Chapter 8 Do You Like This Gun?

"Here, this is a gift from a few of our comrades."

At the gate of the railway station, Yuan Lang took out a suitcase from the trunk of the off-road vehicle and handed it to Chen Ming.

"No, no, no, thank you, Captain. I can't take it. ”

Chen Ming was flattered, he borrowed Yuan Lang's money earlier, how embarrassed to accept this gift. I've been in Brigade A for three months, and I'm embarrassed to leave now, and Yuan Lang can't ask for this gift.

"A little bit of our souvenir is worthless. Give it to you and you will take it. ”

Yuan Lang said very sassily, and the accent of "local specialty" seemed to be a bit heavy.

"No, I don't." Chen Ming refused.

"It's an order. Take it! ”

Yuan Lang doesn't like ink, what's more, if Chen Ming doesn't take it, how can this big drama continue?

"Don't think about it so much, our old A is not unreasonable. You survived the training camp, you are a man, and everyone has their own ambitions. No matter where we go, we are all comrades-in-arms. ”

After Yuan Lang finished speaking, he patted Chen Ming's shoulder, threw the box on the ground, turned around and ran into the car.

"I still have something to do, hurry up. Stuff you bring well. ”

Yuan Lang's voice came from afar. It's just that what Chen Ming didn't know was that the off-road vehicle that seemed to be far away, after leaving Chen Ming's field of vision, turned around at a small intersection and entered a private house.

Chen Ming looked at the off-road vehicle that was missing, although he ate a mouthful of exhaust gas, his heart was warm.

He didn't expect that in addition to his parents, it was this "wicked" lieutenant colonel who had abused him to death.

The time to start is almost up, and there is no time to feel nostalgic, and Chen Ming himself is not an ink character.

Lifting the suitcase, it is a very ordinary silver-white suitcase. The weight is not heavy, but it is more than twenty or thirty pounds. But I didn't feel heavy at all, because it was full of heavy comradeship.

At least, that's what Chen Ming thinks now.

I walked into the station with my suitcase in my hand. At the railway station in this era, there is no ticket verification, but there are still security inspection machines, and this is also a must.

In front of Chen Ming was an old uncle with a girl about 18 years old. Seeing that the two of them were struggling to carry the snakeskin bag, Chen Ming stepped forward to help. By the way, put your luggage, one front bag and one suitcase on the conveyor belt of the security inspection machine.

"Thank you."

The girl whispered a little shy thanks. But the old man seems to be very talkative.

"Thank you, young man, oops, it's trouble for this girl to go to college to report. If she chooses one close to home, she doesn't listen. ”

Eh, uncle, are you pretending to be that?

Looking at the envious gazes of the people around him, Chen Ming was a little amused. Sure enough, it is like the wind, and it always accompanies me. Show off this thing, regardless of age, regardless of the world.

However, it can also be understood that in this era, a college student basically means this iron rice bowl. It's enough to make the people around you envious.

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. You trust her and will choose a profession that is beneficial to you and that you like. Children also have their own pursuits. ”

Chen Ming responded with a smile.

"Yo, this is also a cultural person. Hey, lad, where are you going? Let's see if you're on the way with our daughter? ”

When the old man heard Chen Ming's words, he was immediately happy.

"Yangcheng."

"Ouch, that's a coincidence. My daughter is also going to Yangcheng, so you will have a companion on the way. Take care of each other. ”

The old man said with a smile while carrying his luggage, and the girl was shyly tugging at the old man's sleeve on the side. At this time, the atmosphere is far from being as free and easy as ten years later?

It's just, why, my luggage hasn't come out yet? Chen Ming was a little puzzled, it stands to reason that the conveyor belt would not pass so slowly.

On the other side, when Chen Ming was chatting with the old man.

Security inspector Lu Ren, as usual, lazily looked at the security screen on the computer screen.

Working day after day, staring at these every day, although there are no big things, but small things are constant. There will be a few kitchen knives and other things at both ends in three days.

He yawned and was about to stretch. glanced at the screen, although our Lao Lu is a lazy person, but he has to have a professional attitude. It was at this glance that the mouth of the elder did not close.

It looks like a suitcase, which is normal. You see a lot of these boxes every day. But inside the box, that is? Gun it! Lao Lu looked at the outline drawing on that screen.

It seems to be the same as the one I saw on TV before, the one in the hands of the soldiers of our Hong Kong Garrison. And there are several of them and magazine-type items.

What to do? Waiting online, it's in a hurry.

Lao Lu's cold sweat came out in an instant. No, you can't mess around, you have to be calm. Lao Lu cheered himself up in his heart.

Secretly gave a colleague a look.

"Hello, sir. In your box, there is something that our security checker can't understand, it seems that some items overlap. Please wait and cooperate with us to do an unpacking inspection. Lao Lu stretched out his hand to signal.

"Me?"

Chen Ming pointed at himself suspiciously. After receiving an affirmative answer, lift the box.

"I'm sorry, old man, you two go first. I'll come later. ”

After saying hello to the old man, Chen Ming picked up the box and followed the security inspector Lao Lu into a small room.

"Hello, will I open the box for you now?"

Chen Ming said to Lao Lu with a smile.

"Don't wait, wait for my colleague to come. Well, you know, this thing is alone, no one is just. ”

Lao Lu hurriedly waved his hand, now there is only one of himself here, what if he sees that someone kills someone?

Chen Ming didn't know that his polite smile was definitely worse than the villain on TV in Lao Lu's eyes.

Chen Ming thinks about it, and it makes sense. Anyway, it won't be much time delayed.

It's just, why are the colleagues who came in two policemen?

"Hello, comrade. Please cooperate and unpack the suitcase for us to check. ”

Chen Ming nodded, not thinking much about it. Placing the box on the table, it was pushed in front of the two policemen.

The air, as if it had suddenly fallen silent for a moment.

The two policemen stared at Chen Ming directly, and Chen Ming also reacted at this time that something was not quite right.

"Who is Xiao Yuan Yuan?"

Xiao Yuan Yuan? Chen Ming was stunned. In Team A, it seems that there is only Yuan Lang surnamed Yuan, little Yuan Yuan, tsk tsk.

"It's our captain."

Chen Ming replied honestly. It's just that these words, to the ears of the police comrades, are not so serious.

The two officers looked at each other, confirmed? Confirmed!

"Come and see."

One of the officers turned the open box around, put his hand on the upturned lid, and if Chen Ming wanted to grab it, he could cover it as soon as possible to prevent Chen Ming from getting the weapon inside. Another officer pulled out the handcuffs on his body.

Chen Ming's gaze moved with the turn of the box..... Then the eyes widened instantly!

Inside the case is a conspicuous, sponge-pad-filled weapon.

There was also a note lying on it.

It reads:

Do you like this gun?

The signature is: Love your little Yuan Yuan