanese very well, and his daily greetings were okay. If he really wanted to talk about something, he would be blind.
He didn't know how Father Anthony got together with a traitor like Lin Dakuan, but when he changed his mind, it was understandable that Father Anthony was from Belarus, and the so-called "traitor" was no obstacle to him.
"Uncle Lin." Zhou Sen quickly stepped forward and greeted him.
Now it seems that Father Anthony is also a man with secrets.
For a moment, Zhou Sen was a little confused. Lin Dakuan came to him. It was obvious that he had bad intentions, but he couldn't refuse.
