The sun never sets

Joseph Dzhugashvili has spent half a year here. After being exiled to the Far East, his life has changed dramatically. In the past, he could mobilize his fellow workers to strike and lead his comrades to rob banks, but here, far away from Europe, people are not interested in Dzhugashvili's revolutionary ideas. Whether it is the Han Chinese, Japanese or Koreans, it is the same. Even the Russians do not believe in Dzhugashvili's tricks.

There was no soil for revolution here, and Comrade Joseph felt discouraged. In this desolate land, there were not even a few factories, so how could a revolution be launched? Because there was no one to watch over him, after the glaciers melted, Dzhugashvili quickly escaped from exile. He did not go west, as the Tsar's minions were suppressing liberals and revolutionaries. If he fell into the hands of spies, he might lose his life.

Joseph Dzhugashvili chose to go east. He passed through endless fields and forests, got food and water from farmers, and slept well on haystacks for several nights. The living standards of farmers in Siberia were not very high, but the people were very enthusiastic. Because of the vast land and sparse population, everyone was given land and only had to pay very low taxes every year, so there was enough food.

Grand Duke Olga took pity on the farmers' hard life and announced that they would not have to pay any fees except for the two-tenths agricultural tax. This move earned the Grand Duke a good reputation, but it still failed to attract Russians in Europe to settle here.

Siberia is covered with ice and snow for at least four months a year. Apart from staying at home and making babies, there is no entertainment. Many people cannot adapt to this kind of life. Many Russians fled Siberia and returned to Europe. If many people had not been exiled here, Siberia's population would definitely have experienced negative growth.

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After nearly two months of trekking, Joseph Dzhugashvili finally arrived at the largest city in Siberia, Vladivostok, also known as Vladivostok. Unlike the desolate scene in the wilderness, the prosperity of Vladivostok far exceeded Dzhugashvili's imagination. Although it is not as good as St. Petersburg and Moscow, Vladivostok is already a modern city.

It seemed as if the elite of the entire Grand Duchy of Siberia had been concentrated in Vladivostok. The towering buildings could be seen from a long distance, and the wide streets were bustling with people. Joseph Dzhugashvili felt that he had come to the right place. Only in such a big city could he display his skills.

"Hey, brother over there, it's you, yes, that's right, it's you!"

A man who looked like a priest came over, took Dzhugashvili's hand, looked him up and down at his strong body, and said, "This is your first time in Vladivostok, I can tell at a glance!"

Joseph Dzhugashvili had studied in a seminary and knew a lot about the Orthodox Church. If he had not followed Comrade Ilyich to join the revolution, Joseph would have become a priest. But the priest in front of him looked very strange, completely different from the priests he had in mind. The priest wore a gray robe with a cross on his chest, held a strange feather duster in his left hand, and had a smile on his face. He did not look like a good person at first glance.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Zhugashvili was a very experienced man and was full of vigilance towards strangers.

"Ah, I think you must have walked a long way. Take a rest and eat something, then I will tell you about God!"

".............", Zhugashvili agreed. He had already spent all his money, and it would be best if he had a place to eat and rest. He was very familiar with God's ways, and he would not find it strange no matter what the priest said. The right thing to do was to fill his stomach first.

But Comrade Joseph Dzhugashvili was wrong. Two hours later, he stared at the priest who was talking nonstop, with one thought in his mind: Is this really a priest?

In an open space in Vladivostok, an incense table was set up at some point. Behind the table hung a portrait of a bald man, and below the portrait were crabs, prawns, tuna, and a furnace. Three incense sticks were inserted into the furnace, and smoke rose slowly, becoming thinner and thinner in the air, and finally disappeared.

"All humans were created by God, the heavens were created by God, the world is one family, and all people are brothers. But there is a demon named Yama, who deceives people and violates the scriptures. Cain kills his brother regardless of the love between brothers..."

The priest held a feather duster and chanted to a group of people, "... For thousands of years, people's hearts have been divided. God sent Chairman Lin to save the world. Three volumes of heavenly books were published, which explained the will of the world. You eat my blood and sweat, which is killing my brother..."

No, what are you reading? Even though Joseph Dzhugashvili had experienced a lot, he was still shocked by this mess.

"Join our Holy Lotus Sect..."

Before the priest finished speaking, someone on the street suddenly shouted, "The Black Dragon Society is here!"

There were dense footsteps, and a group of people holding wooden sticks rushed out from the corner. The leader was about two meters tall, with strong muscles on his bare arms. He held a whistle stick upside down in his hand. When he saw the situation here, he immediately shouted, "Kick these bastards out!"

The priest immediately became anxious, "Zhang Zongchang, others may be afraid of you, but we in the Holy Lotus Sect are not! Brothers, come together! Chairman Lin is watching us!"

