The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

"Movie?" The man was speechless: "How about we go and watch it too?"

"..." Hideryu Sone cursed Zhi Zhi secretly: "If I can go, wouldn't it be better if we just blow up the movie theater? Besides, how can we have the time and money to go to the movies?"

"Hey, who says it's not the case? Our salary at Zhaoshe is so low that if I don't escape in time when the explosion occurs, all my wealth will be turned into powder, because it's all on me." The man sighed: " By the way, what’s your code name?”

"Sone Hideryu."

That person understood.

In the 1970s, the well-known Japanese spy Toshitora Sone went to China to sort out "Chronicles of Chaos in Modern China" and "Map of Chinese Forts" and made great contributions.

Later, Toshitora Sone was appointed as a naval captain, and his superior, Navy Minister Kawamura Junyoshi, had great trust in him.

Obviously, the codename Sone Hideryu was derived from this.

Sone Hideryu asked: "Where is your code name?"

"Oh, my code name is - Kawamura Mudo."

Derived from the then Navy Minister Kawamura Junyoshi.

"..." Sone Hideryu gritted his teeth: "You mean, you have to suppress me, right? Navy Minister Kawamura Junyi, he is Junyi, but you are innocent?"

Kawamura Mudo said hurriedly: "Listen to me, don't get excited, it's all a false name, and we can't be burdened by a false name."

"Okay then, change your code name to Ryuichiro Sone."

"Baga! This is unreasonable, I think you are provoking!"

"?"

"Forget it, I won't argue with you. The next stop is Lugang Town. I want to get out of the car to investigate."

"You'd better not leave the station. Lugang Town is very capable of catching spies."

"I know, I know."

Before the train arrived at the station, Kawamura Mudō looked in the mirror and shaved off his beard. His eyebrows were shaped into thin, arched eyebrows with drooping tips. In addition, he had a white face, a thin nose, and a tall body. This was a typical Manchu appearance.

Just when he was shaving his eyebrows, the train swayed, his hand swayed, the knife tilted, and a section of his left eyebrow was cut off...

"Baga!"

Unfortunately, the train is about to arrive at the station, so this is all we can do.

He put on his double-breasted leather jacket and melon-pipe hat, thought for a moment, and then pinned a mirrored box to his waist.

Then get off the bus with the passengers and exit the station.

"That fool Sone Hideryu, what major event can be delayed by watching a movie? Just because the director's name is Zhao Chuanxin, who can refuse this kind of movie?"

When he left the station, he noticed several people in the station wearing a three-part overalls.

Shell, liner, fur collar.

These people looked left and right, watching every passenger entering and exiting the station with very sharp eyes.

When one of them passed by Kawamura Mudao, Kawamura Mudao's face immediately became solemn and serious.

He gave the man a thumbs up: "The clothes are really nice."

"Go, go, go to the side."

The Lugang Town intelligence team personnel who had defeated the enemy contacted Sun Yanguang: "We didn't find any suspicious persons, but we met a fool with half an eyebrow."

Their training is that spies are mostly plain-looking and will not attract attention.

This man with half eyebrows obviously does not fit this characteristic and looks like a fool.

Sun Yanguang frowned: "I have a bad feeling. Go back and ask the team leader for instructions, and say that I am going to take people on the train to investigate."

Kawamura Mudichi walked out of the station, tightened his collar to resist the cold wind, and muttered: "It's so rude, it's a good thing I complimented him on his beautiful clothes. In this damn weather, it's better to go to the cinema to watch a movie. Sone Hideryu will definitely do it in the future." They will admire my courage to go deep into the dragon's pond and the tiger's den!"

…

When Zhao Hongzhi and his children came out after watching the movie, they were still unsatisfied.

Zhao Hongzhi patted his coat pocket, but there was no sound.

He sighed: "My brain tells me that I want to watch "Sakhalin Journey" again, but the money I have left in my pocket doesn't allow it."

Then he looked at DeFeo.

Defu clutched his pocket tightly: "Look what I'm doing? My family is no longer a landlord's house, how can we have any surplus food?"

Zhao Hongzhi was furious: "Defu, I'm not talking about you, we are brothers, your iron cock face now is really disgusting."

"Haha." Defu sneered: "First pay me back the two cents you owe me and then talk about anything else."

At this time, Zhao Zhongyi and the others came out of the cinema.

"Dad, give me some money, I want to watch it again."

"What are you watching? How many children can't even watch it once, and you want to watch it twice?"

Zhao Zhongyi was usually very serious about his words. Not to mention his subordinates, even his own son did not dare to make any mistakes.

Zhao Hongzhi shrank his neck.

