At the Hui'an Railway Station in Fujian, a train from Fuzhou to Zhangzhou slowly drove into the platform. The platform was bustling with people. Among the crowd, a middle-aged man (Wang Donghai) wearing a shabby short shirt and a baseball cap was carrying a

In the suitcase, handed the ticket in his hand to the ticket inspector. After the ticket inspector cut the ticket, the "baseball cap" walked into the platform with great strides and entered the soft sleeper carriage No. 5 at the number on the ticket.

At this time, a middle-aged passenger was already in the soft sleeper room, with his head leaning against the soft quilt. He was wearing a gray shirt, with his collar open, and holding an expired "Minnan New News" in his hand, and flipped it out casually

Looking at it, it seemed absent-minded.

"Buckball Cap" Wang Donghai entered the private room, put down his suitcase, and glanced at the middle-aged man leaning on the bed and wearing a gray shirt. The middle-aged man looked very handsome and capable, with a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows.

Coincidentally, the middle-aged man also raised his head and looked at the "topball cap" that had just come in. Seeing that the other person's eyes were full of calmness and confidence, and he did not show any expression. Unconsciously, he felt a little good feeling.

Wang Donghai smiled slightly at the other party, sat on the opposite bunk, then tidied up his clothes, turned around and looked out the car window.

On the platform outside the car window, people were still lined up to enter the station, and there was a loud noise...

The train finally started, quickly throwing the noisy station and the people waiting on the platform back and disappearing.

Wang Donghai then came to his senses and couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man opposite him again, and wanted to ask but stopped. He simply stood up, opened the box, turned around and walked out the door, and walked along the long corridor.

Enter the toilet next to the soft sleeper room.

Wang Donghai was using the toilet, and suddenly heard someone coming outside the toilet. He held his breath and listened carefully to the movement outside.

In the narrow aisle outside the toilet, a male waiter wearing a white shirt and a bow on the neckline was pushed by the dining cart.

A middle-aged man wearing a navy blue Zhongshan suit and a top hat walked towards him and pressed the brim of the hat very low. He overwhelmed his voice and said to the waiter pushing the dining cart: "Keep the middle-aged man wearing a gray shirt with a soft bag No. 5

.”

The male waiter nodded and understood.

Wang Donghai was pressed against the toilet door and couldn't help but feel nervous when he heard the conversation outside. He quickly retracted, listened to the movement outside, and then opened the gap in the toilet door and looked outside. At this time, the outside said that it was inside.

The stranger who was wearing a top hat had quickly left and gave him a back.

The male waiter just now looked at the front and back, and saw that there was no one around, he took out a small bag from his sleeve, opened it quickly, poured the medicine into a red wine glass of a goblet, and then took it.

He got up and shook it gently, and then continued to walk forward.

Wang Donghai quickly walked out of the toilet and quietly followed the young waiter. The two of them went to Building 5 and walked into the door of the soft sleeper private room.

The waiter knocked on the door without saying a word, then picked up the pallet and walked in.

He said politely to the "gray shirt": "Hello sir, this is the red wine you want."

The waiter said as he handed over the goblet.

"Oh!" "Gray Shirt" took the red wine after hearing this.

Wang Donghai followed in from behind, sat on his bed, pretending to be very enthusiastic, and said to the waiter: Please pour me a glass of red wine, I met this guy on the train. It's really

For fate, let’s drink a cup together.

The "gray shirt" was picked up and wanted to drink it. When he heard this, he stopped his movements and looked at Wang Donghai opposite him with confusion and doubt on his face.

The male waiter smiled and said, "Okay, sir, please wait!"

Then, he picked up the wine bottle and wine glass, poured a glass of wine skillfully, and handed it to Wang Donghai. Wang Donghai reached out to take the cup.

The waiter said to Wang Donghai again: "Sir, please use it slowly." After that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Wang Donghai shouted at the waiter: No, why is the color of your wine wrong?

"Gray Shirt" looked up at Wang Donghai, then looked at his glass of wine, looking puzzled.

A hint of nervousness flashed through the waiter's eyes, but he quickly calmed down. He said with an unhappy look: "Sir, isn't you kidding, this is the wine I just poured, how can there be any problems?"

Wang Donghai said deliberately: "Let's take a look at the color. The two cups are different, one is deep and the other is shallow. One of them must have problems. You won't poison us, right?"

The "gray shirt" put down his wine and looked at the two of them with interest.

Hearing the poisoning, the waiter's face became stiff.

Wang Donghai observed the momentary changes on the waiter's face.

The "gray shirt" realized the danger and suddenly became sensitive.

A smile appeared on the waiter's face and defended him: Sir, you are so good at joking. We don't know each other, and we have no grudges and no grudges. How could we poison you? This is just a little waiter, and this joke is not good.

!

Wang Donghai smiled: Is that true? Since this wine is fine, just drink it?

The waiter paused and said: OK! He picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

He then said: Sir, can you rest assured now?

Wang Donghai nodded, "Okay." He pointed to the "gray shirt" again and said, "There is also the wine of this friend, you can drink it so that I can trust you."

The waiter's face suddenly changed and he was frozen there.

Wang Donghai urged: Don’t stand there, drink it!

The waiter suddenly pulled out the hidden short knife from under the tray, threw away the tray, and stabbed it at the "gray shirt".

Wang Donghai was quick-witted and his hands were quick. He lightning flashed out his left hand to press the other person's wrist and hit the waiter hard on the face with his right fist. The waiter screamed "ah" and the knife fell to the ground.

The "gray shirt" was not vague, and he suddenly raised his right leg and kicked the waiter in the chest. The waiter fell to the ground. The "gray shirt" stepped on the waiter's face and rolled heavily with his leather shoes.

The waiter screamed...

The "gray shirt" relieved a little of the force, and the waiter stopped howling.

"Gray Shirt" asked again: Tell me quickly, who sent you here?

The waiter refused to answer.

The waiter fainted in pain when he exerted force under his feet.

The "gray shirt" quickly stuffs the service under the bed.

"Gray Shirt" suddenly turned his head and said, "Thank you very much for saving my life. How did you know that the wine is poisonous?"

Wang Donghai said: "It was purely a coincidence. I heard it by accident when I went to the toilet, but I don't know who this waiter was and why he assassinated you?

"Gray Shirt" shook his head and couldn't help but say: Fuxing Society must be Fuxing Society.

Wang Donghai asked in confusion: Fuxing Society, what organization is Fuxing Society?

"Gray Shirt" shook his head and said no more.

Wang Donghai didn't want to ask anymore, and the two sat quietly and looked out the window.

"Gray Shirt" suddenly turned his head and said to Wang Donghai, "You saved my life and are my brother. Are you willing to go with me?"

Wang Donghai smiled slightly: "Now the war is flying and the world is dangerous. I can't just follow you inexplicably!

"Gray Shirt" said seriously: "Serve the country and go to the national crisis together!"

After hearing this, Wang Donghai sighed: "Why are I worried about serving the country without any way to serve the country?"

He hurriedly stood up and introduced himself and said, "Husband Wang Donghai, how dare you ask me about my brother's surname and name?"

"Gray Shirt" replied politely: "I, Ke Yiming."

Two pairs of hands are held tightly together.
Chapter completed!