[Overpowered Space + Transmigration to the Past + Heroine with Superb Skills + Major Golden Finger]
This is a growth-type story, with no detestable characters and no angst. It has a warm,飒�...
Jordan Feng's study is behind the small living room on the first floor. It has only one back window and cannot see the front yard.
Lian Xiaomin immediately jumped over the wall into the yard and quietly walked towards the small building.
It was a hot summer day and the city of Shanghai was sultry. The front windows of the living room and a bedroom on the second floor were open for ventilation.
She looked up, took out the flying claw chain from the space, raised her hand and threw it up.
With a "click", the claw immediately stuck to the windowsill, and after two tries, it was found to be strong enough.
Then he lifted his feet off the ground, and as light as a swallow, he stepped on the wall and nimbly climbed up to the second floor. His movements were as smooth and silent as flowing water, and in a few seconds he climbed into the window of the master bedroom.
At the same time, she never stopped using her mental power to monitor the conversation in the study.
After a brief silence between the three people, Jordan Feng looked at his watch and spoke first.
"Please give me some more time. This task is very difficult and not easy. It all depends on me alone. If there is no one else in the pigeon committee to cooperate with me, how difficult will it be for me?"
"My husband and son will be home in half an hour. You should leave first. I will be able to prepare the layout of the machinery factory in half a month at most."
Wow, the person who was checking whether there was anything hidden in the house immediately felt like he had caught a big melon thrown from the sky.
spy!
A definite spy!
In the past, although people like Xu Dawang and Xu Manfa committed many evil deeds, they were not real spies. She wrote Japanese letters to them to "fabricate" the false evidence.
This time it's real.
If I didn't have the ability to eavesdrop through the wall, who would know?
They must be planning to do something detrimental to the Shanghai Machinery Factory.
As soon as Qiao Danfeng finished speaking, the "hook-nosed" man became unhappy.
"Qiao Ping, you've been lurking for such a long time. Don't forget who you are. It feels good to be a director, right? But don't forget how many people we helped secretly and how many risks we took in order to get you to this position!"
"If we can't complete the mission, none of the three of us will have a good life. Half a month is too long. We need at most a week. The machinery factory must be blown up."
Qiao Danfeng's eyes were filled with anger. "Ge Lao San, don't go too far. Team Leader He hasn't said anything yet, but you're already showing off in front of me. Do you want me to be frank? Didn't I not give you any gold bars when we raided the house of capitalist He Yunqi last month?"
"Team Leader He is here too. Let me make it clear. The gold bars and antiques are locked in the cellar in my backyard. I won't touch them at all. They will be handed over after we build a channel to ship them overseas."
The face of "Hooked Nose" Ge Lao San turned red and white at this moment, and his arrogance suddenly weakened.
When Lian Xiaomin heard the name "He Yunqi", her heart moved. She had heard of this person from old man Pei Zhaojia. The two families had a very good relationship in the past.
Grandpa Cao Cao Baojiang also told her that it seemed that someone "higher up" was protecting He Yunqi's family.
Because his eldest son, He Yuming, is a technical and scientific research expert who returned from overseas and has made many contributions.
Moreover, the He family donated all their property early on and lived a poor life.
Before the Pei family encountered trouble, He Yunqi actually sent his second son, He Yuyi, to secretly deliver a letter late at night, asking them to be prepared as the storm was coming.
I really didn’t expect that the He family couldn’t escape the storm and eventually suffered disaster. Their fate was even worse than that of the Pei family.
Lian Xiaomin thought, if what Qiao Danfeng said was true, and so much money, gold bars and antiques were found... then it really proves the saying that capitalists hide their money in three burrows, and you really can't catch them all in one fell swoop.
She secretly planned to use a spoonful of stew later to empty the backyard cellar.
At this time, the square-faced man called "Team Leader He" finally spoke.
"Hey, Qiao Ping, there are only three of us left in Shanghai to carry out the mission. Why bother fighting among ourselves? Third Brother Ge, do you understand now?"
"...It's understandable to make a small profit from it, but the He family's stuff is huge in number and must be handed over. We must strictly adhere to the bottom line."
Lian Xiaomin really wanted to spit at them, calling them dog spies. What kind of "bottom line" are they talking about here?
The man surnamed He seems to be an old fox. He is starting to smooth things over and reconcile the conflict between the two people.
Team Leader He put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray beside him and looked at Qiao Danfeng again.
"Don't worry, I, He Shan, know your loyalty very well. I put you in this position because I affirm and trust you."
"...However, the matter of the machinery factory cannot be delayed any longer. Several experts from Beijing have just arrived, and we must catch them all in one fell swoop..."
Qiao Danfeng finally calmed down after hearing what the team leader said. He asked in a gentle tone, "Why was the operation last night not done cleanly? Don't do this again next time you kill the Beijing expert."
"...I finally managed to transfer away the six people guarding the first floor of the committee yesterday, but you guys still left them alive?"
Team leader He said helplessly: "This kind of failure will never happen again next time... We killed He Yunqi and He Yuming last night, but the two four or five-year-old grandchildren of the He family were left. They were protected by He Yuyi and we didn't kill them all."
The hook-nosed Ge Lao San next to him also said, "Yeah, that He Yuyi is really powerful. Before I could make a move on him, he started yelling. This kid is not very old, but he does have some kung fu skills. The two of us can only run away first..."
"But don't worry, aren't He Yuyi and the two children going to be sent to the farm soon? I see that the two kids are sick and have a fever. Given the conditions on the farm, it's unclear whether they can survive!"
Team leader He also said: "...The second son of the He family is only seventeen years old. With his temper, he will inevitably be punished by the rebels. He might even destroy himself..."
When Lian Xiaomin heard this, she was furious.
It's a pity that the He family is so miserable. These three dog spies deserve to die. They actually killed them all and started doing it last night.
Not only did they kill a scientific expert, they also killed two children who were only a few years old.
Can't wait any longer!
I have just finished searching every room upstairs, so let's go and deal with them now.
Apart from a pistol, about 1,000 yuan in cash and some bills, there was nothing special found upstairs.
After all, as a leader, he still has to pretend to be honest on the surface. I guess all the good things are hidden in the cellar.
She walked straight down the stairs to the first floor, and saw that the three men had heard the noise and were about to walk out of the study to check. However, as soon as they reached the door, before they could push it open, Lian Xiaomin had already rushed out like lightning.
Through the door, she thought about it and instantly sprinkled some drowsiness powder on the faces of the three people through the air.
With a few "thumps", the three agents quickly fell to the ground and lost consciousness.
Lian Xiaomin opened the door of the study, took out his silenced pistol, and fired several shots at the dog spies' chests, sending them all to death.
Leaving the messy study alone, she turned and walked quickly out of the building towards the cellar in the backyard.