He came to the wharf with a motorcycle, and Jiang Hao found the Japanese Logistics Management Office. A lieutenant uniform allowed him to pass through. A military officer accepted Jiang Hao.

"I'm Masa Yasuda, a reporter for" Tokyo Riichi Shimbun "," Jiang Hao showed his press card and pass, and Jun Cao returned the documents with respect in both hands after reading. "Mr. Yasuda, is there anything wrong?"

"I'm going back to Japan. Is there a ship back to Japan recently?" Jiang Hao asked.

The military sergeant quickly checked the information and said, "Mr. Yasuda, the last ship was 2 days later, but it was only a freighter. There was no guest room and I could only live in the warehouse. Many people were very cluttered. I do n’t recommend you Ride. "

"If you are not in a hurry, a cruise ship will come from Japan after 4 days, and after returning for about 2 days, the cruise will be more comfortable to live." Jun Cao said.

Jiang Hao thought about it, not in a hurry one day or two. "Then I'll take a cruise back."

"Okay, I'll give you a boarding slip."

After getting the boarding list, Jiang Hao was able to board the ship freely. He left without spending any money. He drove around the street and stopped in front of a small Japanese store.

Entering the store, a clerk came over to say hello, Jiang Hao said coldly, and said in Japanese, "Is your boss here, ask your boss to come over."

The clerk hurriedly called the boss, and a short time later came out of the middle room a middle-aged man wearing a kimono and stepping on a wooden cymbal with Danhu. He saw Jiang Hao bent over and saluted, and said with a smile, "Mr. Military Officer, what is the matter Thing? "

"Do you only buy things here? You can't accept them." Jiang Hao asked in a stiff tone.

The shop owner looked awry, "Ah, we don't accept anything here."

Jiang Hao couldn't help but put the camera on the counter, and said flatly, "If you don't take it, mortgage it. I have something in my hand to mortgage to you. This camera is a German product. It is very delicate and expensive. The price is more than 1,000 when you buy it. Yen, now mortgaged to you, you give me 500 yuan. "

The shop owner looked agitated and looked at the man next to him. The man was even more aggressive. "But, Mr. Officer, we ..." the boss whispered.

Jiang Hao cast a fierce look, and touched his waist, his boss' face changed, and he said immediately, "We can take it, we can take it."

Jiang Hao slowly put his hands in his pockets, took out a pack of cigarettes and a box of matches from it, took out a cigarette, and spit a cigarette at the boss.

The boss exhaled.

Not long after, the boss took out 500 yen from the house and handed it to Jiang Hao, "Mr. Officer, this is 500 yen. Please put it away. I will keep your belongings in a safe place. If you want to take it back, you can come over at any time. . "

After receiving Qian Jianghao's count, he shoved it in his pocket and turned away. The boss looked at Jiang Hao's disappearing figure, showing a look of sorrow, turned his head to look at the quirky camera in the ancient world, and whispered, "Not yet I know where it was taken from, and came to us to save money. "

"Boss, this is extortion." The Japanese clerk said.

"Yeah, he's just extorting us, but there is no way they can go mad and ignore it. The loss may be greater at the moment. At least there are still two of these things, right? Well, put away, Wan What to do if he really returns, the thing is broken, maybe we will blackmail us again. "The boss said helplessly.

That guy hurriedly packed away.

At this time, the camera was useless to Jiang Hao. Now that he had no money, he naturally pawned him for a change of money. This is a pawn. He gave it to him, and it was not an extortion.

I drove to a restaurant, which is a Chinese restaurant. Jiang Hao didn't eat in the morning and was hungry until noon and early in the morning.

When I walked into the restaurant, the guys at the restaurant saw it as a Japanese military officer, so scared that they didn't dare come to say hello. As soon as the other diners saw the military officer came in, the voice of the conversation was stopped immediately. Keeping it as low as possible, the restaurant suddenly became silent.

The restaurant owner hurried out of the counter at a glance and asked cautiously, "Mr. Officer, do you have anything?"

He was really afraid of the night owl entering the house.

"Eat." Jiang Hao said in blunt Mandarin.

Hearing the words "eating", the boss was relieved and accompanied the smiley face: "Okay, no problem, you side please." Then he led Jiang Hao to a seat and then ran to the back to urge himself dish.

Not long after, a plate of dishes came to the table. Jiang Hao ate it. In just a few minutes, those diners checked out and left. Within a few minutes, he was left alone in the entire restaurant. .

