Huang Shi played with the M9 pistol for a while, and as Shi Wenbo said two days ago, opened its safety pin, then pressed the magazine buckle, and after untying the magazine, he pulled the sleeve to confirm that there was no bullet in the chamber, and then removed the sleeve.

Then the right hand holds the gun again, the left hand pulls down the retainer on the trigger so that the retainer protrudes above the left side of the trigger frame slot, so that it does not bounce back, and then the left hand pulls the sleeve backwards to position, and lifts the tail of the sleeve upwards so that it is separated from the guide groove of the sleeve seat, so that the sleeve is removed forward, and then the reentry spring is removed from the barrel.

Yellowstone had removed the pistol grip handguard, which he had rinsed with water two days earlier. Now he has to use a brush to clean the bullet and ammunition residue in the barrel, which was left after the killer fired two shots, and when he was on Dongluo Island two days ago, he didn't have these cleaning tools, so he could only wipe the shell and guard with water.

Fortunately, last night, although the three of them walked to Mandibao, they found that the time was not particularly late, and there was a gun shop in the city that had not closed its door, so they bought these tools from it and came back.

Using a clean rag, Huang Shi wiped and wiped the barrel and other parts until these things looked black and shiny, then applied them another layer of gun oil, and then wiped them with a cloth, and then put them together again in the order they had just been.

With this gun in his hand, Huangshi can consider supplying his original "big black star", this time it can be regarded as a great achievement, and the 6 bullets are all on the two killers, which is also a miracle.

"Ugh." Huang Shi sighed, although he said that he was fighting back in self-defense this time, it was also the first time he really killed someone with his own hands, and it was not very comfortable to think about. In the past, when I attacked Jiangjiazhuang, although I also killed people afterwards, it was not my own hand after all, it was a bit of a gentleman's cooking, but this time it was not the case.

"Isn't it too hypocritical?" Huang Shi lay on the bed and tossed and turned but couldn't sleep, couldn't help but smile bitterly, things have passed for several days, and he didn't think about it, maybe he was busy at that time, so he didn't have time to think about it. It's just that I'm idle today, and when I see this M9 again, I feel emotional, and I think of this thing, and the unwilling eyes of those two people can't help but appear in front of me.

It turns out that accidental murder is really terrifying, whether it is unconscious or subconsciously unwilling to admit it. It's just that some people who are rational or have good psychological quality will choose to destroy the corpse, either absconding, turning themselves in, or pretending that nothing has happened. But most of them will regret it in their hearts, whether it is regret or fear, they will also think of the face and eyes of the dead person.

This is not like those who kill people with revenge, or those who are perverted in their hearts, they kill people just to feel good, they have a comfortable feeling, or the pleasure of revenge, or killing people from above is like strangling ants, their mentality has long been distorted. Maybe in their hearts, killing people is as ordinary as eating and drinking, and there is a perverted feeling of controlling the life and death of others, and they will not be as uncomfortable and uncomfortable as themselves.

Thinking about it, Huang Shi finally couldn't resist the mental fatigue and fell asleep unconsciously.

……

As soon as Bai Xiaohei entered the door, he saw Huang Shi with a pair of panda eyes, so he asked, "Brother Huang, didn't you rest yesterday?" ”

"It's nothing, it's nothing, by the way, what about the old history." Huang Shi waved his hand, seeing why Shi Wenbo didn't appear.

"Brother Huang, Brother Shi, he's waiting below."

Huang Shi felt a little strange, as if after this happened, Shi Wenbo became silent, but Bai Xiaohei became more active, maybe these are all sequelae, so he said, "Oh, then let's go." ”

Before they went out, Bai Xiaohei walked quickly to the door and stood sideways.

"Xiao Hei, what are you doing here?"

"Brother Huang, you go first." Bai Xiaohei didn't know what Lu Dao was, it was just a subconscious feeling.

Because the two of them are also more familiar, Huang Shi didn't push and nodded, "Okay, then let's talk while we go." ”

After Bai Xiaohei closed the door for Huangshi, the two of them walked to the parking lot one after the other, Bai Xiaohei changed back to his previous dress today, wearing a long black coat and a light blue scarf, but unfortunately there was no black top hat on his head, otherwise he would be a "triad boss" style.

He also heard Bai Xiaohei himself say that in Canada, the upper and lower levels of the underworld are very high-profile, with tattoos and tattoos on their bodies, and they usually wear black clothes and sunglasses. Moreover, the high-level members of the underworld are all from the bottom, and they all have tattoos, and they are all registered in the police station. There are almost only two jobs, drug dealing and organizing prostitution.

