Chapter 83: Metal Gun!
Li Anna said: "Then it's decided, I'll go and persuade Jun'an, saying that you have been in a bad mood recently and need to borrow wine to kill your sorrows, but you are embarrassed to drink with Jun'an by yourself, you need me to accompany you, and we will rest tonight when we get drunk." β
At night, in the main dining room next to the Jin family's mansion, several sets of antique LED lights illuminate the room as bright as daytime.
Jin Junan, Li Anna and Zhang Qian sat around a yellow marble round table, which was filled with delicacies from the mountains and the sea.
After praying before the meal, Kim Junan said to the three servants waiting on the side: "The three of us have important matters to discuss, you can step down, and you are not allowed to come in without our orders." β
After the three servants left the restaurant and closed the door from the outside, Kim Junan said, "So, let's have some Korean soju?" This is the best way to relieve sorrow. β
Zhang Qian lowered her head and raised her eyes to look at Zhang Qian, and said, "I'm not used to drinking soju." β
Li Anna immediately said: "Yes, yes, you men drink soju, let's drink some red wine." β
Jin Junan said: "That's okay, I haven't drunk red wine for a long time, I remember that there are still a few boxes of good red wine in the wine cellar, and I will take them out to drink with my wife and sister Xiaoru tonight." β
After speaking, Jin Junan got up and went to the wine cellar next door to the restaurant, and took out a box of RomanΓ©e Conti that he had treasured for a long time.
While eating, the three of them talked about current affairs and Fengyue, and drank wine.
Chinese drink red wine, which is different from Westerners, who mostly taste it slowly, while Chinese like to gulp down.
Zhang Qian didn't expect the Koreans to be the same, and after a while, three bottles of red wine were dried up.
When he opened the fourth bottle of red wine, Jin Junan said that he was too swollen and wanted to go to the toilet, but Li Anna obediently helped him to go.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to stay alone in the restaurant, Zhang Qian quietly took out a small bottle of high-grade white wine from her trouser pocket and poured about 10ml into each of Jin Junan and Li Anna's 300ml red wine bottles.
Jin Junan himself doesn't know why, all along, every time he drinks, he doesn't go to the toilet for the first time, once he continues to drink after coming back from the first toilet, the feeling of bladder fullness accelerates, and he needs to go to the toilet every ten minutes, and this time is no exception.
When Zhang Qian was studying at the CIA training school in the United States, she took a wine tasting (drunk on others) course, and the teacher taught her, and many people have Jin Junan's experience at the wine table: during the drinking process, after urinating for the first time, the frequency of going to the toilet will increase, and the worse the kidney function, the more obvious this symptom will be.
The principle is that after alcohol is absorbed by the human body, the initial reaction is to accelerate blood circulation, increase blood pressure, drink enough, and the later reaction will reduce blood pressure, the former is because of accelerated metabolism diuresis, and the latter is the relaxation of bladder nerves and poor kidney function, which is easy to lead to frequent urination.
The lower the alcohol concentration, the more likely the above symptoms will appear, because if you keep drinking high alcohol, many people will already be drunk and unconscious before the body metabolizes the water in the alcohol into a large amount of urine.
So it didn't take long for the two small white plastic bottles in Zhang Qian's trouser pocket, both of which were 100 ml, to be poured into the glass wine bottles of Jin Junan and Li Anna many times, mixed with the red wine, and then poured into their own goblets by them, and drank them one by one.
The result of this was that before 10 o'clock in the evening, Kim Junan and Li Anna were already drunk and fell asleep on the table.
Zhang Qian got up and walked to the two drunks separately, pushed them, and saw that there was no response, so she pushed open the door, walked out of the restaurant and shouted in Korean: "Come on, the lord and the lady have drunk too much, you hurry up and help them back to the room to rest." β
The three maids who had been waiting in the corridor outside hurriedly trotted all the way into the restaurant, two of them helped Jin Jun'an, and the other and Zhang Qian helped Li Anna and helped the two couples back to their own rooms to settle down.
When Zhang Qian returned to her room and just washed up and turned off the light, the sound of rain began to sound outside.
After more than half an hour, the rain outside became heavier and heavier, Zhang Qian, who had already changed into dark gray sportswear and a pair of black sneakers, buttoned up her black waist bag, gently pushed open the door, walked out of the house to check left and right, closed the door reflexively, and sneakily walked along the corridor to the stable in the backyard.
Next to the stable was a huge shed with wooden pillars and tiled roofs, and two carriages, one red and one black, were parked in the shed, and a dim little yellow light made the atmosphere eerie.
Zhang Qian walked around to the back of the black carriage, looked left and right, gently pulled the fan door behind the car, climbed into the carriage, and then closed the door from the inside.
"Smack!"
Touching the dark, Zhang Qian pressed a light switch on the top of the car.
By the light of the small white LED lamp, she knelt in the middle of the carriage, lifted the red carpet on the floor, and knocked on the black wooden floor under the carpet, and looked west, and found that on the right side of the floor, there was a black ring with a diameter of 30 centimeters embedded on the left side of the long wooden plank that was also used as the floor.
Buckle the black ring, and with that cold touch, it should be metal.
When Zhang Qian put the middle finger and index finger of her left hand into the ring, intending to pull up the plank, she found that the plank was very heavy, and it was many times heavier than the average plank of the same size.
It felt like mentioning a steel plate, no, a metal plate that was heavier than a steel plate, but when I touched it with my left hand, the touch in my hand was obviously wood.
Before she had time to think about it, Zhang Qian gritted her teeth, and slowly lifted the board with both hands like opening the lid of a box, and a dark grid about one meter long, half a meter wide, and about twenty centimeters deep appeared in front of her.
I saw that in the dark compartment, there was a red flannel, and on the flannel, there were two UZI101-5.5 mm caliber miniature *** produced by the Military Industries Corporation (IMI) in Israel, as well as an M85 multi-functional automatic rifle of the US military standard, as well as several spare cartridges for the above-mentioned firearms and several boxes of paper-wrapped bullets.
Zhang Qian resisted the excitement in her heart, took out a ceramic folding dagger from her waist bag, and began to cut the heavy lid of this dark grid.
After a few cuts, a small hole was cut open in the wood at the corner of the lid, revealing its grayish-white metal core.
Using a ceramic knife to scrape a few times on this exposed metal inner core, Zhang Qian showed a look of sudden realization.
Next, Zhang Qian put the scraped metal powder into her mouth and swallowed it, and then stuffed the packs of bullets into her black waist pack one by one until the small waist pack could not fit, and then opened the remaining bullet packs, filled the loose bullets into her zippered trouser pockets and coat pockets, and then picked up the spare bullet boxes and inserted them into her trouser waistband with elastic bands one by one.
Then unfold the green strap on the M85 multi-function automatic rifle, carry it behind your back, pick up a UZI101-5.5 mm caliber miniature *** clip under the left armpit, and pick up another good chamber, hold it with your right hand, walk to the back of the car with the cat's waist, and gently push the car door with the muzzle.
After waiting for five or six seconds, I slowly stepped out, stepped on the pedal to the outside of the car, looked left and right, and walked to the corridor in front of me on the right.
I just took two steps out of it, and I just listened to "Boom!! There was a sound, and Zhang Qian fell straight to the ground like a wooden board that had lost its support.