"Marta, ask him how much he knows about his great-grandfather."

Sitting by the window of the cafe, Wei Ran, who was sitting inside, changed into Russian and spoke casually, but at the same time he also picked up the stack of manuscripts and looked around casually and quickly.

"Have you learned Japanese too?" Xia Soseki asked curiously while Marta communicated with the Japanese brought by him.

"Why am I learning that shabby thing?"

Wei Ran replied casually, "There aren't so many Chinese characters on it, you can guess it even if you guess."

"Why should I help you translate and translate?" Xia Soseki suggested.

"Need not"

Wei Ran replied while flipping through, "You said there is no clue on this, and the translation is a waste of time."

"It's OK." Xia Shushi nodded and said no more, but at the same time he was also secretly wondering how much difference he was with the other party.

Although I didn't look closely, Wei Ran could roughly see from the catalog and reading that this manuscript is basically divided into four parts. The first part is the experience of the Japanese named Hirano Daisuke before joining the army.

The second part is the experience of "doing business" on the Chinese battlefield, and the third part is the experience of leaving China and being sent to the Philippines.

And the last part is naturally the rest of the life after the war, and this part is also an unfinished part.

Putting this stack of manuscripts into a folder, Wei Ran picked up the coffee and fell into deep thought while Marta next to him communicated with the Japanese opposite him.

He is a historian, and Xia Soseki opposite him is also a historian.

Because of this, the two of them had to have a clear and objective view of the Osaka Division.

It can even be said that the two of them may have a more objective and fair view of this army than a considerable number of Japanese devils.

No matter how ridicule it on the Internet, "Osaka Division, which only knows how to do business", is just a nickname after all. Or, too many people misinterpret this nickname.

What is doing business?

The best example is Suisui. She is a professional enough businessman who measures the cost, risk and profit of each transaction, and then objectively and calmly chooses transactions or cancels transactions, or thinks about how to avoid excessive risks in order to reach a transaction.

By the same token, during World War II, the Osaka Division was much calmer than those divisions that were shattered by animals per capita and were shattered or ten thousand years old.

They treat every battle with the eyes of a businessman. The cost, profit, and risk are almost the same. They must fight if they can fight, and they must run away if they can’t beat them. They must play with them. Just play! Only stupid B will die in vain!

This is the business of the Osaka Division. In other words, this is a strong enemy, a calm mind and a real war. The danger of this thing is actually far higher than that of those mad dog divisions.

So what is the business of this Hirano Daisuke? Wei Ran picked up the broken-blade samurai sword while thinking.

Although there is only one hilt left in this samurai sword, it can be seen whether it is done or the materials used. This is definitely not the iron bars of the main road goods distributed by the Japanese in the later stage.

This alone can be confirmed that this Japanese man has a wealth of wealth.

On the other hand, the remaining blue "Blade" at the end of the knife handle also implies that the owner of the knife should be a "lieutenant".

Putting the hilt of this knife that provided some guesswork aside, he picked up the cow horn comb again.

This comb is particularly exquisite in its work, and the mother-of-pearl inlaid on it also pieced together the pattern of waves. Unfortunately, this thing obviously has no clue value.

Putting down the comb and finally picking up the album and opening it. Wei Ran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The photos in this album were taken in Shencheng!

He continued to look back and the frequent appearance of a Japanese lieutenant in the photo also verified his guess.

Unfortunately, most of these photos are single photos of various backgrounds. In a few group photos, the same Japanese girl in a kimono and pretty looking Japanese girl standing next to the Japanese.

After finishing the album page by page, Wei Ran couldn't help but shake his head. There was no great clue value in this album.

"All the clues come from that memoir manuscript"

It was not until this time that Xia Suseki spoke, "According to the self-reported statement in the manuscript, Hirano Daisuke was a chief officer when he was in Shencheng."

“So what’s going on with the business?”

"This Hirano Daisuke has two friends, namely the second lieutenant in the Medical Department of the War Station Force and the second lieutenant in the Materials Department who is in charge of material management."

Natsushi said, "This Hirano Daxiang has an interpreter, whose Japanese name is Kawaguchi Komoto. It is described as a comprador. Some medicines and some weapons and ammunition that were eliminated due to poor conditions were sold through this Kawaguchi Komoto."

"So what I'm looking for is this Kawaguchi Goodwill?" Wei Ran asked.

