Anqing City, West Gate, is very lively with people coming and going.
Of course, the security was also very tight, with a platoon of soldiers on guard to assist the police in their investigations.
Not far from the city gate, there is a restaurant, three stories high.
Feng Qianhua likes the breakfast here very much and comes to dine often.
Of course, that's just one of her goals.
Another purpose is to observe the people coming in and out of the city gate to see if there are any special ones.
She understood that whether it was Matsui Iwane, Okamura Neji, or Doihara Kenji, they all wanted to know where the real airport of the "Xiongqi Group" was.
However, where the army is stationed in the suburbs, access is strictly prohibited.
To obtain information, the only way to start is from the city, preferably from officials of Yang Sen's department.
Recently, Yang Sen led his troops to train all day long, which was very hard.
Many officers used their free time to go to the city to relax.
These officers must be Japan's targets.
Feng Qianhua had breakfast, raising his telescope from time to time to observe the city gate.
Yun Lei, the chief of the Intelligence Department, accompanied him.
Many people want to rush to the morning market.
As soon as the city gate opens, they will be inspected and then pour into the city.
At this time, a group of villagers came in carrying vegetables and other items, ready to sell.
Feng Qianhua observed.
Suddenly, her eyes fell on an old man carrying a load of vegetables and radishes to sell.
From the outside, everything looks normal.
Looking at the expression, temperament, etc., there is no problem.
At this time, a ray of morning light appeared particularly bright on the old man's face.
She observed carefully for more than ten seconds, then pointed her hand: "Chief Yun, bring that old man up."
Yun Lei took a look and found no problem with the old man, but the director had orders and he had to carry them out.
He gave some instructions to the two brothers outside the door, and they left quickly.
Feng Qianhua ate breakfast comfortably and asked the waiter to throw away the dishes.
After a while, the two brothers brought the old vegetable seller up and picked out all the vegetables and radishes.
The old man's face was weathered, with wrinkles all over his face and his skin was very dark.
He looked confused, as if he didn't understand what was happening.
Yun Lei asked: "Old man, don't be afraid.
Whatever I ask, just answer it truthfully."
The old man nodded tremblingly without making a sound, obviously very frightened.
"Name, where you live" "My name is Zhang Dafu from Zhangjiacun."
“How many people are there in the family?”
"Seven people, we are an old couple, a son, a wife, and three grandchildren."
"How far is Zhangjiacun from Anqing City?"
"I don't know, I guess it takes three packs of cigarettes."
"How many households are there in Zhangjiacun?"
"A hundred or so households."
Yun Lei asked a dozen questions, but found no questions, so he looked at Feng Qianhua.
Feng Qianhua suddenly asked: "Zhang Dafu, how many pigs do you raise at home?"
Zhang Dafu was stunned: "Three heads."
"Who is responsible for feeding the pigs this morning?"
Feng Qianhua continued to ask.
"Ah, it's me, I'm the one who feeds them all the time."
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Zhang Dafu smiled and relaxed, "I like feeding pigs the most.
I feed them from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, and then I can sell them.
Pig manure can also be used as fertilizer.
Pigs are treasures.
I heard that Xiongqituan likes pork liver the most."
Yun Lei's eyes lit up and he sniffed Zhang Dafu: "Why don't the pigs you feed smell like pig manure?"
Zhang Dafu said with a smile: "I'm here to sell vegetables.
I don't want the customers to smell the smell, so I took a shower before coming back."
Feng Qianhua suddenly took out his pistol and shot Zhang Dafu in the right arm.
"Pa" "Ah, Baga" As soon as the sound of "Baga" was uttered, Zhang Dafu knew that it was over.
His face was ashen and he stared at Feng Qianhua.
Zhang Dafu covered his bleeding arm and laughed.
Yun Lei shouted: "You are still smiling when you are about to die" Zhang Dafu suddenly rushed to the table, grabbed two chopsticks, and wanted to stab Qianhua.
Feng Qianhua fired three shots in succession, hitting her left arm and two legs.
Zhang Dafu collapsed and fell to the floor.
He stared at Feng Qianhua fiercely: "You, how did you discover the flaw."
Yun Lei was also puzzled: "Yeah, no matter how I look at him, he looks like an old farmer.
His hair, skin, expression, temperament, and hands and feet are all the same as an ordinary farmer.
Even, I Verify that his big toe and second toe are normal.”
Feng Qianhua smiled faintly: "This guy is from the Japanese country.
He has grown up in China since he was a child.
He is no different from the Chinese.
His hair and skin can be made up, and his expression and temperament can be acted out."
Zhang Dafu raised his head: "Baga, my makeup skills are the best in the world, and I can see through them all."
Feng Qianhua pointed at his face and said disdainfully: "You are indeed very powerful and your makeup is very successful.
But in order to make your face look like an old man who has been working as a farmer for a long time, you used black oil for makeup, which looks very similar.
Unfortunately, this One characteristic of seed oil is that it is easy to reflect light and will shine when exposed to the sun.
Oil is oil after all, which is different from natural blackness.”
Zhang Dafu was stunned and sighed: "Baga, it turns out that it is like this, there is too much oil."
Feng Qianhua smiled faintly: "Tell me, you want to bribe that officer to obtain information about the airport?"
Zhang Dafu was shocked: "You, you even know the purpose of my coming.
How do you know that you are a human or a ghost?"
Feng Qianhua sneered: "You little devil, there's nothing I don't know about your tricks."
She flew up and kicked Zhang Dafu in the chin.
Zhang Dafu wanted to bite his fangs and commit suicide, but it was too late.
Yun Lei was puzzled: "Why is he grabbing the chopsticks?
Is he using them as sharp arrows?"
Feng Qianhua grabbed a pair of chopsticks and threw them towards the wall.
With a muffled sound, the chopsticks were inserted into the wall, and the tail made a buzzing sound.
Yun Lei said in shock: "Director, you're awesome.
I'm convinced.
I'm convinced."
Zhang Dafu looked shocked.
He could see that the opponent's skill was much higher than his.
Feng Qianhua pointed at half a load of radishes: "Break them all apart, be careful."
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Yun Lei stepped forward and broke it open himself.
More than thirty radishes, all filled with gold bars.
Zhang Dafu stopped pretending and looked frustrated.
Feng Qianhua said calmly: "Thirty-five large gold bars, the price is quite high.
Yun Lei, take him down.
I want to know everything, especially who he is connecting with."
Yun Lei chuckled and said, "Director, please don't worry."
He waved his hand, and a brother stepped forward, skillfully pulled out Zhang Dafu's fangs and straightened his chin.
Zhang Dafu roared: "I have traveled across China for more than ten years in Shangcunling, and I have never failed, and I have never failed.
Unexpectedly, I was defeated in the small city of Anqing, and defeated at the hands of a woman."
The two brothers held up Zhang Dafu and walked out, followed by Yun Lei.
Feng Qianhua said: "Brother, let's have another pot of tea.
The Biluochun you have here is pretty good."
The waiter ran up and said enthusiastically: "Sir, you have worked very hard to catch the sun.
The shopkeeper said that in order to thank you, the meal fee will not be charged."
Feng Qianhua smiled and said: "How can you not charge money when doing business?
Everyone in Anqing City knows the disciplines of the Xiongqi Regiment.
We must do things according to the rules.
Besides, will the Xiongqi Regiment be short of money?"
The waiter bowed and said: "That's right, that's right.
I'll serve tea right away, good tea":