Lost and Spy

In just the shortest time, "Geso" Moroso has completely adapted to Swick Street.

The neighbor's wife, Jeanne, was especially kind to this neighbor.

This is a neighbor who is polite, considerate, and eager to help others.

However, Moroso also firmly remembers his experience in the Port of Manila.

Don't be too pushy.

You can't know too many people.

Otherwise, it will only increase the risk of exposure.

There are grocery stores everywhere, regardless of whether the country is poor or developed.

So it's no surprise that there's a grocery store on Swake Street.

And as long as you have money, opening a grocery store is a simple matter.

Moroso is an experienced agent. Asking an agent to open a grocery store is just easy.

So, in just two days, Swick Street’s first grocery store after the Japanese occupation began to take shape.

Although the items in the store are not rich, it actually solves the problem of people on Swick Street traveling too far to buy daily necessities.

Illya is in charge of the entire store, while Moroso hides behind the scenes and controls everything.

Illya feels that she is the happiest woman in the world.

There is a man who loves himself, loves his children, and is so capable. What more extravagant request can he ask for in this life?
There was just one problem that Moroso had to pay attention to.

Every once in a while, the grocery store has to go out and stock up, especially now that there are so few varieties in the store.

Of course, Moroso is responsible for the task of purchasing goods.

Moroso knew very well that his captors would not give up easily and would find this place sooner or later.

This six months or even a year will be the most difficult for me.

But as long as you survive this period of time, your past self will completely "disappear" from this world.

There is no Moroso, only "Geso".

That "Gesso" who had lived in Swick Street since his birth.

But during this period, danger is bound to happen every time I go out.

How can I change my appearance so that the agents who arrest me cannot recognize me even if they pass by me?
I have already transformed myself once before.

Now, I have to wait for my hair to grow back before I can do anything.

just now?
Looking at himself in the mirror, Moroso was silent for a long time.

Then, he sighed and picked up a hammer next to him.

He picked up a hammer and smashed it against the mirror. As the mirror shattered, he picked up a shard of glass and scratched his right cheek.

A wound appeared instantly, and blood spurted out.

"What happened?"

Illya, who heard the sound outside, rushed in quickly.

Moroso covered his face and screamed miserably, blood gushing out from his fingers: "I wanted to drive a nail, but I accidentally scratched my foot and hit the mirror. Oops, it hurts me so much."

Illya was frightened: "I'll take you to a doctor."

"It's useless, it's useless. There is no doctor on Swick Street. We have to go to Nadel Street. Moreover, the doctor is off duty now." Moroso gasped and said: "Fortunately, I bought some medicines when I purchased them yesterday. Please help me find it quickly, it’s in the bedroom.”

Illya quickly turned around and left.

In fact, if she could think about it carefully, she would find that there were too many flaws in it.

How can an injured person still think logically and speak coherently?

When you purchased the goods, did you even buy the medicine for injuries?

But, where did Illya think of this?
She is just a little woman who longs for a complete family.

Moroso was a little helpless.

He looks pretty good, and I don't know if this wound will leave an irreversible scar in the future.

It doesn't matter if there are scars, they will be your natural disguise.

Medicine for knife wounds was quickly brought.

Moroso helped himself to stop the bleeding with familiarity, and then wrapped it with gauze.

In this way, half of the face is covered.

Although it looks a bit scary, Moroso feels very satisfied. Is there any more realistic disguise than this?

……

When Moroso woke up in the morning, his wound hurt, but he could bear it.

I looked in another mirror and found that blood had seeped out over the course of the night.

Moroso doesn't care, it makes it more realistic.

It was only during breakfast that the disadvantages became immediately apparent.

As his mouth opened and closed, the wound hurt so much that Moroso grimaced.

Tolerate!
In order to make yourself "disappear", all pain is bearable.

"I have to go restock in a moment."

As soon as Moroso finished speaking, Illya was frightened: "Dear, are you crazy? Are you injured?"

"My injury doesn't matter." Moroso said calmly: "Besides, I have agreed with others that the most important thing in doing business is integrity."

Illya nodded in understanding.

Now, this family is all decided by my own man.

……

"Oh my God, Geso, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as they went out, Mrs. Jeanne, who happened to be going out as well, couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw Moroso's appearance.

"Ah, I'm such a fool." Moroso sighed: "I just wanted to do some housework yesterday, but I fell and fell on the mirror."

"Poor child." Mrs. Jeanne said distressedly: "You are so injured, do you still want to go out?"

"Yes, Madame Jeanne." Moroso said politely: "I'm going to Nadel Street. What about you, madam?"

"I'm going there to buy things too." Mrs. Jeanne said immediately: "Let's go together. At least I can take care of you on the way."

"That's really troublesome for you, Madame Jeanne."

And this is exactly what Moreau wants, and this is also one of his most perfect disguises!

……

According to the areas divided on the map, Jonathan searched every suspicious area bit by bit.

He remembered an Eastern saying that goes, hard work pays off.

As long as you don't give up, you can always find a way.

He always had a strong feeling that Moroso must be somewhere near here.

During this time, Jonathan found that he was also being changed.

He is eating the food eaten by the locals, working hard to improve his local Manila language, and is living like the type of person he hates most.

Every time he saw an American soldier strutting through the city with a local woman in his arms, he was equally envious.

But this kind of envy only passed by in a flash.

As long as you can get through this most difficult stage, everything that belongs to you will come sooner or later.

For breakfast, Jonathan had a bowl of pasta that nearly drove him crazy.

That’s right, Filipino pasta.

Some people say this Filipino pasta was brought by Americans, while others say it was brought by Spaniards.

The Japanese say that according to their records, Filipino pasta should be modified from Japanese pasta.

