Commander Ma was startled and was about to reach for the pistol at his waist when he was tapped on his left shoulder. He turned right as if conditioned by reflex.
When I turned around, I saw that it was Lao Li who was wearing a navy blue but slightly blurry night jacket!
As a professional, Lao Li would not wear the conspicuous black night clothes in movies.
"Damn it, can't you talk properly?" Chief Ma said angrily.
"Yes, I was too anxious." Lao Li apologized quickly.
How did Lao Li get in?
No, when the enthusiastic vegetable seller was loading the truck, Lao Li, who was very skilled, got under the truck in no time. Since he had observed in advance that the roads at the Jiazi Warehouse on Baishi Town Road were all flat dirt roads, he could just hang on the Japanese September 4th. Of course, the truck chassis has limited space and can only carry one person, and although Lao Li is very skilled, he is still made of flesh and blood. He just happened to prepare stainless steel hooks and guards during the day's preparation period. If you don't have to hang on the truck bed with two hands for more than half an hour, you are overthinking it.
As for Chief Ma, he had no choice but to hide in the vegetable basket. Firstly, the chassis only had so much space and could not accommodate two people. Secondly, there were two eggs. Oh no, it was too risky for two people to stay together.
After taking off the baggage from the bottom of the car, the two of them distributed the tools.
Lao Li was about to act according to the planned plan, but was stopped by Chief Ma.
"Wait a minute," Chief Ma took out some rotten vegetable leaves, and then went to the kitchen to find some plant ash, soap locust, garlic... everything was mixed together, and the taste was very touching.
"What are you doing?" Lao Li was a little confused.
"Just wipe it, don't wipe it all over your body, just your clothes, arms, legs, feet... that's about all." Ma Xiaoguang ordered as he did so.
"These strong-smelling things are from here and can avoid the dog's nose." Ma Xiaoguang added.
Lao Li is a kind man and cannot treat the fat man like that.
"I took a look, and there happened to be a pile of coal and a pile of firewood next to this room. Let's divide the troops into two groups. Don't make too many moves. Just understand the terrain and investigate the situation. Don't alert the Japanese. In addition, there are four more It will be dawn in about ten minutes, don't worry, you will come back after a while to investigate, and we will talk about it in the evening." Ma Xiaoguang warned carefully.
Split up.
Lao Li explored along the north side from east to west, while Ma Xiaoguang went south.
Most of the buildings here are warehouse-like bungalows. They are all larger in rows. There are about ten buildings on one side. It looks like it is a base converted from a warehouse area.
The warehouses in this base have been transformed into dormitories, classrooms, training halls, and even shooting ranges... Most of them still play their original role - warehouses. As for what is inside, don't worry, Commander Ma, he will know it sooner or later.
Half an hour passed quickly, and it was almost dawn.
The two returned to the woodpile behind the kitchen and stayed there quietly.
It was a long day, from morning to noon and into the evening.
The two of them drank as much water as possible and ate as little as possible. They tried a small piece of compressed biscuit. They couldn't eat or drink at all. Otherwise, they would be starved and fainted throughout the whole day. How could they move at night.
Night fell slowly again.
Some of the people who had been noisy all day in the warehouse area were asleep, while others were not.
The two carefully brought their equipment, covered their heads and faces, and acted separately. Lao Li surveyed and mapped, and Ma Xiaoguang investigated key targets.
In some warehouses, which should be training halls, the lights are turned off at night...
Some of them should be warehouses, and they are also dark...
"...There are five main ways to determine whether you are being followed: listen, stop, observe, turn around and walk back..."
There are still classes in this classroom at night! The most annoying thing is that it’s in Chinese!
"Mom, the Japanese are really bad. They are still trying to do bad things at night..." Chief Ma cursed in his heart.
Not interested in listening to the Japanese instructor's lecture, Ma Xiaoguang rushed to the next warehouse.
Carefully avoid the night guards and check each room.
We came to a small warehouse in the center of the warehouse area. The doors and windows of this warehouse were all equipped with iron bars. Unless you knew the legendary clavicle technique, it would be impossible to climb in through the window. The door was also an iron door, and there were more than one lock. , there is nothing we can do, there is a window at the door, and there should be guards on duty inside.
Fortunately, I was prepared in advance and deduced various scenarios with Lao Li. I went around to the back of the house and took out the fine steel to make the flying tiger claws. I only heard a soft "click" sound and waited for a few more breaths. Without alerting the guards, Ma Xiaoguang pulled hard a few times to make sure that the flying tiger's claws had firmly grasped the top of the roof. He pulled the rope and jumped up to the roof.
Judging from the roof, the roof of this warehouse is made of French tiles. There should be prefabricated cement floor slabs underneath. Unlike Chinese tiles, these tiles are very strong on the roof and cannot be removed, but there must be a lot of movement. , it seems that Jiewa is no longer possible.
