Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 554 Awards

  The distance between each station where the steam train stops is long or short.

   Sometimes it stops once every two hours, and sometimes it doesn’t even stop once a week.

  The stop outside city 23 is only 6 hours away from the next stop.

  After the big brother hung up the phone, he started to prepare the New Year's goods in a hurry. Fortunately, the New Year's end was approaching at this time, and there were so many places selling New Year's goods in the city.

  Brother is also a person who knows how to behave. Facing a big boss who can pull together more than 900 gangsters, he didn't play tricks at all, and directly prepared all the New Year's goods that Qingchen and the others needed.

  Not only that, but also prepared 30 boxes of dried fruit, 30 boxes of cigarettes, 30 boxes of wine...

   Among them are the ten sketchbooks that Qingchen wanted, for drawing. These things are not easy to buy. After all, everyone uses electronic products, so you have to go to the store in the third district to find them. They are small luxury goods.

   These things seem to be worthless, but the problem is that there are a lot of them, and they add up to one-tenth of the value of his mechanical limbs.

   It is equal to this trip, he earned 10% less.

   But it’s okay, big brother is happy.

  The elder brother of the club is called Zhang Qinghuan. He is 42 years old this year and has no special skills. His father died of drug addiction a few years ago, so he started to run the club.

  It took him two hours to prepare the goods, and then he pulled the convoy and set off. It looked like a convoy preparing to go to the earthquake relief, just a few banners.

   When going out of the No. 22 city to clear the customs, the Exit-Entry Administration Bureau is also an old acquaintance, and they will go through the customs directly after the arrangements are made.

  When they left the city, the officials of the Exit-Entry Administration Bureau were still joking with Zhang Qinghuan: The business they are doing recently is very big, pulling so many cars!

  The official thought that the dozen or so trucks were equipped with mechanical limbs.

  The convoy drove slowly towards the snow field, and when they arrived at the stop of the steam train, there was already another group of community members waiting there, who also wanted to transport goods by steam train.

  The steam train transports the goods quickly and is very safe. You don't have to worry about running into wild people, and you won't be caught by the army on the road.

   It is a very complete smuggling chain.

  These people are also from city 23. They came out of the city's drains, because the goods are too sensitive to pass through the immigration bureau.

   This group of people belonged to the Blackwater Society, and they were carrying refrigerated boxes in their hands, which contained organs preserved at low temperature.

   There were more than twenty women beside them, who could be seen as 'goods' that were abducted and sold as slaves in other cities. At this time, these women were still a little unconscious, and they seemed to have been injected with hallucinogenic drugs.

  Zhang Qinghuan greeted them when he saw them, and directed the truck to stop.

  Under normal circumstances, those who come here to smuggle steam trains are for profit.

  Like wild animals drinking water by the river, if there is hatred or hatred, everything will be discussed after the goods are loaded on the truck.

   At this time, he directed the younger brother to unload the goods.

  When the people from the Blackwater Club saw what they were unloading, their eyes straightened: "This is the first time I've seen someone use a steam train to transport New Year's goods!"

The president of the Blackwater Society looked at the younger brother with contempt: "It's all a disguise, maybe there are boxes of bullets in the New Year's goods box, you really think that someone will use the steam train to transport the New Year's goods! Stupid! "

  However, while everyone was waiting for the steam train, President Heishui saw Zhang Qinghuan, a younger brother grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the New Year's goods box.

   There was also a younger brother who wanted to smoke a cigarette from the box, but was kicked away by Zhang Qinghuan!

   "Brother, it seems that it is really a New Year's gift."

  President Heishui was stunned: "Is the New Year's goods so profitable now?"

  He thought that these New Year’s goods sellers are too dark, can they be transported by steam train? !

  This simply overturned President Heishui's worldview!

   At this moment, the whistle of the steam train sounded, and it drove out of nothingness, with black smoke billowing from the chimney.

   Seeing Zhang Qinghuan's side, he immediately shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up, give your hands to the car, or there will be no time."

  President Heishui was stunned for a moment. When he turned his head to look at the train, he saw that more than 900 people on the train were also staring at him.

   "Shoot, those who brought the girl broke all my legs," Qing Chen said calmly.

