(Thanks to the "I'm not lazy, I just don't want to" big guy's reward.,Three-in-one update.,There's also a big chapter to make up for yesterday's update.,Owe more 21)

Moscow time, August 3, 3:28 a.m.

K20 travels at the southern edge of the West Siberian Plain in the middle of the night.

Geographically speaking, it belongs to the mountainous region, called the West Sayan Ridge and the East Sayan Ridge, and it is also the most youthful and energetic part of the West Siberian Plain. With its rivers and forests, and fertile land, it is completely different from the dry and rainless hinterland of the Great Plains.

In the summer, the sweet snow water gurgles down the mountain stream, and the ornamental birch and red pine forests stand tall and brightly colored, and the train passes through them, creating a beautiful scenery of movement and stillness.

It's just a pity that all this is drowned in the vast darkness, except for a very few carriers with superhuman vision on the train who can enjoy this magnificent picture, no one else has the opportunity to see this gorgeous and colorful wilderness scenery.

However, even in the daytime, the average passenger on the train may not bother to pay attention to the postcard-like scenery.

Because just now all the passengers on the train heard a loud noise, and at this moment there is still a puff of black smoke in the middle of the train, as if the locomotive has returned to the steam age, and like a beacon fire on the Great Wall, but this black smoke that should have been eye-catching is covered by the night like ink, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see.

The scene of the explosion was a mess, the brown wooden door had been broken into countless pieces, the long and narrow corridor was full of all kinds of debris, the closer you got to the place of the incident, the more debris, and there were slightly larger fragments lying innocently in the corner, and the room was still surrounded by white and black mist, there were a lot of black iron pieces inserted on the roof of the train, the cramped room had been blown to the ground, the window glass was completely shattered, the wind was pouring into the carriage, the air was filled with a smell of burnt and a faint smell of burning grease, and the simple room was scattered and messy except for Sergei's iron cabinet and bed, including Sergei's body, was covered with a layer of black.

That's right, the conductor Sergei Shakurov's bedroom is located at the front of the ninth car, so the conductor's bedroom is not at the front or the back, so that he can go to the accident site as soon as possible if there is any problem with the train.

At the moment, the conductor Sergei Shakurov did appear where he was supposed to be for the first time, but the posture was not quite correct, it stands to reason that he should be standing, but unfortunately, at the moment he is lying down.

And lying ugly.

"The explosion was caused by the boiler in Sergei's room, in fact, diesel locomotives generally do not use this diesel boiler, but the driving distance of the K20 is too long, and the electricity generated by the internal combustion engine at the front of the locomotive often does not heat the water, so the K20 is installed in several special locations with diesel boilers, but this kind of boiler is not large, and the water boiled is only for the staff on the train..... I didn't expect an explosion to happen today....." Oleg, the captain of the police in charge of train safety, looked at the really terrifying picture in front of him, and said with a sweaty face, this is the first time he has encountered an explosion in his 20 years as a police officer.

The curly-haired carrier disguised as a police officer nodded, and at this time the voice of Napoleon VII came from his headset, "Galbion, go in and have a look." The carrier, known as Galbion, immediately walked into the steaming room, where there were other people in the room, and saw Galbion and the captain of the police come in and gave up some seats slightly.

The Russian gangsters standing in the conductor's room knew who Galbion was.

Sergei died not far from the diesel boiler, it seemed that after a short struggle, not only was he lying ugly, but he was also ugly, and the corpse was still exuding bursts of heat with the smell of grease, and the black oil stains were intertwined with the blooming red skin, forming a kind of disgusting picture, it was obvious that he was first thoroughly cooked by a hundred degrees of hot water, and his body was completely destroyed by the damage of the explosion.

Grigory smiled at the curly carrier, Galbion, and said, "It looks like an accident!"

"It's admirable that you can smile at such a corpse!" Galbien did not speak, but stood beside Gregory, wearing a white vest with a dagger tattoo on his shoulder, Varuev, who was eating smoked fish with relish, and laughed at Grigory as if he had no idea that he was the most perverse one, munching on a half-cooked corpse, which was disgusting to think about.

So someone really let out a few retching sounds, and couldn't help but bend over and rush out of the room to vomit.

But for the bigwigs, even if this kind of scene is not considered "commonplace", it has to be shown as commonplace, "This is Russia, crying and laughing are not up to us." Grigory shrugged his shoulders, and then he continued to smile and said, "I think you should love death more than I do!

