The train conductors on the South Manchuria Railway are all Japanese. This is inevitable. The Japanese will not give such important positions to the Chinese.
Japanese people are not very tall, usually about 1.6 meters tall. Compared with the malnourished Chinese, they are slightly lower. There is no way, their genes are like this.
This kind of situation can only be changed through the improvement of the human race.
What the Japanese like to do most is "borrowing seeds".
This is a digression, so let’s not talk about it. The policeman quickly called over a Japanese man who was about forty years old, not tall, and slightly fat.
Judging from the uniform he is wearing, he should be the conductor of this train.
"I am Tahara, the conductor of this train. Sir, please let me go first and we can talk." Tahara behaved very capable, restrained and polite. It was obvious that he had dealt with such incidents before. experience.
Listening to the other party's poor Chinese, Zhou Sen simply said in Japanese: "Tahara-kun, if I let him go, can I still get off this train?"
When Tahara heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
The policeman's face turned pale with fear. You must know that although Japan has occupied Northeast China for many years and implemented enslavement education, making all primary and secondary schools required to learn Japanese, there are still only a few Chinese who can speak fluent Japanese.
And he didn't even figure out the identity of the other party just now. If the other party was Japanese, then he would be kicked on the iron plate this time.
And the Japanese who can wear such good clothes and have servants around them, are they ordinary people?
"Your Excellency?"
Zhou Sen took out an ID card from his pocket and handed it over: "Only you can see this, not others."
Tahara reached out his hand to take it suspiciously, and when he turned on the lights in the carriage, he saw clearly what was inside and was immediately startled.
This was a certificate issued by the Kwantung Army's intelligence agency. He had seen it before, and when he saw the guy who was being held hostage, he understood what was going on.
This guy didn't mention it on the iron plate, but on the steel plate.
With this certificate, even if the other party killed the person on the spot, it would be nothing.
Tian Yuan quickly closed the certificate, stood at attention, bowed, and returned the certificate to Zhou Sen with both hands: "I'm sorry, I didn't do my job well, and I frightened you."
"Tahara-kun, I want this person to disappear from this train, can you do it?" Zhou Sen let go of the thief and said.
"No problem." Tahara waved his hand, and two stewards came up and dragged the injured thief away without any explanation. Then he walked to the door of the carriage, opened the door, and threw the person out.
Clean and crisp.
It was freezing cold outside, and he was in an unknown wilderness. This guy was injured. There was a high chance that he would not freeze to death, but would be dragged away and eaten by wild beasts. The probability of survival was extremely small.
As for the aggressive policeman who saw this scene, his back felt cold at the moment. He knew that if Zhou Sen pursued him and Tahara spoke up, he would also be thrown down.
"Tahara-kun, I'm getting off at Xinjing Station. If you have nothing to do, please don't disturb me." Zhou Sen ordered. Tahara, a conductor, is nothing in Zhou Sen's eyes. What he needs now is Wasim's identity.
So, don't be too respectful to him.
"I understand. You should have a good rest. I have caused trouble to you." Tian Yuan also knew that the other party had a lot of background. There was no need to offend him for a thief, not to mention that such a person would not be regretted to die.
Zhou Sen glanced at the policeman coldly and said nothing. He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for himself.
But Tahara probably won't let him go. Japanese people have always been narrow-minded. He will definitely not be merciful to this policeman who almost made him unlucky. Losing his job is probably a light thing.
If the thief hadn't taken action and wanted to hurt someone, the most he could have done was teach him a lesson and tell him to get out and not meddle in other people's business.
Now I'm fine, I've risked my life.
"Stop watching the excitement and go to bed!" the flight attendant yelled, and there were sounds of doors closing in the carriage.
The sleeper car quickly returned to calm, as if what just happened had never happened.
Zhou Sen also returned to his room.
"Xiao Sen, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Bai Yulan asked with concern.
"It's okay, a little thief has been dealt with." Zhou Sen said, "I didn't expect that we were cautious enough, but we were still targeted."
"It's better to be careful when going out." Bai Yulan nodded.
"Go to sleep. We'll arrive in Xinjing in a few hours. No one will bother us anymore." Zhou Sen chuckled.
If something like this happens, Tahara will definitely arrange for someone to guard this place to prevent something like this from happening again.
Two rooms apart, there were also four people living there, two men and two women, similar to Zhou Sen and his party. It was Feng Hua, Su Yun and his party who returned to Bingcheng from Peiping.
They should be returning to Ice City to celebrate the New Year.
"Xiaoyun, did you see clearly, is it really him?" Feng Hua asked Su Yun seriously. He was not familiar with Zhou Sen. He just met each other, so it does not count as acquaintance.
"Well, actually, when I got on the train at Fengtian Station, I took a photo with him in the corridor. However, at that time, I just thought he looked familiar and I didn't recognize him for a while. I looked carefully just now and it was really him." Su Yun Said with certainty.
"Isn't he a small policeman in Bibingcheng? Why did he come to Fengtian? Also, who is with him? Have you seen it?" Feng Hua still looks down on small policemen like Zhou Sen who rely on women to get their positions. .
"No, I just saw him alone." Su Yun said, "Since we met, maybe we went back to Ice City together. How about we find a chance to say hello tomorrow?"
"Did he recognize you when you got in the car?"
