Turning his head, he saw a neon army lieutenant walking towards the three of them, holding his nose.
"Hey...you guys, find someone to follow me to the second floor. The toilet over there is also blocked..."
The three of them looked at each other with dull expressions on their faces, as if they were a little scared, and they did not move their feet.
"Just unblocking drains and toilets, nothing else."
The lieutenant's tone became more gentle, as if he had anticipated the three people's reactions.
"Just...him, let him go."
Lao Tu raised his finger and pointed at Ma Xiaoguang and said timidly.
Ma Xiaoguang had the dull expression he had when he was in Jinling Psychiatric Hospital.
Seeing Ma Xiaoguang's dumbfounded look, the lieutenant seemed very satisfied, nodded and said: "It's just you, move quickly!"
When Ma Xiaoguang heard this, he didn't say anything. He lowered his head, took two tools next to the dung truck and followed the lieutenant.
Following the lieutenant, Ma Xiaoguang came to an office on the second floor.
In addition to the lieutenant's office were two armed soldiers.
Apart from that, the general was not seen.
I guess the general couldn't stand the smell that stung his eyes, so he changed his tactics temporarily.
The lieutenant took Ma Xiaoguang to the bathroom next to the office.
There are brass faucets and white ceramic sanitary ware here. If it weren't for the bubbling toilet and the smell of people flushing inside, this would be a pretty good bathroom.
Thanks to Zhang Aqi and Lao Tu's surprise training, as well as the acting blessing, Ma Xiaoguang's movements in finding blocking points looked very professional.
After checking for a while, Ma Xiaoguang timidly said to the lieutenant: "It's probably that the elbow into the water is blocked... This is very troublesome."
"Quickly... don't be long-winded."
The lieutenant didn't listen to the professionals' explanation at all, and just kept urging Ma Xiaoguang to work.
Ma Xiaoguang could only take out the hand-cranked wire rope and start dredging.
After tinkering for a while, the toilet started bubbling, and it seemed that it was unclogged.
Ma Xiaoguang did not speak, but raised his head, still looking at the lieutenant with a dull expression.
The lieutenant ordered: "Yoshi...yours, clean this place well."
After that, he signaled to the two guards, who stood outside the bathroom and stared at Ma Xiaoguang at work.
After struggling for a while, the bathroom was finally clean.
Without wages or rewards, Ma Xiaoguang was taken back to the backyard.
At this time, Lao Tu and Zhang Ah Qi were almost done.
After helping to pack everything up, the three of them pushed the fully loaded dung cart and left the city hall.
That night, Confucius Temple safe house.
"How's it going? Is there any way to succeed?"
As soon as he saw Ma Xiaoguang, Lao Li asked eagerly.
"It seems there is...but I'm afraid some things don't have enough energy."
Ma Xiaoguang said to Lao Li and Fatty in a deep voice.
"The biogas in the toilet alone is certainly not powerful enough. At most, it will blow up half to death."
The fat man reacted first and inadvertently showed off his strange knowledge.
"Yes, just that little bit of methane - that's biogas, the explosion energy is far from enough."
Ma Xiaoguang expressed rare serious agreement with Fatty's opinion.
"Then what should we do? Think of something else? The Ninth Division headquarters is heavily guarded. I think this is the only way to do it... Think of something else, it's difficult!"
As someone who had visited the division headquarters at night, Lao Li quickly expressed his opinion.
"I have to think about it again. There should be more stuff in there... I definitely can't bring a bomb in,"
Ma Xiaoguang smoked Hardman and said thoughtfully.
Throughout the night, Ma Xiaoguang had some insomnia.
It is difficult for people to sleep peacefully in Jinling City, which has been turned into a ghostland by the Japanese.
Secondly, he was always thinking about the situation when he entered the Ninth Division's headquarters during the day, and was always thinking about the situation in the bathroom...
Early the next morning, when Chief Ma got up, as expected, he had two dark circles under his eyes.
The living room of the house.
"Sir... Young Master, why are you like this? Do you miss your eldest mistress?"
The fat man asked in surprise as he brought three bowls of cereal paste for breakfast.
"Damn fat guy... His old habit has happened again. New Year is only two days away. Do you still want the bonus this year?"
Ma Xiaoguang spat angrily with a hint of getting out of bed.
"Don't worry, people are like iron rice or steel..."
Upon seeing this, Lao Li placed Chief Ma's breakfast in front of him and took the opportunity to persuade him.
Ma Xiaoguang didn't say anything anymore, just sat there blankly staring outside.
"Oops, isn't the young master's brain going crazy again?"
Lao Li approached the fat man and asked him quietly.
The fat man shook his head indifferently, picked up the torn cotton-padded jacket on the chair next to him and put it on his body while whispering: "It's okay, young master, this is a sign that he is going to break the barrier. I guess after meditating now, his martial arts will be even better." Go up a floor..."
Today, Fatty and Lao Li had to pretend to be refugees and go out to find out the news. Naturally, these shabby coats were indispensable robes.
The tattered cotton-padded jacket was full of holes and air leaked from all sides. When the fat man put it on, he looked a bit like a fat duck with fried feathers.
There was a lot of cotton wool floating in the air in the living room, and some even got into the nose, which made people feel uncomfortable.
"Ah sneeze!"
Lao Li finally couldn't help but sneeze.
"Haha! I thought of it! I'm such a genius..."
Ma Xiaoguang looked at the funny-looking fat man, an idea flashed in his mind and he laughed inexplicably.
This strange expression left Fatty and Lao Li a little confused.
"What? Why don't you ask me why I am laughing?"
Seeing that no one answered, Ma Xiaoguang asked with a serious look on his face.
"Hey, your old man's thoughts are beyond the reach of us people."
The fat man laughed dryly and flattered.
"It's just that you, old man, it's better not to play riddles. We're not ambiguous when we fight against the Japanese. Forget about using your brain. Don't worry about it."
Lao Li on the side also came over and said with a smile.
"Ahem, as agents, what is the most important thing for us?"
"Be loyal to the organization and be loyal to your superiors!"
"That... is also necessary. That's not what I'm talking about now. I think the most important thing as an agent is 'learning'!"
Ma Xiaoguang, who hadn't caught a chance to pretend to be thirteen for a long time, finally caught up. He shook his head and admonished the two generals.
"Master, you know that the two of us have little education, so you don't need to show off. Just teach us a trick. We can kill two more Japanese in the future, right?"
Seeing that the atmosphere had reached this point, the fat man quickly asked Commander Ma as if he was thirsty for knowledge.
"Well, your attitude is pretty much the same... If you are really a lieutenant, our affairs will probably fall on you, a shabby cotton-padded jacket..."
Ma Xiaoguang said to the two of them mysteriously, with an enigmatic smile still on his face.
