Qian Wen continued to choose his prey.
Guests arrived one after another, and the banquet hall slowly became more and more lively. On the small temporary stage, a famous band was playing music, and a pro-Japanese female singer twisted her voluptuous figure, sang Japanese songs with beautiful voice and sincere emotions.
On the dance floor, men and women hugged each other and danced ballroom dance lightly and leisurely. The men looked at the royal crown, and the women looked at the elegant appearance.
Cheng Jinyun frowned and looked at Qian Wen, sipping a glass of wine with doubts.
She didn't know why Qian Wen had such an attitude, and was even a little indifferent. She also wanted to thank him. If it hadn't been for him at the Moonlight Bar last time, she might have been in trouble.
Also, she was very curious about how she was rescued. They were thirteen bloodthirsty wolfhounds numbered 76. I heard from Uncle Li that she was rescued by the other party before even a gunshot was fired in the Moonlight Bar.
Unable to figure it out, Cheng Jinyun tilted his head slightly and looked at Qian Wen through the crowd on the dance floor.
Qian Wen's side.
He felt Cheng Jinyun's gaze, because he was also paying close attention to him. The two have the same mission goal. In fact, working together is the best choice. However, Qian Wen has some methods that cannot be revealed in front of others. Cooperating with Cheng Jinyun will make him timid and greatly reduce his combat effectiveness.
Qian Wen is more suitable for the loner model.
Qian Wen is paying attention to when Cheng Jinyun will choose to act. If the other party chooses to act early and plans to sneak into the archives, Qian Wen cannot wait and has to act immediately, otherwise his plan may be disrupted. He doesn't like it. Passive feeling.
Fortunately, Cheng Jinyun has been quietly tasting the wine and observing silently, as if he has been looking for opportunities.
Qian Wen's eyes flickered and he began to think about whether he should go over and tell Cheng Jinyun to ask her to cooperate with him.
After thinking about it for a while, he gave up. He felt that he couldn't convince the other party and it was too troublesome to explain. It seemed that he had to give up part of his plan.
Qian Wen didn't want to wait any longer and was going to go to the second floor immediately and head to the filing room.
Originally, Qian Wen planned to take action after the high-level Japanese invaders arrived and gave a speech at the banquet. At that time, all the guests and the Japanese invaders would gather in the banquet hall and listen to the senior Japanese invaders detaining your chicken baby. It would be relatively safe at that time. , Qian Wen can quickly invade the archives room during this time period.
Now it seems that we need to act in advance.
Fortunately, the route to the second floor has been explored. If you be careful, it will be fine.
Qian Wen changed his glass of wine, rubbed his eyebrows, and looked like he had a headache. He wanted to go to the garden to get some fresh air, and strolled towards the garden outside the banquet hall.
Passing by the dance floor, Qian Wen glanced at a beautiful woman.
Tao Zi, a Japanese clerk, is dressed in a bright purple evening dress. She is graceful and fair-skinned.
This is the ticket chosen by Mingtai in the play, but Qian Wen directly asked Mingtou for help without using the beauty trick.
Qian Wen left the banquet hall with his mouth slightly raised and a humble smile on his face.
Compared with the scorching atmosphere in the banquet hall, the garden is a little deserted. It is still in the cold season and the weather is still slightly cool, especially now at night. The graceful and strapless ladies in evening gowns must be rare and beautiful. After meeting a graceful lady, a man will naturally not stand around acting like a gentleman under the cold night sky.
Of course, that's not all. There were also a few guests who might have thought the banquet hall was a bit noisy. They were counting stars in the garden with their male and female companions.
There were colored lights in the garden, and the presence of the lights dispersed the darkness. Qian Wen walked slowly all the way to a backlit place, a blind spot. He looked around and saw no one. Then he looked up, and above his head was the balcony of the first office on the second floor.
Qian Wen is going to go to the second floor from here.
After estimating the height, Qian Wen was confident that it would be a piece of cake and nothing could stop him.
Do you know parkour?
Yes, it’s the parkour that climbs over walls.
Qian Wen planned to use this unskilled skill to climb onto the balcony.
