Xiang Xiaoqiang immediately had a terrible thought.
He stared blankly at the surrounded small building, beads of sweat slowly rolling down his temples and hanging on his chin.
In the blink of an eye, a third military vehicle came over, stopped with a "squeak", put down the rear panel, and jumped out with a crash of more than ten military policemen, all of whom were loaded with live ammunition and wearing helmets. There were also three people carrying a Mark.
The Qin heavy machine gun was put on wheels and pushed to the side of the road, facing the side of the road.
Only then did Xiang Xiaoqiang realize that there was another heavy machine gun on the other side of the road, pointing in the other direction of the road. The two machine guns blocked the entire road.
No, if we were arresting people, the machine gun should be pointed at the inn. Why should it be pointed outside instead?
This posture seems to be a blockade. The defense is not inside the inn, but the outside.
Stomachache seemed to have discovered this problem. He glanced at him and pursed his lips quietly, meaning that he should stand on the side of the road and take a look first.
"Hey, what are you doing? Move over!"
A military policeman came over with a gun and shouted at them. The muzzle of the gun was about to hit Xiang Xiaoqiang's chest.
"No...it's nothing," Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled fearfully, stepped back, and answered in the local dialect, "I'm passing by, what's going on, why don't you let me pass?"
The gendarme looked at them and saw that they were wearing long gowns and riding bicycles, so they did not cause trouble for them. They just snorted and waved:
"Stay back, stay back, and take a detour if you're passing by. This is blocked, so you won't be allowed to pass!"
"Ah, good..."
The two of them very wisely pushed the car back a few steps, leaned on the side of the road, and watched with other onlookers.
Although there were a few military police on the outside to maintain order and set up heavy machine guns, there were still many people surrounding the area, all stretching their heads and trying their best to look forward. Many people didn't understand what was going on and asked each other.
The machine guns were out, and it should be said that this formation was very scary, but the usually timid and fearful people still seemed to be on stimulants, as if they could just see it and not care if they died.
The military police blew a sharp whistle and fired a shot into the sky. The crowd retreated with a "boom", but still gathered more and more.
The people at the front began to whisper four words:
"The Empress of the Ming Dynasty...The Empress of the Ming Dynasty..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang's ears seemed to have been touched by someone. He listened carefully and saw these four words.
Xiang Xiaoqiang and Stomachache looked at each other with expressions of disbelief. Shopkeeper Sun looked at them and then into the crowd, his face changing color drastically.
He never expected that someone would be the first to trap the Queen of Nanming. He gritted his teeth, his face turned red and white, and his disappointment and surprise were clearly revealed.
A respectful and excited voice came from inside:
"Zhu... Miss Zhu Yourong, you see this is the case, there is no point in pretending to be deaf and dumb... Don't worry, we just want you to get on the bus... We promise to treat you with courtesy..."
The person who spoke was very careful. He knew that Zhu Yourong was the empress, but he only dared to call her "Miss" and did not dare to address her with titles such as "Your Majesty". He knew that this kind of thing was not a joke in the Qing Dynasty. He called her the wrong word.
He himself becomes a political prisoner.
Another girl’s voice argued:
"You are really mistaken...she is not Zhu Yourong...really not..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang winked at his stomachache, and the two of them locked the car on the side of the road, and while they were still able to squeeze in, they squeezed to the front with Shopkeeper Sun.
Under the wall at the entrance of the inn, two girls were forced into a corner, nervously looking at a group of officers, military police, and countless dark gun muzzles in front of them.
Four or five tall officers blocked them in a corner. Each of them had a black dragonfly logo on the stick on their epaulettes.
One of them was holding a newspaper, looking excited and nervous, and said to the girl who was speaking:
"I don't want you to say it. I want her to say it herself. She's not Zhu Yourong, so who is she? Her photo is in the fake newspaper, and you still say she's not?"
Oh, it turns out that it was a Ming Dynasty newspaper with a photo of the Queen on it. Not long after I got the news from Sticky Post, I couldn't find a special photo of Zhu Yourong, so I found a former Nanming newspaper with a photo of Zhu Yourong. But it was impossible for the Qing Dynasty
There is a Nanming newspaper. I guess this is only found in sticky posts. Analyzing intelligence from the enemy's public publications is a basic function of the intelligence agency.
