Rebirth of the Flying Era

Du Fei's movements were very fast. From jumping into the courtyard to entering the cellar, it only took ten seconds in total.

It was dark inside the cellar, and there was no light after closing the door.

But it didn't affect Du Fei's sight.

After he came in, he stood behind the door and paused for a moment to adjust to the dark light.

Then he walked quickly to a corner of the cellar.

There was a heavy-looking wooden shelf.

Fortunately, it is summer and there is no hoarding of Chinese cabbage, potatoes, and radishes.

The wooden shelves were empty.

Du Fei reached up and grabbed the beam under the shelf.

Because no one had touched it for many years, a thick layer of dust had accumulated underneath, and there were also messy spider webs.

Fortunately, Du Fei was wearing labor protection gloves issued by the steel factory, so he was not afraid of this.

Then he pursed his lips and said "hmm", and used his arms, waist and legs to work together.

In one fell swoop, he lifted up the wooden frame weighing over a hundred kilograms.

Smoothly move to the side to make way for the ground below.

The bottom of the wooden frame is not like the outside, because people often come in and out, and the red brick floor has been covered with a thick layer of black mud.

The original color of the bricks can still be seen underneath.

Du Fei walked over and stamped his foot twice, and suddenly a brick became loose.

He took out a screwdriver from his pocket and squatted down to pry open the loose brick.

Under the bricks, you can clearly see the traces of being bitten by the mouse's incisors.

Under this brick, there were originally three layers of red bricks to lead to the hidden compartment below.

But Xiao Hong had already bitten a big hole in the three layers of red bricks.

Only the top piece is left covered.

Now the brick is lifted out, directly revealing a hole wider than an arm.

Du Fei's eyes flashed with joy, and he immediately reached in and turned on vision synchronization.

At this time, Xiao Hong is underneath.

Suddenly, Du Fei's vision changed and came to Xiao Hong.

Suddenly he saw a big hand sticking out of the hole.

This feeling of seeing my own hand from another angle is really weird.

As Du Fei touched the box in the secret room below, he immediately retracted his vision, then hit the spirit and opened the portable space.

Without any suspense, the suitcase and the linoleum paper wrapped outside were taken away.

To make sure nothing is missing.

Du Fei synchronized his vision again and found that there was nothing in the dark room.

Then, with a sudden thought, he took out some pre-prepared cement from his personal space, spread it on the brick, and pressed it back to its original position.

He wiped away the spilled cement with his hand again.

When the cement dries, there will be basically no abnormalities visible on the outside.

Then restore the removed wooden frame.

Du Fei straightened up, retreated to the entrance of the cellar, and took one last look.

Then, through vision synchronization, he found Xiao Hei in the sky and made sure there was no one outside.

Then he quietly opened the door and went out.

He closed the door again and put the lock back on.

It's just that Du Fei can use the space in his pocket to take off the lock, but he can't put it back as it is.

It's just a symbol hanging there.

When someone discovers it tomorrow, they will probably think that the neighbor who shares the cellar did not lock it properly.

Du Fei was very skilled and returned the same way and climbed over the wall.

Until then, Du Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

From the time he entered to the time he came out, the whole process seemed complicated, but it actually only took more than a minute.

Thinking of the suitcase in his carry-on space, Du Fei was in a good mood, pushed his bicycle, and turned around to go home.

But just as he came out of the alley, he suddenly saw a person coming from the west.

At this time, the light rain still did not stop.

The man was holding a black umbrella, wearing dark blue overalls, a hat on his head, and a pair of glasses.

Slowly and leisurely, he seemed like an ordinary worker who got off work late.

Under the umbrella, I couldn't see the man's face clearly.

But Du Fei felt that this person seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

He frowned, thinking about the suitcase in his mind, and without thinking much, he got on the bike and headed back.

But at this moment, the man also noticed Du Fei and turned his head to look this way.

At this time, Du Fei was also wrapped up tightly, wearing a raincoat and a large raincoat hat, so his face could not be seen at all.