Qian Wen took half a step back, raised his hand slightly, and prepared... A long bamboo ladder appeared, three times five divided by two, Qian Wen parkoured onto the balcony, and when he retracted his hand, the bamboo ladder disappeared.
Qian Wen looked downstairs from the balcony and clapped his hands with satisfaction. Although he was not very skilled in parkour, he still landed perfectly and elegantly.
The glass and wooden door to the balcony was ajar and not locked on the inside, which was convenient for Qian Wen.
Because there was a banquet being held, the staff of the Japanese consulate got off work early today, either attending the banquet or going home.
It was dark in the office now, and Qian Wen could only see clearly what was going on in the room through the outside lights and moonlight.
This office belonged to the Political and Economic Department, and there was nothing Qian Wen needed in it. Qian Wen didn't intend to stay. With a flick of his hand, he found a clay pot and a pack of explosives in his hand, which he stuffed under the table.
Leave.
In that clay pot was flammable fuel prepared by Qian Wen. It would be used to blow up the Japanese consulate and burn it down. If it was to be blown into ashes, it would be impossible to leave even the ashes behind.
He bent down and put on special muffs on his feet, which were used to muffle noise.
He stood on tiptoes, soft and soft.
When walking, it can silence 70% of the noise, which is a very practical thing.
Opening the office door gently, there was an inaudible creak. Qian Wen poked his head out and looked around. There was no one in the corridor.
Quickly open the door, get out of the way, and close the door all at once.
Wei Wei identified her location, somewhere on the second floor, and then walked quietly to the left corner.
The Japanese consulate has a visa office, a political and economic office, a press and cultural office, an administrative office, an agricultural and trade office, a commercial office, and other department offices. The political and economic office is not far from the archives where Qian Wen is going, just around the corner. See.
Because a banquet was being held on the first floor, and all the passages were guarded. Except for the patrolling military police on the second floor, there was no one guarding the corridor at all times. It was empty and quiet at this moment.
Qian Wen's acuity was at its highest, he was careful and walked quickly in the corridor.
Turning a corner, Qian Wen saw the sign of the confidential room. Qian Wen smiled. The file room was next to the confidential room. The place was here.
There were no patrolling Japanese invaders in the corner corridor, so Qian Wen hurried to the stalls.
The journey went smoothly. Next to the confidential room, Qian Wen found the file room. A bright office sign hung on the wall, telling Qian Wen that you were looking for the right one.
He pushed the door gently, but it didn't open. As he expected, the door was locked.
Qian Wen took out the lockpicking tool, pointed it at the core of the lock, and tried to unlock it with his hands.
Three seconds later, the office door was unlocked, and Qian Wen quickly opened the door and stepped in. At this time, the patrolling military policeman walked through the corridor and continued his patrol work as if he did not hear any sound.
He whispered in his heart, "Baga, you know how to bully me. You are attending a banquet down below, but you let me work here!
My heart is greatly broken! "
Qian Wen entered the filing room and looked around. Apart from several safes over one meter high standing against the wall, the rest of the room were neat rows of wooden cabinets. The wooden cabinets were bookshelf style, but were made of a It consists of drawers, each drawer is numbered.
Qian Wen casually pulled out a drawer, which contained stacks of cowhide document bags. It seemed that they were all stored documents, but they were definitely not as important as the documents in the safe.
Qian Wen closed the drawn drawer and touched the wooden cabinet with his hand. With a snap, Qian Wen put the wooden cabinet containing countless documents away.
Then, Qian Wen continued to the next wooden cabinet without stopping.
Qian Wen didn't intend to just get a document. He wanted to empty out the archives of the Japanese consulate. There must not only be an important copy of the "Third Theater Force Deployment Plan", but also many other secrets. document.
They were planning to blow up this place, so Qian Wen did a good deed and saved it for the Japanese invaders.
Swish, swish, swish~~
Silently, the wooden cabinets used to store files in the filing room were put away one by one and disappeared into the office, as if they had never existed, leaving only the slight trace on the ground, which seemed to say that something existed. .