   A burst of gunfire passed, and President Heishui's side all had their legs broken and fell to the ground.

  Qing Chen looked down at the past on the train: "Who is the leader of these people delivering supplies?"

  Zhang Qinghuan went over tremblingly: "I, I, I, Captain, don't shoot."

  Qing Chen said, "Do you know why I didn't break your leg?"

  Zhang Qinghuan said cautiously: "I don't know..."

   "Because the mechanical limbs in your cargo are brand new, it means that you didn't unload them from someone else, otherwise your leg would be broken now," Qing Chen said, "Hurry up and move the cargo."

  Zhang Qing said happily, this really is a grand rogue full of lofty romantic spirit, he was not mistaken!

   A group of people were wailing from members of the Blackwater Society, and Zhang Qinghuan hurriedly led people to carry the goods.

  He whispered to Qing Chen: "I also sent some cigarettes and alcohol privately, and thirty boxes of dried fruits..."

  Qing Chen glanced at him in surprise: "What's your name?"

   "Zhang Qinghuan!" Zhang Qinghuan excitedly said, "Can I join you, I think you guys are so handsome!"

  Qing Chen thought for a while: "Yes."

   "Then how do I join?"

   "You send those girls who were injected with drugs back. After you finish, someone will come to you with a red face scarf in the future. At that time, you will know that it is my people."

  This may be the first step for the Parents Association to set foot in the north.

   And this is just the beginning.

  Zhang Qinghuan watched the steam train leave longingly. He recalled the young man's handsome face, and suddenly felt familiar...

  Wait, isn't this the inspector Qing Chen who just caused a sensation in the Federation and came out of the A02 base of the God Generation Consortium? !

  …

  …

  The steam train re-runs into nothingness.

  The soldiers ate voraciously in the dark, almost choking to death.

  Qing Chen said: "Don't eat so much for the first three meals, first put some bread and drink some water to nourish your stomach, and tomorrow we will start eating hot pot!"

  As the steam train drove into the light again, there was a burst of cheers on the train.

  When they were still thinking about whether they would starve to death in the car, the boss actually solved these problems casually.

  The soldiers opened the New Year's goods and distributed cigarettes.

  They hadn't smoked in nineteen years, and it was crazy to share cigarettes at this time.

  In just ten minutes, the entire carriage seemed to be on fire, and white smoke billowed out of the car window crazily...

   Mesmerized Qing Chen's eyes!

  He picked up the sketchbook sent by Zhang Qinghuan, walked silently to the last carriage, sat on the pile of gold coins and began to draw.

   Like what he once did next to Shinsaibashi in Osaka.

  Li Cheng looked back, and suddenly felt that his boss was sitting on the gold coin unmoved, it was really cool.

  He walked over and asked, "Boss, how about painting landscapes?"

   "No, draw people," Qing Chen replied.

  Li Cheng went over to take a look, but saw that Qing Chen quickly sketched out a portrait every minute, with extremely high efficiency, and each painting was a man with a different look.

  He felt a little strange, why did the boss draw a man?

  Qing Chen looked up at him and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you'll know what it's for soon."

   Li Cheng suddenly said: "Boss, I feel that you are leaving."

"Why?"

"Because you notified Mrs. Li and Mrs. Qing by satellite phone to send someone to take us home, but I feel that you still have things to do in the north." Li Cheng said disappointedly: "Actually, we can take a little rest. Stay here to help you."

"Li Cheng, you are very smart, and I know that you are very anxious to do things for me, but I am enough for this matter alone," Qing Chen said seriously: "Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future. Things will come to you."

  There is no permanent feast in the world, and Qingchen still has some accounts to settle in the north.

  …

  …

  The steam train continued to head south.

   Just outside City 19, there are already two Class A airships waiting there.

   One belongs to the Li family and the other belongs to the Qing family.

   They wait here early until a steam train pulls out of nothing.

  Qing Ling jumped off the steam train, and he clearly saw the sacred and yearning expressions on the faces of the Qing soldiers.

  The soldiers stood straight outside the airship, but their eyes couldn't stop looking at the train.

   They're looking for someone.

  But what is strange is that this steam train has a strong smell of hot pot...

  Qing Ling glanced at the logos on the shoulder badges of these soldiers. They were clearly members of the Shadow Army.

