Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 1034 Broken Chapter Dog

Out of context dog!
There was no such thing in this era, but there was such a thing as storytellers.

The two are similar, both are basically designed to whet the appetite of readers (listeners) and make a little money.

The shopkeeper was itching to know what was going to happen next.

He knew about the fierce battle at Sihang Warehouse, but he had no idea about the causes behind it. Sun Xiaomei's manuscript of several thousand words was exactly about the causes and also included a little analysis of the situation.

There are not many words, but they are full of foreshadowing. The shopkeeper is itching to read it and wants to know the full content of every line.

But when he heard Sun Xiaomei say that there was nothing more below, he felt so disappointed.

"Is it really gone, or is it not written yet?" asked the shopkeeper.

"I haven't written it yet!" Sun Xiaomei rubbed her wrist, "Writing is very tiring!"

"Then tell me, why didn't the 611th Brigade go to support?"

"This is so complicated. It would probably take three to four thousand words to explain it clearly." Sun Xiaomei blinked and asked, "I also want to know one thing."

"Go ahead!" The shopkeeper had no choice but to follow Xiaomei's words, "What do you want to know? But I still say that I won't say anything that I shouldn't, especially to you reporters."

"Actually, it's nothing serious! Two years ago, Lieutenant Colonel Nikaido, the chief officer of the Shihang Warehouse, died. I heard that he died on this street. I think you must know something about this, right?"

"Well." The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment and gave an answer that was as good as nothing. "He was beaten to death in front of the sauce shop at the east end."

"Well, it's all in the newspaper. What I'm talking about is the inside story, even if it's gossip." Sun Xiaomei smiled and took out two more pages of paper from her bag. "Little girl, didn't you say you didn't have any more?" The shopkeeper stared at the two pages of paper in Sun Xiaomei's hand and said angrily.

"This is what I just dropped!" Sun Xiaomei opened her bag and showed it to the shopkeeper, "Look, it's really gone this time."

The shopkeeper looked at the two pages of paper, gritted his teeth, lowered his voice, and said to Sun Xiaomei, "A month after Lieutenant Colonel Nikaido died, several Japanese officers in the Sihang Warehouse died one after another, but none of them were reported."

"This is important news." Sun Xiaomei was about to write it down in her little notebook, but after writing just two words, the shopkeeper held her hand down, "Little ancestor, don't write this down!"

Sun Xiaomei closed her pen and said, "Okay, then I won't remember it. Can you tell me the details and how you knew it?"

The shopkeeper's mouth twitched. He felt that reporters were like a shitty plaster. Once you get on them, you can't get rid of them.

He wanted to turn his face away and chase Sun Xiaomei away, but seeing her innocent and smiling face, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Helplessly, he could only say, "Xiao Lao Er has been in the Magic City for a long time, so he can understand some Japanese and French. I heard these words from those Japanese soldiers, so I don't know if they are true or not."

Sun Xiaomei nodded and placed the two pages of paper in her hand on the shopkeeper's desk.

Picking up the two pages of paper, the shopkeeper nodded, and read to the end with an expression of sudden enlightenment on his face.

then
The chapter is broken again!
The shopkeeper let out a breath and decided not to ask any more questions.

Otherwise, this damn little reporter in front of him would definitely steal a lot of information from him.

Too much talk leads to mistakes, and too many mistakes lead to death. The shopkeeper is very clear about this principle.

(End of this chapter)