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Li Jiting walked out of the strangely shaped Yaroslav train station, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Vodianova with special software, "Baby, my two cuties will be handed over to you to take care of, don't take your work too seriously, be lazy when you should be lazy, when you encounter something, don't be reckless, save your life, your dear boss will always pray for you." ”

After sending the text message, Li Jiting put the phone back in his pocket, looked at the splash of water that smashed on the marble floor of the square, muttered: "This damn rainy day....." and then ran towards the parking lot in the distance, there were few people in the Communist Youth League Square, and no one would notice the gentleman in a black slim suit, brown brogues and long wavy hair like an artist running in the rain.

If someone stares at him carefully, they will find a very strange scene, because the fine raindrops did not fall on him, there seems to be an invisible umbrella above his head, blocking the all-pervasive rainwater, and the most amazing thing is that even the shoes are the same, although the hand-made Italian leather shoes have stepped on countless splashes, but not a drop has splashed on the trousers and the shiny upper......

Li Jiting quickly ran through the Communist Youth League Square to the parking lot, got into his black Audi A4, took out his mobile phone and took a look, the message he sent to Vodianova showed that it had been read, but Vodianova did not reply to him with any messages, obviously still angry with him.

Li Jiting shook his head helplessly, knowing that this arrogant Russian girl actually wanted to take the 240 that would depart tomorrow, because most people thought that Shirkov, who was controlled by the Cao County people, would take the 240, but he arranged for Vodianova and the other two members of the Qianlong group to take the K20.

Li Jiting did not continue to send messages to Vodianova, nor did he start the car immediately, but took out another mobile phone, after entering his fingerprint and password, he began to look at the email, there were not many emails in the mailbox, only seven or eight, but each one was marked as important, he finished replying while reading one by one, put the mobile phone in the inner pocket of the suit, and then started the car to leave the Komsomol Square, which happened to be the moment when K20 departed, and the train like a long queue slowly drove out of the Yaroslav railway station and accelerated towards the east.

At this moment, Cheng Mo was looking at Moscow in the rain through the car window, and his heart was full of confusion and loneliness.

The windshield wiper was wandering tirelessly, Li Jiting glanced at the blue K20 in the distance through the glass, he seemed to see Cheng Mo's gaze that didn't know where to go, and said softly: "If you are greedy for stability, you will not be free, and if you want to be free, you will have to go through some dangers." There are only these two paths. Good luck my child. ”

The black Audi sped southeast and formed a herringbone with the train carrying nearly 1,000 people.

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The conductor Sergei Shakurov walked out of Napoleon VII's private room with a brown paper bag, his fat cheeks flushed, and he did not know whether it was because of the stuffiness of the carriage or because of nervousness, or because of the excitement of an unexpected large income, although he wiped the sweat from his forehead several times in the box, but to no avail, and his forehead was still covered with beads of sweat.

After a few steps, the conductor stuffed the brown paper bag into his jacket, clamped it under the armpit of his right hand, and inserted his right hand into his trouser pocket unnaturally, walked towards his single bedroom in the middle of the train, crossed the nine carriages and greeted several conductors absentmindedly, and he hurried towards his single room.

But he didn't know that his abnormality surprised all the conductors, because his groping pig hand unexpectedly didn't greet anyone.

The conductor, Sergei Shakurov, returned to his room, quickly locked the door and put the brown paper bag into the locked tin drawer, which usually houses the logbook.

Then he sat down on the bed with a sigh of relief and sent a message to Rasputin: "Monsieur Rasputin, I have followed your instructions and promised to help Prince Napoleon, and I hope that you will also be magnanimous and forgive some of the gambling debts I owe in Vladivostok." ”

A moment later, the conductor received a reply from Rasputin: "It's easy to talk about gambling debts, but remember to keep an eye on Prince Napoleon's actions, report to me as soon as there is any situation, if you dare to report to others first, I will immediately cut off your son's two hands, so that he can only use his feet for the rest of his life...."

"Don't, Mr. Rasputin, I promise to let you know anything as soon as possible. The conductor sent a text message back to Rasputin with his fat right hand, and several times he typed the wrong letters.

"I also have someone in the car, and he will look at you. ”

The conductor replied, "Don't worry", deleted all the text messages, and was just about to lie down in bed and rest for a while. There was a knock on the door in the room, and he straightened up and said, "Who?"

"Conductor, I!" replied softly in a deep voice.

Hearing this familiar and unfamiliar voice, the conductor couldn't help but shudder, quickly stood up and opened the door, looking at the fierce man standing in front of him with a beard and a scar on the right side of his face, the conductor's fat face was full of smiles, "Mr. Varuev, you just need to make a phone call, why did you come in person....."

If Rasputin is just a cunning and ferocious little fox, then Alexei Igor Varuev is really a cruel and murderous head wolf, he is the head of the training camp "Wolf Academy" set up by the Wild Wolf Gang in the Siberian training camp, and likes to call himself the vice principal, and the principal is naturally Andrei Pamoshev, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang.

The location of the Wild Wolf Academy is in a hidden position near the Arctic Circle in Siberia, specially recruiting retired special forces as instructors to train senior bodyguards and killers of the Wild Wolf Gang, due to the high difficulty of training, the mortality rate of the "Wild Wolf Academy" has been above 30%, which can be called hell on earth.

As a conductor of a train running on the Trans-Siberian Railway, he naturally met this "big man" who spoke out in the Siberian region, but the conductor Sergei Shakurov really did not expect that this vice-principal, who was known as a wolf accomplice and regarded human life as a mustard, would actually appear on his train.

Valuev didn't care about the conductor's fat body blocking the door, forced into the conductor's single room, pulled the door shut, and then put his arm around the conductor's shoulder and said: "Don't talk nonsense, who did you meet just now, what did you say, hurry up and explain honestly....."

The conductor felt that Valuev was still holding a cold folding knife on the upper right, and he cried out in his heart: "What the hell is today, why did all the big people run to the train I was in charge of? A Prince Napoleon is already incredible enough, how can even this killer star come..."I complained in my heart, but I hurriedly said respectfully and flatteringly: "Just now Prince Napoleon called me over, he had something stolen, and he suspected that the thief was on the train, so he asked for my help." ”

Valuev nodded and sneered: "Count you honest, you didn't lie....."

The conductor broke out in a cold sweat again, and at this time he also knew that these people must have come for what Napoleon had lost, so he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Mr. Varuyev, what happened to make you go out in person?"

Varuev smiled, "You still don't want to know...... The only thing you need to know is what's going on, who you've found, and let me know as soon as possible...."