The interpreter was captured by the special forces and is now supposed to be tortured to ask about the exact location of the gold.

Xu San probably didn't ask anything, because this translator was a Chinese and was hired temporarily.

Ten tons of gold, he estimated that a temporary translator would not be able to know the clues.

The information about these Yingge Britons is not sufficient, and many of them need to be investigated temporarily.

But after a simple search, Xu San and the others only found that they had a total of thirteen people, four of whom were Huaxia, and in addition to that, they had four cars.

Other than these, Xu San and the others found no trace of gold.

The density of gold is 19.32g/cubic centimeter, so a ton of gold is about 0.05 cubic meters.

Ten tons is 0.5 cubic meters.

It doesn't look like a lot of volume, but the lethal weight makes it impossible to transport easily.

Xu San was estimated to be in the car, but after the shelling, he found that there seemed to be none in the four cars.

Although the reconnaissance skills of the special operations team are good, they can't be as elusive as the ninjas.

At this time, Xu San thought that it would be good if Phantom Ji followed, and let her sneak into the house to have a look.

It's a pity that Yamamoto gave a death order, and the matter of gold cannot be known to others.

In fact, with the strength of Xu San and the six of them, they could directly kill these dozen people, and then look for the whereabouts of the gold.

But

This path doesn't work either.

Xu San was afraid that if he didn't hide in this courtyard and killed all the people, wouldn't the clues be completely broken.

Kill a few, keep a few, and then torture to extract confessions, it doesn't seem to work, I am still afraid that the gold is not hidden in the hands of these people, and when the time comes, these Yingge will come to a Ming Xiu plank road, and the darkness of Chen Cang will not he Xu San be a bamboo basket to draw water.

So after some consideration, Xu San finally decided to pretend to be a monk to approach these Britons first.

The monk's suit was prepared to prevent this situation, and he also knew a lot about Manchester during this period through his contact with Thomas in the past six months, and he would not be easily exposed.

Westerners see monks like Chinese people see monks, they can't say that they are close, but they will have a sense of security, and subjectively feel that the other party will not harm others.

It would be better if it was a nun, but unfortunately Xu San is not a women's clothing boss.

With the translator, the communication between Zhang Lianfa and Bald is much smoother.

Zhang Lianfa explained the situation outside the city, and the bald man also explained that he had lost his translation.

When Zhang Lianfa proposed to send troops to protect him, Bald refused outright, saying that he did not believe the Huaxia troops.

Zhang Lianfa doesn't matter, he's just a squad leader, this kind of person who deals with foreigners can not mix without mixing.

After some tossing, it is now deserted in front of the city gate, and only the bald car remains.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Monk, I don't know your name yet!?" After being busy for a long time, Bald remembered to ask Xu San's name.

"My name is Thomas Vader, what about you?" Xu San said the name that had been prepared in advance.

"My name is Tom, Tom, Trapp."

Tom saw that Xu San's facial expression was a little strange, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Monk, is there anything wrong with my name?" ”

"No, I think of my hometown."

"I just heard from you that your hometown is Manchester, but I think you look very much like an Oriental." Tom asked, looking at Xu San's face.

"My great-grandfather was a native of China, and this missionary visit to China was also his deathbed." Xu San's face showed a look of remembrance.

Xu San's acting skills are exquisite, comparable to a group performance of 500 days.

Under the moonlight, a crystal teardrop hung in the corner of his eye, and the bald Tom also thought of his departed relatives.

He took out his handkerchief and wiped the corner of his eye, "I'm sorry for bringing up your sadness." ”

Xu San quickly switched to the Divine Stick mode, "He has returned to Zhu's embrace." As he spoke, he kissed a crudely made cross hanging around his neck.

Sporadic artillery fire erupted again, accompanied by sporadic gunfire.

Tom turned to look north, and seemed to see a flickering fire in the distance.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, he took the translator and the driver out to inquire about the news this time, wanting to see what was going on, as for going out of the city, it was just casual talk, he was not so stupid, he took ten tons of gold to hit the muzzle of the devil, compared to the Chinese people, he still felt that the devil was more terrible and more cunning.

Ten tons of gold, which was plundered by the Dong'a San Company in China for many years, most of it came from the AP.

Although this thing has been banned,

But, with hundreds of times the profit, is it forbidden?

Take Lao Yan, the local emperor of Jinxi, for example, under the slogan of banning smoking, isn't this an unclear historical case?

Lao Yan began to advocate the ban on smoking, and he was also a pioneer in this regard.

But after the development of things, it was not under his control, 300,000 smokers in Jinxi, how many families, and the withdrawal reaction after the smoking ban was unbearable for him, so he began to sell "quit smoking pill cakes" to replace AP.

The "quit smoking pill cake" is actually still that kind of thing, it's nothing more than a change in the recipe, and it's a little less addictive.

The R&D and manufacturing of this kind of thing has always had the shadow of Dong'a San Company.

In other words, these ten tons of gold were stained with the blood and tears of the Chinese people.

So, must stay!

As the saying goes, the villagers have tears in their eyes when they see them, and even foreigners can't escape this law.

Coupled with Xu San's current status as a missionary, Tom feels a little closer to him.

"Brother Thomas, where are you resting now?" Tom asked.

"There is no church here, I rest in the homes of the believers, who are devout believers, who give me all the best food, but eat the coarse food myself." Xu San had gratitude on his face.

Tom has been in China for many years, so he naturally knows what the living standard of the common people is, and the so-called best food is probably something that he can't swallow.

"Brother Thomas, how about coming to my lodgings?"

Thomas offered the invitation, he needed a translator, a safe translator, and Xu San was the best choice.

"This" Xu San didn't agree immediately, but made a hesitant look.

"I've lost my translator now, and I think I need your help even more." Tom spoke pitifully about his difficulties.

Xu San didn't agree immediately, but found a few lame excuses to shirk it, and vaguely mentioned that the days of missionary work were hard, those who couldn't eat enough and couldn't sleep well, and there was also the danger of being caught.

Thomas was naturally not stupid to be responsible for the transportation of ten tons of gold, so he immediately painted a cake for Xu San and said that he would donate money to build a church.

Speaking of this, Xu San immediately agreed, "Okay, thank you for the invitation, but I'm going back, I'm going to get my things back." ”

"Great! Thanks for your help! Tom said as he opened the door and made a gesture of please.

The car started and left the city gates.

Sitting in the car, Xu San suddenly felt that this car was so meaty both in terms of starting and traveling speed? (End of chapter)