The man glanced at him, said nothing, and continued walking forward.

Du Fei got on his bike and rode in the direction he came from.

But before he kicked a few times, Du Fei suddenly reacted.

Why do you think that person just now looks familiar!

Because his walking posture is very similar to Teacher Wei, and the so-called Teacher Wei is Wang Wenming!

Du Fei once asked Xiao Hei to chase Teacher Wei and monitor him for a long time, and carefully observed his morphological characteristics.

Thinking of this, Du Fei suddenly pressed the car brake and immediately ordered Xiao Hei, who was about to fly back to the water tower, to follow him.

However, the strange thing is that in less than ten seconds, the person suspected of Wang Wenming disappeared!

Du Fei turned around and saw no one at all.

Even Xiao Hei, who was in the air, couldn't find anyone after flying back.

This made Du Fei feel a chill down his spine. Did he see a ghost in the middle of the night?

Du Fei shook his head secretly and pedaled his bicycle again.

Since he couldn't find anyone, he didn't worry too much. To a certain extent, it was a good thing that he couldn't find him.

It means that it is likely that Wang Mingming's lair or an important stronghold is nearby.

Thinking of this, Du Fei's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that he has been hiding here since he ran away last time?

Another possibility is that he came here to find someone.

Du Fei immediately thought of the fat old woman who often went to the cellar.

Could it be that he came to find her?

If so, some of Chu Chunhua's suspicious behaviors would make perfect sense.

Du Fei was thinking and ordered Xiao Hei to continue staring here.

He himself rode a bicycle to make sure there was no one following him before returning to the courtyard.

Put away your bicycle and climb over the wall into the courtyard.

He fell silently from the side of the moon door, and then tiptoed back home.

Du Fei was wondering what was hidden in the suitcase and wanted to check it immediately when he got home.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the door, I noticed something was wrong. There was someone in the room!

Before Du Fei left, he didn't turn off the lights.

Looking inside, it turned out that Qin Huairou was sitting on his accustomed Arhat bed, flipping through "Sherlock Holmes" which he hadn't read much recently.

Should I say it or not, Qin Huairou's profile is really beautiful.

Under the incandescent lamp, I lowered my head to read a book, with a few bangs hanging down, my slender white neck, and half of my round forearms exposed...

Hearing the sound of the door, Qin Huairou turned around and immediately stood up and came over, saying coquettishly: "It's still raining outside in the middle of the night. Why go out to scare away people?"

Qin Huairou just complained and did not get to the bottom of things.

Du Fei smiled and did not explain to her. While unbuttoning his raincoat, he joked: "You came so early, you missed me again~"

Qin Huairou rolled her eyes at him, took the raincoat that Du Fei took off, and put it aside to dry, dripping with water.

Under the raincoat, Du Fei's half-sleeved shirt was soaked with sweat.

The raincoat at this time was really too thick, especially in the summer. Although it protected me from the rain, I was still covered in sweat.

In front of Qin Huairou, Du Fei didn't have any scruples. He took off his shirt and went to the bathroom to drink water. He washed briefly and finally felt much better.

Qin Huairou followed, waiting and said: "By the way, I have something to tell you."

Du Fei took the dry towel and said "hmm": "You tell me~"

Qin Huaiju said: "It's Sister Lu. There is a relative in their family who is a soldier and has changed his career. He wants to go to the police station."

Du Fei finished wiping, picked up the cup on the coffee table and took a sip of tea.

The tea was a little cold, so Qin Huairou made it herself.

"What kind of relative is so caring?" Du Fei put down his cup and sat down.

Qin Huairou took another cup, made a new cup of tea and handed it over: "He said he was my maternal nephew. I met him, and the young man looks good. This is the first time Sister Lu has opened her mouth to us, so I think we should try our best to be attentive."

Du Fei asked: "Why don't you go to the security department in the factory? Isn't it better than going to the police station?"

In this era, the security department in the factory is not the security guard of later generations. It has more power and more salary than the police station.

