Chapter 9 The Early Morning Greeting Team

I was so sensitive that I looked at the wall, but the red light didn't appear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Both Beard and Grasshopper were already climbing up the ladder, and Beard saw that I hadn't followed, so he shouted at me and reminded me.

I told me what I had just discovered, and I brought the beard and the grasshopper back.

The grasshopper didn't think anything was wrong, but urged me again. But Beard listened to me, and when he came over, Beard asked, "Where's that thing?"

I pointed to the wall, and we walked over together.

This wall is covered with wallpaper, and at first glance, it is a bunch of large flower patterns.

We both started looking, and my eyesight was not as good as my beard, and soon I found it.

He pointed to the stamen of a flower and rubbed it upwards with his fingers.

This is even more obvious, and a small hole is peeking out of the stamen. I immediately understood, and my heart said that there was a pinhole camera in it, and the red light just now was emitted by its lens.

Beard and I both looked at the grasshopper. The grasshopper looked confused and said to the two of us, "It's strange, when the police closed the net before, they didn't notice that there were cats here?"

The beard snorted, and also nodded, "Those police officers are also careless, right? And what kind of professional quality?"

I guess the camera is still running, and I don't want Beard to talk more about the police, otherwise the camera will be taken away by the police in the future, and it will not be good if they hear Beard.

I winked at Beard, and I was secretly glad in my heart, saying that the Grasshopper had just been playing with a fake ticket, and that we were really stupid to learn from him, and this could easily become a lever that hindered me and Beard from regaining our freedom.

The beard was annoyed by the pinhole camera and was looking for something to block it. But I didn't let the beard do that. And now that I know what this red light is, I don't have much intention of staying here.

I beckoned them again and led them up.

Of course, I made up my mind that I wouldn't go to that cellar much if it didn't matter.

When we returned to the big tiled house, there were no chairs here, so we chose to sit on the clay kang.

The grasshopper took out a posture that had just remembered something, and asked us to wait. He went to another room, and finally brought two sets of clothes and trousers.

It's not new, and on the whole, it's still a bit dirty.

The grasshopper asked us to change into these two outfits. Beard and I each held a set of clothes and pants, and Beard asked, "Why are you changing this thing? Especially if this dress is so dirty, there won't be lice in it, right?"

The gnatle explained that these two sets of clothes and pants were taken from the two suspects who were arrested, and since we are now waiting for the two technicians to come back, why not change into these two sets of clothes and pants, which is absolutely only good and not bad.

I'm not stupid with my beard, and I always feel a little awkward when I listen to the words of the grasshopper.

Beard didn't give the grasshopper face, and retorted, "Brother, is there something wrong with your logic? We are now in an ambush, just wait for the technicians to appear, we will arrest people, and we don't need to have more contact with them, let alone talk to them more in disguise......, right?"

The grasshopper's expression was a little strange, but he was not angry at the beard's words, and he persuaded him again.

I originally thought that Song Hao was quite able to speak, but I didn't expect that this grasshopper's "eloquence" was even better than Song Hao's. He persuaded us to do what he said, so that we could put on those two sets of clothes and do what he said.

Beard and I have to be with the gnats for the sake of the task, and he has been inking like this, and our ears can't stand it, and for the sake of being a gang, we can't do anything out of the ordinary to plug his mouth, right?

I also took the grasshopper, and my heart said that I had come out to mix for so long, and it was the first time I had encountered such a strange thing. In the end, my beard and I just put on a set of clothes to make our ears cleaner, and it wasn't a big deal.

We relented. And when we got dressed, we looked at each other. There is a noticeable place in these two sets of clothes, and at the place of the back, there is a wolf head pattern.

We sat back on the kang and lay down with our beards bored.

When the grasshopper saw this, he said to the two of us, "When you are tired, rest for a while, I will keep an eye on it, and if there is any movement or news, I will inform you." ā€

The beard answered, and turned over lazily. And I thought about it, and thought that we were too passive to wait, and we could even do more.

I pulled my beard up and told them that we should divide the task, one person should stay in the house, and the other two would go to the outside of the farmhouse, and each find a hidden place to ambush, so that once the two technicians appeared, we would act at the same time and have a greater grasp.

The beard gave me a thumbs up, and I gave it a thumbs up.

And when the grasshopper listened to my proposal, it blinked. It made me wonder what was going on in his heart.

At this time, both I and Beard looked at him, after all, he hadn't said anything about my proposal.

The gnats stumbled a few times, and then he took out his mobile phone, picked up the phone, and took the initiative to feed it.

I wondered because his phone wasn't ringing, and it didn't seem like there was a call, but I couldn't make sure he muted or vibrated his phone.

I couldn't hear what the other party said on the phone, anyway, the grasshopper chatted with this person for three or five minutes, and the grasshopper deliberately lowered his voice, and deliberately avoided the two of us, and finally went to the yard to make a call.

