For three consecutive days, Li Taihu slept in the closed church during the day and only came out at night to look for former Bolsheviks. Every result disappointed him; without exception, they all rejected his request.

Seeing that only one person remained on the list, Li Taihu decided to take a risk and try to sneak into the concentration camp detaining Russians to look for the Bolsheviks inside.

On the outskirts of the city, there was an area enclosed by barbed wire. Viewed from a distance during the day, a large number of Russians were doing construction work inside. Some buildings had already taken shape, while others were under construction.

At night, Li Taihu crept over quietly, advancing along a path he had observed during the day. Dodging the patrol team, Li Taihu lay prone on the ground, wanting to crawl through a gap. His upper body had already passed through when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his buttocks. Li Taihu knew he was hooked by the barbed wire. While trying to break free from the iron barbs, he felt several other places starting to sting.

Li Taihu composed himself and felt with his hand; it turned out that the barbed wire he had propped open with a small stick had been knocked loose during his movement, and the stick had fallen, causing the wire to hang down again. He tried to push the barbed wire away with his hand, but suffered several pains as his hand was punctured by the sharp wire tips. Just as Li Taihu was wondering how to extricate himself, the faint sound of footsteps came. Li Taihu knew he couldn't escape, and lay on the ground full of frustration.

However, the other party didn't shout and scream as Li Taihu had imagined. The footsteps were clearly heading toward Li Taihu's side but turned a corner midway, and the sound of the main gate opening came. This gave Li Taihu hope again; perhaps the other party hadn't discovered him, so he had time to continue trying to break free.

There seemed to be three or four people coming. The footsteps entered the main gate and walked toward Li Taihu again. They walked unhurriedly until they were in front of Li Taihu. The leader squatted down and smiled. "Tovarisch, do you need help?"

The people beside him laughed. The man speaking to Li Taihu simply sat down cross-legged and struck a match. In the faint firelight, Li Taihu saw a long, very young face. The man lit a cigarette and asked, "Li Taihu, want a puff?"

Hearing this, Li Taihu understood he had been completely betrayed. Although he didn't know which person had betrayed him, those people had undoubtedly all abandoned the Bolsheviks. Things having come to this, Li Taihu said, "Pull me out."

The man sitting directly in front of Li Taihu laughed. "I think talking like this is quite good. Don't worry, Chairman He said regarding Bolsheviks: kill none, arrest few. When we finish talking, I'll send you to the hospital to get bandaged up."

Li Taihu listened to this guy's somewhat gloating yet pretentiously magnanimous words, so angry he wanted to retort. But he couldn't help hissing and sucking in a breath. It hadn't felt very painful when he was first pricked by the barbed wire, but now the pain in the wounds was becoming more and more intense, to the point where he couldn't speak.

The man opposite took a leisurely drag on his cigarette and continued, "Tovarisch, what is your purpose in coming here?"

Li Taihu kept his mouth shut tight, lying motionless on the ground without uttering a sound. The man waited patiently for a while. When the cigarette was smoked to the end, he stubbed out the butt on the ground in front of Li Taihu, stood up, and kicked the barbed wire fence twice. More coiled barbed wire hung down, piercing Li Taihu's body, and the iron barbs already embedded in Li Taihu's flesh also shook, causing Li Taihu to give a low groan of pain.

The man didn't ask anymore, only instructing the people around him, "This person crawled in by himself; he probably wants to steal things. Since he's not moving, let him lie here. Tomorrow morning, ask the police to come and take this thief away."

Li Taihu only felt the wounds hurting more, and hearing this guy's flat, indifferent tone devoid of any emotion, he knew the guy opposite was truly ruthless. If he waited until tomorrow morning like this, his life probably couldn't be saved. Helpless, he could only shout, "Let me out, and I'll tell you."

The man chuckled lightly. "If we let you out, we'll send you directly to the hospital. Where would we have the time to ask you then? Why not say it now?"

Early the next morning, a document was delivered to the Security Bureau's Harbin branch. Branch Chief Wang Xinli finished reading the two reports and couldn't help but sigh. The report described the interrogation process in a few words. However, the scene of iron barbs on the body described by these simple words already made Wang Xinli feel uncomfortable.

Wang Xinli was a local. After finishing middle school, he received training at the Security Bureau and went to the Foreign Affairs Office. Later, he followed Zhao Tianlin to participate in the diplomatic work regarding the British taking in Russian 'refugees'. Because of the suddenly initiated health campaign, he was transferred to work at the Security Bureau's Harbin branch.

Such transfers were very common in the Northeast now. Wang Xinli hadn't expected to encounter such a thing right away. He Rui had set a very lenient policy toward Bolsheviks, but the Security Bureau also needed to obtain corresponding intelligence confessions. That agent of the Security Bureau... his methods were truly hard on him too.

However, the intelligence content was substantial. The Bolsheviks wanted to contact the Bolsheviks inside the concentration camp. Wang Xinli felt that given He Rui's thinking, he would agree to this, so he sent a telegram about the matter. As Wang Xinli expected, the morning telegram received a reply in the afternoon. He Rui ordered contact with the Communist Party (Bolsheviks) Far East Branch, asking them to provide a list, and He Rui would send the people back.

Wang Xinli was currently in a meeting. After reading the telegram sent by the communications room, he said to the group of comrades, "The Chairman told us to send the Russian Bolsheviks back. Let's continue discussing how to handle that group of Chinese Communist Party members. I think we still have to call them in for a talk."

"Why?" Some comrades were very puzzled. "Didn't the Chairman say let bygones be bygones?"

"'Let bygones be bygones' is the public statement; of course we must listen to the Chairman. After telling them to their faces, we can incidentally ask if they have organized anything, or if they know of any other organizations that have contact with the Russians."

Hearing such a request, the comrades all felt the measure was appropriate, so they took action separately. Two days later, He Rui received a telegram briefly introducing the latest progress. It turned out the Russian Bolsheviks also had close dealings with Japanese left-wing groups. Especially with the success of the Communist Party revolution, it was a great encouragement to the Japanese left wing, and contact between them increased.

It was not until He Rui caught all the Russians within China's borders in one net that the communication between the Japanese left wing and the Communist Party was completely interrupted.

The specific content would be sent over with the documents. He Rui only found it interesting, but that was all. There was a very important meeting today; compared to this, those were all small matters.

Soon, Morrison, Director of the Investment Promotion Bureau, appeared in He Rui's office, and Zhao Tianlin arrived shortly after. Morrison asked directly, "Your Excellency Chairman, I have already met with Mr. Henry first. He agreed in principle to use part of the gold to pay for the weapons. However, Mr. Henry requested that we provide a southward passage for the Czechoslovak Legion."