The moon is dark and the north wind is windy.

In the middle of the night, Sun Yanan and Ding Songqiao appeared in a dark alley in Lao Huizhong opposite the Commercial Press.

"Brother Sun, this is the place you are talking about, right?"

"Yes, that's right, it's this alley. Brother Ding, go and find out where the entrance to the sewer is." Sun Yanan nodded.

"Disperse, find the entrance." Ding Songqiao lowered his voice and ordered.

It was dark and it was really not easy to find a sewer entrance that could only accommodate one person in and out. Fortunately, Sun Yanan remembers the approximate location.

After a while, I found it.

"Team leader, I've found it, here." Ding Songqiao's men shouted.

The bricks on the ground were stripped open and a round iron cover was exposed. When the street was laid, the sewer entrance was deliberately buried under the floor tiles.

Those who are not familiar with this street will never know that there is also an entrance to the sewer here.

The iron cover cannot be opened with your hands, and an iron chisel must be used.

"Be careful..."

The manhole cover was opened, and a rotten smell strung out from the ground. The underground air was dirty, and various garbage and rotten items produced toxic gases. Therefore, you must wear a gas mask when going down.

This is not a joke. These gases may be fine in a short time, but over time, they will easily die.

"You, go down first." Ding Songqiao pointed to a subordinate and went down first, then Sun Yanan. He followed closely behind, leaving someone on it, looking at the entrance.

The sewer is connected to the sewage treatment pipeline of the Commercial Press, but it is separated from the underground ventilation pipeline. Hou Qing is a carving engineer in the coin workshop. He has the opportunity to contact the construction design drawings of the workshop, find the two closest points between the two, and then dig them through.

This project was not an easy task for him. Hou Qing was not a perseverance, and his plan was only in his vision.

Otherwise, he would have taken back the fiat currency master version, but Sun Yanan is different. He is much more persevering than Hou Qing. He has almost completed this project.

Just one step before I was completely dug through the sewage pipe and entered the ventilation pipe.

In fact, the distance on the ground is very close, but when you get underground, it is different. If you don’t know the road, you will go in the opposite direction. Sun Yanan is right.

He has been here, so he naturally saves a lot of effort to find a way.

"Brother Ding, you can see the hole when you walk about thirty meters forward. I spent a lot of effort to break the pipe wall, but I didn't dare to make much noise. It was locked out bit by bit at night." Sun Yanan said with emotion when she talked about that experience.

"Is that true? Brother Sun is really something that people cannot do." Ding Songqiao said in admiration.

"There is no way. For the sake of the country and nation, we should do this."

"I admire you, I admire you."

"Team leader, we're here." said the person who walked in front first.

As a result, at the wall of the pipe in front, there was a hole dug manually. The hole was not big, so I could only enter by myself, and I could only enter but not go out. I couldn't turn around and look back.

The three of them stopped, but Ding Songqiao had to make the decision whether to enter or not.

Ding Songqiao just hesitated for a moment and decided to say, "Enter!"

His task is to bring back the "master version", how can he give up halfway? If he goes back like this, how can he explain to Lu Jinshi?

...

Little did they know that in the Commercial Press printing factory, some people were preparing to enter the sealed underground fiat currency printing workshop. Although they were also secretly entering, they were much more comfortable than Ding Songqiao and the other three.

He sneaked into the printing factory with the help of the inside.

The entrance and exit doors of the underground fiat currency printing workshop are not only sealed, but also welded to death. Unless there is cutting equipment, it is impossible to enter through the door.

Of course, there are still people working in the printing factory at night. Once the movement is too big, it is difficult to get out of here.

"Brother Yunfei, I can only bring you in. As for how you get in, I can't help you."

"Thank you, brother." The person who came in was Jack Ma. Through the underground party organization of the Commercial Press, he could easily enter the printing factory as a worker.

Moreover, he has been actually scouting the site in the printing factory for a while, and he has already had a problem with how to enter the underground fiat currency printing workshop.

The action is also tonight.

He also had the idea of ​​ventilation ducts. Compared with the main entrance, although the ground air outlet of the ventilation duct was also sealed by welding, the working workers seemed not so serious, and the weld was not very acquainted, which gave Ma Yunfei the opportunity to operate.

