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Chapter 1529 Qian Jun's boast

Chapter [-] Qian Jun's Bragging

"Jingle Bell!"

Just when Hisako Murakami's self-confidence improved again, she heard the phone on the table ring again, which made her good mood disappear in an instant.

I don't know how many times she answered the phone, but she still had to pick up the phone and answer it.

"Hisako, it's me, Noda!"

"Hi sir, what can I do, sir?"

"How is your investigation going? Is there any clue about the theft of the safe in the Black Dragon Hall?" Chief Noda asked calmly on the phone.

It's just that Jiuzi felt the deep pressure on him, even if he was not face to face, he could still feel it.

"I'm sorry, Chief, we have sent all our people here, but we haven't found any clues. I'm really sorry, Chief, Hisako has let you down."

The attitude was very good, but the other party still didn't appreciate it, and there was a burst of cursing on the phone.

It is estimated that Changzhi in the village was also treated in the same way just now, and Jiuzi knew very well that now she is tracking down the central government personnel and also investigating the theft of the Black Dragon Clubhouse.

As for whether the bombing of the Black Dragon Hall had anything to do with them, she didn't know, but it also provided her with an idea.

Facing Noda's scolding, Hisako could only say hello from time to time to accept the other party's scolding, and he didn't even have the slightest thought of retaliating.

"Jiuzi, if you want to check for me, you must not let the documents be sent out of Xinjing, and you must not let the Chinese or people in the world know, otherwise the image of the empire will be completely destroyed."

"The safe is important, but the documents inside are even more important. I believe you have heard about the documents there, or heard about them from other sources, but you must find them out for me."

Noda's voice ended, and the phone was hung up at the same time.

"Could it be the legendary plan?"

When Jiuzi thought of that plan, she couldn't help shivering all over her body, and a cold current rose from the soles of her feet. After all, she almost became the target of that plan.

"idiot!"

She slapped the table directly, making a loud noise, and even the table shook for a while.

……

Compared with Zhang Tianhao's deserted place and Jiuzi's anger and helplessness, Qian Jun's place is very lively. Thirteen or four people are training desperately there. Although they are not shouting slogans, they are also training in full swing.

Qian Jun knew that these people were still immature, but if it continued, then these people could be used when needed.

As a shooter, the marksmanship may still be accurate, but when necessary, it can be pushed to the surface.

"Brothers, train for another hour of physical fitness. Now our physical fitness is still very weak. Continue to train and attack in twos. Who will come with me."

"Qiantou, do you want to take a break, we have been training for more than three hours, everyone is tired!"

"Yes, head, why don't you take a break and practice tomorrow, okay?"

"No, if you think you are like this, you are going to die. The station master often tells us to sweat more in peacetime and less blood in wartime. We have only one choice, and that is to sweat desperately." Otherwise, they can only bleed to make up for their shortcomings." Qian Jun said directly and loudly.

"Besides, it's snowing heavily today, or even in the next few days, it's a good time for us to train with all our strength. Don't think that you are training, all of us are training, as if we are the station master, and we have never stopped training. As long as we have time , he absolutely trains, trains as his instinct. Keeps himself at his best all the time."

"By the way, boss, tell us about the experience of the station master. You often say that I have never heard of the great achievements of the station master."

"Okay, while everyone is training, I will tell you about the scene where the station master alone confronted half of the Japanese in the squadron. Once, the station master led a team of Japanese to rob Japanese transport trucks... ..."

Following Qian Jun's explanation, the team members below almost thought that they were really listening to a story. After all, the station master was like a godsend during the whole operation process. Not only was his marksmanship accurate, but more importantly, he killed more than 40 people by himself The Japanese soldiers directly beat half of the Japanese in the squadron without the slightest temper.

If Qian Jun hadn't said it, they would have thought it was fake.

It's just that they didn't know that what Qian Jun said was really false, especially the bragging.It's just to boost the confidence of these people, and it's what it should be to say that the webmaster is too wise and powerful.

No one wants to be a hero, but heroes are not so successful, and according to Qian Jun, training and training is the only way to survive and complete the task.

For this point, all the team members are still very convinced. After all, at this point, they have already used their words.

……

In the room, Zhang Tianhao was holding a stack of manuscript paper. He had already written six or seven sheets, but none of them met his requirements. It represents the past tense, and a new round of actions must be planned.

He can't sit and sleep on the credit card, that's not his style.It's not what he wants. When he came to this world, he had to do something so that his journey would not be in vain.

Looking up at the paper on the table, he had to put it away, because after writing for so long, he didn't finish the plan. After all, the purpose now is there, and he still needs to make a good plan.

Looking at the plan he wrote, he directly shook his head, took out a match, lightly lit the manuscript paper, and gently put it in the washbasin beside him.

Seeing that everything was burned, he raised his hand to put away all the things, and then put a few books on the table, as if he liked to sit here and read.

Of course, his books here are still mainly medical books, so as to fit his personality. After all, Kiichiro Chuan who borrowed this book was born in Sendai Medical College.If you don't read medical books, you may be suspected.

Perhaps because he saw the Japanese race improvement plan tonight, he was not in the mood to read a book, and even saw Japanese, which gave him a headache for a while.

"Looks like I'm not in the mood tonight. Damn it, it's the damned Japanese who use this damned plan to upset people." He rarely took out a cigarette, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and finally swallowed it Live without point.

Who would have thought that a person who used to smoke every day in Beiping would quit smoking completely when he arrived in Xinjing.

Bored, he turned on the radio again to listen to it, but it was already past twelve o'clock in the evening, and almost all radio stations were off the air.

But he was still upset for a while and he still picked up the phone. After all, he was in a bad mood, although he couldn't find someone to talk to, but it could relieve his inner bitterness.

"Hisaki, it's me!"

"Ah, Chuan Qi-kun, why do you want to call me so late? This is not your style!" During the call, Hisako Murakami was pleasantly surprised after hearing Zhang Tianhao's voice, and said with a smile .

"I can't sleep. I slept for too long during the day, so I want to chat with Miss Jiuzi. Do you have time?"

"Chuan Qi-jun, I may be a little busy here, and I haven't got off work at this time!" Jiuzi didn't know the meaning of these words, so he refused with some embarrassment.

"Jiuzi, the work is endless. Besides, you are working in the office now. Why don't you change your mind and work better? Isn't that better?"

(End of this chapter)