"how so?"
At the same time, in the new office of Jinling Tianma Yangxing Co., Ltd. at Xiaguan Station, Lao Chen, who had already rushed back from the Shanghai stock market, looked puzzled.
Looking at the compensation certificate that Chief Ma put on his desk, Lao Chen and the brothers in the special operations team were a little stunned.
"Is there any compensation?"
Lao Chen felt that he couldn't keep up with Commander Ma's thinking.
"Of course! If the goods are lost, then we can't compensate for it?"
The fat man said plausibly from the side.
"Yes, this is all according to the contract. There is no falsehood at all. When shopkeeper Luo comes back, you can pack everything up and go to CMA Shipping Company to ask for the account after the Chinese New Year!"
Ma Xiaoguang said to Lao Chen with a smile on his face.
"Then the goods were lost like this? Did I hear that everything from Lao Li's place was confiscated? Which one is true?"
Lao Chen asked with some confusion.
"You said on the boat and on the truck? They are all fake!" Ma Xiaoguang said.
"It's just that one side is full of high imitations, and the other side is full of street stalls!" Fatty added with a smile.
"What's going on?" Lao Chen was still confused.
"Remember those cultural relic dealers in Shanghai?"
The fat man asked with a wink.
"I understand. I said they come here several times every day, covertly or covertly, just to exchange the real ones for the fake ones!"
Lao Chen suddenly realized.
"The general direction is this. These are easy-to-carry things. Shopkeeper Luo and Brother Guishou asked the brothers on the road to move them one by one like ants, and then shipped them out after subcontracting."
"There are also some large items in the basement of the office. MISS Liu and the others should have transported them out after the people on both sides left. Natasha, the self-proclaimed secret envoy of the Great Mao Kingdom, still played a big role..."
Ma Xiaoguang explained to Lao Chen quietly.
"Sir, what should this devil do if he finds something fake in Wuhu?" Lao Chen then asked.
"What should I do? Cold salad! I'm not selling to him, so the authenticity of the things must be preserved?" Ma Xiaoguang spat.
After chatting for a while, Lao Chen and Xiao Lu put the tied Morisawa Uta in a hood, stuffed him into a car and took him away.
Ma Xiaoguang sighed as he watched the car disappear from sight.
"The two brothers and Agui have been tormented in the past six months, looking for people everywhere to make things. In fact, the most troublesome thing is the batch of fake goods taken out by the 'office'..."
Ma Xiaoguang said to the fat man with emotion.
"Yes! We have to hide the real thing inside the fake one without damaging the cultural relics. These two people have been very tired in the past six months. Do we have to treat them better in the future?"
The fat man asked Ma Xiaoguang with a smile.
"When you drink tomorrow, toast them two more glasses. I will risk my life and drink them to death! These antique dealers!"
Ma Xiaoguang's expression suddenly changed and he said viciously, while the fat man couldn't help but smile evilly.
Two more hours later, it was almost dusk.
At the same time, Jinling Xiaguan Railway Station freight yard.
MISS Liu, Natasha, Director Ouyang, Brother Guishou, Shopkeeper Luo and many other staff from the Palace Museum.
Everyone is busy and unhurriedly counting the goods.
He was surrounded by heavily armed military police.
"Don't worry, Director Ouyang, our brothers dare to guarantee with their heads that not a single cultural relic is missing or damaged! Everything is safe and sound!"
Brother Guishou said to Director Ouyang solemnly and unusually.
"I've read it all, no problem. I'm sorry for you, but I would like to express my gratitude to other friends in the world..." Director Ouyang said with emotion.
"Director Ouyang is so polite. We are all descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties and have a duty to do so. This is just a small contribution to the country." Shopkeeper Luo said with a smile.
"Okay, everyone, be careful, load up the car quickly, and keep it secret!"
MISS Liu Ze was waiting for the team members to assist the experts in loading the cultural relics onto the truck.
"Miss Liu, what else do we need to do?" Natasha asked quietly.
"Invite all brothers to go to Ma Xiangxing. It's time for New Year's Eve dinner. The rest of the work has been planned. Director Ouyang and the experts will protect the cultural relics, not to mention the military police..."
MISS Liu turned to Natasha and said softly.
When everyone arrived at Ma Xiangxing on Mihang Street, it was already dark.
MISS Liu, Natasha, Lao Li, Lao Liu, Xiao Lu, Lao Chen, Lao Tu...
All members of the special operations team who can show up are here.
Shopkeeper Luo, Brother Guishou, Agui, and even the dog who was still undergoing special training on the mountain also came.
For various reasons, it is impossible for all the other students from the special training class on the mountain to be present, but Lao Li will go to visit them on the first day of the new year.
But just when everyone was gathered together, a serious problem was discovered!
Commander Ma and Fatty are not here yet!
"Old Chen, what's going on? Aren't you two together in the afternoon?"
Lao Li frowned and asked Lao Chen.
"Yes, we later escorted the Neon Kingdom agent to Zhangfuyuan. When they were separated from Chief Ma and the others in the train yard, they were still talking and laughing... Nothing unusual?"
Lao Chen was also puzzled. He had Laodao brand cigarette in his mouth and forgot to light it.
"Is something going to happen?" Natasha asked worriedly.
