District 9

Inside the hotel.

After Qin Yu and the others sat down, Lao Mao ordered three plates of Chinese dishes, two meat dishes and one vegetarian dish, as well as a half-pound bottle of the cheapest liquor.

"No need to save money for me, just order two more dishes." Qin Yu said hypocritically.

"Forget it, you didn't get paid when you first came here, so that's enough." Although the old cat was a little stunned when he spoke, he obviously had a good heart. He rubbed his dry and cold palms, looked up at Qin Yu and asked, "I heard that you are waiting to come from the planning area?"

"Yeah." Qin Yu nodded.

"Isn't it easy over there?"

"It's not easy. This person is afraid of getting used to it," Qin Yu smiled: "Once you get used to it, it will be the same everywhere."

"Too."

"..."

The three of them are all young, so there is no generation gap when chatting. Moreover, Lao Mao and Qin Yu are cheerful people who love to joke, so they became familiar with each other as they chatted. During the conversation, Qin Yu discovered another detail, that is, Qi Lin was licking the old cat in terms of body movements and tone of voice. In short, his posture was very low.

After the food and drinks were served, Qin Yu raised his glass and said, "We are friends when we sit down. I am a newbie here. From now on, we will move around more and take care of each other."

"There's nothing to take care of. These days, you can eat meat everywhere if you can, but if you can't, it's useless for anyone to take care of you." After the old cat replied very honestly, he also raised his glass and bared his teeth and added: "But it's not too much. It's okay to move around, if you dare to fight Lao San and the others, we can be friends."

"Haha," Qin Yu smiled: "Done."

"Done."

"Done!"

The three of them raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

"Come on, pour some more." Qi Lin wiped his mouth, picked up the bottle and continued to pour wine for the old cat: "Brother, can you do what I told you last time?"

Old Mao rolled his eyes when he heard this, holding a small piece of beef with chopsticks in his right hand and jokingly said: "You are such a thief. Xiao Yu is treating me to a guest, and you are asking for help. How come you are so smart?"

Qi Lin was not embarrassed when he heard this. He just scratched his head and said, "Aren't I... money tight?"

"Fuck, when have you ever stopped working hard?" Old Mao ate, frowned and continued: "Well, I asked you about your matter, but there are no vacancies in the civil service right now. If you want to get one, you have to burn incense and pray to Buddha. . But you don’t have the money, so just wait.”

Qin Yu was stunned when he heard this, and asked curiously: "Why do you have to go to civil service?"

"He is a coward." Old Mao curled his lips and responded: "Last year, the superintendent reported to the police that in 6 months, a total of thirty-five people died on our side. The world is so chaotic now, and he was in the first team I feel unsure and want to find a lighter job."

"Oh, that's right." There was no look of surprise on Qin Yu's face, because the security environment here was not very comfortable compared to the area to be planned.

The old cat turned to look at Qi Lin, scolding with some contempt in his eyes: "Qi Lin, you have to understand a truth. Now the environment has changed. If you don't work hard and risk your life, when will you be able to turn over? I'll give it to you. It's in the civil service department. It doesn't matter to you, but won't you have to be squeezed out after a while? What's the saying? Times make heroes. Let's not talk about the distant ones, but Yuan Ke, his eldest brother. Before the establishment of the Ninth Special Administrative Region, what kind of thing did you say he was? But the world has become chaotic, and people have started to rebel. Now in the underworld, no one dares to mess with him, right? He has six wives, who can he rely on? You don’t rely on anyone, right?!”

"I can't compare with him." Qi Lin bared his teeth and smiled: "I just want to be able to earn a living without getting sick or suffering from disasters. As long as I can support my mother and my sister."

"That's all you've got." Old Mao replied with a bit of resentment: "I mentioned the first team to you. I thought you could find some opportunities and mix it up on your own. But I didn't expect it. You give me a lot of help every day. People wash socks, serve tea and pour water... If you say you are like this, you don't blame others for punching you when they have nothing to do. You don't even have equal status, how can you talk about connections? Then making friends is Is this how you pay it?"

Qi Lin lowered his head and said nothing.

"Oh, you have such a useless personality, so your father named you Qi Lin. I am so damn good, but my mother calls me Li Fugui... Tell me... where can you get the fuck to reason with me?" Old Mao shook his head. Sighed.

"Okay, let's not talk about these things and talk about other things." Qin Yu smoothed things over.

Having said that, Qi Lin no longer mentioned the transfer of work to Lao Mao. The three of them drank and chatted, and time flew by.

It was nine o'clock in the evening. After Qi Lin lowered his head and glanced at the new text message again, he immediately said: "There is something going on at home. I have to leave first. Let's see you tomorrow."

"Aren't you going to drink for a while?" Qin Yu asked.

"No, I have to go back first."

"Then I'll give it to you."

"No, I can just go by myself."

"Slow down."

"It's okay."

"...!"

After everyone exchanged pleasantries, Qi Lin hurriedly left with his mobile phone, while Qin Yu continued to drink with Lao Mao who didn't want to leave.

