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As soon as the girl went out, the prince came to greet her:
"Mr. Li, can this person speak his mind?"
"True or false." Li Siya snorted coldly, "There are some things that I can't prove, so I have to let him say it."
"Give him a hard time, that's all."
"Not on the flower boat," Li Siya objected. "There are too many people, and the place is small. The howling of ghosts and wolves will be exposed in the wind immediately. We have to change the place and torture again."
"Okay, little one, let's do it right now."
"What happens after the confession comes out is up to your brothers. If you want to keep someone who has regressed, don't make him suffer too much; it's best to deal with it cleanly. Let's die without any evidence."
"I understand." Wang Tou knew that she was tempted to kill and silence her.
"The news is sent to the old place that I will stay in Guangzhou for a while." She greeted, "Let's go." Another figure of Pingting came out of the darkness, wrapped in a black cloak. The two of them jumped ashore, and quickly Disappear into darkness.
After a long time, two friends walked out of the cabin: "Prince Wang, us?"
"Hmph, how can you not eat the fat meat you got?" Wang Tou'er spat into the water to show his contempt, "She is the oldest one, but she is just an errand boy for the boss."
"The matter of moving..."
"Move your ass, what does this girl know? Howl like ghosts and wolves? Put the boat out and find a fork in the wild water to ask slowly. No one can hear the ten tortures of the Ming Dynasty."
"Are there any of the top ten tortures of the Ming Dynasty?" the young minion looked confused.
His accomplices knew that he actually felt sorry for his family members, and he was also attached to his sweetheart on the boat, hoping that his wealth would not go to outsiders.
But it’s true that this place is crowded with people. Lifting up is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. You need to be more vigilant. After thinking for a moment, he ordered a few of his subordinates:
"The man is still hiding in Qing Yan's boat. Ma San and Xiao Zhao go and watch him."
Then two more hidden sentries were arranged to control the main entrance and exit respectively. One of the gangsters was good at throwing knives and could hit hundreds of hits within twenty steps. He was placed closest to the flower boat - if someone really came to save the ticket, the flying knives with both hands could kill at least one or two people. This time was enough for Ma San to row the boat out.
The enemy might also come from the water, so he spent his greatest resource - a rifleman placed on the back of the boat - from a commanding position, which could be suppressed by the water banks within a hundred steps around.
No matter how much face you have, Mr. Gao, no matter how much money you have, no matter how fast you are on horseback or in the escort agency, you are still a scum in front of the sharp archer! The king thought proudly that this foot archer was a deserter, but he had good archery skills, accurate shooting, and fast shooting. He spent a lot of money to hire them through the city's idlers.
Mr. Wang is not stingy with money at all - in the end, it is not the person who pays for the redemption, so why should he save money for others. Three secret sentries and two people watching the votes each gave 10 taels first, and promised that after the ransom was obtained, each of them would receive 50 taels. He also gave fifty taels to the junk on the boat who was the bodyguard of the brothel and casino. The group of roosters and dog thieves were suddenly full of energy and gearing up.
The liaison officer who was dispatched to monitor Haopan Street's informants is back. This is the system set by Wang Tou: two reports every day, morning and evening, to report on the movements of the Gao family and Haishang's house.
"What's the movement?"
"Nothing unusual. The Gao family is very busy. There are many people coming in and out, but no one goes to the government or the escort agency. I have inquired, they want to pick up a distinguished guest from the capital."
"Where's the Australian maritime business?"
"There's no movement from the outside. But..."
"What?"
"They set off firecrackers for most of the day today!"
"It has been found out," Ran Yao once again stood in front of the erected large table, except that the lime cake was replaced by a piece of real chalk, "our beloved Chairman Wen was hidden in Baietan and Zidi No. 4 On the flower boat, the name is 'Huanzhu'."
A few people headed by Bei Wei were looking at Ran Yao and the table in silence. On a large painting table behind them, there are several walkie-talkie chargers being charged. A 19-inch LCD monitor is playing nearly 10 pictures taken by the camera continuously. The ground of the table is full of chassis and battery packs. and a tangled mess of wires. The air was heated very hot. Xiao Zishan, who was in charge of watching the camera during his shift, was only wearing an old man's sweatshirt and was still sweating.