Beard and I looked at each other. Beard smiled helplessly.

I took advantage of the time to look out the window, and after the call, the grasshopper did not rush back, but squatted on the ground, holding his head.

His shoulders twitched, and he looked like he was crying.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, and this behavior of the gnats makes me very puzzled.

After seeing this scene, the beard lost his temper, and in front of me, he scolded and said, "This big-bellied man is still not a man, why is he so fragile?"

I guess there must be something sad about the grasshopper. I'll give my beard a little bit of a mouthful. I went out again and walked over to the grasshopper.

So close, I can still hear the whining of the gnats. I tapped him on the shoulder.

The grasshopper looked up at me. I noticed that his eyes were swollen from crying.

I motioned to the gnats to come back to the house about something.

When we returned, the grasshopper squatted on the ground, took out a very aggrieved posture, and told us about his past and what had happened.

He didn't have a father since he was a child, and I heard that his father was a dock anti-bag, and when his mother was pregnant, his father died unexpectedly. And, not a good woman, working as a lady in a foot massage center. I do that every day in addition to laying on people's feet.

Since he was a child, he has never had the opportunity to study, nor has he had the opportunity to meet any good people, and he is with a bunch of little bastards all day long. By the time he was twenty years old, his mother was still in debt to a loan shark because of his gambling addiction. It is said that the father's debts are paid by the son, and the fucking gambling debts are finally repaid by the grasshoppers, otherwise those who lend money will find him and his mother trouble.

Speaking of this, the gnats also raised their mobile phones, saying that their mother had just called him, and that the gang of debt collectors had just made trouble with his mother again, threatening his mother to pay back the money quickly, and when he left, he pulled out one of his mother's teeth.

Beard and I listened with a serious face. Beard answered, "Damn it, these people are too arrogant, aren't they?"

The grasshopper looked at his beard with a helpless look, but did not answer.

And I thought about it and asked, "Nine times out of ten, those money lenders are on the road, didn't you ask the police to come forward?"

The gnatle replied yes, but then he added, "After a few police officers came forward, the debt collectors promised that the interest would not go up again, but I also became an informant and helped the police, and every time I helped solve a major case, I also received a reward to pay off the debt." ā€

Beard sighed, and he could see that he didn't think that the grasshopper's crying nose was a sign of cowardice. He took the initiative to comfort the grasshopper for a few words.

Therefore, the grasshopper elaborated on several encounters in his life, and they were all very miserable anyway.

The bearded man was very righteous, and finally promised the grasshopper that when he regained his freedom, if he could earn money, he would give the grasshopper some funding.

Originally, I had similar thoughts to Beard, and I sympathized with the grasshopper, but later, the grasshopper always complained like this. I can't say why, suddenly a little sensitive.

I also looked at the time, we met up with the grasshopper at two o'clock in the morning at Taihe supermarket, and at almost three o'clock, we came to this farmhouse, and now it is almost half past five, in other words, the grasshopper said these things about his past, let alone waste more than an hour.

I said in my heart that if this continues, how can we still have a good state to do tasks?

I waited again, and when the grasshopper finished telling his little story, I grabbed the topic, comforted him a few words, and said to him and the beard, "When we have a chance in the future, let's have a drink together and have a good chat, and now it's important to get down to business." ā€

The grasshopper hadn't recovered from his pain, but only replied in a flash. As for the beard, he also wanted to talk to the grasshopper, and he didn't pay much attention to what I said.

After such a delay, I asked them to talk about the time for a cigarette. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a car coming from outside the hospital.

It's a village, and it's bright now. I was sensitive to the sound, and immediately got off the kang and stood up.

The beard followed, and the grasshopper didn't say much.

I wondered if the two technicians had returned, and I winked at my beard, and we tiptoed out of the tiled house.

Without the shelter of the tiled house, I listened carefully again, and there were many cars outside the courtyard, as if there was more than one.

I wondered. The beard also snorted softly.

Instead of approaching the courtyard gate, we ran under a courtyard wall. There's a broken chair with a leg missing.

I let my beard hold the chair, and I stepped on it, and when I stood up straight, my head was just outside the courtyard wall.

But I didn't dare to show too much, poked my head a little and observed.

The farmhouse was next to a road in the village, and there were black cars on the road, all decorated with flowers and small colored balloons.

I can see that this is a convoy of relatives, to put it bluntly, someone in this village got married this morning.

Beard is not like me, and he has no chance to observe the outside, so he keeps whispering to me, what does that mean outside?

I told the party about it, and my beard breathed a sigh of relief, and I didn't rush to jump down, but watched for a while.

And it was this observation that I noticed an anomaly, and my heart immediately tightened. (To be continued.) )