(2-in-1 update, the number of words is slightly less, the next chapter is complete, 20 are owed, and there is a bigger chapter at night)

Moscow time: August 3, 1:30 a.m.

The K20 galloped along the edge of southern Russia in the thick of the night, the sky was deep, the earth was deep, the forests along the railway line were a hazy black, and the vast sky and fields were endless black.

The train with lights on is like a string of Kong Ming lanterns falling towards the stars.

In the penultimate compartment of the penultimate carriage of this train, Napoleon VII sat at a small table summarizing the information he had received these days, and in front of him sat a man with a black cowboy hat, a brown waistcoat and blood-red tie, a white shirt rolled up to his elbows, and his arms covered with black hair, the man took off his cowboy hat and put it on the sofa, and asked with a smile: "Your Royal Highness, how do you feel about the train ride for almost two days?"

The narrow face of Rasputin Ilya Grigori of the Tomahawk Gang appeared in the light, and he looked exactly like an authentic American cowboy, not a Russian gangster at all.

"Along the way, I admired not only the magnificent natural scenery of Russia, but also the abundant natural resources of Russia. Maybe it's my delusion, I feel like every few minutes, ten minutes there will be Russian freight trains speeding by, loaded with oil, gasoline, coal, wood, machinery...... It can be seen that the busyness of this railway, the tension of freight and passenger dispatch..... In addition, Russia's railway network is really well developed, and your people are really confident in guarding all the imports and exports?" Napoleon VII first praised Russia's vast land, and then turned the conversation to the search for Shirkov.

"In fact, only the European part of our country west of the Ural Mountains has a developed railway network, and in the Siberian-Far East there are only two lines, the Trans-Siberian Railway and the Bai-A-A-Argentina Railway, one is the K20-Bai-Aberian Railway that you are taking now, and the other is the 240-Go Trans-Siberian Railway, and there are almost no railways in the entire vast north..... In other words, if Shirkov wants to go to Cao County, he can only choose railways and roads in addition to airplanes..... If he chooses to take the road, there is nothing to hide from the Ural Mountains, and the safest may be the railway, the problem is that he can go to Cao County three times a month, he has no choice.... Getting off the train halfway can only be exposed earlier, and every stop is heavily guarded, as long as he gets on the bus, I can guarantee that he will not be able to fly..... As for taking the bus to other places first, boarding the train in other places, it is even more impossible, there are only these three cars, and there are only so many train tickets to Cao County and Huaxia along the line, which are all under our surveillance, including the port of Vladivostok and some snakeheads in Cao County, we are all on guard 24 hours a day, and it can be said that now Shirkov is a rat in the hole...."

Napoleon VII sighed, "I have to say that the organizational strength of the Bolsheviks was really strong. ”

"The streets of Russia are more brutal than anywhere else. Grigory smiled and said in a deep tone.

Napoleon VII said noncommittally: "Gregory, I don't think you planned to show up, but your special appearance must have brought me some good news!"

"Your Royal Highness, you are very clever..... Actually, I did get a message today from a friend in the military, which is highly class.....ified," Rasputin Ilya Grigory whispered, leaning down slightly, almost drowned out by the sound of the train.

Napoleon VII said lightly: "If the news you get is useful to me....."

For the first time, Gregory interrupted Napoleon VII impolitely, "Your Royal Highness, I think you have misunderstood something..... I just want to make you a friend, there are some things that money can't buy..... While money does matter, trust is even more important!"

"I'm proud of your choice!" said Napoleon VII, bowing his head slightly to Gregory and expressing his gratitude to Gregory in a clear and elegant haughty gesture.

Seeing that Gregory's expression was a little hesitant, Napoleon VII smiled and said: "Don't worry, no one here dares to eavesdrop, and no one can eavesdrop!"

Hearing Napoleon VII's assurance, Grigory whispered: "My friend told me that the German government had requested the Russian government to arrest two Chinese commercial spies on the grounds that the secrets of the European Aerospace Defense Corporation had been stolen, but our side .....refused on the grounds that there was no extradition law."

Napoleon VII clasped his hands together, frowned and said: "You mean that the theft of the secrets of the European Aerospace Defense Group is not a joke, but true?"

