Lao Ba's words were like a bombshell, and the moment I listened to it, my heart felt like a frying pan.

I care a lot about Iron Donkey and Ah Hu, they are also rare brothers and friends in my life. I was in a hurry, and the word "badly hurt" was very irritating to my nerves.

I asked, "How did the iron donkey get hurt?" Was it an iron rod? Big net? Or was it injured by a hidden weapon? ”

Lao Ba took out a strange expression, stared at me and was silent for a few seconds, he took out the meaning of emphasis, and said almost word for word, "Bulgarian umbrella." ”

I was a little confused, even with my beard. I thought to myself, did Lao Ba hear something wrong, or did he have something else in mind? Otherwise, why did the word "umbrella" come out?

Lao Ba then added, "The iron donkey didn't die this time, and the dangerous period has passed, and now he is almost recuperating from his injury, but this time he is injured, and he is no different from losing a layer of skin." ”

I can't imagine what the Iron Donkey looks like now, but when I know the Iron Donkey isn't dead, I take a little relief.

Lao Ba was preoccupied, and he also took out a posture of pondering. And Beard and I were silent for a while.

I asked him, "This time you came from Harbin City to catch and kill the Buddha, is it because of the two of us?" ”

Lao Ba shrugged his shoulders and replied, "There are certain factors, in addition, the killing Buddha has killed a lot of people, and the police must not sit idly by, besides, Lao Wu, this beast is not authentic, everyone is playing in the game, he can't help but make a move first, he plays this trump card, we have to continue, and we have to digest it well." ”

I pondered his words, and to be honest, I only understood half of them.

At this time, there was another radio in the train room, telling passengers to hurry up and check in on the bus. Lao Ba touched his pocket and took out two tickets to Harbin City.

He held up the ticket and said to the two of us, "The tickets have been bought, of course Yang Qianqian can't wait for the two of you to go back, and I, the person, have said everything that should be said, and I can't control the rest." Think about it. ”

I stared at the ticket and didn't hesitate to take the ticket with my ID printed on it. I also wanted to tear it in half all at once.

But just as I did this, I was stopped by the beard as soon as he reached out. At the same time, he also silently took another ticket.

I looked at the beard and fed it.

I want to say something, of course the beard understands. And the beard, hehe, smiled, and took the ticket in my hand.

He said to me, "Brother, this ticket is refundable." There is so much money for a ticket, so why should we waste it? ”

A quarter of an hour later, we walked out of the train station together.

The old bus led the way, and we finally came to a corner where a very dilapidated motorcycle was parked.

The last time I came into contact with Lao Ba, he rode such a broken thing, I guess this guy is good at this, he loves broken motorcycles? In addition, I also want to complain, saying that after he came to Yuezhou, it was not easy to find such a.

On the other side of Hu Zi's thoughts, he asked Lao Ba, "I said brother, why don't you change to a car?" At least it can protect you from the wind and rain! ”

Lao Ba shook his head and replied, "Motorcycles are convenient, especially chasing people, and walking through the streets and alleys is a good hand." ”

I was right when I thought about it. Lao Ba took advantage of the time to sit on the main seat, and Hu Zi and I had to squeeze in the back side by side.

Beard sits at the end, and he is also responsible for carrying Lao Ba's guitar case.

I don't know if the beard is back, so he sighed to Lao Ba, saying that this box is so heavy.

I know what this box contains, and when Lao Ba drove the motorcycle, I also mentioned it when I had time to chat with him, which means, if you have the opportunity, do you want to shoot the Buddha in the head.

Lao Ba looked full of hatred and replied, "Do you think I don't want to, I wanted to do this last time when the iron donkey was attacked, but the problem is that the beast has never given me a chance." ”

I suddenly thought of an analogy, and my heart said that if Lao Ba, Iron Donkey, and Ah Hu were compared to three experienced hounds, then the Killing Buddha would be a cunning and abnormal hare with a strong poison on its teeth. In their arrest and counter-arrest this time, it is really unknown who will lose and who will win.

About half an hour later, Lao Ba drove the motorcycle into a small area.

This community is very dilapidated, the building is very old, not only there is no property, but the community is very messy. When we came to this community, it was just morning, and I looked at the roadside, selling breakfast, stalls selling small goods, or selling vegetables, everything.

I can't help but wonder if this neighborhood has merged with the morning market.

Lao Ba relied on the convenience of riding a motorcycle, and took us directly from this "vegetable market" shuttle. Of course, some of the stalls were not used to it, and complained to us who had just passed by.

The beard took out a headache and asked Lao Ba, "Where are you taking us?" ”

Lao Ba said, "Meet the iron donkey, and this is also our residence in Guangdong." ”

Beard shouted, didn't he? Then he asked, "How can this be a provincial capital, how can the police here do it, can't arrange a good place for colleagues from outside?" ”

Lao Ba snorted and told the two of us that they only contacted the local informant organization this time, and did not look for the police.

The beard still doesn't understand, but I vaguely understand, and even praises it, saying that this brother is very smart!

We ended up in front of a very nondescript building. The old bus led the way, and we walked inside together.

As soon as I entered the corridor, I was "shocked" by the blackened walls of the corridor that were blackened by smoke and oil, and the whole corridor was filled with a strong smell of medicine and spiciness.

