Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Gu Siwei was dumbfounded at this moment.

Because what was in front of him was a row of guns wrapped in oil paper. They were not ordinary guns, but American-made Thompsons.

Gu Siwei knew about this thing because it was so famous. The Italian black slap gangs active in the United States liked to use this thing. They usually put it in a violin box, and when they got to the place, they gently shook it to reveal it, and then Just a clicking sound.

Not to mention playing with this guy, even if I saw a few bad guys in black trench coats and black politeness in the movie standing in a row, each holding a handful of this thing, it clicked like a wheat-cutting scene, which one? Aren't men's suprarenal veins extremely high?

Of course, the person being clicked must be unhappy.

The three boxes in front of Gu Siwei are all full of these things, and they are still brand new and look like they have not been used at all. All the guns are wrapped in oil paper, and the whole body of the gun is shiny with oil.

In addition to four large boxes of bullets, there are also a whole box of grenades in the remaining boxes. In addition, there are two small cannons and mortars. Of course, there are also artillery shells, but not many, two. The box contains about ten rounds.

"What the hell are you doing!"

After coming back to his senses, Gu Siwei really didn't know how to evaluate Tao Dabin. You said that you, an old guy, don't buy more small yellow croakers and big yellow croakers. What are you doing with these things? You can't eat or drink them. It's troublesome to get rid of them. .

"What the hell!"

Gu Siwei spat at Tao Dabin again in his heart.

But Gu Siwei didn't know that Tao Dabin had already escaped at this moment. From the moment he couldn't find the hidden rope, Tao Dabin didn't hesitate at all, and fled without taking anything with him, greased the soles of his feet.

Gu Siwei was still complacent, feeling that he had copied Tao Dabin's experience, but Gu Siwei was not in this business after all. Tao Dabin had been a spy for so many years and had fought against little devils. He didn't know the story of the Three Cunning Rabbits. Tao Dabin's gold bars, antiques, etc. are more than that.

To put it bluntly, Gu Siwei just bought a rabbit nest for his family. Although it was considered important, it definitely did not force Tao Dabin, an old traitor, into poverty.

Gu Siwei didn't understand antiques, but he was really interested in guns.

It's just that he's not very good at playing with the new guy, but that's no problem, he now has plenty of time to play around with it.

Putting the gun matter aside, Gu Siwei opened what Tao Dabin had hidden in the cracks of the rocks.

After seeing the thing, Gu Siwei really didn't know how to evaluate Tao Dabin.

After opening the package, what Gu Siwei saw was an ID with a photo. The person in the photo was Tao Dabin, but it was taken more than ten years ago when he looked younger. At this time, Tao Dabin was quite presentable. And he carries stars on his shoulders.

"Oh, he's still a major general!"

Gu Siwei looked at Tao Dabin's photo and said with a smile.

Why Major General? Gu Siwei didn't recognize Lao Chang's military rank, but it didn't matter if he didn't recognize it, it was all marked on the ID card.

Just like a common certificate, the leather cover is opened to reveal a piece of paper, but it is read from right to left, and it is arranged vertically.

On the far right is Tao Dabin's military uniform photo, which says Gao Xianqin, age 51, place of origin: Linjiang, position: Director of xxx, military rank: major general.

The word "Mao Sen" is written behind the director.

Only then did Gu Siwei realize that Tao Dabin's real name was Gao Xianqin, but it was easy to understand after thinking about it. It was impossible to use his real name when he was a spy. Isn't that nonsense?

This thing is so common.

But the other little book is a little unusual.

Gu Siwei flipped through it and saw that there were many secret agents recorded in it, or Tao Dabin, that is, the list that Gao Xianqin thought he was a spy.

This thing makes Gu Siwei a little confused. You, a spy, don't want to get information, but you want to attack your own people all day long?

No wonder Lao Chang went to the island to catch turtles. With people like you poaching down there, Lao Chang even went to the island to think he was capable.

Gu Siwei is not a student of history. He doesn't know the difference between this unified bureau and that one, and he doesn't know what the differences are between this mountain and that mountain of other secret service agencies.

In Gu Siwei's opinion, these things are treasures for Song Rui.

As for the other things, Gu Siwei has nothing to do with it. Gu Siwei believes that even if these agents know that they are afraid of Song Rui's life, it will not be simple. If these agents kill Song Rui, then our side Aren’t counterintelligence officers just for a living?

As for whether it will be dangerous or something.

If Song Rui doesn't want to take this risk, he will be the only one in this life. Nothing in this world is without danger. The greater the danger, the greater the opportunity.

At this time, Gu Siwei really didn't think about whether Song Rui would accept his kindness.

He just wanted to give this thing to Song Rui. As for others, he had no friendship with him. Secondly, it was such a great achievement that it was inappropriate to give it to others, and Gu Siwei couldn't bear to part with it.

Until now, it was only Song Rui who had owed him a favor, and he had given favors to others.

If Song Rui knew now, I don't know how he would feel. Would he point at Gu Siwei's nose and scold him, or clap his hands and shout: I did it.

