A telegram from the Qing court: The horror of bombs is unacceptable at home and abroad. Since the Meiji Restoration, the Japanese have been hard-pressed and their momentum has been overwhelming. Once the war breaks out, Lugang Town will be outnumbered in Changchuan, Hulutao, and Linjiang counties. The soldiers and people will migrate and the Northeast will be corrupted. It will be difficult for the country to commit crimes and the people will be unable to do anything...
< p>Liu Guogui pulled at the cotton coat he was wearing, puffed out a cigarette and replied: If the Japanese want to bomb me, the people of Lugang Town, you should keep silent. If the Japanese bomb, you will have Lugang Town alone to take the blame. The imperial court is ignorant of the military and has no preparations. Do you think that I, Lugang Town, are like a useless snack like you? Let him be strong and let him be strong, and the bright moon will shine on the river. He lets him do whatever he wants, and the breeze blows on the hills. Although it has nothing to do with us, there is no reason for the Japanese to inflict crimes on us. They can just cross the Yalu River and fight!After sending the telegram, Liu Guoguo felt his scalp numb and goose bumps.
Spicy guy next door, if you don’t accept it, do it.
When Zaifeng received the reply, his nose felt so hung up.
In the past, the two parties also communicated with each other. Although the number was very small, they were always polite.
This time is different.
Just because Liu Huaqiang and Hu Er were almost killed in the bombing, they reported it to the Qing court, but they didn't even pretend to condemn Japan.
Preciousness also has a temper.
......
Before dawn, the Nandao Japs piled wood and built obstacles in Yuanbo County.
This is equivalent to a different kind of trench. There is no other way, the frozen soil cannot be dug.
Everyone knows who they are guarding against in Sakhalin.
Songping Kunyang rode a carriage north, with more than a hundred people in front of him carrying wooden shovels to shovel snow to clear the way.
"Faster, faster."
The blizzard blowing from the Sea of Okhotsk fell all night.
The roads are covered.
The horse was sneezing a thin white air from its nose. It was infected by its master, and it also became more anxious.
At noon, we finally arrived, but we saw a lot of logs piled up in front of us.
Songping Kunyang stuck his head out of the car: "Move the wood and let me go quickly."
"Sir, this is to guard against the Peacekeeping Bureau."
"I'm just going to the Peacekeeping Bureau. Let me go quickly. None of you can afford to delay important things."
As soon as the logs were moved, another group of Japanese people who looked like refugees came from the north. .
They carried the old and the young, carrying large and small packages, and drove slowly on their way in a few dilapidated carriages, saluting.
"Go back quickly, let me go first." Songping Kunyang was so anxious that his forehead was sweating.
He went to negotiate with Zhao Chuanxin.
Some people's faces turned red: "Zhao Chuanxin drove us away. It took us a long time to get here, and you want to drive us back again? Although you are a noble, don't force me to say - eight No one can bear it!"
Songping Kunyang was so angry when he saw them messing around that he simply got out of the car and ordered the driver to drive them away. He led the people to the Peacekeeping Bureau on foot.
“Get out of the way, my legs are on my knees, why are you still here?Not getting out of the way? "Songping Kunyang pushed the crowd: "If there is another explosion if you are too slow, you are all sinners. "
"Zhao Chuanxin drove us away, and you said we were sinners. Damn, there is no way to survive, so am I going to die now? "
"Get out of the way. "
"No, unless you help us settle in and prepare settlement expenses for us. "
"Baga, do you think I look like Mr. Qingtian? ”
Songping Kunyang’s entourage punched and kicked him to open up the road, and finally passed.
When they arrived at the boundary of the Peacekeeping Bureau, a group of Peacekeeping Bureau soldiers were clearing snow from the road.
So the roads here are much easier.
When Songping Kunyang passed by Fuxiang Tavern and the Lubinfu Bank was temporarily stationed, he saw a long queue outside.
He said to his entourage: “Go and ask them what they are doing. ”
The entourage came back quickly: “Sir, they are handling the house purchase loan procedures. "
There aren't many private houses around?
Songping Kunyang was confused: "Where is the house? "
The entourage said: "The house will be built next year. "
"..."
He ignored it and hurried to the stone tower of the Peacekeeping Bureau.
