Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 234 234. Ambush
Yu Jianghai gently placed the cans and greeting cards on the stone steps in front of the door and placed them in order. After confirming that the cans would not be knocked over when the door was opened, he pressed the doorbell.

While pricking up his ears to keep an eye on the movement inside the door, he focused his attention on whether there were people or cars passing by on the street.

After about ten seconds, a lazy voice came from the intercom: "Who is it?"

"Me." Yu Jianghai said in German while pinching his throat.

"Who?" The short man asked again impatiently, apparently not recognizing Yu Jianghai's voice.

Yu Jianghai stopped talking, and continued to press the doorbell vigorously until the short man's angry voice came out of the intercom: "Wait a minute."

But the door of the building did not open. At the same time, Yu Jianghai heard the sound of the door opening and walking. He immediately jumped down the steps, crossed the road in two jumps, and returned to the previous shadow in the blink of an eye. .

As soon as the building door opened, the short man in pajamas stood dejectedly at the door. He looked around, but didn't see anyone. A look of resentment immediately appeared on his face, and he began to curse.

Just as he was about to turn back to the house, he suddenly caught sight of canned food and greeting cards on the steps.He looked outside the door again and called out, "Is anyone there?"

There was no sound from the street.

The short man bent down, looked at the can for a while, then picked up the greeting card standing next to the can, and carefully read the words inside.

Yu Jianghai hid in the darkness, watching his actions with bated breath.

The short man held the greeting card between his fingers, picked up the cans on the ground, turned around and entered the building, and closed the door with a "bang".

Yu Jianghai slowly moved to a position where he could see the short man's living room. He put the can on the coffee table, looked around for a while with the greeting card, and then made several phone calls.

What Yu Jianghai gave him was a can of strawberry jam that is most commonly found in German supermarkets.This kind of strawberry jam is usually dark purple in color and has a sweet taste. It can be spread on bread for seasoning or used directly for practical use. Therefore, it is deeply loved by Germans, especially German children, and it is also a popular commodity in supermarkets. , very common, Yu Jianghai believes that canned food will not arouse the suspicion of short men.

The short man's next actions immediately confirmed Yu Jianghai's conjecture: he unscrewed the can in one go, took out a spoon from the gap in the sofa cushion, rubbed it casually on his clothes, and stretched out Put it into the can and eat it spoon by spoon.

Yu Jianghai silently counted his movements: one bite, two bites, three bites...

While eating, the short man suddenly stopped his hands and turned to look at the TV. After two seconds of silence, he suddenly raised his hands and shouted something, as if he was cheering.

Yu Jianghai guessed that the short guy might be celebrating a goal or something, but he didn't care about that.

After the cheers were over, he started to eat again.

When Yu Jianghai counted to No. 12 he ate, the short man suddenly stopped Kuai's movement, frowned and smacked his mouth, lifted the can to a position parallel to his eyes, and looked at it carefully while turning the can In the bottle, the expression looks strange and uncomfortable.

As soon as the bottle turned half a circle, the short man tilted suddenly, lowered his head, and spit out a mouthful of brown-yellow liquid from his mouth. He hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, but the second and third mouthfuls of vomit were still suppressed. I couldn't stop regurgitating it from my stomach.

The can of strawberry jam fell from his hand and fell to the floor.

The short man knelt on his knees, propped one hand on the coffee table, and shivered while vomiting.

Yu Jianghai watched the short man's reaction indifferently, with a smug expression on the corner of his mouth.

The short man was lying on the floor, feeling an indescribable stench in his mouth.He raised his arm with difficulty, and tremblingly reached for the canned strawberry bottle that had fallen on the ground.But there was no strength in the fingers, and the bottle failed to hold it at once, and fell to the ground again, rolling away.

Strawberry jam thrown out of the bottle due to the drop of the jar was scattered on the floor and the sofa next to it, but the strange thing is that the color of some of the jam is not dark purple, but somewhere between dark brown and dark brown in color.

After seeing this color of strawberry jam, the short man dipped a little bit of it with his little finger and put it on the tip of his nose suspiciously.But after just one sniff, his head hit the floor heavily, and brown-yellow gastric juices kept spitting out from his mouth.

His saliva slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth to the floor, forming a pool of water and then gradually flowing towards the strawberry jam on the ground.

Yu Jianghai watched the short man's reaction, and left quietly after seeing him collapsed on the ground.

This blow should have slowed down the short man for a while.Thinking of this, Yu Jianghai, who had succeeded in revenge, couldn't help but feel lighter, and walked towards the station with joyful steps.

About three or ten minutes later, Yu Jianghai jumped out of the car, passed the traffic light quickly, and walked towards the student dormitory tens of meters away, thinking about the arrangements for next week.

When he passed a tall tree, someone suddenly said behind him: "Are you back so late?"

Yu Jianghai was taken aback, and turned around suddenly, only to see Li Junfeng walking out from behind the tree in a calm manner.

Seeing that the other party was Li Junfeng, Yu Jianghai breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at him calmly: "Why don't you go home so late?"

"I can't sleep without getting the money back." Li Junfeng pouted, "Where's my money?"

"I've already told you to talk about it next week." Yu Jianghai seemed to be irritated by the tone of the other party's words, "Are you afraid that I will run away or you won't trust me?"

"I can trust it, of course I can trust it." Li Junfeng glanced at the backpack on Yu Jianghai's shoulder with an apologetic smile, "But isn't that money in your bag? You should pay today's money today."

Yu Jianghai snorted coldly, stopped looking at Li Junfeng, turned around and walked towards the door of the dormitory.

Seeing Yu Jianghai making a mess, Li Junfeng was taken aback for a moment, but by the time he realized it, Yu Jianghai had almost walked to the door of the dormitory.

"Wait." Li Junfeng shouted and chased after him.

Yu Jianghai stood still and looked back at Li Junfeng: "Get lost..."

Before he finished speaking, a black figure suddenly rushed out from the shadow of the outer door of the dormitory, and hit Yu Jianghai on the head with a stick, causing Yu Jianghai to fall down immediately.

Li Junfeng was completely dumbfounded, and stood motionless on the spot, staring blankly at the black shadow.

Heiying squatted down, opened Yu Jianghai's bag, took out a thick paper bag from inside, and opened it in two or three strokes, revealing a thick stack of dark green banknotes inside.

Seeing that this pile of money should be quite a lot, the black shadow suddenly raised his head and smiled at Li Junfeng, showing his white teeth: "Thank you."

Li Junfeng immediately recognized that this voice was the voice of the person who had fought with him in another place an hour ago.

"You?" Li Junfeng was puzzled, "Didn't you take your brother home?"

"We've been cheated out of so much money, and we can't sleep even after we go back." Shang Cambridge cheerfully weighed the money in his hand.

(Special thanks for this chapter: Yun Yaqi, Zhao's clan, Jin Wanliang 2019 recommendation ticket)

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