Cheng Qianfan bought the first-class car, and the first-class car is naturally the most comfortable.
The equipment is gorgeous, the seats are wide, and there are carpets, powder room, bathroom and so on.
When he was a teenager, Cheng Qianfan read the fairy tale "Mimosa" and saw the article describing the comfort of a first-class car: "The chair is made of goose down. Once you sit down, you will stick tightly around you, softly holding you."
The boy was very envious.
Cheng Wenzao and Su Zhifu once promised on his tenth birthday that they would save money to take him to experience the first-class carriage.
Cheng Qianfan came out of the bathroom.
Knocking at the dressing room door, the staff yawned and opened the door. When they saw the young and handsome first-class passengers in the carriage, they immediately gave up their smiles.
"Give me a clean towel." Cheng Qianfan held his chin and ordered.
"Okay, sir."
"The salt water is heated up." Cheng Qianfan handed over one dollar of legal tender, "Your tip."
The staff happily went to get boiled water and went to heat up the towel.
Cheng Qianfan stood at the door of the dressing room, his body blocking the view of the busy staff inside.
He lit a cigarette.
The bodyguard came over and lit a cigarette, and was about to speak.
Cheng Qianfan shook his head gently.
Campbell has four bodyguards, and Song Fuguo only secretly introduced Cheng Qianfan to this bodyguard nicknamed "Nagging".
Only this person is a secret agent of the Secret Service, and the other three bodyguards are just bodyguards, and they have nothing to do with the Secret Service.
The nickname is "Nagging", but it is actually taciturn and very steady.
...
Cheng Qianfan took out a note from his pocket.
He opened his eyes to the nagging.
"Don't talk, nod or shake your head, are you trying to ask what happened during the day?"
Nagging nods.
While Cheng Qianfan put the note in his pocket, he took out another note.
"There is indeed a situation, there is a jit on the car."
His nagging face changed, and he showed his scrutiny look and looked at Cheng Qianfan.
"I can understand Japanese, so I've noticed it."
"Can you find a way to contact Hangzhou?" The notes in Cheng Qianfan's hands are constantly changing.
Nagging and shaking his head.
"Remember, only the two of us know about this. Don't go to the car over there, don't have any contact with them, don't go see them."
Nagging frowned and shook his head.
"The southern country has long gray hair, this is an order."
Seeing the words on this note, his nagging face changed and he nodded.
"The white hair in the south" is a secret code, which was informed by Song Fuguo. Cheng Qianfan showed this secret code, which was equivalent to gaining leadership and nagging must listen to him.
This was a decision made by Song Fuguo after careful consideration. His nagging experience was longer than Cheng Qianfan and his ability was not bad. However, he was good at action, not planning.
Cheng Qianfan was cautious and smart in his work. Although he had no big plans, he had small talents. This was exactly what Song Fuguo judged Cheng Qianfan.
"From now on, we pretend not to know each other, and Camber is left to you to keep him in a custody and keep him shut up."
"You can leave now."
Nagging looked at Cheng Qianfan coldly, nodded, turned around and walked away.
Cheng Qianfan shook his head gently, and Song Fuguo arranged such a method to make the "nagging" obey him.
Isn’t it just a reminder to him to communicate with the “nagging” if you have something to do.
At the same time, this also means that "Nag" has a task of secretly monitoring him.
It doesn’t have to say everything clearly, it can be covered up, but it is the rule to open up your energy.
It is also a kind of self-protection.
If concealed:
When you come into contact with Japanese people, you say you are fake Japanese, who knows the true or false?
After all, he is just a novice agent with very low qualifications in the Secret Service.
...
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Cheng Qianfan took a sip of smoke. When the smoke lingered, he turned around.
"Sir, the hot towel you want."
Cheng Qianfan nodded, took the hot towel, and walked away.
He entered the bathroom again and locked the door.
Take out the notes in your pocket, unscrew the faucet and rinse.
After the paper strips were washed into paste, he threw the paste into the toilet pit, washed it with water, and discharged it out of the train.
This time he didn't eat notes because there were too many notes and the ink seemed to be very good. He felt uncomfortable after eating them before.
Back at his bed, Cheng Qianfan stretched, then closed the soft lying door and pulled the door curtain.
He gently covered the hot towel on the side table.
After waiting for a while, Cheng Qianfan gently picked up the towel and saw a slightly blurred palm print on the side table.
Cheng Qianfan's mouth raised, and it was indeed as expected.
When he went out, he deliberately placed his notebook in the corner of the bed. The most convenient way to take out the notebook is to press one hand on the side table and the other hand to get it.
His own prevention measures have worked, but Cheng Qianfan was not very happy.
On the contrary, his expression returned to his solemnity, and even cold sweat broke out on his back.
It seems that Kawada Nagaki is still touching his bottom, but he doesn't know whether this suspicion is a stylized behavior of a special agent out of careful consideration, or whether it is indeed suspicious.
What he was afraid of was that fortunately he had always been cautious enough to decisively extinguish Kawada Nagaki's idea to further contact, otherwise...
...
No words all night.
The next morning, the train arrived at Hangzhou Railway Station.
The distinguished passengers in the first-class carriage are not in a hurry to get off the bus.
Cheng Qianfan sorted out his suit and tie, put on a top hat, carried his small Australian suitcase, and walked slowly towards the car door.
When I passed by Kawada Nagaki and his shop, I saw that the shop was empty.
Cheng Qianfan showed a disappointed but relieved expression.
And behind him, in the opposite direction, "Nag" and the other three bodyguards "protected" Camber from the car door in the other direction.
As soon as Cheng Qianfan got off the train, he saw Kawada Nagaki and his group on the platform.
Cheng Qianfan had previously speculated that there were four of them on the train, but now it seems that there are slight differences between them, and there are actually six of them.
This shows that there were four people on the train and two secret men.
And the conclusion of the brief observation is that except for the little round glasses who seemed to have a slightly weak combat power, the other five were all strong, especially Kawada Nagaki's feeling that Cheng Qianfan was extremely dangerous.
The power difference is huge.
Cheng Qianfan showed a slightly surprised expression, and he nodded to Kawada Nagaki.
Kawada Nagayoshi nodded.
Just as Cheng Qianfan was carrying the suitcase and was about to leave.
To be continued...