Chapter 663 The Passing of Time 28
She quickly arranged the items according to the quantity of the transaction, added a few more boxes, and then left the warehouse.
Zhang Dazhu was still guarding the warehouse when Ning Yan tossed him the key.
"When Chen Chun arrives, just give him the key."
Zhang Dazhu only had the key to the duty room; he didn't have the key to the warehouse gate.
As long as she locks the warehouse door, Zhang Dazhu won't know what's inside.
She went straight home after returning from the warehouse, but as soon as she climbed over the wall into the yard, her hair stood on end—someone was home!
This shouldn't be happening. It's only a little past three in the morning, and Aunt Wang hasn't come to work yet. If it were a thief, they wouldn't leave after stealing the items.
So, Qiu Juncheng is back!
Well, now we've been caught red-handed!
Now that she had identified the people in the room, Ning Yan no longer needed to be so cautious.
Pushing open the door, I saw sparks flickering on the bed, followed by a faint smell of tobacco wafting into my nostrils.
"I'm back."
When did you get back?
The two spoke in unison.
Ning Yan spoke first: "Wait for me."
Ning Yan took off her men's clothes, went into the bathroom to wash her face, and then sat on the bed. Qiu Juncheng also sat up straight, and the two sat facing each other.
"Is there anything you want to ask?"
In the dark room, Qiu Juncheng stared intently at the woman in front of him, even though he couldn't see her expression at all. "Your identity."
"Ning Yan is the biological daughter of Ning Xiasheng and Zhou Xiuhua. She is Qiu Juncheng's wife, whom he married just over two months ago."
"However, you are very different from the people I investigated."
"You might not believe it, but after I was injured, I had a dream. I dreamt of the atrocities committed by the Japanese, the founding of the nation, and an old Taoist priest teaching me Taoist arts."
With a "clatter," Qiu Juncheng dropped the cigarette he was holding between his fingers. He hurriedly swept it onto the ground, and at this point, he didn't care about pretending to be profound anymore; he immediately turned on the light.
Sure enough, a hole was burned in the bed sheet.
But at this point, he clearly didn't care about the burnt sheets anymore.
"Say what you just said again."
Ning Yan blinked twice to adjust to the sudden light. Her thoughts raced through her mind, and then she began to recount everything she had seen in her dream: Japan surrendered in 1945, established its nation in 1949, and afterwards the country vigorously developed production. Then her Taoist master began to teach her Taoist arts.
"What Taoist arts did you learn?"
"There are many, but the most powerful are teleportation and invisibility."
Qiu Juncheng listened very attentively, which is why she can read. Also, because she received too many memories, she forgot her previous memories. In that sense, the strange things that happened to her are somewhat reasonable.
Suddenly realizing something, Qiu Juncheng exclaimed, "You're the ghost! The ghost who assassinated Ma Wenqi at the Army Hospital and stole the medicine!"
Ning Yan: "..."
To be honest, this code name suits her quite well.
"I'm going out tonight to sell that batch of supplies."
Who did you sell it to?
"Don't worry, it was sold to people in the west."
Qiu Juncheng shifted uncomfortably: What do you mean by "feel at ease"? How can I feel at ease selling it to the west?
"It's your turn now. Don't you have anything to say?" Ning Yan asked.
Qiu Juncheng asked, "What do you want to know?"
"Fine, if you don't want to talk about it, then forget it. I still want to cooperate with you to send some supplies to the west. If you're not willing to be honest, then just pretend I didn't say anything."
After Ning Yan finished speaking, she was about to lie down on the bed to sleep. Qiu Juncheng was afraid that she would get angry, so he quickly hugged her and revealed his dual identity.
"Hmph, my master taught me physiognomy. I knew you the moment I saw you. Otherwise, do you think I would have agreed to marry you so easily?"
Qiu Juncheng: ...Goodness, thank goodness I didn't lie, otherwise my wife would have become estranged from me?
"The organization sent me to contact you, what's your intention?"
"As for me, I will follow my husband wherever he goes."
Qiu Juncheng was immediately amused. Ning Yan, who had been hugging him from behind, was turned around upon hearing this. "Then I'll introduce you to the organization. From now on, you'll be in my group, and your code name will be Ghost, okay?"
Ning Yan agreed without much thought, "Okay."
The man was happy and leaned down to kiss her. Ning Yan returned the kiss, this time on his Adam's apple.
The most intoxicating thing is the fusion of body and mind in love. Even though their sex life had always been harmonious, tonight was even more harmonious, especially for Qiu Juncheng. He felt that even his wife's breathing sounded so beautiful.
"Yanyan, kiss me one more time, mmm..."
The commotion in the room continued until dawn.
...
Meanwhile, Feng Nan's men had already quietly slipped out of Beiping City with the supplies.
"Political Commissar, we're really lucky this time! We got the goods out so easily!"
This is military equipment, which the troops are in dire need of. Moreover, they have inspected it and found that it is all new stock, a new model developed by the Japanese. How did that Boss Ning manage to get his hands on it?
"Don't be too happy yet, we've only just left Beiping City."
“You’re right, we really need to speed things up. The commander has only been eating two meals a day these days. Once this batch of supplies arrives, the commander won’t need to share his food with the soldiers anymore.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the man stepped on the gas, and the truck sped off like the wind.
...
Nanxincang Arsenal.
In the morning, when the workers taking over the shift checked the warehouse, they found that it was more than half empty and immediately sounded the alarm.
"What's going on? Is someone randomly pressing the alarm?"
"No, no, the warehouse was robbed!"
The arsenal was thrown into chaos.
The lost supplies were quickly inventoried, and the losses were enormous: rifle bullets, grenades, hand grenades, and nearly ten mortars were all gone.
No one can suppress it.
The head of the arsenal, with a death wish, called headquarters.
This time, another large-scale search began in Beiping.
They never even considered that the goods had already been transported out of the city, after all, so much had been lost this time.
It's simply impossible to smuggle them out of the city openly!
Several city gates were heavily guarded, and entry and exit were strictly checked.
Upon arriving at the police station, Qiu Juncheng was summoned to the arsenal to inspect the scene and see if any clues could be found.
When Qiu Juncheng arrived at the arsenal, after carefully questioning the guards and the night shift workers, he immediately concluded that it must have been his wife who did it.
When she mentioned selling supplies, I thought she was referring to the batch she got from the hospital, but it turns out she was actually buying supplies from the arsenal.
“Kawasaki-kun, it’s confirmed that this batch of supplies was lost between midnight last night and the shift change. But since no one in the arsenal heard any noise, it can only have been done by a cultivator.”
"A cultivator?"
After his wife confessed to him, Qiu Juncheng had already predicted all the things that might happen in the future, and he also had a bold idea in his mind: to make things sound more mysterious, the more mysterious the better.
If there's something you can't explain, just make it sound mystical. If you don't believe me, go look it up yourselves.
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