In the end, Song Rui had no choice.

Gu Siwei made things simple here, such as small yellow croakers and the like, naturally placed in the most convenient place, antique calligraphy and paintings, etc., Gu Siwei looked at them in vain.

Gu Siwei is fully aware of his own artistic level, which is nothing more than blowing fire through a rolling pin - he knows nothing about it! So I didn’t look carefully.

Now that I've got everything, it's time to go on a long trip.

But before leaving for a long trip, Gu Siwei ran around the town, wrapped the things he had collected from Tao Dabin, which was his ID card with the notebook, wrapped it in paper, stamped it and threw it into the mailbox. The recipient is naturally Song Rui.

When I got home, I talked to Sicui about going into the mountains. This trip was going to take a little longer. After almost a month, Gu Siwei arranged the things at home and set off.

The route Gu Siwei chose was not from the town here, but along the mountain to the east. After a few days, there would be a train out of the mountain.

At this time, the domestic railways were not as developed as they would be in the future. It was really convenient to go south. Whether it was high-speed trains or sleeper trains, there was always a train that could satisfy you.

There are only a few railways at this time. If you want to buy a sleeper, you have to be lucky, or you have to be qualified to buy one.

Gu Siwei naturally wouldn't take a bus, so he didn't care. He just picked up the truck to figure out where the bus was going, and just squatted up.

Not to mention the journey, it was not very comfortable.

The main reason is that it is slow. Gu Siwei used to fly, and it only took two or three hours to arrive. Even the high-speed rail only took about ten hours. Now, it only takes a few days! It really lasted a few days, driving around in a broken car, and Gu Siwei was almost exhausted.

But there was no other way. We still had to ride the car and walk the road. Fortunately, Gu Siwei brought his own palace, so he could eat fruit and sleep on the road.

But sometimes I regret that I didn’t bring one or two animals from home to keep me company, such as Da Mao, fried dough sticks, and the two cats at home, otherwise it wouldn’t be so boring.

While Gu Siwei was eating big cherries and humming a little tune, Song Rui was now sweating on his forehead.

It was quite strange that Song Rui received the package in the morning, wondering who sent him something!

When I opened the results, I almost scared Song Rui out of his soul. There were many spies at this time, and there was an anti-special environment throughout the country. How could Song Rui not know the importance of this matter.

After coming back to his senses, Song Rui didn't dare to waste a moment. He got on the car and rushed towards the county. He didn't dare to stop at all along the way. He even missed work and didn't ask for leave from the leader at all.

When we arrived at the county, we went straight to the Public Security Bureau and asked for the top boss by name.

It was easy to meet the director at this time. As soon as Song Rui handed over the things, the man couldn't sit still after reading it. He pulled Song Rui into the car and went straight to the prefecture-level city.

When we arrived in the city, this thing still shocked everyone.

So Song Rui naturally had to answer some questions, such as where this thing came from.

Song Rui was also dumbfounded, so he could only tell the truth. He said that he received a package this morning and this was what he found when he opened it.

Song Rui is very anxious now, fearing that these people will suspect that he is also a bad element and will defend himself more than once.

"Boss, I really don't know. I am an ordinary salesman and I received this thing early in the morning...".

"Xiao Song, don't worry. Think carefully about who among the people you know is most likely to send you this thing."

Which one of the anti-specialists here is not a veteran, and which one is not an old Jianghu? One look at it and you can tell that Song Rui really doesn't know. If Song Rui can perform such an innocent performance, these old Jianghu will feel that their past experiences will have to be rewritten. .

No one thinks that these people are related to Song Rui, but everyone thinks that Song Rui must know the person who sent the things and is very close to him, otherwise why wouldn't this credit be given to others.

Song Rui really couldn't remember it, because Song Rui now understood that it was a big deal no matter who should take the credit. At least the organization would take care of it. How big a credit it was.

After thinking about it, it's not that he didn't think of Gu Siwei, but Song Rui really didn't believe that Gu Siwei had such ability.

"I really don't know," Song Rui shook his head and said with a grimace.

"It's okay. Just think about it carefully. You can say anything that is possible or even doubtful. Oh, by the way, does your family have any overseas connections?"

"No no!"

When Song Rui heard this, he waved his hands repeatedly, as if having overseas relations was a big problem. Of course, it is indeed a problem in this era.

"As long as we are breathing, all the generations of our family have lived in the town, and none of our relatives have lived outside."

After asking these questions, someone took Song Rui to the guest house to rest.

"Did you ask anything?"

"He really doesn't know."

"Will there be targets that can be chosen at random?"

"You're saying that people know him, but he doesn't necessarily know them?"

Gu Siwei's mischief here can be regarded as killing a lot of people's brain cells.

Generally speaking, espionage personnel have rules and regulations when doing things, but Gu Siwei obviously does not have this kind of thing. What he did, to be honest, left many people confused, but everyone felt that at least this person was not on the opposite side. There is no way to find him now. Then we can only wait slowly.