Both girls are wearing dresses. Not to mention, one of them really looks like Zhu Yourong. She is elegantly dressed, has a face with oval seeds, almond-shaped eyes, a slender little nose, and long hair tied up with hairpins. However, she seems to be a little younger than Zhu Yourong.
He only looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with his eyes wide open nervously.
The other girl is a little older, about 25 or 26 years old. She is dressed more simply. She looks very elegant and quiet. She wears a pair of glasses, has short ear-length hair, and is dressed in blue. She looks like a female college student, with her arms stretched out.
He protected the younger girl as if he were his own sister, but he looked very demure and said elegantly:
"I told you... you are all wrong, she is not..."
Her voice is very nice, and she has a Nanjing accent.
The leading officer smiled and said:
"You have said enough. Now I don't want you to say anything. I just want to listen to Miss Zhu..."
"I've already told you, she is not Zhu Yourong, she can't hear or speak..."
"Haha, Miss Zhu, we invited you so gracefully, but you still pretend to be deaf and dumb. Don't you think it's a loss of identity?"
The girl with glasses frowned, sighed, and said helplessly:
"I told you before, she is the eldest daughter of the 'Lin Fu Ji' Grain and Agriculture Company. She has been deaf since she was a child... I am her tutor..."
"Hmph, what kind of grain and agriculture company is this? You obviously have a Nanjing accent..."
"We are from Pukou, and our accents are of course more like those from Nanjing...Okay, I won't tell you anymore, we bought train tickets and have to catch the train..."
After saying that, he wanted to protect the younger girl and go out. Of course, she couldn't get out. The two officers stopped and blocked them back.
The girl with eyes was not angry, she just frowned and looked at them, pleading a little:
"Really, sir, we are really not the people you are looking for. Let us go."
…
After Xiang Xiaoqiang confirmed that it had nothing to do with him, he stretched his neck to look at it and listened to the comments in the crowd. He gradually understood what was going on.
Just when Xiang Xiaoqiang and the others were meeting in the city, several junior officers from the stick office came to the store on their bicycles to check with the newspaper with Zhu Yourong's photo, and asked the boss if there was any girl like this in the store.
The boss looked at the photo and felt that one of the two girls living in the private room on the second floor looked very similar. They immediately went up to look for it and saw two girls coming down to check out with the boss. One of the girls did look a lot like Zhu Yourong.
They were about the same age, and the older girl who took care of her still had a Nanjing accent. Several officers stopped them for questioning, and the "Zhu Yourong" pretended to be deaf and mute, while the older girl with glasses rambled on, saying that they were
Where, where, who is the eldest lady of so and so...
The officer from Sticking Branch sent someone to notify the city and interrogated him for half an hour. The girl like Zhu Yourong always pretended to be deaf and dumb. Unexpectedly, the girl with glasses looked quite polite, but was as slippery as a fish.
He kicked a thermos bottle to pieces, and then he was able to drag "Zhu Yourong" out of the hotel in front of several big men. Several people chased him out, but they couldn't find anyone at all. There was still a dog barking in the alley next to him.
, they just looked over and found that the escape route of the two girls was blocked by a vicious dog. The "Zhu Yourong" did not dare to pass, and the girl with glasses was trying hard to drive it away. If it hadn't happened to be this dog, they would have run away.
Already.
In this way, they became more and more certain that this was Zhu Yourong, the Queen of Nanming, and that was the scene in front of the inn.
The officer still respected "Zhu Yourong", but he was not so polite to the girl with glasses:
"It's useless to say anything. We are inviting Miss Zhu, and you have to go with us... Okay, go to our branch office and talk, hurry up, or we will take action. We dare not take action against Miss Zhu, but we dare not take action against you.
Not to mention using your hands, you can even move your feet. Hurry up, or I'll pull someone away."
The girl with glasses frowned, looking very irritated. Then she looked at the more and more people gathering around her, stamped her foot, took "Zhu Yourong"'s hand and said:
"Forget it, let's go with them."
Seeing that they finally accepted their fate, several officers at the sticky pole felt relieved. Since the bespectacled girl was very good at escaping, they just let "Zhu Yourong" sit in the back of the car and packed the bespectacled girl with a car of military police.
The crowd slowly made a way out of the way, and two cars drove out one after another, and the military police from the last car also got on one after another.
Shopkeeper Sun's face changed rapidly, his chest heaved violently, and his throat kept rolling. Suddenly, he opened his throat and shouted:
"Sir! Wait a minute!"
