"The inside of the Toyama Commercial Bank is indeed a flushing toilet, and there is no need to dump the manure of the lord." Wang Xiaoli said, "However, there are so many people in the Fushan Commercial Bank, and they still need to be helped by the old man to deal with the food and water every day." ”

"Turning over water?" Lin Jiangbei didn't understand what Wang Xiaoli was talking about for a while.

"Hey," Wang Xiaoli patted his head, realizing that he had accidentally brought out the dialect of his hometown, "It's the dirty water that washes vegetables and rice, brushes pots and dishes every day, that is, swill!" ”

Swill?

Lin Jiangbei paused for a moment, "Didn't the swill from brushing pots, washing dishes, washing vegetables and washing rice all pour into the gutter and flow away along the gutter?" ”

"Boss Cheng, what you said is the urban area of Hangzhou." Wang Xiaoli said: "The gutter in the Japanese concession is so narrow and small that the swill is blocked as soon as it is poured into the gutter, and there is no gutter in many places. ”

"The swill in the Japanese concession, like garbage, is mainly collected by swill trucks. The difference is that the garbage bearer is waiting outside the door, while the swill driver has to go into the house, pick out the bucket of swill, and pour it into the swill truck. ”

"So the swill driver is the only person who can enter and leave the Toyama trading house normally, except for the Japanese. If the target hidden in the Toyama trading house does not go out, the only person who can find out whether the target is the No. 2 mole is the swill driver. ”

"And this swill driver is actually the same group of people as the old man. In the early morning, they pull a manure truck to collect manure from house to house, and in the evening, they change to a swill truck and collect swill from house to house. ”

Lin Jiangbei nodded, and then he understood why Wang Xiaoli said that he wanted to find out whether the No. 2 mole was hidden in the Fushan Commercial Bank and wanted to count on the master. The reason why he didn't think of this before was mainly because he lacked understanding of the Japanese Concession and did not notice the existence of such an industry in the Japanese Concession that specialized in collecting swill.

But even so, Lin Jiangbei had to admit that Wang Xiaoli was indeed unique in his observation and grasp of details, so he immediately came up with a solution as soon as he raised the problem.

"Comrade Sunflower, are you familiar with the old man who is in charge of the swill of the Toyama Trading House?" Lin Jiangbei asked.

Wang Xiaoli shook his head, "I'm not familiar with this." I mainly sell dim sum in the morning and afternoon, and I don't have much to do with the old men. ”

Speaking of this, he paused and provided Lin Jiangbei with another clue: "But I heard that the old man of the Fushan Commercial Bank seems to be from the Xiaoshan Gang. ”

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are interests, there are gangs and fights.

Although it is a chore to be the old man who pours the manure, he can not only collect the toilet fee from the owner of the toilet, but also sell the manure to nearby farmers who grow vegetables and grain, and it is profitable every mile and away.

The local ruffians, hooligans, and bullies saw that this business was very good, so they crossed the sea to show their powers, and controlled different sections of the road respectively.

The old men had no choice but to organize themselves and form gangs according to their respective origins, and then "register" and "donate" to the "old man" of the gang, also known as "Ya" and "dung tyrants", to ask for "protection".

Take Hangzhou as an example, the old men are divided into several gangs such as the Jiaxing Gang, the Yuhang Gang, and the Xiaoshan Gang, among which the Yuhang Gang is the most powerful, followed by the Xiaoshan Gang.

Hearing that the old man in charge of the Fushan Commercial Bank belonged to the Xiaoshan Gang, Lin Jiangbei nodded and said, "Okay, I know." I'll leave this to me. All you have to do is count the cigarette butts that Toyama Firm pours out every day. If there is any change at that time, I will let Shopkeeper Ding inform you! ”

Lao Ding sent Wang Xiaoli to the outside room, reached out and took two dimes of change from the counter and stuffed it to Wang Xiaoli, as a salary for "turning and drying" the tea, and then turned around and walked back to the courtyard.

But he saw Lin Jiangbei holding a cigarette, sitting there frowning and pondering, as if he was thinking about something, so he leaned up and asked in a low voice: "Boss Cheng, are you worried that Xiaoshan Gang will be difficult to do?" This can actually be found by Team Leader Zhang, who is very familiar with the major gangs in Hangzhou. ”

"Oh? That's what you say? Okay, I'll discuss with Lao Zhang when I go back. ”

Lin Jiangbei stretched out his hand and flicked the cigarette ash on the spittoon at his feet, and asked Lao Ding: "Lao Ding, you are so close to the Japanese Concession here, and Sunflower has to stay in the Japanese Concession every morning and afternoon, and the risk of exposure is very great!" ”

"The stakes are really not small." Lao Ding also lit a cigarette, "But someone has to do this work!" ”

"Is there a gun for you and Comrade Sunflower at that station?" Lin Jiangbei said, "In case of being touched by Japanese agents at night, it would be better to have a gun to defend yourself, right?" ”

"No," Lao Ding shook his head, "I applied to the station before, but the president didn't approve it. ”

"Then Comrade Sunflower doesn't have a gun, right?"

"Nope!"

"That's not good!" Lin Jiangbei said, "I'll go back and help you apply, and strive to equip you all with guns." Although you may not usually need it, having a gun by your side can still make a big difference in a pinch! ”

said this, but Lin Jiangbei was thinking in his heart.

Since Sunflower didn't come with a gun, where did that faint gun oil come from?

Because when Lin Jiangbei and Sunflower met and shook hands, he smelled the smell of gun oil on his body. But he didn't feel the calluses left by playing with the gun at the mouth of the sunflower, so he was a little suspicious that he smelled it wrong, so he deliberately asked the sunflower to light a cigarette for himself to confirm again.

As a result, when the sunflower was lit for him, Lin Jiangbei confirmed that it was not his illusion before, the sunflower did have the smell of gun oil, and it could be confirmed that the smell of gun oil came from Sunflower's hands.

Even Lin Jiangbei sniffed out that the brand of gun polish used in sunflower was a special pistol thin gun polish produced by Guangshenghong. Because compared with other people's gun oil, Guangshengxing's gun oil has a little more flavor of Shuangmei brand alabaster produced by Guangshengxing.

And with the light of the match, Lin Jiangbei also caught a glimpse of the sunflower's fingernails, and there were faint reflections under the light of the flame. This is an indication that there are traces of gun oil in the fingernails.

There is no gun, and there is no callus left by playing with a gun at the tiger's mouth, but there are traces of the thin oil of Guangshengxing's pistol on his fingers.

And what Sunflower was talking about just now was talking about him selling dim sum, "mainly in the morning and afternoon, and there is no intersection with the old man".

Among them, the word "intersection" is impossible to use without a certain level of education.

According to the information of Sunflower in Hangzhou Station, his education level is only a junior high school graduate, from this point of view, isn't it too strange that the word "intersection" pops out of his mouth?

This sunflower has a big problem!

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