Gu Siwei was dumbfounded at this moment.

Because what was placed in front of him was a row of guns wrapped in oil paper. They were not ordinary guns, but all American-made Thompsons.

Gu Siwei knew about this thing because it was so famous. The Italian black slap gangs active in the United States liked to use this thing. They usually put it in a violin box, and when they got to the place, they gently shook it to reveal it, and then

It was just a clicking sound.

Not to mention playing with this guy, even if you saw a few bad guys in black trench coats and black manners standing in a row in the movie, each holding a handful of this thing, it clicked like a scene of wheat harvesting, which one?

Don’t men have excessive adrenaline levels?

Of course, the person being clicked must be unhappy.

The three boxes in front of Gu Siwei were all filled with these things, and they were brand new and looked like they had not been used at all. All the guns were wrapped in oil paper, and the entire gun body was shiny with oil.

In addition to four large boxes of bullets, the remaining boxes also include a whole box of grenades. In addition, there are two small cannons and mortars. Of course, there are also artillery shells, but not many, two.

The box is about ten tons in size.

"What the hell are you doing!"

After coming back to his senses, Gu Siwei really didn't know how to evaluate Tao Dabin. You said that you, an old guy, don't buy more small yellow croakers and big yellow croakers. What are you doing with these things? You can't eat or drink them. It's troublesome to get rid of them.

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"What the hell!"

Gu Siwei spat at Tao Dabin again in his heart.

But Gu Siwei didn't know that Tao Dabin had already escaped. From the moment he couldn't find the hidden rope, Tao Dabin didn't hesitate at all, and fled without taking anything with him, greased the soles of his feet.

Gu Siwei was still complacent, feeling that he had copied Tao Dabin's track record, but Gu Siwei was not in this business after all. Tao Dabin had been a spy for so many years and had fought against little devils. He didn't know the story of the Three Cunning Rabbits.

Tao Dabin's gold bars, antiques and so on are more than that.

To put it bluntly, Gu Siwei just bought a rabbit nest from his family. Although it was considered important, he definitely did not force Tao Dabin, an old traitor, into poverty.

Gu Siwei doesn't understand antiques, but he is really interested in guns.

It's just that he's not very good at playing with the new guy, but that's no problem, he has plenty of time to play with it now.

Putting the gun matter aside, Gu Siwei opened the things Tao Dabin had hidden in the cracks of the rocks.

After seeing the thing, Gu Siwei really didn't know how to evaluate Tao Dabin.

After opening the package, what Gu Siwei saw was an ID with a photo. The person in the photo was Tao Dabin, but it was taken more than ten years ago when he looked younger. At this time, Tao Dabin was quite presentable.

And he still carries stars on his shoulders.

"Oh, he's still a major general!"

Gu Siwei looked at Tao Dabin's photo and said with a smile.

Why Major General? How could Gu Siwei recognize Lao Chang's military rank? But it didn't matter if he didn't recognize it, it was all marked on the ID card.

Just like a common certificate, the cover is opened and there is a piece of paper, but it is read from right to left, and it is arranged vertically.

On the far right is Tao Dabin's military uniform photo, which says Gao Xianqin, age 51, place of origin: Linjiang, position, director of xxx, military rank: major general.

The word "Mao Sen" is written behind the director.

Only then did Gu Siwei realize that Tao Dabin's real name was Gao Xianqin, but it was easy to understand after thinking about it. It was impossible to use a real name when being a spy. Isn't that nonsense?

This thing is so common.

But the other little book is a bit unusual.

Gu Siwei flipped through it and saw that it contained a list of many spies, or Tao Dabin, who Gao Xianqin thought was a spy.

This thing makes Gu Siwei a little confused. You, a spy, don't want to get information, but you want to attack your own people all day long?

No wonder Lao Chang went to the island to catch turtles. With people like you poaching below, Lao Chang even went to the island to think he was capable.

Gu Siwei is not a student of history. He doesn't know the difference between this and that bureau, and he doesn't know what the differences are between this mountain and that of other secret service agencies.

In Gu Siwei's opinion, these things are treasures for Song Rui.

As for the other things, Gu Siwei has nothing to do with it. Gu Siwei believes that even if these agents know that they are afraid of Song Rui's life, it will not be simple. If these agents kill Song Rui, what will happen to our side?

Aren’t counterintelligence officers just for a living?

As for whether it will be dangerous or something.

If Song Rui didn't want to take this risk, he would be the only one in his life. Nothing in this world is without danger. The greater the danger, the greater the opportunity.

At this time, Gu Siwei really had not thought about whether Song Rui would accept his kindness or not.

He just wanted to give this thing to Song Rui. As for others, he had no friendship with him, and secondly, this was such a great achievement that it was really inappropriate to give it to others, and Gu Siwei couldn't bear to part with it.

Until now, it was only Song Rui who owed him a favor, and he had given favors to others.

If Song Rui knew now, I don't know how he would feel. Would he point at Gu Siwei's nose and scold him, or clap his hands and shout: I did it.