  In the Qing Clan, the shadow troops are somewhat different from other Qing Clan troops.

  Qing Ye stood outside the airship with a big grin, smiling and shaking hands with Qing Ling and every member of the Qing family: "Thanks for your hard work, welcome home."

   After finishing speaking, someone next to them will wear second-class merit medals for them.

Qingye explained: "Boss Shadow originally wanted to come in person today, but the owner called him back to the Gingko Manor, so he couldn't come. I will award honors to everyone, please forgive me. In addition, everyone's salary will be reduced these years. After verifying the identity, all of them are issued after raising the third level. There are some procedures that need to be followed, but you are also people who used to be under the secret spy department, and you know the truth that the procedure cannot be abolished."

  Qing Ling nodded: "Understood, we all understand."

   Qing Ling and the others looked at this scene as if it had been a lifetime. They had waited for this day for too long.

  Slowly, everyone on the steam train got off. The soldiers were a little surprised, and so was Qing Ye. Holding a ginkgo medal in his hand, he asked in a daze, "Wait, where is Qing Chen?"

   This ginkgo medal is within the Qing family, and it is above the first-class, second-class, and third-class merits.

  The person who has won this medal in the past twenty years is Qing Mu who just returned home. His consciousness has faded at this time and he can no longer wake up.

   Another person who won the Ginkgo Medal is Qing Chen.

  The Qing soldiers looked for Qing Chen in the carriage with adoring eyes. This is the common emotion of all members of the Shadow Army.

  They knew what an incredible task Qing Chen had accomplished and how many hardships he had gone through.

  However, the protagonist who should be standing here at this moment has disappeared!

At this time, Qingling asked someone to take out a thick stack of sketch paper: "The boss asked me to give it to you. He drew 723 people. You need to use face recognition technology to analyze their household registration. He needs The information, he said, the Shadow knew how to get it to him."

Qingye flipped through the sketchbook, but didn't remember the people in these portraits. He cursed and said, "I managed to **** the honor opportunity from the boss, but he disappeared! Facial recognition technology is not so simple, He really thought he could recognize it by drawing it casually? Are you kidding me..."

   Shadows are not empty.

  If the shadow really wants to award Qing Chen with honors, he can open the Shadow Gate after the awards are over.

   It was really Qing Ye who pestered Shadow for three days, and insisted on fighting for a chance to get acquainted with his future boss, so Shadow left him the opportunity to be awarded the honor.

  For this matter, Qing called him a "scumbag" for two days.

  At this time, Qing Ling said: "The boss said, he drew according to the 'six-point face recognition technology', so he will definitely be able to recognize it."

  Qingye was stunned for a moment, how the **** can anyone draw with face recognition technology?

  In fact, when Qingchen was painting on Shinsaibashi, including Jindai Yunluo, he felt that his painting techniques were completely different from other painters, like a beginner.

  However, only Qingchen himself knows that his paintings do not pay attention to technique and light and shadow, but only care about whether they can be recognized by machines!

  This is the purpose of his painting practice!

  Qingye asked suspiciously, "Who are these people?"

  Qing Ling said, "The person the boss wants to kill."

  Qingye understands, Qingchen wants the secret agent to find out these one by one, and then kill them one by one.

   But what he couldn't figure out was why Qingchen wanted to kill so many people...

  Qing Ling said: "In addition, he also wants all the information of Shendai Yunhe, which is 'all'."

   Keino clapped his hands: "Interesting. Let's go, go home!"

  Qing Ling and others walked up the entry channel behind the airship, and turned to look in Li's direction when he was about to enter.

  There, Li Cheng just turned his head to look at him. The two smiled at each other and walked into their respective airships with ease.

   This is just a brief separation, they know that they will meet each other soon.

   They don't have to do anything now, just wait for someone to return from the north.

   Title of the book; "The county magistrate has no time to save the world"

  Author: Jiu and Mi and Donkey

  Introduction: Uninstall the system at the beginning, and throw away the ring containing the old man.

   Zheng Nian, who traveled to Dazhou, became the most ordinary headhunter, "Everyone is busy saving the world, and no one helps mother wash the dishes."

  (end of this chapter)