I didn't explain much to Beard. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoLet's just clean up, especially tidy up.

Xiao Qiao didn't come back, but not long after, the old changfu appeared at the door of the workshop, his face was angry, and he was obviously angry in his heart.

When he saw the two of us, he pointed to the motorcycle parked at the door and said, "I met a thief today and stole my baby car, but I still drove here!" ”

Hu Zi answered, "Master, your eldest apprentice has just come. ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "What big apprentice?" The beard was also stunned. I took advantage of the time to lean into the old man's ear and said Little Joe's name.

There was a fleeting expression of realization on the old husband's face, but he quickly returned to normal, and asked me and Huzi, "You two didn't do anything to my eldest apprentice, did you?" ”

The beard pointed at me. I didn't dare tell the old man what I had done, but after winking at the beard, I changed the subject and turned the matter away.

The old husband took us to train again. And tonight the old husband is very wrong, increasing the intensity of my training with the beard, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is definitely a two-day stance.

In the end, the beard was tired and complained, saying that if I continued to toss like this, I would die, but I thought about it in my heart, and I understood a little, and it is estimated that the two of us will have another task soon.

Not really what I expected. A few days later, Song Hao asked us to go to the police station and handed us two personnel files.

It's all about me and the beard. He opened the file in front of us. The beard looked so-so, but I was very careful.

The content of the file does not mention squatting in prison, and some of the content is suspected of being fabricated, filling in the blanks of our squatting time.

Song Hao asked the two of us, "Are you satisfied with these two files?" ”

In my heart, I really didn't feel that much, but I also nodded.

Song Hao sealed the file again and told us, "You are going to go far this time, to Huangpu District of Jiangzhou City, to help Hua Butterfly solve a very confidential case." ”

As for the content of the case, Song Hao said that even he didn't know, and the positioning of our identities this time was to be an assistant policeman. I know that Flower Butterfly is also a code name, and it is estimated that nine times out of ten it is a special police officer or a provincial commissioner. In addition, the case is so mysterious, which makes me both curious and a little scared.

We didn't stay in the Harbin police station for too long, Song Hao gave us some money, of course, this time the police were generous, which was several times the front-line fee, and he also gave us the mobile phone number of Hua Butterfly, and told us not to call first, and then contact each other when we arrived at the Huangpu Branch.

The two of us should come down, and left in a hurry with the files, and booked the train tickets without delay.

When I left, I said goodbye to Yang Qianqian and the old husband on the phone. The attitude of these two people in response to me is completely different, Yang Qianqian is a lot of enthusiastic advice, especially she said that the climate in Jiangzhou is completely different from that of Harbin City, and the humidity is also high, so let me go there, remember to drink more things to reduce the heat. The old man just giggled, and it was over.

My beard and I were on a bullet train. In the car, the beard was really boring, especially before he could smoke, so he thought of his mobile phone and asked me to teach him to play WeChat.

When he used to watch me play WeChat, he would always say with disdain, what's so fun about this thing? What's not more convenient to call? But after he came into contact, he was addicted to it for a while.

The beard likes to shake it the most, the signal on the train is not good, he doesn't care about this, he always shakes the phone vigorously, and mutters in his mouth, "Little girl!" Come, come! Give me a little girl! ”

I thought there was a set of bearded pickles, but every time he shook the girl, he would be blocked by the other party just after chatting a few words, which made him angry enough.

I wasn't interested in what he was doing, and I thought I'd take a nap on the way. The beard, a lack of morality, woke me up from time to time and asked me what tricks I had to talk to on WeChat.

Once or twice, I could still bear it, and finally I couldn't bear the beard to torture me so much, I thought about it, and told him that after shaking to the girl, when adding friends to verify, say something ambiguous, such as "Who am I", the other party thinks you are her friend or colleague, and it will pass. Next, continue to say ambiguous words, close to the other party, and when you get acquainted, you can do whatever you want.

The beard took out the look of worship, and said that he admired it again and again, especially after he tried it a few times and found that the effect was very good, his eyes were full of worship when he looked at me.

I said in my heart that he was a pickpocket, and he took the "technical" type of work, of course, he didn't know how to be tactful, and what I just told him was all the skills of fortune tellers, and if he stayed under the overpass for a few more days, he probably would know more.

We didn't take the train for a long time, and because the speed of the train was really fast. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the two of us arrived in Jiangzhou and came to the Huangpu Branch.

I flipped to the mobile phone number of Hua Butterfly, this number is quite hard, and the last six digits are 123456. When I call, it says busy.

I knew there would be a hint over there for Flower Butterfly, and I knew I had called him. I immediately hung up the phone and waited outside the precinct for his call.

But after a quarter of an hour, my phone didn't respond. I wondered, who did he talk to, for so long?

I broadcast another one, and this time it prompts to shut down. I was a little dumbfounded, and even looked around sensitively, but no one came to talk to us.