In the end, Song Rui had no choice.

Gu Siwei made things simple here, such as small yellow croakers and the like, naturally placed in the most convenient place, antique calligraphy and paintings, etc., Gu Siwei looked at them in vain.

Gu Siwei knew very well about his own artistic level, which was just like blowing fire through a rolling pin - he knew nothing about it! So he didn't take a closer look.

Now that I've got everything, it's time to go on a long journey.

But before leaving for a long trip, Gu Siwei ran around the town, wrapped the things he had collected from Tao Dabin, which was his ID and the book, directly wrapped it in paper, stamped it and threw it into the mailbox.

The recipient is naturally Song Rui.

When I got home, I talked to Sicui about going into the mountains. This trip was going to take a little longer. It took almost a month to arrange things at home, and then Gu Siwei set off.

The route Gu Siwei chose was not from the town here, but along the mountain to the east. After a few days, there would be a train after leaving the mountain.

At this time, the domestic railways were not as developed as they will be in the future. It was really convenient to go south. Whether it was high-speed trains or sleeper trains, there was always a train that could satisfy you.

There are only a few railways at this time, and if you want to buy a sleeper, you have to be lucky, or you must be of a high level to be able to buy one.

Gu Siwei naturally wouldn't take a bus, so he didn't care. He just picked up the truck to figure out where the bus was going, and just squatted on it.

Not to mention the journey, it was not very comfortable either.

The main reason is that it is slow. In the past, Gu Siwei used to fly. It took two or three hours to arrive. Even the high-speed rail only took about ten hours. Now, it takes just a few days! It really takes a few days. It takes a lot of time to stop and go in a broken car.

The fourth dimension is almost helpless.

But there was no other way. We still had to ride in the car and walk on the road. Fortunately, Gu Siwei brought his own palace, so he could eat fruits and sleep on the way.

But sometimes I regret that I didn’t bring one or two animals from home to keep me company, such as the big fur, the fried dough sticks, and the two cats at home, otherwise it wouldn’t be so boring.

While Gu Siwei was eating big cherries and humming a little tune, Song Rui was now sweating on his forehead.

It was quite strange that Song Rui received the package in the morning, wondering who sent him something!

When I opened the result, I almost scared Song Rui out of his soul. There were many spies at this time, and there was an anti-special environment throughout the country. How could Song Rui not know the importance of this matter.

After coming back to his senses, Song Rui didn't dare to waste a moment. He got on the car and rushed towards the county. He didn't dare to stop at all along the way. He even missed work and didn't ask for leave from the leader at all.

When we arrived at the county, we went straight to the Public Security Bureau and asked for the top boss by name.

It was easy to meet the director at this time, but as soon as Song Rui handed over the things, the man couldn't sit still after reading it. He pulled Song Rui into the car and went straight to the prefecture-level city.

When we arrived in the city, this thing still shocked everyone.

So Song Rui naturally had to answer some questions, such as where this thing came from.

Song Rui was also dumbfounded, so he could only tell the truth, saying that he received a package this morning and this was what he found when he opened it.

Song Rui was very anxious now, fearing that these people would suspect that he was also a bad element and would defend himself more than once.

"Boss, I really don't know. I am an ordinary salesman and I received this thing early in the morning..."

"Xiao Song, don't worry. Think carefully about who among the people you know is most likely to send you this thing."

Which one of the anti-specialists here is not a veteran, and which one is not an old Jianghu? One look at it and you can tell that Song Rui really doesn't know. If Song Rui can perform such an innocent performance, these old Jianghu will feel that their past experiences have to be rewritten.

Already.

No one thinks that these people are related to Song Rui, but everyone thinks that Song Rui must know the person who sent the things and is very close to him, otherwise why wouldn't this credit be given to others.

Song Rui really couldn't remember it, because Song Rui now understood that it was a big deal no matter who should take the credit. At least the organization would take care of it. It was such a big credit.

After much deliberation, it was not that he had not thought of Gu Siwei, but that Song Rui really did not believe that Gu Siwei had such ability.

"I really don't know," Song Rui shook his head and said with a grimace.

"It's okay. Just think about it carefully. You can say anything that is possible or even doubtful. Oh, by the way, does your family have any overseas connections?"

"No no!"

When Song Rui heard this, he waved his hands repeatedly, as if having overseas relations was a big problem. Of course, it is indeed a problem in this era.

"As long as we are breathing, all the generations of our family have lived in the town, and none of our relatives have lived outside."

After asking these questions, someone took Song Rui to the guest house to rest.

"Did you ask anything?"

"He really doesn't know."

"Will there be targets randomly chosen?"

"You're saying that people know him, but he doesn't necessarily know them?"

Gu Siwei's mischief here can be regarded as killing a lot of people's brain cells.

Generally speaking, intelligence officers have rules and regulations when doing things, but Gu Siwei obviously does not have this kind of thing. What he did, to be honest, left many people confused, but everyone felt that at least this person was not on the opposite side. There is no way to find him now.
Chapter completed!