Those who were listening to the sermon grabbed the weapons at hand and rushed forward to fight with Zhang Zongchang and his men. Joseph Zhugashvili retreated to the side cautiously. He didn't know what was going on and didn't want to get involved in the fight. But someone stuffed a wooden stick into his hand, and then he was pushed from behind a few times, and his body was involuntarily sucked into the vortex.

Zhang Zongchang grabbed the stick with both hands and wielded the weapon soaked in tung oil with great vigor. He knocked the stick out of the priest's hand with one blow, and then stabbed the priest, causing him to fly backwards with a scream. Zhang Zongchang laughed and shouted, "Look carefully, Chairman Lin is on our side!"

He was over eight feet tall, strong and muscular, and young and strong. He charged left and right in the crowd and soon defeated the people of the Holy Lotus Sect.

Zhugashvili didn't want to join in this inexplicable fight, but since everyone hit him on the head, he had no choice but to fight back. He fought back for a while, and didn't know how many times he was hit. Suddenly, a strong wind came from the front. Joseph quickly stretched out his stick to block it, but heard a "bang", his palm shook violently, and he was hit on the shoulder again.

"Beep-beep-beep-"

A shrill whistle sounded, and more than a dozen policemen rushed over with rifles in hand. The policemen shouted in Russian and Chinese: "Put down your weapons and squat on the ground, or we will shoot!"

Zhang Zongchang threw away the weapon in his hand and shouted, "Long live Chairman Lin!"

His gang members also threw away their sticks and cheered together, "Long live Chairman Lin!"

Zhang Zongchang then shouted: "Long live Grand Duke Olga!"

"Long live Grand Duke Olga!"

Then, all those guys who were cheering for the victory all squatted on the ground obediently.

He was beaten dizzy, and when he regained consciousness by holding onto the wall, he saw several black gun muzzles pointing at him.

When the police saw that some of the rioters had not dropped their weapons, they pulled the bolts of their guns and shouted, "Put down your weapons, squat on the ground! Put down your weapons!"

"Ah?" Zhugashvili finally saw the situation clearly, and quickly threw away the stick in his hand and made a gesture of surrender.

"Damn it! How many fights has this been?"

The local sheriff came over, cursing, and shouted angrily, "Catch the leaders! Zhang Zongchang, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have Toushan Man backing you up!"

Zhang Zongchang squatted on the ground and said with a grin, "No, how could we be lawless? We are all good citizens! We all support Chairman Lin and His Excellency the Grand Duke!"

"Bah! You're still a good citizen? Tie them up!"

The leaders of the Black Dragon Society and the Holy Lotus Sect were tied up, and Joseph Dzhugashvili's hands were also tied behind his back. He had to shout, "I am innocent! I don't know them!"

But it was useless. The police ignored his shouting and punched him instead. In this way, Joseph Dzhugashvili was taken to the detention center on his first day in Vladivostok.

Chapter 2: Joseph's Amazing Adventure ()

The prison cell was large, but it was still not a good place to go. The dark and damp cell was filled with the stench of decay. There was a toilet next to the haystack, filled with all kinds of filth. Joseph Dzhugashvili had been arrested several times and was familiar with the conditions in prison. In his opinion, the prison in Vladivostok was pretty good, as there was at least some hay to lie on and sleep on.

The police stuffed the members of the Black Dragon Society and the Holy Lotus Sect into two cells respectively, and then locked them up without interrogating them. Only then did Joseph feel the severe pain in his body, and many of the places where he was beaten turned purple.

"Damn Zhang Zongchang, you're so cruel!" Someone next to Joseph cursed in Russian, "Don't let us run into you when you get out, or you'll be in trouble!"

In the cell opposite, Zhang Zongchang stood up suddenly, grabbed the bars and said viciously: "Do you believe that I will kill you here?"

"Fuck you!"

"Fight your mother!"

The Black Dragon Society and the Holy Lotus Sect cursed each other across the aisle, speaking both Russian and Chinese, as well as some local dialects. After the demographic change, the dialects in Siberia also changed. Joseph Dzhugashvili could barely understand some of what was being said, but he knew that both sides were hurling harsh words.

"Quiet!"

Policemen wearing wide-brimmed hats and white leggings came in and started beating people with sticks. “Why are you shouting? Do you think the detention center is your home?”

Zhang Zongchang had a ferocious look on his face just now, but now he immediately smiled and said, "They were the first to shout!"

The priest also forced a smile on his face, "If you are willing, we are a family!"

"Bah! Who is in the same family with you bunch of charlatans? I think you haven't been reformed yet! If there is a new policy from above one day, I will throw all of you to Sakhalin Island!"

