Siheyuan, don't yell at me

After the deal was done, He Daqing immediately put on a smiling face:

"Old man, why are you sighing?

You have earned a full 100,000 rubles this time.

You know, most Muscovites have never seen so much money in their lives.

So, as a person, you should be content and not be too greedy..."

When the Russian heard this, he almost fainted from anger.

"You bastard, you're just trying to get something for nothing!

And he said it in such a high-sounding way!

It’s so abominable!”

He Daqing said innocently:

"Oh my, what you said is wrong.

This is not a one-time transaction.

In the future, if you get other industrial technologies, you can sell them to me!

Don't worry, as long as the fighter jet technology this time is real, I will definitely make a lot of money when I return.

By then, I will definitely give you a price that satisfies you..."

Although the Russians were extremely angry, they did not dare to turn against He Daqing.

Because the sense of oppression that He Daqing brought to him was too strong, and he would do anything to get things done, making him difficult to understand.

The old man had a hunch that if he didn't sell the information to He Daqing.

If I sold it to other people, that shameless guy He Daqing might really report me.

It cost He Daqing more than a hundred rubles just to transport more than a hundred large wooden boxes.

The current ruble is very valuable and is more useful than the money of the Chinese people.

For He Daqing, if he can avoid using the ability of space, he must not use it.

Besides, if we want to get technical information from the Russians on a regular basis, we can't rely on He Daqing alone.

The most important thing now is how to transport these more than one hundred large wooden boxes back to China.

There are actually routes for transporting some private goods into the country.

It's just that the scale is very small, and they are just small items.

They just took advantage of the Russian conductors to smuggle some stuff in. It was just a small matter.

To He Daqing, this kind of small scene was just a joke.

If He Daqing really wanted to use this route to smuggle things, it would take him ten years to deliver all the technical information in the one hundred wooden boxes.

The route is there. The train carrying supplies from Moscow to the Far East can go all the way to the border of Heilongjiang Province in China.

Most of the Soviet Union's aid to China's Northeast region came through this route.

According to the information we got from the intelligence agent, the train conductor was an old stubborn man who would not listen to anyone and his inspection was very thorough.

It is simply impossible to smuggle prohibited items onto the train and transport them to China.

In fact, there is a breakthrough point, which lies in the deputy train conductor.

The deputy train conductor was an old man about fifty years old. Not only was he extremely greedy and lustful, he was also very good at smoking, drinking, and gambling.

Moreover, the deputy train conductor has always had a big appetite. The Chinese intelligence officers only contacted him briefly and there was no further follow-up.

It's just some small items, there's no need for it at all.

On the contrary, it is cheaper and more economical to bribe the train attendants.

He Daqing is also very familiar with such stubborn people.

Unless you find that person's fatal weakness, you will never be persuaded. If you are not careful, it will backfire on you.

Since that’s the case, there’s nothing more to say, and He Daqing took action immediately.

In a dark basement.

The two Russians woke up from their coma one after another.

With the dim candlelight, the two Russians looked around the environment in the basement.

Both of them were tied to pillars, and even their mouths were blocked tightly.

A door-shaped light appeared in the corridor, and as the door was closed, the light immediately disappeared.

The basement returned to its usual darkness.

A tall figure slowly walked into the basement in the flickering candlelight.

The person who came was He Daqing, whose face was half covered.

He Daqing pulled over a chair, sat down casually, and said slowly:

"You two must have a lot of questions now.

For example, why did I invite you to be my guest?

Haha!

Do I need to tell you what I want?

Now I have to say one thing, one of you two must die..."

There were two old Russians. The old man was a little calmer, while the younger one was shaking his body vigorously, as if he had something to say.

The older one is the conductor and the younger one is the deputy conductor.

The purpose of He Daqing inviting them here was very simple and crude, which was to deal with one of them, no matter which one.

After He Daqing finished speaking, he walked over to the two men and took the rags out of their mouths.

The assistant conductor shouted:

"I live, I want to live!

You can ask me to do anything, please give me a way out!

Let him die, he is an old man, very stubborn, he will definitely not help you..."

He Daqing laughed.

“Oh, you’re pretty smart, you know what I want you to do.

What do you say, old man?

The old man looked calm and said:

"Sir, you came to us because you want to transport some supplies through our train line...

I am the conductor and I am in charge of everything, big or small.

He is just a drunkard and a womanizer who got to his position through connections and backdoors, and he has no status at all.

Even if I die, there is another assistant conductor, and it is not his turn to make the decision."

The assistant conductor shouted:

"Sir, don't listen to what this old man says.

I am the most obedient one. I am willing to be your dog and do whatever you tell me to do.

As long as I kill this old man, I will definitely be able to become a train conductor. Then, I can help you a lot. I can help you do many, many things..."

He Daqing nodded with satisfaction, expressed his appreciation to the deputy conductor, looked excited, and then turned to look at the conductor.

The train conductor still looked calm and composed.

“I can help you more!

And, to show my sincerity, I can hand over a fatal weakness of mine to you..."

When He Daqing heard this, he was surprised. This old guy is not a stubborn old man at all.

This is an old bastard who hides very deeply!

The conductor didn't hesitate and said directly:

"I have transported a lot of contraband materials to the Far East, a large part of which was for the ugly people...

Most of them are secret military information, and I made a backup..."

He Daqing smiled cheerfully and untied the ropes on the conductor.

"I'm sorry to have wronged you, old comrade!"

He pointed to a dagger on the table.

"You know what to do, sir!"

The conductor rubbed his sore wrist, nodded slightly, picked up the dagger and faced the deputy conductor, smiling sinisterly:

"Useless! How dare a fool like you think you can replace me?

Remember, no matter where you are, people who are useful will always have the last laugh..."

As the deputy conductor was yelling and cursing, the conductor stabbed him in the heart and twisted him a few times.

He looked very experienced, and it was obviously not the first time he had done this kind of dirty work.