Chapter 1 Today is a Good Day
"Li Rui, let's talk about it, what is the reason this time?"
The middle-aged policeman with a wrinkled face sat on a metal stool in the corridor of the police station, and his tone was more helpless.
There was a young man who looked like a student sitting next to him, he looked like he should be eighteen or nineteen years old, his face could be said to be very delicate, and he belonged to a somewhat feminine type, but for some reason, if he stared carefully for a while, he would always feel a little sharp between his eyebrows.
"Those things are dangerous, and if they don't handle them properly, they can be murderous blades."
The young man named Li Rui looked calm.
The police nodded unconsciously: "So as before, this time it's also to eliminate the danger in advance?" β
"That's right, Uncle Wang, I've always thought that instead of waiting for bad things to happen, it's better to take the initiative and let them not happen, you know, I'm unlucky, and I will always encounter the worst."
"Then you can't sneak into the senior activity center in the middle of the night and unload all the twelve electric fans inside! Don't talk back, the surveillance is clear! β
Officer Wang put his hand on his forehead, looking very headache, "It's June, and those old men and old ladies playing mahjong are so hot that they stick out their tongues." β
Li Rui was a little ashamed: "Don't worry, Uncle Wang, next time I will dismantle the monitoring first." β
"That's pretty much it...... Bah! β
Officer Wang sighed and said earnestly: "Xiaorui, you can be regarded as something I grew up watching, what kind of unlucky physique you are talking about, it has no scientific basis at all." β
"Ran a red light and hit my mud truck last week?"
"The driver is drunk and driving, and he has been arrested."
"Last week, three billboards fell from the upper floors in a row like they were aimed at me?"
"The faΓ§ade is loose, that building is more than 30 years old, normal."
"Last week's ......"
"Enough is enough."
Officer Wang said, "You have to buy another bottle of Coke in the end, right?" β
"Hey, hey."
Li Rui scratched his head, "This is a fact. β
"Okay, I'll say it again, if there is something in the future, you can come to me directly, don't mess around by yourself, how dangerous it is."
"I know Uncle Wang."
Li Rui knew that it was impossible to discuss this matter and produce a result, so he could only deal with it.
"It's still too late, I have classes in the afternoon, hurry back to school."
Officer Wang waved his hand, this kind of thing is very accustomed to him, and the neighbors know that this is an orphan, so no matter what trouble he causes, at most he just comes to complain, and then let the community police criticize and educate.
However, it is of no avail.
For a long time, Li Rui can be described as "guilty of many crimes", just last month: climbed the wall to the third floor to dismantle the glass windows of the neighbor's house twice; Pull out the valve core of the community doorman's bicycle once; Use the lasso to steal the downstairs flower pot once, and fan the stray dog bean bag twice.
And that's just the case of being discovered, to use an idiom: the tip of the iceberg.
The neighbors in the community can only say that they love and hate Li Rui, because this young man is usually kind to others, enthusiastic and cheerful, with a sweet mouth, and a strange spirit, the only problem is that he likes to engage in these pranks, so everyone can't hate him.
However, there are some details that everyone overlooks about these little pranks.
When the neighbor on the third floor asked someone to reinstall the window for the second time, the master found a deformed slide rail by the way; When the doorman pushed the bicycle to the shop at the door to install the valve core, it was found that the brakes had a precursor to failure; After the downstairs neighbor wanted to return the flower pot, he put it on the balcony floor instead of the windowsill.
Stray dog bean bun ..... It couldn't speak, and no one knew what was going on.
Li Rui was very sure that he was not lying, he really had an unlucky physique.
If left untreated, the disrepaired glass windows and flower pots on the windowsill would most likely fall on his head, and the malfunctioning bicycle would likely crash into him, setting off a chain reaction. Of course, neighbors and doormen will also suffer.
The reason why he was able to solve these problems in advance was because he realized an ability in the struggle with the mold constitution for many years.
Murderous intent perception.
When he sees something that could threaten him, his intuition warns him in advance.
Whenever it happens, he strikes until that instinct is gone.
However, his ability is limited, if it is really a mud truck, even if he has a hunch, he will not be able to kill the driver first, so he can only dodge by himself.
"Uncle Wang, then I'm leaving."
Li Rui stood up and walked to the door of the police station familiarly.
Officer Wang stopped him: "Wait, what's wrong with your hand?" β
The old policeman grabbed him by the arm, and saw a vertical bruise on the back of his hand.
"I don't know, it suddenly came out of nowhere the day before yesterday, maybe it was touched while playing."
Officer Wang looked at him suspiciously, but he only saw sincerity in that look, so he nodded and did not pursue it, he knew that although this kid was not in tune, he would never get involved in any group fights or anything like that.
After Li Rui left, a man in a suit and leather shoes leaned over from the end of the corridor.
When Officer Wang saw the comer, he stood up suddenly, looking a little restrained: "Leader, wait a minute, the director said that he would invite you to have a light meal after he finished the meeting." β
"No need, I'm sorry for your trouble."
The man in the suit was very polite, shook hands with him, and then walked out of the police station, came to the side of the street, facing the road where cars were coming, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then suddenly opened his eyes and turned to the right-hand side, which was the direction in which Li Rui left.
As he walked over quickly, he rolled up his sleeve and took a look, only to see that there was also a "bruise" on his forearm, the shape of which formed a clear number.
15γ
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The classes in the university were relatively relaxed, and in the afternoon it was an elective course to make up credits, so Li Rui found an opportunity to slip away and return to the empty home after the roll call.
He had become accustomed to living alone, and the double gank of life and mildew's physique allowed him to learn to be self-reliant very early.
Goo-goo-goo.
The baby cabbage and tofu soup in the pot is bubbling.
It's one of his favorite dishes, not because of the taste, but because it's both protein and vitamins, and it's cheap.
As an orphan, he did not live a wealthy life, which is why the neighbors and the police were so tolerant of him.
Of course, there is no need to deliberately sell miserably, with the house and inheritance left by his parents, Li Rui lived healthily until he was nineteen years old, and now he is in the second semester of his freshman year, and he will have a summer vacation immediately, and he still has more than 30,000 yuan in savings.
Smack.
Turning the button of the gas stove back to the original point, Li Rui directly returned to the dining table with a small iron pot for one person, and took out the rice from the rice cooker, ready to sweep away the delicious meal, when suddenly, the doorbell rang.
"Who?"
"Open the door and check the gas meter."
"Okay, wait a minute."
Li Rui put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen, picked up the machete used to chop bones, rubbed the sharpening stick on both sides of the blade, and then hummed "Today is a good day" and approached the security door.
It is simply impossible for a gas company to check the gas meter during off-hours.
Moreover, there was a killing intent outside the door.