The distance between each station where the steam train stops is both long and short.
Sometimes it stops once every two hours, sometimes it doesn't even stop once a week...
The stop outside city No. 23 is only 6 hours away from the next stop.
After the club brother hung up the phone, he started to prepare New Year's goods in a hurry. Fortunately, it was close to the New Year's Eve and there were many places selling New Year's goods in the city.
The eldest brother is also a good person. Faced with a big boss who can mobilize more than 900 people to gang up on gangsters, he did not play any tricks and directly prepared all the new year goods that Qingchen and the others needed.
Not only that, we also prepared thirty boxes of dried fruits, thirty boxes of cigarettes, thirty boxes of wine...
Among them are ten sketchbooks that Qingchen wants, for drawing. These are not easy to buy. After all, everyone uses electronic products. You have to go to the stores in the upper third district to find them. They are small luxuries.
Each of these things seems to be worthless, but the problem is that there are so many of them, and the total value is only one-tenth of the value of his mechanical limbs.
This means that for this shipment, he made 10% less.
But it doesn't matter, brother is happy.
The eldest brother of this club is called Zhang Qinghuan. He is forty-two years old and has no special skills. His father died of drug abuse a few years ago, so he started running a club.
He spent two hours preparing the goods, and then set off with the convoy. It looked like a convoy preparing for earthquake relief, except for a few banners.
When going through customs in City No. 22, the Exit-Entry Administration Bureau is also an old acquaintance. They have taken care of everything and can go through customs directly.
When they left the city, the officials from the Exit-Entry Administration Bureau were still teasing Zhang Qinghuan: They have been doing a lot of business recently, pulling so many cars!
The official thought that these dozen trucks were all equipped with mechanical limbs.
The convoy drove slowly towards the snowfield. When it arrived at the steam train stop, there was already another group of club members waiting there, who also wanted to use the steam train to transport goods.
Steam trains transport goods very quickly and are very safe. You don't have to worry about running into wilderness people, and you won't be stopped by the army on the way.
It can be considered a very complete smuggling chain.
These people are also from City No. 23. They came out of the city's drainage canals because the goods were too sensitive and could not pass through the immigration bureau.
This group of people are from the Blackwater Society, and they are carrying refrigerated boxes containing cryopreserved organs.
There were more than 20 women around him. At first glance, it was clear that they were "goods" that had been trafficked to other cities as slaves. At this time, these women were still a little unconscious and it looked like they had been injected with psychedelic drugs.
When Zhang Qinghuan saw them, he greeted them and directed the truck to stop.
Under normal circumstances, those who come here to smuggle on the steam train are all doing it for profit, and no one offends anyone.
Just like a wild animal drinking water by the river, if you have any grudges, wait until the goods are loaded onto the truck.
At this time, he directed his younger brother to unload the goods.
When the people from the Blackwater Society saw what they were unloading, their eyes immediately widened: "This is the first time I've ever seen someone use a steam train to transport New Year's goods!"
The president of the Blackwater Society looked at his younger brother with disdain: "Those are all disguises. There might be boxes of bullets in the New Year's gift boxes. Do you really think that someone would use a steam train to transport New Year's goods? Are you stupid?
"
However, while everyone was waiting for the steam train, President Heishui saw in front of Zhang Qinghuan a boy grabbing a handful of melon seeds from the New Year's box.
There was also a boy who wanted to take a cigarette from the box to smoke, but was kicked away by Zhang Qinghuan!
“Brother, it seems like it’s really a new year’s gift.”
President Heishui was completely confused: "Are all New Year's goods so profitable now?"
He thought to himself that these New Year goods sellers are too dark, they can even use steam trains to transport goods?!
This simply subverts President Heishui’s worldview!
At this moment, the whistle of the steam train sounded, and it drove out of nothingness, with black smoke billowing from the chimney.
Seeing Zhang Qinghuan, he immediately shouted: "Hurry, hurry, hurry up, help me pass it to the car, otherwise we won't have enough time."
President Heishui was stunned for a moment. When he turned to look at the train, he saw more than 900 people on the train looking at him eagerly.