An enlarged and printed digital photo was stuck on the rosewood table with double-sided tape. This kind of flower boat is wide and flat, with a high stern, a large oar at the back, and two small oars at the bow, making it easier to move forward and backward in narrow waters. The ship is beautifully decorated with carved beams and paintings.
Regardless of size, the flower boat has three parts: the head cabin, the middle cabin and the stern. The middle cabin is the largest, accounting for about half of the size of the boat. It has curtains on all sides and is very private. According to speculation, Mr. Wen is probably hidden here.
There were five permanent residents on the boat: the madam, two prostitutes, the handyman and the fork bearer.
"According to the situation detected by the Qiwei Escort Bureau, this flower boat has been hanging out with a sign saying thank you since the 20th of last month, saying that someone was chartering the boat. In the past ten days, several people have been coming and going frequently. Although these people can speak the vernacular , but they are not locals. Some people heard them speaking to each other with Southern Fujian accents.
"Except for a man surnamed Wang, no one else stayed on the boat overnight. The suspect surnamed Wang went out early in the morning every day and did not return until late in the evening.
"Three days ago, that is, the day Mr. Wen disappeared, these people have disappeared, but the sign of the chartered boat has not been taken down, and the food and vegetables delivered every day are not lacking. Yesterday, someone saw the old man on the boat. "The prostitute was showing off a small shiny object. From the escort's description, we thought it was a nail clipper."
"Nail clippers?"
"Yes, a small Wuyang plastic nail clipper. In the list of lost items, it should be... Xiao Zishan's thing.
"There is one more thing that can be used as evidence." He posted a new digital photo. "Based on the identification of the people who appeared around the boat one by one in the past two days, this person was the person we visited at the Haopan Street Teahouse on the day of the incident. Suspicious person captured on camera.”
Since the Wei Escort Bureau was very efficient in notifying Mr. Wen that he was likely to be hidden on the flower boat in Baietan two days ago, Ran Yao and Bei Wei were accompanied by Zhao Chang and used the procession of sedans holding the female family members as cover. Tan conducted long-term field surveillance and filming. Got a lot of information. After reconnaissance, they determined that the news from Qiwei Escort Bureau was reliable.
Without further ado, I decided to take action immediately. At present, the letter of redemption has not come, and the situation is stable. Once the bandits change places, it will be difficult to investigate again. The operation was led by Ran Yao, with three people from the sports team plus Lin Shenhe, and the Qiwei Escort Bureau also dispatched several escorts to help.
The plan is that Lin Shenhe will be responsible for suppressing the battlefield with small-caliber rifles. The sports team will attack in two groups. Ran Yao's group will attack the flower boat head-on from the embankment, and Bei Wei will lead another group in a rowing boat to intercept its escape from the water. retreat. Once they succeed, all the soldiers will be picked up and evacuated from the embankment by escorts. The reason why they did not retreat from the water was because the Dan family were proficient in water and good at handling boats. If the Chuan family came after them, they might not be their opponents.
The time was chosen to start at 5:30. The travelers had already found out clearly about Bai Etan's schedule: in this season, the flower boat business would not start until after six o'clock. There were not many pedestrians before this; it was still bright and the view was unobstructed. After winning, everyone rushed to retreat into the city before the city gate closed. If the bandit is outside the city, it will be impossible to enter the city. If it is inside the city, the news will not be transmitted in such a short period of time - ancient communication basically relied on people walking on two legs to convey messages. Traveling has natural advantages in this regard.
"Wouldn't it be better to do it after dark? We have night vision goggles, but they are just blind."
"The city gates are closed after dark. If we deal with them outside the city as strangers, we may not be able to prevail. Night blindness in the Ming Dynasty may not be as common as imagined."
The plan is in place and everyone prepares separately. Everyone wore a stab-proof vest, and emergency inflatable life belts were provided in case of falling into the water. The four members of the assault team wore steel helmets, goggles, combat boots, and stab-proof gloves, all of which were protected to the level of teeth. In order to cover people's ears and eyes, they wear a cloth cloak with a hood.
