>On the night when Peiping fell, I fled south clutching the silver coins my mother had sewn into the lapel of my clothes.
>On the train, Mr. Changshan handed over half a piece of steamed bun: "Little brother, the only way to have tomorrow is to survive!"
>Four years later, I lurked into No. 76 Demon Cave and worked as a handyman, mopping floors every day until I doubted my life.
>One day while mopping the floor, I saw Mr. Changsha, who looked like a bloody gourd, being dragged out of the interrogation room.
>His feet suddenly twitched, drawing a strange arc - Morse code: "Leave me alone, send information!"
>In my haste, I quickly put the film into the sushi rice ball for Taijun.
>At the Japanese surrender ceremony in 1945, I took the stage as the representative of the military commander.
>The war criminal Tanichuan suddenly pointed at me and shouted: "He is the 'White Birch'!"
>I slowly took out the polished silver dollar on my chest: "Taijun, the third row of files in the evidence room - they are all your personal confessions and... Ugly photos of you stealing sushi!"
Reader comments
The writing is very nice, but some chapters have been deleted. Many chapters are incoherent. For example, Chapter 11 talks about getting the password to the joint, but Chapter 12 suddenly leads to No. 76 Doing odd jobs.
The writing is very nice, but some chapters have been deleted. Many chapters are incoherent. For example, Chapter 11 talks about getting the password to the joint, but Chapter 12 suddenly leads to No. 76 Doing odd jobs.