Said to be resting, Ma Xiaoguang went to Zilin Building with Miss Liu in the next few days and worked as a white-collar worker from nine to five.
The fat man didn't dare to let him sit in the office. Boss Ma was worried that if he accidentally made him unbearable, he would be on sick leave.
Therefore, Boss Ma arranged for Fatty to go out, firstly, to properly deal with the crashed taxi, and told Fatty to repair the car, buy it, and give Xiangsheng Automobile Dealer a new car as compensation.
The other thing is to ask around for news, mainly about the spies of Hans Country and Neon Country.
After things were arranged, Ma Xiaoguang said he was at work. In fact, most of the work was done by MISS Liu and his men. For a while, he seemed to be a redundant person in the foreign company again.
This situation is exactly what Ma Xiaoguang hopes for. The goals of revolutionary work are the same, but the division of labor is different.
Seeing that the foreign bank was operating normally, Ma Xiaoguang gave MISS Liu an explanation and quietly slipped out of Zilin Building.
As soon as I went downstairs, I met the fat man who was rushing back.
"What's wrong? Are you in such a hurry?" Ma Xiaoguang asked with concern.
"Bai Sitan's house has been occupied!" the fat man whispered.
"Unexpected thing, who is occupying the house?" Ma Xiaoguang asked in a low voice as he walked with a Hard Gate in his mouth.
"From the Qinggang, Ji Yunqing's disciple, Thirteenth Taipao Paulo's disciple, Lu Dexiang, nicknamed Leilixiang..." The fat man followed half a step behind and reported in a low voice.
"These bastards are probably instigated by the Japanese. Ignore them for now, let's look for clues." Ma Xiaoguang lowered his voice, chewing on his cigarette. You couldn't tell what he was saying unless you paid special attention.
Ma Xiaoguang was more cautious than before. Because of his trust, Rabbi Bai Sitan was hit by a stray bullet. Ma Xiaoguang blamed himself for several days, but in the end he was not careful enough.
It was MISS Liu Kai who explained to him that even if the rabbi did not die under the gun of the Neon Kingdom agents and stayed in the warehouse of Lihe Yang Company, he would still be tortured, and maybe even worse...
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoguang felt a little better, and he cheered up at the moment. Facing the difficulties, the most important thing at the moment was to quickly find clues according to the information left by the rabbi.
When sending the rabbi back to the Mosaic Synagogue that day, Ma Xiaoguang understood it immediately when he saw the synagogue. He quietly showed the drawn symbol to Fedmer, the new person in charge of the synagogue, to identify it. The answer was immediately apparent - that symbol was Greek. The meaning of "church, synagogue" in Hebrew!
Obviously, there should be the clues we are looking for in the Mosaic Synagogue, but we don’t know what they are. In addition, the specific location where Bai Sitan placed the things also needs to be investigated.
At the last moment of his life, Bai Sitan entrusted a huge secret to a Chinese agent whom he had never met before.
Although he and the fat man were wearing makeup at that time, Ma Xiaoguang felt that he should still be more careful. He must be more cautious when dealing with Japanese special forces in the future, especially in the future, a single oversight may cause the situation to worsen or even reverse.
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty didn't drive this time. It wasn't because of any psychological shadow. This time they were exploring at a fixed point. Not driving would make the target smaller.
There was another reason why Ma Xiaoguang wanted to rest for a few days before going to the Moses Synagogue. He did not rule out the possibility that Rite or the package they had arranged would ambush near the synagogue.
After some twists and turns, we came to Huade Road.
The owner of the breakfast stall was busy closing the stall when the fat man stopped him.
"Boss, is there something wrong with Yangchunmian?"
"Yes, yes, guests, sit down for a moment." The boss came to the house for business and quickly set up the pot.
"Two bowls of Yangchun noodles." Ma Xiaoguang also sat down.
The noodles were served quickly, and the two of them ate leisurely, chatting with the boss while eating.
"Boss, the Yangchun noodles taste good too!" Ma Xiaoguang praised.
"This customer knows his stuff. Ala's Yangchun Noodles are the real deal..." Someone praised his craftsmanship, and the boss naturally blushed and felt quite proud.
"There seem to be fewer people in the synagogue lately?"
"Well, in the past, most white guys came here. It got better a while ago. I heard that Mr. Bai from the church passed away a few days ago. For some reason, there were a lot less people. In the past, all the stalls were sold out... "The boss muttered to the two of them somewhat depressedly.
After a while, the conversation was almost finished, the noodles were finished, and the money was paid. Ma Xiaoguang and the fat man strolled leisurely on Huade Road.
"It seems that Mr. Bai exchanged himself for the temporary peace here. Let's take a closer look." Ma Xiaoguang said to the fat man.
The two of them carefully observed the newsstands, grocery stores, shoe shine stalls, and fruit stalls on Ward Road. After making sure that there were no tails or nails, they entered the Moses Synagogue.
The synagogue is a three-story house with a red brick sloping spire. There are blue arches on the white window lattice, covering the top of the window, and then extending to both ends, embellished with stripes of blue on the red wall.
