At Fujian Hui'an Railway Station, a train from Fuzhou to Zhangzhou slowly pulls into the platform. The bustle of people on the platform. In the crowd, a middle-aged man (Wang Donghai) wearing a shabby shirt and a peaked cap, carrying a suitcase, handed the ticket in his hand to the ticket inspector, and after the ticket inspector cut the ticket, the "peaked cap" strode into the platform and entered the No. 5 sleeper car with the number on the ticket.

At this time, there was already a middle-aged passenger in the sleeper box, his head reclining on the soft quilt cushion. He was wearing a gray shirt with an open neckline, and he was holding an expired copy of "Minnan New News" in his hand, looking absent-minded as he flipped through it.

"Cap" Wang Donghai entered the box, put down the suitcase, and glanced at the middle-aged man in a gray shirt leaning on the bunk. The middle-aged man looks very handsome and capable, and there is a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows. Coincidentally, the middle-aged man also raised his head to look at the "peaked cap" that had just come in, and saw that the other party's eyes were full of calm and confidence, and he was silent. Unconsciously, there was a hint of goodwill.

Wang Donghai smiled lightly at the other party, sat on the bunk opposite, then straightened his clothes, and turned to look out of the car window.

On the platform outside the train window, people were still lining up to enter the station, and there was a lot of noise......

The train finally started, and the noisy station and the sparse crowd of people waiting on the platform were quickly thrown behind and disappeared.

Wang Donghai came back to his senses at this time, and couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man opposite, wanting to ask and stopping. He simply stood up, pulled away from the box, turned and walked out the door, along the long corridor, into the toilet next to the sleeper box.

Wang Donghai was going to the toilet, and suddenly heard someone coming outside the toilet, he held his breath and listened carefully to the movement outside.

In the narrow hallway outside the toilet, a waiter in a white shirt with a bow at the neckline pushes a food cart.

A middle-aged man in a navy blue tunic, wearing a top hat, approached and pressed the brim of his hat very low. He overwhelmed his voice and said to the waiter pushing the food cart: "Kill the middle-aged man in the gray shirt with the No. 5 soft bag." ”

The waitress nodded in agreement.

Wang Donghai leaned against the toilet door and couldn't help but get nervous when he heard the conversation outside. He quickly retracted, listened to the movement outside, and opened the toilet door to look outside. At this time, the stranger who said that he was "wearing a top hat" inside had quickly left, giving him a back.

And the waiter just now, looking back and forth, seeing that there was no one around, took out a small bag from his sleeve, opened it quickly, poured the medicine into a goblet of red wine, then picked it up and shook it gently, and then continued to walk forward.

Wang Donghai hurriedly walked out of the toilet and quietly followed the young waiter. The two of them came to Building 5 and walked into the door of the soft sleeper private room.

The waiter knocked on the door silently, and then walked in with the tray.

He said politely to the "gray shirt": "Hello sir, this is the red wine you want." ”

The waiter handed the goblet over as he spoke.

"Oh!" "Gray Shirt" listened and took the red wine.

Wang Donghai followed up from behind, sat on his bunk, pretended to be very enthusiastic, and said to the waiter: Please pour me a glass of red wine too, I met this brother on the train, it is fate, let's have a drink together.

The "gray shirt" was picked up and wanted to drink, but when he heard this, he stopped what he was doing and looked at Wang Donghai opposite, with a look of confusion and doubt.

The waitress smiled and said, "Okay, sir, please wait!" ”

Then, he picked up the wine bottle and glass, skillfully poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Wang Donghai, who reached out and took the glass.

The waiter said to Wang Donghai again: "Sir, please use it slowly." With that, he turned to leave.

Wang Donghai shouted at the waiter: No, why is the color of your wine wrong?

The "gray shirt" raised his eyes to look at Wang Donghai, and then at his glass of wine, with a puzzled face.

There was a hint of nervousness in the waiter's eyes, but he quickly calmed down. He said with a displeased face: "Sir, I'm not joking, this is the wine I just poured, how can there be a problem?" ”

Wang Donghai said deliberately: "Look at this color, the two cups are different, one is deep and one is shallow, there must be something wrong with one of the cups, you won't poison us, right?" ”

The "gray shirt" put down his wine and looked at the two of them with interest.

Hearing the poisoning, the waiter's face stiffened.

Wang Donghai observed the instantaneous changes on the waiter's face.

"Gray Shirt" realizes the danger and suddenly becomes sensitive.

The waiter squeezed out a smile on his face and defended: Mr. is really joking, we don't know each other, and we have no grudges, how can we poison you! It's just a little waiter, it's a joke!

Wang Donghai smiled: Yes, since this wine is fine, you just drink it?

The waiter paused and said, "Okay then!" He took his glass and drank it down.

Then he said, "Sir, can you rest assured now?"

Wang Donghai nodded, "Okay." He pointed to the "gray shirt" and said, "And this friend's wine, you can also drink it, so that I can believe you." ”

The waiter's face changed abruptly, and he froze there.

Wang Donghai urged: Don't be stunned, drink!

The waiter suddenly pulled out the hidden short knife from under the tray, threw it away, and stabbed it at the "gray shirt".

Wang Donghai's eyes were fast, and he pressed the opponent's wrist with his left hand, and hit the waiter in the face with his right fist, and the waiter screamed "Ahh

The "gray shirt" was also unambiguous, he raised his right leg violently and kicked the waiter in the chest, the waiter fell to the ground, and the "gray shirt" stepped on the waiter's face again, and pressed it heavily with his leather shoes, and the waiter let out a scream......

The "gray shirt" lightened his weight a little, and the waiter stopped howling.

The "gray shirt" asked again: Tell me, who sent you?

The waiter stiffly refused to answer.

The "gray shirt" was so hard under his feet that the waiter fainted in pain.

The "gray shirt" quickly tucked the service under the bed.

"Gray Shirt" suddenly turned his head and said, "Thank you very much Brother Ren for saving my life, how did you know that the wine was poisonous?" ”

Wang Donghai said: "It's purely a coincidence, I overheard it when I went to the toilet, but I don't know who this waiter is, why did he assassinate you?"

"Gray Shirt" shook his head, and couldn't help but say: Fuxing Society, it must be Fuxing Society.

Wang Donghai asked puzzledly: Fuxing Society, what kind of organization is Fuxing Society?

The "gray shirt" shook his head and said no more.

Wang Donghai didn't want to ask any more, and the two of them sat quietly and looked out the window.

"Gray Shirt" suddenly turned his head to Wang Donghai and said, "You saved my life, you are my brother." Will you come with me? ”

Wang Donghai smiled lightly: "Now that this war is raging and the world is sinister, I can't just follow you without knowing it!"

"Gray Shirt" said solemnly: "Serve the country and go to the national disaster together!" ”

Wang Donghai listened with emotion: "Serving the country, I am worried that there is no way to serve the country?" ”

He hurriedly stood up and introduced himself and said, "Humble Wang Donghai, dare to ask Brother Taigui's surname?" ”

The "gray shirt" replied politely: "I, Ke Yiming." ”

The two hands are clasped together.

The train continued to roar forward.