Chapter 9: The Old Village Chief
Zhao Xueru was finally pulled out of the cellar, and the smell of rotten sweet potatoes in the cellar made her want to vomit, and she was retching when she climbed out of the cellar.
"I heard that women love to retch when they are pregnant, and you won't have it if I hugged you this morning, right?" Guan Bing joked with a hippie smile, not affecting his mood at all because of what happened just now.
"You're going to die." Zhao Xueru felt that she couldn't breathe, and she couldn't compare herself with the soldiers.
The air in the house is not good, it is better to go to the yard to breathe some fresh air, the bad sweet potato smell is really bad.
Zhao Xueru leaned against the wall and walked out of the door, and the guards reached out to pull, but Zhao Xueru opened it.
"Wow......" Zhao Xueru finally vomited, because she saw the scene in the courtyard, a man with a shovel in his abdomen was on the ground and was panting, and another person who was tied up with five flowers had a bow and arrow in his arm, and the most terrifying thing was that there was a corpse with a big hole in his head at the gate of the courtyard, and the red and white ** splashed all over the yard.
"I want to hold you, who knows that you will open it, I know that you will not see this face." Guan Bing gloated and said behind Zhao Xueru.
Zhao Xueru no longer had the strength to speak, squatting on the ground and vomiting, although she couldn't vomit anything, she was still retching. Since she was a child, she didn't dare to watch the killing of fish in Dalian, and she couldn't accept such a terrifying scene at all. Finally, I closed my eyes and fainted.
The soldiers hurriedly picked her up and reluctantly put her on the kang.
The old village chief walked into the house and said to the soldiers, "Little soldiers, who are those?" How did you mess with that? "The eyes are so sharp that people don't dare to look at them directly.
"Grandpa, I don't know the origin of these three people." Guan Bing really didn't know why these three people came to kill him, although he also suspected that Qi Lao Er did it, but he didn't think that Qi Lao Er was looking for such a ruthless character to deal with him for his younger brother to be beaten.
"Look at this." The old village chief handed over the scar man's mobile phone, which was a photo of the soldiers.
This makes it clear, it was really Qi Lao Er who did it, and the soldiers didn't expect Qi Lao Er to be so ruthless. My momentary soft-heartedness will bring such a big crisis to myself, damn Qi's second child is unkind, so I can't blame me for being unjust. The guard's eyes were microns, emitting a sharp murderous aura.
Guan Bing told the old village chief about yesterday's events in detail, and the old village chief frowned when he heard it.
"Now that they are all living a good life, how can there be such people? In the past, only bandits, robbers and little devils who robbed homes could be so cruel. The old village chief took out his jade mouth copper pot dry tobacco pouch and lit a bag of cigarettes, and smoked it. This old man who has beaten a little devil doesn't understand why someone is so cruel to his compatriots, so he can only quit smoking to kill his sorrows.
Zhao Changhe, director of the Jiaobei County Public Security Bureau, is a native of the village, and he has to be called the old village chief Grandpa according to his generation. One dead and two wounded, three crossbows, three guns and a grenade, it is definitely a big case.
"Grandpa, what's going on?" Zhao Changhe asked the old village chief worriedly, and he didn't have the heart to greet the soldiers at all.
"Uncle, you're coming for me." Guan Bing told Zhao Changhe about the situation again.
After listening to this, Zhao Changhe took the scar man's mobile phone, whether it was arranged by Qi Lao Er or not is a good evidence.
Zhao Changhe is calm on the surface, but his heart is churning, these three guys must be guilty, I don't know how many cases they have memorized, and now that they are in their own hands, they will definitely fill in a heavy stroke for their political achievements.
The criminals were taken away and sent to the hospital, the bodies were bagged and collected, and the scene was taken over by the police, and the guards and others were invited out of the courtyard so that the police could investigate and collect evidence.
Guan Bing walked out of the yard with Zhao Xueru in his arms and sent it to Grandma Liu's house, this girl hadn't woken up yet, and she looked scared.
