In fact, all the broken stones on the street had been cleaned up a long time ago. What Zhou Weiguo and others had to clean up were just some scattered stones on the road.
It only took a few hours to clean up the broken stones.
With the wages in hand, Zhou Weiguo and his group separated and returned to Zhang Qing's home.
Opening the door and entering the room, Zhou Weiguo saw that Zhang Qing was at home. He looked at Zhang Qing with some confusion as he stretched out his finger and said, "You...haven't you gone to work?"
Zhang Qing, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed to be complaining: "What class do you work in? I went to ask for leave. I planned to come back with you, but who knew you would disappear when I came back."
Why are you following me? Zhou Weiguo squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment, then sat on the sofa and looked at Zhang Qing: "There is paper and pen, I'll use them."
Zhang Qing stood up and walked to the drawer and took out a pen and paper. After Zhou Weiguo took it, he analyzed the situation observed today and looked for the best ambush point.
Circled a place, Zhou Weiguo raised his eyes with a smile and looked at Zhang Qing sitting next to him: "Is there a black market for renting here?"
Black market? Zhang Qing blinked; "Why are you looking for that place?"
"Buy a weapon." Zhou Weiguo took out a cigarette and lit it; "I don't have a weapon on me. If I want to kill this prince, I need something in my hands. Time is tight. I can't look for it outside the city. I can only buy it on the black market and beat these few.
In the past month, a lot of firearms have flowed into the black market. Where can I buy what I need?"
Zhang Qing said: "There is a black market at the intersection of French and British leases, but I'm not sure if it has the things you mentioned."
She got up and walked to the kitchen, brought a big bowl of food and pushed it towards Zhou Weiguo: "Eat, I'll take you there after you eat."
you……
Zhou Weiguo's look made Zhang Qing narrow his eyes: "Why, am I familiar with you even though I'm on loan?"
On the right side of the few remaining houses of the girls' middle school, the conflict between the navy and the army was expressed in a conscientious manner even by Fujino and Sakata. The look in the eyes of neither side looked down on the other.
The cooperation is simply empty talk.
The glaring look made the swarthy military policeman Major Sakai on the side take a look and had to stand up to smooth things over; "Both of you are guilty of sin. No matter what entanglements and conflicts we had in the past, what I want to say is
Yes, if something goes wrong with the king's safety this time, I'm afraid it will be unbearable for a few of us."
They are already going to die, and they are still arguing about whose plan to use. Isn’t this at odds with their own lives? You two want to die, but I don’t want to die. You are trying to make meritorious deeds, but I am not.
Sakai's resentful words made both of them suddenly realize that now is not the time to argue, but the time to deal with it together and negotiate a solution.
Seeing that the two of them had calmed down, Sakai naturally wanted to help Sakata as an Army man. He walked up to Fujino and said, "Sir Fujino, you are a Navy man. Do you think our Army knows more about matters on land?"
Ah this... this...
Fujino was so overwhelmed that he could not speak, but he lowered his head and thought for a moment before raising his head and nodding: "Okay, you can make a plan. The troops under my leadership will be deployed according to your wishes."
The excitement and prosperity of the black market far exceeded Zhou Weiguo's imagination, and also exceeded Zhang Qing's imagination.
Seeing those things that should not have appeared on the market at all, actually appeared at this moment, which made her very surprised and looked at Zhou Weiguo in front of her and pointed: "How come there are so many weapons? These things have not been used in the past.
It doesn’t exist.”
It's not that they don't exist, but it's just that in peacetime, these things are impossible to appear on the market. After three months of fighting in Shanghai, it's not uncommon for people to want to get guns and ammunition on this battlefield.
As for the fact that these firearms can appear on the bright side during this period, it is easy to explain. The concession does not want these explosive barrels to explode. People in the black market are from all over the world, but there is no such thing. These things can be bought.
Just buy it and save it from affecting public order in this place.
After saying what he meant, he looked at Zhang Qing and said, "Don't follow me. Go find a shop and sit down and wait for me. If you follow me, something will happen to you if we are investigated."
Zhang Qing hummed and walked to a tea stall and sat down, ignoring himself.
Zhou Weiguo bought a 38 rifle and five bullets at a stall. He came to a secluded alley and unloaded the gun into parts in a few seconds, then put it into a suitcase and arrived.
Suzhou River Bridgehead.
After crossing the bridge, it was the Japanese war zone. Zhou Weiguo, who was lifting the box, felt that Zhang Qing was still following him. He stopped and turned slightly, "Why are you following me? I'm going to take risks to fight monsters."
Zhang Qing blinked his eyes and shook his head; "I didn't follow you."
Are you kidding me? Could it be that I am blind? Is this called not following?
Facing such a woman, Zhou Weiguo took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Qing, who was still innocent; "My Miss Zhang, I am very grateful that you can take me from the small road into Shanghai, but please don't follow me the rest of the way.
, something is going to happen to you if you follow me. I am a soldier. I will kill you and run away. Your workplace is in Shanghai. Don’t put yourself in danger. Do you understand?"
There was meaningful persuasion, but Zhang Qing methodically took out a black camera from his black leather bag and put it around his neck; "I'm not following you, I'm going to work."
Work?
Zhang Qing pointed to the dilapidated and even lifeless street across the river; "I am a reporter, I need to interview."
damn it.
He actually forgot this, and Zhou Weiguo wanted to slap himself in the face.
The Japanese army held this kind of reward meeting just to trumpet that they had not failed this time.
With such a good publicity and face-saving thing, they will naturally look for influential newspapers to report it.
The "Shenbao" where Zhang Qing works is one of the best in the Songhu area, so it is not unusual to accept an invitation for an interview.
Well, in this way, Zhang Qing's suspicion will be eliminated. Zhou Weiguo thought about it and took a few steps forward. "Don't follow me. You can take another road after crossing the river. This will be harmful to you."
It's the safest. As for where I'm going, don't ask, you won't be able to find me. The future is unclear, so take care of it, Miss Zhang."