If future development is not considered, for most people, the security department is indeed better than the police station.

Qin Huaiju said: "I also asked, that child's father is a publican, and he has wanted to be a publican since he was a child."

Du Fei smiled, for a very good reason.

And from what Qin Huairou said, Director Lu had taken care of her before, but this was the first time she asked for help.

If they really can't help, although it won't affect their relationship, in Director Lu's heart, Qin Huairou's value, or importance, will definitely be discounted.

"Demobilized soldier~~~" Du Fei pondered slightly, then asked: "What kind of soldier did you become?"

Qin Huairou was not sure: "I didn't ask in detail, but Sister Lu seemed to have said that I remember...it seems to be an automobile soldier."

When Du Fei heard this, he believed that Director Lu's nephew was really in love with the publican.

Automobile soldiers are very popular these days. They can drive and repair cars, and every unit is rushing to get them.

Du Fei said: "This matter is not difficult to handle, but the police station doesn't have a car, so all the points at the police station are wasted. I'll go back to Wang Dacheng and ask if they still need anyone there."

Qin Huairou's eyes suddenly lit up. If she could really get Director Lu's nephew to go to the city, then she would show her face.

Although they are both public servants, the city police and the police are of the same quality!

When the time comes, Director Lu will have to take a higher look at her.

With a squeak, Qin Huairou kissed Du Fei hard...

Wait until after eleven o'clock.

Qin Huairou sneaked away despite the light rain.

Du Fei lay on the kang for a while, still thinking about the suitcase he had just taken out from Fangjiayuan Hutong.

Simply go to the ground and take out the suitcase from the carry-on space.

Because in the portable space, the dust on the surface has been cleaned, and it looks very clean after taking it out.

Du Fei put on his gloves and peeled off the linoleum paper wrapping it, revealing the suitcase inside.

This leather suitcase is small, with a dark brown surface and metal corners.

Judging from the material, it should be copper. It has been placed underground for many years, and a layer of patina has grown on the surface.

Moreover, there is also a large area of ​​mold on the surface of the suitcase.

It is estimated that in a few years, this box will be completely rotten.

Du Fei touched it with his hand and found that the moldy parts of the suitcase were no longer strong, and a large piece peeled off with just a little force.

He frowned, and immediately thought of it, he put the suitcase back into his personal space, cleaned it up, and then took it out.

At least don't drop the slag and leave it everywhere, making it difficult to clean up later.

The suitcase is locked with a small lock. Take off the lock and open the suitcase.

The whole thing inside was immediately revealed.

On the left are piles of dollars.

All in ten-dollar denominations, a bundle equals a thousand dollars.

Du Fei counted it and found that there were forty-five bundles in total, worth forty-five thousand dollars!

Beyond that, there are surprises.

In the gap between these dollars, there is actually a large yellow croaker!

Previously, Du Fei got into the box to check through Xiaohong's field of vision. Due to the angle, he only saw the U.S. dollars and not the yellow croaker.

It wasn't until I was counting the dollars that I discovered the bright yellow croaker in the middle, more than twenty of them!

According to the current price of 2,220 yuan, not counting those US dollars, these large yellow croakers are worth more than 50,000 yuan.

Seeing this, even Du Fei, who had been mentally prepared, couldn't help but swallow.

This is what is called "a man cannot be rich without windfall, and a horse cannot be fat without weeds"!

With the addition of these large yellow croakers, he will be able to create more tricks by placing the 'building blocks' in the future.

After playing with it for a while, I put all the dollars and gold bars into the pocket.

Du Fei looked at the other side of the box.

On top is a 90% new 54 pistol.

I reached out and picked it up. It was heavy and I pulled it out of the magazine. There were no bullets in it, and the bolt and slide were both covered with machine oil.

Obviously, maintenance has been done in advance for long-term storage.

Next to the pistol is a tightly sealed oil paper bag.

When I opened it, I saw that there were indeed bullets inside. There were two large packages, almost a hundred rounds.

