"Well, since you still have important business, then we should make an appointment, when will we meet tomorrow?" He Guangzong asked helplessly.

He didn't expect that the 'bodyguard' would still have something to do tomorrow, knowing that tomorrow was the only day when he could make preparations for the operation first, and this 'bodyguard' actually let himself go to investigate the scene alone.

Is there anything more important than that? For this, He Guangzong really couldn't figure it out.

Of course, he will not continue to ask the 'bodyguards' what other important things to do. After all, in the agent business, there are some things that the other party doesn't want to say, it's best not to ask. At least the 'bodyguard' also said a reason that he could barely accept, that is, to confirm whether the Japanese truck loaded with counterfeit money would drive the yard of the special high school the day after tomorrow.

The 'bodyguard' replied with a smile: "Your task tomorrow is to go to the scene to investigate, and I have another operation related to this operation to destroy the counterfeit banknotes, and I must complete it before we ambush it." I'll come back to you tomorrow night, when we'll finalize our action the day after tomorrow. That's it, you follow me back to the spear now. It's night, there are very few pedestrians, and it's not easy for you to attract attention if you bring back a long gun in a long box. ”

He Guangzong nodded, and had to follow the 'bodyguard' to his residence to get the spear.

After He Guangzong took away the long box containing the spear and bullets, the 'bodyguard' did not rest, but dressed up in disguise, brought a rope and tools to pry the door out again.

It was close to midnight at this time, and the night covered his figure well. After about an hour, the 'bodyguards' finally came to the outside of a small room. This room was the place he had only identified two days before he had tracked a person, and it was certain that there was only one person living in it.

He looked around, and saw that there was no one around, so he carefully inserted the tip of a relatively long dagger into the crack of the door, and began to fiddle with the wooden deadbolt that lay inside the door little by little.

He was very patient, just so as not to alarm the sleeping people in the house. It wasn't until about ten minutes later that he unbolted the wooden door, and then he quietly tried to start pushing the door with very light force to prevent the old-fashioned wooden door from creaking when it was opened by the friction of the shaft.

You know, it's the middle of the night, and the whole environment is very quiet, and the slightest noise will wake up those who are awakened from sleep. Obviously, the 'bodyguards' definitely don't want to alarm anyone at this time.

Under the special attention of the 'bodyguards', the wooden door was pushed open by him without making any sound, and it reached a gap where a person could enter.

The 'bodyguards' took advantage of the gap and dodged into the house. He carefully stopped his body and stood for a long time, in order to get his eyes accustomed to the darkness of the room, so that there was no obstacle between him and the bed in the room.

Because he knew that, in general, the people of Stone Town liked to use the night pot at night when it was convenient, and this kind of thing was generally placed next to the bed so that people could easily access it.

If he rushes to the bedside at this time, there is a high probability that he will wake up the sleeping person in the bed by making a loud noise from accidentally mentioning the night pot.

After a few minutes of acclimatization, the 'bodyguard' finally saw that between him and the bed, in addition to a pre-anticipated night pot, there was also a bench on which the clothes and pants that had been taken off were placed indiscriminately.

The 'bodyguard' easily bypassed the two obstacles, easily touched the side of the bed, and struck the head twice on the head of the person who was snoring in bed.

The man fell into a coma in his sleep, unaware that he had been plotted. The 'bodyguard' listened carefully, and the man's snoring had stopped, and he put his finger under the nostrils of the man on the bed and probed into it, and found that he was still breathing, so he was relieved.

Then he stopped hiding his movements, first struck a match, and searched the house for a kerosene lamp to illuminate.

After finding the kerosene lamp, he struck the match again and lit the kerosene lamp, and suddenly there was a bright light in the room, although it was still very dim, but at least it allowed the 'bodyguards' to see a lot of things clearly.

The 'bodyguard' first set his eyes on the pile of clothes on the bench, and he began to carefully touch each pocket of clothes and pants, and finally, he found a bunch of keys!

That was his goal for the night, and the 'bodyguard' put the keys in front of the kerosene lamp, and then the light looked at it carefully, and then put the keys in his pocket.

Then he dragged the unconscious man on the bed and put him on a wooden chair with a backrest, and carefully tied the man's hands, feet and body to the chair with the rope he brought, and at the same time found two pairs of socks and stuffed them into the man's mouth, gagging his mouth, so as to prevent the man from screaming when he wakes up tomorrow and causing others to find out that he is tied up.

After doing all this, the 'bodyguards' specially collected all the things around the chair that could be used to break the rope and put them in a cabinet.

Then he blew out the kerosene lamp, went out of the door, closed the wooden door, and slowly stirred the deadbolt back with the tip of his dagger, so that even if anyone passed by the outside of the house to-morrow, he would not notice anything unusual.

Immediately, the 'bodyguard' put away his tools, and then disappeared into the vast night.

Early the next morning, when the sky in the east was still white, the 'bodyguard' changed into a robe and a pair of glasses, and hurried to a small store across the street outside the gate of the special high school.

This kiosk is the only one of its kind in the neighborhood and sells a wide variety of groceries, as well as cigarettes and matches.

The 'bodyguard' took out the key he had obtained last night, pushed open the door of the commissary, and walked in.

Immediately afterwards, he did not stop, but removed the door panels that were encapsulated in the original place piece by piece, which marked the beginning of the day's business for this small store.

Ever since the 'bodyguard' had been careful to knock the owner of the commissary unconscious and tie him up last night, he didn't have to worry about anyone else coming to the commissary.

Because he has been watching the situation of this commissary very carefully in the vicinity in recent days, the owner of this commissary is a single person running this commissary, as long as the original owner cannot come today, the 'bodyguard' can become the owner of this commissary today without danger.