"Shoot, the group that came with the girl broke all my legs," Qingchen said calmly.
A burst of gunfire passed, and everyone on President Heishui's side had their legs broken and fell to the ground.
Qingchen looked down at the train and asked, "Who is leading these people delivering supplies?"
Qingchen said: "Do you know why I didn't break your leg?"
Zhang Qinghuan said cautiously: "I don't know..."
"Because the mechanical limbs in your cargo are all brand new, which means you didn't remove them from others, otherwise your legs would be broken now," Qingchen said, "Hurry up and move the cargo."
Zhang Qinghuan said heartily that this was indeed a knight-errant with a lofty romantic spirit. He was not wrong!
Amidst the wailing of a group of members of the Blackwater Society, Zhang Qinghuan hurriedly led people to move the goods.
He whispered to Qingchen: "I also personally sent some cigarettes, wine, and thirty boxes of dried fruits..."
Qingchen glanced at him in surprise: "What's your name?"
"Zhang Qinghuan!" Zhang Qinghuan said excitedly: "Can I join you? I think you are so cool at what you do!"
Qingchen thought for a while: "Okay."
"Then how do I join?"
"You send back those girls who were injected with drugs. After that, a person will come to you in the future with a red scarf. At that time, you will know that it is my person."
This may be the first step for the Parents' Association to set foot in the north.
And this is just the beginning.
Zhang Qinghuan watched the steam train leave with a longing expression. He recalled the handsome and handsome face of the young man, and suddenly felt that he looked familiar...
Wait, isn't this Inspector Qingchen who just caused a sensation in the Federation and was killed from the A02 base of the God Generation Consortium?!
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The steam train returns to nothingness.
The soldiers devoured the food in the dark, almost choking to death.
Qingchen said: "Don't eat so much in the first three meals. First, make some bread and drink some water to nourish your stomach. We will start eating hot pot tomorrow!"
As the steam train drove into the light again, there was a burst of cheers on board.
When they were wondering whether they would starve to death in the car, the boss unexpectedly solved these problems easily.
The soldiers opened the New Year's goods and distributed cigarettes.
They hadn't smoked in nineteen years, and now they started smoking like crazy.
In just ten minutes, the entire carriage was on fire, and white smoke billowed out crazily from the windows...
Qingchen’s eyes were mesmerized!
He picked up the sketchbook sent by Zhang Qinghuan, walked silently to the last carriage, sat on the pile of gold coins and started drawing.
Just like what he once did next to Shinsaibashi in Osaka.
Li Cheng looked back and suddenly felt that the unmoved look of his boss sitting on the gold coins was really cool.
He walked over and asked: "Boss, where are you painting the scenery?"
"No, painting people," Qingchen replied.
Li Cheng leaned over and took a look, only to see that Qingchen would quickly sketch out a portrait every minute, which was extremely efficient. Moreover, every painting was filled with men, and they looked different.
He felt a little strange. Why did the boss draw men?
Qingchen looked up at him and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you will soon know what this is for."
Li Cheng suddenly said: "Boss, I feel you are leaving."
"Why?"
"Because you used the satellite phone to notify the Li family and the Qing family and asked them to send people to take us home, but I feel that you still have things to do in the north," Li Cheng said disappointedly: "Actually, we can take a little rest.
I’ll stay here to help you.”
"Li Cheng, you are very smart. I also know that you are very anxious to do something for me, but I can do this alone," Qingchen said seriously: "Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future. When I finish the work in the north,
The matter will come to you."
There is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever, and Qingchen still has some accounts to settle in the north.
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The steam train continues its journey south.
Just outside City 19, there are already two Class A airships waiting there.
One belongs to the Li family and the other belongs to the Qing family.
They waited here early until a steam train pulled out of nothingness.
Qing Ling jumped off the steam train, and he clearly saw the sacred and yearning expressions on the faces of those Qing soldiers.
The soldiers stood straight outside the airship, but they couldn't stop looking at the train.
They are looking for someone.
But the strange thing is, why does this steam train smell so strongly of hot pot...
Qing Ling glanced at the logos on the epaulettes of these soldiers. They were clearly members of the Shadow Force.
