A young laborer raised his head, and just as he was about to speak, he flicked his whip over his head, and the whip exploded. The laborer's momentum immediately disappeared, and he lowered his head again.
"Dear young and old gentlemen, what time is it now? The Japanese have occupied Jinan. They have work to do and food to eat. It's already pretty good. What else do they want to do?"
Chen Baoxiang has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders and cannot take care of these trivial matters.
He was always observing the operation patterns of the searchlights and Diao Dou to ensure that he could quickly run to the utility room, push the door in, and close the door with his backhand without being discovered during the scanning gap of the searchlights.
Here, if he is a little careless, what awaits him are wolves and bullets.
After silent calculation, every time the searchlight scans a circle, there will be a pause of one hundred and seventy pulse beats, and then the next round of scanning.
Chen Baoxiang was relieved. He was definitely fast enough to enter the utility room.
"Hey, brother, where do you live from?"
A laborer with a Jiaodong accent gently kicked Chen Baoxiang's feet.
"From Zhijin City."
"What?"
The other party didn't understand, so Chen Baoxiang explained again: "Southeast of the goods platform, north of Puli Street, Zhijin City."
"I understand. There are storytellers here every night in our Diwozi. Come and listen. The generals of the Yang family and the generals of the Hu family tell stories about the Tang Dynasty and the stories of the Three Kingdoms, Liu Guan and Zhang... Every night is different. Come and listen. I will bring you
you?"
Chen Baoxiang looked at the man's dark and thin face and shook his head.
If he wanted to listen to a book, he would go to the Tianqiao bookstore and not dare to run around.
The Nanshan bandits have informants in the city. If they accidentally get on the pirate ship, it will be over.
"Brother, it's great to listen to the book. After listening, everyone will be given a Jiaodong pastry. Come on, come on. I won't lie to you. It's really good..."
Chen Baoxiang walked aside and stayed away from that person.
After shouting for a while, the cook at the counter brought dinner, which was two corn pancakes and cornmeal and vegetable leaf porridge.
There was enough corn porridge, so some people drank the porridge vigorously, put the pancakes in their arms, saved some, and took them back to their families.
After dinner, the wagons drove over and the laborers continued working.
Chen Baoxiang had never exerted such great effort before. He was so tired that his back ached and he didn't want to move.
After unloading the truck, it's almost time for shift change.
He had been observing that the door to the utility room had never been opened at all.
"If you don't open the door, how can you transport the explosive package in? Could it be that the people in Wanhua Building are invisible and have already sent the explosive package in, but I didn't see it?"
Chen Baoxiang's mind was in a mess, but he didn't dare to stare blatantly, so he could only glance at it secretly by wiping his sweat.
When it was time to hand over the shift, Chen Baoxiang avoided the searchlight, bent down and ran to the door of the utility room, pushed the door in, and then closed the door behind him.
The utility room was very dark, but when the searchlight swept over, the light penetrated through the crack in the door and illuminated eight shelves.
The room was twelve steps long and seven steps wide. There were shovels, wooden buckets, cloth shoes, wires, brushes, etc. on the shelves, but there was no sign of explosives.
Chen Baoxiang searched several times to confirm that there were no explosives or incendiary bombs. Suddenly, sweat broke out on his forehead and he even suspected that he had entered the wrong house.
In fact, he did nothing wrong. There must be something wrong at Wanhua Tower. The explosive package was not sent in, which delayed the action.
He hid behind the door, analyzed the situation at hand, and immediately decided to follow the laborers out first.
No big deal, I'll sneak in next time.
After the searchlight scan, he quickly left the room, bent through the gap in the boxes, and caught up with the last group of people leaving work.
After leaving the goods counter, Chen Baoxiang went straight to Yuqian Cheongsam Shop on Furong Street without hesitation.
On the way, he found a puddle, picked up cold water, washed off his disguise items, and restored his true appearance.
When he arrived at the back door of the cheongsam shop, he walked straight in.
Fortunately, Liancheng Bi is here, reading under the lamp.
"Miss Lian, I entered the cargo bay and have done everything I need to do. Where is the explosive bag you mentioned?"
Lian Chengbi put down the scroll and looked at Chen Baoxiang.
Chen Baoxiang ran too fast, panted heavily, and was out of breath.
"Something went wrong and the explosive package couldn't be delivered. We have to wait for the next opportunity."
"What? I finally got in and worked for a whole day——"
Chen Baoxiang was so angry that he couldn't speak, but he could see deeper haggardness on Lian Chengbi's face.
"Boss Chen, the men who were transporting the explosive package encountered a Japs patrol in the Dangjiazhuang area. All twelve of them were killed. The last one lit the explosive package and died together with the two Japs."
Chen Baoxiang had nothing to say and could only shut up.
"Sit down for a moment, I'll cook wontons and treat you to a midnight snack."
Lian Chengbi opened the side door and went out, leaving Chen Baoxiang there.
This result was unexpected.
At this time, Chen Baoxiang suddenly felt scared.
After disguising yourself and sneaking into the cargo bay, it is only the first step. If you are discovered by the Japanese when setting up the explosive package, or if you ignite the explosive package and are too late to enter the drainage ditch, there will only be one word left in the end - death.
Wouldn't everyone be happy if they retreated immediately and pretended that nothing happened?
He sat down, touched his heart, and felt the beating sound of his heart.
"No matter what, at least I'm still alive and well now!"
He smiled bitterly and smelled the scent of chaos coming from behind the door.
Lian Chengbi came out with a tray with two bowls of wontons in clear soup.
"Please, Boss Chen."
Chen Baoxiang stopped being polite and picked up a bowl to drink wontons.
