My spy diary

Chapter 83 Surgery (please recommend and vote monthly)
"Hi Lan, you are really the most beautiful and elegant Chinese lady I have ever seen. I hope you will become an excellent doctor in the future."

"Great, the bullet was finally taken out."

"Thank you, Mr. Robert, I believe I will become a good doctor."

"I look forward to it
This Chinese is really a hero. I heard that he just killed four Japanese spies by himself. Oh, this is so surprising.
How could there be a Japanese spy on the train? Spying is not a noble profession."

"What kind of hero? I thought he was a white dog who worked for tigers. I don't want to be a spy. This kind of person should be allowed to die. Why should we treat him?" Another voice of gloomy hatred sounded next to him.

"Okay, Xu Wenming, just say a few words."

Zhang Yi woke up faintly, his brain was groggy, and all he saw in front of him was a foreigner with a big beard and yellow hair on his face. He was wiping the sweat from his forehead with a happy expression.

Next to him is the female student I saw when checking tickets before. She has a calm, simple and beautiful face.

Standing next to him was the male classmate who had been taught a lesson by Zhang Yi. He had a sinister look on his face and unconcealable hatred in his eyes.

He looked around and found that he seemed to be lying on the table of the dining car. He touched the side and was slightly surprised when he saw that the gun was gone.

Just as I was about to turn over, I felt sore and numb all over my body, especially my shoulders and left arm, which felt heavy and weak, and felt like a needle pricking me with burning pain.

His movement immediately woke up the people who were speaking. The foreigner was surprised, the female students were indifferent, and the male students took a step back in fear.

"Hey, man, you finally woke up." The foreigner said broken Chinese.

"Did you save me? Sir." Zhang Yi asked in English.

"Oh, God, it's a miracle that you can speak English. Man, no, Mr. Warrior, have you ever studied abroad?" The foreigner was startled and raised a sharp knife and chopsticks in his hand.

Zhang Yi was slightly startled, "You just used a knife and chopsticks to operate on me?"
Facing Zhang Yi's gaze, the foreigner put down the knife, shrugged and said:
"You know, there are bandages on the car, but there is no scalpel. As you Chinese say, it's just... local materials. By the way, warrior, you haven't answered my question yet?"

"I have never studied abroad. Thank you sir. Can I know your name?"

"Oh, such pure English is not easy to learn." The foreigner looked surprised and said:

"My name is Robert, and my Chinese name is David Luo."

"Thank you Mr. Robert, are you American?"

"Oh shit, I'm not one of those wild Yankees. I'm a British gentleman, a gentleman of the British Empire."

"Okay, Mr. Robert, thank you for operating on me."

"No, you're welcome. As you Chinese say, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. God bless you."

"God bless you, Amen."

"Oh, Warrior, do you believe in God too? That's incredible. Warrior, what's your name? I'm going to write a biography for you.

Think about it, a warrior who killed four Japanese spies in an instant, spoke fluent English at the same time, and believed in God...

This story is really amazing. Not only will it surprise the Americans, but the British gentlemen will also applaud you. Oh, by the way, maybe our Ml-6 will be interested in you. "

Looking at Robert's expectant eyes, although Zhang Yi was not interested in these foreigners, he still saved his life, so he nodded.

Then he said: "Thank you, Mr. Robert. There is no need to write a biography. My profession is not suitable for being famous."

"Oh, I see, it's such a shame." Robert shook his head in disappointment.

"Thank you too, madam." Zhang Yi nodded to the female student. "It takes a little effort." The female student nodded calmly, her cold eyes showing no fluctuation at all.

Zhang Yi turned his attention to the male classmate again, stared at him with sharp eyes, and said:
"This student, please go and call the patrol officer in the car over."

After being stared at by Zhang Yi and thinking of his fierce appearance, the boy wanted to refute, but his body moved honestly.

After a while, all three patrol officers arrived.

Dai Xiuzhang, who was handcuffed to the toilet by Zhang Yi, also came. He found a wrinkled piece of clothing from somewhere and looked frightened at this moment.

After learning about Zhang Yi's methods, I became a little curious about his identity.

Hearing the deafening gunfire in the toilet, he suspected that the murderer used his own gun to commit the crime. This was no longer petty theft, but murder and robbery.

who? Gangster thief.

After being rescued by a colleague, thinking about the frustrating experience, I wanted to drag my colleagues together to get revenge. As long as the gangster is caught, not only will I get revenge, but I can also get meritorious service and be rewarded!
Then when his colleagues told him what had happened, he saw the tragic and bloody firefight with his own eyes, and then heard that the other party was from the Secret Service, he was frightened and fell to the ground dejectedly.

He couldn't help but think, what on earth did he do just now?

It's really stupid. It's obvious that others are investigating, but I didn't say that I didn't help, yet...
Although the Secret Service is not his superior, they all have control over railway traffic. The Anti-Smuggling Department is his subordinate department, not to mention taking his life or death.
Zhang Yi only felt that his brain was dull and sleepy, and he had no time to talk nonsense. He glanced at the three people who were uneasy and asked:

"Where's my gun?"

The two patrolmen glanced at Dai Xiuzhang and winked. The latter quickly handed over his gun, becoming more and more nervous.

"One of the three of you lent me a gun.

The other two people assisted me in killing a Japanese spy. They are all meritorious officials. I will definitely be rewarded when the time comes.

If you don't want to work on the railway, you can also go to the city and become a patrol officer, no, patrol chief. "

Zhang Yi held the pistol and finally felt a sense of security in his heart. Looking at the three people's expressions of confusion and surprise, he continued:

"What time is it? Where is the next stop?"

A patrolman took out his pocket watch, took a look at it, and said quickly:
"At three o'clock, we will arrive at Zhenjiang Station in a moment."

"Okay." Zhang Yi didn't expect that so much time had passed. He pointed at Dai Xiuzhang and said:
"When you get to Zhenjiang, get off the car immediately and call me to tell me that I was injured in the car."

Zhang Yi reported a phone number, looked at the three of them, and asked:
"What happened to that conductor?"

"His name is Wang Benqun. He has been here for three months. Who knew he was actually a Japanese spy?"

"There is collusion between inside and outside, and they also have guns on their bodies. Go and search the luggage of those three people immediately.

If it's not under their seats, go to the storage room and look for it. In addition, I will carefully search all the places where the conductors can go in and out. As long as you find anything, the benefits will be yours. "

After a pause, Zhang Yi sneered and continued:
"Anyone who dares to cover up or fails to report knowledge will be punished with the same crime as a Japanese spy. Do you understand?"

".Yes." After being glanced at by Zhang Yi's sinister eyes, several people trembled and hurriedly agreed.

For a moment, there was a lot of excitement on the train.

(End of this chapter)