Compared with this, China is really different, China only has underworld organizations, and their top leaders are often very low-key, among them are deputies to the National People's Congress, members of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, entrepreneurs, philanthropists and other legal and glamorous clothes, such as Liu Han, the richest man in Sichuan, who was recently exposed, is such a person. However, their bottom is very high-profile, they have scars and tattoos, and most of them are released from prison, or some unmotivated young people.

"Blackie, where are we going today?" Huang Shi turned his head and asked Bai Xiaohei, they had agreed last night that they were going to transfer the batch of cigarettes from Dongluo Island today, so they needed a warehouse to store hundreds of boxes of goods.

Seeing Huang Shi ask this, Bai Xiaohei immediately replied with a smile, "Brother Huang, the warehouse is ready, it's on my territory." ”

"Oh, you're fast." Huang Shi was a little surprised, he only said something good last night, and he was ready so soon in the morning.

"Brother Huang, that's right, that warehouse was originally going to be used to put these things, and I thought it would be cleaned up a few days later. But after you gave the order yesterday, I arranged for the people below to clean it out overnight, and now I have just the right place to store those cigarettes. ”

"Oh, that's good."

In the rearview mirror, Shi Wenbo saw Bai Xiaohei and them coming out of the hotel, so he pulled the car door and got out of the car to say hello.

"Morning, old history." Huang Shi raised his hand in response, he still had a red boxing glove on his right hand, this pair of gloves was thrown out by him to smash the killer, and he picked it up for him last night, and it was not damaged. Huang Shi was naturally very happy that the red gloves that had saved him were recovered, so he decided to take it with him when he went out, which was a real lucky charm.

……

As the car drove all the way, Huang Shi sat in the back seat and listened to Bai Xiaohei explain the history of Vancouver's Chinatown, because his territory was in Chinatown.

"Brother Huang, before the rise of Toronto in the 70s, Vancouver was always the city with the largest number of Chinese and the largest number of communities in Canada. Vancouver's Chinatown is also one of the most famous Chinatowns in the world. ”

"Oh, where did they come from?"

"The earliest time was in the mid-19th century, when we Chinese first went to California to pan for gold, and then went north to Alaska, and some stayed in Canada, and since then we have settled here."

"That's almost 200 years." Huang Shi thought about it for a while, it was almost after the Sino-British Opium War, and at that time, many Chinese were sold piglets to the territory of the Americans.

"Yes, those Chinese have taken root here, and they have a history of more than 100 years now, and they have been born and raised for several generations."

"How big is your Chinatown?" Huang Shi heard him say that this is one of the most famous Chinatowns in the world, and he wanted to ask about the scale.

Bai Xiaohei replied while driving, "Brother Huang, our Chinatown is in the eastern part of the downtown area of Wenzhou, with East Binder Street as the center, East Hurstin Street in the north, and Georgia East Street in the south, accounting for a total of six blocks, its scale is second only to the Chinatown of San Francisco in the United States, ranking second in North America, and now there are about 50,000 Chinese living here for many years. ”

Huang Shi didn't know where East Binde Street and Georgia East Street were going, but when he heard that there were as many as 50,000 people in this Chinese district, which was equivalent to the population of a small county in China back then, the image in his mind was suddenly enriched.

Listening to Bai Xiaohei's introduction, "Brother Huang, when you go down to Pande Street, you will feel different from the landscape in other parts of Wenshi, the shop signs in the streets in that area are all written in Chinese characters, and there are also Chinese famous and special products for sale, and the people who enter and exit are basically Chinese, and the Guangzhou vernacular is common here." However, in recent years, there has been an increase in the number of new immigrants from all over our country, and the number of Mandarin speakers has also increased. ”

"Also, this Chinatown is located in the heart of the city, and now in addition to our domestic tourists, tourists from many other countries come to visit. During the Chinese New Year, our local Chinese will also hold celebrations and flower markets, as well as martial arts and kung fu performances. By the way, Brother Huang, we have a 'Millennium Gate' in Chinatown, which is now a landmark in Vancouver's Chinatown, so I have time to take a picture of you. ”

It was not a long way from Burnaby, where Yellowstone lived, to Chinatown in Vancouver, and the three of them talked and laughed and drove to the place quickly.

"Is this the Millennium Gate?" Huangshi looked at the big archway standing at the intersection of the street, this kind of stone pillar and yellow tile archway actually has no characteristics, Huangshi can not see the special left and right, because there are too many archways of this style in China.

"Yes, Brother Huang, what do you think?"

"Ah, yes, it's pretty good." Although Huang Shi felt that it was nothing, Bai Xiaohei, as the landlord, asked, and he could only call and respond.