"Boss Chen, you are a smart person. Do you feel that things went too smoothly today? Or do you feel that someone has been following you and monitoring you?"
Chen Baoxiang was stunned and slowly shook his head.
"At the goods counter, someone takes the initiative to strike up a conversation with you, without bothering to come over to trouble you... The boss has a very vicious eye, and his job is to keep an eye on people. You take over for others, work, and walk differently than usual. He just needs to be a little bit more
You can tell if you pay attention, right?"
"Today, it was announced that the head would be whipped two times and three times. The laborers were not convinced and wanted to cause trouble. They pulled out the whip on the head to scare everyone. The two sides were very unhappy. He was so busy that he probably didn't care about me."
"Well, next time I sneak in, I'll have to change my identity."
"And next time?"
Chen Baoxiang's head buzzed, and the wontons he ate in his mouth suddenly changed in taste.
"If the cargo platform is not removed, North China will be in trouble. Therefore, those boxes must be blown up, whether they are piled on the cargo platform or transported to other places."
"Where's Boss Gu?"
"She's still in there."
Chen Baoxiang was shocked again, and the bowl almost fell to the ground.
"In order to make more money, some laborers work two shifts in a row and don't go home until noon the next day. She sneaks into the goods counter at the same time as you and comes back half a day later."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"There is no need to tell you, you are you, she is she, we all have different tasks."
"Miss Lian, that's not what we said beforehand! I entered the goods counter on behalf of Boss Gu. She doesn't have to risk going in. She can just wait outside for help. Now... now we both go in and take the same risk. What's going on?
"
Chen Baoxiang was so anxious that he was incoherent. If Gu Lanchun had to obey the order and sneak into the cargo bay, then what would be the point of him going out on her behalf?
"Everyone in Wanhualou is a warrior, and it is the bounden duty of a warrior to obey orders. I have said it before, she is her, and you are you. They are not the same."
"You, you, you-"
Chen Baoxiang pointed at Liancheng Bi and was so anxious that he could not speak.
"Boss Chen, you don't have to worry about other people. As long as you can get out smoothly, Gu Lanchun can too."
Chen Baoxiang let out a long sigh, knowing that it would be useless to say anything else. It was like being tricked by Lian Chengbi, so he had no choice but to admit defeat.
After finishing the late-night snack, Lian Chengbi arranged for Chen Baoxiang to rest in the guest room.
Chen Baoxiang was fetching water from fifteen buckets in his heart - he was up and down, lying on the bed, unable to sleep at all.
As soon as you close your eyes, you will see Diao Dou, the Japanese holding the 38 big cover, looking at him eagerly.
"God bless me, and nothing will happen to me..."
He was tired all day and felt sore all over. He waited until the rooster crowed for the first time before falling asleep in a daze.
When I woke up, someone knocked on the door outside. It was Gu Lanchun's voice: "Boss Chen, are you up?"
Chen Baoxiang stood up and ran over to open the door.
Gu Lanchun stood outside the door, his face full of spring breeze.
"You are back. My heart has only dropped now. Alas, if I had known you were going in, why would I try to show off?"
Chen Baoxiang went around and around but couldn't say those thoughtful words.
"I know what you're thinking. Don't say it. Isn't it good for me?"
Gu Lanchun took Chen Baoxiang to lunch and briefly told him what happened.
There are two plans for the bombing platform, which can be changed at any time according to the enemy's defense.
Of course, the explosive package failed to be delivered, and Gu Lanchun and Chen Baoxiang had no choice but to withdraw quietly.
"It's very difficult to succeed. If you try to blow up the cargo platform by force, people will die."
At the dinner table, facing Liancheng Bi, Gu Lanchun did not hide anything and directly told the truth.
Next to Liancheng Bi, a girl with short hair sat.
Her posture was very strange, her right hand was always in her pocket, and she only used her left hand to hold the chopsticks and bowl.
Lien Chengbi just introduced that she was also the key figure in blowing up the goods platform - Wen Dujuan, a quick shooter who is good at killing people with lightning speed in chaotic environments.
"Even when he was sleeping, his right hand was pressed on the handle of the gun until he died."
This was the conclusion Liancheng Bi gave to Wen Dujuan. When everyone was having dinner, Wen Dujuan didn't have a smile on his face, as if he was deaf or mute.
"Within a week, the explosive packs will be prepared and transported to the commercial port area in advance to ensure that today's problem will never happen again."
Lian Chengbi's explanation was equivalent to an apology to Chen Baoxiang and Gu Lanchun.
"Where's the backup plan?"
"Without a backup plan, the Southern Army's explosive packages could not be transported. These explosive packages were purchased from the Eighth Front Army through confidential relationships."
Wen Dujuan suddenly said: "The purchase operation was carried out secretly. Other Jianghu forces did not dare to take the idea of Wanhualou. It must be the Eighth Front Army who took our money first and then notified the Japanese to intercept them in the middle. They fished in troubled waters and then took advantage of the enemy."
Take back the explosive packets."
Gu Lanchun sneered: "Wrong, the Eighth Front Army would not do this. We brought explosive packets into the cargo bay to create chaos, which they wanted. You said how bad they were, I don't care, but you said that the Eighth Front Army was colluding with the Japanese and intercepted and killed Wanhua
Lou, I firmly oppose it!"
Wen Dujuan put down her chopsticks and stared at the famous imitation Song Dynasty painting on the wall opposite.
"Are you on the side of the Eighth Front Army? No wonder, the Southern Army sent a telegram saying that you are the undercover informant of the Eighth Front Army stationed in Wanhua Building. Now, did you let it slip?".