"For now, we should discuss how to deal with this matter, not to listen to the two of you bickering like children here, if you two really can't control your mouths, I don't mind finding a few technicians to stuff your mouth with their X room! Let you reminisce about your childhood memories of not being able to speak....." The man standing on the other side of the curly carrier, with a shaved head and two boots tattooed on the junction between his neck and back, said viciously.

"Even if Yevgeny is here, you have to be polite when you see me, don't think that you have the nickname of an executioner, you really feel cruel and ruthless, and you are like a murderer..... You..... Compared to me, I'm just a kindergarten executioner who has been playing games for two days, and I'm the real butcher......." Varuev said with a sneer, making a gesture of wiping his neck.

"The Caucasian dog still barks so beautifully, I wonder if you can still bark so happily when I stuff the ** into your dog's mouth and stab your PY with AK47...... I'm sure you can, after all, you're the best at licking X......" skinhead Yevgeny hit back unflinchingly.

At this time, the Prince of Napoleon, who could no longer listen to this vulgar dialogue, said to Curly-haired Galbion: "What a bunch of stupid bastards, interrupt their quarrels and let them talk about business..... so Curly-haired Galbien waved his hand and said: "Please stop the meaningless quarrels, you are not here to quarrel!"

Grigory immediately chimed in: "Yes, the most important thing now is how we should deal with the current situation, and now that Ishim is only fifteen minutes away, if you call the police, the train will definitely not be able to move on..... And the control of this train may not be in our hands......"

"Call the police? What can the nursing cops do? Carry the conductor's body back, autopsy it, label it, and file it? Why don't we leave a whole body for his .....family?"

"You must not call the police, you must not let the train out of control,..... Whether Mr. Conductor died by accident or by conspiracy, it wasn't necessarily all bad! At least it was more likely that the spy was on the train, and we had a more legitimate reason to search everyone on the train..... We can say that the wanted criminals on the train caused the explosion....." said one of the Oniani gangs.

"It's not enough, we have to say that this terrorist made a death threat, ordered the train not to stop, and if it stopped, he would create an even bigger explosion..... If we want to find someone hiding in the crowd, we have to mobilize the masses and let them report each other and provide clues...."Grigory said with a faint smile.

"That's a great idea! I like it!" Evgeny said with a smile as he licked his lips.

"There was an explosion and there were terrorists, shouldn't the police be notified immediately?" asked Galbion, the curly-haired carrier, puzzled.

"Notify the police??" Varyev looked at the curly carrier with contempt, "Of course the police have to inform, but is it wrong for the hot-blooded masses to spontaneously look for terrorists?"

"Of course, this is the Russian .....," Yevgeny said with a grin.

"Contact the Ishim station now, say that the train is threatened by terrorists and cannot enter the station, and tell them to arrange it and pass directly. Valuev patted the captain of the police on the shoulder and said softly.

"But......" Captain Oleg didn't expect this group of people to be so crazy, he didn't know that there were $600 million worth of things hidden on this train, and if he knew about it, he would be crazy about it and take risks.

"No, Oleg...... Do you want to say it, I don't mind adding a name to the list of people killed by the terrorists......" Yevgeny said with a grin as he put a gun to the head of the police chief.

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Moscow time, August 3, 3:50 a.m.

The K20 train, which was supposed to stop at Ishim Station, did not slow down at all, and sped past this small station with only one platform, and most of the passengers on the train were largely unaware of it, because no one got off here and no one paid attention to it.

Only Cheng Mo sat in the crowded dining car and saw the green Ishim's stop sign quickly passing through his field of vision, he remembered the train timetable, there was to stop at Ishim for five minutes, although it was only five minutes, but it had to stop?

Sure enough, the train's announcement sounded in time, "Urgent notice, because this train has a special situation and needs to go directly to Irkutsk, please understand all passengers, and please cooperate with our security check, please do not walk around in the carriage at will, wait in the carriage for the temporary inspection....."

Then the radio was repeated several times in English and Russian, and the food car, which had been quiet, became noisy again, and many people who did not understand English and Russian were asking what was going on with the others.

Explanations and complaints in various languages filled the carriage, and the Russian servicemen standing in front were asked, "When exactly can we go back to the carriage?"

The Russian soldier looked at the other carrier that was still in the dining car, this tall blue-eyed carrier walked into the kitchen of the dining car, and after a while, he came out and said loudly in English: "Calm down, now everyone write your name and bed on the questionnaire, hand it to the soldier at the door and leave, after leaving, please go directly back to your car, if you stay in the corridor or other places without permission, we are not responsible for anything that happens....."