"We are not charlatans!" The priest said righteously, "We support Chairman Lin! Chairman Lin said that people have the right to freely believe in religion! Our Holy Lotus Sect is a fusion of Buddhism and Taoism and........."

"Don't be ridiculous!"

"Chairman Lin said......"

With a creaking sound, the door of the detention center's cell was pushed open and the police officer walked in. "Release all the members of the Black Dragon Society."

"Yes!"

Zhang Zongchang swaggered out of the cell and said with a grin, "Thank you very much, Boss. I'll treat you to a meal someday when you're free!"

"No need to thank me, someone bailed you out."

Zhang Zongchang looked at the man in the black suit next to the police officer and said, "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry to bother you again."

Lawyer Zhou smiled and said, "Mr. Miyazaki is waiting for you at [You Guts]."

[You Guti] is a restaurant that has been open in Vladivostok for only a few years. It is owned by the Black Dragon Society and specializes in Huaiyang cuisine. It also has a chef who can cook Sichuan cuisine, and is quite famous.

Zhang Zongchang put away the smile on his face and asked in surprise: "Mr. Miyazaki is back?"

"Well, go quickly."

Zhang Zongchang bowed to the police officer and strode away. Lawyer Zhou turned around and said to the people of the Holy Lotus Sect, "Mr. Miyazaki, please come over as well."

"Go past? Go past what?"

"Of course we have to talk. We can't keep fighting. We should value peace, and harmony brings wealth." Lawyer Zhou said slowly, "You are all the leading figures of the Holy Lotus Sect. How about we go together?"

Everyone in the Holy Lotus Sect looked at each other, and no one said anything. Lawyer Zhou smiled and said, "We can choose a representative to go."

Joseph Dzhugashvili didn't understand Chinese very well. He had been in Siberia for half a year and could only barely understand a few words. He heard the man in the black suit say a few words, and suddenly someone pushed him from behind.

"It's him!"

Joseph Dzhugashvili was furious and asked, "What are you doing?" He had been rejected once before, which resulted in him being beaten several times. His body was still in pain. Now it's happening again? Is this the end?

Lawyer Zhou looked up and down at Joseph, whose face was full of pits and dents. "This friend looks unfamiliar. Are you new here?" Seeing that the other party didn't understand, he

He switched back to Russian, "Are you new to the Holy Lotus Sect?"

"Holy Lotus... Sect?" Joseph Dzhugashvili repeated, biting his tongue. "What is this?"

Lawyer Zhou smiled at the priests of the Holy Lotus Sect and others, "Okay, one person is enough. Officer Jin, please keep the people of the Holy Lotus Sect for two more hours. As for this... friend, what's your name?"

"Joseph Vissarionovich Dzhugashvili!"

"Um, Joseph, right? Please come with us, Mr. Miyazaki is waiting."

"What are you doing?" Joseph Dzhugashvili took a step back.

Two burly men came forward, and Lawyer Zhou said with a smile, "Mr. Joseph, please don't make things difficult for us. Otherwise, we don't mind breaking your arms and legs first, and then taking you back."

Joseph Dzhugashvili looked to the side. The police officer and several other policemen looked away, as if nothing had happened here. "Okay, I'll go with you."

He had been arrested by the Tsar's lackeys several times and had been imprisoned several times, so he was not lacking in courage. He might as well go, maybe this was an opportunity. Joseph, who was good at doing mass work, was not worried about his own safety. At this time, he was less than 30 years old, in the prime of his life, and full of enthusiasm and courage.

"A smart choice," Lawyer Zhou said with a smile, "Then please follow us."

When Joseph walked out of the detention center, he saw a car parked on the road outside the door, which surprised him. Cars were not rare, and Joseph Dzhugashvili had seen them before, but this car was completely different from the ones he had seen before. The overall feeling of this car was very... smooth?

Lawyer Zhou sat in the passenger seat. Seeing that Joseph didn't move, he turned his head and asked, "Hmm?"

The burly man pushed Joseph Dzhugashvili and said, "What are you looking at? Get in quickly!" Joseph had to stop looking at the car, bent down and got in.

"boom"

The car door closed, the driver started the car, and drove along the road in the direction of [You Guts]. The car drove very smoothly on the road, with little vibration. Joseph Zhugashvili was full of confusion. He wanted to ask someone, but in the end he said nothing. He just calmed down and waited to meet the position of Demi Lucky.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the "Youguid" Hotel. Joseph was cheered up and said to himself: Here it comes!

Lawyer Zhou got out of the car first, straightened his suit, and walked towards the hotel. Two girls were standing at the door. When they saw someone coming, they bowed together and said, "Yila Xia Yi Ma Sai (Welcome)!"

Chapter 3: Joseph's Amazing Adventure ()

[Having Guts] is the Black Dragon Society's property. Not only does it have a place to eat and learn, it also has a large manor that is specially used to receive distinguished guests, such as Mayor Chekhov or big shots like Miyazaki Toranosuke.