Grigory nodded, "As for what secrets were stolen, I have no way of knowing, this originally didn't have much to do with us, but we just used this excuse to look for Shirkov, and then it really happened, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a conspiracy, I guess someone wants to create chaos so that they can take the opportunity to take what they want to take away....."

Napoleon VII put his hand down, "Thank you, Gregory, and although this news is not critical to me, I still thank you for telling me in time." ”

Grigory stood up, "If you forgive me for not being able to visit you on the train, that's the greatest reward." ”

Napoleon VII also stood up and took the initiative to shake Gregory's hand, "I can understand, after all, you also have your difficulties, remember to pass on the news to me at such a critical moment, and your benevolent Napoleonic family will remember it." ”

"You are serious, Your Royal Highness, I won't disturb your rest, I still have work to do tonight....."

"I hope you will also be careful not to cause too much trouble to the common people.," Napoleon VII patted Gregory on the shoulder and said with a calm face.

"Don't worry, Your Royal Highness, we won't disturb your rest. Gregory picked up the cowboy hat on the sofa and put it on his head, and walked out of Napoleon VII's box.

Morris, who was standing at the door, closed the door and asked impatiently, "Your Royal Highness, are we being taken advantage of?"

"What's there to fuss about? Isn't that expected?" Napoleon VII sat down calmly, looking at the encrypted email sent to him by Bastian on the computer, which read: According to the person in charge of network security at the European Space Defense Group company's R&D center in Germany, the company has carried out an internal operation to eliminate all Cisco products, and because the European Space Defense Group is very sensitive to the protection of company secrets, the company has decided that in the future, all important top-secret information to and from its branches in various countries (including other European companies) must be transmitted by employees, and it is not allowed to be sent electronically！”

Napoleon VII chuckled and said with a Chinese to himself: "There is an idiom in China called: Ming repairs the plank road darkly Chen Cang, I don't know who is so powerful and has built so many heavy plank roads..... But you must have made a mistake in hitting me in the head....."

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"Someone else has a gun, uh! What's the use of you with a fruit knife? It's better to hide it, use it when it's dangerous." Cheng Mo looked at Xie Minyun's movements and was quite speechless.

"It seems that you can't fight at all, it takes time for any firearm bullet to be loaded, the gun is not easy to use when the distance is too close, and it is not easy to use in narrow places, and the bullet is easy to rebound, so as to accidentally injure friendly soldiers or even yourself, and if the performance of the firearm is too poor, it is easy to jam or even explode, it is really not as reliable as a knife. Xie Minyun pinned the knife into the belt and said calmly, her expression had a kind of trusting perseverance in the dim light.

"Well, I don't know as much as you do. Cheng Mo can always humbly admit what he doesn't understand, and he doesn't mind asking shamelessly.

Xie Minyun heard that Cheng Mo finally had something to admit that she had lost to her, even in such an environment, she felt some inexplicable joy in her heart, but she was still expressionless, as if she took it for granted and said: "It's normal that you don't understand, it's difficult for ordinary people in our Huaxia to get in touch with guns, my family is more special, I have been fiddling with these things since I was a child, so I naturally understand ......"

"No wonder I see that you always have a sense of killing, it turns out that you have been exposed to it since childhood. ”

"Why are you so angry with this? Doesn't Xiao Killing Qi mean that I am fierce? What's wrong with being fierce? Doesn't it give you a sense of security?" Xie Minyun looked back at Cheng Mo and raised his eyebrows and said.

"Where did you get that Xiao Murderous Qi equals fierceness, and where did you get that fierceness equals a sense of security?" Cheng Mo was not afraid of Xie Minyun's gaze, pulled her behind him, held the deadbolt, and was ready to open the door at any time, "Don't be too nervous, since the other party has chosen to use the radio, the first inspection will not be too out of line, I'm just afraid that another thing will happen..."

"The other thing? Why have you been babbling since you got on the train?"

"If the spy is discovered and he has a weapon in his hand, do you think he will resist?" The other thing Cheng Mo said is of course not that the spy was discovered, but that Shirkov was discovered, then there will definitely be a chaotic battle on this car, let alone the knife when the time comes, it doesn't matter if you hold a Gatling machine gun, although Cheng Mo has not seen the battle between the carriers, he knows that he will not say anything to destroy the world, and it is easy to exterminate a train, the only thing to be thankful for is that all the carriers of the Ouroboros are on the train, so this should only be a limited war.

