Zhao Yulin got off the car with the team members, Fang Buwei handed over the ticket to the guards, and after checking it, he pushed open the door of the carriage and walked to the last row of seats.

Seeing another guest coming in, the attendant greeted him, saying that he wanted to take another look at Fang Buwei's ticket.

This is a blue steel express train, or a first-class car, I came so late, and I still have a yellow face, and it is not surprising that the attendant suspects that it is another carriage that has rushed in.

Don't blame the attendant for being careful, Fang Buwei glanced at it, at least half of the forty or fifty passengers in the car were foreigners.

That's why he asked Zhao Shirui to block Zhao Yulin, and he personally dealt with this observation post.

He really didn't feel comfortable handing it over to someone else.

Zhao Yulin is in the toilet, even if he resists desperately, Zhao Yulin will die at most.

But this one in the carriage is different.

The arrest was slow, if he was asked to take out a gun or grenade, in case of innocent deaths and injuries, he and Zhao Shirui would definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

Fang Buwei took the ticket, carrying a suitcase, looking left and right, as if looking for his seat number.

The observation post saw that Fang Buwei had walked all the way to him.

"I'm across from you!" Fang Buwei pointed to the words "58" on the backrest, and raised the ticket in his hand.

The ticket was folded up, and the observation post did not see the number on it.

He glanced at Fang Buwei warily.

Isn't this the person who got on the bus at about the same time as himself, how did it take so long to find his seat number?

Remember that he also has a companion, why not together?

The observation post put down the book in his hand, smiled at Fang Buwei, and lowered his hands on the table.

Are you going to pull out a gun or a grenade?

Fang Buwei sneered.

The pages were closed, revealing the cover, still made of leather, and it appeared to be a hardcover.

It is indeed Lu Xun's "Scream"!

Do you understand?

Fang Buwei sneered secretly.

He smiled at the observation post, stooping down to put the suitcase under his seat.

The back of Fang Buwei's suit shrunk up to the back, and the corners of his trousers also shrunk, revealing his belt and ankles, and the observation post glanced at it quickly, but he didn't see that there were weapons in Fang Buwei's waist and two feet and necks.

It seemed that his body was covered with dust, and when Fang Buwei stood up, he slapped twice on the front placket and two sleeves of his suit.

No weapons?

Are you suspicious?

Observe let go of the handle of the gun in his arms.

Fang Buwei grinned, took out a cigarette case, and handed one to the observation post.

The observation post waved his hand and smiled politely: "I just smoked too much, and my mouth is bitter!" ”

Can you not be bitter, you fucking smoked at least half a pack under the car.

Fang Buwei nodded, lit his cigarette by himself, and took a hard puff. A puff of smoke erupted from his nostrils, and some of it drifted towards the observation post's face.

Fang Buwei shook the match in his hand, bent down slightly, and threw it into the ashtray on the table.

The observation post only felt a flower in front of him, as if something had flashed past, and he was startled, and was about to pull the pistol, only to feel a pain in his neck, and suddenly realized his consciousness.

Fang Buwei smashed his fist into the back of the observation post's head.

Hearing a movement behind him, Fang Buwei turned his head to see that two team members were leaning sideways, with their hands in their arms, staring at Fang Buwei with an unkind expression.

A bunch of idiots!

Fang Buwei scolded secretly.

In the end, it's not your own person, and it's not easy to use, so don't worry.

This has to be replaced by a member of the counter-espionage unit, even if he sees himself knocking out the observation post, the expression he shows is no different from that of ordinary people, which is like these idiots, when he sees that the situation is abnormal, the first thing that comes to mind is to pull out a gun.

Seeing Fang Buwei's gesture, several team members knew that it was their own people who suddenly made a move.

Two team members approached and stood at the entrance of the aisle, as if waiting to go to the toilet, blocking the view of the other passengers.

Fang Buwei's movements were not large, and a few spies staring at the door of the toilet saw what he had done, and what the other foreign devils were doing were still doing.

Fang Buwei put the observation post on his seat and lifted the hem of his suit.

The twenty-shot box cannon is still bursting.

Fang Buwei glanced at it again, and his heart jumped violently.

The gun is loaded, and the trigger can be fired with a shock, so this dog is not afraid to blow up his own dick?

Fang Buwei retracted the trigger, and pointed to the suitcase under the feet of the observation post and the book on the table, meaning to bring them all back.

Japanese spies watch "The Scream"?

Fang Buwei always felt a little weird.

It's not just a matter of whether you can understand it.

He wanted to bring it back for Wen Yuqing or Qi Zhenjiang to study to see if it would be a Japanese spy code book.

The telecommunications master who can memorize the entire cipher book to his head,So far, I haven't really encountered a few.,Most of them will carry it with you.。

Chen Xinran is smart enough and has a good memory, and he has only memorized less than half of the telegrams he has sent for more than three years according to a codebook.

One of the team members lifted up the observation post and made him lean against the window, posing as if he was asleep. Another team member sat in Fang Buwei's position just now, pulled out the suitcase of the observation post, and saw that the lock was more complicated, so he didn't dare to open it directly.

