Obviously, there is no chance of finding comfortable accommodation in the dilapidated Tantu.

Kane's new place, although it looked slightly better than the previous one, was actually no better at all.

Jonathan's dissatisfaction became more and more obvious.

These yellow-skinned pigs, their IQ and ability make them unable to do anything well.

If a white person were to do it, it would be a completely different situation.

Kane, who was scolded by Jonathan, showed his good temper and just smiled and expressed to Jonathan the current difficulties in Tantu.

From Jonathan's perspective, Kane's attitude was entirely natural.

If these yellow people dare to express dissatisfaction with a white person, that would be an incredible thing.

"Why must it be in Tantu?" Jonathan said dissatisfiedly: "Why not in Manila?"

Although Manila was also rebuilt after the war, the conditions are obviously much better than here.

"I don't know, I'm just a business person." Kane looked very honest: "It's impossible to tell me the thoughts above, sir. But I think someone will come to take care of us soon."

Jonathan snorted coldly.

"Sir, do you need to get you something to eat?"

"No, that damn place, and that damn food!"

…

"Levan, where are you going so early?"

Varnado, the newly appointed deputy chief of the Manila Police Department, stopped his subordinates.

"A skeleton was found at the scene of a fire." Levan said nonchalantly: "According to the procedure, we have to go there."

When I asked about the location, it happened to be on the same road as where I was going at noon.

Varnado recently had a corn on his foot, which makes it difficult to walk and drive: "Ah, take me with you."

"Okay, Deputy Director."

…

Moroso found a new job.

Of course, he used Warren's labor permit.

Lauren was dead and burned to a skeleton.

No one knows his identity.

No one cares about his identity.

Manila is still in chaos, with various cases emerging one after another.

I don't know how many cases are backlogged there.

What does a fire mean?

If one person is burned to death in a fire, what does it matter?

Not only is Manila's police force severely underserved, but most of those police officers are just dawdling around.

Moroso found a new job at the Manila port.

chef!

Yes, he can cook, and he cooks well.

When we met Valen before, in addition to his "honest duties", Moroso also had too much in common with Valen, the former restaurant owner, in cooking. It was for these reasons that he got the job.

Varun’s complete trust.

Those agents are arresting me.

After spending so many years with MacArthur, he knew very well how much of a face-saving American general he was. He would never make a big deal about the presence of a Japanese spy by his side. He would only order a secret arrest.

And those agents would never have imagined that they would be hiding in Manila Port.

They will decide that they are hiding somewhere in Manila and try to leave this heavily trafficked city.

Even if they launch a manhunt in Manila Port, they will not have many manpower and will only secretly monitor cargo ships preparing to leave the port.

Under normal circumstances, a fugitive spy would find ways to leave a dangerous place like Manila as soon as possible.

However, Moroso did not do this.

Not only did he stay in Manila and work at the Port of Manila, but he had no intention of leaving Manila at all.

After that, he will live in this city as Varun.

All of Warren's relatives and friends are dead, and no one knows who the real Warren is.

Even if my luck is extremely bad and I happen to meet someone who knows Warren, there are too many people with the same name.

Manila has suffered so much destruction and order is slowly being restored. Moroso is fully capable of dealing with all dangers.

In the future, when order in Manila is completely restored, Moroso will be Valen!

I will use this identity to live in Manila forever, forever!

…

Seeing that it was still early and Lewandowski was his newly promoted confidant, Varnado decided to go to the fire scene to take a look.

"Because there were ruins all around, and most of the wood had been removed by the Japanese army to reinforce the position, the fire did not spread." The leader in charge of the firefighting team briefly introduced the situation.

Varnado asked Lewandowski and walked in.

The scene after the fire is clearly visible.

A burnt blackened skeleton was there.

Lewan quickly inspected the scene.

But Varnado didn't make any move, he just stood there and observed calmly.

After a while, Levan came to him again: "There was nothing at the scene to prove the identity of the victim. It should be an accidental fire."

"Really? Accidentally?" Varnado said calmly: "How did the fire start? The victim was going to burn something to eat at night and set himself on fire? This place was almost destroyed in the war, what could he burn here?

?Or is he really hungry and just wants to roast his own meat?"

The tone was sarcastic.

Lewan was startled.

Before he could speak, Varnado added: "The fire chief just said that there are not many flammable materials here, so the fire did not spread. But pay attention, how could this body be burned like this?

"

He came to the skeleton and drew a circle in the air: "How did it happen that the corpse was completely burned into bones when there were no flammable objects around? Levan, light a fire on you,

No one will come to save you and take care of you, and you won't be burned like this."

Speaking of this, Varnado said with great certainty: "There is only one possibility. Someone poured gasoline on the victim. If you check carefully, you can still find traces of gasoline at the scene."

Lewand suddenly realized: "You mean, he was murdered?"

"Yes, murder!" Varnado said calmly: "The victim was killed first, and then the murderer directly burned the body in order to cover up the traces."

"Deputy Director, is there a possibility that the victim was already dead, but the murderer happened to find it while passing by, and then burned the body for some purpose?"

"Yeah?"

Varnado looked at his subordinates as if they were idiots: "If this is really the case, then the person who happened to find the body had prepared gasoline in advance?"

Lewand also found that the question he asked was too childish, and couldn't help but laugh a few times.

Varnado ignored him: "The murderer is not an ordinary person, he knows how to get gasoline."

"Why is this?"

Varnado shook his head, obviously not satisfied with this subordinate: "Who is driving the car? A car is parked there and you are asked to get gasoline in the shortest time without being noticed. You

Do you think an ordinary man in Manila can do it?”

Lewand nodded repeatedly: "Yes, you said so, then we will investigate according to the murder case."

"Idiot." Varnado snorted coldly: "Don't you think we have enough things to do?"

Levan didn't understand again.

This subordinate was his relative. Varnado had just assumed the post of deputy chief, so of course he needed to arrange for his cronies in the police station, so he promoted Levan.

It's just that Lewand's brain is really not enough.

Varnado could only patiently explain to him: "If you report a homicide and one more case is added, the backlog of cases is already large enough, so why do you have to find one more thing to do for yourself?

If you think about it carefully, you must be alone living in a place like this. The murderer is not an ordinary person. It is better to have more trouble than less trouble. As long as no one reports the case for him, the case can be closed as a normal fire case."

With the support of the Americans, or to be more precise, Colonel Charles, Varnado took the position of deputy chief of the Manila Police Department.

The deputy director he replaced was a close confidant of the director, and the director would certainly not be satisfied with him.
To be continued...