Of course there is no problem in sending Xiaozhi to take action.
Even if it’s Xiaozhi’s rat language, Xie Wan can hide in the space and help it translate.
Moreover, given the Indians' reverence for God, what they said must be true. It would be more effective than Xie Wan's interrogation of the officer, and it would not expose themselves.
"Go ahead and ask the Monba man they captured last night where he is hiding."
Xie Wan prepared to let Xiaozhi out.
Xiao Zhi hurriedly shouted: "Boss, wait, since he thinks I'm a god, we have to do some rituals, so he won't catch me as if I were an ordinary mouse."
Xie Wan thought about it and it made sense, so he asked Xiao Zhi how to create this sense of ritual.
Xiao Zhi pointed to the room where the lottery machine was placed, and asked tentatively: "Boss, do you still have the fireworks you set off in Japan before?"
Xie Wan went to the room and took out the remaining fireworks.
“Aren’t you afraid of getting burned?” Xie Wan complained.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Zhi had already put on the diamond crown that the rat elites had presented to him last time in the luxury mansion in Mid-Levels, Hong Kong.
He was also wearing a red cape that was made at some unknown time, and he looked quite majestic indeed.
"Boss, please be my prop master. Let's set off a rotating firework in the space and collect the smoke..."
After listening to Xiaozhi's ideas, Xie Wan suddenly felt that it would be a waste of her son Haozi's talent if he didn't become a director.
Dewang is only 25 years old this year. He was able to be promoted from an ordinary soldier to a second lieutenant in three years, and was also assigned to manage this outpost, all thanks to the blessing of "Lord Holy Rat".
Three years ago, he was serving in the nearby Lion Regiment. One morning while doing drill, he fainted for some unknown reason.
When he woke up, he was already at the playground.
The comrades around were shouting wildly, and their regiment commander, Jebbi Rajput, was beating people with a baton.
There was chaos all around, but he lay on the ground and saw the respected Lord Saint Rat.
Regimental Commander Jabi Rajput discovered that the trucks and the ten siege howitzers on them that the British had sold them were all missing.
They didn't know where these weapons and equipment went, but Dewang saw them. He knew that the Holy Rat must have disliked the weapons being stained with Indian blood, so he took them away.
Dewang was the first to report the existence of the Holy Rat to Captain Jebi Rajput.
Other comrades also saw Lord Saint Rat and testified for him.
Captain Jabi Rajput argued with the British and ultimately did not pay the British for the weapons.
It is said that the matter was even brought to the attention of the United Nations, and the Indian military was therefore put on the blacklist of British arms dealers.
Especially later, Lord Holy Rat pulled those siege howitzers to the gate of their Lion Regiment and confiscated other weapons of the Lion Regiment.
The captain and his comrades all saw the majesty of Lord Saint Rat.
Despite losing so many weapons, Captain Jabi Rajput was still punished and demoted.
But the Rajput family is a high-caste family in India, and soon Captain Jebi returned to the capital New Delhi and took up a more important position.
When Jabi Rajput left, he took with him several of his confidants, including Dewang.
Regimental Commander Jebi thinks highly of Dewang and believes that his Indian-style goose step is the most standard in the entire regiment.
Dewang knew that he was actually very bad at Indian goose-stepping, and he didn't understand why Captain Jebi praised him so much.
He felt that all this should be the blessing of Lord Holy Rat, and that it was Lord Holy Rat who had deceived Captain Jebi's eyes.
After serving as an orderly for Jebbi Rajput for two years, Dewang practiced Indian goose-stepping day and night. Now, he can proudly declare that he, Dewang, is indeed the best goose-stepper in the Lions Regiment.
During a get-together with friendly troops, Dewang demonstrated his Indian goose-stepping skills, winning face for Captain Jebi.
Captain Jebi was so happy that he promoted Dewang to the rank of second lieutenant.
That day, Jebbi Rajput asked Dewang earnestly whether he wanted to continue to stay with him or go out and try his luck.
Dewang took the initiative to ask to return to the Sino-Indian border, to the Lion Regiment, where he first met the Holy Rat.
He believed that as long as his heart was pious enough, one day he would be able to meet the respected Lord Saint Rat, and Lord Saint Rat would surely bless him.
Dewang did not sleep all night last night. He estimated that the Chinese soldiers on the opposite side would not take action during the day. After arranging the soldiers to stand guard, he returned to the house.
After paying homage to his respected Lord Holy Rat, Dewang prepared to take off his clothes and go to bed.
As soon as the window was closed, a cloud of smoke rose in the room.
Dewang quickly got up from the bed, and then he saw the Holy Rat he worshipped move.
The words I wanted to shout for help got stuck in my throat.
The Holy Rat, wearing a crown and a red cloak, is even more sacred and inviolable than the statue that Dewang specially asked someone to burn.
“Squeak…”
The Lord Holy Rat put his hands on his hips, as if rebuking him for daring to stand and look the gods in the eye.
Dewang fell to his knees on the ground with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly.
“Squeak…”
Dewang was so anxious. Did the Holy Rat give him any instructions? But he couldn't understand!
"Ahem...what's your name?"
Lord Holy Rat can actually speak English?
Oh, yes, English is now one of the official languages of India, and as God's Holy Rat, you don't have to limit yourself to speaking Hindi.
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