Looking over again, I was lucky. There was a dormer window for ventilation next to the roof ridge. After some observation, I initially judged that the dormer window should be connected to a vent, or it could be the attic.
After lying on the roof and looking at the four watchtowers to make sure that no guards were paying attention to the roof, Ma Xiaoguang took out a screwdriver from his bag, gently unscrewed the bolts at the four corners, took out the shutters of the dormer window, and then gently lowered them.
After all these actions, Ma Xiaoguang was already sweating, even though the spring night was still cool.
After carefully checking his equipment and the surrounding situation, Ma Xiaoguang climbed into the dormer window.
When his feet landed lightly, there was a hard and solid feeling - it was a cement prefabricated board, which should be a layer added under the roof of the original warehouse. The dormer window was right next to a ventilation opening. Ma Xiaoguang felt reassured. , took out the flashlight and turned it on. There was only a beam of light in the dark place in front of him. From time to time, a small black shadow came through. It was a common animal in the dark - a mouse. Since there were mice, it proved that there was basically no one coming up there. For the time being, it was It was safe, Ma Xiaoguang felt a little at ease.
Moving forward along the ventilation duct, he slowly climbed around the roof of the warehouse. Looking through each vent, Ma Xiaoguang had a general understanding of the location of each part of the warehouse. Next to the door was a temporary room similar to the one on duty in later generations. Behind the door is an iron door. Behind the iron door is a corridor. On both sides of the corridor are several cubicles, which is the layout of the office.
Every office door is locked, and it is unrealistic to pick the locks and open the doors one by one. Ma Xiaoguang remembered that Edmond Rocca, the father of forensics, said: "Everyone who walks through will leave traces." He was self-aware and asked himself I don't have the ability to walk in the snow without a trace, and I can't guarantee that I can eliminate the traces I left. I can only try to reduce the chance of exposure. This operation is different from the last time I robbed the warehouse of a foreign company. This time it is a secret investigation, although there is no guarantee that it will be complete. No trace, at least try to avoid it.
The general situation of each office on both sides of the corridor is similar, except that the innermost one is at the end of the corridor. There is a slightly larger office with a small wooden sign on it saying "President's Office". If you want to catch a big fish, it seems that you will explore this today. "President's Room".
After groping for the ventilation duct, he came to the top of the "President's Room" and looked down through the ventilation window. There was no light on below. He held his breath and listened carefully for a few minutes to make sure that there was no one below and that the guards had not been alerted. Ma Xiaoguang Tools were taken out.
I gently unscrewed the four-corner bolts of the ventilation window, and after groping carefully, I found that there were no other mechanisms or settings. I gently held my breath and lifted the ventilation window, and then removed it.
Without jumping down in a hurry, Ma Xiaoguang checked his gloves, then put sewn cloth shoe covers on his shoes, and then covered the flashlight with gauze to reduce light scattering.
After once again confirming that it was safe, Ma Xiaoguang grabbed the cement prefabricated floor with both hands and landed lightly on the ground with his feet, making almost no sound.
Ma Xiaoguang waited for about a minute with his waist bent, making sure that the guards were not alerted. Ma Xiaoguang began to search the "president's room" carefully.
On the left side of the office is a double window with double iron bars. The outer layer is made of frosted glass and the inner layer is ordinary flat glass. This ensures that the outside cannot see inside when necessary, but the inside can observe the window at any time.
Next to the window is a simple Japanese-style sofa. There is not much dust. It looks like it is often used.
The wall on the right and behind is obviously thickened, maybe there are layers between them - Ma Xiaoguang secretly guessed. In front of the right and rear walls are two huge bookshelves filled with various books.
Directly in front is the office door. The heavy wooden door has been locked with a key. Unless you have the key, you can neither get out nor get in.
In the center of the office is a large desk with many documents and furnishings on it. The furnishings are no different from ordinary office desks.
Veteran agents will leave secret notes on private places such as their offices and residences. Unless they move, they will leave traces. Therefore, Ma Xiaoguang did not touch any furnishings in the office after jumping from the ceiling.
It was impossible not to move at all, otherwise all the efforts would be in vain. Ma Xiaoguang looked carefully and slowly approached the desk.
On the left side of the desk are piles of documents about one foot high. Judging from the covers, most of them are business documents related to "Tongyuan Yangxing".
In the upper left corner of the table is a copper lamp with a green shade that was common during the Republic of China. Directly in front is a pen holder. In the upper right corner is a photo. There was nothing surprising about this photo, but a familiar face in the photo caught his attention— —Fan Zhenbang!
There are three people in the photo. Fan Zhenbang is on the right. In the middle is a middle-aged man with a medium build, a narrow face, and a pale face. He is wearing a suit and holding a cane in his hand. On the left is a tall middle-aged man, also wearing a The suit has no other obvious features.
