Comrade Liao Shuangding is undoubtedly a person with an undetermined will. He did not have a trace of the fearless revolutionary spirit in his body, but the corruption and cowardice of the lumpenproletarians were vividly displayed.

When the chicken crossed the river, he confessed to the underwater passage and the burning of the building in the middle of the night.

Later, when he fired a shot at himself, in order not to become Liao Wuding, Liao Shuangding quickly confessed to the mastermind behind the command of him: turn his head into the old man.

After adding a hidden program of "hand-cranked electric iron pestle attacking chrysanthemums", and found that there was really nothing to hide from this product, Liu Wang called it a day. In the early morning of the next day, he asked to see Xiong Dao for the first time and reported the changes of last night.

"Tell me your judgment." Xiong Dao brushed his teeth while motioning for Liu Wang to continue.

"Liao Shuangding is not an ordinary theft, but a special person who came to set fires. Judging from this point, I estimate that he was sent by the third master of Wu. ”

"Is there any evidence?"

"Not at the moment. The order to Liao Shuangding was the thief's old turn, and he didn't mention Wu San's matter. ”

"It's human nature to burn the trestle and think about burning the house and coming back." Xiong Dao smacked his lips: "I also tend to be the third master who makes it bad." ”

"Well, you'd better ask the old crutch who gave the order, after all, we still have to talk about evidence; Don't wronged a good person, but don't let a bad person go. ”

"Yes, my subordinates will do it."

"Well, bring more people, there are a lot of thieves in that gang."

Outside the county seat, by the North River, Yue Wang Temple.

As the deputy general manager who sits on the ground to share the spoils, controls 100 thieves, and controls the theft business, Lao Guan is naturally cunning.

Recently, due to the increase in commerce and trade after the beginning of spring, Lao Guan set up his den in the Yuewang Temple next to the Beihe River: organizing people to steal foreign business travelers is the highlight of every spring, and robbing along the river and diving on the boat to steal are the usual tricks of thieves.

At noon, Liao Shuangding smiled miserably, held his cheeks, and came to the front of Yuewang Temple in a strange walking posture.

Yue Wang Temple is an abandoned temple, otherwise it would not have been chosen as a den of thieves. Here is backed by the North River, there are bamboo forests on both sides, and the front is a slope, which can not only see people coming from afar, but also retreat from the bamboo forest and the North River at any time, and the geographical location is still good.

Naturally, there will be people in front of the thief's den. So when the two idle thieves saw Liao Shuangding, they said hello to him - they didn't know Liao Shuangding's task yesterday, and this matter was privately confessed by Lao Gui.

After greeting him, the doorman asked by the way: "Brother Liao, these two are looking at each other?" ”

Yes, Liao Shuangding was followed by two smiling men in strong suits.

"I'm looking for a boss to talk about things." Liao Shuangding nodded slightly, and brought the two men into the temple. And just as everyone passed by, the two men took out the daggers in their sleeves and quickly inserted them into the doorman's jaw.

At the same moment, one of the men ignored the doorman who was still struggling in his hands, and bowed his head to the collar and said, "Clear!" ”

After a while, more than 30 men rushed up from far below the slope. Most of these people are peripheral operations members trained locally in Hangzhou and belong to the Hangzhou station. Ten per cent of their core elements are full-time field staff who have been to Headquarters for training.

Most of the operatives had short knives pinned to their waists and were armed with T-shaped crutches. In fact, in ordinary cold weapon fighting, the T-shaped crutch commonly used by the police in later generations is completely superior to those messy weapons.

Of course, the premise of this statement is to have professional training and hollow steel pipes.

These two conditions were hardly considered conditions in later generations, but they were different in the 17th century, when the total wealth of society was relatively scarce. Even the family soldiers under General Xungui usually have a drill every three days, and few forces can raise hundreds of men, and they can train hard every day.

In addition, such as the hollow steel pipe, which is both lethal and dexterous, was an artifact in the 17th century - although the thickness of the pipe is uneven, it is actually a souvenir of the steel mill's failure to tackle the seamless steel pipe, but it is still an artifact in this era.

After the team that came to the door divided a small number of people to guard the temple walls on both sides, the rest of the people shouted and rushed into the temple.

At the same time, on the north river at the back gate of Yuewang Temple, there were also two flat-bottomed boats on the left and right, on which were people with hooks and crossbows.

When the enemy rushed in, some of the thieves were dividing the spoils: last night's harvest needed to be counted in time and sorted in search of buyers.

While others who stayed up late were sleeping.

More than 20 elites rushed in and beat people when they saw them, but the more than 50 thieves in the poor temple did not react at all, and they were scattered and fled in all directions.

Having said that, these goods, which are accustomed to theft and looting, are certainly no match for elite personnel, even if they are on guard. Whether it is morale, equipment, or training, there is no comparison between loose ordinary people and paramilitary operatives.

So when Liu Wang, who was carrying a pistol, walked into the temple gate slowly, he was already chasing the remnants of the enemy inside.