When the blue-eyed carrier repeated his words again, the quick brother lamented: "Why are you so unlucky, probably because you have found a big drug dealer again...... The train goes directly to Irkutsk for inspection....."

"Why do you have to go to Irkutsk for an examination?" Cheng Mo asked.

"Because where there is an armed garrison of the Russian Federation, more than 900 people is not a small number, and ordinary small cities can't complete it at all....." The Northeast Kuaishou brother stood up with his watch, patted the swarthy man next to him and said: "It looks like it will have to be delayed for several days! Huzi, let's go!"

After saying that, the two of them followed the flow of people and squeezed towards the door.

Cheng Mo also pulled Xie Minyun and motioned for her to stand up too, Xie Minyun was a little strange, because Cheng Mo had never liked to squeeze with others, and he was waiting until the end to leave, so Xie Minyun asked in a low voice, "What's the hurry?"

Cheng Mo looked at the Korean woman who was not far in front of him and it was inconvenient to speak, so he could only quietly hold Xie Minyun's hand and press it twice in her palm.

Xie Minyun naturally knew that Cheng Mo meant not to ask, but he still couldn't help but think of the subtext in the interaction between European boys and girls, and pinched the other party's hand and pressed it in the palm of his hand to signal: "Come to my house tonight....."

Of course, Xie Minyun's understanding of the danger is not as full as Cheng Mo's, so he is naturally in the mood to think about it, but the cells in Cheng Mo's whole body are already nervous, as if he has entered an extremely important exam, and all his energy is focused on two issues, "While keeping yourself, find Shirkov." ”

He stared intently at the back of the Korean woman, and tried to inadvertently get closer to her so that he could hear her conversation with other people, so Cheng Mo completely forgot to let go of Xie Minyun's hand, so he held the questionnaire in one hand and held Xie Minyun in the other hand to stand in the crowded carriage while observing the Korean woman and waiting to get out.

Xie Minyun didn't expect Cheng Mo to dare to hold her, it seemed that there were countless little people who were tap-dancing in her heart, and the fluttering sound was about to explode into her eardrums, she couldn't tell what mood she was in, and she didn't know why she was still a little nervous, it seemed that the palms that had been pinched by Cheng Mo just now were still sweating, this was really bad, it must be uncomfortable to hold the wet hands, right?

"No! I should have minded! The last time he fainted and held it, why did he hold me again this time? It's too much! Should I break away?"

"You can't let him hold hands so casually, or he'll think you're a frivolous girl!"

"Frivolous, obviously he is shameless, he holds my hand without my consent, it is he frivolous!"

"But no matter who is frivolous, he is active, you are passive, so you are taken advantage of by him!

"Why did I lose? Obviously, he pulled down his hand and took the initiative to hold my hand! Where is the reason that the person who apologizes first is the winner?"

The tap dancing villains in Xie Minyun's mind were divided into two factions and dancing, very chaotic, like a little daughter-in-law, she lowered her head and was led by Cheng Mo to the door of the dining car, and she didn't know until Cheng Mo let go of her hand and said, "Senior sister, what are you sending......?

Xie Minyun raised his head slightly, and said a little confused: "Questionnaire?"

Seeing that the Korean woman in front of her had left a short distance, Cheng Mo took the questionnaire from Xie Minyun's hand, handed it to the Russian soldier guarding the door, and pulled her wrist again and walked briskly into the corridor.

"Oh no! Oh no! Why don't I hate him at all for leading me away! This is really bad!" Xie Minyun thought that he couldn't let Cheng Mo be so arrogant and hold her if he wanted to, so he broke away from Cheng Mo's hand a little harder, and snorted coldly and said, "Hey! Don't think that if you succeed once, you can easily have a next time! Don't dream!"

Cheng Mo was thinking about how to know the location of this Korean woman's bed, and he didn't even notice what Xie Minyun was talking about, and he didn't even notice Xie Minyun breaking free of his hand, so he turned his head and looked at Xie Minyun a little inexplicably and said, "Huh? What did you say?"

This very confused look really choked Xie Minyun's anger, squinted his big beautiful eyes like a cat, bit his lip and didn't speak, he took a step forward directly, stepped on Cheng Mo's instep, and said coldly: "It's nothing!"

Cheng Mo, who was caught off guard, couldn't help but gasp, but he didn't scream, fortunately, Xie Minyun was not wearing high heels, just a pair of leather canvas shoes, which were not very harmful, but it still made Cheng Mo hurt a lot, and his eyes were wrinkled.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention!" Xie Minyun looked back at Cheng Mo and said lightly.