The last car of military police looked this way. Shopkeeper Sun's face turned red, thinking to himself, he had lost the great success of trapping the Queen of Nanming, but he could not lose the small success of catching Nanming's spies. He grabbed Xiang Xiaoqiang with one hand,
He grabbed his stomach with one hand and shouted in a hissing voice:
"Sir, don't let them escape! They are Nanming spies!"
…
If this person is unlucky, any bird droppings from the sky will hit him on the head.
Xiang Xiaoqiang planned to trick shopkeeper Sun to the edge of the ancient Yellow River, and then he would make his stomach hurt. He would tie the rope, tie a stone and throw it into the river, and that would be it.
Now the dark army was bumping and bumping, with cold steel helmets and military coats on the left and right, as well as long Mauser rifles.
Xiang Xiaoqiang's mind was very confused. He didn't know how the other members of the team were doing, whether they were still in the inn, or whether they saw him when he was arrested. They did a brief search when they were arrested just now.
On their bodies, two box guns and a Luger were found for each of them. At that time, the people at the sticky bar were surprised that so many guns could be found on one person's body.
But the ID attached to the stick is still in his arms and has not been found. Xiang Xiaoqiang still doesn’t know whether to take it out, when to take it out, and how to say it after taking it out. In fact, the best time to reveal his “identity” is
When I was first arrested, I was in a panic and missed it.
Xiang Xiaoqiang couldn't figure out what to do for the moment, so he looked at the girl with glasses opposite him.
The girl with glasses was leaning on the opposite side, her eyes closed, her head resting on the canvas cover, her body swaying slightly with the bumps. She didn't know whether she was resigned to her fate or thinking about how to escape.
Although they call her "girly", she is probably in her mid-twenties. She has a very elegant oval face and gold-rimmed glasses sliding under the bridge of her nose. Cherry's mouth is slightly open, and she licks her lips with the tip of her tongue from time to time, as if she is not used to living in the north.
dry.
Xiang Xiaoqiang started by observing and studying her, but unknowingly he turned to admiration. Such a fresh and elegant "little beauty"... yes, that's the word... Such a fresh and elegant "little beauty" sat in front of him, smiling slightly.
Close her eyes and stick out her tongue to lick her lips from time to time... Regardless of whether she notices it or not, this action is indeed very sexy...
Alas, my life or death is uncertain, and the parasite has taken over my brain right here...Xiang Xiaoqiang shook his head gently, smiling bitterly to himself.
There was a captain sitting near the exit, also staring at the face of the girl with glasses, as if he was also admiring her. However, he would lean over to look at Xiang Xiaoqiang here from time to time to see if he made any small moves.
The girl with glasses seemed to feel the gaze on her face. She opened her eyes and stared at the captain at the sticky pole for a while, then at Xiang Xiaoqiang. After looking at each other for a while, she suddenly asked:
"Excuse me...are you from Dongchang or Jinyiwei?"
The captain at Sticky Rod immediately shouted at her:
"What are you asking? No talking!"
The girl with glasses seemed to be startled, curled her lips and said calmly:
"Okay, don't say it, don't say it..."
The bespectacled girl's soft words with a Nanjing flavor struck Xiang Xiaoqiang's heart. He thought of Qiu Qiu.
Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at the girl with glasses, smiled slightly, and said softly:
"Nothing."
The captain realized that he was being ignored, leaned forward and glared at him, and said with a ferocious smile:
"What's the matter, my words don't count, right?"
Just after he finished speaking, a military policeman next to Xiang Xiaoqiang swung the butt of his rifle and hit him hard in the stomach. Xiang Xiaoqiang's eyes were filled with black stars, and it took him a long time to breathe again.
He held his stomach, gritted his teeth and cursed secretly: His grandma's, it really hurts...
The girl with glasses said "Ah" and glared at the lieutenant. She moved her lips and wanted to say something, but she still swallowed it. She looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang and asked:
"Are you OK?"
The captain at the stick said "Eh" and said with a smile:
"What's going on? You're getting more and more excited as you talk, right?"
The girl with glasses curled her lips, glanced at him coldly, then leaned against the canvas and closed her eyes.
…
The truck carrying the proudest captives staggered around Xuzhou City and entered the south of the city.
To the south of Xuzhou City are several mountains several hundred meters high: Yunlong Mountain, Taishan (not the one in Tai'an), Quanshan, Fenghuang Mountain, plus a large Yunlong Lake, which can be called a lake and mountain with beautiful scenery.