Zhao Zhongyi neither raised his children richly nor poorly, depending on the situation.

For example, when it comes to food, you must choose the best. People who practice martial arts pay attention to their diet.

There are many books at home, including rare classics purchased at high prices, and Zhao Zhongyi is not stingy.

However, in terms of clothing, expenses, and daily pocket money, Zhao Hongzhi is not yet lavish, which is the level of ordinary people in Lugang Town.

As soon as Zhao Zhongyi left, Zhao Hongzhi looked at Yao Bing.

Yao Bing smoothed the wrinkles of his newly purchased down jacket, put his hands behind his hands and looked up at the sky.

Haha, want to borrow money?

Okay, just speak up.

Zhao Hongzhi held his breath in his heart but did not open his mouth.

And Benjamin Goldberg had already bought the tickets and came back, taking Yao Bing to line up again.

Defu said: "You go back to your mother, aunt, she will definitely give you money. I, I will go in first."

He couldn't resist the temptation of action movies, so he lined up with them to go through security check and enter the cinema, leaving Zhao Hongzhi in a mess in the wind.

Zhao Hongzhi said sadly: "Human relationships are cold and warm, the world is hot and cold, and ten cents of money can stump a heroic man."

He could not enter the cinema and refused to go back to ask for money. He just lingered in front of the cinema.

There was a security patrol patrol at the entrance of the cinema, one male and one female.

"Hey, why do you bring a knife to the movie?"

"I'm afraid of being robbed when I go out, and I'm afraid of being robbed when I'm sitting at home. Who dares to go out for a walk without a knife?"

"Fart! What era are you talking about? Who dares to rob Lugang Town at this time? I think you have evil intentions!"

"Misunderstanding, you two will keep it for me first and pick it up when I come out."

Zhao Hongzhi didn't take it seriously.

But there was one person who was sitting on the wax, and that was Kawamura Mudo who came outside the cinema.

Kawamura Mudao subconsciously touched the mirror box on his waist, undecided on the roadside.

Zhao Hongzhi wandered around, his eyes lit up, and he walked straight towards Kawamura Wudao: "Um, sir, do you have a gun license? Don't say you don't have a gun. I took a quick look at the outline and knew that under your clothes was A mirror box."

Originally, Zhao Hongzhi did not know that gun owners in Lugang Town needed a gun license.

Later I learned about it from Li Anyang.

Kawamura Mudao's heart skipped a beat: What is a gun license? Should I say yes or no?

It was all his own fault. He subconsciously touched it and told this little kid to find out the clues.

Zhao Hongzhi tilted his head and squinted his eyes, pointing at Kawamura Wu Dao: "Oh... your expression tells me that you don't have a gun license. Then you are in trouble, I will report you, and no one will say a word when I report you."

Kawamura Mudo's expression finally changed. He looked around and saw a crowd of people walking in front of the cinema. It would be extremely difficult to kill someone and silence them.

He lowered his voice with a guilty conscience and said, "Little brother, please take a step to speak."

Zhao Hongzhi shouted at the top of his lungs: "What the hell? I borrowed a step, and you still won't give it back to me?"

Baga.

In the cold weather, Kawamura Modo, who felt guilty, was sweating profusely from howling. He said in a foreign accent: "Little brother, what do you want? You talk about what you want. It's useless to yell, it's a joke."

Zhao Hongzhi took a step forward and said sternly: "Okay, I've lent you a step. I don't want you to pay back anything else. You can remove the big ring hammer and trigger from your mirror box and give them to me." , let’s settle the matter.”

"Here, I give."

Zhao Hongzhi looked around and saw people coming and going, so it was not easy to dismantle the gun in public.

He said: "Um, let me take a step to speak."

Kawamura Mudao frowned: "Then you borrowed a step and still don't want to pay it back?"

"You don't even want to ask about Zhao's character." Zhao Hongzhi puffed out his chest and patted his chest: "Even if Zhao borrowed money from a good brother, he would never repay it. You and I have never met each other, how can we repay it? you?"

Baga!

The two sneaked to the corner of the cinema, blocking other people's sight with their backs, and each took out a mirror box from their waists.

Kawamura Mudao took one look and understood: "So your gun is missing the hammer and trigger!"

Zhao Hongzhi's heart was surging, and he quickly put away the gun: "No more gossip, quickly take it out."

Kawamura Mudao dismantled the gun and handed the hammer and trigger to Zhao Hongzhi.

Zhao Hongzhi took the thing and said, "Do you still want to borrow one more step? Because Zhao still has ten cents left to buy a movie ticket."

"..."

Kawamura Mudo suddenly thought of something: "How did you get in with a gun?"