"You don't have a logic in what you say, how can a spy have anything to do with gangsters?"

"Because of what the spy has, the gangsters want it too! stupid!" Cheng Mo turned his head and flicked Xie Minyun's head with his finger, just like Li Jiting knocking on his chestnut.

Xie Minyun was stunned for a moment, Cheng Mo's face was very gentle in the semi-dim light, she didn't expect Cheng Mo to do such an action, her heart was blank, she felt that she couldn't breathe, her heart was clenched by Cheng Mo's hand, and the world was buzzing.

Then the corridor sounded rough Russian and English, and the sound of messy footsteps, "Please open the door and be checked!"

Hearing the sound of the door opening next door, Cheng Mo turned his head to look at Xie Minyun again, who was still a little depressed, and whispered in Chinese: "If something happens, you will say that you are a friend of Prince Napoleon..... They won't embarrass you. ”

After saying that Mera opened the door, the probe went out to take a look, and there was a tall blonde standing in the box on their left, but Cheng Mo could only see her face and not see her appearance, while on the right was an Asian yawning and whispering in Chinese: "What the hell is Maozi doing, checking in the middle of the night, people can't sleep." ”

Cheng Mo guessed that the other party was probably the person arranged by Li Jiting, or Xie Minyun's bodyguard, otherwise it wouldn't be so coincidental that it was a Huaxia person and he was still in the box next door, so Cheng Mo took the initiative to greet him: "Hello! You are also a Huaxia person?"

The man was looking at a column of Russians wearing military uniforms and leading police dogs on the right to walk this way, and when he heard someone talking to him in Chinese, he immediately turned his head to look at Cheng Mo and smiled, and said in a northeastern dialect: "Yes! Fate!! Where are you in China?"

The man was wearing a black T-shirt, with a string of thick gold chains around his neck, a small flat head, and an extremely ordinary face, revealing kindness and harmlessness, like those Northeast people who broadcast live on the Kuaishou platform, which made Cheng Mo doubt his judgment, so he said lightly: "I'm from Xiangnan." ”

"Fellow, seeing that you are not very old, you should have come out with your family, right?" the man asked.

Cheng Mo shook his head, "Traveling with my friend....."

"It's good to be able to walk all directions at a young age!"

Cheng Mo asked tentatively, "Big brother, do you know what happened?"

The man raised his head, patted his chest and said quickly: "Don't be afraid, Maozi will also check his passport, what is there to tell the eldest brother, the eldest brother covers you, rely on your parents at home, rely on friends when you go out, I still have a bit of a card on this railway....."

At this time, the Russian soldier who was carrying the wolf dog carrying the AK47 and walked to the door, and the man immediately saluted the Russian soldier with a serious expression, and said in broken Russian: "Hello, sir..... Long live Lenin!Long live XX!" Then he bent down and handed the passport to the Russian soldier with both hands.

Cheng Mo saw that the other party looked like he was leading the party, and he belonged to the exaggerated shape of the devil who would shout "Long live Taijun" when he entered the village, and thought that it was definitely not Xie Minyun's bodyguard, nine times out of ten it was Li Jiting's subordinates, and only unreliable chiefs had such unreliable subordinates.

The Russian soldier put away the man's passport, looked at it carefully, and then said to the box: "Yours!"

The person inside didn't speak, but judging from the thick arm, it was definitely a man, and the Russian soldier handed two passports to the man who was also wearing a military uniform next to him, because the corridor was too narrow, Cheng Mo's vision was blocked, and he couldn't see the appearance of the person behind him, but he could see a red dot flashing on the map, and it was obvious that the person behind it was the carrier.

The man in the back glanced at the passport and said in fluent Mandarin: "You speak a few words of Chinese." ”

The big brother in the Northeast smiled flatteringly and said in authentic Northeast dialect: "What do you say? Sir, you give me an opinion! We are good citizens, and there are no drugs! Why don't you call this wolf dog in and smell it!"

The carrier said to the people in the box: "You, speak, which province of Huaxia are you from, and where is your destination?"