Zhao Yulin took the team members out of the car, but Fang Buwei handed the ticket to the guards. After checking, he pushed open the door of the car and walked towards the last row of seats.

Seeing another guest coming in, the passenger came up and said he wanted to take a look at Fang Buwei's ticket again.

This is a blue steel fast train, or a first-time carriage. I came here so late and still had a yellow face. It is not surprising that the passengers suspected that other carriages rushed in.

It’s not for the passengers to be careful. Fang Buwei glanced at that at least half of the passengers in the car were foreigners.

That's why he asked Zhao Shirui to block Zhao Yulin, and he personally dealt with the observation post.

He was really worried about giving it to others.

Zhao Yulin was in the toilet, and even if he fought to the death, he would only die at most.

But this one in the carriage is different.

The arrest movement slowed down. If he was asked to take out a gun or grenade, if innocent casualties were caused, he and Zhao Shirui would definitely not be able to take it.

Fang Buwei took the ticket, carried a suitcase and looked around, as if he was looking for his seat number.

The observation post saw Fang Buwei walking all the way to him.

"I'm opposite you!" Fang Buwei pointed to the words "No. 58" on the backrest, and raised the ticket in his hand.

The ticket was folded, and the observation post did not see the number above.

He glanced at Fang Buwei with caution.

Isn’t this the person who got in the car at about the same time as me? Why has it been so long before I found my seat number?

I remember he had a companion, why didn’t he be together?

Observation Shou put down the book in his hand, smiled at Fang Buwei, and lowered his hands down the table.

Are you going to pull out a gun or get a grenade?

Fang Buwei sneered.

The pages were closed, revealing the cover, which was made of leather, and it seemed to be a hardcover book.

It is indeed Luxun’s “Scream”!

Do you understand?

Fang Buwei sneered secretly.

He also smiled at the observation whistle, bent over and put the suitcase under the seat.

Fang Buwei's suit was zipped up on his back, and the corners of his pants were also shrunk, revealing his belt and ankles. He glanced at the observation whistle quickly, but he didn't see any weapons in Fang Buwei's waist and two ankles.

It seemed that it was covered with dust on his body. When Fang Buwei stood up, he patted the front of the suit and the two sleeves twice.

No weapons?

Are you suspicious?

Observe the gun handle in his arms.

Fang Buwei grinned, changed out of the cigarette box, and handed it to the observation whistle.

The observation whistle waved his hand and smiled politely: "I just sucked too much, and my mouth was bitter!"

How can you not be bitter? You fucked at least half a pack under the car.

Fang Buwei nodded, lit a cigarette on his own and took a sip. A stream of smoke spurted out from his nostrils, and part of it floated to the observation whistle's face.

Fang Buwei shook the match in his hand, bent over slightly, and threw it into the ashtray on the table.

The observation whistle only felt a flower in front of me, as if something flashed over, and was shocked. Just as I was about to turn the pistol, I felt a pain in my neck and suddenly realized that I had lost my consciousness.

Fang Buwei punched the back of the observation whistle.

Hearing an unusual movement behind him, Fang Buwei turned his head and saw two team members leaning sideways, putting their hands in their arms, staring at Fang Buwei with an unkind look.

A bunch of idiots!

Fang Buwei cursed secretly.

After all, I am not my own person, and I don’t feel at ease if I don’t use it easily.

If this is a member of the anti-espionage team, even if he sees himself knocking the observation whistle out, his expression will be the same as that of ordinary people. It is not like these idiots. When he sees the situation is abnormal, the first thing he thinks of is to draw a gun.

After seeing the gesture made by Fang Buwei, several team members realized that the person who suddenly took action was his own.

Two team members came over and stood at the entrance of the aisle, as if waiting to go to the toilet, blocking the other passengers' view.

Fang Buwei's movements were not large, and only a few spies staring at the door of the toilet saw what he did, and what other foreigners should do.

Fang Buwei put the observation whistle on his seat and lifted up the bottom of his suit.

The twenty-shot box cannon is still a continuous hair style.

Fang Buwei took another look and his heart suddenly jumped.

The gun is loaded and the trigger can be fired as soon as it shakes. Isn't this guy afraid of blowing up his dick?

Fang Buwei retreated the trigger, pointed to the suitcase and the book on the table under the foot of the observation whistle, meaning to take them all back.

Japanese spies watch "Scream"?

Fang Buwei always felt a little strange.

It's not just a question of whether you can understand it.

He wanted to take it back for Wen Yuqing or Qi Zhenjiang to study it to see if it would be a Japanese spy's codebook.

The telecommunications masters who can recite the entire code book to their minds have never encountered many telecommunications experts so far, and most of them will carry them with you.

Chen Xinran is smart enough and has a good memory. She sent a telegram for more than three years according to a password book, but she has only memorized less than half of it.

One team member helped up the observation post and leaned against the window, showing his sleep. Another team member sat in Fang Buwei's position just now and pulled out the suitcase of the observation post. Seeing that the lock was complicated, he didn't dare to open it directly.

Fang Buwei snorted coldly and whispered: "Don't move around, and then drive again after you go back!"

The team member nodded.

No one can guarantee whether there are any grenades in the box, and whether the lock is connected to the lead wire.

Fang Buwei left his seat and walked to the bathroom door.

A few "clicks" sounds came from his ears, and Fang Buwei estimated that Zhao Yulin was trying to open the sewage outlet under the toilet.

Fang Buwei took a step back and looked out of the car. Zhao Shirui was standing in the ventilation window of the bathroom, but the train was higher and he couldn't see what Zhao Yulin was doing.

Fang Buwei knocked on the car window, and when Zhao Shirui turned around, he pointed to the ground again.

Zhao Shirui nodded and squatted down.

The door is made of steel, and even with your own strength, I guess I can't open it at once. There is no need to think about breaking the door.

Fang Buwei waved and pointed to a team member at the passenger who was pouring water for the guests one by one, and compared the lip of the key.

The team members understood and walked over quickly, looked at the passenger's ID, and pointed to the location of the toilet.

With a "bang", an iron plate fell onto the rails.

Zhao Shirui saw a hand stretching out from under the car, and a small mirror was buckled in his palm.

Are there so many fucking tricks?

Zhao Shirui praised secretly and straightened his waist.

He was afraid that Zhao Yulin would recognize him.

Fang Buwei’s plan is to arrest him secretly. It is better not to cause trouble or not.

Fang Buwei sighed secretly when he heard the iron plate hitting the rails.

It was too late to open the door, so I could only see Zhao Shirui.

Fang Buwei waved, meaning that he asked the team members to look at the door and then quickly got out of the car.

Zhao Yulin turned the mirror in his hand and investigated the situation outside the carriage.

A few pairs of leather shoes appeared in the mirror and were on the platform that was directly reflected in the bathroom.

Zhao Yulin's heart skipped and shone on the other side again.

There are also on the other side, but there is no platform here, and a few people are standing on the train tracks.

Zhao Yulin smiled silently, put away the mirror, stood up directly, and put his head to the window.

His and Zhao Shirui's vision collided without any obstacles.

Although Zhao Shirui put on makeup and Zhao Yulin did not recognize him immediately, the eyes that looked like a tiger staring at the prey made Zhao Yulin shudder.

Sure enough, it was exposed.

Zhao Yulin bared a mouthful of white teeth, pulled the corner of his mouth, showing a faint smile, and waved to Zhao Shirui.

Not only did Zhao Shirui not move forward, but instead took a step back and held the handle of the gun vigilantly.

Not fooled?

Zhao Yulin bared his teeth and pulled off the lead of the grenade.
To be continued...