Luo Xia led the two mutant brothers away from the rocky shore and toward the city of Shanghu. Though they were only walking, all three moved quickly, and before long they reached a populated area.
In this era, foreign concessions were everywhere in Shanghu, and the Chinese were treated as utterly inferior. But having two foreign men with blond hair and blue eyes in tow saved Luo Xia a lot of trouble. At the very least, none of the so-called Municipal Police Department officers came looking for trouble. From afar, they saw two foreign gentlemen and even came over to offer them cigarettes, hoping to curry favor.
Luo Xia didn't blame them for being so obsequious. After all, surviving in a time of chaos was hard enough.
With his fluent English, Luo Xia was naturally mistaken for the foreigners' interpreter. He did most of the talking with the locals, occasionally exchanging a few words in English with Logan and Victor.
The two men were quite impatient, but they didn't dare show it too openly. Luo Xia had already put them through too much.
But the policemen noticed even that slight impatience and didn't suspect a thing. The "foreign gentlemen" they knew usually looked down on the Chinese and acted impatient around them.
Luo Xia casually handed over a silver dollar and tried to ingratiate himself with these local toughs. "I was with these two gentlemen, and we took a wrong turn. Then we got robbed in the middle of the night. Shanghu seems a little unsafe. Could I trouble you gentlemen to take us back to the American Concession?"
Luo Xia's generous tip earned him a ride in a Municipal Police Department car, and they headed into the city.
On the way, Luo Xia probed for information about China and