The defenders in the stone tower told him that Zhao Chuanxin had gone Fuxiang Tavern
Songping Kunyang stamped his foot: "I just passed by there. "
In the Fuxiang Tavern.
Nakamura Ken asked Peter Grebin: "Have you also applied for a home purchase loan? ”
“Yes. "
Ken Nakamura ate a salted egg: "Are you crazy? The Peacekeeping Bureau has only been established for less than a year, but you dare to take on a thirty-year mortgage? ”
“What do you know. Have you seen the sample pictures? The house was beautifully built and exquisite, and I no longer had to sleep in the wind or be huddled in other people's homes. "
"For the sake of you treating me to salted eggs. "Nakamura Ken said: "My suggestion is - if you can refund it, refund the mortgage as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will suffer in the next few decades. ”
“You are still young. When you grow up, you will understand the importance of a house. "
"Yeah, I'm so young, I'm not as stupid as you. "
"You..." Peter Grabbin wanted to sneer him, but then he remembered that he was now the spokesperson: "My lord said that I will make movies in the future, and every time I give a speech, the Peacekeeping Bureau will give With a weekly salary of 7 rubles, there is no need to worry about repayment. "
Songping Kunyang entered the tavern with the church priest.
He asked the priest in surprise: "Can clergy also drink? "
The priest patted the snow on his hat, pointed to the piano in the corner of the tavern and said, "I am here to protect the piano. Every Sunday, we push it to the church to play hymns. The piano is the pride of the whole town, and I must pay attention to it, for fear that drunkards and idiots will damage it. ”
“Okay then. "Songping Kunyang said: "You are a serious and good priest. "
The priest nodded without looking at the steel.Qin came to the bar and knocked on the table: "Bring me a glass of vodka."
Songping Kunyang: "..."
The tavern was noisy, smoky, and the smell of wine and perfume was mixed.
People were shouting and the tables were mostly full.
Only the small table in the corner is occupied by one person - Zhao Chuanxin.
Zhao Chuanxin wore glasses, a cigar in his ear, and drew on the paper with a pencil in his hand.
There is also a dinner plate on the table, which contains dry, oily, and ruddy diced rabbit meat, accompanied by crispy pepper segments and sesame seeds.
A highball glass contained red guava chunks and rosemary, clearly a cocktail.
Now that he was here and saw Zhao Chuanxin, Songping Kunyang breathed a sigh of relief and stopped being anxious. He went to the bar and pointed to Zhao Chuanxin and said to the bartender: "Bring me a cocktail that is exactly the same. "
"Cocktails are OK, but cups are not. They are Mr. Zhao's special wine glasses. He is worried that public wine glasses will spread diseases. Your prudence is admirable."
"That's just right. I'm worried about this too."
"Why are you so pretentious? There are only public wine glasses."
"Baga!" >
Songping Kunyang came to sit opposite Zhao Chuanxin with a wine glass in hand.
He stretched out his head and took a look: "Master Zhao, is this a bullet? Why does it still have a tail? What are these words? Why have I never seen them before?"
Zhao Chuanxin He closed the book and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you looking at with a blind eye? Is this what you can see?"
The text is the text of Rune City, and the picture is the newly designed improved bomb.
It’s just that the size of the bomb cannot be seen on the paper, so it is understandable to be mistaken for a bullet.
Songping Kunyang was very unhappy when he was scolded.
He sat up straight and said arrogantly: "Master Zhao, this time I am talking to you on behalf of the Empire of Japan."
"What do you want to say to me on behalf of the little devil?"
"It's not the little devil, it's the Japanese Empire." Matsudaira Kunyang said angrily: "Mr. Zhao, please don't insult our Japanese Empire."
"Okay, the Japanese Empire." What are you going to say?"
Matsuhira Kunyang took a deep breath: "Mr. Zhao, our police and military police are searching for explosive residue near the Hokkaido Provincial Government Office. I believe we will have results soon. "Master Zhao, don't you want to explain anything?"
Zhao Chuanxin took a small steel fork and took a sip of the cocktail. It was sour and sweet.