During the war years, Filipino parents added a lot of sugar to the cooking process of pasta in order to make their children happy. This was completely inconsistent with European tastes.

However, Filipinos love it so much that they think it is the real pasta. Jonathan felt like vomiting after eating.

I have never eaten pasta that tasted so bad.

He sighed inwardly, resisting his stomach discomfort and left the store where he swore he would never step foot further again.

But after taking a few steps, I realized that I couldn't stand it anymore, and the discomfort in my stomach was getting stronger and stronger.

Is it the pasta I just ate or the ones I ate last night that ruined my stomach?
……

Moroso still knew that he had underestimated the pain of the wound.

Even a little unbearable.

But in front of Mrs. Jeanne, he didn't show it at all, and even told a few jokes to make Mrs. Jeanne happy.

But when he reached Nadel Street, he couldn't bear it anymore: "Mrs. Jeanne, can you accompany me to the hospital?"

"Ah. Of course, my poor boy."

At this time, Mrs. Jeanne was alone, and she already regarded Moroso as her child.

……

There is a relatively complete hospital on Nadel Street, which was also not damaged during the war.

After the war in Manila, the hospital quickly opened for business with the return of doctors.

Even people from other areas will rush here regardless of the distance.

There are too many people in the hospital.

There are also many pregnant women.

Well, those mistresses kept by the US military.

Soon, Manila will be home to a large number of mixed-race children who will never see their fathers again.

This is all the "contribution" of the US military.

Mrs. Jeanne found a place for Moroso to sit down and helped him register.

Even though the pain was unbearable, Moroso still did not give up his vigilance and quietly observed everything around him.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure walking into the hospital.

It's the person who investigated himself in the restaurant!

The huge danger immediately came to mind.

His first reaction was to run!

But he immediately calmed himself down.

No, the other party may not recognize me the way I am now.

He still had great confidence in himself, otherwise, the pain he suffered would be meaningless.

At this time, Mrs. Jeanne also came back and sat next to him: "Poor child, just wait for a while and you will be able to see the doctor."

Moroso said "Yes" to the doctor, and then his head rested naturally on Mrs. Jeanne's shoulder.

Madame Jeanne's family members died, including her children.

At that time, being so close to "Geso", all her maternal instincts were aroused, as if the man next to her was her own child. She couldn't help but hugged Moroso, and whispered comfort in her mouth. he.

……

Jonathan felt so sick to his stomach that he had to see a doctor.

So he came to this hospital.

Even after entering the hospital, Jonathan still did not forget his mission.

Moroso is also a human being, and as a human being he gets sick.

What if I'm lucky enough to see Moroso in the hospital?

He was also observing everyone he could see in the hospital.

The man, a coolie, was injured.

That man was thin and wretched, and his figure was completely different from Moroso's.

And the man, with his face injured, leaning on his mother's shoulders.

The mother held her child in her arms, her face full of love and care, without any pretense.

……

Moroso leaned on Mrs. Jeanne's shoulder, but out of the corner of his eye, he watched everything happening in front of him.

The person who was following him just walked past him, and even observed him specially.

But he didn't notice anything unusual at all.

Perfect camouflage!

The wound, gauze, and Mrs. Jeanne gave me a perfect disguise!
Even if that person stands in front of him and looks at him, he may not recognize him for a moment!
"Child, it's our turn."

Madame Jeanne helped Moroso up.

Moroso walked into the doctor's office in front of Jonathan in such a swagger.

……

The attack was severe and the wounds were equally severe.

The doctor stitched him up, prescribed medicine, and told Moroso without hesitation that he would definitely have a scar on his face in the future.

Moroso sighed, but this was a result he could completely accept.

When I left the doctor's office, I saw that Jonathan was also undergoing treatment and was about to get medicine.

They passed each other again.

twice!

……

Coming back from Nadel Street, the pain didn't subside at all.

After all, painkillers are still in short supply in Manila.

But Moroso was very happy inside.

"He is seriously injured, why do you still let him go out?" Mrs. Jeanne nagged to Ilia like an old mother: "The doctor said that he must be allowed to take good care of himself in the past few days. What are you doing? To the wife, it is your responsibility to take care of your husband.”

Illya was extremely ashamed.

Moroso was smiling all the time while lying on the bed.

What a harmonious family, with a wife who loves him, two lovely children, and a mother who cares about him, not his mother.

……

"On the Eastern Front battlefield, the Soviet army began to attack Berlin."

Li Zhifeng read the newspaper in his hand: "On April 4, U.S. troops landed on Okinawa. On April 1, the Soviet Union notified the Japanese Embassy in the Soviet Union that it would not extend the Soviet-Japanese Neutrality Treaty.

In the Chinese battlefield, the Japanese base camp was preparing to fight against the Soviet army and resist the US military landing in East China. It ordered the troops stationed in South China to withdraw to Nanjing, Jinan, Northeast China and North Korea before August to wait. "

Well, the Guiliu counterattack is about to begin.

And this will be the final battle on the Chinese battlefield.

"The suffering we have suffered is almost over." Meng Shaoyuan stood up from the recliner: "The Sino-Japanese War, after eight years, no, 14 years, is coming to an end. We will win after all."

At this time, Li Zhifeng did not doubt what his boss said at all.

Even if the boss doesn't say anything, the current anti-Sith alliance is winning steadily on the battlefield, and even Berlin is about to be captured by the Soviet army.

In the entire Fascist world, only Japan is still resisting like crazy.

"We are in the Philippines and we are ready to finish." Meng Shaoyuan stared out the window into the distance.

Li Zhifeng didn't want to ask what they were going to do next.

Because he knew very well that the boss would naturally arrange everything.

"Where's Jonathan? Urge him to speed up his action." Meng Shaoyuan turned around and said, "Let's stay with Moroso until now. It's time to complete his final mission!"