I carry a space ring: Travel back to 1939

Ichiro Yamamoto returned to his single dormitory in the gendarmerie.

After closing the door, he rolled around excitedly on his bed.

The calmness she had in front of Gu Wenxuan was no longer there.

He then took out a silver note worth 5000 yuan and looked at it carefully.

5000 yuan! How many hours of work do I have to do to earn this much money?

He worked in the gendarmerie for a year and his salary was only over 200 oceans a year. 5000 oceans was enough to cover his salary for 20 years.

Although he didn't know the deeper reason why Gu Wenxuan gave him so much money.

But he believes that these are all related to Ikeda.

Ikeda must have been willing to sponsor him to get a government job because they were from the same hometown.

Their purpose is also very clear, which is to allow them to take better care of them after they become officials.

Because he also heard that Gu Wenxuan's family was in business. People in business could make money quickly, but if they lacked official support, they would easily fail.

He also didn't think there was anything wrong with Gu Wenxuan's behavior.

Everyone wants to live a better life. What's wrong with that?

The fact that they can use 5000 dollars to operate on their own shows that they still believe in themselves very much.

The only thing Yamamoto could think of now was to transfer 1000 yen back to his family.

His parents are too old to work on the farm.

His wife is also a very gentle person. If she didn't have her own salary, she would probably have a hard life.

Before this, he exchanged 20 yen a month at most with them. His salary was only yen.

Although Ichiro Sanben always felt a little sorry for Gu Wenxuan, he had received 5000 oceans as activity funding, but he had not done anything yet. He was just going to remit 1000 yen back home, which was equivalent to 1200 oceans.

Isn't this a bit unfair?

However, Ichiro Yamamoto excused himself:

If you want to work well and with peace of mind outside, of course you have to take care of the worries at home, otherwise you can't work with peace of mind. This is also a responsible way to do the work that Wenxuanjun has asked you to do!

After Yamamoto thought about all this, he fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning he prepared to go to the bank to remit money.

Waiting in line to transfer money at a place called Great East Asia Bank.

I accidentally met Colonel Hieda's driver, Kenji Oshima.

Ichiro Yamamoto and Kenji Oshima knew each other. Although they were not from the same place, they lived not far away from each other.

Yamamoto usually had no interaction with Kenji Oshima, and he didn't say hello when he saw him, because Kenji Oshima was a favorite of Colonel Hieda.

He is one level higher than many people. Although he is only a lieutenant, everyone is very respectful when they see him.

As an ordinary civil servant, there was no need for him to curry favor with him. He couldn't curry favor with him anyway, so Ichiro Yamamoto just lowered his head when he saw him.

But today I have 5000 ocean dollars in silver notes in my arms.

Ichiro Yamamoto felt that he was not so lowly anymore. When he saw Kenji Oshima, he nodded slightly.

"Hello, Oshima-kun!"

Kenji Oshima took a look at Ichiro Yamamoto and he still had a slight impression of him. He was the Japanese translator of their gendarmerie.

Kenji Oshima nodded to him proudly without saying anything.

Kenji Oshima also went to the bank today to transfer money back home, but he only transferred 50 yen.

Although he was Colonel Hieda's driver and was respected everywhere, his salary was not much, only 80 yen a month.

Moreover, Colonel Hieda hated his subordinates to be corrupt and take bribes the most, so following him would at most earn you a little respect or make it easier to get promoted, but there weren't really many other benefits.

Especially a few days ago, they went out incognito for a while, and when they came back, they found that all their documents and pistols were missing.

This made Colonel Hieda very angry, and he has been in a bad mood for the past few days.

This made Kenji Oshima nervous about everything he did, for fear of angering Colonel Hieda.

Even though he had been driving with Colonel Hieda for seven or eight years, he could dismiss him and investigate him at any time if he was unhappy.

The military police will investigate you for problems, and they will find problems even if you have no problems. If this is the case, what awaits him is either expulsion from the military or being thrown into prison, where he may not know whether he lives or dies.

Ichiro Yamamoto was at the front of the line and he quickly exchanged 1000 yen.

When he exchanged 1000 yen, the salesperson quietly reviewed the amount.

Kenji Oshima heard it anyway, and he was very surprised that this little Japanese translator could have such a large sum of money sent to his home.

After Yamamoto Ichiro transferred the money, he was about to walk back past Oshima. He quickly said to Yamamoto Ichiro:

"Yamamoto, wait a moment. I have something to talk to you about after I wire the money home."

Yamamoto was very curious about what Kenji Oshima wanted to talk to him about, as they were not from the same department and had little interaction with each other.

But he had no choice but to stop obediently. After all, the other party was Colonel Hieda's driver, and he had to meet a higher-ranking official.

"Okay, Mr. Oshima, I'll be waiting for you outside the gate!"

Yamamoto was smoking outside the bank, waiting for Kenji Oshima to finish his business so that he could come out and see if he had anything to say to him.

However, 10 minutes later, Kenji Oshima walked out of the bank.

Kenji Oshima patted Sanben on the shoulder and asked him to follow him to his car to talk.

Of course, the car he was driving was Colonel Hieda's car.

After getting in the car, Kenji Oshima asked Ichiro Yamamoto expressionlessly:

"Yamamoto-kun, I heard earlier that you remitted 1000 yen to your family. How did you get so much money? Your salary should not exceed 30 yen per month at most, which means only a little over yen a year?"

Yamamoto Ichiro secretly blamed himself for speaking too loudly and letting this person hear him. Although his money came from a clean source, it was given to him by his friend.

There is nothing to be afraid of, but when meeting these big shots from the gendarmerie, some things cannot be explained clearly no matter how innocent you are, after all, Gu Wenxuan is Chinese.

“Mr. Oshima, the thing is, I’m doing some international trade with my husband from the same hometown, Mr. Gu.

I mainly deal in antiques, calligraphy and paintings. You know, I have loved Chinese culture since I was a child and have a deep understanding of some things in Chinese culture!"

Because Ichiro Yamamoto knew that Gu Wenxuan's family was engaged in cultural business, but what exactly did they do?

He really didn't know clearly, so he had to tell a white lie.

Anyway, he felt that Kenji Oshima didn't know these things very well.

"You are colluding with the Chinese to resell Chinese cultural relics?"

Kenji Oshima asked.

Ichiro Yamamoto nodded, which was considered as his agreement.

Kenji Oshima didn't care about Ichiro Yamamoto's reselling of Chinese cultural relics, but he was secretly a little jealous when he saw him sending such a large sum of money back home.

This Ichiro Yamamoto actually understands Chinese cultural relics. He knows that Chinese cultural relics are liked by many people in Europe and the United States.

There are huge profits hidden in this. It's my fault that I don't have the foresight in this area. Otherwise, if I had partnered with Sanben to do a few deals, my finances wouldn't be so tight.

"Yamamoto, what's the name of your Chinese friend? Can you invite us to meet him?"

Yamamoto was in a bit of a dilemma now.

When Gu Wenxuan talked to him, he made it clear not to let other people know about their relationship.

Now that things have come to this, if I don't tell Oshima, I'm afraid he will doubt me again because the source of the money is unknown.

Yamamoto had no choice but to bite the bullet and tell everyone about Gu Wenxuan.

"Ah, my friend is also a member of the detective team. He is the captain of the detective team. Some time ago, he captured more than 20 bandits alive.

I'm afraid Oshima-kun has also heard of him. His name is Gu Wenxuan, the captain of the detective team! He also studied at our Imperial Japanese Army Academy in his early years!"

"Oh, it's him!"