wind in the dark night

Chapter 122
Nine o'clock at night.

Qi Yue returned to the room.

Jiang Bin leaned on the sofa and took a nap.

There are disassembled pistol parts on the coffee table.

And a hammer and some nails.

Hearing the sound of the door, Jiang Bin sat up straight, yawned and said, "I'm back..."

Qi Yue looked at him: "I told you to keep an eye on it, why are you still asleep?"

Jiang Bin said: "Just now, I was cleaning the gun. After a few times, the upper and lower eyelids kept fighting. I'm telling you, stop fighting, you two should make peace."

Qi Yue said: "Peace is the most important thing? Let's get together."

Jiang Bin smiled and said, "Isn't it? If you don't close your eyes, how can you sleep?"

Qi Yue said: "I haven't seen you wipe the gun a few times, why are you so diligent all of a sudden?"

"My gun hasn't been cleaned for almost half a year, and it smells like a stench. As you say in Peking, it's so dirty!"

Jiang Bin took the rag and continued to wipe the gun.

"This sentence is not Peking dialect."

"Where is that?"

"Tangshan dialect."

"I heard you say it all the time, and I thought it was Peking dialect."

Qi Yue pointed to the wall: "Is there nothing going on next door?"

"A hundred pairs of eyes are staring at him, what can happen..."

Jiang Bin looked relaxed.

Qi Yue asked, "Where did you get the hammer?"

"I borrowed it from the waiter. Oh, the sole of the shoe fell off and needs to be nailed again."

Jiang Bin explained.

Only then did Qi Yue notice that an old shoe sole was thrown on the floor: "How did it fall?"

Jiang Bin said: "Don't mention it. If you didn't pay attention, you kicked it on the threshold. Let me tell you, if this person is unlucky, he will be stuck in his teeth if he drinks cold water!"

"That's not in such a hurry, it will be easier to find a shoe repairer tomorrow."

Qi Yue took out a match, lit the unfinished half of the cigar, and took a deep breath.

Jiang Bin said: "The heels are one high and the other low, so I can't walk. Those who know are the soles of the shoes, but those who don't know think there is something wrong with my legs and feet."

Qi Yue snapped: "Hypocritical."

"It's hypocritical, idle is idle, just find something for myself to do..."

Jiang Bin skillfully assembled the pistol.

Qi Yue picked up the hammer and weighed it: "I have all the tools, but you don't have any nails."

Jiang Bin stared: "I fell asleep."

"It's reasonable to fall asleep, what's the matter, do you want to give you a credit?"

"No need, don't give me a small report in front of the section chief, I will thank you."

"Hey, are you excited?"

Jiang Bin smiled and clasped his fists: "Master Sergeant calm down, just make a joke."

"This attitude is not bad. For the time being, I will forgive you for once, and I will not make another example! Nail your shoes, and Mr. Sergeant will rest for a while."

Qi Yue got up and went into the bedroom.

Jiang Bin lazily said: "It's late at night, don't do it, and nail it tomorrow morning..."

As a lurker, knowing that the superior is in danger and may be arrested at any time, he will never be in the mood to do something meaningless.

If Yang Feng is arrested, it will directly affect Jiang Bin.

Even for self-protection, Jiang Bin will try his best to prevent this kind of thing from happening.

Everything he does must be related to this!

Lying on the soft spring bed, Qi Yue gradually smoothed out his thoughts, and a set of images emerged in his mind: Jiang Bin used a dagger to pry open the sole of his shoe, using this as an excuse to ask the waiter to bring a hammer and nails.

Through the sound of the hammer knocking, the Morse code is used to warn the next door-there are gaps in the connection of the heating pipes, as long as the ear is good enough, you should be able to hear the sound of the iron.

Just a few simple syllables, such as the word "dangerous", can make an experienced agent make a correct judgment.

Qi Yue also understood that it was already arranged to let Jiang Bin stay in the room alone before. Ning Zhiyuan's purpose was very clear, to "create conditions" as much as possible, so that Jiang Bin could show more flaws.

Judging from the reality, Jiang Bin has already stepped into a trap with one foot.

Why did he stop warning again?

……

An hour ago.

Jiang Bin squatted in front of the heating pipe, pressed the sole of his shoe against the wall, and raised the hammer.

Just as Qi Yue guessed.

Jiang Bin is going to use Morse code to warn.

Communication is not a problem.

Agents trained by the Cheka will almost certainly use Morse code.

As long as Vasily receives it, no matter what the consideration is, he will take the initiative to cancel the connection, so as to ensure Yang Feng's safety.

Even if it is heard by others, Jiang Bin can still explain it with spiked shoes. It is estimated that no one can remember the syllables of the short knocking sound.

Ma Zhuang in Room 32, including his two subordinates, are all operatives, and they don't know anything about this boring communication technology.

When the hammer is about to fall.

Jiang Bin stopped suddenly.

The box of Cuban cigars on the coffee table surprised him for no reason.

He remembered something.

On the day Ning Zhiyuan came back from Dehui, the two met in the corridor of the police station. Although they exchanged pleasantries, the unfamiliarity was disturbing.

Because of this incident, I went to find Qi Yue to find out.

In just a few days, Ning Zhiyuan seemed to have no barriers at all. He not only chatted with him alone, but also gave him two boxes of expensive cigars.

Looking back now, it seems very abrupt.

Coincidentally, Akiyama Yumi just came in to deliver the manuscript...

In this way, I have an invisible advantage-knowing the ins and outs of the matter earlier than others. For a spy, in an afternoon, he has the opportunity to formulate a countermeasure.

Besides, how could Gao Kejian not be notified of such a big matter as arresting Lao Niu?

Could it be that the whole thing was a trap?
Thinking of this, Jiang Bin slowly put down the hammer.

He thought to himself, if his analysis is correct, the Cheka agent Vasily next door is probably a counterfeit!It's bait!

Maybe, that guy is pressing his ear to the wall, waiting eagerly. As soon as the hammer rings, spies will come in and arrest him.

According to this logic, it is naturally impossible for the old cow to come to the joint.

Jiang Bin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

In this life-and-death battle of wits, he finally managed to pass the test at a critical moment.

At this time, familiar footsteps came from the corridor.

It's Qi Yue who's back!

Jiang Bin thought for a while, quickly disassembled the pistol, put it on the coffee table together with the hammer and nails, and then leaned on the sofa and pretended to sleep.

The footsteps stopped at the door.

A soft knock on the door.

Jiang Bin just pretended he didn't hear it. He was so confused that he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Ning Zhiyuan must have found something.

Otherwise, they would not have used such a large battle to set up such a bureau.

Obviously, they haven't found evidence for the time being, and they should only be in the suspicion stage...

The sound of a key unlocking the lock.

Qi Yue stepped in.

"came back……"

Jiang Bin and Qi Yue greeted each other, but they were thinking to themselves: Oops, how will the phone call before end?
(End of this chapter)