Beard didn't care about this at all during this time. He has more than a dozen WeChat friends, all of which are shaken out, and now he is very busy.

I don't want to stand like that, especially when it's hot and makes people sweat. I pointed to the office hall on the first floor of the sub-bureau and said to the beard, "Go and sit inside and blow the air conditioner." ”

The beard was staring at the screen and smiling evilly, probably not listening to me too much, he just nodded.

There are a lot of people in the hall, all doing business, and the seats in the middle area are also sitting next to each other. I didn't want to join in the fun, so I sat in the corner with my beard.

I kept my phone in my hand, waiting for the call from the butterfly, and during this period, I was bored and looked around.

Not far from us, there was also a young man. He was quite thin, looking at his early twenties, with his head down, a calm face, and a backpack on his legs.

I was very curious about him, and I said that if he was doing business, why would he sit so partially? Also, how can you have such an expression? Especially there was a hint of hideousness in his eyes.

I chattered with the beard, and the beard looked at it casually and said to me, "Whatever, I guess this kid is out of love, and like our brothers, he wants to come here to blow the air conditioner or something." ”

Then the bearded phone buzzed, indicating that there was a new message. He hurriedly entered the state of pickling girls again.

I smiled casually and looked away again, and soon I felt sleepy, which was definitely due to the fact that I didn't rest well during the train. I asked the beard to listen to my phone, and I leaned back in my chair and took a nap in a daze.

I didn't notice it for long, but all of a sudden, the entire business hall on the first floor remembered the warning sound of the bell.

I sat up straight. Wait for a look, found the direction of the toilet, puffs of white smoke came out, and someone just ran out of the toilet, he was not in a good state, staggered and didn't speak, his nose and mouth were all flowing out of the mouth, and it was disgusting to watch.

Everyone else was stimulated by the fire, but they didn't rush to leave, and they all looked in the direction of the smoke.

At this time, Hu Zi stopped talking about his mobile phone, and stood up, looking at the excitement and said, "What's going on?" Who smoked and smoked and set the toilet on fire? ”

I didn't answer, and subconsciously looked not far away, the thin guy was gone.

I vaguely wondered, could this have something to do with the skinny guy?

I also had a quick eye, and soon found that the guy was hiding in a corner and was sneering at the scene, and his backpack was also opened, and one hand was placed in it.

I tugged at my beard and winked at him, meaning to look at the skinny guy.

The beard is somewhat inexplicable. At this moment, the thin guy had the next move, he took out something like a grenade from his backpack, pointed it at the center of the hall, and slammed it.

I saw it clearly, and my heart tightened. The grenade began to smoke in the air, and when it hit the ground, the smoke grew bigger and thicker.

The thin guy didn't stop, continued to take out his backpack, took out five more "grenades", and skimmed them out in turn.

The whole hall was immersed in smoke, and the smoke was so irritating that anyone who came into contact with it couldn't help coughing, tears, and runny noses. Those who are in better health can immediately run outside the gate and dodge, and those who are not in good health will have weak legs on the spot and fall to the ground.

One word comes to mind, tear gas. And this thing must not be taken literally, thinking that it is a weapon that makes people cry, it is really smoked badly, and it is likely to suffocate to death.

I don't need to remind you anymore. Beard looked hesitant, wanting to rush over and catch the skinny guy, but also a little afraid of the smoke. He asked me what to do?

Where we are now, there is not much smoke, but if you really want to catch this guy, you have to rush to the "hardest hit area". Me and Beard don't have any anti-virus stuff.

I grabbed him. At this moment, what I thought was that this was a police station, and this skinny guy was well fed, and he came to this kind of place to make trouble, purely looking for death.

I mean, let's stop meddling and get outside to get some fresh air.

The beard listened to me, nodded and said okay.

We weren't the most active, and when we got out of the gate, there were a lot of people standing outside, and even several people were kneeling on the ground, spitting out.

I peered through the windowpane, keeping an eye on what was going on inside. The response speed of this Whampoa branch is not fast enough, maybe the police never expected that there would be rioters who would dare to come to the police station to make trouble, right?

The thin guy was well prepared, and he had already taken out the prepared gas mask, put it in his face, and took out something similar to a stick from his bag.

I couldn't see clearly because of the smoke, but the skinny guy strode over to a civilian policewoman who was on her knees in smoke, and poked a stick at one of the seats as he passed by a row of seats.

The stick was so sharp that it poked a hole in the seat at once. It happened to be a clear sight for me. I chuckled in my heart, and finally knew what this stick was.

I said in my heart that damn it, this thug is not simple, there are both tear gas and military stabs, and looking at the posture, he is going to kill!

(Does anyone remember a certain case eight years ago, a masked man, a 27-centimeter single-edged boning knife, and eight beer bottles filled with gasoline, broke into a certain substation, causing the tragedy of six deaths and four injuries, and some people nicknamed him a double-sided knifeman.) ）