Zhao Hongzhi skillfully installed the hammer and trigger while saying: "My names are uncle and aunt who are checking tickets at the door. They were originally mounted policemen from the Public Security Station. They watched me grow up, how could they check me?"

"Little brother, I also want to go in and watch "The Journey to Sakhalin". Why don't you help me carry the gun and we go in together?"

Zhao Hongzhi was overjoyed: "Okay, you'd better buy the next one too. I think I can watch it again."

Kawamura Nodo gritted his teeth in distress: "It's a deal."

Zhao Hongzhi carried his gun and slipped in smoothly. The female patrol officer who searched him at the door even stuffed a piece of candy into his hand.

Zhao Hongzhi came to the screening room with great pride, found Defu and the others, and sat down next to them: "Hmm, let me tell you this, Defu, money is like a cloud to me, and it's just a matter of effort."

Kawamura Mudo next to him: "..."

Why did you extort the money? Do you really have no idea?

Defu was surprised: "In Lugang Town, there is still someone who will lend you money? Tell me who has such a short memory, so I can try my luck."

Kawamura Wudao was furious: Little brat, don’t even think about paying me any more for those three melons and two jujubes issued by Zhao She!

Zhao Hongzhi waved his small hand: "Don't say so harshly, don't forget that the Chinese New Year is coming soon. When the red envelope is received, there is no need to kowtow, Zhao will settle the account on his own."

"Ah...tui!" Defu said disdainfully: "Uncle's red envelopes are all a piece of ocean with ten copper coins. The total is not enough for the money you borrowed this year."

"..." Zhao Hongzhi calculated silently in his mind, and it was true, but he said harshly: "Who only has that one relative? There are so many red envelopes."

"You're lying, your father never allows you to accept other people's lucky money."

Because Zhao Chuanxin started the habit of giving red envelopes to snotty babies during the Chinese New Year when everyone was very poor, so Zhao Zhongyi agreed to Zhao Hongzhi accepting Zhao Chuanxin's new year's money.

For many years, Zhao Zhongyi thought that the red envelope was only ten copper coins, but he didn't know that an entire ocean had been secretly transferred...

Jiang Mingxin scolded: "Shut up, you two, why don't you watch the movie? Are you really ashamed? Didn't you see everyone else staring at you?"

The two of them shut up.

As the movie came to an end, the guitar sound of "Sunflower" sounded, and Kawamura's mojo was still unfinished: "It's so interesting, that little devil is really hateful."

This is the charm of movies, this is ideological output.

Before the lights came back on, Zhao Hongzhi pushed Kawamura Mudō hard.

The two made eye contact and left the scene first.

When they reached the corridor, Zhao Hongzhi said with a smile: "You are right, that little devil is very hateful. I will kill him if I meet him."

At this time, Kawamura Wudao was shocked: Baga, am I not a Japanese too?

He could only tell himself silently: I am a good devil.

But a good devil would carry a mirror box with him and want to blow up a carriage?

Kawamura was confused.

After thinking about it, Zhao Hongzhi led him to the place where the person was being carried: "Quickly, take the gun away so that we can get together and disperse. My brother and my future mother-in-law will come out later."

He eagerly took out the gun and handed it to Kawamura Mudo, and then heard Jiang Mingxin shout: "Zhao Hongzhi, why are you running? Just stop!"

Zhao Hongzhi pushed Kawamura Mudo and turned around with a smile on his face: "I'm not running for anything. I'm not in a hurry to come out and buy a ticket for a movie."

Jiang Mingxin said: "I don't want to watch it, but Anyang insists on watching it again."

When they entered again, the lights in the screening room dimmed. Zhao Hongzhi subconsciously touched the mirror box beside his waist, and suddenly his eyes widened: "I'll blanch it!"

"What's wrong?" Defu asked curiously when he saw him startled.

Zhao Hongzhi touched it carefully and found that there was no hammer or trigger, but there was a flat receiver in the mirror box, which was full of bullets.

Damn it, wrong gun!

Zhao Hongzhi wanted to cry but had no tears.

After Kawamura left, he touched the gun and found a hammer and a trigger. He was overjoyed: The little thief had tried all his tricks and finally picked up the wrong gun.

Now there was a complete gun in his hand, which he tucked into his waist without even looking.

…

In addition to Jin Wuzhi from the backing army and Neng Chengwen and Boyarkov from the Peacekeeping Bureau, the rest of the group, such as Hu Er, Li Tonglong, Liu Huaqiang, Dadong, etc., must take the double line of the South Manchuria Railway to merge into the main line first, and then each other Running around.

Lugang Town sent an insurance team to escort them all the way to the car.

This stretch of road was naturally uneventful.