Wang Gong stayed at his home, equipped with five branches and one branch. Xiao Zishan is responsible for staying with the accompanying escorts and controlling the walkie-talkie as a correspondent. Everyone is equipped with a walkie-talkie and can be contacted at any time.
After lunch, Lin Shenhe said a few words to Xiao Zishan, and Xiao Zishan nodded and went out. He carried the Emei brand small-caliber rifle and disassembled it on the table. This is a very excellent domestic sports rifle. This one is the em751 self-selected rifle with a 5.6 mm caliber. If equipped with a 4x optical sight, it can hit the human body within 2oo meters with confidence.
However, although he had played with many guns abroad, he had no feel for this rifle - to ensure that he could shoot accurately, he had to do some test firings.
Although the gun is old, it is well maintained. Lin Shenhe was decomposing and wiping the gun. As he was working, Bei Wei turned around from the front and saw him cleaning the gun. He swallowed what he wanted to say and just watched silently.
It wasn't until he reassembled the gun that he spoke:
"Xiao Lin," he hesitated, as if he didn't know how to speak, "you are a sniper..."
"What, are you afraid that I can't do it?" Lin Shenhe didn't care. He raised the gun and made several shoulder movements.
"Yeah. I know you have shot more guns in the United States than I have ever seen. When it comes to light weapons, they come in sets." Bei Wei hesitated, "But you have never been a soldier, with real swords and guns." Going to the battlefield is different from shooting at the shooting range." He took a breath, "Logically, I should be the sniper myself, and there are not enough people in the assault team."
"Don't worry." Lin Shenhe put down the rifle and said without further explanation, "Will you accompany me to inspect the rifle?" He said and handed him a telescope.
Bei Wei took the telescope with doubts. The shooting range for the gun test is located in the preparation alley next to the courtyard. The high walls, deep alleys, and closed narrow environment are ideal for shooting. Xiao Zishan had already measured the distance of 50 meters inside with a tape measure, and also posted a paper target on the wall.
Lin Shenhe took a kneeling position to shoot at the 50-meter shooting line, adjusted the shooting scale, loaded the bullet, and turned off the shooting safety. Put the heel of your right foot under your hip to maintain stability, place your right knee on the ground, and adjust your whole body's shooting posture.
The 4x optical sight on the rifle clearly reflected the center of the target in front of my eyes, and there was no wind at all at this time. The crackling sound of messy firecrackers and cannonballs came from the yard-this was to cover up his test firing. He could barely hear it, he could only feel his pulse pulsing slightly, and the extremely small trembling of the muscles could be clearly reflected in the scope - the black bullseye was swaying slightly and rhythmically with the trembling of the muscles.
He held his breath and pulled the trigger during the second when his breathing was still.
The recoil of the bullet is smaller than expected, and the small-caliber rifle has a special butt cushion. Lin Shenhe, who is used to all kinds of small weapons, can hardly feel it.
Bei Wei raised the telescope, looked at it and shook his head. The bullet hit the target between 7 o'clock and 8 o'clock. Although it hit the target, it was less than 4 rings.
Only 4 rings were shot at a distance of 50 meters. At a distance of 200 meters, the bullets might have flown to nowhere.
Lin Shenhe did not move, nor did he immediately withdraw the shell. This was to maintain the temperature of the barrel to improve accuracy. After reloading, he shot again, this time up to 2 rings, and then he shot a third time, hitting 8 rings.
Starting from the fourth bullet, the impact point stabilized, and the three bullets in a row almost all hit the 8th ring. He revised the scale again, and the next five shots were in the 1o ring.
"This should be enough." Lin Shenhe looked at the ammunition in the bullet box. There were not many 5.6 bullets left. Originally he wanted to hit another 1o.
"The marksmanship is good." Bei Wei simply commented, "The people on the battlefield are being beaten. Can you do it?"
"Why can't I get down?" A strange smile appeared on his face, "I often hunt."
