Li Xiaoning has made many achievements when he was in the local area, even when he was in the United States, he made great contributions, but after coming to Western Xinjiang, he always had a feeling that he couldn't show his fists and feet. In particular, although there were no casualties in this operation, the sacrifice of the police dog Yuriwas, and the shelling of the Hassan golden cicada, all made Li Xiaoning feel very annoyed. Looking at the terrorists in the off-road vehicle, Li Xiaoning said in a deep voice: "Shout again to let him come down, if you don't comply, use tear gas to blast him out." ”

Azgul continued to shout, but the other party was silent. Through the light, Li Xiaoning could see that the other party was crawling from the back seat to the cab, it seemed that the terrorist's purpose was obvious, he wanted to drive.

When Azgul shouted again, the other party might have been nervous, or the wound might be too painful, and his mouth began to scream, and even Azgul couldn't understand what he said.

Li Xiaoning decisively ordered: "Azguli, Xiao Song, you two go over and fire tear gas into the car!" ”

Azgul and Xiao Song walked around one left and one right, knock knock, two sounds, and each fired a tear gas canister.

The sound of a terrorist coughing came from the cab, and the coughing lasted only a few seconds before it stopped, and then, I saw the car "bump" to the ground and explode, and the car was blown up from top to bottom, like a ripe watermelon, revealing a fiery red color to the sky.

Everyone understands that tear gas canisters do not detonate the bombs on the terrorists, it is the terrorists themselves who detonate the bombs on their bodies.

Seeing this situation, everyone couldn't help but feel sorry. Of course, no one will feel heartache for the death of a terrorist, and everyone will be saddened that such a good off-road vehicle has turned into a pile of ashes.

After calming down a little, Li Xiaoning immediately began to surprise the two terrorists who were still alive. These two terrorists were also stunned by what had just happened, they were also mortals in the end, and they had no cultural background, in the final analysis, they had no spiritual support, at best, they were a group of barbarians who were used.

When Li Xiaoning asked his subordinates to take them to a secluded place, they mistakenly thought that the police were going to shoot them, so one of them fell limp and knelt on the ground, saying, "I haven't killed anyone, I just chanted and trained with them." ”

Li Xiaoning said coldly: "That doesn't mean that you are not guilty. ”

The terrorist said, "I am guilty, but I don't deserve to die." ”

"You're all carrying bombs, you can't kill yourself, are you? Say, "What the hell are you going to do?" Li Xiaoning grasped the key point and asked.

The terrorist replied: "We were supposed to go to Tianshan City to carry out an assassination mission, but we were temporarily recruited, and I don't know the specifics." ”

"Assassination mission?" Li Xiaoning frowned slightly, "Who are you assassinating targets?" ”

"There is the secretary of the Tianshan City Party Committee, the mayor, and the director of the public security bureau...... "The terrorist confessed like a bamboo tube pouring beans, "there are many, many people, who can be killed, but the top confesses that the priority is to kill the director of the public security Tian Daqing." ”

This was an important piece of information, and Li Xiaoning immediately returned to Tianshan City, informed Tian Daqing, and contacted Wang Qiming, secretary of the Tianshan City Party Committee. Presided over by Secretary Wang, he secretly convened a special meeting of the people on the assassination list. Among them were Wang Qiming and Tian Daqing, responsible persons of various departments in Tianshan City, and secretaries of several county and city party committees.

At the meeting, Li Xiaoning particularly stressed that Ngawang Aji, the presiding officer of the Tianshan City Mosque, should be highly vigilant. For his safety, the police sent four police officers to secretly protect Ngawang Aji.

Ngawang Aji's heart was actually in a mess at this time. Two days ago, he had just received a personal and intimidating letter "To the Religious Community". The letter ordered him to stand up against the government and assist the ethnic separatists in carrying out ethnic separatism in western Xinjiang. Otherwise, kill him. The letter was signed as: "Allah Muslim of the East".

Ngawang Aji felt a dark arrow whizzing towards him from a corner, and he had a vague feeling in his heart that the person behind that organization must be Abdul. He was all too familiar with the "pseudo-Aji" who had confronted him for decades, and how he was jealous and hated him. For decades, no matter what means Abdul used, Ngawang Aji had not bought his account, and this time, he even sent him a threatening letter. If he doesn't obey, the organization will definitely attack him.

But how could Ngawang Aji, as a true Muslim religious leader, bow to a group of scoundrels? How could a threatening letter shake his lifelong religious beliefs? I, Ngawang Aji, threw the letter aside contemptuously, he was already an old man of almost eighty years old, and he had already looked down on life and death. His prestige in the eyes of the Muslims of the Tianshan City is the foundation laid with a lifetime of personality.