I guess it has something to do with the building's poor exhaust system.

We went to the second floor, and the old bus knocked on an entrance door.

There was an iron fence outside the gate, and it was all rust. Soon someone looked through the cat's eye and opened the door again.

I think this man has the looks of a local, especially the bulging forehead. Lao Ba pointed to the two of us and said something of his own. Later, Lao Ba also introduced this person and asked me and the beard to call him a decrepit boy.

I know that the decrepit boy is a curse in the local area, and I really don't know how this person's nickname is called this.

But I didn't take it seriously, and I deliberately removed the word decay and called him Ah Zai.

The boy smiled kindly at me. We walked in with the decrepit boy.

I noticed that it was a three-room room, and now in this room, a hospital bed had been set up temporarily, and the iron donkey was lying on it.

At this time, the iron donkey fell asleep, wearing only trousers. I saw that he had a large piece of gauze wrapped around his left leg, and the gauze was very tight, but some of it was dented.

I guess the iron donkey has a big piece of meat missing from its leg. It was as if I had been hit by a hammer.

I went straight over. The decrepit boy reminded me that the donkey boss had a pain last night and had just fallen asleep. What he meant was that let's not disturb the rest of the iron donkey.

I suppressed my temper and nodded.

The old man waved his hand at us again and motioned for us to enter the north bedroom.

He sat down in the hall again, taking care of the iron donkey while keeping an eye on what was happening outside the door.

After Hu Zi and I came to the north bed, Lao Ba casually left the guitar case on the bed. He rummaged through the bedside table again and pulled out a small umbrella from it.

This umbrella is only an inch long, and it looks like a work of art.

Lao Ba also opened the umbrella in front of the two of us. The beard watched silently, and asked first, "What the hell is this, a toy from the plaster country?" ”

And I've always had the idea that this is the so-called Bulgarian umbrella.

I looked closely, and finally noticed that the lightning rod of the umbrella seemed to say something. I pointed here and asked one more question.

Lao Ba snorted. This time he wasn't just playing with an umbrella. He twisted the handle of the umbrella, and as he fiddled with it, I and my beard both heard a click, and a small hole appeared at the tip of the lightning rod for a moment, but it quickly closed again.

Lao Baduo explained, saying that this umbrella was grabbed by the iron donkey when he was fighting with the Killing Buddha, but unfortunately, the iron donkey was also shot by the umbrella.

The beard took out a clear look and sighed.

And I contacted the front and back, and then asked, "This umbrella **** came out, is it the kind of hidden weapon the size of a grain of rice?" ”

Lao Ba answered, and his eyes became cold.

Lao Ba opened the guitar case again, he touched the inside, and finally took out a small wooden box.

The wooden box was originally used to hold rings, and when he opened it, I found a piece of adhesive tape inside, on which was a black millet grain.

This is the same secret weapon I've seen before. And the beard was the first time he saw it, and he seemed curious.

He also carefully lifted the tape and took a closer look.

Beard asked, "What's so powerful about this thing?" Can you kill people? ”

Lao Ba seemed to answer the question and told the two of them, "In the early days, the assassins of the Great Soviet Kingdom chose to use various small weapons to complete the task, such as piercing the skull with an ice axe, or using a short-handled dagger to wait for an opportunity to pierce the opponent's lower abdomen. ”

After a pause, he added, "In September 1978, Markov, a Bulgarian journalist living in exile in London, was waiting for a bus at Waterloo Bridge when he suddenly stabbed in his right leg like a bug. A passer-by picked up an umbrella from the ground behind him and hurriedly called a car away. Markov was immediately hospitalized with a fever and died, the lobes of his lungs were filled with body fluids, his heart failed, his liver was damaged, his intestine wall, lymph nodes and heart were bleeding, and the only suspicion was the red spot on the skin on the back of his thigh, and this red spot disappeared mysteriously after Markov was hospitalized. ”

When Beard and I heard this, I pointed to the millet grain and asked, "That man named Markov, his death is related to this secret weapon?" ”

Lao Ba nodded, and he focused on this millet grain again.

According to him, the millet grain is 5 millimeters in diameter, an ultra-miniature metal ball, and it is made of platinum and iridium alloys, hollow inside, and on the outside, it has two intersecting micropores slightly thicker than a human hair, about 34 millimeters in diameter. This metal ball also has a very vulgar nickname, called the poison warhead.

When the warhead is used, it contains 2 milligrams of highly concentrated ******** sealed with wax, and after the warhead is fired into the human body, the sealing wax is melted by body temperature, and the warhead will release the poison.

The reason why platinum and iridium are used as materials is mainly so that after the bullet is fired into the human body, it will not leave evidence of skin infection and swelling. This also explains why the red dot on the deceased's body disappeared on its own.

I have to admit that it was the first time that Beard and I came into contact with such a high-tech hidden weapon, and we both listened with calm faces.

After hearing this, Hu Zi sighed, and then asked, "It is not easy to produce this kind of miniature warhead, especially to ensure that the hole is drilled and quenched, which must require a very special process, and ordinary organizations or small countries can't handle it, right?" ”

Lao Ba nodded. And when I thought back to Lao Ba's words before and after, I suddenly chuckled in my heart for no reason!