Time Traveler

Fifteen minutes later, Liu Yan went straight to the Fenglin intersection, where the security was still tight, with sharp bayonet under the dim street light, water-cooled Maxine heavy machine gun covered by a tarpaulin, and an armored car hidden in the woods. Dodge ten-wheel trucks covered with civilian steel plates, amateur tanks, and flying fortresses roaring through the streets of Beijing and Shanghai are also such things.

It is said that Fenglin Road stationed a whole guard battalion. It is the elite of the elite. It has a full set of American equipment and super combat effectiveness. It does not belong to the national army, but belongs to the Jiangdong Provincial Traffic Police Corps. This force is a direct line of Chen Zikun personally mastered. Armed, all-American equipment, and played a decisive role in next year's uprising.

Fenglin Road is full of high-ranking officials and nobles. There are checkpoints at the intersection. Inside are rows of high walls and woods. I don’t know how many secret posts, swimming posts and wolf dogs are hidden. But this year, there are no infrared detectors, no cameras, and at most. For Liu Yanzhi, a power grid is not much different from undefended residential buildings.

Liu Yanzhi easily entered Fenglin Road. Although he is a native of Omi, he has never been here since he was a child. Fenglin Road was a residential area for high-ranking KMT officials before liberation, and a residential area for high-ranking Communist Party officials after liberation. Nothing happened to the common people. Ah, so he doesn't know which small building Chen Zikun lives in at all, but this doesn't bother him. King Jiangdong must live in the most beautiful one.

He really guessed it right. Chen Zikun lives in a small white western-style building at No. 10 Fenglin Road. At this moment, the light is still on in the study on the second floor. In the concierge, two guards stick to their posts. The corner of the yard is open. The chained wolf dog lay in the kennel and closed his eyes to rest.

Liu Yanzhi's movements are more brisk and agile than a cat. He landed silently in the yard. The wolf dog raised his ears vigilantly, and gave a threatening growl in his throat. The biting dog didn't bark, it was a fierce slave dog. She leaped out and pounced at the uninvited stranger. The sharp teeth and sharp teeth were shining in the snowy night. Liu Yan shot a peanut-sized pebble with strong wind. When the wolf dog's head was lost, the big wolf dog like a little calf suddenly collapsed to the ground, motionless.

　　 This is one of the magical arts of Yanzimen. Xia Feixiong is proficient in acupuncture, not only can point people, but also dogs. The acupuncture point on the head of the dog hit by the stone just now can ensure that the dog sleeps for several hours.

Dogs' sense of smell and hearing are more sensitive than humans, and their vigilance is also extremely high. For the snitches, watchdogs are the biggest threat. Now that the wolfdog has solved it, Liu Yan went upstairs calmly, of course not by the door. The front entrance of the Xiaoyang Building is from the inside. The pin is on and can only climb up from the outer wall.

There are places to climb everywhere in Xiaoyanglou. He jumped up with his light skills. The first thing he visited was the study room with the lights on. Liu Yanzhi used a standard pearl roll-up curtain, his feet hooked on the railings, and he peered down. Everything in the study.

There are thick velvet curtains hanging in the study window, and you can see the scene through the gaps. The area is about ten square meters. One wall is full of bookshelves, full of classics, and there is a mahogany writing desk facing the door. The man sitting behind the desk with his back turned to the window, holding a pipe in one hand, and flipping through documents in the other. On the wall are photos of Chen Zikun’s military uniform. There is also a family portrait and a photo of a young pilot standing in front of a Mustang fighter. It must be Chen Zikun. Chen Bei's son is gone.

The man was dressed in flannel pants, a fur vest, and dressed at home. His hair was still black and shiny. He read the documents attentively. He didn't even change his posture. Presumably this is the owner of the house and the owner of Jiangdong, the famous patriotic general Chen Zikun. .

Liu Yan looked straight for a while and found it boring. He slipped along the wall to the next door and turned over into the balcony. The door of this room was concealed. Liu Yan listened attentively. There was no sound of a sleeping person's breathing. He was sure that there was no one in this room. , Opened the door to enter, glanced around, confirmed from the furnishings that it was a certain wife's room, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on the table.

There is a jade Ruyi on the table. He stole it from the Imperial Palace during the Qing Dynasty, and later gave it to Shanghai Book Yu Girls’ School Shen Xiaohong. It is made of mutton fat and white jade, and there is an inconspicuous piece on the tail. Yellow skin can't be wrong.

Liu Yan was stunned on the spot, and it took a long time to remember. At first he thought that the owner of this house might have something to do with Shen Xiaohong, but he quickly figured out that it should be the jade Ruyi bought by Mrs. Chen through other channels. He laughed at himself, his imagination is too rich, there are so many coincidences in the world.

Just about to leave this bedroom, Liu Yanzhi turned back and looked intently at the photo on the cupboard. This is an old photo inlaid in a silver frame. The person in the picture is dressed in the clothes of a woman from the Qing Dynasty, with a high-necked jacket and golden jade. Full of body, elegant temperament, graceful face, isn't it Shen Xiaohong!

　　 Liu Yanzhi is really stupid this time. Since there is a photo of Shen Xiaohong, it shows that a certain wife of the Chen family is directly related to Shen Xiaohong. The greatest possibility is of course Jianbing from Shanghai. Is Jianbing the daughter of Shen Xiaohong and Zhou Jiarui? That's where you don't meet in life.

Zhou Jiarui is his friend, so his daughter should call his uncle, so Chen Zikun is his niece and son-in-law. Thinking of this, Liu Yanzhi couldn't help laughing in the dark, but soon he thought that Zhou Jiarui's daughter actually Inheriting Shen Xiaohong's career and becoming a new generation of oiran in Shanghai's flower industry, then it shows that Teacher Zhou is not happy.

