Jiang Nan had already changed to a car, and this time he didn't go to the vicinity of the special high school again, but stopped outside the train station.

You can also see Iwata here.

Iwata and his self-confidence, put on glasses, change into clothes, and put on a top hat to put on makeup.

Those who are familiar with him are naturally easy to recognize.

Iwata is so confident, firstly because of his qiang method, and again because of his memory.

His memory is not inferior to that of Sato and Zhen Wen.

As long as there was someone he had met in the carriage, he would recognize it at a glance. Therefore, disdain for strict makeup.

Jiang Nan sat in the car and looked forward, she had a ticket in her hand and handed it to Chu Chuancai.

In order not to lose time, this ticket was bought in advance.

If Iwata doesn't come, the ticket will be invalidated, and it will be a waste of money.

Chu Chuancai took the ticket and turned his head to stare at the paws of the monkey in the back seat.

The monkey had a delicate leather bag in his paws.

Chu Chuancai reached out and took the leather bag and said, "Are you sure that the person is holding this leather bag?" It looks like it's worth a lot of money. ”

Jiang Nan nodded: "It's exactly the same, as long as your monkey sees this leather bag, you can bring him." This is a leather bag made by a famous artist, and of course it is worth a lot. ”

Chu Chuancai said with some worry: "You gave the bag to the Japanese?" ”

"Hmm."

"How can the Japanese listen to you, and how can you identify them if you use another leather bag? Besides, if the bag happens to be stolen, won't they suspect you? ”

Jiang Yan naturally couldn't tell him the details, but said casually: "Don't worry, since we sent him, we won't let him know who sent it." ”

Jiang Nan said this to give Chu Chuancai confidence.

Chu Chuancai didn't ask anymore, the other party was so sure that he gave the bag to the Japanese, it seemed that he did have some ability.

In this way, it seems that there is great hope for success in this operation.

Even so, he was still a little nervous inside.

Zhen Wen looked at the time in the office, and there was less than an hour before the train departed.

The person who sold the leather bag was a book exhibition, and after putting on makeup, the skinny camel didn't even see it.

This leather bag is custom-made in a small workshop, and the mezzanine inside can be used to put documents, and a small pocket can be used for film on the side.

If Iwata is passing on film, he can be induced to put the film in the bag.

With Iwata's self-confidence, the probability of doing so is extremely high.

But that wasn't enough for Iwata to choose it, and when it came to making it, they had them put two Japanese characters on the bag, Junko.

Iwata is Junko's uncle, he has no children, and he has always treated Junko as his own children.

Junko has been back in Japan for a long time, but this family affection can't be parted.

Mo was lonely and disappeared, and Wei Chenqiang's speed was unsatisfactory. Iwata has no opponents. He plans to finish the film and go back to Japan to have a look.

The main thing is also worried about Junko.

Zhen Wen first asked the thin camel to buy cigarettes, knowing that he loved to take advantage.

After that, I went to mislead Wei Chen, this step by step, just so that the monkey could get this leather bag accurately.

Iwata really accepted the leather bag as Zhen Wen expected.

Seeing Wei Chen come back empty-handed, Zhen Wen was relieved.

Because Wen Zhan had already told Zhen Wen of his whereabouts in code.

When Wei Chen came back, he wanted to meet Li Shiqun and express the doubts in his heart.

Helplessly, Han Erbao stood at the door and didn't give him a chance to go in at all.

Wei Chen thought about it and was not angry, and came to the Thin Camel office.

The thin camel did not have a good impression of him, especially when he snatched his purse, which made him even more angry.

However, the thin camel was also frightened of Wei Chen's qiang, and even more frightened of his ghostly aura.

The thin camel pretended to be calm: "Wei Shenqiang, the leather bag has been given to you, what are you doing here?" ”

"Oh, hehe, it's nothing, I just wanted to come and talk to you."

"Hehe," the thin camel smiled, "It's okay to chat, you say, what to talk about?" Chat about ghosts and gods, talk about the past and talk about the present? Talk about literature, talk about martial arts, talk about Li Shiqun......"

Half an hour later, Wei Chen came out with his head drooping.

He found that he couldn't really talk about skinny camels.

The thin camel didn't repeat for half an hour, and now it's talking about Nantianmen, why did the seven fairies go down to earth?

Extra-high class.

Iwata walked out of the special high school class with a bag in his left hand.

The film was in the leather bag, but his qiang was also in the waist.

The eight retinues had dispersed and were already in front of each of them in the rickshaw.

This time, in order to avoid accidents, these rickshaws were all disguised by the Japanese military police.

As soon as Iwata saw the cart puller, he sighed secretly.

If Sato had been there, he would not have picked these physically strong people to pull the cart.

A soldier with a strong body is different from a normal coachman when he pulls up the car, and experienced people will see it at a glance.

But Iwata doesn't care, he's an artist and he's bold and not afraid of anything. Get on the bus and head straight to the train station.

Jiang is ugly time, and there are still 10 minutes before the train departs. I feel that Iwata's hope of setting off is not much.

Five minutes to go, two rickshaw drivers in the distance caught her attention.

Jiang Nan hurriedly said: "They are coming, you will enter the station immediately." ”

Chu Chuancai didn't see where the Japanese came from, but Jiang Nan actually told him that he also knew that the level of these people was much better than his own.

He hurriedly put the monkey into a special cloth bag and carried it straight to the platform.

The rickshaws stopped one after another, and several people scattered into the station.

Iwata arrived last and followed with his bag.

When Chu Chuancai entered, there were no passengers at the ticket gate, and he went inside and pretended to tie his shoes.

A few more people came in one after another, and his eyes were fixed on Iwata's hand.

Seeing that they got into the No. 7 car, he didn't dare to follow directly, and got into the No. 8 car.

There are many empty seats in the car, and in this war-torn era, people who are not in a hurry rarely go out.

When the train started, Chu Chuancai suddenly became a little nervous. Stand in car 8 and look at number 7.

Iwata sat in the middle, and the other people sat in the front and back.

The bag was placed by the window, and the two seats in front of and behind Iwata were empty.

Those attendants all touched their waists with their hands, making a gesture of being ready to dig out at any time.

Chu Chuancai gasped when he saw it.

The wheels rolled out of Shanghai Station.

Chu Chuancai closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. An hour has passed, and still can't calm down?

In the blink of an eye, Chu Chuancai gritted his teeth, this is probably the last chance.

Looking at the energetic appearance of those people, I am afraid that they will not fall asleep even in the middle of the night.

There was no chance to get close at that time.

Chu Chuan stood up again, until he saw the attendant pushing the dining cart into the No. 7 car, then he carried the cloth bag over and found an empty seat to sit down.

The flight attendant put the food on the Iwata table, and Chu Chuancai took this opportunity to carry the cloth bag to the front.

Intentionally, he put the bag on the back seat of Iwata and chose the meal with him.

The flight attendant suddenly reached out and grabbed the bag, and the few people who came with Iwata also stared at the bag.

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