The rows of filing cabinets were soon finished. Qian Wen looked at the safe standing against the wall and patted it. It was very thick, strong and safe.
"Well, that's right, you will be used by me from now on."
No need to buy a safe.
With a touch of his hand, the safe under his hand disappeared, and then several other safes also disappeared.
Looking back, I saw that the stalls were much empty.
Qian Wen did not stay. The infiltration mission was completed this time. However, Qian Wen had no intention of retreating. He left a clay pot and a pack of explosives in the archives room and continued to invade the confidential room.
The confidential room is mainly responsible for the receipt, registration, circulation, distribution, and filing of documents from superiors.
There must be a lot of important information here. Qian Wen, the thief, will continue to move without losing anything.
If time permits, Qian Wendu plans to evacuate the Japanese consulate.
Qian Wen's dimensional space is as big as a standard football field. There is no pressure at all to install these things. Besides, Qian Wen also clears the inventory from time to time.
Qian Wen didn't have time to identify what was useful and what was not. One word, move, two words, move!
Finally, two gifts were left, a clay pot filled with flammable fuel and explosives.
Reciprocate courtesy and teach the little devil how to behave!
Oh, maybe he's a real ghost too.
File room, confidential room, visa office, business office...
As long as time allowed and there was no risk of exposure, Qian Wen would drop by and reciprocate.
When visiting the house, Qian Wen also encountered several patrols that he passed by. However, Qian Wen's "sixth sense" ability alerted him one by one, and he avoided them one by one. There were no dangers, and it was exciting.
Moving, moving, Qian Wen saw a sneaky figure in the corridor. He was wearing an evening dress and his smooth back was a bit eye-catching.
He was looking around for a certain office.
Qian Wen put on special silencer shoe covers and stuck them over silently.
"You are late."
A faint word came from behind, and Cheng Jinyun felt a chill rush from his tailbone to the back of his head, his face frightened.
A flash in my mind.
"Exposed."
There was no time to think too much, Cheng Jinyun's backhand was a scalpel, fast and accurate.
Halfway through the stabbing, he couldn't stab anymore. His wrists were tightly held, as if they were shackled, and it hurt.
"Keep your voice down, do you want to attract the patrolling military police?
Also, you have no other weapons except the scalpel? "
Qian Wen asked Cheng Jinyun to let her see clearly what he was doing, and then looked at the familiar scalpel and complained.
I know you are a nurse, but you don't have to use a scalpel to kill people. This is too ironic, although a weapon that can kill Japanese invaders is a good weapon.
Cheng Jinyun looked at Qian Wen, dazed, as if he was stupid.
Qian Wen waved in front of her and whispered, "Hey, wake up."
Qian Wen's response was Cheng Jinyun's fist, but Qian Wen caught it with quick eyes and hands.
"Are you sick?" Qian Wen asked doubtfully.
"Are you sick?" Cheng Jinyun said angrily, scaring people will scare them to death. Her blood was flowing backwards just now, and her blood pressure was about to become a fountain.
Qian Wen curled his lips, then turned to leave. He was ready to retreat, and the time for explosives had begun to count down.
His plan to take in senior Japanese officials seemed to be impossible to complete, but everything was not perfect. The task was successfully completed and Qian Wen was very satisfied with being able to blow up the Japanese consulate.
"Did you get something?"
Seeing that the direction Qian Wen was going was not the direction of the stalls, Cheng Jinyun hurriedly caught up and asked.
"Yes, I got it." Qian Wen nodded before Cheng Jinyun went to the stalls on the first floor and messed up his arrangements.
"Intelligence sharing." Cheng Jinyun said hurriedly.
"Okay, let your leader come." Qian Wen did not refuse, he had a red heart.
Cheng Jinyun gritted his teeth, did he think she was a little kid?
"Okay." Cheng Jinyun responded without any emotion.
He didn't know where Qian Wen was going, but he must have evacuated after getting the documents, so Cheng Jinyun followed silently.
And looked curiously at the muffs on Qian Wen's feet.
Qian Wen didn't chase anyone away, he wasn't that stingy.