"Maybe not……"
"Since you don't recognize him, you're not particularly familiar with him, so why bother greeting him?" Feng Hua knew that Zhou Sen was not dead, but he was afraid that Su Yun would find out and that he secretly invited him to the city park in Su Yun's name in an attempt to The secret that killed him.
This time, their plan to return to Ice City to get married was completely ruined.
It took him nearly a year to coax Su Yun back, which can be said to have been a huge effort.
"Okay, let's wait until we get back to Ice City." Su Yun nodded. She hoped to meet Zhou Sen on the train, but considering that Feng Hua was nearby, she felt it was better not to let them meet.
…
"What did you show that train conductor? He treated you with respect." Bai Yulan asked curiously.
"You have nothing, just a certificate issued by a Japanese." Zhou Sen chuckled.
"Can I take a look?"
"Of course." Zhou Sen did not refuse and took out the certificate and handed it to Bai Yulan.
Bai Yulan opened it and looked at it, her eyes narrowed slightly. This certificate was a proper "murder license". As long as she didn't meet someone bigger, no one would dare to offend it.
"Is this certificate authentic?"
"Of course it's true, otherwise how could we make the train conductor submit?" Zhou Sen said, "Actually, if you don't need this thing, don't use it. There's nothing worth showing off."
"Put it away. If you lose this thing, you will be in trouble." Bai Yulan returned the ID to Zhou Sen.
"Yu Lan, this thing is just a talisman to me. Apart from that, it has no other use." Zhou Sen explained, "That's why I brought it with me when I went out this time. It saves us the trouble of not having to Less hassle.”
Bai Yulan nodded.
If it hadn't been for this today, they would have really been in trouble on the train.
"I'm afraid that after you get tainted by the sweetness of power given by the Japanese, you forget that you are still Chinese." Bai Yulan said quietly.
"Don't worry, I know who I am." Zhou Sen nodded.
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The train stops at Xinjing Station.
All passengers have to get off the bus. Those who arrive at the station will leave directly. Those who continue to go north will have to transfer. Zhou Sen and others will stay in Xinjing temporarily.
So, after getting off the bus, we headed directly outside the station.
Xingjing was originally a small town with less than 100,000 people. After the Japanese designated it as the capital of the puppet Manchuria, they carried out planning and construction.
In just a few years, it has become a city with a population of hundreds of thousands. Moreover, this city is basically newly built, and it is based on the Japanese style of being neither foreign nor foreign. It looks quite good. Not bad, but there is always a sense of dissonance.
The roads in the city are very wide, with trees planted on both sides, neatly trimmed, and street lights. The roads are very straight.
This is a picture drawn on a piece of white paper. The Japanese obviously want to build Xinjing into their other Kyoto, or another Tokyo.
Moreover, Xinjing is located in the center of Manchuria and is the closest to the routes to Japan's main island.
It is undeniable that the Japanese sincerely want to build this city, but their purpose is to invade and occupy other people's lands and enslave the people of other countries.
No matter how well he builds this city, it can't change their greedy, cruel and shameless nature.
After leaving the train station, diagonally across from the famous landmark building in Xinjing is the Yamato Hotel. There are seven Yamato hotels in Manchuria and are managed by the Hotel Section of the Manchuria Railway Transport Department.
The Yamato Hotel is not something that ordinary people can stay in. It has to be a puppet Manchukuo dignitary or an officer at the level of a Japanese military officer. The accommodation fee for one night is enough for an ordinary house for several months. Moreover, if you are rich and not high enough, you may not be able to stay there. .
Even if they could afford it, they wouldn't live there. It's too high-profile.
There are still many hotels in Xinjing, and the environment is not bad. Zhou Sen found a hotel called "Chunhe" about two hundred meters away from the train station.
The name sounds a bit Japanese, but when the boss talks, he is an authentic Chinese.
Zhou Sen still booked three rooms. He and Bai Yulan had a large room, and Axiang and Wu En each had a smaller room.
Settled in, put away luggage.
Zhou Sen invited the three of them out to eat. It was their first time in Xinjing and they didn't know what to eat, so they walked around casually.
"Xiao Sen, there is a dumpling restaurant in front. We haven't eaten dumplings in a long time. Why don't we go eat dumplings." Bai Yulan has good eyes and saw a dumpling restaurant in front of her.
"Okay, let's eat dumplings as our first meal in Xinjing!" Zhou Sen nodded.
It was still early here, and there were not many customers in the dumpling restaurant. They were sitting in twos and threes. On the stove, hot water was boiling in a large pot. After a while, plates of dumplings were served, sparkling and cute, and exuding steam. The heat.
Zhou Sen and the other four ordered six plates of dumplings. Wu En had a big appetite, and one plate was definitely not enough. There were some with pork fillings and some with mutton fillings.
After seven or eight minutes, the dumplings were served to them.
The taste of this dumpling restaurant is good, the skin is thin, and the fillings are delicious and juicy, otherwise the business would not be so good.
They came to Xinjing this time to have fun and relax. The main reason was to inspect the market in Xinjing and see the next step of opening a "Sen" tea restaurant in Xinjing. He is not Anthony's father, he is a free man and can be used as a Leaving at will on the pretext of business, the person in charge of "Coming to Europe" is not that easy to be.
Of course, Zhou Sen also has his own goals. He wants to meet more than one person in Xinjing. He is still worried about what excuse he can use to separate from Bai Yulan and act alone.
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