"Commander! You really have a way! The equipment of the Western Sharp Knife Special Brigade is much stronger than ours! And with their help, this mission will be much easier!" Li Haoyang said excitedly.

"It's better to ask for someone than to ask for it! And the Mao team didn't go to Xinjiang to cooperate with us in arresting terrorists, so don't worry about them!" Jin Qingshi shook his head and said.

"What mission do they have?" asked Li Haoyang in a low voice.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't!" Jin Qingshi glared at Li Haoyang, and then put the toolbox on the small coffee table.

Jin Qingshi skillfully installed the monitoring equipment of the toolbox, and then pointed to the eight monitoring images on the screen and said: "Now you two must stare at these eight pictures twenty-four hours a day, without blinking, and notify me as soon as there is a situation!"

"Yes!" Li Haoyang and Mo Yulin saluted at the same time, and then replied loudly.

The train left Lanzhou Railway Station and once again headed for the front at high speed.

In another compartment next to Jin Qingshi's car, two elderly men in their sixties and a middle-aged man in his forties wearing crumpled black shirts and glued paint jeans on the bottom sat on two 50-centimeter-high plastic paint buckets, munching on chicken feet and looking around.

Three hours later, it was already pitch black outside the window, and the middle-aged man suddenly held his stomach and rushed into the bathroom with a painful expression, and the old man hurriedly followed, he stood outside the door of the bathroom and shouted anxiously: "Xiaoqiang!

"Uncle, I'm fine, I'm fine! Maybe I've eaten something bad, just pull it out!" The middle-aged man's painful voice sounded in the bathroom.

"Alas, I said I wouldn't let you mess around, but you just wouldn't listen! What if you have three long and two short, what if you call your uncle!" the old man kept saying as he stood at the door.

After the young man entered the bathroom, he immediately took out a multi-functional tool knife and quickly unscrewed the protective railing installed on the glass, then turned his face up, grabbed the window edge with both hands, and quickly retracted his waist, and his body immediately drilled out of the window, and then with a force of both hands, his body "swished" down to the top of the train.

"01!01!I'm 02!02!There is a situation!" Li Haoyang, who was staring at the surveillance screen, saw a figure appear in the picture, and he immediately called into the walkie-talkie.

"I'm 01!I'm 01!What's the situation?" Jin Qingshi's voice immediately came over the walkie-talkie.

"Someone got on the roof of the 16th carriage!" Li Haoyang hurriedly said.

"Don't move, I'll go up and deal with him!" Jin Qingshi immediately ordered.

Jin Qingshi, who was standing in the corridor to call Wang Ying, immediately hung up the phone, quickly pulled down the window in the corridor, and then grabbed the window edge with both hands and gently forced, and immediately sat on the window with his buttocks.

At this time, the middle-aged man bent his waist, lightly stepped over the junction of the two carriages, and touched the direction of the air conditioner.

The middle-aged man touched the air conditioner, gently opened the iron cover on the air conditioner with a multi-tool knife, took out a small bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the cap and poured it towards the air inlet.

Just as the white powder in the bottle was about to flow out, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a numbness in his neck, and his body immediately lost all sensation.

A figure suddenly appeared on the top of the train, and then slowly walked up to the middle-aged man, and asked with a smile: "Friend, what are you doing here? It's not good if it's so cold when it's so windy outside!"

"Who are you?" said the middle-aged man in surprise.

"I'm the one you're looking for!What's in this bottle?*Is it medicine?" Jin Qingshi asked with a sneer.

"Are you Jin Qingshi?" said the middle-aged man with a glare.

"Isn't it like that? Who are you? Who sent you here? I'll only ask you once! If you don't tell the truth, I'll throw you straight under the car!" Jin Qingshi said coldly.

"I'm from the Tang family! You'd better let me go! Otherwise, our Tang family will never let you go!" the middle-aged man sneered.

"Tang family, what is the Tang family? Why have I never heard of it?" Jin Qingshi said with a frown.

"You don't even know about the Tang family in Shuzhong, right? The Tang family is one of the four great families! There are dozens of innate masters! Are you afraid?" the middle-aged man said with a sneer.

"I'm afraid of your grandmother's legs! Lao Tzu will kill you now! and then destroy the Tang family!" After Jin Qingshi finished speaking, the index finger and ring finger of his right hand immediately pointed at the Baihui acupoint on the top of the middle-aged man's head, and his left hand grabbed the bottle in his hand at the same time.

"Hmm" the middle-aged man snorted, his eyes immediately rolled up, and he fell crooked on the roof of the car.

After retracting the gold needle that had been tied to his neck, Jin Qingshi kicked the body off the roof of the car with one kick, and then reinstalled the air conditioning cover and returned to the car.

"Commander, why didn't you catch it alive?" As soon as Jin Qingshi returned to the sleeper car, Li Haoyang hurriedly asked.

"He committed suicide by taking poison!" Jin Qingshi shook his head helplessly.

"Now I just don't know if there are any of his accomplices in the carriage, should we notify the police to help us investigate?" Li Haoyang said anxiously.

"What should I check if there is a bomb on the terrorist?" Jin Qingshi glared at Li Haoyang and said.

"I'm sorry! Commander! I forgot about this in a hurry!" Li Haoyang said with a wry smile.

"You and Mo Yulin have too little actual combat experience!When you complete this mission, you two have to go to the front line to exercise!" Jin Qingshi said coldly.

"Yes!" Li Haoyang and Mo Yulin replied loudly at the same time.

The train continued to move forward at high speed, and in front of the door of the toilet of the 16 carriages, four or five people were waiting anxiously, and one of the burly men said anxiously to the old man guarding the door: "Why hasn't your nephew come out yet? I'm about to burst out!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! My nephew has diarrhea! It may take a little longer, or you should go somewhere else first?" the old man hurriedly apologized.

"Where are you going for us to go? We're coming from the front! There are more than a dozen of them lined up there!" said the strong man with a glare.

"Then I can't help it, can't I let my nephew pull it into his pants?" said the old man with a wry smile.

"Damn! what fucking bad luck!" said the strong man, looking at the poor old man, depressed.

Three minutes passed, and the door of the bathroom had not yet opened, and the strong man could not hold back any longer, and he immediately shouted: "Conductor! Conductor! Come and take a look! Why haven't the people inside come out yet? They are almost suffocating me!"

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