"Could it be that you discovered that I peeked at the widow Vodionova taking a bath? Okay, I have a showdown. I coveted her body for a moment, but after thinking about it, she She is not the kind of rusty chaste martyr.
She has been polished smooth by many people." The priest next to me brightened up after hearing this: "My lord, this is wrong. Women are like pianos, the older they are used, the better they sound.”
"..."
"Since you are pretending to be stupid, let me speak frankly. The bombing of the Hokkaido Prefectural Office in Sapporo has something to do with Mr. Zhao, right?"
Zhao Chuanxin slapped the table: "Zhao put down this sentence today - the king of heaven is here, it was also done by gangsters!"
Songping Kunyang said angrily: "Master Zhao , Like I said, we are already looking for the remnants, and I believe we will find clues."
"Then just look for it, and if you find the gangster, Zhao will despise him. , ah... tui! "
The result is a coincidence or not?
Zhao Chuanxin's spit actually got on the edge of his cotton boots.
Songping Kunyang: "..."
Priest: "..."
Zhao Chuanxin looked embarrassed: "This is purely a coincidence."
p>Songping Kunyang got up angrily and prepared to leave.
Zhao Chuanxin: "Wait a minute."
Songping Kunyang sarcastically said: "Why, Mr. Zhao wants to blow up me too?"
"Songping, we are old friends. Whether we are going to blow up or not is a matter of course." Zhao Chuanxin took off the cigar from his ear and lit it: "I just want to give your country some advice. Of course, advice is hard to hear. If there is any offense, , That was purely intentional... ah no, please forgive me."
Although Songping Kunyang was angry and felt that Zhao Chuanxin could not spit out ivory, he knew that Zhao Chuanxin was right. The more you have, the more likely you are to reveal your flaws.
So he sneered: "Master Zhao, please tell me, I am all ears."
"When people do wrong things, they must be brave enough to take responsibility. For example, your anti-Zhao Society almost killed you My colleagues, and I know from their names that they are very unfriendly to me, right? You should at least express your gratitude by cutting off 40,000 square kilometers of land, right?”
Songping Kunyang sneered: "Master Zhao has such a big appetite. The whole of Japan only covers an area of tens of thousands of square kilometers? Furthermore, if the Huatai Office and the Hokkaido Provincial Office were bombed, how much land will Master Zhao have to cut off to compensate us?"
"Why the hell can't you understand people? I said it, it was the work of gangsters."
Songping Kunyang sneered: "Then I also said it, your people were bombed, it was also the work of gangsters." "Besides, who blew up the Huatai Hall and the Hokkaido Hall will be revealed soon."
After that, he walked away.
......
The Sapporo County Police found a complete fragment.
This broken piece is long and has characters engraved on it, which are in Japanese.
It says: I am a gangster.
Police around: "..."
Several British, American and French reporters followed the police investigation locally.
Seeing that shrapnel was found, the sound of "clicking" was heard endlessly, and people took pictures one after another.
After taking the photo, ask what is written on it.
After hearing what the police said, the reporters’ minds were buzzing: It was really done by gangsters.
......
As night fell, when Zhao Chuanxin was about to leave the Fuxiang Tavern, Peter Grebin stopped him: "Sir, I want to make a movie."
He knows that his current fame is brought about by movies.
If he makes more movies, maybe his status in some people's hearts can surpass that of God.
"Peter, listen to me." Zhao Chuanxin said earnestly: "The entertainment industry is in deep trouble, and you will become dirty after being around for a long time. Ah, stay away from me, I think you are dirty."
p>"..." Peter Grabbin looked pious: "Sir, please, let me make two more films."
"Oh? Well, since you don't It's too dirty. If you don't mind, practice the boxing I teach you and keep fit. I'll let you do it twice later."
Peter Grabbin got what he wanted and returned to the bar: "Bartender, do it again. Give Nakamura Ken two salted eggs, my treat. Really, sometimes I feel that praying to God is less useful than praying to adults."
Nakamura Ken coughed: "Since you think adults are comparable to God, then. If you bring me a portion of the rabbit meat that I just ate, treat it as a holy meal."
"That's enough. How can a beggar be picky about food?"
" ..."
Zhao Chuanxin walked out and was stopped by several Japanese female technicians.