Joseph Dzhugashvili followed Lawyer Zhou and his party through the gates and came to the manor. They saw flowers and trees, warblers flying around, and pavilions and towers dotted around. This place didn't look like Vladivostok, but more like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Zhang Zongchang came earlier than them and stood in an open space in front of a palace-shaped building. Next to him, a Japanese man dressed as a ronin knelt on his knees and was loudly distinguishing something.

Joseph looked at Zhang Zongchang and the ronin, then looked ahead and saw two people kneeling in the room with the door opened. One of them was unrestrained, with his clothes opened, revealing his chest muscles, and was drinking from a cup. The other one was sitting upright, saying a few words from time to time, causing the ronin to argue more fiercely.

"I have shed blood for my country, and I have made contributions to my country!"

The ronin straightened his back, put his left hand on the hilt of the knife, and said loudly: "The Black Dragon Society was founded by me and Uchida Ryohei. Six years ago, we were active on both sides of the Heilongjiang River. Where was your Master Dajuewu at that time? What right do you have to intervene in the affairs of our Black Dragon Society?"

The man in gorgeous clothes and sitting upright was the famous Daikakuya Shishin in Japan. He used to be a secretary of Ito Hirobumi, and later took charge of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and some militia organizations. Then he controlled part of the army, or merged part of the Red Guards into the army. But no one knew how he suddenly appeared in Vladivostok.

The man who was drinking wine and eating meat beside Daikakuya Shizhen was Miyazaki Toranomon. Hearing the ronin's question, Miyazaki Toranomon put down his wine glass and laughed, "Toyama Mitsuru, are you still hoping for the best at this time?"

The ronin kneeling on the ground is called Toyama Mitsuru, one of the founders of the Black Dragon Society. The Black Dragon Society used to have the Army Department as its backer, and it still does. But the controller of the Army Department has changed. The former boss Yamagata Aritomo went to Hokkaido to see the cherry blossoms, and the Black Dragon Society and other organizations either have to find a big thigh to cling to or be marginalized. People like Toyama Mitsuru who continue to have close private contacts with Yamagata Aritomo will be sanctioned for various reasons.

"I'm innocent!" Tou Shanman shouted, pressing his sword.

"Are you really innocent?" Dajuewu Shizhen smiled, his tone full of nonchalance, "Think about it carefully, are you really innocent at all?"

Tou Shan Man raised his head and said: "Even if I am guilty, it is not your turn to intervene!"

"So you're planning to leave the War Department and start on your own?"

Tou Shan Man gritted his teeth and said, "So what?"

Dajuewu Shizhen smiled and said, "Six years ago, the army's military funds were used to speculate in stocks. You were the one who handled it, right?"

"............", the muscles on Toushan's face trembled a few times. This was the matter that worried him the most. He thought that after so many years, it would not be pursued. Who could have thought that it would be brought up again now? "I handled it...but I was just a handler!"

The words came to his lips, but Toyama Mitsuru swallowed them back. Yamagata Aritomo was the culprit of the misappropriation of military funds, and he was also a victim. In order to fill that big hole, the Black Dragon Society's assets shrunk by more than half. If they want to settle old accounts, they should first arrest Yamagata Aritomo for questioning, but Toyama Mitsuru can't say that. Although Japan has a tradition of "the lower class overthrowing the upper class", that is something that can only be done after having strength. Now Toyama Mitsuru can't overthrow Yamagata Aritomo and take over.

Joseph Dzhugashvili could not understand Japanese and remained silent throughout the whole process. Zhang Zongchang, on the other hand, could speak both Russian and Japanese and was a member of the Black Dragon Society. When he heard the secrets of the struggle among the top leaders, his face turned pale. Even though he was fearless, his heart was beating violently. He lowered his head and looked at his feet, hoping that no one would remember him as a small shrimp.

"You were not the mastermind in embezzling the army's funds, but it was still lost in your hands. Toyama Mitsuru, do you admit this?"

"............", Tou Shanman gritted his teeth and said, "It's me!"

Daikakuya Shishin said, "Isn't that the end of it? Considering that you have made many contributions to the organization..." Hearing this, Toyama Mitsuru was overjoyed and his body relaxed, "...I will allow you to commit seppuku!"

Touyama Man suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with shock. He stood up, put his hand on the hilt of the knife and took two steps forward, shouting: "Baka, so what if it's me? I have been injured for the empire, I have shed blood for the empire, I am a warrior of the empire, not your retainer!"

The bamboo curtains swayed, and several soldiers rushed out with rifles. The bolts were pulled, making a "clattering" sound, and the sergeant shouted, "Don't move! If you move forward, I will shoot!"