Chapter 39: The Power of the Masses

"Be patient, is it easy for the old man?" Fang Tianyu rolled his eyes and explained in a low voice.

The tone is unmistakable.

"Auntie, Auntie, let me ask, how are you protecting yourself? No one is going to the Bai Wu family, right?" After patiently answering questions for a long time, Zhou Jian interjected and asked.

"Young man, you're not right, I'll tell you......" Aunt Li said half angrily.

Since taking over the task entrusted by the police station, the backbone of their community has held seven or eight mobilization meetings before the war, demanding that the old man and the old lady must show their best state and do the most glorious service for the citizens.

It is said that someone at the scene also recited a poem, one of which reads, "The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry." ”

At the same time, I also received letters of invitation from veteran party members and cadres in several communities next door.

When it came time to actually carry it out, they were closely grouped, most of them played poker, and many capable personnel were responsible for peripheral reconnaissance, and the residential building called Fang Fei Yuan was almost in the sea of people.

There is a sub-bureau criminal police in charge of support on the periphery, and almost all the people selling roasted sweet potatoes, popsicles, cold skins, and baked cold noodles near the building have been replaced by old men and old ladies.

It is said that the boss of the mole will not leave, and Li Guilan has no choice, so he stuffed two old men into his store and guarded them there around the clock.

"Hey, we have a code here...... Li Guilan said in a hoarse voice, full of energy.

said that they change the code every day, and today's code is called "What is the old three?"

This kind of slogan, except for a little cultured, and the old one, Bai Wu, kind of bastard, you just give him a dictionary, he can't answer.

Finally comforted this group of old volunteers, Zhou Jian breathed a long sigh of relief, glanced at the materials on Cui Lao's side, and yawned,

"Fang team, are we Internet police? If this continues, the leaders will have to arrange for me to work in the trade union. ”

They never expected that Bai Wu at this time was somewhere upstairs in Fangfei Garden.

It was less than fifty meters away from his own home in a straight line.

It is said that when Cheng Li's house was knocked open, he and the fat girl were celebrating proudly.

The fat girl followed the rope with him from the roof of the building to his elaborate secret room.

When he walked through the rooftop, he once wanted to push the fat girl, a vicious woman, down and kill her, or just lock her throat and kill her.

In his opinion, there are countless bad ideas lurking in every cell of this woman, even if she is wearing stockings, stripped naked, lying in front of him, she will never have the courage to ...... him first After.......

After only a few glances, he immediately dispelled this thought: the chubby meaty woman, reaching out no worse than him, jumped over the wall or something, fell on the ground and rolled on the spot, got up beautifully, and then clapped her hands in a dashing manner.

The chubby chick is gone, leaving him in the secret room.

He cleared the footprints along the way, and then hid in his secret room.

It was a wall covered in pigeon droppings and dirt, and on the cliff-like rooftop, he removed a cement block and went straight inside.

Inside was a long coffin, with a worn-out mat on the floor, a commode next to it, and a few bags of instant noodles and purified water.

After entering, he touched it, and in the darkness he felt the two handles pressed on the cement block, and with a violent force, the "baffle" was put back in place.

It was as black as hell inside, and Bai Go's bright eyes became very excited in this environment.

He lay comfortably on the ground, and YY said, "No one cares, no one disturbs, comfortable." ”

When he reached out and touched the mobile phone, he picked it up and looked at it, saw that the screen was lit up, lifted it up directly, and slowly put it down, and when the mobile phone was about to touch the ground, it was shattered violently, and he said in a daze,

"Fang Tianyu, torture you to death, take your time, wait for you to be miserable, labor and management will fly away, find someone to give you a message, the strips in Linhai City are all waste snacks, within a hundred meters, you have to find me as if you were looking for your father......"

How long has he put his hatred of society and the police on this matter, and he has exhausted all his methods, and he must succeed.

Originally, he was still a little hesitant, but the fat girl helped him succeed once, that is, Cheng Li's incident, he had complete confidence, as if he had awakened the beast in his heart, and he had to come to a shocking event.

He chose a blank area that no one could think of, which can be said to be summed up from the mouths of those criminals, and also pondered by himself.

This really poses a big problem for the police.

But he was soon disappointed: the police did not launch a large-scale search.

The guy felt that something was wrong, and waited until the lights were on and it was pitch black on the rooftop, and he climbed out, stood somewhere, looked up, and vaguely saw that his house and the yard were completely different scenes, and he also pulled a banner: Residential Poker Tournament.

Staying here, he hates those old men and women who are grinding and chirping the most, because the price of a few cents can quarrel with stall owners and merchants for a long time.

If you look at a young man with a long beard and hair, he says you have to clean it up, and often follows behind, and the rambling is endless.

He is ruthless and ruthless, but he has rarely meddled in his affairs over the years, and he has done something to provoke them, and he feels that it is faceless to spread it to these people.

"Labor and management are also technical analysis, I have been in prison several times, I know 180 brothers, I have committed everything, no one has ever said that I can search this kind of place, they pay attention to small inns, grocery stores, woods, dry wells, ......"

He lay on the ground, his legs crossed, thinking about his plan again, muttering and thinking about his food,

These can last for more than ten days, and when the first and second waves of searches have passed, the police station will at most "look back" and return to the horse gun or something.

At that time, he looked for an opportunity to replenish some food, relying on the last three months, creating a record of escape, and how many years later, he Bai Wu was the god in the hearts of his brothers on the road.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, Fang Tianyu and Zhou Jian drove here.

The two of them first visited the old people of the Sunset Red Senior Team in a burst of ink, and entered Bai Wu's house through passwords and other procedures.

The lights are bright, the poker on the table is in full swing, and a few cups of colorless tea are drunk with relish by a few old men.

At the door of the unit, an uncle with a big back was lying on a rattan chair listening to the Peking Opera singing section drowsily, and when Lao Yuan saw them coming, he sat up violently and shouted, "Password?"

Zhou Jian deliberately said something wrong, and when he turned around, he saw that four or five figures had already stood up!

"Big Back" picked up a large wrench and pointed at them and warned, "Don't move, look at the ...... on your heads"