Fang Buwei snorted coldly, and said in a low voice: "Don't move, open it again when you go back!" ”

The team nodded.

No one can guarantee whether there are grenades or anything like that in the box, and whether the lock is connected to the lead.

Fang Buwei left his seat and walked to the door of the bathroom.

There were a few "clicks" in his ears, and Fang Buwei estimated that Zhao Yulin was trying to open the sewage outlet under the toilet.

Fang Buwei took a step back, and glanced out of the carriage again, Zhao Shirui was standing in the ventilation window of the bathroom, but the train was higher, and he couldn't see what Zhao Yulin was doing.

Fang Buwei knocked on the car window, and when Zhao Shirui turned around, he pointed to the ground again.

Zhao Shirui nodded and squatted down.

The door is made of steel, and even with your own strength, it is estimated that you will not be able to open it, and you don't have to think about breaking the door.

Fang Buwei beckoned, pointed to a team member who was pouring water for the guests one by one, and compared the mouth shape of a key.

The team member understood, walked over quickly, showed the attendant the ID, and pointed to the location of the toilet.

With a "bang", an iron plate fell onto the rails.

Zhao Shirui saw a hand stretched out from under the car, with a small mirror in his palm.

What a fucking lot of small means?

Zhao Shirui secretly praised and straightened his waist.

He was afraid that Zhao Yulin would recognize him.

Fang Buwei's plan is to make a secret arrest, so it's better not to make a move or not to make a move.

Hearing the sound of the iron plate smashing on the rails, Fang Buwei sighed secretly.

It's too late to open the door, so I can only look at Zhao Shirui.

Fang Buwei beckoned, meaning to let the team members look at the door, and then quickly got out of the car.

Zhao Yulin turned the mirror in his hand and probed the situation outside the carriage.

A few pairs of leather shoes appeared in the mirror, on the platform where the bathroom was illuminated.

Zhao Yulin's heart jumped, and he shone to the other side.

There was one on the other side, but there was no platform on this side, and a few people were standing on the train tracks.

Zhao Yulin laughed silently, put away the mirror, stood up directly, and leaned his head to the window.

He and Zhao Shirui's sights collided without a trace of obstacles.

Although Zhao Shirui wore makeup, Zhao Yulin didn't recognize it at the first time, but the gaze in those eyes like a tiger staring at its prey made Zhao Yulin shudder.

Sure enough, it was exposed.

Zhao Yulin bared out a mouthful of white teeth, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a hint of penetrating smile, and beckoned at Zhao Shirui.

Zhao Shirui not only did not move forward, but took a step back and held the handle of the gun vigilantly.

Not fooled?

Zhao Yulin bared his teeth and pulled off the lead of the grenade.

Seeing the white smoke drifting to the window, Zhao Shirui's heart jumped, and he shouted violently: "Lie down!" ”

Several team members subconsciously pounced on the ground, and the passing passengers jumped for a while.

Before Zhao Shirui's words fell, there was another loud "bang", broken glass chips flew around, and a few slow-responding team members were pierced and screamed.

Holding the grenade in his arms and pulling the lead, Zhao Yulin had ten lives and could not survive.

There are many ways to commit suicide, but Zhao Yulin wants to use the one with the largest movement, and the purpose is self-evident.

He was warning his accomplices.

Fang Buwei slammed the bathroom door with a heavy punch: "Damn! ”

The passengers in the carriage scurried and screamed, all rushed in the direction of the door, and they didn't even bother to take their luggage.

"Stop them all, and not a single one can be released from the carriage!" Fang Buwei roared.

Several team members looked at Fang Buwei in horror.

It's all foreign uncles, how can you stop it?

"I'm fucking your uncle's ......" Fang Buwei kicked a team member away, and ran to the door of the carriage like a fly, stopping the chaotic flow of people.

"Don't get out of the car, the explosion is coming from outside, and if you go down now, maybe there will be danger......," Fang Buwei yelled loudly.

"It's true that there was an explosion outside the carriage...... "You see, there are still people injured......

The guests crawled through the windows in horror and watched the scene outside the carriage.

"Exploded outside......"

"It's dangerous outside, you can't go out...... "A group of foreign devils shouted one after another.

The team members who were stabbed by glass slag were covered in blood, and Zhao Shirui was arranging for the uninjured team members to bandage.

Fang Buwei looked at Zhao Shirui, who was covering his forehead and his face was covered with blood, and he was secretly relieved.

Fortunately, Zhao Shirui expected a fierce battle and asked the team members to isolate the area near the toilet of the carriage in advance.

Several team members looked miserable, but in fact, they were all skin injuries, but they were only bruised by the glass shattered by the shock wave.

"Please sit down first, and wait for the danger to be cleared and see if you can get out of the car......" Fang Buwei took out a document and shook it, "I am an official of the Security Department of the Capital Police Agency, please believe me......"

The certificate is real, that is, the photo is not the same as the person's appearance, but in this case, who can care to check whether it is not the person.