Chapter 1183 Sleep

Style: Historical Author: rock hermitWords: 1984Update Time: 24/01/11 09:43:10
Fan Keqin immediately moved the guns in the original suitcase to the new suitcase. He also placed the box of bullets in the gap. Then he locked the original suitcase in the cabinet under the desk.

Carrying the suitcase, he walked out the door. Fan Keqin first bought a small bottle of sleeping pills in the drugstore. Then he went directly to Lu Suiyun's hospital, took the thermometer, and chatted with Lu Suiyun for a while. It wasn't until a patient came to the door that Fan Keqin said goodbye and walked out.

Soon Fan Keqin drove to Xindong District. There were several factories and many people working here. As the war continues to this day, more and more people have come to Chongqing, which has led to the continuous expansion of the city. Some of the equipment and factories at the front were also transferred to the local area.

Fan Keqin wandered around and selected a watch factory opened by the Germans during the early Sino-German cooperation period. Of course, it is impossible to make a watch, but to process semi-finished products into finished products. Still not a big problem. They also came here with the evacuation from the front.

Fan Keqin parked his car in front of a bun shop on a nearby street, found a corner seat, ordered a few buns, and started eating and drinking.

When no one was paying attention, he took out five pieces of sleeping pills, crushed them into powder with a porcelain spoon. Repeat the grinding to be as detailed as possible. Then feel it gently with your hands. If there is any graininess, crush it again. Then he took out the rest of the pills from the medicine bottle and put them in his pocket, put the powder in, asked the shopkeeper for some cold boiled water, and poured the water into the medicine bottle. Tighten the lid and put it in your pocket.

After checking out the bun shop and wandering around the area, Fan Keqin already knew that the factories here usually don't get off work until seven o'clock in the evening. The next day, I started work at seven o'clock and had a twelve-hour working day.

But people here are still rushing to work in the factory. But sometimes the factory also works overtime, and there will definitely be no one there after ten o'clock.

Sit in the car and observe the situation of the watch factory across the road through the car window. In fact, this factory is not big, covering an area of ​​maybe just over a thousand square meters. At this time, the factory door is open, and you can see a small bungalow on the left side of the door.

Throughout the afternoon, a man in his fifties or nearly sixty years old came in and out of this bungalow three times. Once he came out to fetch water. Another time, I came out and said something to a person who was about to enter the factory. Another time, right now, a woman about his age was carrying a basket in her hand, bringing something to him.

From Fan Keqin's position, he couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, but he could tell from his facial expressions and behavior. Most likely it's this man's wife, bringing him food or something.

Very good, this shows that this man is the gatekeeper of this factory. And he was the only one in the bungalow all afternoon, which meant that he was the only one looking at the door, and no one else. Judging from the woman who might be delivering food, this man also works the night shift or something.

After looking at his watch, Fan Keqin drove his car to a restaurant a few streets away, ordered two dishes, and started eating and drinking. This time he ate leisurely, and it took almost forty minutes to finish the battle. Pay and walk out the door.

When he returned to his original position without getting out of the car, Fan Keqin took the medicine bottle over and checked the lid. It was still tight and the medicine inside was not spilled.

Fan Keqin looked carefully inside the medicine bottle and found that some slightly larger particles were still not dissolved. So he started shaking the bottle.

It was probably around eight o'clock in the evening, and it was getting dark. They must have worked overtime today, so the workers inside came out one after another. After no more people came out, about half an hour passed, and it was half past eight. Fan Keqin saw the man watching the door wandering out of the bungalow. He also held a flashlight in his hand and a keychain in his right hand, closing the door.

Fan Keqin opened the car window and listened carefully. After a few slamming sounds of the door locking, he calmed down. Look around and see no one around. He immediately got out of the car. When he arrived at the door, he listened attentively again. Just listen to the soft sound of the keychain colliding inside, coming from the front right. Well, the other party didn't go back to his bungalow. Maybe after get off work, the janitor wanted to check if anyone was still in the factory and go around.

Fan Keqin looked around again, but there happened to be no one. He jumped up with all his strength on his legs, put his hands on the wall, and looked in through his exposed eyes. Well, there's no one inside either. It is estimated that the janitor has entered the workshop.

He no longer hesitated, jumped into the courtyard with his legs floating, and quickly entered the bungalow. Sure enough, here is the concierge guarding the door. Inside the house, a broken wooden bed was in the corner. There is an old table and a wooden chair at the window facing the door.

At this time, the basket that the woman gave him was placed on the right side of the table. There was also a water glass in the middle of the table, which contained more than half a glass of water.

Fan Keqin immediately unscrewed the lid of the cup, then took out the medicine bottle and poured the contents into it carefully. But only four-fifths of the amount was poured. Because he was afraid that the incompletely dissolved medicinal residue would be poured in, so if he only poured four-fifths of it, there would be nothing left. If there was any medicinal residue, he would not pour it into the other party's cup.

He twisted the medicine bottle and put it into his pocket. Then Fan Keqin immediately tightened the lid of the other party's cup and shook it vigorously again. He turned around and walked out quickly, flew out of the wall and jumped out again.

I followed him back to the car, started it, and drove the car to the intersection on the other side. I lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly.

That's it, Fan Keqin waited until about half past eleven, put the bag in the passenger's handbag, and also took the candle he bought when he came. Carrying the suitcase, I got out of the car.

This time Fan Keqin did not climb over the wall at the door. Previously, he was trying to gain time and complete the work of administering the medicine without letting the other party turn around. There was no need for it now. I found a hidden location in the northeast corner. After checking that there was no one around, I climbed over the wall and jumped in.

After his feet landed on the ground, Fan Keqin tiptoed and followed the wall to the concierge at the gate again. There was no light inside, so he stuck an eye out of the window and looked inside.

It's dark outside and dark inside, so you can see clearly what's going on inside the house by sticking it to the glass. Sure enough, the janitor was lying on the bed, breathing evenly. Fan Keqin felt relieved when he saw this, turned around, opened the door, and walked in generously.