Chapter 1182 Drawings
As long as the little devil is trapped, these two people will not be trusted. On the other hand, it is naturally no problem.
When I returned home, I had a good meal with Lu Xiaoya, and I was even a little crooked...... Incredible!
The next day, after Fan Keqin came to the field team, he directly called Lao Qi to his office, the old rule, after throwing a cigarette, Fan Keqin said: "How is the freight company running?" The Japanese pseudo didn't look for trouble, right? ”
Lao Qi took a puff of his cigarette and said, "No, if we don't have to, we usually transport normal goods." By now, several clips in the Japanese-occupied areas are also more familiar. If you have nothing to do, throw them some cigarettes and alcohol or something, and the inspection is relatively loose. Even sometimes when there is a shortage of goods, a glance is over. ”
Fan Keqin said: "Well, that's good, help me transport something to Shanghai, you don't have to make a special trip." When there is a stock, you can run normally. Approximately when? ”
"In two days." Lao Qi said: "On the side of the freight company, it has already received some goods to go to Shanghai, and it will leave when it has saved up enough batches, and it will be soon." ”
Fan Keqin said: "Okay, I'll give you the things in two days." That's it, you can get busy. ”
"Yes." Lao Qi snuffed out his cigarette, turned around and walked out of the office. Fan Keqin immediately walked out and said hello to Zhuang Xiaoman, if someone asks him to write down something first. Then I went directly to the warehouse of the General Affairs Office at the turn of the corridor.
The door of this storeroom is more secure than the prison cell, and the door is not big, just like a normal door. The entire fan is made of metal, and the upper part is a mesh of steel bars. In the middle of the door, the horizontal side follows the large drawer surface, and there is a free opening to pass things.
The current General Affairs Office of the Security Bureau is very good, and Sun Guoxin personally serves as the officer. Of course, as the director of the bureau, he can't focus on the general affairs office every day, so the daily work is managed by the head of the finance department.
Seeing that there was no one in the warehouse, Fan Keqin said, "Did the bureau greet you?" ”
"Yes." The administrator inside said, "Let the lowly rank cooperate with you fully." ”
"Hmm." Fan Keqin said: "Do you have the key to the evidence room?" ”
"Uh...... Yes, yes. The administrator said: "However, Director Fan, the evidence in the evidence room must have a ...... issued by the Legal Affairs Department" Just as he said this, he suddenly reacted to something, slapped himself in the face, and said with a smile: "Look at me, I'm stupid here every day." Don't blame you. ”
"Hmm." Fan Keqin said: "Put the number C zero zero two...... Or bring me a suitcase from Zero Zero Three. ”
In other words, the legal department has its own evidence room, but there are still a lot of evidence, and they can save a file and it's over, and the specific things still have to be placed in the security bureau's big library, a separate area.
After a while, the administrator went back and forth, handing out a suitcase from the opening. Fan Keqin took it, opened the lid to himself, looked at it, followed the cover, and said, "Get me twenty ...... of the bullets for the German Type 98 rifle Thirty rounds. ”
"Yes." The administrator was quicker this time, took out a carton of bullets, and handed it to Fan Keqin.
Fan Keqin said in a low voice: "I took something, and I am not allowed to talk to anyone except for the bureau." Otherwise, if you don't need me, the bureau will personally clean you up, the seriousness of this matter, do you understand? ”
"Understood." The Administrator said, "Yes, don't worry, you're not here at all." ”
"Hmm." Fan Keqin agreed, no longer delayed, turned around and returned to the office, and took out a map of Shanghai. Studied in detail.
Constantly using tools such as rulers and compasses to measure the distance in some places inside. However, this is only a general idea, fortunately he has been to Shanghai a few times, and his memory is good, but combined with the situation in his memory, there must be a deviation. However, there is also a problem with fault tolerance, so Fan Keqin thinks that there is still no problem.
Putting down the map, Fan Keqin opened the suitcase, and inside was the modified German Type 98 rifle with quadruple lens that the professional assassin used last time to assassinate him.
Fan Keqin first checked the various parts of the gun, and it was still fine. He wiped it again with a cotton cloth, then pulled a few pieces of white paper and a pencil from the side. Looking at this gun, I seemed to be stunned.
But after a while, he began to draw on paper, first a exploded view, the butt, the barrel, the hammer, and so on.
He's not very good at drawing, but he can see what it is. In addition, this picture is only for your own tips, and it will not be shown to others. It doesn't matter at all.
Then he made a mark on the retainer of the trigger with a pencil where the two sides were connected. Then he marked the curved trigger, then drew a scissor next to it, and drew a small stick on the side of the arrow, and drew several arc-shaped circles at the end of the small stick. Then it was marked next to it, and it was written: tapping.
Except for the butt of the gun, Fan Keqin drew dotted lines on all the wooden places. Then he used a ruler to cut two lines of the trapezoid-shaped butt, and painted all but the middle part with dotted lines.
Then, he marked the lever of the bolt as well. Then I picked up the picture again in detail, looked at it carefully, and checked every part I had drawn. Sometimes I look back and forth against the real thing in the box, and even pick up the gesture and measure it.
After modifying the two places, Fan Keqin took a piece of paper again, compared it with the previous one, and began to draw carefully. A drawing that only you can understand is formed.
In the end, Fan Keqin took the new drawing again, checked it in detail against the real thing, and after finding that there was nothing wrong, he put the drawing in his inner pocket. Then he pressed the buzzer and said, "Xiaoman, help me find an ordinary suitcase." If you don't have one, buy one for me and send it to my office. ”
Zhuang Xiaoman replied: "Understood." ”
Fan Keqin picked up the phone again and dialed a number, and after connecting, he said, "Hey! Hello, help me find Dr. Lu Suiyun...... Father...... Ay! It's me...... Ask you, do you have a new mercury thermometer in your hospital? …… Yes, that's great, get me some...... Well, five or six is pretty much that...... Okay, I'll go over and get it later. …… Hey, bye-bye. ”
After putting down the phone and waiting for about a cigarette, Zhuang Xiaoman entered the house and brought him an ordinary suitcase, and then walked out again.