The driver sighed bitterly and turned to look at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan rolled down the window and handed the documents to the traffic police: "Comrade, there is a task, it is convenient." ”

The traffic policeman took Mo Yan's certificate with one hand, and at a glance, the two saluted at the same time, held the document with both hands and handed it back to Mo Yan, and then gestured to the driver and said, "Let's go." ”

"Having documents is different." The car had just driven away a short distance, and Wang Zhe snorted: "Many modern documents are the same as the gold medal for avoiding death. ”

Mo Yan was angry in his heart, who was he doing this for? Not for this conscienceless thing? He actually said cool words: "Isn't it all for you? ”

Wang Zhe shrugged: "I'm just talking about a phenomenon, but seriously, I also like that I have privileges, can I do the same after I get the certificate?" ”

"Nope."

"Then why can?"

"I'm the deputy commissioner."

Wang Zhe rolled his eyes: "Amazing? ”

"Well, that's pretty remarkable."

Mo Yan is actually right, in a place like Kyoto, being the deputy director of the public security bureau of a district is already a big official, and the place where she works is not the kind of place where there are only ten or twenty people in the police station.

Came to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, the forty-seven-story building, very wide, looks very solemn, but the doorman is not so strict, got out of the taxi, did not register, no one came out of the door to ask, the two walked straight in.

Could it be that the police department is too confident? Sure no one will come looking for trouble?

Entering the building, Mo Yan didn't speak all the way, and met a lot of plainclothes and police uniforms on the way, and they didn't say hello to each other, got on the elevator, and pressed the twenty-third floor.

The two didn't quarrel, Wang Zhe followed behind Mo Yan very 'well-behaved', and walked out of the third door on the right hand side of the elevator, Mo Yan knocked on the door and didn't wait for a reply from inside, so he pushed the door and entered.

Mo Yunde was on the phone, watched the two of them come in, pressed his hands on Mo Yan and Wang Zhe, and continued: "Yes, we sent someone to deal with this matter, well, yes, it was someone from the police force who did it, okay, I'll arrange it then, uh-huh, bye-bye." ”

Hanging up the phone, Mo Yunde smiled at Wang Zhe: "Just sit down." ”

After speaking, Mo Yunde stepped back and opened the drawer, took out a briefcase from it and put it on the table, and raised his eyes to look at Mo Yan: "Yanyan, go to the warehouse and help Wang Zhe bring a set of clothes." ”

Mo Yan is not stupid, this kind of thing should have been done by the people below, but since Mo Yunde said so, he must have something to explain to Wang Zhe.

After watching Mo Yan leave the room, Mo Yunde stood up, took out a pack of soft China from his arms, walked to Wang Zhe and sat down, handed him a cigarette, and took out a lighter for Wang Zhe to light it: "I asked about what happened just now, I said that our colleague did it, and from now on you will join the police circle." ”

"It doesn't matter, it's the same for everything." Wang Zhe took a puff of cigarette and said indifferently, anyway, it is not a long-term job, just holding a certificate for self-defense.

Mo Yunde nodded, got up and took the document bag to Wang Zhe on the desk: "This is your information and your level, and the other is a piece of information given to you by the old man, let you fill it in, Yanyan will be back in about ten minutes, hurry up." ”

So mysterious? What information should I fill in?

Wang Zhe put the cigarette roll in his mouth, opened the file bag with both hands, and took out a stack of materials that were not very thick from it, the first few pages were written about the entry, entering the police force, directly a junior police officer, wearing the rank of second-level superintendent, the rank is also regarded as the deputy section level, the section member level, the salary is 1100, and the salary will be increased by 20% after becoming a regular.

Working directly at the Municipal Public Security Bureau can be regarded as a civilian and fictitious position.

After taking a general look at the information about the entry, Wang Zhe really didn't care, and took out another piece of information, which was written about firearms.

It should be the batch of firearms that Mo Lao prepared for himself.

Wang Zhe didn't know much about firearms, so he didn't look carefully, but saw that there were many places to fill in on the second page, which was the number of firearms and the number of bullets.

Putting the information on the coffee table, Wang Zhe raised his head and took down the cigarette roll from his mouth, and asked, "Brother Mo, there are about ten people on my side now, how many guns and ammunition do you need, you can give some advice." ”

"If it's just training, two Type 97 5.56mm assault rifles per person are enough, for maintenance and replacement, there will be more bullets, 1500 rounds a box, you can directly apply for two boxes, and buy the rest yourself, you look here." Mo Yunde did not sit down, but bowed down and pointed to a fill-in-the-blank place on the information: "The internal price is 1.2 yuan per shot, you can write a quantity directly if you want, 1500 rounds per box, just fill in the number of boxes directly." ”

"1.2 yuan a shot? It's so cheap, I remember the last time I went online, I saw a forum that said 20 yuan a bullet. ”

Mo Yunde rolled his eyes and explained: "That's the black market price, those black market military factories outside are easy to use, but they can't make bullets in large quantities, and the most expensive sniper rifle bullets are only $2 a shot, which can hit planes and armored vehicles." ”

Wang Zhe nodded: "Understood, then I'll buy fifty boxes." ”

Mo Yunde was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "What are you doing here?" Training or fighting? ”

"Training, when the time comes, you will have to buy bullets, and you will have to wait for seven days, and you will be in trouble."

Mo Yunde shook his head helplessly, calculated with his skills, and muttered to himself: "A box of 1,500 rounds, each is 1.2 yuan, and 50 boxes are 75,000 rounds of ammunition, multiplied by 1.2, a total of 90,000 Huaxia coins." ”

Although Mo Yunde didn't speak loudly, the distance between the two people was relatively close, and he listened sincerely, and nodded: "Then 50 boxes, and what about the bullets for the pistol?" ”

Pointing to the information, Mo Yunde said: "These three pistols are all foreign, some are old, some are new, and the bullets are more expensive, with an average of three yuan each." ”

"Why not use domestic pistols? I remember what kind of 54,64 pistol was made in China? This Type 97 assault rifle is domestic, right? ”

Mo Yunde said bluntly: "Domestic pistols can't be used, 54, 64, even the newer ones are difficult to use, so the old man gave you some foreign gun models, easy to use, easy to use." ”

"Okay, you don't need so many bullets for a pistol, and a box is 1,500 rounds, right?"

"Hmm."

"Then ...... 20 boxes. ”

"......" Mo Yunde calculated for a few seconds and laughed: "It's still 90,000, some gun oil or something will be equipped for you, a total of 180,000, and when the time comes to deliver it to you, the money will be directly transferred to the card." ”

Wang Zhe nodded, asked Mo Yunde for a black pen, wrote some fill-in-the-blanks, and handed the information to Mo Yunde: "Brother Mo, does it take seven days at the earliest?" Can you hurry up? ”