Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 369 The Meeting

In Town God's Temple, Taoist priest's business is particularly good today.

It stands to reason that he should be happy, but he can't be happy, because there is an important meeting to be held today, I thought I would sit here for a while and earn some money, but today it seems that I am competing with the God of Wealth, and the guests come one by one. One, never idle.

Seeing the older girl and the younger daughter-in-law chatting while waiting in line, he was also embarrassed to close the stall. After all, he has been running the Taoist position for many years and has a good reputation, and his main customers are these inexperienced people. woman.

Offending the customer's money is second, and the important thing is that there are many sources of information missing.After all, ordinary women can't control their mouths, as long as they know something, the whole world knows it.

After patiently dismissing all these troublesome women away, he breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at the sun, it was already past noon.

Although the meeting was delayed, the Taoist leader got a lot of important news from these women.

First of all, he knew that there was a power outage in Taiyuan City, it was a sudden power outage, and the power has not been restored until now!
Not only has it not been restored, but it has been learned from those women that it will take at least three days to restore the power supply, because many parts involved in the power supply have been burned and need to be deployed from other cities. How much time.

Not only did the Taoist get the news, he also learned from the women's chats that in the past half a month, the power supply that is too far away may have been intermittent.

If it was a temporary power outage for a day and a half, the Taoist leader would not take it seriously, but if it was a three-day power outage in a row, then there was a lot to do.

After exchanging glances with Shen Chunliang in the crowd, the two turned their heads and pretended to go about their own business.

Half an hour later, six people gathered in the safe house near the Chenghuang Temple.

The three are underground workers from Taiyuan, they are Taoist Chief, Tsing Yi and Newsboy, and the other three are naturally the special operations team of Xinyi Regiment, Shen Chunliang, Dong Jinbao, and Tu Hanqing.

Tsing Yi is a woman in her early 30s, she looks very dignified, she sings in an opera troupe, she is a not-so-famous actor, and the newsboy is a kid who looks like a thirteen or fourteen year old, but is actually a man in his twenties. He is the backbone and person in charge of the Taiyuan Intelligence Station.

After the secret whistle was arranged, the Taoist took out two pieces of paper from the interlayer of his clothes, and handed one to Dong Jinbao, "Comrade Jinbao, this is the latest "Mobilization Order" issued by the superior, please take a look first." After finishing speaking, He handed another piece of paper to Shen Chunliang, "This is a telegram from your superior."

Shen Chunliang took the telegram and glanced at it. It was cipher text and needed to be translated.

The Taoist leader also knew that it was ciphertext, so he pointed to the room next to him, "There are pens and paper in that room."

Shen Chunliang nodded, then turned and walked into the room, and closed the door casually.

"Mobilization Order" was not long, and Dong Jinbao finished it quickly, and then he took out a lighter and burned it with excitement.

After the paper turned into ashes, he asked excitedly, "Master Daoist, are we going to do something big?"

The Taoist priest smiled, "Your mission should be separate. I have no right to know what it is, but if you need our cooperation, you can just ask."

Dong Jinbao turned his head and looked at the closed door, as if there were a few bugs crawling in his heart, which made his heart itch.

Although Shen Chunliang understood the translation, he didn't specialize in this after all, so after more than ten minutes, he still hadn't come out.

Dong Jinbao was very anxious, "Master Daoist, Sister Qing, do you know the news that Xiyangshi Street was bombed?"

"The Army Hospital in Xiyangshi Street was bombed." The newsboy corrected Dong Jinbao.

"Yes, do you know who did it? Is it one of us?" Dong Jinbao continued to ask.

The three people from the Taiyuan Intelligence Station looked at each other with doubts on their faces. It seemed that no one knew the specific news.

Regarding the explosion, Dong Jinbao was very concerned, so he continued to ask, "What did the explosion look like? How many ghosts died?"

The three of them shook their heads at the same time, indicating that they didn't know.

At this time, Shen Chunliang had finished the translation and walked out of the room. After hearing Dong Jinbao's words, he said, "That comrade may know that he is in that hospital right now."

"Which comrade?" Dong Jinbao asked with a question mark in his head.

"Since you can't guess it, then you can't talk about it. Well, let's talk about our business." Shen Chunliang raised the note in his hand, "According to what Fatty Dong said, we will have a vote soon. big."

Dong Jinbao looked at the note in Shen Chunliang's hand and asked, "How big is it?"

Shen Chunliang sat on the chair and poured himself a glass of water, "How big is it? Maybe you are not enough to prepare those guys!"

"Nonsense, I'm ready to blow up the Taiyuan Iron and Steel Plant!"

Shen Chunliang pouted, "Is it fried?"

"I'm paralyzed." Dong Jinbao scratched his head and corrected it.

"How long can it be paralyzed?" Shen Chunliang stared at Dong Jinbao and continued to ask.

Dong Jinbao frowned, and looked at Tu Hanqing, who was not talkative, "Silent mouse, tell me a word, you know how much I have in stock."

Tu Hanqing made some calculations and said, "The fat man can only stop the production of the two workshops of the steel plant at most, but it is estimated that the shutdown time will not be long." After speaking, he thought for a while and added, "And I am in I wonder if his goods can blow up those iron bumps."

"The ones for you are just ordinary ones. I also have more powerful **glycerin. I've already made a little."

After hearing Dong Jinbao's words, Shen Chunliang smiled, looked at him unkindly, and said, "Fatty Dong, you really have something to hide."

"No! Absolutely not. My goods are ready and handed over to the local mice."

"Then you are talking about what glycerin is. It sounds more powerful." Shen Chunliang asked.

Hearing Shen Chunliang's bad tone, Fatty Dong hurriedly explained: "There is a reason for this, I definitely did not enrich myself."

Seeing Dong Jinbao's anxious look, Shen Chunliang still said to him with a cold face: "Okay, I'll give you a chance to explain, but if your justification doesn't satisfy me, you can pack up and go back to the new group." .My team will not welcome undisciplined comrades."

Dong Jinbao took a deep breath, and then said solemnly: "That's right, the product I'm talking about will be very unstable after synthesis! Very unstable!"

"How unstable?" Tu Hanqing asked.

"It's just that high." Dong Jinbao pointed to a table of eight immortals, "If it falls from above, it may explode, and the power is huge, up to two catties, and the house can be blown up!"

After thinking about the power of the explosion, Tu Hanqing asked, "No need for a detonator?"

"No, just hit enough and it will explode!"

Tu Hanqing pondered, "That's dangerous enough!"

(End of this chapter)