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Chapter 414 My Ship Is Famous
Three thirty in the afternoon.

Xuanwu Lake is at the peak of passenger flow, and cruise ships on the lake are like weaving, shuttling back and forth, carrying tourists from all over the country to visit Jinling No.

Among them, a small boat was slowly rowing in the waters of Wuzhou Park. The so-called Wuzhou is just that someone named five continents on five small islands in the lake made of silt.

It is closely following the international trend.

This small boat is only five or six meters long and more than one meter wide. It was originally a fishing tool for fishermen in the lake. After Jinling was established as the capital of the Republic of China, fishing in Xuanwu Lake was banned, so the fishermen changed their careers and became boatmen.

There were only two people on the boat, an old man and a middle-aged man. They had different expressions. The old man paddled the boat leisurely with a big cigarette in his mouth, while the middle-aged man looked anxious.

"Master, can you hurry up? When I ordered your boat, you patted your chest to ensure that your boat is famously fast. Why did we still wander around Wuzhou Island after more than an hour.

I am really in a hurry to go to Guojiagou on the north bank. In this way, in addition to the agreed one yuan boat fare, I will add one yuan. Please row faster. I will definitely thank you again when I get to the shore. "

The middle-aged man finally couldn't bear it anymore. After the boat slowly stopped again, he immediately expressed his dissatisfaction with the old boatman, and then took out a banknote from his wallet and handed it to the old boatman.

It's not that he is easy to talk, but that he must leave Jinling as soon as possible. As long as he can achieve this goal, it doesn't matter if he spends a little more money. At worst, he will kill this nasty old man directly on the shore.

Seeing the bright eyes of the banknotes, the old boatman immediately reached out to grab them and put them in his pocket, then took out a bag of things from the cabin under his feet and threw them at the feet of the middle-aged man, and started selling them as he opened his mouth.

"Sir, these dried shrimps and whitebait are really good things. They are not expensive. They only cost one yuan a catty. Although my boat is fast, they are too heavy to row. Why don't you buy more."

"You~!"

The middle-aged man almost vomited blood after hearing this. Dried dried shrimps and whitebait are good things. They cost one yuan a catty, which can buy several catties.

He took a few breaths, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Okay, I bought them all. It's about eight or nine catties here. I'll count ten catties for you, but you have to wait until the shore to pay, otherwise it will be broken up." .”

While talking, he touched the cold pistol on his waist, and gave up the idea of ​​killing this old man with a single shot. He must not shoot until the critical moment, and if he can't, he can just strangle him to death.

Seeing that the other party was so sensible, the old boatman smiled slyly, put the pipe on the side of the boat and knocked the ashes, held the oar with a straight face and said: "Sit still, sir, safekeeping will not miss your business."

The speed of the boat finally picked up, the waves from the breeze hit the bow of the boat, and a little bit of mercury splashed onto the boat. The middle-aged man looked better, but he hated the boatman's black heart even more in his heart.

He was running for his life, and the Chinese intelligence agency would know his true identity at any time, and Jinling would definitely be blocked by then, and every second he stayed in Jinling, his danger would increase by one point.

In the end, this old guy wasted an hour of him forcefully. With this time, he would have left Jinling City long ago. If he didn't kill the other party today, it would be hard to solve the hatred in his heart, despicable Chinese.

The middle-aged man lowered his head to hide the murderous intent on his face, and began to think about the most painful way to torture people. If he had enough time, he would definitely let the boatman know what life is better than death.

The old boatman didn't know that the guest who had been slaughtered was thinking of killing him, so he asked while rowing: "I don't know why sir is in a hurry to go to Guojiagou, why don't you call a rickshaw and a car."

"It's nothing, it's a matter of urgency."

The middle-aged man replied coldly that he was confident enough to pay a big price. He looked at the looming north bank and heaved a sigh of relief. He would be safe when he landed. He hoped that the team leader could hold on for a while.

Not far from the river bank is the Beijing-Shanghai Railway, the road around the lake, and the mountains and forests. Whether it is to escape or hide on the spot, he has many choices. As long as he survives the most critical few days, he can go to Shanghai.

This was the route he had planned long ago, and he did not evacuate from the regular route after receiving the warning signal, because facing the siege organized by professional intelligence personnel, taking a car or train would be to die.

No one would have imagined that he would leave Jinling on a cruise ship. The Chinese must not set up checkpoints on the lake, and the north shore is several kilometers long. A complete blockade cannot be achieved within a few hours.

When the Chinese intelligence agency found out that he had left without saying goodbye, maybe he was already sitting at home in Japan, tasting the yusheng made by his mother himself, the middle-aged man couldn't help showing a smug smile.

"Dudu."

"The boat ahead stopped for inspection."

Suddenly a whistle sound interrupted the middle-aged man's self-satisfaction. He followed the sound, and the smile froze on his face immediately. An iron wheel with the national flag of the Republic of China was slowly driving towards this side.

He had inquired about why the patrol boats were here. The patrol boats on Xuanwu Lake were rarely dispatched, and they usually parked at the pier. They had come to check several times before, and they chose to evacuate from here today.