Using a special wire saw, in the past few days, I used the toilet as an excuse to secretly open the gap bit by bit. Then, only the last little bit was left. After a little saw, the welded iron plate of the air outlet was opened.

During the day, there are many people and many people are unable to move. Only at night do people not pay much attention.

Hesitate...

The sound of the wire saw back and forth was very light. Although only the last little bit was left, it took him nearly half an hour to do so.

The moment he was finished, his vest was soaked, nervous, and exhausted.

Bang!

When the iron plate of the vent fell to the ground, a dull sound made a sound, which scared Ma Yunfei. Such a big noise would have shocked the people in the factory.

Fortunately, the sound was covered up by the sound of printing machines. Although the Commercial Press had undergone two major damages, it was still operating, but most of the personnel had withdrawn from Hong Kong.

Those who stay here are all families and families who cannot leave.

"What sound?"

The ventilation ducts are connected, but this did not alarm the workers in the factory, but they scared Sun Yanan and Ding Songqiao underground.

"It should be the wind, team leader, listen?"

"Maybe it is." After hearing for a while, Ding Songqiao nodded.

"There is wind..." Sun Yanan suddenly said.

"This is a ventilation duct, so there is naturally wind, so I'm fussing." Ding Songqiao's subordinate who was lying in front looked back and said with contemptuous eyes.

"Yes, I'm too sensitive." Sun Yanan smiled embarrassedly.

"Let's go, be careful. The printing factory works in three shifts and starts every night. It's not easy for people to discover it." Ding Songqiao reminded.

"I know."

On the other hand, Ma Yunfei also took out the mine lamp that had been prepared long ago, put it on his head, and entered the ventilation duct.

"Someone!"

A light suddenly flashed in front of him. Ma Yunfei quickly turned off the mine lamp above his head.

A flash of light was gone!

If it wasn't an illusion, then the other party would have discovered him.

At this time, a layer of sweat suddenly appeared on Ma Yunfei's forehead. Why are there others here? Did the news leak?

On the other side of the corner, Sun Yanan and Ding Songqiao remained silent, and they didn't dare to breathe. The same problem appeared in their minds.

what to do?

I was discovered, but I still misunderstood.

The ears were pressed against the pipe wall and there was only the whistling sound of the wind, which seemed to be a real illusion.

We can't go directly to the archives room from the ventilation duct, so we have to go down and go around the workshop. In an instant, both sides almost made the same decision.

...

The dinner was very harmonious. Tang Jin frequently persuaded him to drink, but Lu Xiyan refused everyone. Soon he drank a little higher. He took the calligraphy and paintings and said goodbye to go home.

Tang Jin sent it out in person.

"Brother, we'll see you next year." Tang Jin grabbed Lu Xiyan's hand, his eyes were red and he said with emotion.

"Well, see you next year. When I come back, I will bring gifts to my sister-in-law and Xiao Yingying." Lu Xiyan could stand firmly almost with Meng Fanxing, and the one I drank was red.

"Xiyan is too polite, no need." Liu Xinying smiled gently.

"Brother Tang, sister-in-law, Xiyan has a little too much today, so let's go back first. Thank you for your kind hospitality tonight." Meng Fanxing said generously.

"Fanxing is my brother's good friend, I'm blessed." Tang Jin smiled.

"Brother Tang, sister-in-law, say goodbye!" Lu Xiyan said with his fists.

"My brother, go slowly!"

In fact, Lu Xiyan was not that drunk, but he didn't want to drink anymore, so he pretended to be drunk with the goal of going back earlier.

Back home.

"Give it a hot towel, wipe your face." Meng Fanxing handed over a hot towel in the study on the second floor.

"Thank you." Lu Xiyan took it, wiped his face, and handed it back, "Tang Jin gave me a painting and asked me to give it to Dai Yunong."

"painting?"

"Well, it is said that it is the original work of Wu Daozi, but I don't understand this. He initially said that he would give it to me in my name, but later I insisted that I would not receive any rewards without merit, so he agreed to let me give it to me in his name." Lu Xiyan said.

"The authentic works of Wu Daozi are hard to find on the market, and each one is a priceless treasure." Meng Fanxing said in surprise.

"Yes, giving this painting to someone like Dai Yunong is really a waste of resources, alas," Lu Xiyan said.

"What are you going to do?"
To be continued...