"Old cat, if we can sit and drink together, we are friends," Qin Yu persuaded with a slightly rosy face: "Save some face for Qi Lin in the future."

"Am I scolding him? I want to activate him!" Old Mao nodded excitedly on the table and said to the point: "If this man keeps kneeling, then he won't be able to stand. Do you understand? ?”

Qin Yu was thoughtful when he heard the sound and nodded unconsciously.

"I am in the police force, and he is his only friend. I see him getting anxious." Old Mao shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about him anymore. I'm going to do some business."

"What's going on?" Qin Yu was stunned.

"I observed the little sister just now. There should be no male-female relationship between her and the four men." Old Mao blinked and whispered: "I think it's time to take action."

Qin Yu was a little confused: "Which sister?"

"Fuck, why are you so ignorant? You're the one who got off the car at the door just now." The old cat bared his teeth and said, "She's so sexy. I looked at her and got hard three times. Hey, look at her. Doesn't he look like the former star, Jun Ji-hyun... tall and with long legs?"

Qin Yu sweated furiously: "Brother, hold on tighter. It's not as good as before. It's quite chaotic..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll give it a try!" Old Cat rubbed his palms, stood up with a swish, held his crotch between his legs and walked over to the table near the window.

…

outdoor.

Qi Lin stood on the roadside and took two puffs of his e-cigarette. He hesitated for a long time before taking out his phone and wanting to call Qin Yu. But when he pressed his thumb on the screen, he remembered that Qin Yu's new mobile phone had not yet been connected to the communication system, so he could only call up Lao Mao's number.

…

Inside the hotel.

The old cat rubbed his little head, walked to the table by the window, smiled and asked the girl: "Hey, you are so beautiful, are you going out to eat with your family?"

The girl was looking out the window. When she heard the old cat calling her, she turned back with doubtful eyes: "Are you... okay?"

"That's right, haha, I am the director of the TV station's star anchor column. We are auditioning. Are you interested in finding out?" Lao Mao asked, full of nonsense.

As soon as he finished speaking, the short middle-aged man sitting opposite asked his companion in Japanese with a strange look: "Napin のですか (delivery)?"

The companion glanced at the old cat and frowned slightly: "隠语ではない (What he said was not a code word)."

When the two were talking, the girl had come to her senses, and responded to the old cat with a pretty face and enthusiasm: "Is it really from the TV station? What a coincidence, I happen to be studying hosting."

Lao Mao didn't expect this girl to be so arrogant, and immediately said with bright eyes: "That's great, do you have contact information? Leave one for me, and we will communicate privately later."

While talking, Lao Mao had already taken out the mobile phone he had prepared and handed it to the girl. But his phone was for personal use, not the one the police force purchased compulsorily.

The girl took the phone and lowered her head to enter the number.

"Snapped!"

The short middle-aged man stood up, grabbed the girl's arm, and frowned slightly: "Give him the phone back, let's eat."

"Uncle, I'm quite interested." The girl looked up with a smile.

"I asked you to return the phone." The short middle-aged man repeated again.

Lao Mao tilted his neck and glanced at the other party, and said with a smile: "I'm really from the TV station, don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm."

The girl hesitated for a moment, then immediately returned the phone to Lao Mao, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I'm sorry."

The old cat was overjoyed when he saw that the girl was taking advantage of her, but when an incomprehensible "Goblin" appeared in the middle and disturbed the situation, he suddenly felt very angry and opened his mouth to try again.

"Forget it, thank you." The girl insisted.

The old cat was stunned. After staring at the girl for two seconds, he bared his teeth and said, "If it doesn't work, forget it. Excuse me."

…

One minute later.

Old Mao bent down and sat opposite Qin Yu, his eyes strange.

"Did someone pout it? Haha." Qin Yu asked while holding the dish.

The old cat blinked and kicked Qin Yu under the table: "Look down."

Qin Yu was stunned and lowered his head to look under the table. Lao Mao was holding the phone in his right hand and said in a low voice: "Look at the screen."

When Qin Yu heard the voice, he saw "959595" being entered on the screen dialing page.

"What do you mean?" Qin Yu was a little confused.

Old Mao rubbed his face with his left hand, lowered his head and said, "Damn... I just happened to see something happen."

"you mean……?"

"Those four men and the girl are definitely not together. She kicked me under the table just now." Old Mao took back the phone and took a sip of wine: "But I can't tell what they did... but I'm sure Something’s wrong, that girl asked us to save her.”

At the dining table by the window, the short man lowered his head and glanced at his watch, and whispered to his companions with a stern face: "Did the person who came just now meet by chance, or was it a test?"

"It's hard to say." His companion shook his head.

"Looking dumbfounded." The short man glanced at the old cat uneasily: "The time has passed, no more waiting, let's go."

"That's fine." The companion nodded and said to the girl in a cold voice: "Don't cause trouble and leave with us."

The girl's white forehead was covered with beads of sweat. She glanced at the old cat before nodding in response.

not far away.

Old Mao rubbed his cheeks in anger, and asked Qin Yu in a low voice: "What do you do, do you care?"

"Squeak!"

At the same time, a pure electric car parked in front of the hotel.