Suddenly there was some movement outside, the courtyard door opened, and a late-night visitor walked in accompanied by guards. There was also a noise downstairs. The servant was opening the door. Liu Yan held his breath and felt a little uneasy. It was so late and Chen Zikun still called someone. What to do.

　　 The guards escorted the guests to the entrance, and when they turned back, they were more concerned. They went to the kennel and took a glance, but they didn't see the wolf dog lying inside and sleeping, looking around, finally found the wolf dog's "corpse" in the corner.

　　 Actually, the unconscious wolfdog was dragged to the corner by Liu Yan. The guards mistakenly thought that the dog was killed by a person. They were shocked in a cold sweat. The assassins were all in the yard, but the guards didn't notice it! He did not immediately warn. Instead, he hurried back to the gatehouse and pressed the switch. There was a row of bungalows outside the courtyard where 30 night guards lived. The red light on the roof flashed. This was a silent alarm signal. The deputy on duty brought People rushed into the yard.

　　 At the same time, the porter also notified Dashuai Chen by phone that an assassin had been in the house!

　　 In the study on the second floor, Chen Zikun was talking with a guest. After receiving the call, he opened the drawer, took out an M1911 pistol, pushed the bullet, and opened the insurance. The guest was stunned by his behavior and could not say a word.

　　 "Sit here for a while, and you'll be fine soon." Chen Zikun went out with a gun and stood on the second floor and looked downstairs. The guards were all waiting outside the door. They didn't dare to enter the door without authorization from the commander.

　　 "Double Happiness brings two people up." Chen Zikun said softly, "The children are asleep, don't disturb them."

　　 Adjutant Shuangxi quietly went upstairs with two guards armed with carbines and searched the rooms one by one. When they found the room next to the study, they found that the balcony door was open, indicating that people had indeed entered the house.

　　Chen Zikun calmly walked to the other bedroom, gently twisted the doorknob, stepped into the door, did not rush to turn on the light, first observed, a little girl was sleeping soundly on the big copper frame bed.

　　He walked over and helped his daughter tuck her feet. Her daughter woke up, her eyes gleaming like stars in the sky.

　　 "Daddy, will we build a snowman together tomorrow?" asked the 10-year-old daughter Chen Jiao.

　　 "Okay, make a big snowman." Dad replied, his eyes full of kindness.

　　 "There are still snowball fights."

　　 "Okay, snowball fight, it's not early, if you don't go to bed, you can't have snowball fight if you can't get up tomorrow morning."

　　 "Daddy is so good, then I'm going to sleep." The little girl closed her eyes.

　　 Chen Zikun's eagle-like eyes scanned the room for a week, and found nothing wrong, so he went out with confidence and gently closed the door.

　　 He checked the room of his younger son Chen Nan again, but still didn't notice that Chen Bei's mother Xia Xiaoqing got up when she heard the movement, with thin quick boots under her feet and a revolver with a large nose in her hand.

　　 "Something happened?" Xia Xiaoqing asked.

　　 "Carl is dead." Chen Zikun said, Carl is the name of a wolfdog, with an authentic German black back, brought by trustees from Nazi Germany, and many brothers are serving in the SS.

"I'll go and see." Xia Xiaoqing hurriedly went downstairs. She was born as a heroine. She could see the other side's way from Carl's wound. Chen Zikun was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he hurried back to the study and took out a large cloak and put it on Xia Xiaoqing's shoulders. on.

Double Happiness took the guards to search again. There are not many people living on No. 10 Fenglin Road. The eldest son Chen Bei is an Air Force pilot and lives in a barracks. The eldest daughter is practicing medicine in Beitai, Jian Bing is in Shanghai, Yao Yilei is in Hong Kong, and Lin Wenjing is here. In Nanjing, there are only Xia Xiaoqing and a pair of children at home. All the rooms have been checked, but no suspicious people have been found.

　　 Maybe it was a false alarm, maybe the assassin had escaped, Chen Zikun guessed so.

　　 In Chen Jiao’s bedroom, the little girl tapped the bedboard gently: "You can come out."

　　 Liu Yan got out from under the bed. The Chen Mansion did a good job of sanitation. Even under the bed, it was spotless, free of old dust and cobwebs.

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Five minutes ago, when the guards suddenly rushed into the yard~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Liu Yanzhi was still in a daze in Jianbing’s room. He heard the motion probe coming out, and found that it was late. The yard was full of soldiers, and the beams of flashlights were shooting everywhere. He must have been shot if he went out rashly. He went out in hesitation, wondering if he would go to the study to tie up Chen Zikun, when a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

　　 "Are you Santa Claus?"

　　 He turned his head in a hurry, she was a pink and tender little loli, wearing an orange pajamas, carrying a doll in her hand, and tilting her head to look at herself.

　　 Liu Yan looked straight at himself. He didn't wear red clothes, white beard and sledge pulled by reindeer. How could he be Santa Claus.

　　At a critical moment, Liu Yanzhi was amused by the little girl. The art master was bold. He was not afraid of the guards outside. He smiled and asked the girl: "Where do you look like Santa Claus?"

　　 "I think you are." The little girl was very firm, "You came in through the chimney."

Liu Yanzhi was about to speak when the door of the study room opened. Due to the angle, Chen Zikun with the gun did not see the scene here. The little girl put her finger on her lips, pointed to her room, and motioned Liu Yan to follow her. go.

　　 So there was the scene just now, a ghostly messenger, Liu Yanzhi believed the little girl deeply, and crawled under her bed, successfully evading Chen Zikun's search.

　　 "Okay, you can take out the present." The little girl sat cross-legged on the bed and said solemnly.

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