I am conducting a desk research for the plots of my new novel. I love to mix up different facts in a story, as a result, the plots of the novel different from facts. The story begins at home, now. In the home of Josephine Underwood's Hong Kong address. I, Josephine, see a ghost at home, may be the fact that today is still within the ghost month. He was my friend, died before I was born. He was a Catholic priest, born in 1900. He went to many places in the Mainland China during the 1920's; he met a socialite named Rose, she financed the fled of many British away from Mainland, he bought a ship for the stowaways, sailed to Liverpool. He left Mainland went to a monastery in France, later during the Second World War, he went to the battlefield in June 1940, he met a 31 year old British Deputy Lieutenant. They both sneaked into the German troop's camp attacked the soldiers. And they found beer in the camp site. The German brewed beer. This Frenchman found a sh...