“Yes”

Natsushi nodded, "But in Hirano's memoirs, most of the descriptions of Kawaguchi's kindness are concentrated in descriptions such as "closely related to local gangs", "a loyal business partner" and "a passionate admiration for his sister."

"Continue"

Wei Ran asked with great interest by putting together the album.

"Later, the Osaka Division was sent to the Hoi Green Funeral, and Hirano Daisuke comfortably entrusted his sister Hirano Ao to his good friend Kawaguchi Goodwill."

Natsushi said, "In the later description, Hirano Daisuke who returned to China lost the news that his sister had completely lost. It was not until 1950 that he accidentally met Kawaguchi Goodwill in Osaka.

At that time, Kawaguchi Kit-honored told him that his sister had married him and that the two of them lived a good life.

Of course, he also confessed that the drugs and weapons traded in the business back then were actually sold to the anti-Japanese organizations."

"Not?"

"Not"

Xia Soseki spread his hands, "At that time, Hirano Daisuke ran a small restaurant in Osaka. Although the other party said he would take his sister to visit him in the near future, he never saw Kawaguchi Goodwill again until he wrote that memoir."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Did you mention the identity of Kawaguchi Message in 1950 in your memoir?" Wei Ran asked.

"Not said"

Xia Soseki shook her head, "I only mentioned Kawaguchi's Kindness to himself. He had already died as a traitor at that time, and now he only wants to live an ordinary life with Hirano Aoi.

Oh, and, according to the records in the memoir, Kawaguchi Yoshino said that he and Hirano Aoi had settled in ink after the war.

He also promised to bring his wife Hirano Ao and his and Hirano Ao children next time he came to recruit the nuclear program."

"There is no address left?" Wei Ran asked along the question.

"Leave an address"

Natsushi replied, "Later, Hirano Daisuke went to that address, but only found the hilt of the knives and the comb."

"Are these two things special?" Wei Ran asked with the handle of the knife.

"Weika was given as a gift to Kawaguchi when Hirano Daisuke left Shin Castle. This Weika was a knife passed down from Hirano family."

Natsushi said, "When I gave it to him, this flank was still intact, but when I found it, there was only one hilt left.

The comb was given to her by their mother when his sister Hirano Ao left the Kernel, and it was also a family-born thing."

"That's all? Is there anything else?" Wei Ran asked.

"Not"

Natsushi shook her head, "Haino Daisuke suspected Kawaguchi Kenyan and his sister went to Shinshang."

"What is the reason for doubt?"

"I don't know." Xia Soseki shook his head again, "The manuscript is only written here."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran nodded and looked at Marta who had finished communicating.

"I just asked briefly"

Marta said in Russian, "This Hirano Yangto didn't know much about his great-grandfather, he only knew that his great-grandfather died in 1953 in a fire in the small restaurant he ran."

"Fire?"

Wei Ran suddenly realized something, "wait for a moment".

As he said that, he changed into his native language and asked, "When did this Hirano Daisuke in his memoir go to find his sister and Kawaguchi to be kind?"

"The end of 1952"

Natsushi replied, "In the spring of 1953, Hirano Daisuke was burned to death in his small restaurant shortly after he returned."

“Tsk tsk tsk…”

"You don't think it's right, do you?" Xia Soshi asked.

"No, I think it's normal."

Wei Ran spread his hands, "Life is impermanent, the large intestine is wrapped around the small intestine, what's wrong with it?"

Before Xia Shushi could speak, Wei Ran squinted his eyes and asked, "Also, are you sure you are looking for it?"

"I have to be sure," said Xia Soseki, "I will tell you the reason later."

"Okay"

Wei Ran nodded and then looked at Marta.

"I'll continue?" Marta asked.

Seeing Wei Ran nodding, Marta immediately continued the topic just now, "After the fire, Hirano Daisu's son rebuilt the restaurant and transformed into an izakaya. After the economic bubble, the izakaya, which had a history of many years, also went bankrupt.

The husband's grandfather died in the early 1980s. His parents happened to be at his grandmother's house in Miyagi Prefecture during the 2011 earthquake, and none of them survived."

“This luck…”

Wei Ran smacked his lips and said nothing. Marta continued to say this. "Since his parents died in the earthquake, Mr. Yangto Hirano has been living in the bankrupt izakaya, and he usually makes a living by drawing comics and doing odd jobs.

In the summer about two years ago, when the earthquake occurred in Osaka, the attic of the old house where he lived collapsed. While packing up the fallen debris, he accidentally discovered a box containing these things."
To be continued...