They exaggeratedly said: "Sir, when the Russian women come, we will almost have no food to eat. You have to think of a way for us."
There is a chance of stealing business. , but it definitely can’t be called a loss of jobs.
In fact, Japanese women are more popular than Russian women.
Zhao Chuanxin coughed and said in a low voice: "I will teach you two mantras. Remember them. How much you can understand depends on you."
The women's eyes flashed. Liang: "Sir, please speak."
Zhao Chuanxin's tone was low: "My father died early, my mother was sick; my younger brother went to school, and our family was broken."
After speaking, he turned around Just leave.
A group of female technicians pondered for a while: "Wow, your words are quite profound."
"How deep?"
"As fast as the stomach Deep!"
"From the top, or from the top"
"Ah this..."
Zhao Chuanxin came out of the tavern, suddenly felt something, and looked around. Lookout.
Xingyue said: "There are a few Japanese peeking at you nearby, but they are not armed. "
It turns out that this is the purpose of Songping Kunyang!
Zhao Chuanxin tightened his collar, put on his hat and walked back humming: "Sanjiu's Plum Blossoms" The snow all over the mountain turned red, and the shadows of the desolate branches and the crescent moon shone on people sleeping. The young man stepped on the snow and kept his face warm with his hat, and it was time to go to bed again when he returned home..."
The few Japanese who were hiding and nearly freezing listened to this song and wanted to die.
p>
Xingyue said: "Songping Kunyang left, but left a lot of tail. There are also people near the stone tower. "
"Is it possible that they want to blow me up? ”
“No, heThey don't have bombs. ”
“That’s pure surveillance. "
After Zhao Chuanxin went upstairs, he lit the lamp first and then the fireplace.
Smoke began to come out from the chimney at the top of the tower.
The Japanese who were watching felt even colder when they saw it.
Suddenly, they were refreshed because Zhao Chuanxin came out again.
"Sure enough, these are all deceptions. He wants to go out and do evil again. "
"Damn Zhao Tuzi! ”
However, Zhao Chuanxin unbuttoned his belt and opened fire on the snow pile piled up during snow clearing outside the stone tower.
The Japanese sentry was shocked when he saw Zhao Chuanxin , muttered: "Damn it, thank you my urine is not yellow, otherwise it would be too unsightly." ”
After urinating, he kicked the snow next to him with his boots and covered the snow pit.
Zhao Chuanxin turned around and returned to the stone tower.
< p>Japanese: "..."The lights on the third floor were always on, and the firelight was swaying.
They waited and waited, and after an hour, several people's feet were gone. I'm numb from the cold, and stamping my feet doesn't help.
"Our hats can't block the cold wind, damn it!" "
"The shoes are not as thick as Zhao Chuanxin. "
"The clothes are also thinner than his. "
"The key is that he is inside the house and we are outside. "
"Look, there is a figure moving around. It must be Zhao Chuanxin who robbed civilian girls and caused trouble at night. ”
A man stamped his feet and felt unconscious.
He took off his shoes, pulled off his socks, leaned against the snowdrift, and prepared to rub his feet with his hands.
< p>As a result, when he touched his little finger, it was broken."..."
He could no longer feel the pain.
No one else could see it. He was panicking in his heart: "There are wooden shovels over there. Let's take turns shoveling the snow. It will keep us from getting cold if we move around. It can also hide people's eyes and ears. They won't question the people who are diligent in clearing the snow, right?" "
"Okay, let's do it. ”
In the stone tower, Zhao Chuanxin and Xingyue have just completed three improved xy10 bombs.
The controllable part of the fragments lies in the texture. When the energy needs a vent, , the shallow part will naturally break.
Zhao Chuanxin deliberately left a long and thick place to engrave
He came to the window on the other side of the stone tower and pressed his palm against the window. On the screen, the frost on the glass gradually melted away, and Zhao Chuanxin peeked out of the window.
Flashing out of the observer's sight several times, Zhao Chuanxin took out the three-generation dragon and rode into the sea.
It took him an hour and a half to reach Kaneda Bay after a long journey
Objectively speaking, Tokyo with a subtropical monsoon climate is a good place in winter. It is on the leeward side with little rain and snow. It's mostly sunny and dry, and the temperature tonight is actually above zero.
