"Since it's not a sewage channel, could it be a sewer?"
"No. I just took a look. There are two sewer wells outside the west wall. Since there are existing sewer wells, they don't need to build another sewer. I now suspect that there may be a sewer under Yihe Cotton Factory.
basement!"
"basement?"
"I was just thinking that maybe the reason why there is so much soil in the yard is not to prevent moisture, but to hide the secret of the basement."
"Siqi, your association power is too rich, just because of a cement pipe?"
"The terrain of the Ichiwa Cotton Mill is already high, and with the padding being more than a foot thick, there is almost a one-meter gap between the cement pipe and the ground. Moreover, Kobayashi Hikoro drilled the cement pipe, and then where did he go? Like soil
Are you like Xingsun, who has burrowed into the soil?"
"Even if there is such a basement, what does that mean?" asked solemnly.
Xu Siqi said: "At least it shows that Yihe Cotton Factory is suspected of being a spy."
"I estimate that Ichiwa Cotton Factory is the secret contact point of the Super High School. In order to cover up the public, they built such a basement. As for its use... it can not only hide some valuables, but also hide people. For example, Kobayashi Hikoro
, he just used the basement to escape the disaster."
"..."
Xu Siqi remained silent.
The solemn analysis makes sense, and is even the most likely explanation.
However, I always feel that it is not that simple.
In the huge city of Shanghai, it is easy for Japanese people who are flourishing to find a safe and private place.
If you just hide things and people, going to all the trouble to build a basement seems to be overkill.
The Ford car drove slowly, and both of them fell into deep thought.
It's evening now, the sky is getting dark, and a high-end western restaurant on the street lights up its neon sign on time.
He took a solemn look at his watch and said, "It's getting late, I should go back. I haven't eaten enough at noon, and my stomach is growling with hunger."
Xu Siqi parked the car on the side of the road, glanced at the sign of the Western restaurant, and said, "Stop complaining, get out of the car, and I'll treat you to a feast."
He smiled solemnly and said, "I'm just waiting for your words."
"I passed by so many restaurants and you didn't say you were hungry, yet you said you were hungry here. I think you had a premeditated plan."
"The dignified Major Xu, Detective Hua, are you embarrassed to treat an old classmate to a meal in a small place?"
"That's nice."
"Stop talking, you must be embarrassed."
The two of them laughed and got out of the car and walked into the western restaurant.
Even in the hot July, the restaurant is still pleasantly cool, and the humming noise of the air conditioner does not affect the mood of the guests at all.
Any place where this kind of noise can be heard is generally a high-end place.
Zheng Zheng randomly chose a seat, flipped through the menu handed over by the waiter, and said, "Siqi, what do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine." Xu Siqi also sat down.
"What do you want me to order when you talk like this? Come on, I'm just a guest. I'll eat whatever I want." He closed the menu solemnly and pushed it along the table.
Xu Siqi opened the menu and saw that all the names of the dishes were in Chinese, so he smiled and said: "Seriously, I'm really sorry for you. Students from a missionary school don't even know English."
"Who said I don't know English? I just can't write, so I can have normal conversations..."
Before he could finish his solemn words, the restaurant suddenly fell into darkness.
There is a burning smell in the air.
Xu Siqi immediately stood up and said loudly in English: "Turn off the electric switch quickly, it seems that the wire is on fire!"
There was a sudden panic in the restaurant.
Fortunately, we turned off the power switch in time, removed the decorative panels on the roof, and poured a few buckets of water on the smoking area. Finally, no bigger accident occurred.
The restaurant was in a mess, with water stains on the chairs on the dining table and black ash falling from the roof. Even if the power was restored immediately, the meal would not be finished.
He sighed solemnly: "Well, it is really not easy to have a big meal. It is full of disasters."
Xu Siqi smiled and said: "You are almost catching up with the poets. Why are you so emotional? It would be over if you change to another one."
"I just saw it. There is a Western restaurant nearby..."
"Sure enough, it was planned in advance!"
The electrician shined his flashlight on the ceiling and saw a burnt wire hanging down. He looked at it carefully for a while and muttered: "The air conditioner is not idle for a moment. With such a thin wire, it must be overloaded..."
Hearing this sentence, Xu Siqi's heart moved.
Ordinarily, a light industrial enterprise has an extremely limited electricity load, so there is no need to use high-power electrical equipment.
However, the electrical facilities I saw in the power distribution room of Yihe Cotton Mill in the afternoon were definitely top-notch ultra-high-power equipment.
Why use high-power electrical equipment?
Are you worried about overload?
After coming out of the western restaurant, Xu Siqi was about to get in the car when he was solemnly stopped and asked: "Where else are you going?"
"I remember, two intersections later, there seemed to be a Russian-style Western restaurant..."
"Okay, just have a bite nearby. Besides, I don't like Russian food. It's as greasy as falling into a frying pan."
"Then what to eat?"
He looked around solemnly, pointed to the other side of the street, and said: "Sipailou Dumpling House, Kang Yanzi should be a northern restaurant, let's go, that's it."
Xu Siqi has been to this dumpling restaurant, more than once.
It’s not for anything else, because all the restaurant’s owners, from the owner to the waiters, are from Hefei.
Sipailou is originally the place name of Hefei.
The two of them crossed the road and entered the Sipailou Dumpling House.
There are no private rooms in the dumpling restaurant, all are scattered tables. There are almost twenty tables, and they are almost full.
"Hey, gentlemen, please come in." The young boy greeted enthusiastically.
Xu Siqi asked: "Are there any empty tables?"
"Yes, yes, please, please." The young man led the way, leading Xu Siqi and Zheng Zheng to an empty table by the window.
After sitting down, Xu Siqi thought for a while and said: "One pound of three fresh dumplings... plus a pot of Laobaigan, that's all."
"Wait a moment, you two."
Zheng Zheng couldn't help but ask: "Siqi, have you been to this dumpling restaurant?"
"I've been here many times." Xu Siqi replied.
"Let me just say, it's the same everywhere. As long as the restaurant is doing well, you don't even have to ask. The food will definitely taste good."
"That's not why I came here to eat."
"Why is that?"
"This restaurant is owned by people from Hefei."
"Oh, I see……"
"Back then, my family lived near Sipailou. The dumpling restaurant there was very famous in the local area because my brother and I loved eating dumplings. My mother even went to the dumpling restaurant to ask the chef for advice."
"I understand, you are seeing things and missing people."
"That's right, the taste of hometown is always unforgettable..."
The restaurant door rang, and a young man walked in from outside.