Although it was an apology, it didn't mean to apologize at all, Cheng Mo didn't expect Xie Minyun to lose his temper for no reason at such a time, glanced at Xie Minyun, shook his head and walked forward, but at this time, the suspicious Korean woman had disappeared in the narrow corridor, which made Cheng Mo very annoyed.

"It's impossible to catch up, I can only think of other ways..... Cheng Mo thought a little depressed, "How can a creature like a woman often get into trouble when she shouldn't?" No wonder movies with women have some accidents and twists and turns for no reason at critical moments, I thought the screenwriter was brainless, it seems that all this is true!"

Xie Minyun saw that Cheng Mo didn't say a word, and seemed to think that she was too much, so he was even more angry, and said in his heart: "Okay, if you don't speak, you think you're amazing, right......? Pigs!

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At the same time that the Asians in the dining car were allowed to return to the carriage, all the gangsters on the train gathered in the No. 1 and No. 2 hard-seat cars, because several gang bosses had reached an agreement in Moscow, so they formed a brief alliance, and at this moment two former KGB agents who were skilled in torture began to search the entire train with two teams of men in military uniforms.

The two teams started their operations from the second and ninth carriages respectively, and these people rushed into the sleeping rooms unscrupulously and began to rummage through the cabinets, and even ordered the other party to strip naked, and pressed the people who tried to resist in the carriage and beat them violently, and the whole carriage was immediately full of chickens and dogs.

Soon the group of people in the ninth carriage arrived at the private room of bed No. 9-12, which was the private room where the little Lori Rebecca family knew by Cheng Mo was located, and the first thing the KGB agent with sparse hair and fleshy face did when he entered the private room was to confiscate everyone's passports.

Evans was a little nervous when he saw so many people with guns, so he rummaged in his bag for a long time when he took his passport, so he was smashed on the bed by a man with an AK47 with a rifle butt, and suddenly Mrs. Evans screamed and little Lori Rebecca cried in the carriage.

"I'm an American citizen! you can't do this to me!" Evans sat up from the bed and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Little Lori Rebecca even wanted to rush out of her mother's arms to beat the villain who smashed her father, the expressionless former KGB agent looked at Evans with an angry face, and then looked at the little Lori who was crying loudly, and said coldly: "Since you are a distinguished American citizen, please hurry up...."

As soon as the words fell, the butt of the rifle smashed into Evans's face on the left side, so little Lori cried even louder, and this time even Mrs. Evans began to cry.

Evans finally realized that there was no reason to speak here, and with trembling hands he took out his passport and handed it to the man with thinning hair.

The man took the passport, opened Evans's, and asked coldly, "What is your name and what year were you born?"

"Evans.... William Walker Evans..... Born April 15, 1976....." Evans replied weakly as he sat on the bed, regretting that he had not listened to the Chinese boy and got off the bus in Yekaterinburg.

"Who are you on this train with?" the man continued to ask faintly.

"Wife and daughter!"

"Ready to go to your destination!"

"Huaxia Capital ....."

While the man was questioning, the other two men who came in dragged their boxes from the foot of the bed, opened them directly, dumped everything on the floor, and began to look for anything suspicious.....

"Are you family?" the man asked, glancing at Mrs. Evans, who was holding little Lori.

"Yes!" Evans didn't dare to look the man in the eye at all, just nodded with his head down.

"Do you know the man who slept on your top bunk?" the man asked.

Evans shook his head.

At this time, the man glanced at Evans's top bunk, the person on it covered his head with a quilt, as if he did not have the courage to look at this shocking scene, he patted the iron railing of the upper bunk with his pistol hand, "Get off the bed and take out your passport!"

The quilt was lifted to reveal a beautiful blonde woman, so the man put down the pistol and said in a softer voice, "Hurry up!"

The woman got up and rummaged through her passport in her bag, and the other two gangsters dumped her clothes and some snacks, including some feminine items, and Mrs. Evans burst into tears when she saw this humiliating scene, and couldn't help but tearfully ask, "Why are you?"

The man standing in the middle said lightly: "For the safety of everyone, there are terrorists who have planted bombs in the car, we must find this terrorist as soon as possible, otherwise dozens or even hundreds of people may die..... So, for your own good, anyone suspicious must tell us....."

"Terrorists?" asked Mrs. Evans, hugging little Lori with a shocked expression, and even the tears in her eyes were frightened to stop flowing.

The man nodded, "Yes, terrorists, do you have any information to offer?"