There is not much blood on the ground, only a few brave people who draw their knives to resist will be ruthless, and most of the thieves are curled up there at the moment, holding their lower abdomen and the broken lonely crutches screaming.

It didn't take long for the intruders to take control. The people in the temple were all searched out and packed and thrown in front of the temple gate, and then seven or eight people who ran over the wall were also escorted in.

After that, he ran away from the back door of the river, which included the target of the operation: the head of the old man.

It is expected that the thief ran away. Such people have been on the run for almost their entire lives, and they cannot be expected to be as brave as the bandit leaders.

The old crutch, who had been escorted to the apse with his hands tied, was wet and covered in blood, apparently fished out of the river after being beaten by the oars. What is a little surprising is that Lao Guan is not the cunning old man with gloomy triangular eyes as everyone imagines, but a tall and fat, bald man, with a full face.

But that doesn't matter anymore. At this time, unless Lao Guan turns into Batman, no amount of horizontal meat is useless.

After being escorted in, when the originally inexplicable old crutch saw Liao Shuangding with a wry smile on his face, he immediately understood the source of today's disaster after many years of wandering in the rivers and lakes.

After figuring out the situation, Lao Guan first glanced at Liao Shuangding resentfully, and then he immediately opened his mouth and shouted: "But Master Xiong in person? There is a debtor who is wronged, and he is also entrusted by others, so he needs to complain about the villain. ”

"Hehe, it seems that you have an account in your heart." Liu Wang stood up from a bag of groceries in the corner of the hall at this time and walked over slowly: "There is a debtor and a debtor, well, which brother should you go to ask for a debt?" ”

"This" Lao Guan was stuck for a moment, and then he smiled and said: "Where can a little person like me know about this matter, just listen and drink and do errands, if you don't believe it, you can ask the owner of my family." ”

"Scare us with Deng Hu?" Liu Wang laughed: "Deng Hu is taking the job, we all know this, so don't worry, he can't run." ”

When Liu Wang said this, he stretched out his hand and patted the bald head of Lao Guan vigorously, and then went around to his ear and asked, "Isn't it strange that you are called Lao Gui, but you don't use crutches?" ”

As soon as Liu Wang's words fell, someone next to him had already knocked on Lao Liu's knee with a T-shaped crutch. After the "click" sound, it was the miserable snort of the old crutch, and he sat on the ground.

"You are at the right time now, and I am afraid that a crutch will be indispensable in the future." Liu Wang squatted down with a smile, stared at the old crutch covered in cold sweat and continued to ask, "What do you think of now?" ”

Lao Guan looked at the big man on his other knee who was eager to try, and couldn't help but feel distracted.

Knowing that he encountered a hard stubble today, Lao Guan couldn't help but regret it at the moment, he knew that he was afraid that one of his legs would not be able to be saved, although he didn't know Kong Yiji, but he had seen too many people with that crawling style, so he didn't want the other leg to be finished.

So Lao Guan remembered everything: "It was Wu Sanye by the river who spent money to ask the bank to do things, and the small ones just listened to the shouts of the Deng family, and it didn't matter about small things, and all the heroes spared their lives." ”

"That's right" Liu Wang clapped his hands and stood up from the ground: "It's your words." ”

After cleaning up the old crutches, Liu Wang first said a few words to the walkie-talkie, and then he patrolled in the Yuewang Temple.

Since Yuewang Temple is a den of thieves, there will definitely be no shortage of stolen goods. Not only are all kinds of miscellaneous goods piled up in the apse, but the dark compartment on the ground is also stuffed with the silver coins and jewels that Lao Guan has accumulated in the recent past.

After looking at the satin, cotton, paper, and raw silk wrapped in linen, Liu Wang couldn't help but shake his head: dark brown blood stains can still be clearly seen on some goods, and some of them have water stains, so the origin of these stolen goods can be imagined.

"Twenty people will be left, and the rest will go by boat." After estimating that the time was about the same, Liu Wang waved his hand and asked some people to go through the back door first.

After about half an hour, there was a commotion outside the mountain gate.

There was a large crowd of people who walked through the door. The leader is Cao Dianshi of the county government, followed by the head catcher and a cadre of the officials, and then followed by the apprentices and whites of the officials from all walks of life, the whole team is mighty, and there are more than 100 people.

Not long after the old man was done, after the pre-arranged master got the news, he swaggered into the county office and asked to see the county master with Xiong Dao's post.

It stands to reason that Xiong Dao's white-bodied post is useless, but now it is not as good as it was at the beginning, at least the county magistrate knows that Xiong can come up with a few gentry posts to see him at any time, not to mention the big guy behind him - Cao Chuan's post is used to see the governor, and the county order is not enough.

After meeting the county honor, regardless of whether the relevant people in the county government are willing or not, this is considered a formal report. Then the canon who was specifically responsible for the security of a county and the fast shift responsible for arresting the murderers had to be dispatched. Take a hundred plating on the latest chapter of "Luming Claw Book House" to read it for free for the first time.