Du Fei rolled up the sleeve a few times, raised his empty gun and took aim at the window.

Because I already had a pistol before, and I got one again this time, I wasn’t too excited.

After a few gestures, he put away the gun and the bullets.

Below that is a notebook.

Du Fei had previously guessed that this should be Nohara Hiroshi's diary.

Sure enough, after opening it, it was familiar Japanese again.

After reading more than a dozen diaries before, although Du Fei's Japanese level has not improved much, he understands a lot of Nohara Hiroshi's writing characteristics, so as soon as he opened the notebook, he felt confident.

Open the diary and look back to see how much has been written in the diary.

As expected, it was not finished.

Less than a third of the entire book is used.

Du Fei glanced at the date of the last diary entry.

It was October 1959.

It must be that Nohara Hiroshi sensed some kind of danger and finally made up his mind to get rid of the habit of keeping a diary.

But he still couldn't bear to destroy these things he had written, so he sealed them together.

Du Fei flipped through a few pages, casually.

But at this moment, there was a sudden "eh" sound.

In the diary, he accidentally saw a familiar name - Wang Wenming!

Du Fei had always speculated that Nohara Hiroshi and his gang were related to Wang Wenming, and even thought that Wang Wenming was hiding in Tianning Temple.

As a result, after being arrested, it was not Wang Wenming.

After that, Wang Wenming just disappeared into the sea, and there was no more movement.

Until today, we bumped into each other in Fangjiayuan Alley.

Du Fei is at least 70% certain that that person is Wang Wenming.

With this discovery, Du Fei immediately searched carefully and soon found the name of 'Wang Wenming'.

Moreover, in the diary, there are many people who refer to Wang Wenming as ‘Wang Sang’.

From this, it can be determined that before 1959, Wang Wenming and Nohara Hiroshi had a very close relationship for a period of time.

It's a pity that Du Fei doesn't even have a smattering of Japanese, so he can't find more clues from it.

I secretly calculated in my heart that I would go back and ask Zhu Ting to see if she had learned Japanese.

But when Zhu Ting went to college, she probably studied Russian.

If she hasn’t learned it before, let her learn it so that she can use it in the future.

While thinking about it, Du Fei temporarily put down the diary and looked at the document bag under the diary.

Pick up the document bag and reach out to untie the sealing cord.

But with a slight touch, the cord broke.

Du Fei frowned, opened the document bag, and poured out the contents without reaching in.

The result was a "crash".

With the sound of gold and iron colliding, a pile of silver coins was poured out, probably dozens of them.

These are nothing, what makes Du Fei more concerned is that among these silver coins, there are two brands.

The surface is bright golden, but there are bumps in some places, revealing the patina.

Gilt copper belt!

Du Fei was shocked to see such a badge from Prince Qing's Mansion again!

It was left by Nohara Hiroshi. Could it be said that this Japanese had also studied Prince Qing's treasure?

Thinking of this, Du Fei reached out and picked up the two waist tags and looked at them carefully.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the one in his hand.

He looked at the other things poured out of the document bag.

There is also a small notebook as big as a palm.

After opening it, all the words written inside were Chinese characters.

Du Fei couldn't help but read it carefully.

This small notebook is obviously a memorandum written by Nohara Hiroshi. The content recorded in it is very messy. It is obvious that he wrote down something immediately when he thought of it, for fear of forgetting it later.

Du Fei looked at it and became even more confused.

The content written above does not directly involve the ins and outs of Prince Qing’s treasure.

Instead, there is a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

It records the names and place of origin of many people, and even their home addresses and personal connections.

Among these names, Du Fei discovered another person - Qian Li!

When I met Silly Zhu and Mr. Qian in the bathhouse, they were bragging and spanking together. Mr. Qian once mentioned that his father's name was Qian Li.

Their family came from the former Qingshan Puying camp, and his father worked as a guard in the palace of Prince Qing Yikuang.

