After accepting the task, they decided to go to the area of the City God Temple, because in this area, more than a dozen sand turning workshops gathered to smelt and cast copper, aluminum, tin, etc. A year ago, he turned over a pair of sixty-pound dumbbells in a workshop here for martial arts training, and thus met a master surnamed Wu. He walked briskly, and in less than two hours he had arrived in front of the Guancheng God's Temple.

It is nearly dusk, there are no pilgrims in front of the city god temple, cold and cold, on the contrary, there are workshops on the left and right sides of the temple, the bellows are whirring, the furnace is blazing, all are melting copper ingots, very busy. When I saw that the coldness of the same year ago was very different, I had a thin foundation in my heart, but when I inquired, I couldn't ask anything. The craftsmen seemed to have discussed with each other, and the answer was unanimous: "I don't know". If you want to ask a few more questions, they simply ignore them.

Related to know that there is a bright hall among them. So he came to the workshop that helped him turn dumbbells, but Master Wu was not there, but fortunately, a guy recognized him, so he told him that Master Wu went to the nearby Chenghuang Temple Teahouse for dinner, and he had to go around downstairs, and he didn't see Master Wu, so he went upstairs.

As soon as he went up the stairs, he saw Master Wu eating steamed buns there. When Master Wu saw him, he shouted happily: "Master Xiaoxiang, you are also here, I have a treat." "The low-level people in Shanghai call martial artists, and they all add a master under their surnames, which means the same generation as his father, which contains a bit of love and respect.

When he heard this, he was in the middle of it, pushed the boat down the river, and greeted him warmly. He knew that this old master had always been good at these two bites, so he ordered a few dishes and asked for a pound of sorghum wine, and the two talked while eating.

After two cups of soju, Lao Wu's words increased, so he said: "Someone paid a lot of money to contract these workshops, and transported miscellaneous copper and aluminum parts by truck every night, and then packed and transported the ingots smelted into fifty catties a piece, and the price was very high, but it was agreed that it was not allowed to be passed on, otherwise the consequences would be borne by themselves." The workshop owners were a little strange, but they didn't make a fuss about it in Shanghai at the time. ”

People are sometimes weird, just take the words of Master Wu, that is, "As long as you have money to make, it doesn't matter if you are Zhang San or Li Si!" So the relevant one poured yellow soup and said everything to the related. Therefore, it quickly became clear why these smelting workshops had been doing business recently!

The relevant told Gao Yutian about the situation, and Gao Yutian advised: "You still have to inquire, go and rest now." After leaving, Gao Yutian couldn't sleep, and a few big question marks couldn't help but appear in his heart: "Who is this batch of goods?" Where did it go? The more he thought about it, the more sleepy he became, and he rolled over and got up, and looked at the clock, which was nearly midnight. So he changed into black clothes, quietly left the martial arts hall, and ran towards the sand turning workshop.

It's better to come early than to come at the right time! As soon as he reached the junction leading to the sand turning workshop, he saw five trucks with canvas canopies parked in the middle of the road. Some people were carrying boxes to the car. He flashed to the eaves of a pancake shop with its doors closed, and a few bundles of firewood served as good shelter. He peeped for a while, only to hear one person shouting, "Okay, that's all there is to this car." Let's go and carry it together, and quickly load the next car. When the words landed, more than a dozen men quickly walked into another workshop.

Gao Yutian had an idea, and walked a few briskly, really light as a raccoon cat and as fast as a mouse, and rushed to the side of the fully loaded truck, and looked into the compartment, there was only a wooden box and no one. He bent over, got into the trunk, and then climbed over the wooden box, and found a corner near the front of the carriage, just enough to accommodate one person. In order to "not enter the tiger's den, but to get the tiger", he hid in.

About an hour later, he heard five people jump into the car one after the other, and then he heard the sound of the motor engine and the car starting. After two cigarettes, the car stopped with a "rattle".