However, these mountains are called "highlands" in military terms and their location is very important. Therefore, the Xuzhou Garrison, one of the elite units of the Manchu Army, is mainly stationed here. Radio transmitting and receiving towers are installed on several main peaks.
.
Like Pukou, Xuzhou's Niangan Disposal Office is also located in the local garrison headquarters, at the foot of the highest "Quanshan" mountain.
Like Pukou's Sticky Room, the temporary prison cells here are not large and are also located on the ground floor.
"Stay here for now!"
Pushed from behind, Xiang Xiaoqiang and Tumache rushed back and forth, staggering and falling into the small cell.
"Bang!"
The iron fence behind was locked. Outside the iron fence, a small dim light bulb was lit.
There were only two of them. Xiang Xiaoqiang looked around, wondering if there was a cell here or if there was one elsewhere.
When they entered the sticky bar just now, they could clearly feel the whole branch being filled with a kind of fanatical excitement. Officers were running around clutching documents, and the phones kept ringing.
It seems that all their interest is now focused on the "Queen of Nanming" they just captured, and they can't take care of the two little shrimps for a while. It's not sure whether they can afford to deliver food to them at night.
…
"Sir," Stomachache reminded, still maintaining a disguised identity, "They may be interrogating us soon, so think of what to say quickly."
Yes! That's right, Xiang Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered, why were the two of them arrested? Didn't they just go to meet each other? Why did they meet? Wasn't it just to "save the queen"?
They will soon interrogate the two of them. The first thing they need to do is confirm the identity of "Zhu Yourong". Should they say yes or no? Which statement is more beneficial to them?
"Fuhai," Xiang Xiaoqiang asked, staring at his stomach-ache eyes, "How long will it take for them to find out that the 'Queen' in their hands is a fake?"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he slapped his forehead, widened his eyes, put his index finger on his lips, and winked at him.
Xiang Xiaoqiang wisely closed his mouth and looked around.
Like a well-trained hunting dog, I quickly searched the small cell front and back, up and down, left and right, but found nothing.
This cell was very small, only a few square meters, with bare walls and no furniture. There was only a toilet in the corner.
My stomach hurt and I ran over again, but I didn't mind that it was dirty. I looked closely at the toilet, back and forth, and still found nothing.
Xiang Xiaoqiang stood there blankly, wondering what was this kid looking for?
Looking for a bug?
Were there eavesdropping devices at this time? That thing seemed to have only become popular during the Cold War. Even if you were eavesdropping at this time, you would use a tape recorder, but how big was the thing? Isn’t it obvious at a glance?
His stomach ached and he stood up on his knees, staring at Xiang Xiaoqiang as if he was confused. Then he ran to the iron railing and looked at the walkway outside. When he got there, it was empty.
He stared at the light bulb on the ceiling beam of the corridor. The light bulb was hung by a wire and glowed listlessly. He had a stomachache and opened his eyes wide. He looked hard for a long time. It seemed that it was on a short wire.
It was wrapped with a thin, inconspicuous thread.
With a stomachache, he turned around and pointed at the light bulb outside, gesturing towards Xiaoqiang with his eyes.
Xiang Xiaoqiang understood immediately. Behind the black seat of the light bulb, there was probably a small microphone. It couldn't be seen from this direction, but you could see the thin wires wrapped around it and leading into the ceiling together with the wires.
Although there were no wireless bugs at this time, there were wired ones.
…
Above their heads, in an office on the first floor, several officers gathered around a small loudspeaker on the table. A device behind them was running, hissing and recording every sound in the cell into a piece of vinyl.
record.
A sitting captain said softly:
"It's been five minutes. One person only said one sentence. The second sentence was a question, saying that the Queen of Nanming we have is fake... and there has been no answer. Old man, what do you think?"
The captain named Ha was sitting on the corner of the table smoking, flicking the ashes and frowning:
"It took me a long time, but I probably discovered it."
Suddenly, several people leaned on the loudspeaker and listened with all their attention, because another sentence came from inside:
"Fu Hai, we will confirm later that His Majesty is a fake and the real Majesty is still out there and has not been caught. In this way, they may relax their guard on His Majesty, and there is still hope for His Majesty to escape..."
…
The sitting captain raised his head, pointed at the loudspeaker and trembled:
"He must have found the microphone, he is lying to us!"