Chapter 24: Trouble on the Train! Seeking Recommendation Tickets!

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  After a while, the door creaked open slowly. Zhang Xinghan, who had been waiting and was almost asleep, heard the noise and quickly got up.

  When the door opened wide, Du Qianxue was seen wearing a pink cheongsam and a pair of white high heels, with a light layer of rouge on her face, looking pale and delicate, with an indescribable charm.

  "What are you looking at!" Du Qianxue's anger, which had just subsided, flared up again. This detestable man was staring at her fixedly, his expression unbearable.

  "Nothing..." Zhang Xinghan knew he was in the wrong and didn't dare to argue with her, so he asked instead: "Officer Du, can we go on our way?" He himself was just a low-ranking soldier, while this beautiful Du, although he couldn't see her rank, must be higher than him anyway?

  "Uh-huh!" This time, Du Qianxue didn't blow up. After a moment of hesitation, she turned her head to look at Zhang Xinghan with a professional demeanor and said: "Mr. Zhang Xinghan, from now on, for the sake of safety on the road, you and I must cooperate well. Otherwise, something unexpected might happen on the road, and no one can predict it. According to the information, the Japanese military's special high-ranking agents are fully investigating the Chinese soldier who killed a Japanese general." As she finished speaking, a hint of an eerie smile flashed across Du Qianxue's icy face.

  "How to cooperate?" Zhang Xinghan asked with a surprised face. In fact, he was not afraid of the little devil's special agent at all, and he was worried that he couldn't kill more little devils. If there really were special high-ranking little devils coming to send themselves to death, he would not show any mercy, and would take them down one by one.

  As the top special forces in the 21st century, far beyond what current special agents can match. In the 21st century, China's A-level special forces have secretly clashed with special forces from various countries, especially those from Japan to the east. Over the years, countless Japanese special agents have died at the hands of Zhang Xinghan and his comrades.

  Du Qianxue was very satisfied with Zhang Xinghan's performance, at least he didn't show any signs of panic or fear, which she had been paying attention to all along. After all, as a soldier from the front line, his mental endurance must be stronger than that of ordinary people.

  She didn't answer Zhang Xinghan's words, but instead hooked her left arm with her own small bag and stepped forward, hooking her right hand around Zhang Xinghan's left arm.

  Zhang Xinghan suddenly understood, his grandma, this is to pretend to be a couple, no wonder she would wear cheongsam, and match with his suit, it's simply the couple outfit of this era.

  Understood, Zhang Xinghan couldn't pretend to be stupid either, and immediately followed Du Qianshuo out of the hotel.

  As she walked to the entrance of the inn, Du Qianshu stretched out her hand and beckoned to two rickshaw pullers standing beside her: "Rickshaw men!"

  "Ah!" Two sedan-chair bearers immediately responded and came forward, bowing their heads and saying: "Milady, what are your orders?"

  "There are two trunks of our luggage on the second floor, go help us move them down and then take us to the train station." Du Qianxue instructed calmly while holding onto Zhang Xinghan.

  "Alright! You wait!" The two carters responded in unison and immediately turned around and walked into the inn.

  Soon, two porters came out, each carrying a suitcase. Zhang Xinghan and Du Qiansheng got on the same rickshaw, while another rickshaw carried their luggage.

  After the two sat down, the rickshaw driver reminded them: "Master, madam, hold on!" Then he pulled the rickshaw towards the direction of the train station.

  ………..

  Two yellow rickshaws rushed for less than half an hour and arrived at Baoding Front Station (also known as Baoding Railway Station, which was called the front station at that time). As they were about to get off, Du Qianshu saw that the two rickshaw drivers were already exhausted, panting and sweating profusely. She paid them half of the fare and said, "You've worked hard!"

  "Thank you! Thank you, madam!" The two rickshaw men bowed their heads in gratitude. They then turned around and pulled the rickshaw away, gradually disappearing into the distance.

  "Why did you give them so much money?" Zhang Xinghan asked as he walked.

  "They are all poor people who rely on their physical labor to support their families, and it's only right that we give them a little more." Du Qiansheng replied softly.

  Zhang Xinghan nodded silently, and it wasn't apparent that this cold and icy Du Zhangguan still had a compassionate heart.

  The two of them didn't say a word, pretending to be loving husband and wife as they walked into the train station. The train tickets had been prepared by Du Qianshuo beforehand, so the two of them directly boarded the train.

  The two were in the ninth car, this train from Beiping to Hankou, with a total of two locomotives at the front and rear, powered by an internal combustion engine that was considered advanced in China at the time, which burned coal. Two locomotives, fourteen passenger cars in between, and four freight cars at the back, used to transport some goods, as for what these goods were, it was unknown.

  Because, the freight carriages are available for rent during peacetime, some businessmen who travel south and north to do business may rent them to transport goods. Of course, once wartime comes, the trains will all become public use, prioritizing the transportation of troops and weapons and ammunition, as well as logistical supplies.

  As soon as I entered carriage No. 9, a pungent smell of smoke mixed with the disgusting smell of foot odor suddenly hit me in the face.

  The train car was filled with smoke, because in the front rows of seats, about four or five young men were smoking and blowing out clouds of smoke, making the entire car hazy and choking some female passengers who couldn't stop coughing.

  The smell of foot odor came from one of them, who had a big bald head and was as fat as a pig. Because he lay horizontally on the first row, occupying two seats, with his head inside and feet outside, so his face couldn't be seen clearly.

  His smelly feet, which were hanging outside the seat, not only blocked the aisle but also made the entire carriage smell terrible.

  Zhang Xinghan was fine, but Du Qianxue smelled the pungent smell of mixed acid straight on, almost vomiting, and quickly turned her head around, covering her small mouth to dry retch.

  Some of them were smoking, some were wearing slippers, making the whole carriage hazy and smelly. Other passengers felt disgusted but seeing those few didn't seem like good people. Each of them dared to be angry but not speak out.

  Zhang Xinghan patted Du Qianxue and asked: "Wife, are you okay?"

  "Huh?" Du Qianxue was taken aback by the words and suddenly turned her head, staring straight at Zhang Xinghan.

  Zhang Xinghan hastily said in a low voice: "When acting, you have to make it look real, otherwise it's easy to reveal the truth."

  Du Qianxue's face slightly eased up, she shook her head and said: "I'm fine."

  "Where is our seat?" Zhang Xinghan asked.

  Du Qianxue took out two train tickets from her bag and looked at them before raising her head to say to Zhang Xinghan, "They are seats No. 1 and No. 2."

  "Number one, number two?" Zhang Xinghan took the ticket from Du Qianxue's hand, looked at it, and then raised his head to look for seats number one and number two.

  His gaze finally settled on the big fat man in the first row, and he exchanged a glance with Du Qianshuang. A hint of disdain flashed across Du Qianshuang's eyes, and she took a step forward, but was pulled back by Zhang Xinghan, who said softly: "Wife, let me handle this kind of thing."

  After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Du Qianxue's response and strode towards a row of seats. Du Qianxue didn't stop him but instead watched Zhang Xinghan walk past with a hint of amusement.