As a material transfer station for the Dagu detachment, the grocery store has not been in use for a long time since the distress at Laobiaowan and the recent strict smuggling investigation.
In the grocery store, there were three people sitting around an Eight Immortals table.
Apart from Li Dalu and Monkey, the other one is the handlebar of the swill cart.
The handlebar-style surname is Han, and he is the third person in his family. The poor family has no education, so he is called "Lao San Lao San" all the time without having a decent name.
A bowl of steaming white flour steamed buns, a bowl of fragrant braised pork, and a large bowl of seaweed and egg soup were specially prepared for Han Laosan.
Looking at Han Laosan who was devouring his food, the monkey said with a smile: "Third brother, does the braised pork taste good?"
"It's really delicious!" Han Laosan's eyes lit up as he ate it.
Li Dalu smiled and said: "Eat it, it's enough!"
Han Laosan swallowed the meat in his mouth and said: "Lao Lu, monkey, you guys should eat too, don't just watch me eat it alone."
The monkey swallowed his saliva and said calmly: "We eat it often and we are tired of it. You can eat it."
Li Dalu took a mouthful of pickles and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, the monkey is right, Third Brother, we are not outsiders, so don't be so polite."
"You two eat pickles, and I eat meat alone? Who can eat this?" Han Laosan threw his chopsticks on the table in anger.
Li Dalu said: "Lao San, don't I know what the food in the team is like? It's not easy to get into the city..."
Han Laosan's eyes widened and he made a gesture to get up and leave.
Li Dalu calmed down the matter and said to the monkey with a smile: "Eat it. If we don't eat it, your third brother will fall out."
It's okay if I can't eat it normally, but today I bought a bowl of braised pork in a restaurant and put it in front of me, looking at it eagerly. The monkey's eyes turned blue with greed.
Hearing what Li Dalu said, the monkey couldn't wait to pick up a piece of fat meat, stuffed it into his mouth and barely chewed it, then swallowed it wholeheartedly.
Han Laosan's expression softened, he took the cigarette bag, lit it, took a few puffs, and said, "That's right..."
The monkey glanced under the bed and said vaguely: "Third brother, what is in the box?"
Han Laosan said: "Children, please don't ask around."
"Han Laosan, don't look down on me. If you dare, let's compete!" Monkey stood up angrily and slapped his chopsticks on the table.
Han Laosan smiled and scolded: "Oh, little monkey, the third brother has stopped barking. He has only been in the city for a few days. He has not grown in size and his temper has increased. You tell me, what is the comparison!"
"Do you dare to climb a tree?" the monkey said provocatively.
"There is no competition in climbing trees. I am not stupid enough to compete with a monkey in climbing trees..." Han Laosan chuckled.
"Third brother, didn't you say that someone should come to pick up the goods yesterday? Why haven't you come yet? Will something happen?" Li Dalu said worriedly.
Han Laosan said: "Whether something goes wrong, we can't help. The political commissar said that as long as the freight is delivered to Yanjin, we don't need to worry about other things..."
There were footsteps outside, and a young man who looked like a coolie walked in with a towel on his shoulders, looking around.
Li Dalu and Han Laosan looked at each other. Li Dalu stood up and walked out, saying hello: "Brother, what do you want to buy?"
"Is there a whetstone?" the young man asked.
"Do you want a normal one or..."
"From Cangshan."
"Yes. Red stone and fine stone. Which one do you want?"
"Steel stone, I want two pieces."
"Gangshi is in the library, come in with me."
"good."
The codes matched, and according to the plan, this person was the person sent by the underground party to pick up the goods.
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At this time, a black car was parked not far from the entrance of the alley.
In the car were two secret agents from the confidential room, who were ordered to monitor the Aeon Grocery Store.
Seeing people coming in and out of the grocery store from time to time, a secret agent held up a telescope and yawned loudly and said: "There are so many people, who is the one who is in charge... If you want me to see, I might as well arrest these three guys and go back for a trial. No." Everything is clear."
Another agent said: "These are small fish and shrimps. It's useless to catch them. They don't know anything. They need to put a long line to catch big fish."
"I don't understand. Our confidential room is a back office. Since when did it also work as an intelligence department?"
"Hmph, what don't you understand? It's a battle between gods and immortals."
"You mean, Director Zhou and Director Feng are fighting each other?"
"Add Deputy Director Shen."
"Oh, the officers are fighting, and the people below are implicated. They can't go home, and they come here to drink from the northwest wind..."
"Didn't Director Zhou say that if he performs meritorious service this time, the rewards and rewards will not be small, and there may be opportunities for promotion."
"You take your time and dream. I stayed up all night last night and I can't bear it anymore. You just stare at it while I sleep for a while."
"I'll call you at nine o'clock. It's my turn."
"good……"
Through the telescope, two more middle-aged women entered the grocery store.
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Aeon Grocery Store.
In the warehouse at the end.
Han Laosan dragged out a wooden box. The surface of the wooden box was tightly wrapped with oilcloth. The box had been hidden in the swill. This was mainly done to waterproof it.
Han Laosan straightened up and said to the young man: "It's still intact. If it's inconvenient to take it out, the swill truck is in the backyard and I can lend it to you..."
The young man didn't say anything. He took out a short knife from his trousers and pried open the box with three strokes.
There are more than a dozen bundles of detonators and explosives stacked in the boxes. In accordance with the requirements of the Yanjin underground organization, all timers are installed to facilitate the timely evacuation of the operators.
Han Laosan couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Comrade, what on earth are you going to do with so many explosives?"
The young man picked up a bundle of detonators, looked at Han Laosan and Li Dalu, and said, "Watch carefully. Just do what I do. You must do it quickly."
As he spoke, the young man deftly dismantled the detonating device, then pierced one end of the detonator with the tip of a knife, and carefully poured out the black powder inside.
"What, what is this for?" Han Laosan said in surprise.
The young man said without raising his head: "This gunpowder can't be thrown away in vain. It can be used if you put it away."
"I mean, what did you do with the explosives?"
"Action changes."
"Your actions have changed... Then I can just take the explosives back. How can you use them if you dismantle them in such a mess?"
The young man paused for a moment and said to Han Laosan: "What did your political commissar say when we arrived?"
"The political commissar said that when we get to Yanjin, we will do whatever you want..."
"Then don't ask. I can't stay too long. I have to rely on your help for the rest of the work."
A few minutes later.
The young man held two whetstones and fiddled with them as he walked, and soon disappeared into the night.