The people who saw Zhao Xueru on the road were all shocked, and everyone had a love for beauty, and even the old village chief in his seventies couldn't help but take a second look, he had never seen such a pure, beautiful, beautiful and moving girl.
The descendants in the village watched Guan Bing carry Zhao Xueru into Grandma Liu's house, and reluctantly gathered outside Grandma Liu's courtyard and did not want to leave.
"It turns out that you can find such a beautiful daughter-in-law as a soldier, and I knew that I would also be a soldier." An offspring regrets it.
This strengthened the determination of the soldiers to get rid of Qi Lao Er and Qi Lao San, just picked up a cheap daughter-in-law, and has not yet solved his virginity problem, if he let those two scum harm himself, then he will not lose a lot. What's more, I have already tried the feel to some extent, and that wonderful feeling makes the heart of the soldier ripple, how can he be willing to save the person he saves cheaper than others.
Zhao Changhe personally made a record for Guan Bing, and this toss was close to noon, Zhao Changhe closed the transcript and prepared to go back to the bureau to analyze and investigate the case, which was related to his future.
"Let's go, go to the village committee for a drink." The old village chief shouted to Guan Bing and Zhao Changhe.
"Grandpa, I have to go back to analyze the case and bring the mastermind behind the scenes to justice as soon as possible, so I won't accompany you." Zhao Changhe said respectfully.
"Then you can go, the little soldier will accompany me." The old village chief walked towards the village committee with his hands behind his back, and the soldiers followed.
When he arrived at the village committee, the old village chief took out two bottles of Erguotou and some appetizers from the cupboard to beckon the soldiers to drink. Guan Bing has been rubbing the old village chief's wine and food since he was a child, and everyone has taken good care of this poor child.
"Little soldier, what are you going to do when you come back this time?" The old village chief asked while eating.
"Alas~ After being a soldier for a few years, the optics will shoot and kill people, and I won't know anything else, what else can I do." The steward took a depressed sip of wine. Guan Bing practiced qigong when he was a special soldier, and his skills were not weak, and he could use qigong to excrete his body through body fluids when he usually drank, but today he was drinking with his grandfather who had taken care of him since he was a child, and he was depressed, so he drank it openly, and a spicy breath passed through his throat.
"The militia company in the village still lacks a company commander, and I have always served as a part-time company, why don't you try?" The old village chief looked at the soldiers with inquiring eyes.
The soldiers want to do a brilliant career so that their parents regret abandoning them, the brilliant career is power, the second is money, there are very few people who gain fame and fortune, and although they know how many pounds and taels they have, this militia company commander obviously can't meet their own requirements.
"Grandpa, thank you for your kindness, most of the people in the village are older than me, how embarrassed am I to yell at them. I think I'd better find something else to do for a living. The steward excused.
"Also, those old slippery heads in the company are stealing and playing tricks, so I can stop them, if you really change you, they will definitely not buy your account." The old village chief took a sip of wine and bowed his head silently, worried about the future of his grandson. I was also disappointed that I couldn't help the soldiers.
"Our Dongma Village is surrounded by water on three sides and backed by mountains in the west, and the land is fertile and the people are outstanding. Several large companies have approached me to buy land in our village, but I have not agreed, and in the past few days, they have begun to use money to buy people's hearts and minds to oppose me from the inside. In the past few years, I have only thought that everyone should unite to do a good job in agricultural development, ignoring the economy, and the young people in the village can't bear the loneliness of going out to work and do business, and the people's hearts are scattered. Old man~" The old village chief suddenly said with some unwillingness.
Guan Bing raised his head and looked at his grandfather, with gray hair, although he was very energetic, but the years were urging people, and his body was obviously not as tough as when he was a child. In the past few years, I have also worried a lot about the village, but I have not received much recognition from the villagers, all because of the outdated thinking and the society are not in sync. But the intentions are always good, if there is no old village chief, I am afraid that the people in the village will not be so united.
"Bang bang bang~" There was a knock on the door.