Now that this happens, there are only two possibilities. One is that the team leader Tianfu betrayed him, and the Chinese intelligence agency followed the clues to find this place. The other is a coincidence, and he just had bad luck.

The middle-aged man looked at the lazy police officers on the iron wheel, and felt that the second possibility was more likely. These police officers might be short of money and wanted to use the name of patrol inspection to make some money.

Fortunately, he had prepared a brand-new certificate, and it was really impossible to spend money to eliminate the disaster. Besides, facing the machine-powered patrol boat, this human-powered boat could not escape even if it wanted to. All it could do was accept the inspection obediently.

The only thing I have to worry about is that the gun on my body is difficult to explain. This gun is black and has not been registered at the police station. Once found by the police, I will definitely be taken back to Jinling for detailed investigation.

He rolled his eyes, pulled out his pistol through the cover of his clothes, stood up staggeringly, and then exerted a little force on his feet, the boat suddenly tilted, and the middle-aged man bent down to support the side of the boat.

"Gudong."

There was an inaudible sound, and the pistol in the sleeve of the middle-aged man slipped into the water. The boatman at the stern seemed to hear something, and turned his head to look at the water bubbles on the lake thoughtfully.

The middle-aged man threw the weapon away. He doesn't have any cover now, and even with a weapon, he can't beat the police officers on the patrol boat. The gun is not very useful after landing, so it's better to throw it away.

As soon as he finished this action, the patrol boat approached the boat. There were five or six police officers standing outside the cockpit, as well as a few tunic suits. These people had guns in their hands and looked very serious.

"It turned out to be Lao Du. What's the matter? Don't you usually do activities in Wuzhou? Why did you bring your guests to the North Lake? Are you cheating again? Be careful to offend people who shouldn't be offended."

A police chief on the patrol boat recognized the boatman. They were all people who lived on the water. After so many years, they had known each other for a long time. He also knew that this boatman named Lao Du was dishonest and liked to kill people.

An embarrassed smile appeared on the dark face of the old boatman, and he quickly waved his hands: "This is all a misunderstanding. This guest is going to Guojiagou on the north bank. No, it took me a long time to row to get here."

"Oh, I see."

The police chief nodded and looked at the middle-aged man: "Sir, please show me your ID. Why don't you take a car to Guojiagou? Even if you take a boat, you shouldn't look for Lao Du. His boat is slow, haha."

The middle-aged man was about to burst into tears. He was looking for the old man because the other party said that his boat was fast, and in case of danger, the elderly are better than young people to control, who knew that the other party was so dark.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he took out his ID card from his pocket and explained: "I am a natural person who can't smell gasoline, and the rickshaw is too bumpy. It's better to take a boat, which happens to be able to see the scenery in the lake. It kills two birds with one stone."

"That's right, the scenery of Xuanwu Lake is really not enough for people to see, just wait a moment." The police chief replied after taking the certificate, and then handed the certificate to the Chinese tunic suit beside him, with a very respectful attitude.

This action made the middle-aged man jump in his heart. The situation seemed wrong. The Jinling Police Station did have plainclothes police officers, but the patrol boat was a public police vessel, and the police officers on it did not need to wear plainclothes.

And these Chinese tunic suits felt a little familiar to him. The Chinese tunic suit holding the ID card looked up at him, and the sharp eyes made him realize that the other party was a secret agent.

Too bad, if there were only the police, he would have the confidence to hide this gang of idiots, but in the face of intelligence personnel, this possibility is very low, and more importantly, why did the other party appear here.

Just when the middle-aged man was getting nervous, the Chinese tunic suit shook the ID in his hand and asked a question: "Your name is Feng Chaoyuan, and your address is Chaotian Palace. What are you doing in Guojiagou?"

This is a standard intelligence routine. It seems to be one question, but it is actually three questions, but the other two do not use question sentences to reduce the resistance of the questioners.

The middle-aged man knew this well, and replied without hesitation: "You are right, Mr. Feng went to Guojiagou to visit an old classmate. He heard that his condition was serious, so he rushed there in such a hurry."

He didn't worry about the other party's verification. Feng Chaoyuan's identity was prepared by him a long time ago, and it was specially used when retreating. Except for his parents, other records in the file can be found.

Chaotian Palace did have a house he rented, and he occasionally appeared in front of his neighbors once or twice. He rented the house and used the name Feng Chaoyuan, so he was not afraid of his lies being exposed.

Visiting an old classmate is not an excuse made up casually, but the so-called old classmate is a shield carefully selected by him, an old and sick child who graduated from the same school as Feng Chaoyuan's file.

Usually walking around, drinking some tea and chatting together, throwing some gifts and thoughts from time to time, the relationship between the two parties is quite good, after laying the groundwork for so long, now it's time to use each other.

"Mr. Feng, please provide the name and address of that old classmate. We need to verify it. If there is no problem, you can leave at any time. If there is a problem." The tunic suit sneered.

"Every sentence is true, and there is no concealment."

The middle-aged man vowed, thinking that the team leader should not have confessed. The Chinese don’t know their specific identities. The team leader really deserves to be a warrior of the Great Japanese Empire, Arigado.

(End of this chapter)