This winter is far from over for the freezing Northeast region, and the night always comes exceptionally early.

It was soon dark, the cold wind gusted, and the snowflakes blown down from the trees swayed in the air, everything seemed to foreshadow a night that was destined to be unpeaceful.

At half past ten, Han Feng appeared in the laboratory on time, and opened the door very skillfully with the office key that Itabe Hengyi gave him.

A moment later, he walked out of it again, and there seemed to be two figures in the dark shadows, and Han Feng knew very well that they were the sentinels who were secretly guarding this data room.

It was not easy to spot these sentinels, they were well disguised, and it took Han Feng two days at first, and even deliberately lured them to reveal their flaws, before he was able to determine their location.

Now Han Feng walked towards them and beckoned, as if he had something to say to the two shadows in the darkness.

Two heavily armed Japanese soldiers with fierce eyes jumped down from the dark corner, they were on duty in shifts, and the time of the shift was half an hour, which Han Feng knew very well and had already calculated.

At this moment, the two figures that jumped down from the darkness had just changed shifts, that is to say, Han Feng still had half an hour to complete his plan from now on.

These two Japanese soldiers naturally knew Han Feng, and all the Japanese soldiers who were responsible for guarding the data room on duty secretly knew Han Feng.

The old director even secretly gave them an order to pay attention to protecting Han Feng's safety.

At this moment, Han Feng beckoned to the two of them, and the two Japanese sentries did not suspect it and strode over.

"Konoe-kun, is there something wrong?" One of the Japanese soldiers asked.

Han Feng said: "This time I really have doubts in my heart, I can't help but come to the data room to check some information, this midnight has disturbed your duty again, I'm really sorry, so I want to say to you and apologize." ”

"It doesn't have to be like this, this is what the director ordered, Konoe-kun, you are too polite." The Japanese soldier who was in charge of speaking was a little flattered.

"By the way, do you two want to go into the data room for a while? It's much warmer inside than outside. ”

"No, no, Konoe-kun, just go in and check the information, let's go back to duty." The soldier hurriedly said that they didn't have the permission to enter the data room.

"That's hard work, thank you."

"You're welcome."

The two Japanese soldiers walked back side by side, and the dagger with a cold light slipped from Han Feng's cuffs, piercing the heart of the Japanese soldier on the right hand side from the back like lightning, and at the same time pulling out the throat of the Japanese soldier on the left side who turned his head in the sound of movement.

Kill the two of them neatly, and the two of them don't even have time to make a loud noise.

Han Feng quickly dragged the two of them to the data room, and then according to the memory in his mind, he quickly extracted all the important materials that he had marked.

When he came, Han Feng prepared a big backpack for himself.

At this moment, the scene where he stacked the prepared materials into his schoolbag was like a thief who stole and stole it, but this thief was much more organized, and he actually sorted out and stacked the materials in a hurry to expand the available space.

How much space can be accumulated by the amount of these materials, and whether it can fit this backpack specially made by a tailor, this is what Han Feng has already calculated.

The error was not too big, all the materials prepared by Han Feng were packed into the backpack, and there were still some gaps in the backpack, so he grabbed a few more materials and stuffed them in.

The backpack immediately bulged like a small mountain.

Immediately afterwards, Han Feng changed his usual unusual clothes with the clothes of one of the Japanese soldiers who fell to the ground and was about the same age and slightly shorter as himself.

In the end, Han Feng placed a kerosene lamp in the office under the materials under the empty bookshelf at the bottom level, leaving a certain distance, according to speculation, such a long distance, when the flame of the lit kerosene lamp was burned, so that the paper of the information book reached the ignition point, it would take more than ten minutes to say the least.

Immediately after that, Han Feng piled up some of the materials haphazardly to ensure that after the fire broke out, the entire data room would not be spared.

After doing all this, Han Feng quietly left the data room and closed the door.

After ten minutes, the fire here will completely spread, and within ten minutes, he has to hide his backpack near the pharmaceutical factory, and then rush to the epidemic prevention and water supply department to continue the next plan.

The backpack is not light, the special backpack is bulging like a small mountain, it is full of information, and it is estimated that there must be forty or fifty pounds on the back.

This is still the most important information selected by Han Feng, and many of the materials have to be put down with a sigh.

There were also two guards at the door, who had already bent their necks, leaning against the wall, and standing with their rifles propped up, which Han Feng had already taken care of.

Everything went smoothly according to plan, Han Feng quickly came to the side door of the pharmaceutical factory with his backpack on his back, but he had just walked halfway through, and suddenly a somewhat familiar voice came from behind him...... "What person?" Hold it. ”

Han Feng slowly put down his backpack and turned his head.

"Kojiro, it turned out to be you, I was shocked, I thought there was a thief in our pharmaceutical factory!" Kitahara Matsushita let out a long sigh of relief.

It turned out to be this guy.

Han Feng's eyes were slightly murderous, and the sharp dagger slid down from the cuff again, the dagger was held in his right hand, and he threw it fiercely towards Kitahara Matsushita from a distance of three or four meters.

Kitahara Matsushita collapsed in shock, and before his body had time to convulse twice, he died completely because he was directly inserted into the heart.

There seemed to be a final question in his eyes:

Konoe Jiro will actually kill him!

He seemed to be roaring angrily, damn it, I'm your creditor, okay, you still owe me thousands of yen and haven't paid it back!

"You don't have to pay off your debts now, troublesome guy, it's not good to blame your life!" Han Feng muttered, turned around and put his backpack on his back, and left quickly.

After hiding his backpack in the river valley and finding out in a few days, after leaving a secret passage that must be passed through from the epidemic prevention and water supply department, Han Feng returned immediately, and had already changed into the clothes that Sichuan Valley usually went in and out of the epidemic prevention and water supply department, he raised his arm and looked at the luminous watch, the time was 10:43 27...... Twenty-eight seconds, and then strode towards the epidemic prevention and water supply department.

The guards of the epidemic prevention and water supply department are far stricter than those in the research room of the pharmaceutical factory.

Han Feng used Chuan Gu's clothes to cover his head, and he had a pass to prove his identity, according to the regulations, he returned before eleven o'clock at night, successfully passed the guard at the door, and entered the factory.

It's pitch black outside, but there's a lot of light in the factory......