At the meeting convened by the municipal party committee, Ngawang Aji did not mention the matter of threatening the letter, he sank the matter in his heart, he did not want others to worry about him, let alone his family to worry about him.

Who knows, the next day, some Muslims knocked on the door of Ngawang Aji's house in a panic, and they said sadly that last night, seven members of Aji's family in the Mosque of Amu City were killed, and they specially came to ask him to go to Amu City to pray for the deceased before burial.

Ngawang Aji was shocked, he really didn't expect his old friend, who was more than a decade younger than him, to walk ahead. He realized that it must have something to do with the organization that sent him the threatening letter, and he decided to hand over the threatening letter to the Public Security Bureau as soon as he returned from Amu City, and to inform the Public Security Bureau of his suspicion of Abdul.

The old man sat in the car that picked him up with the support of the crowd, and the moment the car door closed, Ngawang Aji seemed to see a darkness rushing towards him, and the old man saw the darkness gathering in the dark, and his heart was very depressed.

The killing of Aji in the Amu City Mosque naturally alarmed Li Xiaoning. He immediately led people to investigate. Li Xiaoning had just finished investigating the scene and was about to leave when the silver-haired old man Ngawang Aji arrived.

Li Xiaoning met Ngawang Aji at the meeting, knew the old man, and just wanted to step forward to say hello, but saw another face, so he did not step forward, but hid in the crowd.

Hurrying here was Abdul, vice chairman of the Tianshan CPPCC, who also had the identity of Aji. According to his own account, a group of people reported to him and asked him to come and recite sutras to the deceased. He claims to have a close friendship with the dead Aggie.

The two influential Aji in Tianshan City actually had a deep friendship with the deceased and came to bury him, so who should chant for the deceased?

Although Abdul is more than 20 years younger than Ngawang Aji, he looks about the same age as Ngawang Aji. You look at me, I look at you, neither of you took the initiative to speak. The two pairs of old eyes met, and what collided was a kind of hatred, and they quickly exchanged a fierce language in each other's gaze. Ngawang Aji seemed to see the gaze behind the threatening letter from the other party's gaze. But Ngawang Aji calmed himself down, so that both the mind and body could move closer to the deceased. He knew that he had come to pray for his old friend, not to fight Abdul.

The relatives of the deceased consciously made way for Ngawang Aji, who walked to the deceased in silence, ready to chant prayers for his old friend who had died.

However, Abdul blocked Ngawang Aji. He asked darkly, "What are you doing here?" ”

Ngawang Aji retorted rhetorically, "That's exactly what I'm going to ask you. What are you here for? ”

Abdul Aji said angrily: "I have come here on behalf of the interests of many Muslims. ”

Ngawang Aji retorted disdainfully: "You only represent yourself, you cannot represent the Muslims." ”

Abdul Aji asked mysteriously, "Are you here to do things for the government?" Then he arbitrarily said: "You are a heretic, not a Muslim at all." ”

Ngawang Aji countered: "The government is the government of the people, and it is for the sake of the people. Even if I were to say goodbye to the dead on behalf of the government, there is nothing wrong with that. As for you saying that I am not a true Muslim, this is probably your personal preconception, and our religion will judge me as a person. ”

Abdul Aji pointed at Ngawang Aji and said, "You are the scum of religion, you have betrayed our religion. ”

Ngawang Aji raised his eyebrows and said sharply: "It is because of people like you that our religion is not pure. ”

"I advise you to stop doing things for the government." Abdul wanted the crowd around him to join them in the quarrel, so he taught Ngawang Aji a lesson.

"I advise you not to be the scum of the nation." Ngawang Aji calmly retorted.

The two Aggie were-for-tat and had a sharp argument. This effect is exactly what Abdul Aji expected, and he has been expecting such a provocation for a long time, and if this leads to a struggle between the two Muslim factions, he will definitely take the opportunity to overthrow Ngawang Aji's position and become the leader of the Muslims in Tianshan City, and then conquer the Muslims of the whole territory.

However, Ngawang Aji abruptly gave up the dispute, bypassed Abdul, walked decisively to the deceased, and chanted prayers to the spirits of the dead.

Uyghurs have a habit of quick burials. Generally, they are buried on the same day of death. Uyghurs are accustomed to burial, generally put the corpse directly into the soil, continue to accept the blessing of the land and listen to the ears, the corpse is easy to be absorbed by the soil after decay, the so-called life is inseparable from the soil, and the death is also inseparable from the soil. When Ngawang Aji entered, the seven dead had been cleaned and wrapped in white cloths, and the bodies were about to be placed in the dug grave.

When Ngawang Aji finished chanting, Abdul again stood in front of Ngawang Aji, and he asked gloomily, "Why, are you just burying our compatriots like this?" How did he die, who killed him, don't you want to find out? ”