Gao Yutian didn't dare to relax at all, and listened intently. I first heard three people in the car, jumped out of the car one after another, and then heard the door of the front of the car ring, probably the driver got out of the car, only to hear the door "ping" shut. He lifted a little canvas from the corner and looked out to see the driver walking around the front of the car. He knew that this was the right time to get out, so he hurriedly got out of the canvas canopy, got out of the cab, saw a large pile of goods, and hurriedly rushed over and hidden.

Oh, and it's a big pier by the river

The quiet night sky, the moonlight is hazy, and the large and small ships in the harbor are black and whirring like monsters lying in the sea, and the long and short masts are lit up, like the eyes of monsters, which are unpredictable.

Gao Yutian crouched behind a low wall, watching as the people unloaded the wooden boxes from the truck and lifted them onto a large steamer. In a short time, the loading and unloading were completed, and the five trucks drove away, and the quiet on the yard soon returned.

Gao Yutian waited for a while before he walked out, he observed, whether it was the dock or the boat, it was quiet, and there was no trace of apricots.

Tamada took a few steps towards the steamer, and couldn't help but be taken aback, because his sharp eyes vaguely saw the word "Clark" painted on the bow of the ship. So he said, "'Clark', isn't this one of the ships in the fleet to which Clark belongs?" Could it be that the culprit who colluded with the Japanese to smuggle metal materials was Clarke, who was known as the 'real estate king' and 'great philanthropist'? It seems that this person is cunning and wise, scheming, and a character who must not be underestimated! ”

Yutian didn't hesitate any longer, leaned over gently, climbed the anchor chain, and silently climbed to the bow of the ship, peeking into the front deck, the layers of wooden boxes were covered with canvas, but there was no one, it seemed that the sailors on duty had slipped to sleep. Just in case, he put on a veil, shrugged the deck gently, walked a few steps, lifted a corner of the canvas, opened a large bag, and saw that it was a bundle of cement bags. He hurriedly opened the first wooden box again, which contained cloud medicine. What's going on here?

Just when Gao Yutian was puzzled, suddenly there was a wind in the back of his head, he hurriedly flashed sideways, dodged a palm, turned around and looked through the hazy moonlight, it turned out to be Xu Zixia.

Xu Zixia shouted: "What a big thief! I saw him "smack" and shook the wire whip fastened around his waist in his hand.

Gao Yutian saw that he was using this kind of weapon, and he was doubly careful, because experts all knew that this kind of wire whip was hard when touched, and soft when touched, which was extremely difficult to deal with. He was about to speak, but the second whip swept again. He bowed down, hurriedly took a few steps back, and secretly screamed in his heart: "Not good," he tried his best to lean back, but Xu Zixia took an arrow step, and the whip came, Gao Yutian suddenly felt that his right arm was numb, and the whip swept diagonally.

Gao Yutian had an anger rising from his heart, and he immediately stretched out his luck and slashed out. Don't underestimate Gao Yutian's palm, that is the real kung fu he has practiced hard for several years, he has an "iron sand palm" I don't know how many stones have been split, seeing that the iron palm is about to split on Xu Zixia's right wrist, Gao Yutian closed it slightly, and split it obliquely on the whip handle, which shocked Xu Zixia's mouth and the snake whip fell to the ground. Gao Yutian's hand was quick, and he copied the snake whip into his hand.

Xu Zixia saw that the situation was not good, and took two steps back, but he didn't expect to step on a big orange peel, his body was crooked, and he saw that Gao Yutian's whip was about to be whipped on him. However, Gao Yutian put the whip away, stood firmly, lowered his voice and said, "The whip should be drawn on the enemy." ”

Xu Zixia seemed to be a little familiar when he heard the masked man's accent, so he turned over and asked, "Good man, which one are you?" ”

Gao Yutian saw that there was no one around, so he pulled the masked towel off.

At this time, the moonlight was bright, reflecting Gao Yutian's dignified face.

"It's you!" Xu Zixia screamed in surprise, and suddenly saw Gao Yutian's right arm stained red with blood.

Gao Yutian was about to talk, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in the middle of the ship, and hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Be careful, don't fall for the bad guys!" After he finished speaking, he put a mask on his face, and arched his hand and said, "There will be a period later." He threw his whip on the deck, turned and leaped over the strings of the ship, landed on the dock, and strode away.