In the Qing clan, there are still some differences between the shadow troops and other Qing clan troops.
Qingye stood nonchalantly outside the airship, smiling and shaking hands with Qing Ling and every member of the Qing family: "Thank you for your hard work, welcome home."
After that, someone next to them will give them a second-class merit medal.
Qingye explained: "The shadow boss was originally going to come in person today, but the owner of the family called him back to Ginkgo Manor, so he couldn't come. I will confer honors on you, please forgive me. In addition, everyone's salary in these years will be
To make it up after verifying the identity, all are issued by raising the level to three. There are some procedures that need to be followed, but you are also people who have worked under the Secret Service, and you know that the procedures cannot be abolished."
Qing Ling nodded: "Understood, we all understand."
Qing Ling and others looked at this scene as if they were in another world. They had been waiting for this day for too long.
Slowly, everyone on the steam train got off. The soldiers were a little surprised, and Qingye was also a little surprised. He held a Ginkgo Medal in his hand and asked in a daze: "Wait, where is that kid Qingchen?"
This Silver Star Medal is superior to first-class merit, second-class merit, and third-class merit within the Qing clan.
One of the people who has received this medal in the past twenty years is Qing Mu, who has just returned home. At this time, his consciousness has disappeared and he will never be able to wake up.
And another person who received the Ginkgo Medal is Qingchen.
The person these Qing soldiers were looking for in the carriage with admiring eyes was Qing Chen. This was a sentiment shared by all members of the direct line of shadow troops.
They knew what an incredible task Qingchen had accomplished and how many hardships he had gone through.
However, the protagonist who should be standing here at this moment is missing!
At this time, Qing Ling asked someone to take out a thick stack of sketching paper: "The boss asked me to give this to you. He drew 723 people and needs you to use facial recognition technology to analyze their household registrations. He needs
This information, he said, the shadow knew how to deliver to him."
Qingye looked through his sketchbook and didn't remember the people in the portraits. He cursed and said: "I finally snatched the honorary opportunity from my boss, but the other person disappeared! How can facial recognition technology be so simple?
Does he really think he can identify it by just drawing it? Are you kidding..."
The shadow is not empty.
If Shadow really wants to award Qingchen a medal, he can wait until the medal is over and open the Shadow Gate.
It was actually Qingye who had been pestering Ying for three days, and he had to fight for a chance to become familiar with his future boss, so Ying left the opportunity for him to receive the medal.
Because of this, Qing called him a "despicable villain" for two days.
At this time, Qing Ling said: "The boss said that he drew it according to the 'six-point face recognition technology', so he can definitely be recognized."
Qingye was stunned for a moment, how could anyone draw based on facial recognition technology?
In fact, when Qingchen was painting on Shinsaibashi, everyone including Kamidai Unra felt that his painting techniques were completely different from those of other painters, and that he was like a beginner.
However, only Qingchen himself knows that the paintings he draws do not pay attention to technique, light and shadow, but only care about whether it can be recognized by a machine!
This is the purpose of his painting practice!
Qingye wondered: "Who are these people?"
Qing Ling said: "The boss wants to kill the person."
Qingye understood that Qingchen wanted the secret agent to find these one by one and kill them one by one.
But what he couldn't understand was why Qingchen wanted to kill so many people...
Qing Ling said: "In addition, he also wants all the information about Shendai Yunhe, 'all'."
Qingye clapped his hands: "Interesting. Let's go home!"
Qing Ling and others walked into the entry channel behind the airship. When he was about to enter, he turned to look in Li's direction.
There, Li Cheng happened to look back at him. The two of them smiled at each other and walked into their respective airships easily.
This was only a brief separation, and they knew they would be reunited soon.
They don't have to do anything now, they just need to wait for someone to return from the north.
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Book title; "The County Magistrate Has No Time to Save the World"
Author: Jiu and Mi and Donkey
Introduction: Uninstall the system at the beginning and throw away the ring containing the grandfather.
Zheng Nian, who traveled to the Great Zhou Dynasty, acted as the most ordinary head catcher. "Everyone is busy saving the world, and no one helps mom wash the dishes."
