After saying this, Bi Gong stretched out his hand: "Road map?"
Yu Shutong took out a gray drawing from his arms and placed it in Bi Gong's hand.
Bi Gong unfolded the drawing, looked up and down a few times, and a proud smile appeared on his face: "I knew that walking close to the seaside would be the safest and most hidden place for these people... Very good, with this picture, thirty thousand taels
Where does the gold go?”
Yu Shutong stood up and walked towards the door.
"Where to go?"
"The deal is done, we have nothing more to say."
"Do you think you can still have freedom if you surrender to the Japanese?"
Yu Shutong opened the door and went out without looking back.
Bi Gong whistled, and the men in black outside immediately took action and surrounded Yu Shutong.
Chen Baoxiang couldn't tell the truth from the false, but he just felt that as Bi Gong sat in the shop, no matter how bright the stove was, it could not dispel the cold air he brought in.
"Damn it, young people are really rude. When I established the Gunslingers Club, they were still sucking milk! They don't respect the seniors, they don't know the superiority and inferiority, they don't have any manners, and they don't give me face..."
The backyard door curtain opened, and Bi Jing walked out with a calm expression.
The two of them, one behind the other, just couldn't escape from the palm of their hands even if Yu Shutong wanted to escape.
Bi Jing walked to the counter and watched Chen Baoxiang write.
He didn't say a word, just watched.
Chen Baoxiang wrote a few strokes and put down the brush.
"The good words you wrote were wasted on the hotel."
Bigong's mouth was not idle, and he kept talking.
Bi Jing finally left the counter and sat in front of the stove.
"Now we have a plan, and more than half of the tasks assigned by the boss have been completed. Second brother, you said, just for such a small matter, the people originally sent here are either dead or missing, and nothing has been done. You and I
Once we arrive, everything will be done properly, just go back and wait to receive the reward..."
"The picture is fake."
"What?"
Bi Jing unfolded the drawing again and inspected it carefully.
"If all the names are drawn on a map, and all the place names are moved ten miles across, then what is the use of this map? Besides, re-label the names on the map, so that the east is on the west, the south is on the north, or even two
Two swaps. It’s useless. Taking this picture is like being blindfolded.”
Bi Jing said so much in one breath, covered his chest and coughed lightly.
His voice was light and fast, and if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't know what he was talking about.
"It's impossible. It's impossible for Yu Shutong to lie to me? He has already defected to the Japanese and is now an ally with us."
"Traffic officer."
Bi Jing sneered, took the map from Bi Gong's hand and stuffed it into the stove.
After a burst of green smoke, the map was lit, and the firelight illuminated the store.
"Hey, hey, brother, don't be impatient..."
Bi Gong was unable to stop him and watched the map turn into ashes in the furnace.
"What do you think this is? I just wanted to call Yu Shutong in and force him to tell the truth. If you burned the map, wouldn't we..."
"A fake map is worse than no map at all. Remember, Yu Shutong is not from the same group as us."
Chen Baoxiang listened on the side and admired Bi Jing's decisive ability in killing.
Of course, you can't keep fake maps. Otherwise, false information will spread and nonsense will spread all over the sky, and the real road map will never be found again.
When necessary, only like Bi Jing can we straighten out the context and avoid confusing right and wrong.
"We have to control traffic officers."
"You don't have to say it, second brother, I'll let Yu Shutong speak now, hehehehe..."
Bi Gong whistled again, and four men in black escorted Yu Shutong in.
"I want a traffic officer. I need it tonight. Is that okay?"
Yu Shutong shook his head and looked at Bi Jing.
Everyone in the world knows that the situation between Bi Gong and Bi Jing is very delicate.
Bi Gong is older and talks more, but is less resourceful and completely listens to his younger brother.
Bi Jing is young, but he has won many military training championships in various countries and has shocked the world.
Therefore, whether it is the old marshal, the young marshal, or the senior Japanese officials today, they all regard Bi Jing very highly.
In other words, although Bi Gong and Bi Jing are two masters, the former is not worthy of the name, but the latter is hidden and never-ending.
"We only want traffic officers, not road maps. Boy, don't play tricks, or you will suffer!"
This was a chaotic internal strife. Ever since Chen Baoxiang knew that Yu Shutong had defected to the Japanese, everything in front of him had changed, becoming bizarre and unreasonable.
Until now, Bi Gong and Bi Jing, who worked for the Japanese, caught Yu Shutong and actually wanted to attack him.
They are all traitorous lackeys of the Japanese. Their internal strife should be something that the Chinese people should applaud, but Chen Baoxiang really couldn't laugh.
"There is no traffic officer, only me. If you kill me, the traffic officer will also die, and you will get nothing."
Yu Shutong sneered without any fear.
Bi Jing walked over, only two steps away from Yu Shutong.
Like a wolf dog, he sniffed Yu Shutong several times, then went around behind Yu Shutong and sniffed several more times.
"You have been to the fish market, stayed there for a long time, and even touched the fish yourself. The smell of fish cannot be removed from your body. You hide yourself in the fish market... you have been in the abalone house for a long time, and you have never smelled the smell.
.Hehehehe, there is only one reason for hiding in that place, you want to cover up the smell on him - by the way, he was shot, the wound bleeds, attracting wolf dogs. In the fish market, wolf dogs are never useful.
Now, we know that the traffic officer was hiding in the fish market, was shot, and needs to find a doctor..."
Chen Baoxiang was moved. Bi Jing was really amazing. He got so much information after just a few sniffs.
This method of solving crimes is simply too subtle.
"Whatever you say, I worked hard to find the traffic officer anyway, so he should belong to me."
Bi Gong laughed: "Fart, it belongs to you, it belongs to you... He lied to you, the picture is fake. You don't know at all, you were fooled, and you are still complacent. Okay, boy, tell us about fellowship.
Where are the members?"
Before Yu Shutong could answer, Bi Jing spoke again: "Boss Chen must know where the fish market has frozen sea fish and frozen shrimp... Is it the platform of the train station? The train from Qingdao?"
Chen Baoxiang's heart sank. Bi Jing's analysis was so clear that even if the book boy didn't speak, others knew the details.
"Admire, admire."
This time, Yu Shutong was so convinced that he took the initiative to admit defeat and raised his fists to Bi Jing.
"Is it on the cargo platform? But now I'm wondering again, can you hide him in the train car? Not necessarily, not necessarily... it must be a very delicate place. The most dangerous place, and usually the safest, is the Japanese
Food warehouse, only there can you find the best sea fish and shrimps. Boy, you are amazing, you have found such a good hiding place in such a short time!"
Yu Shutong lowered his head, and the arrogance, pride, coldness, and arrogance on his face disappeared.
Chen Baoxiang had a premonition that Yu Shutong was going to tell the truth about the traffic officer.