Chapter 67: A bunch of stupid thieves

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What hit the driver was a flying knife. The flying knife was as fast as lightning and had excellent accuracy. The driver's throat was covered with blood and he stopped breathing on the spot.

Mr. Tachibana had never seen such a bloody scene before. He was so frightened that he screamed "Ah--" but fainted in the back seat of the car.

Ma Xiaoguang's thoughts turned around. The other party's origin was unknown. Anyway, his life was not in danger for the time being, so he might as well not take action and wait until he saw the situation.

It was decided that Ma Xiaoguang neither got out of the car nor pretended to faint from fear. This also made him look too timid in front of Mr. Ju. He looked up like a god, and Boss Ma was an honest man.

Of course, the attacker did not give Ma Xiaoguang time to get out of the car. At this moment, he saw the car door open, and three masked men quickly gathered around the car. When they saw the two people in the car, they looked in shock.

Only one person asked: "Brother, it seems I made a mistake, what should I do?"

Another masked man called Big Brother glanced at the two people in the car and said, "Knock the man unconscious and take the woman away with him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Xiaoguang received a blow on the back of his neck and fell down on the passenger seat very cooperatively. Then someone put cloth bags on the heads of Classmate Ma and Mr. Ju.

The robbers probably didn't know how to drive, otherwise they wouldn't have transferred Classmate Ma and Mr. Orange to a two-wheeled mule cart, and drove the mule cart away quickly from the scene.

Ma Xiaoguang could not see anything all the way, but he paid attention to the sound of the wheels turning, the bumps on the ground, and the sounds of the surrounding environment...

About an hour later, the mule cart had left Hangzhou and reached the suburbs. After twists and turns, it arrived at a remote house. Boss Souma didn't panic at all. With his now enhanced skills, it would be a matter of minutes to escape. The key was that he didn't want to reveal his identity in front of Mr. Ju, and the robber seemed to have a very professional ethics, unlike other robbers. The difference was that apart from knocking him unconscious, he was not even searched, nor did he touch the beautiful woman. The ancient paintings were also properly kept and brought over with them - this was unique in the Republic of China where bandits were rampant.

The hood had been taken off, and Boss Ma found that he and Mr. Orange were locked in an empty room, but they were tied back to back, and the ancient paintings were placed next to them.

After the robbers locked them up, they probably discussed countermeasures. It was obvious that their target should be someone from the consulate - most likely the consul Kurao Matsumura. Why not go through all this trouble?

I also happened to take advantage of the opportunity of being back-to-back with Mr. Tachibana to think about how to escape.

I hope Fatty and the others can discover the code he left at the scene and find him through the police station. Before the plan came, Fatty and I had deduced it. With the scene where guns were drawn at each other in the study room, Boss Ma would not hesitate to go to the police station for the future plan. Dare to reveal your true self in front of Mr. Orange.

Having made up his mind, Ma Xiaoguang continued to pretend to be faint.

Not long after, I heard the sound of someone opening the door.

"Wake up..." It was the voice that said there was a mistake during the hijacking, shaking Ma Xiaoguang's shoulders.

Ma Xiaoguang opened his eyes and saw that it was indeed the masked man. Although his face was covered, Ma Xiaoguang still remembered the look in his eyes.

The masked man loosened the rope that tied Ma Xiaoguang and Mr. Ju together and at Ma Xiaoguang's feet, but did not loosen the ties around his body.

"Follow me." The masked man said in a deep voice.

After a while, Ma Xiaoguang and the masked man came to the main hall of the house. There was a person sitting in the hall. He looked like the elder brother at the scene, but his face was also covered.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Ma Xiaoguang's character is now a student, so naturally he will not be fearless in the face of danger, so he asked timidly.

"Who are you and why are you in the car?" asked the masked leader.

"I am a student at the College of Engineering of Zhejiang University, and I am taking a minor in Mr. Ju's class. Today I brought the ancient painting to ask her to appreciate it..." Student Ma still said in a timid voice.

"Why are you in the car?" the leader asked again.

"It was Mr. Tachibana who called the Japanese consul and asked us to go and appreciate this painting together." Student Ma's voice became even lower.

"Brother, it seems there is a mistake. What should we do with these two people?" asked the masked man who brought Ma Xiaoguang in.

"The second one is asking that woman. Let's wait until he comes back." The leading brother scratched his head a little.

Not long after, the second brother came back, but he also shook his head at the elder brother and said: "Brother, we seem to have made a mistake, that woman is a gentleman..."

Now the three of them are staring at each other, and they are all at a loss. The leader also knows that this time they have made an own mistake, but as a robber, it is impossible to let them go now, but their purpose is not to steal money. , they have no experience in kidnapping.

"Lock these two up first..." The leading brother waved his hand angrily and ordered with some annoyance.

Returning to the hut, I saw Mr. Ju was also tied and sitting on the ground. Seeing that Ma Xiaoguang was also tied and sent back, he quickly asked with concern: "Ma Jun, are you okay?"

"Is everything okay, sir?" Student Ma was still polite even though he was tied up, and sat down opposite him.

"It's okay, it's okay." Mr. Orange had regained his composure at this time, but his face was a little pale.

"Sir, don't be afraid. As long as your identity is not revealed, I think it will be fine." Classmate Ma comforted him.

