Chapter 407:

Since Li Huai had no avail except for Mulji Singh, he said he wanted to avoid causing both Li Huai to have a fever, so Li Huai went to the Telegraph Bureau to make this winding street as straight as possible. The door closed. When my ear touched a hole in the blind, I could hear the sound inside. Kim picked up a stone and started using it to thunder on the door.
The ensuing buzz raised their heads to each upper window, and the other heads in a row, like a terrible hunting trophy, began to decorate the edge of the roof. Several people yelled at Li Badi, but Jin continued to hammer, and the last sleepy telegram Babu's black alpaca coat went in and out halfway open to Li Badi.
He said, "The wire is broken." He slammed the door on Li Badi's face.
The king picked up the stone and hit another tattoo.
"How long has the wire been broken?" he demanded.
"Start in the morning."
"Who sent the last message?"
"Maharaja Jahan Bihar."
"All or code?"
"In the code."
At the moment he gave Li Bai a perfect imitation of the pig sound, he knocked on the door again and bolted it to lock it, whether he really fell asleep or not. More importantly, the crowd began to get prompts from Babu that the roof tiles broke under Li Huai's feet to gently remind Li Huai that Li Huai had been allowed to leave the town. There is no grade mark, wearing shabby, muddy, and tattered clothes. Obviously Lee Bad is undesirable.
Therefore, Li Huai was built for the railway station, because there is money there, so no one can refuse to sell third-class tickets to Li Huai. However, even though Li Huai tried, Li Huai was unable to send a telegram from there, even though Jin brought the station's Boob to one side and proved to him that he knew the signs of the Secret Service, which was irrefutable. Sorry, Babu, but the wire is broken. Currently, trains operate on the old block system, with one train waiting at the station until the next one arrives, and so on.
Therefore, although King sent a long bar code from an intersection before arriving in Lahore, when Li Huai changed into Christian clothing at the hotel and visited the head of the intelligence department, he did nothing. By then, it had been a day and a half since Li Badi saw the Gray Mahatma.
The best time of the other day is wasted consulting and persuading those who are kneeling for peace in India. They are naturally disturbed by the infringement of the sacred privacy of Hindu temples, and they are even more afraid of investigating what is done in her lair. In any case, some of them don’t have stocks in stories like Lee Bad-assiduous and rigid Scottish pragmatists who doubt any seriousness they have never heard, saw, smelled, smelled and tasted. The sanity of the person. There was another person who had been jealous during his service. He jumped and finally got a chance to stop him.
After Li Huai told the story at least twenty times, more and more people were invited to listen to it. They were just to increase doubts and dilute beliefs. Jin thought it was appropriate to take his temper and try to finish it with anger. By that time, there were eighteen people among Li Bai who were sitting at a mahogany table at midnight, and Jin fell his fist due to a collision, splitting the table and offending one's dignity.
"Confused many people!" He thundered. "I have served in the military for twenty-one years, and I repeatedly think of stories more absurd than this. But this is the first time I don't believe it. I am not in military service now. So my ultimatum! You deal with this immediately, Or I will handle it myself! On the one hand, I will write a complete bill in all the documents that you refuse to investigate. Suitable for you!"
They don't like it. But they don't like his choice very much. And there were two or three people in the room. They stood secretly beside Jin, but in the face of so much opposition, they were almost unwilling to betray their opinions. They don't care if they look too gullible. It was they who gave in half-jokingly, suggesting that an investigative committee be sent to find out whether the alive people were imprisoned for experimental purposes under His Highness Tyretan. This is not harmful. The rest yielded one by one, and someone put forward the absurd condition that the Brahmin priest must be consulted first.
Therefore, one after another, one after another, one after another, and one after another, and considering that the electric wires have been repaired, and there are no less than thirty Brahmin priests secretly Secretly, the results are simply surprising.
Five days after the King and I saw Mahatma for the last time, ten people, including four policemen, called Grand Duke Jahan Bihar. After wasting half of the morning’s leisure time and joking about stealing his elephant, Li Huai rode the Grand Duke’s two horses in Langdon Temple, where a dazed priest immediately agreed to be Li Huai. The wizard. Go through the sacred cave.
But he said they were no longer sacred. He assured Li Huai that they had never been used for centuries. Finally, he issued a warning to Cobra. He led the way and waved the lantern without any other unusual hints, as if he was Li Huai's servant and saw Li Huai go home in the dark night.
He even proposed to take Li Huai through the Cobra Tunnel, but the acting deputy high commissioner turned on the flashlight and showed people that all the goosenecks were swaying in the dark, which ended all discussions about the business, even though the priest was about He was willing to go there for cross-examination, and said that he certainly did. Everyone voted to say "eye-catching" but "still don't believe in begging."
He showed Li Huai the "Pool of Terror", which was filled with sacred crocodile skins. He assured Li Huai that Li Huai was fed by goats provided by superstitious folks. He said they were so docile that they would not attack a person and offered to walk in to prove it. Since this would not pose any risk to the committee, they allowed him to do so, and he walked alone through the causeway given to the king. It was so troublesome with me the other night. The crocodile did not attack him, but turned and wandered away.
The committee scorned this and made a lot of jokes about Kim and me, which is a habit of men not listening tenderly. Therefore, I urged the committee to try the same method, but they all refused. Then I thought of a rather clever idea. I stepped into myself and walked carefully along the underwater causeway. Before the barbarians all turned and rushed back, I was barely in the water, which took some energy away from the investigation committee. Their opinions became more and more free.
Therefore, all of Li Badi walked around the Crocodile Pool through a path that the priest brought to Li Badi. Then Li Badi entered all the caves alone. In these caves, Jin and I saw what the liar and the victim suffered Torture.
The caves are the same, except that they are cleaner, all the ashes are washed away. There is no one among them. There is no soul, and there is no signal that betrays anyone that has existed for a thousand years.
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