Chapter 105 The Pigeon Leaves
Chapter 105 The Pigeon Leaves
"Zi La"
Xie Wuwei directly cut open the old wound on Bai Zhu's shoulder, and blood flowed out, staining his clothes red.
The veins on Baizhu's neck were bulging, his teeth were clenched, sweat was dripping down his cheeks like beans, and his chest was wet, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or blood.
Lin Ruotang felt sad when she saw Xie Wuwei hiding the iron ball in the pigeon's shoulder.
Bai Zhu looked pale and smiled weakly.
"You must take care of yourselves!"
He stood up and picked up a briefcase.
Now Xie Wuwei and Lin Ruotang are going to send Bai Zhu to the dock. The three of them are in the car, which is really dangerous.
And now the Japanese are checking very strictly, Xie Wuwei and Lin Ruotang have to make sure Bai Zhu gets on board safely.
As soon as they arrived at the dock, they saw Niu Batian and his men waiting there.
Xie Wuwei hid in the dark and did not go over. Only Lin Ruotang brought Bai Zhu to Niu Batian.
"Boss Niu, a friend of mine is leaving Shanghai and no one can see him."
Hearing Lin Ruotang's words, Niu Batian immediately said:
"Ms. Lin, don't worry, I have already arranged it. Please take a look."
Lin Ruotang looked in the direction he pointed and found a coffin. She was puzzled. If it was a coffin, the Japanese would definitely check it.
Seeing Lin Ruotang's confusion, Niu Batian walked to the coffin, squatted down, and opened the base of the coffin.
"This type of coffin has a secret compartment underneath. It used to be used for smuggling. I had someone add something to it so it's just big enough for one person to lie down."
After he said that, he looked at the man in the hat behind Lin Ruotang. The man was unfamiliar. He glanced at him and then looked away.
"In the coffin is a brother's mother. I don't know if this brother would mind."
"do not mind!"
Bai Zhu really didn't mind. As long as the family of the deceased didn't care, he would care even less. His mind was full of thoughts about returning to his hometown as soon as possible, sending back information, and finding the traitor lurking in the rear.
Niu Batian walked forward, pushed open the coffin, and opened the partition. Bai Zhu walked to the coffin and looked back at Lin Ruotang.
Bai Zhu lay down. Lin Ruotang stopped Niu Batian, still worried.
"Is this really okay?"
"Ms. Lin, don't worry. We do this all the time. Even the Japanese wouldn't notice."
Lin Ruotang watched from afar as Niu Batian covered the coffin. Not long after, a group of men in black cloth came, took out white linen, tied it on their shoulders, and carried the coffin away.
Just as Niu Batian was carrying the coffin onto the boat, the Japanese patrol arrived and shouted from afar:
"Stop, routine inspection!"
A man with a sinister look looked at the coffin behind Niu Batian and asked coldly:
"what is this?"
Niu Batian was very surprised. He had a loud voice and his words sounded like thunder.
"What? Madam, you don't even know what a coffin is?"
The captain of the Japanese patrol, Hashimoto Yota, frowned and glared at Niu Batian. This man was too tall and really an eyesore.
"Of course I know what a coffin is. I'm asking who's in it?"
Niu Batian had a sad face and said to Hashimoto Yota:
"This is my godmother. When I first came to Shanghai, I was starving and almost dying. It was my godmother who gave me a bowl of porridge. I don't know whether the porridge was thick or thin, but I will remember it for the rest of my life..."
"All right!"
Hashimoto Yota's face darkened, and he impatiently interrupted Niu Batian's reminiscence.
"Open it and see!"
Niu Batian took out the money and handed it to Hashimoto Yota.
"Taijun, please be kind. It's unlucky to open the coffin..."
"Don't be so long-winded, just open it, or I'll put you in!"
After Xunqiao Ben Yangta took the money, he still did not give Niu Batian a good look.
Niu Batian looked grim, but still waved his hand and the younger brothers behind him opened the coffin.
Yota Hashimoto walked over, took a closer look, and confirmed that it was a dead person. He did not let it go so easily. He took out his bayonet and stabbed the corpse in the coffin.
Bai Zhu smelled a bloody smell and felt a fishy sensation in his throat. These beasts didn't even let go of the dead old lady.
"What are you doing..."
Niu Batian rushed over and pushed Hashimoto Yota away. He saw blood flowing out of the old lady's chest in the coffin. His eyes were red and he turned his head to stare at Hashimoto Yota.
"She's dead, why are you still hurting her!"
Seeing Niu Batian like a wild beast on the loose, Hashimoto Yota couldn't help but take a step back, and said with a face that was too embarrassed:
"I just wanted to see if he was really dead. He was just a dead person. Why are you so nervous? You want to go to the Special High Section. I suspect you are an anti-Japanese element..."
Before he finished speaking, Niu Batian's younger brother immediately stopped Niu Batian, and someone gave money to Hashimoto Yota.
"Taijun, don't be angry. Our boss is the head of the Black Dragon Gang. He values friendship the most. He and Captain Guan Ye are related. We are all family. Please be flexible!"
Looking at the money in his hand, Hashimoto Yota immediately took the money, looked at Niu Batian arrogantly, and said disdainfully:
"In that case, I'll give Captain Guan Ye some face!"
Looking at Hashimoto Yota who left in a swagger, Niu Batian clenched his fists. This was really his godmother, and she really gave him a bowl of porridge.
It is said that my godmother's son went to join the revolution, and no one knows where he went to fight.
This time he sent his godmother to her hometown for burial, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen.
Niu Batian calmed down. He looked at the withered and skinny old lady in the coffin, biting his back teeth tightly, and said with tears in his tiger eyes:
"go!"
After the ship sailed away, Niu Batian stood on the dock and knelt down with a plop.
"Godmother, I'm sorry!"
He knocked his head against the ground on the dock and didn't raise it for a long time.
The man under his godmother's coffin was very careful, but he could still see that the man had a shoulder injury.
He became more and more determined to help Miss Lin. He understood that Miss Lin must be doing something right.
Watching the boat leave, he also wanted to inform his godmother's son, but he had never seen that person before and didn't know where that person had gone, so he could only ask the neighbors on both sides to keep an eye out.
Lin Ruotang and Xie Wuwei did not leave. Seeing Hashimoto Yota like that, Xie Wuwei's fingers crackled.
If looks could kill, Lin Ruotang's eyes would have killed Hashimoto Yota countless times.
But this time, with the departure of the "carrier pigeon", they can also breathe a sigh of relief.
Lin Ruotang also returned to the Secret Service Bureau to work. As soon as she arrived at the Secret Service Bureau, Zhou Qin called her away.
Lin Ruotang walked into the office and saw Zhou Qin looking out the window. Zheng Manqiao was talking to Ichiro Nakai outside the window.
"Director Zhou!"
"You're not pretending to be sick anymore?"
Hearing Zhou Qin say this, Lin Ruotang laughed awkwardly and said to Zhou Qin:
"How did the director know I was faking illness?"
Zhou Qin snorted coldly, turned around and said:
"Xie Wuwei always brings either roast chicken or desserts every day. If you are really sick, you can eat these."
Without waiting for Lin Ruotang to speak, Zhou Qin continued:
"You've been lazy and stolen, now we have to get down to business."
Lin Ruotang looked at her in confusion. Now Zhou Qin and she were both marginalized people in the bureau. They were the most idle ones. So what else was there for them to do?
She couldn't help but ask:
"What's the matter?"
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