Right in front of you is the chapel. No one is praying at this time, it is very quiet, only the rows of seats in the chapel seem to be telling something.
Due to the previous events, Fedmer, the current person in charge of the synagogue, knew Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty, and after nodding and greetings, he left them to their own devices.
This was exactly what Ma Xiaoguang needed, and he came to a prayer room that Bai Sitan used for himself on weekdays.
Like other churches, the atmosphere here is quiet and solemn. The biggest difference from Christianity is that there are no crosses in the synagogue, not a single one.
This prayer room is not big, with only one table and two chairs. Other than that, the four walls are empty.
Neither Fatty nor Ma Xiaoguang spoke. They closed the door of the prayer room and started searching carefully.
The two of them checked the chairs and tables carefully, inch by inch, and naturally there was nothing surprising about them.
The two elites did not spare the walls of the prayer room. They also inspected them carefully and almost scraped off the wall covering.
Having seen everything in between, all that is left is the ceiling and floor.
Boss Ma is responsible for the higher ceiling. This prayer room is on the first floor, next to the chapel, so the floor height on the first floor is quite high.
Fortunately, Boss Ma was very skilled, and with the help of tables, chairs and the fat man, Boss Ma lifted up a piece of the ceiling and ducked into the ventilation duct between the floor and the ceiling on the second floor.
Although it was densely dusty, Xiaoqiang and mice were not seen very much. Ma Xiaoguang lit the flashlight and carefully checked whether there were any possible mezzanines, hidden compartments, etc. in the mezzanine of the ventilation duct.
After groping for more than 40 minutes, Ma Xiaoguang jumped off the ceiling with his hair covered in dust.
At this time, the fat man was still lying on the ground, looking at it inch by inch, tapping inch by inch, but still found nothing.
"Hey, Master, could it be this prayer room?" the fat man asked breathlessly.
"Probably not. This thing is so important. Mr. Bai will definitely not put it anywhere else. We must have overlooked something..." Ma Xiaoguang said thoughtfully.
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty sat on the ground against the window and carefully observed the prayer room again. They had already looked at the small prayer room inch by inch. Fatty was just about to dig three feet into the ground. Where would the things be?
Could it be that as the fat man said, there really was nothing of Bai Sitan in this prayer room? He was overthinking it, but Ma Xiaoguang had a vague intuition that there must be a secret here.
After a short rest, the two changed their division of labor again. The fat man checked the top - except for the ceiling. He was mainly afraid that the ceiling would not be able to support his old man and damage the things in the auditorium.
Ma Xiaoguang was in charge of the floor and checked it again like a sieve.
"No, nothing." The fat man shook his head again and sighed.
"Let's go, I'll go back and think about it." Ma Xiaoguang said solemnly. He had been busy all morning and got nothing, so naturally he would not be in a good mood.
"How about smashing the wall?" Fatty said reluctantly.
"We've both seen it. It's useless to smash the wall. Instead, it will cause trouble for Mr. Fei. Go back." Ma Xiaoguang calmed down and comforted the fat man.
The two carefully put the tables, chairs, candlesticks and other items in the prayer room back into place and cleaned them.
"Let's go, we'll be here first today." Ma Xiaoguang patted the fat man on the shoulder and smiled.
The fat man lowered his head, followed Ma Xiaoguang out of the prayer room, and closed the door of the prayer room with a click.
Hearing the sound of the door lock, Ma Xiaoguang suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment. This feeling was like an enlightenment, and he understood it all at once.
"Fat man, open the door." Ma Xiaoguang smiled and turned to the fat man.
"Why, aren't you going back?" Fatty asked with some confusion.
"I know where the stuff is!"
"Huh? Master, please stop comforting me. If you can't find it, just look for it. It'll be fine."
"Really! Open the door and let's go back."
The fat man opened the door and the two returned to the prayer room.
Ma Xiaoguang closed the door carefully, put his ear to the back of the door, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.
"Holy shit, this Mr. Bai is really smart!" Seeing Ma Xiaoguang act like this, the fat man suddenly understood and sighed in a low voice.
"It seems that not only we understand the meaning of darkness under the lamp, but Mr. Bai is the master!" Ma Xiaoguang exclaimed while listening to the sound in the door.
After a while, Ma Xiaoguang stopped and smiled at the fat man with certainty: "This is it! You will do the rest of the work to make up for the regret."
After saying that, Ma Xiaoguang sat down leisurely on the chair in the prayer room.
"Just please!" The fat man agreed simply. His energy was now a hundred times better than before.
The fat man also imitated Ma Xiaoguang's behavior just now, putting his ear against the door and gently knocking on the wooden door inch by inch with one hand. Soon he found the location - one third of the way down the door.
The fat man took out his pocket knife and scratched the wood of the door. The knife was extremely sharp and quickly cut through the wood.
When the wood was peeled back, there was indeed a brass object embedded inside!
The fat man didn't dare to be careless at all. He carefully sown the wood bark around the thing and checked it carefully. After making sure that there were no mechanisms or hidden weapons, he carefully took out the brass thing.
After taking the thing out, the fat man discovered that it was a flat brass box.
The box has been placed on the prayer table, emitting a simple light in the morning sun.
