Tieli is a county-level city, belonging to Yichun, located in the northeast of Binjiang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe county seat is not big or small, and there are only a few streets horizontally and vertically. When Ding Dakan drove out of Qibei, it was already dark, and he drove down for nearly 500 kilometers, and it was almost midnight when Tieli was in the middle of the night. When he arrived at the place, he couldn't do anything, so Ding Dakan directly found a guest house and opened two rooms to live and rest.

Ding Dakan slept very deeply this night, and when he woke up, he was almost on the third pole. After washing, Ding Dakan came out to take a look, and the door of Dasha and Mengzi next door was still tightly closed. Ding Dakan knocked on the door, and when he entered the house, he saw that Dasha and Mengzi both had a pair of panda eyes.

"You two didn't sleep, did you? Or do you have a penchant for pretending to be a national treasure? ”

Mengzi pouted and complained: "This calf thing has been snoring for half a night, and I have slept for less than an hour." ”

Not to be outdone, Dasha sneered: "Hello! You couldn't sleep and put me up, and then you snored for half the night, didn't I fall asleep either? ”

Ding Da is happy, these two living treasures are really the eldest brother, let alone the second brother.

Mengzi's force value is obviously not enough to do Dasha, and he looked at Ding Dakan and said complainingly: "Big brother, I won't be in the same room with Dasha tonight." Don't you have a bed in that room? ”

"Don't even think about it, I don't want to be sleepless all night. Come on, go out with me to run errands first, and then you two will catch up on sleep when you're done. ”

The guest house is in average condition, but breakfast is provided for accommodation. The servants didn't look for another place, so they had breakfast in the small cafeteria of the guest house. Breakfast is very simple, steamed buns, flower rolls, millet porridge, one egg per person, pickled radish, cucumber and other small pickles.

This free breakfast made the owner of the store tremble, watching Dasha kill half a pot of porridge, six flower rolls, an egg, and a large plate of pickles by himself. Ding Dakan pondered that no social brother is willing to ask for this product, he is still able to eat it if he has a bad brain, and the social brother with a thin family background can make people poor just by drinking porridge.

Looking at Dasha, who finally put down his chopsticks, Ding Dakan began to wonder if he should go back and find a hotel with a slightly higher price, but which can manage three meals a day.

According to information provided by Yu Shan, Huang Desheng's family lives in Fuxing Village, 12 kilometers away from Tieli, which is a small village near the southern foot of the Xiaoxing'an Mountains. Ding Dakan didn't check out, led the two goods and drove all the way to inquire, and went out of the city to the provincial road. After driving out on the provincial road for about ten kilometers, I turned to a dirt road. Not far further on, Ding Dakan saw the village with smoke curling.

In recent years, Sensei said that Buick, there were cars passing by and it was quite eye-catching, Ding Dakan was afraid of startling the grass, so he simply parked the car on the edge of the plantation forest on the side of the road. Leaving Dasha to watch the car, he led the fierce son who was full of Northeast dialect and walked into the village.

Looking at it from a distance, there are dozens of households in this village, and there are supply and marketing cooperatives with historical characteristics in the village, as well as a grocery store opened by an individual. When passing by the mottled white wall of the supply and marketing cooperative, Ding Dakan almost burst into joy when he looked at the slogan above: 'One person is born and the whole village is ligated'.

Just after the supply and marketing cooperative, the big horn poked on the telephone pole sounded, and the village party secretary Ula Ula said a lot, inside and out. The autumn harvest has been swept away, and every household has collected grain, and this grain must be sold to the state in full, and it cannot be sold to grain dealers at a cheap price.

In these years, it is by no means a good livelihood to dig in the soil, and it is poor industrial scissors, and it distorts supply and demand. It is also the fertile land in the northeast, and it is not even enough to eat in the remote mountainous areas. It was only later that industry fed back agriculture and the peasants became truly rich, and not only did they not pay taxes for farming, but the state also gave subsidies.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the grocery store, Ding Dakan whispered a few words to Mengzi, and then stood on the side of the road and waited. Mengzi staggered into the grocery store, took out ten yuan and slapped it on the counter: "Come to the box of stone forest!" ”

The shopkeeper is an aunt, knocking melon seeds, while throwing a pack of cigarettes to Mengzi, slowly making change. Mengzi dismantled the cigarette and asked, "Ask, where does Huang Desheng's family live?" ”

The aunt glanced at Mengzi in disgust and said, "The fourth house at the entrance of the village, the one with the most broken house is." ”

The fierce man turned his head with a cigarette in his mouth and left. came out and told him the news he had heard, and Ding Dakan walked back again. When I arrived at the fourth house at the entrance of the village, I took a look inside...... Clear! The house is broken, and the east wall is still supported by root logs, and if the logs are removed, they will fall apart. The door was closed, and the courtyard door made of firewood was opened, and it was estimated that the owner was not afraid of someone entering the yard to steal things.

Except for a pile of firewood, there were no chickens, ducks or dogs in the yard. Ding Dakan wondered, this family is so poor, can Huang Desheng be a robber?

Ding Dakan couldn't get his idea, so he simply asked Mengzi to inquire about Huang Desheng again. Mengzi turned around, and according to Ding Dakan's nonsense, he scattered another pack of cigarettes, but he gained a little.