This city, which has been, is, and will be the economic center of Japan, has too many people, so Zhao Chuanxin doesn't plan to let the three-generation dragon fly.
The Meiji Constitution, promulgated on February 11, 1889, had little impact on the material aspects of the city, but it brought significant changes to the social and psychological aspects.
For the merchant class, this constitution relieved them from the shame of their merchant social status.
This has brought unusual prosperity to Tokyo.
Zhao Chuanxin saw a slogan on the streets of Tokyo - Japanese soul and Western culture.
After he landed in the port area, he wandered around and looked at it curiously. After all, it was his first time here.
Most of the buildings are stone and red brick buildings, with styles imitating Western styles.
The shops on the streets and alleys are remarkable.
But there are some quirks.
For example, Zhao Chuanxin saw a note posted on the mailbox: No peeing here.
Because in Japanese, mailbox and urinal are written similarly.
Maybe it has caused confusion to some people...
Zhao Chuanxin knows that Japan has many habits that they are accustomed to, but outsiders are dumbfounded.
They will get naked in public.
They will light street fires.
They washed the dishes in the river.
They peed in the gutter in front of the store.
But I never expected that they would not even let go of their mailbox.
From the architecture, you can tell that this is a mixed city.
It is said that in the last century, red brick and stone buildings were built in Tokyo, but after all, there are still many wooden houses.
So, a fire would break out every once in a while, and each fire would be very fierce. They built new buildings on the corpses, scorched earth and ruins.
There are not many wooden structures left today, and some are still dark with traces of fire.
Although prosperous, it is neither fish nor fowl.
The whole lacks majesty, and the individuality lacks nobility and simplicity. It is just a hodgepodge.
Zhao Chuanxin strolled around for a while, then jumped onto the roof in a dimly lit area.
Starting from Minato, he activated the reaction shoulder straps and floated over Tokyo.
I drifted all the way to Chiyoda District and saw a beautiful western-style building called Matsumoto Tower.
This is a French restaurant.
Zhao Chuanxin inserted the No. 25 copper eye on the roof of Matsumoto Building.
Go east in a roundabout way.
Then he saw the Bank of Japan.
Zhao Chuanxin’s eyes lit up.
He avoided the gaslights and cut through the glass on the third floor at the back of the bank to get in.
Xingyue found out the location of the treasury for him, and Zhao Chuanxin went straight to the treasury.
He used his light blade to easily cut open the treasury door. >"Okay, we have no business, how much can we earn?"
Zhao Chuanxian put away the banknotes, gold and silver coins and gold and silver ingots, and first transported them to the underground fortress of Qut Shalan for storage. Leave in a hurry after coming back.
He returned to Chiyoda District because this is the Imperial Palace - the residence of the Emperor.
There is an eighty- to ninety-meter-wide moat outside the Imperial Palace, but Zhao Chuanxin can jump across it.
But if you keep low and low, you will inevitably be seen by the guards.
He was in the small forest outside the moat, stroking his chin and looking up in thought.
The sky is clear in Tokyo and the night sky is full of stars.
Xingyue said: "You have even forgotten how much equipment you have. Take out the ladder and turn on the reaction shoulder straps. If you combine the two, you can jump out of the atmosphere. No matter what happens, I can help you. , although it’s very tiring to do that.”
“Zhuo, that makes sense.”
Zhao Chuanxin does sometimes forget to use equipment.
He took out the ladder and activated the reaction shoulder straps.
It’s just that the ladder is not stepped on, but pulled with the secondary limbs, because he has to put it away after each pull.
Just pull it once and it will rise about twenty meters. Two times is enough.
After that, Zhao Chuanxin pulled horizontally and pulled himself above the Imperial Palace.
Drop the bomb.
Boom...
Boom...
Look up, the sea of stars.
Bow your head, sea of fire.
Xingyue shouted: "Light up the sea of stars, light up the sea of stars!"
Zhao Chuanxin: "..."
He did not vote for the third one and chose Pull the ladder horizontally and float toward the Bank of Japan.
When he reached the sky above the bank, Zhao Chuanxin dropped the last bomb.
Boom...
Tonight, Tokyo has no sleep.
(End of this chapter)
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