"Sister, please don't say that. We have to say auspicious words during the Chinese New Year. Brother Ma and the others will be fine!"
The dog seemed to have grown up a lot, and he reminded the silly big sister of Da Mao Country in a sensible way.
MISS Liu glanced at the elegant room with four tables, and her eyes suddenly stopped on the calendar on the wall.
"I'm afraid these two are too busy, Xiao Lu, hurry up and drive to Hubei Road!"
Seeing the calendar MISS on the wall, Liu immediately understood and immediately gave orders to Xiao Ludao.
Forty minutes later, Xiao Lu, Chief Ma and Fatty hurried to Ma Xiangxing.
"Everyone, I'm sorry, I was so busy! I forgot that the Chinese New Year will be on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month this year, I thought it was tomorrow!"
The fat man, who was usually as thick-skinned as a city wall, explained with a rare expression of embarrassment.
"Miss Liu is still doing things like a god! When I arrived at the safe house, the two of them fell on the sofa in the living room and snored..."
Xiao Lu covered his mouth and whispered to Lao Li next to him.
"Fortunately, the boat I booked was for the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. If it had been today, it would have been a mistake. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Chief Ma bowed his hands repeatedly and apologized to his brothers.
This time I was really careless and took it for granted that the Chinese New Year would be tomorrow.
I didn’t expect that there would be no New Year’s Eve this year. Fortunately, everything seemed to be God’s will, and the task was successfully completed today...
Amid the roar of laughter, everyone laughed again and then asked Chief Ma to raise his glass and speak.
"There are many, I won't go into details about why everyone got together. I won't go into details. Cherish this New Year. I won't go into details. Let's have a few more drinks!"
After that, Chief Ma took the lead and drank the "Zhuangyuan Red" in the cup.
Everyone suddenly raised their glasses and drank freely...
Everyone had an extremely unforgettable Spring Festival!
The next day is the first day of the Lunar New Year.
Near noon, Ma Xiaoguang was awakened by a burst of "cracking" firecrackers in the yard.
Looking down from the study window on the second floor, Miss Liu, Natasha and the dog were setting off firecrackers in the courtyard.
MISS Liu and Natasha are like two little girls, chasing the dog to grab the Sky Monkey in his hand...
The child is really like a little monkey, jumping up and down all the time.
The sound of firecrackers in Jinling City also comes one after another, creating a New Year atmosphere.
When I got downstairs, I saw an insulated food box on the dining table, and I couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Don't worry! It's not the dark cuisine of the head of the family. The glutinous rice balls and lean meat porridge I made in the morning are kept warm..."
The fat man whispered quietly behind him.
"She didn't actually do anything?"
"Originally I had this plan, but last night I suddenly had an idea and asked the dog to set off firecrackers with them, but then I didn't think about it anymore."
"Yeah! It's good. It tastes really good!"
Chief Ma tasted the lean meat porridge in the bowl and kept praising it.
I don’t know if he was praising the fat man’s cleverness, his craftsmanship, or both.
This kind of quiet daylight flies by quickly and it’s the fourth day of the Lunar New Year in a blink of an eye.
For the Special Operations Group, the new year is over.
Lao Li returned to the old mountain with his dogs and newly trained people and continued to train hard.
Lao Tu and his brothers from the second team continued to keep an eye on those traitors and spies who had not yet been arrested - such as the Huang family and his son, and Liao Yaquan.
Lao Chen and the brothers from the first team stayed at the Jinling headquarters - someone had to look after the house, and all kinds of information had to be uploaded and communicated with each other.
Lao Liu continued to work in a foreign company and was responsible for his old profession - making money.
Ma Xiaoguang took Miss Liu, Fatty, and Natasha and took the morning train back to Shanghai, along with Shopkeeper Luo and Brother Guishou.
They went to the Shanghai Stock Exchange together to take advantage of the fact that there were still a few months left to make some preparations for the war that was about to start in the near future.
The more he dealt with Japanese spies, the more Ma Xiaoguang felt that there was a huge gap between China and Japan.
Although due to various reasons, the special operations team has gained the upper hand in several confrontations with different spy intelligence agencies.
However, local advantages cannot bring decisive victory, and they do not even have anything to do with the overall trend.
Not all Chinese agents have such elite equipment, good organization, and a commander with a bright mind and great prophecy skills.
Safe House Study Room, Fuxi Road, French Concession, Shanghai.
"These temporary victories are just special cases!"
Ma Xiaoguang kept warning himself in his heart, and also said the same to shopkeeper Luo in front of him.
"We brothers understand that if we hadn't thought of the third and fourth backup plans this time, those national treasures would have been snatched away by the Japanese."
Shopkeeper Luo sighed with lingering fear.
"Yes, so we must be more cautious in the future. Our mission this time is to open the brass box as soon as possible and complete Rabbi Bai Sitan's unfinished business."
Ma Xiaoguang said solemnly to the two strangers in the world.
"Don't worry, young master, we brothers will definitely put in all our knowledge..."
Ma Xiaoguang smiled and said: "Okay, Brother Guishou, since we are so familiar with each other, don't be polite. Fatty went to Citibank to open a safe. Please take a closer look at the things you get."
While he was talking, the fat man had returned with a leather bag under his arm.