In general, Huang Desheng is a bastard. Eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, this guy takes it all. The few acres of land allocated by the family are all managed by his daughter-in-law, and Huang Desheng ran to the city when he had nothing to do. Either get drunk or simply stay in the shampoo. A while ago, the two quarreled, and Huang Desheng made a mistake and beat his daughter-in-law so much that he couldn't get into the pit. His daughter-in-law was a little able to move, so she simply took the child back to her mother's house in the neighboring village. Huang Desheng ran to the city yesterday afternoon, and he hasn't come back yet.

The information fed back by Mengzi is very miscellaneous, and all in all, Huang Desheng is not a good thing. Ding Dakan listened straight to his teeth, and all he heard about was Huang Desheng's character, what kind of ability this person had, and his whereabouts when the robbery occurred, he didn't inquire about it. It's not appropriate to let Mengzi inquire again, Ding Dakan pondered, anyway, Huang Desheng is a bastard, so let's just take it first.

Seeing that the time was almost ten o'clock, and I didn't know when Huang Desheng would come back, Ding Dakan thought that it would be better to come back at night, so he led the fierce son back.

After getting into the car, Ding Dakan turned around on the dirt road and walked back. After walking a short distance, I saw a man carrying a bag of things towards the village. Ding Dakan glanced at the face when he looked at it, and then felt that this person was familiar. Stopping the car, Ding Dakan took out a printed black and white photo from the co-pilot's handbuckle and looked at it, and said, "Is the person who passed by just now quite similar to this photo?" ”

Mengzi looked at it and said, "It's a bit like that!" ”

Ding Da was happy: "The road is narrow, let's go back and put the girl down!" ”

Buick Century turned around again, Ding Dakan controlled the speed of the car to approach a little bit, stepped on the accelerator in front of him, and when he was wrong, he opened the door and knocked the man to the ground with a bang.

There was no need for Ding Dakan to command, Da Chun in the back seat jumped down without waiting for the car to stop, and kicked the man out of breath with one kick. Ding Dakan jumped out of the car, ran over in three or two steps and pulled Dasha aside, went up and twisted his arm, put his knee on the back of the man's heart, and asked sharply: "What's your name?" ”

The man snorted and didn't speak.

"Speak, what's your name?"

"Huang ...... Huang Deliang. ”

Ding Dakan twisted hard, and the man snorted again: "It's not good to make up nonsense, what Huang Deliang?" Your name is Huang Desheng! ”

The man was about to cry in pain: "Let it go...... My name is Huang Deliang...... Huang Desheng is my younger brother. ”

Ding Dakan blinked, turned the man's face and looked, at first glance it looks quite similar, but after a closer look, it is still a little different from the photo?

Later, Mengzi took the printed black and white photos and compared them back and forth for a long time, and said, "Big brother, it seems to be wrong." ”

"Shut up, I've got eyes." Ding Dakan still held down the man and asked, "What about your brother Huang Desheng?" Where is he? ”

"I don't know, I went to visit my relatives the day before yesterday, where do I know?"

I don't know? It's not going to be easy. If you catch the wrong person, it's a trouble to keep it, and it's easy to leak the news if you put it.

Ding Dakan pondered, Huang Deliang turned his head and asked, "What do you mean?" If you want to fix my brother, you will fix it, don't fix me. ”

Ding Dakan smiled and said, "I'm sorry, who made you look so similar to your brother?" He turned his head and said to the two goods behind him: "Find something to tie up for him, when to catch Huang Desheng and when to let him go." ”

Mengzi and Da Chun were very obedient, one covered his mouth, and the other found a rope and tied people into zongzi. Ding Dakan leaned on the side of the car depressedly, took a cigarette in his mouth, and never lit a lighter in his hand.

At this time, the sound of bicycles was heard in the distance. When the cyclist saw that this head was tying up people, he stopped at once, and looked this way in disbelief.

Ding Dakan squinted, looked at the person dozens of meters away, and shouted: "Huang Desheng? ”

The man was stunned, dropped his bicycle and turned around and went into the woods!

"Groove!" Ding Dakan chased after him when he lost his cigarette, and the fierce man behind him was still asking: "Big brother, what's wrong with this kid?" ”

"Gagged and threw the trunk!"

The two of them were also obedient, and they found a rag to wipe the car and stuffed it in their mouths, and stuffed Huang Deliang into the trunk. Then the two of them riveted and chased after each other.

Huang Desheng was in front, Ding Dakan was dozens of meters behind, and Dasha and Mengzi were two hundred meters away. Ding Dakan chased very quickly, but the target drilled into the forest, and there was no way to run at full speed in the woodland, so he always maintained a distance of about 50 meters from the target.

Running out a few hundred meters, the figure in front of him went up the mountain. This guy also lacks morality, doesn't take small paths, and picks places where there is no road and is not easy to walk. Ding Dakan hung behind him not far away, and chased after him for a while, when he heard a miserable scream from behind. Looking back, he sat on the ground and rolled on the ground with his feet covered by his feet, and he didn't know if he had broken his feet.

Dasha shouted at the top of his voice: "Big brother, there are clips in the woods!" ”

Ding Dakan immediately didn't dare to chase, he had seen the power of the beast trap, the bite force was strong, and it could directly clip off people's legs. Walking through the forest with one foot deep and one foot shallow, Ding Dakan had to pay attention to the route of the target's escape while keeping an eye on his feet, and the distance between the two was not only not narrowing, but getting farther and farther. (To be continued.) )