Ma Xiaoguang thought secretly for a while, and seemed to have some understanding, but also seemed to be trapped in a puzzle...
The situation was urgent and there was no more time to think. Ma Xiaoguang took out a black cloth, covered the photo and flashlight, took out his portable camera, and took a photo of the photo.
After taking the photo, I carefully put away the camera, put on the flashlight, and hid it with a black cloth. I carefully recalled my actions again, and continued my search after making sure that nothing had been moved.
On the left side of the table is a stack of blank manuscript paper. On the surface, there is nothing special about it, but when you look closer, you find that there are marks of pen writing on it.
Ma Xiaoguang carefully tore off a piece of manuscript paper from the end, took out the pencil on his body, and rubbed the words. Without having time to look carefully, he returned the manuscript paper to its original position and placed the rubbing paper close to his body.
He couldn't stay too long, Ma Xiaoguang said to himself. Because the light was too dark, the camera couldn't take pictures of the entire office. Ma Xiaoguang could only carefully observe the fabric of the office again and prepare to draw it when he goes back. This is the safest The method is not to alarm the owner here, otherwise all your troubles will be in vain.
He jumped up to the ceiling with a slight jump, and carefully installed the ventilation window. After making sure that there were no more mistakes, Ma Xiaoguang quickly climbed out of the dormer window. Before climbing out, he was not careless and paid special attention to the diagonal door. The dormer window watchtower, fortunately this is the suburbs, and it is not two years later. The Japanese did not install searchlights, and the tower guards did not pay special attention to the roof here.
After installing the ventilation window, a few people jumped quickly and lightly. Ma Xiaoguang landed gently along the rope. The moment he landed, he felt that his whole body was almost exhausted. He held his hands on the cement wall of the warehouse to steady his mind.
After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he calmed his breathing on the spot. Ma Xiaoguang continued to explore. The next warehouse was some dormitories, fighting rooms, shooting ranges, etc. There were not many surprising things. Ma Xiaoguang used a pencil on the sketch that Lao Li gave him. Marked them one by one.
Time passed quickly, and it was 3 o'clock in the morning. I carefully and skillfully returned to the firewood pile, and saw that Lao Li was already there and drawing something on the sketch.
"How's it going? Did you encounter any problems?" Ma Xiaoguang asked Lao Li with concern.
"This time I have figured out this place clearly," Lao Li replied, with joy in his eyes, but his face was covered and his expression could not be seen.
"Here...here...and here...this is the arms warehouse, this is the training ground...this is the dormitory...and this is the drainage canal and the water gate..." Lao Li used a gauze-covered flashlight to shine on the marked Jane. Tu introduced it to Ma Xiaoguang.
Ma Xiaoguang also took out the simplified diagram he marked for Lao Li to verify each other, so that the situation in the entire warehouse area was clear.
After the verification was completed quickly, the two of them packed up their equipment, jumped on the truck bed, and hid in the vegetable basket. Now the vegetable basket was empty, and Lao Li no longer had to take the risk of hiding under the chassis.
Both of them stayed calm and waited for dawn to arrive.
At a little after four o'clock, the purchaser and the driver yawned and came to the car. The driver checked the vehicle counterclockwise. He only opened the tarpaulin behind the cargo box and took a glance, but found nothing abnormal.
After two minutes of warming up, the truck slowly drove out of the warehouse area.
Listening to the dull engine sound of the Type 94 truck, the heartbeats of the two gradually returned to calm. They popped their heads out of the vegetable basket and smiled at each other.
More than half an hour later, the car returned to the vegetable market. Today, the two vegetable sellers were particularly enthusiastic. They came from afar to laugh and pass cigarettes. They kept saying good things to the driver and the purchaser, and even stuffed a few bills into each of them.
Seeing the two of them on the road, both the purchaser and the driver were very happy and kept saying to the vegetable seller: "Yo Xi, Yo Xi..."
At this moment, Ma Xiaoguang and Lao Li jumped out of the truck with a quick leap, and before they knew it, they were already far away...
At noon, I returned to Siming Village and took out the information and compiled it immediately. The sketches were summarized and annotated by Lao Li, while Ma Xiaoguang mainly analyzed the rubbing documents and developed the photos.
Due to varying degrees of writing strength, the rubbing documents were not comprehensive, but at this time, the first-hand information was enough to explain many issues, so Ma Xiaoguang studied it word by word.
"Spring grass...prisoners, green grass, red leaves...peach work...the next stage...begins..." The rubbings show a fragment of Japanese text.
Ma Xiaoguang fell into deep thought when he saw this rubbing.
After thinking for a moment, he ordered: "Fat man, call MISS Liu in code to book tonight's train ticket, and tell the foreign company about the business trip... Let's go back to Jinling!"
