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Zhou Jianhong strongly requested Xue Ming to be the recorder, record the number of explosives received, and count the inventory of explosives and other records.

This is a very easy job, and others can’t even envy it.

Xue Ming had already agreed in his heart. As long as he had control of the ledger, he would be able to find out where the explosives went. He was just a little puzzled.

The enemy spies' idea is to embezzle explosives little by little, just like squeezing toothpaste, a little today, a little tomorrow.

Wait until enough are accumulated, then find an opportunity to blow up the air-raid shelter.

Therefore, the position of the recorder is very important. If Xue Ming is an enemy spy, he will definitely arrange his confidant to be the recorder, or record it himself.

"Is this a test for me?" Xue Ming thought it was possible, so he refused even more firmly.

The two sides argued for a while, and Li Lihai said with a smile: "Old Zhou, what Brother Xue said makes sense.

He has just arrived and he has grabbed such a lucrative job. It will definitely arouse jealousy."

"Okay." Zhou Jianhong pretended to compromise and said, "Brother Xue, how about you just follow me and do odd jobs?"

"Sure, thank you Brother Zhou for the arrangement." Xue Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this was indeed a test.

If I agree to it right away, I will lose the opportunity to infiltrate the enemy's interior forever.

The so-called odd jobs mean running errands for Zhou Jianhong, similar to his work secretary.

Li Lihai handed Xue Ming over to Zhou Jianhong, left the air-raid shelter to busy himself with his work, and arranged to go to the provincial capital to report to Shen Xiaoli.

He had completed the task assigned by Shen Xiaoli and successfully arranged Xue Ming to Zhou Jianhong.

"Brother Xue, please go find Brother Li and get me two manuscript papers." Zhou Jianhong said with a smile.

"Okay, next time you have something to tell me directly, don't be so polite." Xue Ming said a few polite words to him and left the air-raid shelter to get the manuscript.

Zhou Jianhong immediately frowned and thought to himself, "Could it be that I am wrong? Is Xue Ming really not a spy?"

He always felt that Xue Ming's exoneration was too sudden, as if it was deliberate, but he had no evidence.

Shen Xiaoli told him that the number one figure in the provincial government personally approved Xue Ming's exoneration, as if he had really offended a big shot.

"Let's observe for a while first." Zhou Jianhong didn't want to follow the old general's order immediately.

Half an hour later, Xue Ming brought him two manuscript papers and asked him to go to the cave opposite to wait for instructions.

The cave opposite was very small, with a curtain hanging at the entrance and a sign saying "No entry for outsiders" posted on it.

There is a small desk, two small stools, a thermos and tea cups in the cave.

Xue Ming sat on a stool, poured a cup of hot water, entered the space and opened the God's perspective.

He came to Zhou Jianhong's head and monitored his every move while eating melon seeds.

Zhou Jianhong had been reading the newspaper until someone lifted the curtain and entered the cave, then he put down the newspaper.

"Captain Zhou, I'd like to receive 20 detonators. Here's the application form." Qian Daheng handed over the application form.

Zhou Jianhong looked through it carefully, picked up a pen and signed the form, then handed him two bundles of cluster bombs, each consisting of ten detonators.

Xue Ming waited for Qian Daheng to leave with the explosives, then immediately left the space and followed him with his head down.

"Comrade, is there something wrong?" Qian Daheng turned and looked at Xue Ming with a serious expression.

"It's okay. I'm Captain Zhou's assistant. I'm just wandering around when I have nothing to do." Xue Ming explained.

"Go check somewhere else. There's going to be an explosion ahead. It's very dangerous." Qian Daheng still had a serious expression on his face, but his tone was obviously better.

"Okay, I got it." Xue Ming turned and walked away, whistling with his hands in his pockets.

Qian Daheng waited for him to leave, then continued walking forward with the explosives, and soon arrived at the blasting site.

The scene was very narrow, only enough for one person to pass through, and Qian Daheng walked in holding the explosives.

On both sides of the small hole are two blast holes, which were chiseled out bit by bit by the workers using hammers and chisels.

Qian Daheng placed the explosives in the two blast holes, turned around and said to the people outside: "Everyone, get out of the way. It's dangerous when connecting the fuse."

The four people outside hurriedly left, walked more than ten meters away, and watched Qian Daheng connect the wires.

Qian Daheng turned his back to them, blocking their view with his back, and pulled out two detonators from a bomb and quickly stuffed them into his arms.

Then he connected the fuse as quickly as possible and moved to deal with another bomb.

Using the same routine, he removed the two detonators from the bomb, moved sideways through the gap, and quickened his pace to his teammates.

"Captain Qian, are we ready to detonate?" a team member asked, holding the detonator in one hand.

Qian Daheng nodded: "You can detonate it. Listen to my command. Three, two, one."

The team members pressed the detonation point, and with two loud bangs, the two bombs exploded one after another.

The explosion spread in the cave, it was extremely loud, and everyone covered their ears.

A few minutes later, Qian Daheng went over to check the explosion. Finding no particular problems, he left with the blasting team.

The construction team responsible for digging the hole began to work. The bomb had cracked the stone wall, making digging the hole much easier.

In the space, Xue Ming witnessed the entire process of the blasting and also saw Qian Daheng stealing the detonators.

"Haha, you are quite skilled. You must be a repeat offender."

Xue Ming took out a pen, opened the notebook, wrote Zhou Jianhong's name first, and then wrote Qian Daheng's name below.

"Qian Daheng is also an enemy spy. He is Zhou Jianhong's subordinate. Who are the superiors of these two old Biddens?"

Xue Ming wrote "Old General" above their names and drew three question marks.

Suddenly, he remembered the black question mark in later generations and laughed, "Who is the old general? Is he Zhou Jianhong's superior?"

Xue Ming put the notebook in the space, left the space, and prepared to return to his office cave.

When passing a corner, they met Qian Daheng head-on, and they were both stunned.

Xue Ming immediately took out a cigarette and gave it to him: "Brother Qian, take a break and have a cigarette."

"No, no." Qian Daheng immediately took two steps back and subconsciously touched the detonator in his arms.

He quickly put his hand down and lectured Xue Ming with a stern face: "Comrade, you must not smoke in the cave. If the explosives explode, we will all die."

"Yes, you are right." Xue Ming quickly put the cigarette into his pocket.

"Hmph, be more careful next time." Qian Daheng left with his head held high.

Xue Ming looked at his back, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are quite good at pretending, I hope you can be as awesome as you are today when you get shot in the future."

Even if the explosives really exploded, Xue Ming would not be the one to die, because his Lingquan space is immune to physical and chemical damage.

I returned to the office, waited until the end of the working day, and took truck number two back to the provincial capital.

When passing by the Guandi Temple, Xue Ming asked Niu Guoxing to stop the car, walked into the temple, and started strolling with his hands behind his back.

This place has been abandoned and was one of the secret contact points between him and Bi Zhengfang.