Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing started drinking and stood on the top of the train container with the bottle of wine.

In the empty wilderness, there was the hoarse singing of a drunkard.

"It turns out that I have been uninhibited and love freedom all my life..."

Facing the biting cold wind, I peed far away in the wind...

In a daze, He Daqing felt someone calling him.

"Wake up, wake up, who told you to sleep on our train?"

I opened my sleepy eyes and saw a Russian conductor.

The Russian conductor kicked himself as he spoke.

He Daqing opened his mouth and was about to curse, but suddenly stopped, a trace of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

What the hell did I drink? I almost ruined something important. It seems like I wasn’t exposed.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as a train conductor coming and kicking himself a few times.

The conductor felt a little annoyed when he saw He Daqing wake up and not say anything.

“Asshole, I let you talk.

You won't tell me, right? I'll call the guards over right now, and go to the farm and repent!"

He Daqing quickly put on a flattering smile.

"Come on, comrade, let's talk it over.

I just wanted to save some money for the train ticket so that I could buy my child a new piece of clothing.

I'm just a hitchhiker, I'm not a bad person."

The conductor's expression softened a little.

This was not the first time they had encountered a situation like He Daqing.

But he still refused to give in.

"Who is your comrade? Are you worthy of being my comrade?

What would happen if everyone was like you, taking advantage of the public?

Stop talking nonsense and talk to the guards if you have anything to say."

He Daqing wished he could smash the entire train to death with one punch and cursed in his heart.

Damn it, if you wanted to call the guard, why didn’t you do it earlier?

Are you wasting your time with me? Don't you just want to get some benefits?

He took out ten rubles from his pocket and handed it to the conductor.

"Comrade, please be kind and I will get off at the next stop.

These ten rubles will be used as the money for me to buy coal for our train."

The conductor reached out and took the ten rubles, looked at the quilt on He Daqing, and suddenly had an idea.

"Comrade, this is not very kind of you.

The next stop is Chelyabinsk, which is more than a thousand kilometers away.

How can ten rubles be enough for the train ticket?

I think it would be better if you take another quilt as the ticket money."

The quilt now just covers Paul.

If the quilt is moved, Paul will definitely be exposed. How could He Daqing dare to agree to this?

Damn it, I just said that I am not worthy of being your comrade, and now you call me comrade after receiving your money?

He Daqing quickly shook his head to refuse and took out five rubles from his pocket.

"I'll add another five rubles to the ticket, but I can't give you the quilt.

If it weren't for these quilts, I would have frozen to death.

If that's the case, I might as well go work on a farm for a few months."

Seeing He Daqing's firmness, the conductor took the five rubles with some dissatisfaction, which was considered as reluctant acceptance of He Daqing's conditions.

"Never mind, never mind, fifteen rubles is barely enough for the ticket.

Who says I'm kind? You're lucky to have met me.

By the way, you can’t drink alcohol on the train, so I’ll confiscate these vodkas…”

After the conductor finished speaking, he took the two bottles of vodka that He Daqing had put aside and put them in his arms, even the half-drunk one.

After the conductor left, He Daqing lifted the quilt and slowly opened the handcuffs on Paul's hands and feet while Paul was still asleep.

He promised someone such a great deal last night, and then handcuffed him tightly while he was sleeping.

It would be best if this matter could remain undetected.

After all, Paul is the vice president of a top college, so we should give him some respect.

He Daqing stood up and looked around the train station.

The text on the station sign shows that this is the city of Kazan.

Kazan is more than 800 kilometers away from Moscow. This is undoubtedly good news for He Daqing.

He Daqing took out the map and began to read it carefully.

The conductor just said that the next stop is Chelyabinsk, which is about 1,100 kilometers away.

I looked at my watch. It was half past seven.

It was not yet working hours, so the guards probably had not yet reported Paul's disappearance.

He Daqing thought about it and decided to stay on the train. After all, it is not easy to find a train going the same way.

Once you arrive in Chelyabinsk, it is a good choice to go east towards Novosibirsk or south towards Kazakhstan.

With a long whistle, the train finally started to move slowly, and He Daqing's heart finally settled down.

Paul also woke up with the long whistle.

He stretched himself, looking dazed, but judging from his complexion, it seemed that he had slept well last night.

"Good day, Captain White, it's a nice day today.

Where are we?

Haha, we’re in Kazan?

We are one step closer to a free world.

Those old Russians would never have thought that we were not heading towards Europe, but instead heading in the opposite direction, towards the East.

I guess our ultimate destination must be the easternmost city of Vladivostok, where there is an ice-free port, and then we can take a ship directly to Japan, right?"

He Daqing nodded affirmatively, agreeing with Paul's statement.

"As expected of Dean Paul, you are always able to understand the truth from the subtleties.

That’s right, our destination is the city of Vladivostok.

There will be someone there to pick us up, and then, whether we go to South Korea or Japan, it will be a very simple matter..."

Paul nodded repeatedly with a satisfied look on his face, and ate the pie that He Daqing had just drawn.

At this time, the Moscow Institute of Physics and Engineering was in chaos.

Large groups of soldiers surrounded the entrance near the academy.

The police began to search every suspicious corner from house to house, and the dormitories of Chinese students were naturally included in the search.

Also helping out were members of the school guard.

Someone was quite familiar with the members of the school security team and got a piece of information, saying that a vice-president was missing.

Wang Defu felt inexplicably uneasy after hearing this. Could it be that the damn Commissioner He was responsible?

Oh my God, this damn lunatic, this lunatic.

How dare he? How dare he? This is going to be a big deal.

Just in case, just in case he is exposed, shooting him a hundred times would not be enough.

Damn, this matter seems to have something to do with me.

It was me who introduced him to Vice President Paul. It's over, it's over. If he gets arrested, I'll be completely finished too.

No, I have to report this matter so that the organization can be prepared.

Fortunately, when he sold spring rolls, he always wore a hat and a fake beard.

Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless, may this madman be safe and sound...