Just for resisting Japan, she is a heroine.
It's still the same office he came from. This time Cheng Jinyun is here. Qian Wen can't use his parkour for fear of scaring him.
On the edge of the balcony, after making sure that there was no one nearby downstairs, Qian Wen and Cheng Jinyun held hands. Cheng Jinyun climbed out of the balcony. Qian Wen pulled hard and turned his hands into a rope to slowly let Cheng Jinyun to the garden on the first floor. After Cheng Jinyun landed safely, Qian Wen directly Jump down and land steadily.
"How do you leave?"
It was already a garden and he would meet guests at any time. Cheng Jinyun naturally took Qian Wen's arm, put on a smile and asked.
Coincidentally, at this time, a man and a woman who were so intimate that they were almost touching each other came to this backlit place. They were stunned when they saw Qian Wen. Then the man smiled at Qian Wen ambiguously, and Qian Wen smiled. Men know what men look like.
Passing by each other, he and Cheng Jinyun left here.
"You go first, as soon as possible, this place is about to explode, don't destroy you." Qian Wen said.
Cheng Jinyun looked at Qian Wen in shock, "You want to blow up the Japanese consulate?"
If it really succeeds, it will be a slap in the face to the Japanese invaders, and it will simply inspire the hearts of the Chinese people.
"Well, let's go quickly."
Cheng Jinyun looked at Qian Wen's face, frowned and said, "Your disguise is really ugly."
Qian Wen, "..."
You are free!
Qian Wen turned around and left. He wanted to secretly arrange explosives and clay pots around the Japanese consulate building and in the corners, and blow it up into ashes.
Cheng Jinyun paused, watched Qian Wen disappear, and then quickly retreated according to his plan.
On Qian Wen's side, explosives and clay pots were carefully arranged.
There are many guests today, and there will be many people walking around the garden and building. Qian Wen can't be as blatant as on the second floor and just hide the explosives carelessly.
Therefore, the place chosen to place the gift is very secretive and difficult to find.
The night is Qian Wen's good helper. It is relatively easy to hide things under the cover of night.
The garden was quickly arranged, and Qian Wen returned to the banquet hall. His eyes lit up. A senior Japanese official had arrived. The title on his shoulder was that of a lieutenant general, which made Qian Wen salivate.
It would be great if this could be contained.
Qian Wen has given up on the containment plan and does not choose to commit suicide.
Next to the Japanese Lieutenant General was Nantian Yoko, who was in the extra-high school class, and behind him was a group of pug-like traitors.
"Blow you to death!"
Qian Wen thought to himself, took a glass of wine from the banquet waiter's tray, silently walked to the long dining table in the banquet hall, paused slightly, and then continued to the next one.
The dining tables are all covered with patterned white tablecloths, which reach down to the floor, just enough to cover the gifts sent by Qian Wen.
It's really convenient to have a dimensional space, otherwise Qian Wen would not dare to be so arrogant and arrange explosives under the heavy eyes of the Japanese invaders.
Because there are many people and guests, and there are also many people in the special high school, Qian Wen doesn't want to be too conspicuous and cause him to be unable to retreat. It would be too unworthy to die with the beasts, so he placed gifts in the banquet hall They were placed in three places, packed in wooden boxes, with large amounts of ammunition prepared in advance, enough to send these people back to the west.
After arranging the gifts, he looked at his watch and saw that it was almost time to withdraw. Qian Wen looked at the Japanese lieutenant general with regret, then stuffed a piece of soap into his mouth and chewed hard.
Qian Wen didn't know how Cheng Jinyun arranged the retreat route. Anyway, he was asking the Japanese invaders to send him out.
Dark under the lamp.
It is also the fastest way to evacuate.
Soon, Qian Wen began to foam at the mouth, his nerves exploded, his neck and face were as red as blood, he stumbled and crashed into the dance floor.
“Uh uh uh~~
Help! "Qian Wen said in difficult Japanese.
(Translation: Help!)
At the same time, I thought silently in my mind, 'One lucky minute'.
Lift up Lady Luck's skirt.
