Volume I Volume I - Chapter 85

Zhao Ru looked at Xu Jicheng and then at Feng Yuan, then nodded, got up and went back.

Waiting until the two of them were left, Xu Jicheng said: "We only need to cut the oil pipe next to the fuel tank and let all the oil leak out, so they can't drive, how about it?" There are three cars, you can choose one. ”

Feng Yuandao: "Then I'll go get a big truck." ”

Xu Jicheng patted Feng Yuan's shoulder, "Good boy." ”

The two cars were parked close to each other, and Feng Yuan chose a large truck that was far away, which undoubtedly saved them time and Xu Jicheng's strength.

Feng Yuan nodded, "Without further ado, let's start acting." ”

Xu Jicheng agreed, and they first looked carefully twice, and after making sure that there was no one, they quickly slipped out from behind the thatched pile.

Feng Yuan turned around, walked quickly along the wall, and walked directly to the front of the truck.

He immediately fell prone to the ground and climbed under the car.

Without light, Feng Yuan could only sense the position of the oil pipe by his own senses.

This will Feng Yuan really want to give himself a thumbs up, although he has not officially learned to drive, but he has already studied the structure of various models on the Internet, and he has a good memory, it is really not a problem to find a tubing.

It's really not good, you can still rely on smelling! Follow the direction of the strong smell of gasoline, and you must be right.

Feng Yuan stopped crawling, that's right, this is it.

Feng Yuan reached out and touched the top of his head, and what he touched in his hand was a hose.

Feng Yuan took out a key from his trouser pocket, and without scissors, he could only use a small fruit knife.

The tip of the knife was plunged into the hose, and then it slid down the edge of the blade, only to hear a 'clang', and the tubing cracked a ten-centimeter-long opening.

A strong smell of gasoline came to his nose, which was like a mixture of alcohol and paint, and Feng Yuan felt dizzy.

Ah! No, no, let's get out of here.

The gasoline dripping on the ground formed a puddle of oil stains and spread out on the ground.

Feng Yuan hurriedly crawled backwards to avoid gasoline getting on his clothes, the smell was really not good at all.

On the way back, Feng Yuan didn't forget to sort out his future plan, it was time to put the matter of learning to drive on the agenda.

Climbing out of the car, Feng Yuan returned to the thatched pile the same way, and Xu Jicheng had not yet returned.

Feng Yuan was a little worried, not knowing what was going on over there.

Although Xu Jicheng is young and lacks experience in solving cases, it is inevitable that mistakes will occur, but after all, he has been in the police academy for four years, plus a year of police career, and it is relatively simple for him to break the oil pipe of the car.

Xu Jicheng is not like Feng Yuan, he is in charge of two cars, the structure is very familiar, and even how to destroy it, Xu Jicheng is familiar with the road, and he has done this before.

Soon, Xu Jicheng got one car and climbed to another.

Just when Xu Jicheng got two cars and wanted to climb out, someone came out.

"Ah, I'm finally leaving this hellish place." A male voice sounded, and Xu Jicheng stopped crawling out with his hands and feet.

Ling Yi's male voice responded: "Don't be happy too early, didn't you listen to Sister Chun?" The police already know. ”

Two people, Xu Jicheng lay under the car and thought.

"What are you afraid of? We're going to leave! After we left here and went to the southwest thousands of kilometers away, we will process this batch of goods and see where the police will arrest Lao Tzu. ”

The man looked young, dyed yellow hair, wearing a black hip-hop suit, looking closely, he could still detect a taste of fashion, he didn't seem to be afraid, and spit on the ground as he spoke, showing that he was fearless.

Another male voice said, "I hope so." ”

This voice sounds much calmer, and the owner of this voice is a fat man of about thirty, and it is really stable.

"Hey, don't be so unhappy, you want to be happy, when this batch of goods comes out, Lao Tzu will be rich again! Haha......"

Xu Jicheng was lying under the car, listening to the sound of the two people talking closer and closer, he could already see that the other party's feet were within five meters, Xu Jicheng calculated the time, as long as it was less than five seconds, they would come to the car.

Feng Yuan, who witnessed everything behind the thatched pile, also sweated for Xu Jicheng, so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

Xu Jicheng curled up, trying to keep his body completely under the wheels, not exposed, he looked at the two people who were already by the car door, took a deep breath gently, and then held his breath tightly without making any sound.

The night in the village is very quiet, and the slightest breath can betray you.

The yellow-haired man got into the driver's seat and started the car.

The man inserted the key in and turned it twice, "Huh! Why can't I get a car? ”

Xu Jicheng lay under the car, and complained in his heart, Lao Tzu cut all your oil pipes, you don't even have oil, how can you start?

The fat man said, "No, you can try again." ”

The man tried, "Still won't work." ”

"If it doesn't work, forget it, don't waste time, drive another car, it's a big deal, everyone will be crowded in a while."

The yellow-haired man got out of the car, turned around and walked to another car, and suddenly stopped halfway through, feeling that something was wrong.

"Hey! Do you smell a lot of gasoline? ”

The fat man sniffed carefully, "It seems to be." ”

The fat man looked directly at the ground, and the underside of each car was bright and clear, and under the faint light, it glowed with a strange sheen.

"Oh no, there's an oil leak." The fat man said, "Someone broke our gas tank." ”

Huang Mao was a little unconvinced, he ran to the other two cars, started the car, and confirmed that it could not be started, so he gave up.

"At this time, the car was wrecked." Huang Mao touched his chin and pondered, then turned his head to the fat man and said, "You go and check the bottom of the car to see if there are any Tibetans?" ”

The fat man said, "Damn, you're so thin, isn't it a matter of minutes to climb in, why don't you go?" Why did you let me come? ”

Huang Mao smiled and flattered: "Isn't it that you are a master of art and bold!" I'm instigated, I don't dare to look at it. ”

"Alright, alright." The fat man slapped the yellow hair, almost slapping the other party to the ground, "I'll go, I'll go." ”

As he spoke, he was about to bend down to look under the car.

Feng Yuan was so nervous behind the thatched pile that he was holding his breath all the time, and he almost couldn't breathe.

Xu Jicheng listened to the conversation between the two outside, and felt that the fat man's waist was bending little by little, it seemed that he didn't plan to lie on the ground and watch, as long as he could determine whether there was anyone underneath.

What to do!

As long as the other party's head is lowered a little more, he can see his whole picture.

Xu Jicheng bowed his body, like a kitten that had been fried and was ready to attack at any time, waiting for his prey to take the bait.