With three superpowers at his fingertips, he could dominate the 1970s.

Chapter 97 Leaving Kaoshantun Again

Jiang Zhiyu had already prepared the letter of introduction last night.

The captain looked at the "two months" written on the letter of introduction and rubbed his forehead with some concern.

"Xiao Jiang, you've been writing for so long, what if someone comes looking for trouble with your parents again?"

Jiang Zhiyu patted the captain on the shoulder and said confidently:

"Don't worry, everything will be fine. I'm going there this time to completely resolve the issue."

The captain finally breathed a sigh of relief and gave her a letter of introduction with a two-month term.

Before leaving, Jiang Zhiyu gave the captain a mysterious smile:

"Uncle Chen, I have a surprise for you when you get back."

"A surprise? What surprise?"

The captain asked curiously.

You'll find out then.

Jiang Zhiyu kept everyone in suspense before turning and leaving the brigade headquarters.

After resting enough in the space, I bought a train ticket to Beijing.

Buying sleeper tickets was extremely difficult in those days, but luckily she had Seventeen's help and successfully got a lower berth.

Once on the train, Jiang Zhiyu found her berth and pretended to take a sheet out of her backpack and spread it out.

An elderly woman sat opposite her with her young grandson. When the old woman saw her take out the bed sheet, she pursed her lips and snorted, clearly disapproving of the woman's "spoiled" behavior.

Jiang Zhiyu ignored her and lay down to rest with her eyes closed.

The train rattled along, and before we knew it, it was evening.

"Host."

Seventeen's voice suddenly rang in her mind.

"Um?"

"Host, do you think you have a knack for attracting misfortune?"

Jiang Zhiyu was stunned for a moment:

"What do you mean?"

"I just secretly scanned the carriage, and guess what I found?"

Jiang Zhiyu asked lazily:

"What did you find?"

"Explosives."

Jiang Zhiyu sat up abruptly.

The old lady across from her pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, clearly thinking she was making a fuss over nothing.

Jiang Zhiyu ignored her and continued her mental conversation with Seventeen:

Are you sure?

"Confirmed. He just got on at the last stop," Seventeen said. "He's carrying several kilograms of explosives; I wonder who he's planning to blow up."

Jiang Zhiyu frowned and used her spiritual power to investigate.

Indeed, in the fourth private room, there was a middle-aged man carrying several kilograms of explosives, nervously looking around.

She scanned the entire carriage again.

In the first private room were an elderly man and three young men who appeared to be soldiers. The elderly man was dressed in coarse cloth and carried a medicine box, like an ordinary doctor. The three young men, on the other hand, had sharp eyes and stood ramrod straight, clearly having received professional training.

"Seventeen, is the old man they want to deal with?"

"It should be," Seventeen said. "The explosives are on the man in the fourth private room; his eyes are constantly fixed on the first private room."

Jiang Zhiyu glanced at the three young people again.

They were protecting the old man, unaware that the enemy was right next door.

Jiang Zhiyu got up and walked towards the first private room.

She knocked on the door.

The door opened a crack, and a young man peeked out. He had dark skin, a lean build, stood ramrod straight, and had a wary look in his eyes.

"Comrade, what can I do for you?"

"Who is in charge?" Jiang Zhiyu asked bluntly.

The young man frowned, his wariness increasing.

What do you want?

"I have something important to say," Jiang Zhiyu said in a low voice, "It concerns your safety."

The young man glanced at his companion, clearly hesitant about whether to let her in.

Jiang Zhiyu lost her patience and took a step closer:

"There are explosives in the car. If you want to die, stop me."

The young man's expression changed.

"Comrade, this joke isn't funny."

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Jiang Zhiyu pushed open the door and went inside.

The two young men immediately drew their guns and pressed them against her forehead.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't stop, and took another step forward.

In the blink of an eye, she acted swiftly, and both guns were already in her hands.

"If I want to harm you, you can't stop me."

She tossed the gun onto the lower bunk and sat down casually.

The three soldiers were stunned—they had never seen anyone so capable that they could take their guns away in the blink of an eye!

Who is in charge?

Jiang Zhiyu looked at the three of them.

The old man stood up and bowed to her with his hands clasped in greeting:

"Young lady, you have impressive skills."

His voice was calm and steady, showing no sign of being frightened by the gun-grabbing maneuver.

"Sir," Jiang Zhiyu nodded, "you're being watched."

"You've got your eye on them?" the young man, Xiao Xie, asked warily. "Who?"

"In the fourth private room, there were four people, one of whom was carrying several kilograms of explosives."

Upon hearing this, the three soldiers' expressions changed.

"Girl, how did you know?" Xiao Xie pressed.

"That's my business," Jiang Zhiyu waved her hand. "What you need to do now is arrest the person, not interrogate me."

"But……"

"They haven't received any professional training, and there aren't many of them," Jiang Zhiyu interrupted him. "There are only four of them. As for whether they have accomplices, you'll need to apprehend them and interrogate them further."

As she spoke, Jiang Zhiyu took out a paper package from her backpack—actually, from her spatial storage.

"Try sprinkling this on them; they'll collapse within three seconds."

Xiao Xie instinctively reached out to take it, but another soldier behind him beat him to it.

The old man's eyes lit up as he looked at Jiang Zhiyu, "Young lady, is this medicine really that miraculous?"

"Sir," Jiang Zhiyu looked at him, "I can only tell you that they'll all collapse within three seconds."

Jiang Zhiyu stood up. "It's just ordinary anesthetic; it won't kill anyone."

She pointed to the paper package in Xiao Xie's hand:

"Alright, I've delivered the message and given you the medicine. What you do next is up to you. You've got the meat in your mouths, and if you still haven't done anything, then take off those clothes!"

After Jiang Zhiyu finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the door.

"Wait!" Xiao Xie called out to her, "Miss, you haven't told us your name yet!"

"You don't need to know."

Jiang Zhiyu said without turning her head:

"I'm just an ordinary passenger who happened to be here. Once you've taken care of things, just pretend I was never here."

"But--"

About fifteen minutes later.

"Dean Zhong!" The soldier who had left rushed into the private room. "The medicine worked! All four of them collapsed!"

The old man and Xiao Xie exchanged a glance and then hurriedly ran towards the fourth private room.

Sure enough, all four of them collapsed to the ground, but they were still breathing.

"It's done!"

Xiao Xie said excitedly: