Heavy snow came to Yanjin again, and everywhere you looked there was a vast expanse of white.
Jiang Xinyu drove slowly on the road. He glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that there was nothing behind him. The road was slippery in the snow and there were not many cars on the street.
In this situation, if you try to follow a car, you will have nowhere to hide.
It seems that at least on the surface, Hattori Hikoo has chosen to believe him for the time being, but if he wants to completely dispel his doubts, he cannot just rely on words, he must have a convincing performance!
The car drove for more than an hour and came to a secluded alley behind the Dagu Bell and Drum Tower. Jiang Xinyu got out of the car, looked around, then took out a strip of luggage from the trunk of the car, carried it in his hand and walked into the building.
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Inside the baggage was a Zhongzheng rifle, which was intended to be used to shoot the oil drums in the garrison warehouse. The operation had to be during the day, and it was inconvenient to bring the gun over, so Jiang Xinyu took advantage of the heavy snow to bring the gun first.
The trend has always been to follow the example and follow the example. The Bell and Drum Tower was first built in the palace to tell the time. It attracted various places to follow suit and built Bell and Drum Towers of different sizes in the downtown area.
Before the opening of the port, Dagu was the most prosperous area of Yanjin, so there was also a small bell and drum tower here. However, due to its disrepair and the Japanese heavy artillery bombing during the Yanjin defense war, it is now almost in ruins.
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In the summer, some homeless people and beggars occasionally stay overnight in the building. In autumn and winter, not even a mouse can be seen here.
Half of the stairs collapsed. Jiang Xinyu stepped on the scattered wall tiles and climbed to the top of the Bell and Drum Tower. He stood at the battlement and looked down. The view was very wide. The iron warehouse of the garrison was right in front of him.
Jiang Xinyu found a corner that was not easily discovered, took out the dagger he brought with him and pried open a few green bricks, then put the strips of baggage in, then put the green bricks on top again, covered them with white snow and some debris, and finished the job.
I pretended to watch it a few times before going downstairs and back to the car.
In less than ten minutes, the continuous snowfall will cover up all traces, including Jiang Xinyu's footprints and wheel marks, as well as the place where the gun was buried on the Bell and Drum Tower, making it difficult for anyone to discover it in a short time.
Jiang Xinyu drove to Nangu Street. According to the prior agreement with Ma Keming, the two would meet at a small teahouse at the end of the street. It was still early for the meeting, so he parked the car on the street, opened the door and walked into the teahouse.
On a snowy day, there was little business in the teahouse. It was deserted and deserted, but the fire was burning brightly. Jiang Xinyu walked to the stove to warm his hands, but no one came out to greet him for several minutes.
"Boss!" Jiang Xinyu shouted from behind.
A middle-aged man walked out of the kitchen and said repeatedly: "Sorry, sorry, I was arranging things in there and I neglected you."
"Aren't you afraid that everything in the store will be lost?" Jiang Xinyu thought to himself, no wonder Ma Keming wanted to meet here. It is indeed a suitable place. It is estimated that even when the weather is fine, there will not be too many customers.
"They are all broken tables and stools, and together they are not even worth a few coppers. Anyone who wants them can take them," the boss said nonchalantly.
Jiang Xinyu smiled and said: "You are a business person who is open-minded...Give me a pot of jasmine tea and some snacks."
"Okay, you can sit down wherever you want. You'll be here soon." The boss turned around and walked into the kitchen.
Jiang Xinyu sat at the table by the window, where he could see all the passing pedestrians and vehicles.
After a while, the boss came out with a tray, a pot of tea, and two plates of dried fruit snacks, which were placed on the table one by one.
"This is tea money, no need to change." Jiang Xinyu took out a few bills and put them on the table.
"Oh, thank you. Please feel free to use it. Just tell me if you need anything." The boss walked in happily.
Jiang Xinyu drank a bowl of hot tea, ate two snacks, and looked out the window casually. The heavy snow seemed to have gradually stopped, and the occasional passers-by were in a hurry, and their bodies were wrapped tightly.
A black Buick car drove past the door. Because there was snow on the road, the car drove very slowly. Jiang Xinyu glanced at the license plate on the rear of the car: 4936.
As a policeman who has worked in Hongqiao for more than four years, Jiang Xinyu certainly knew that this car belonged to Wu Zizi, the owner of Qiuyue Tower.
What was Wu Zizi doing in Dagu from Hongqiao on a snowy day?
The curious thoughts only passed by briefly and had little to do with him. Jiang Xinyu didn't take them too seriously.
Ten minutes later, the store door rang, and Ma Keming walked in carrying a lunch box. He patted the snowflakes on his body and sat directly opposite Jiang Xinyu. There was no need for the two of them to hide, since there was no one else in the store anyway.
When the boss heard the noise, he opened the curtain and took a look. Seeing that it was Jiang Xinyu's friend, he quickly brought a tea set and returned to the kitchen to work. The money for tea was already paid, so he had nothing to worry about.
"Are you on duty tonight?" Jiang Xinyu glanced at the lunch box in Ma Keming's hand.
"Yeah, I'll go directly to the garrison in a while, so as not to have to go back and forth in the snowy weather." Ma Keming poured himself a bowl of tea.
"Does the higher ups agree with my plan?"
"I agree in principle, but I ask you to focus on self-protection. If you feel the risk is too great, you can cancel the plan at any time."
"I understand. Have you confirmed the location of the oil drum?"
Ma Keming turned to look at the kitchen, reached out and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and said: "This is the coordinate drawing of the oil barrel. As long as the sniper's shooting error is not large, hitting the target will not be a problem."
Jiang Xinyu took the drawing and browsed it quickly, then walked to the stove, picked up the stove hook, opened the furnace lid, and threw the drawing into the blazing fire.
Ma Keming said in surprise: "Don't you show the drawings to the sniper?"
Jiang Xinyu smiled and said: "I am a sniper, who else should I show to you?"
"Do it yourself?"
"As long as I appear nearby, no one will be suspicious. If it were someone else, I'm worried he wouldn't be able to escape."
"Didn't you say that snipers can dress up as members of the Water Dragons?"
"I thought about it later and realized it was still not safe. I was worried that he would reveal his flaws."
"Then how did you get away? You were already suspected by the enemy. If you showed up in Taku when there was a fire in the garrison warehouse, wouldn't you get yourself into trouble?"
Jiang Xinyu looked at the white snow on the street and said, "You don't need to worry about this. I have my own way. By the way, I heard rumors that Tian Junsheng was secretly reselling military supplies. You work in the military warehouse. This matter
How much do you know?"
Ma Keming: "Tian Junsheng kept this matter secret from the outside world. Where did you get the news?"
"You forgot, I am the chief of the anti-smuggling department." Jiang Xinyu said with a smile.