Alas, this is the real situation now.

After the initial chaos passed, some stores opened one after another, and more Japanese people forced to open. If they did n’t open, they would face the Japanese, and they might be pulled away by the Japanese.

In fact, Jiang Hao was also nervous about what he was eating. Why, because he was afraid of a real warrior, and put some mouse medicine in his meal, it was really sad.

Even if the poisoned cook doesn't dare, if you spit in your meals, spit or pee, and you ca n’t eat you, that will kill you.

After having dinner, Jiang Hao left a five-yen Japanese yen and left the restaurant. The boss and the man looked at the banknotes on the table and were speechless in shock. The man rubbed his eyes and said, "Boss, the Japanese give back money for dinner. Now. "

The boss also said with some disbelief: "Yeah, it's strange, these animals ... these Japanese soldiers, when did you pay for it?"

...

Regardless of the restaurant owner's surprise, Jiang Hao turned around on the street and walked into a clothing store again. The boss saw a Japanese military officer coming in, and stood hurriedly to wait. Jiang Hao communicated with him simply in Chinese, no I bought two suits for a long time.

There are sweaters, cashmere pants, shirts, and vests.

He is wearing this military uniform, which was taken from the dead. He didn't want to just wear it all the way to Japan.

Changing directly in the clothing store, Jiang Hao looked in the mirror and fit very well. There is almost no difference between the current suit and the suit 70 years later. No wonder everyone says that men's clothes have not changed for a hundred years.

I feel much more comfortable in the new clothes.

I bought another suitcase from a clothing store, put another set of clothes and military uniforms inside, paid the bill and left, and the boss held the hundred yen Japanese yen, his hands were shaking.

He continued to walk around the street and found a cosmetics store in front of him. Jiang Hao walked in and asked, "Boss, are there creams and skin care powder?"

"Some and some," the boss hurried.

Jiang Hao not only bought cream, skin care powder, but also mirrors, tweezers, scissors, eyebrow pencils, black hair brushes and other items. Anyway, Jiang Hao bought everything.

Out of the cosmetics store, Jiang Hao specifically found a Chinese medicine store and went in to buy some needed things.

In a Japanese-run hotel, Jiang Hao asked for a stove and a small pot, and began to cook those Chinese medicines. After a while, the Chinese medicines were filled, and Jiang Hao filled in the two flavors of medicinal herbs and stirred with chopsticks.

Finally, slowly, a yellowish viscous liquid remained in the pot, somewhat similar to glue paste, which was what Jiang Hao wanted.

Pour some paste on the mirror, only a thin layer, and then use scissors to cut the hair on the black hair brush, quickly chājìn glue, evenly distributed, the rest, just wait for it to dry slowly and naturally Done.

Jiang Hao ate dinner at the hotel. After dinner, he quietly meditated in the hotel.

I don't know how long it has been,

"Oh!"

The door was knocked gently.

Jiang Hao opened his eyes, quickly came to the door, paused for a few seconds and listened to the outside movement, and then asked, "Who is it?"

There was a man's voice immediately outside, "Mr. Yasuda, I am the shop owner. We have attentive service. I don't know if you need it."

Hearing the voice of the boss, Jiang Hao thought to open the door gently, and found that in addition to the shop owner, a woman in a kimono was standing in the corridor. The shop owner bent slightly, with a charming charm on his face and asked, " Mr. Yasuda, do you need service? This is Mei Daizi, who knows how to serve people. It would be very comfortable for a woman to warm herself on this cold night. "

Jiang Hao looked at the woman behind the shop owner, and UU read the book www.uukanshu. The face of a com woman in her thirties, her face was white and smeared with a lot of white powder. She looked at Jiang Hao's eyes and blinked, with a bit of anticipation. I wo n’t say anything else. I ’m just interested in it. Jiucheng went.

"No interest, don't bother me anymore." Jiang Hao retracted and slammed the door shut.

Jiang Hao closed the door and heard a conversation between the shop owner and the woman.

The woman said, "I said I'm here, and the guests must be embarrassed."

"What kind of thing do you come here in case he doesn't give money? People don't want to be because they are so ugly. If you look at the idiot you just looked at, they won't be willing to sleep with you, go, go back and accompany me to sleep "Said the boss angrily.

"My mother will not sleep with you tonight," the woman said.

"You are my wife," the man whispered.

...

The voice slowly disappeared, Jiang Hao shook his head behind the door. In this era, life is not easy, and he sold it with his wife.