Moreover, in this interpersonal relationship under Qian Li, Du Fei also discovered Qian Sanye's name, which is even more correct.

But from this little book, what Du Fei discovered seemed useful, but that was all.

Other things are too messy and difficult to connect to each other without more information.

Du Fei didn't take it too seriously. He put down his small notebook and looked at the silver coins again.

Because they have been placed in a relatively humid environment for a long time, these silver coins have become somewhat black.

Du Fei didn't pay much attention at first, thinking he was just ordinary Yuan Datou.

But when I picked it up and took a closer look, I discovered that it was not Yuan Datou, but a famous silver dollar issued by the British, commonly known as the "Standing Man".

On the front is a standing warrior holding a trident and a shield with the word "rice" in his hand, and on the back is the Chinese character for one yuan.

In fact, this kind of silver dollar had a very large circulation in China during the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.

It was also a microcosm of the loss of currency rights at that time.

Just what does Nohara Hiroshi mean by collecting so many "stationers" in this document bag?

Along with the two waistbands of Prince Qing's Mansion and the small notebook, are they placed in a bag? Could it be that these silver coins are also related to Prince Qing's treasure?

For a moment, Du Fei couldn't think of a clue.

I can only put this matter aside for the time being and look at the time.

Unknowingly, more than an hour had passed and it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Du Fei had to go to work tomorrow, so he didn't want to stay up late and started packing.

Put these things back into the document bag, including the diary and the 54, and put them all away.

He didn't intend to keep the remaining suitcase, and planned to find an opportunity tomorrow to throw it somewhere farther away.

However, just when Du Fei picked up the suitcase and was about to put it into his carry-on space, he suddenly heard a soft "crash" sound coming from inside.

Du Fei has very good ears.

Although the movement was not loud, he still listened very seriously.

Suddenly my heart moved, is there something else in this box?

Thinking of this possibility, he immediately checked carefully.

This time I just used a knife to cut open the lining in the suitcase.

Sure enough, a very small mezzanine was found at the bottom of the box.

Originally, this small mezzanine was made very secretive, but due to the age, the fixed buckles were rusted, and then the movement just now was made.

Du Fei was curious. This box was originally hidden in a secret compartment under the cellar, but it actually had a mezzanine.

Opening the mezzanine, the space inside is very small, and there is only a thin envelope.

Du Fei was curious: "It's so well hidden, what could it be?"

But he was also more careful and put the envelope into his personal space first.

Clean it carefully to make sure there is no poison before taking it out.

Open the envelope carefully.

Inside is a piece of yellowed paper.

When I opened it, it was an agreement.

Du Fei looked directly down and saw that the two parties signing the agreement were Yan Xishan and Sumita Raishiro.

Both of them used calligraphy brushes and stamped their names and official seals.

Indicates that this is a fairly formal agreement.

Du Fei started reading from the beginning again and immediately understood what kind of agreement this was.

It turns out that in 1945, before and after Japan surrendered, the old Japanese soldier Cheng Tian secretly signed a secret agreement with Yan Xishan in order to escape.

Some soldiers of the Japanese First Army stationed in Shanxi at the time were left to Yan Xshan as mercenaries.

In return, Yanxshan ensured that Chengtian's 'personal property' could leave Shanx smoothly.

Seeing this, Du Fei finally understood why, even though the Japanese had lost control of most of the transportation lines in North China, the old Japanese from Sumita could successfully transport three truckloads of treasure to Pingjin and even put it on a ship to go to sea.

In fact, there have long been various rumors about the secret deal between Yan and Chengtian.

When Sumita returned to Japan, he was severely questioned about this incident.

He argued that it was a mutiny by the soldiers and that he had no control over it.

And because there was no substantial evidence, the case was eventually dropped.

However, the agreement hidden by Nohara Hiroshi was conclusive evidence, enough to serve as a reminder for him.

Six thousand words. There is still one chapter left in the middle of the night. I should have nine thousand words today. Please subscribe and vote monthly.