Kudo nodded and said, "Thank you." He took the key, walked out of the store, and then unlocked the bicycle's chain. Ride forward. After a while, several large transport trucks were attached.
These large trucks are specially used to transport goods. They make a living on the dock and have not received any training at all. So it was very easy for Kudo to follow. In about ten minutes, we arrived at Warehouse Street not far away.
The cargo convoy soon entered the courtyard of a warehouse near the middle of Warehouse Street. Kudo parked the car at the door of a grocery store diagonally opposite, went in and pretended to buy a pack of cigarettes, and then said: " I'll make a call." He grabbed the receiver and dialed a few numbers, but missed a few.
Pretending to wait for news, Kudo turned sideways and lit a cigarette, but in fact he looked through the open door of the warehouse at the workers moving things inside.
"The line is busy. I'll call again later." Kudo said, putting down the receiver, still leaning sideways on the counter, looking diagonally across. After he figured out which warehouse the goods had been moved to, Kudo pretended to make a phone call again. Naturally, there was no connection, so in the end he just paid for a pack of cigarettes.
When he rode all the way back to the inn, he already had a baggage in his hand. It was filled with things he bought on the road, and in order to cover up, he also bought some cooked food and took them back to the inn. He returned the key to the counter, thanked him, and went directly back to his room on the second floor.
Then he passed through the window again and began to observe the situation on the freight dock. It has been calm, which is undoubtedly a good situation.
In this way, Kudo waited until Black Sky, reached for the food and drink he bought, and started chewing heavily. After eating everything, he took off his original clothes, then opened the baggage he brought back, changed into a navy blue work uniform, and put on a marching hat. Then he took another roll of rope and tied one end to the bed, then wrapped it around the window frame a few times, looked at the street under the window on the back street, and attached the rope to the rain drain next to it and put it down.
Seeing that it was almost time, Kudo tied the bag behind his back. I once again observed the situation through the window on the back street. I found an opportunity when no one was around, jumped up to the window, then hung my body on the window edge with both hands, and let go. It fell directly to the ground.
His action just now was to lower the height of his landing. After he landed, he touched the ground with his toes, bending his back and knees for cushioning. Therefore, there was almost no loud noise, so it naturally didn't attract anyone's attention.
After Kudo stood up, he immediately returned to his normal posture and walked out of the back street. Then, following his investigation during the day, he came directly to Warehouse Street along the road.
It was already late at this time, but there were still lights in some places on Warehouse Street, and there were even some noisy sounds. After all, there were ships that had just arrived, and the goods would still be transported here.
Fortunately, it was not close to his target, so when Kudo passed by the target, he patted the courtyard door three times with his hand. Then he pretended that nothing was wrong and continued walking forward. He quickly disappeared behind a tree on the opposite side and started observing.
These three knocks on the door, neither light nor heavy, are important. The first thing to test is whether there is anyone watching inside, or whether the guard is sleeping. Another point is whether there are dogs inside. If there is a dog, if you knock on the door three times like this, it will start barking anyway.
But now, there is no reaction inside. Kudo estimated that there must be no dogs inside. People don't know, maybe he was asleep, and he needed to bang on the door hard to attract the attention of the night watchman inside. This is undoubtedly my own gospel.
Kudo hid behind a tree and looked back and forth at the street. I found an opportunity and walked out.
In fact, distant lights will help you attract other people's attention. So after Kudo reached the destination again, he ran two steps suddenly, and then kicked on the wall two more steps. He stretched out his hand to hold the wall, and used both arms to hang himself on the wall.
I took a quick look at the movement in the yard, and there was no one there. So Kudo Kata's legs flipped up and landed in the yard. After scanning the surroundings again, he found nothing, so Kudo bent down and quickly came to the warehouse on the left.
There is a huge lock hanging on the door of the warehouse. Kudo did not rush to take out the lock-picking tool, but walked around the warehouse. When he turned to the back, he saw that there were arched glass windows higher up, but only one of them was left. Lowered the window frame.
Kudo couldn't help but feel happy when he saw this. In fact, no matter how big the lock in front was, it couldn't stop him. But being able to go in directly now is definitely better than opening a lock. Otherwise, if at this time, the night watchman came over and saw that the lock on the warehouse door was missing, he would inevitably have to do a lot of trouble.
Kudo jumped up again, grabbed the window frame, and used only the strength of his arms to hang himself up. He didn't want to leave footprints on the back wall, even if he had changed into flat shoes, he wanted to avoid this as much as possible.
He looked in through the glassless window. It was dark in the warehouse, and there couldn't be anyone there. After all, it was locked outside, so he jumped down.
He took out the flashlight from the bag on his back, turned it on, and started searching the warehouse.
Yes, I remembered correctly, this warehouse was indeed filled with that batch of wood and porcelain.
It was actually not easy for Kudo to find it. After all, when loading and unloading, they were all in piles. The mark he drew might be facing in that direction. It might be facing inward, or it might be blocked by other goods. This was all possible. .
Sure enough, after searching for a few times, he couldn't find the bundle of wood he had marked, so he could only change its position, and sometimes even had to toss it back and forth a few times to move the outer pile to another place to reveal it. Something behind.
Therefore, when looking for the bundle of wood that he marked, Kudo was very tired. It took more than an hour to find the wood cubes in the inner pile.
The marks I drew on the stone are still there, but they are lighter than when they were in Wuhan. Maybe the workers accidentally rubbed them during loading and unloading.
Kudo took a few breaths, turned the wooden box over, and forcefully pulled out the gun wrapped in the wooden box. This gun has been modified by Kudo, so the whole gun is not that long unless it is installed. Therefore, when workers are moving and lifting, it is impossible for workers to deliberately damage the deconstruction of bundles in order to facilitate transportation.