The two of them chatted for a long time, and classmate Ma couldn't bear it anymore. He was about to talk about an interesting topic to ease the tense atmosphere, but he heard the faint sound of fighting outside.

"What do you mean? The kidnappers are so unprofessional. They started fighting among themselves before even asking for the ransom? If it were Fatty and the others, this police station would have moved too fast. If the police have guns, then they don't have to use knives?" Classmate Ma was full of doubts. I can't stop thinking wildly.

Ever since he was breached by a pistol at Mr. Orange's house, Classmate Ma felt that his brain, which had been damaged by bombs, was not functioning well these past two days.

Just as Student Ma was wandering in his thoughts, he heard a "crash" and the wooden door was broken open. Two people broke in. The first person was one of Mr. Tachibana's followers.

Quickly untying the ropes on Mr. Tachibana and Mr. Ma, they knelt down to Mr. Tachibana and bowed to the ground.

"My subordinates failed to protect me well and the rescue came late. Please punish me, master..." The follower bowed his head and apologized, and the other man also bowed his head and apologized.

"Okay, Ma Jun and I are fine. You can send us back..." Mr. Ju said calmly.

Soon, we returned to Mr. Tachibana's house. Mr. Tachibana seemed to have a mysophobia and went to take a shower and change clothes. Ruma was drinking tea alone in the study.

This study is a real study. How can I put it? Except for a large number of antiques that are unknown to be authentic or fake on a shelf, they are all books, all kinds of thread-bound, simple cover, hardcover... Chinese, Japanese , English and even Latin.

With the lessons learned from the first two times, Student Ma didn't dare to make mistakes or be rude, so he sat there quietly and sipped tea.

After a while, Mr. Orange finally packed up and returned to the study.

The situation that caused Mr. Ma's nose to bleed did not happen. Mr. Ju changed into a dress similar to the May Fourth period, with a blue top and a black skirt. It was simple and simple, as if it were integrated with the study, like a person painting. middle.

Goblin! This little Japanese widow really does have some morals - Boss Ma thought.

"Student Ma, I'm sorry for frightening you." Mr. Orange was still so polite.

This seems to be my word, why is it like this? Classmate Ma was a little confused.

Seeing the innocent and ignorant expression on Mr. Ma's face, Mr. Tachibana became even more apologetic and said: "These are our internal affairs as Japanese people. I am really sorry for causing trouble to Mr. Ma..."

Classmate Ma still had a vague expression on his face, and Mr. Tachibana couldn't bear it, explaining: "The target of these kidnappers is Mr. Matsumura, the consul, and Matsumura also intends to let us ride in his car, but the driver is so pitiful... "

Ma Xiaoguang finally understood, Ma Dan, he was indeed a thousand-year-old fox. The robbers should have wanted to assassinate the Japanese consul Matsumura. Unexpectedly, Matsumura was also an old gangster, so he and Mr. Ju became the bait, and in one fell swoop Raid and kill the robbers' lair - no wonder rescue came so quickly.

It seems that the water inside the consulate is deep, and Mr. Tachibana is not easy either.

I just don't know if these stupid thieves are safe, but when I went out, I saw blood stains but no bodies, so I guess there must be no dead people.

"So that's the case, but sir, you are a Japanese noble, how dare they?" Student Ma asked with a surprised expression.

"Humph, nobles, I'm just a puppet in their eyes..." Mr. Tachibana said sadly as his tears seemed to shed.

"Oh, you are still a child. You don't understand what I am telling you...Okay, rest for a while. I will send someone to take you back. Let's enjoy the paintings next time. Then we will go separately..." Mr. Orange said softly Sheng said to classmate Ma.

After sitting for a while, classmate Ma asked his husband to have a good rest, and left with the ancient painting in his arms.

When I returned to the hotel, I only saw Xiao Lu but not Fatty.

"Fat Master went to the police station..." Xiao Lu explained to Boss Ma.

"Call the police station, explain, and call Fatty back." Boss Ma sat down, poured a glass of water and drank it.

Not long after, the fat man returned to the hotel in a hurry. He was overjoyed to see Boss Ma with all his beard and tail. He quickly asked questions with concern, which made Boss Ma talk about Che Luulu again, but he didn't feel unhappy in his heart.

"It looks like I have to rent a house..." the fat man said.

"No, Xiao Lu went to the police station and the engineering college to complete some procedures. Fatty quickly went to rent a house..." Boss Ma ordered the brothers to do things while thinking about how to get into the consulate.

I thought about the consulate in a simple way. Those things about the little widow were just trivial matters. If I act rashly, it would definitely be out of the question. Fortunately, I am still able to cope with all changes...

Fatty and Xiao Lu were very efficient. They got everything done when they came back that night, and they were sure that no one was going to explore the bottom, so they felt relieved.

That night, the three of them checked out of the hotel room and moved quietly, which made Boss Ma feel strange - we are obviously good people, how could we be so sneaky as if we were thieves.

The next day, Boss Ma paid a courtesy visit to Mr. Ju and brought a few gadgets for him to look at. Of course, the more important thing was to tell him his address. Otherwise, he would be in trouble if he couldn't find anyone within two days.

Two days later, Mr. Tachibana's entourage came to his home and told him to wait at the gate of Yuewang Temple with ancient paintings early the next morning. After the two met, they went to the Japanese Consulate on Shihan Road together.