Li Chengming has now flipped through all the mutual reading books, but he still hasn't found the shadow of the secret table, which scared Li Chengming out of a cold sweat.

"Zhu Xiangjun! Wasn't it the drawer you cleaned up yesterday! Don't you see the secret bottom table! It's just a piece of paper on which many words are neatly written. It was written in carbon ink. Have you seen it? ”

Li Chengming looked very panicked and uneasy at this time. He was also afraid that Zhu Xiangjun wouldn't know what the secret bottom table was, so he explained it to him.

In fact, Zhu Xiangjun knew the Dao, and he also knew that the thing was very important, but when he cleaned it up in the morning, he really didn't pay much attention to it.

"Li Chengming, don't worry, let me look for it again." Zhu Xiangjun opened the drawer again as he spoke, wanting to look for it again, if he didn't see it in the morning!

"Hey! Where's the waste paper! There's a lot more in the morning! Now there is no one! Zhu Xiangjun was also surprised.

"Lee became famous! If there is no one in those books, then it must be in these waste papers, but now these waste papers are gone, and I don't know who left these waste papers. Zhu Xiangjun looked at the empty drawer and was also very puzzled. I thought, who is this! So diligent, I quickly cleaned up this drawer in a moment.

"Hey! Which of you just cleaned up the room! Li Chengming heard Zhu Xiangjun say that someone had packed up the things in the drawer just now, so he hurriedly asked the other soldiers who were sorting out their clothes.

"Ahh Deputy squad leader! What's the matter? It's me! I just cleaned up the room. It was Luo Xiaowei who spoke. He is now cleaning the windows and doors. Hearing Li Chengming's question, he thought that he had just cleaned up the house and some waste paper in the drawer.

"Have you packed those drawers, then?" Li Chengming looked at Luo Xiaowei anxiously.

"I- I cleaned up, aren't those scraps of paper! I'm -- I'm still in the garbage pit. Luo Xiaowei saw that Li Chengming's face was wrong, and he felt that there might be something wrong with those waste papers, and he might have made a mistake, so he was a little scared.

"You! You kid! Usually not diligent, why are you so diligent today, you know the way but you don't know the way, there is an important military secret document in those waste papers, and now you have him still. Depend on! You kid! You're going to sin! ”

This Li Chengming was angry, but he said it very seriously.

"Ahh Deputy squad leader! I--I don't know what to do! I don't know any military secret documents! Luo Xiaowei was stunned by Li Chengming. He stopped what he was doing and stood there dumbfounded.

"Lee became famous! Don't worry, let's go to the garbage pit and find it! You might even find it! Zhu Xiangjun knew at this time that it was useless to be anxious now, so he still thought about what to do.

"Damn! The garbage pit, the waste paper is like a mountain, and to find a small dense bottom table there, it is not a 'needle in a haystack'. Li Chengming looked very helpless, he sat on the bed, dazed, as if he didn't know what to do.

"Lee became famous! Why are you still sitting? Let's go find it! While the regiment has not yet cleaned up the garbage dump, hurry up and find it, if this is to let the company commander know, it will be worth it. ”

Zhu Xiangjun was a little angry when he saw that Li Chengming was now 'indifferent'.

"Okay! Just look for it! I look for it in vain, so how can I still find it! So much waste paper! Although Li Chengming stood up, he was still a little reluctant, after all, it was not a good errand to go to the garbage pit to find something.

"Let's go! If you can't find us, no one can afford it! Zhu Xiangjun was a little angry.

Li Chengming left with Zhu Xiangjun at this time, and when he arrived at the door, Li Chengming saw that Luo Xiaowei was still staying. He said angrily; "Luo Xiaowei! Still stunned! Hurry up and follow us to the garbage pit! ”

"Ahh What a shame! Luo Xiaowei quickly put the rag under the bed and followed Li Chengming and Zhu Xiangjun downstairs.

Zhu Xiangjun and Li Chengming Luo Xiaowei came to the garbage pit near the toilet together, where there is a mountain of waste paper, especially in the past two days, the regiment has to prepare to go camping, and there will be more waste paper cleaned up.

"Damn! This is his grandmother's, waste paper is like a mountain, how to find this! Li Chengming didn't know where to start when he saw this mountain of waste paper, and he also felt that it was impossible to find that small secret table. ,

"Don't do it yet, hurry up and find it!" Zhu Xiangjun looked at Li Chengming and Luo Xiaowei and didn't move. The order was given.

Only then did the two of them rummage through with Zhu Xiangjun.

But after looking for a long time, of course, I found nothing.

"Damn! You can't look for it like this! We'll find out when we're going to find out! Zhu Xiangjun was now wondering if there was any way to find the secret table as soon as possible.

"Hey! I forgot, doesn't my nose have special abilities! Isn't it possible to play it now? Zhu Xiangjun thought about the function of his nose, and thought about how to use his nose to find the confidential document.

Zhu Xiangjun thought that he had just heard Li Chengming say that the secret bottom table was written in carbon ink, so it should have some ink smell, his nose is so sensitive, can he 'smell' it where it is!

Thinking of this, Zhu Xiangjun carefully found a piece of waste paper that was also written with carbon ink, and then put it under his nose and sniffed it.

"Ahh Depend on! What a fucking sniff! Zhu Xiangjun felt a foul smell of ink rushing to his nostrils, making him sneeze again.

People say 'ink is fragrant and ink', but Zhu Xiangjun has never felt any fragrance in this ink, is it really a terrible smell!

Now after Zhu Xiangjun smelled the smell of the ink, it was as if he had written it down in his brain. He now just smells this smell and can quickly find the waste paper written in carbon ink.

In this way, he can narrow down the scope of his search. Because there is not much waste paper written in carbon ink. Because most people are now accustomed to practical ballpoint pens, they generally don't use fountain pens.

Zhu Xiangjun wrote down the smell of this carbon ink according to his nose, and he is now looking for a quasi, although there is not much waste paper in these carbon inks, but he still finds a quasi, and after a while, he will find dozens of pieces. But I still haven't found that terrible 'secret table'.

Zhu Xiangjun was a little anxious now, thinking to himself, could it be that the secret table had been taken away. In that case, it's all over.

But who in this army will go to the garbage pit to inspect the waste! Besides, this confidential document cannot be read by anyone except professionals, and in the eyes of others, it may be a real waste of paper.