Naturally, the group of people traveled in the first-class compartment at the rear, where there was no choking soot and steam.

Liu Guogui was on the platform, wearing a long gray-green cotton coat outside, but wearing a suit and leather shoes underneath. He had a cigar in his mouth, his left hand in his pocket, and his right hand waving to the train: "Goodbye everyone, have a nice trip."

Next to him were the Japanese staff members who were nodding and bowing, and behind him were the heavily armed insurance team members.

The precious thing is a mess.

But as the train moved forward, he tripped on a piece of wood and fell down, seriously damaging his image.

Liu Guogui was furious and punched and kicked the Japanese next to him: "Are you blind in the Hamale Desert? Are you watching me step on him?"

The Japanese was so beaten that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his nose was full of tears. He almost knelt down and kowtowed: "Simi Masai, Simi Masai..."

People on the train: "..."

When Liu Guoguo was tired from beating, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "Hey, it's just a little bit close, just a little bit close to a perfect ending. It's all your fault for killing me. You're a Japs who can die ten thousand times..."

"Simi Marseille, Smie Masai..."

Sun Yanguang burst out laughing on the train.

After laughing, he ordered the accompanying intelligence personnel to disperse to various carriages.

The dead flight attendant was a Japanese insider of the Lugang Town intelligence team and tipped them off.

This man's death was strange, and there was a meeting in Lugang Town to crack down. Naoko Yuka took this very seriously.

Sun Yanguang felt palpitations while inspecting the station. It was his sixth sense honed on the front line, so he decided to get on the train and accompany him.

He went to the first-class compartment, leaned against the side of the compartment and smoked, looking at everyone in the compartment with sharp eyes.

But he found nothing suspicious.

In the cargo compartment, Hideryu Sone asked Kawamura Mudou: "Where did you go before?"

Kawamura Wudao was extremely proud: "I went to Lugang Town to watch a movie and came back unscathed."

"What?" Hideryu Sone was shocked: "You idiot, you will ruin our plan to counter Zhaoshe."

"Haha, you don't understand this kind of bushido spirit. Only those who are not afraid of death are worthy of being heroes."

"Hero, now please bring your gun and push the dining cart to the first class compartment to detonate the bomb."

Kawamura Mudo hesitated for a moment: "I have time to escape, right?"

"Of course, the bomb has a fuse. It will only blow up the last carriage at most."

"That's good."

Kawamura Mudichi was ready, took a deep breath and pushed the dining cart forward.

When he reached the penultimate carriage, suddenly a passenger wearing a parka sitting at the end stopped him: "Wait a minute, lift the cloth and let me take a look."

Kawamura was ignorant and indifferent. He opened the cloth and saw that it was full of rice.

Open the other side and inside is smoked whale backbone.

If you lift it again, it's still a dish.

"Let's go."

Kawamura Wudao smiled and pushed the car to the last first-class compartment.

As soon as he entered, he was stared at by Sun Yanguang.

However, Kawamura Mudao did not show any flaws and pushed the car forward.

When he almost reached the seats where Liu Huaqiang and others were sitting, Sun Yanguang suddenly remembered that someone reported to him at the station that he saw a fool with half-cut eyebrows.

"stop!"

Kawamura Mudo not only did not stop, but also accelerated his pace.

Sun Yanguang was shocked.

He is a trainee and will never remain indifferent to abnormalities just because of misunderstanding or embarrassment.

He sprinted straight away and flew away.

At the same time, he shouted: "General Manager Hu, be careful!"

Among those people, Dadong was from the Judgment Group, and Hu Er was the general manager of the Lugang Town Patrol Bureau, both of whom were considered warriors.

Sun Yanguang was closer to Hu Er, a grassland man, so he instinctively reminded him.

Kawamura Wudao didn't know how he was exposed.

But since it has come to this point, it doesn't matter.

He immediately took out the mirror box and aimed it at Hu Er, ready to kill the bearded man first and then light the fuse.

But...

Click.

The hammer missed.

Kawamura Wudao: "?"

Click.

Kawamura Wudao: "..."

Baga, that little thief misled me!

Hu Er and others didn't even know Sun Yanguang's identity, let alone guard against it.

By the time they reacted, Kawamura Wudao had already pulled the trigger twice.

It's a pity that there was no bullet in the gun, and the one with bullets but no hammer and trigger was in Zhao Hongzhi's hand.

Kawamura Wudao panicked and hurriedly lit the fuse.

Tsk…

After lighting the fuse, Kawamura Mudao became even more panicked: Sone Hidetatsu, you will die a miserable death. It is true that there is a fuse, but why didn’t you tell me that the fuse burned so quickly?