Chapter 205: Thunder on the Ground
On the night of the fifth day after Xiaobao left Harbin, the lights were bright in the heavily guarded building of the Harbin Special High School.
In the middle of Yamagata Kima's oversized office is a giant desk. It is a patchwork of several tables. The table was piled high with various materials and items collected from the scene of the crime.
Yamagata and a dozen of his men often worked this way until late at night after the Yabuli train robbery.
Collect the information of hundreds or thousands of people who have taken refuge in the original bandits over the past few years, and then eliminate them one by one. In the end, a handful of suspicious people remained. Among them, the Rolling Dragon, who disappeared without a trace, was the most suspicious person among them.
Yamagata asked for a detailed investigation of the social relationship of the rolling dragon. Including the friends of the rolling dragon when he was a bandit, and the brothers and subordinates of the various mountains. There are also colleagues, friends and subordinates of the rolling dragon in the Harbin Police Department. Even Koho and Koho occasionally talk about Hideko Kono at Kono Harue's house, and Yamagata is doing research. Secret, of course.
It's just that there are too many people to investigate, and there are other suspicious people other than the Rolling Dragon, who have to spend time and manpower to investigate.
But Yamagata has a strong willpower. He believed that one day he would catch the real robbers.
That day shouldn't be too far away.
If there are people in the special high school who do not take a break in the office, then the people who serve them cannot rest either.
There are also people in the back kitchen who are now cooking for the people of the special high school class. They were preparing to prepare a meal for Yamagata and a dozen of his subordinates.
Lao Wangtou is the head chef in the back kitchen. He also came here tonight to oversee it.
The old king's head is white and fat, like the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha. It's smiling all day. When he was young, he studied Lu cuisine. It didn't take a few years to become a chef. In 32, when the Harbin special high school was first established, he cooked here. His craftsmanship was praised by Shimada, the head of the Special High School. The soba noodles in the clear soup he made made many Japanese people in the special high school class taste the taste of home.
The reason why I say that the Japanese in the special high school are because there are not only Japanese in the special high school, but also Koreans and Manchukuos.
Lao Wangtou prepared a huge kerosene stove today and used it as the primer of the hot pot. He said to the others solemnly: "The last time I used charcoal hot pot, Mars Zi came out and almost set the documents on the desk of Section Chief Shimada. This time, just in case of using a kerosene stove, everyone should still be careful and handle it with care. When delivering food, don't look at or touch the documents and other things in the office, it's discipline! If you make things happen, you can't eat and walk around. ”
The old king looked at the wall clock on the wall and said, "Deliver food on time at eleven o'clock." Chief Yamagata and his men must not be allowed to starve. It's not a trivial matter to blame the above. The kerosene stove should be carried by two people, and the walk should be steady. ”
The old king walked at the front of the line. He held his hands behind his back, his eyes did not squint, his head held high, and his chest held high, like a mighty general.
The soldiers inside the building also gave way when they saw the group coming.
Old Wang Tou was the first to walk to the door of Yamagata Qiuma's office, and he took out a hand from behind him and knocked lightly on the door twice.
The door opened, and one of Yamagata Bema's officers stood in front of it. When he saw that it was the old king, he immediately smiled.
In this world, no matter how high the position, people of both professions are generally polite. The first is a doctor, and the second is a cook.
The officer turned sideways to make way for the old king. The old king walked in with a few people behind him.
Yamagata and the others who were buried in their desks raised their heads to look at the group of people who were delivering food.
"Your Excellency Yamagata Begma, the regulations of the Ante High School are to deliver meals at eleven o'clock in the evening, and collect the tableware on time at twelve o'clock. I don't care if you eat at eleven o'clock, but we come at twelve o'clock to collect the dishes. It doesn't matter if you're finished eating or not. This is the rule. The old king said as if he was begging Yamagata's horse to convey orders.
Someone next to him translated what the old king said to Yamagata to ask for horses.
Yamagata couldn't help but smile on his face. "If we are required to eat at eleven o'clock, then we will eat at eleven o'clock. Now it's time to put down what you're doing. He commanded.
The kerosene stove is placed in the middle of the table.
The old king lit the thick oil cores of chopsticks on the kerosene stove one by one with a lighter. Two cooks sit the steel pot with the bottom of the pot on the kerosene stove.
The old king adjusted the height of the oil core to control the size of the flames.
Plates of vegetables and meat were also placed on the table.
"Boil, and you're ready to eat. Now let's go, and we'll clean up again at twelve o'clock. The old king said.
More than a dozen of Yamagata Begma's men stood around the table, waiting for the water in the hot pot to boil like children waiting for candy to be handed out. Yamagata couldn't help but smile at the scene in front of him.
Lao Wang Tou walked to the compound of the special high school, and he said to the people behind him: "I want to go out to buy a pack of cigarettes, you can go back first." With that, he walked towards the exit of the gate.
The soldiers standing guard at the gate had long been familiar with him, and did not stop the inspection.
The old king walked out of the gate and came across the street to find a rickshaw that had been waiting there for a long time.
"Shall you leave now?" The coachman asked.
"Wait a minute, I'll smoke a cigarette first." The old king replied. His eyes were fixed on the building of the Extra-High School.
Five minutes later, just as the old king threw the cigarette butt on the ground, he suddenly had an illusion. The earth shook, and so did the building of the special high school, and then an earth-shattering loud bang was heard.
Glass and cement shards flew out dozens of meters away, and the old king and the coachman couldn't help but raise their arms to cover their faces.
The windows of Yamagata Kima's office are gone, and only two holes remain. The fiery serpent erupted from within.
"Let's go," said the old king, to the coachman.
The coachman lifted the bars and spread his feet and sped forward, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.
Vasily and Zhang Fengguang only faintly heard B sound at the junction site.
"This is the person we have been hiding in the extra high school for seven years. Haven't used it once. Not exposed at all. This is a decision made by the superiors. I hope Qian Xiaobao is worthy of the price we paid for him. Vasily said.
"Yes. In the long run, Qian Xiaobao will become more and more valuable. Zhang Fengguang said.
Vasily pushed a suitcase in front of Zhang Fengguang.
"This is your transmitter. There's also a codebook inside. It's written separately for you. It's up to you to do it all after that. I wish you success. Vasily said and held out his hand.
"I'm not alone, and Qian Xiaobao." Zhang Fengguang shook hands with Vasily and said.