Men and women eating in the courtyard

Looking at the bald middle-aged man in front of him, General Li Xuewu put down the teacup in his hand.

Li Xuewu asked ten questions from the moment he entered the room, and the security director's answers were at most unclear, and others mostly used uncertain words such as maybe, probably, and maybe.

Li Xuewu had lost his patience and said with a serious expression: "Director Xiao, security work is not about being a gatekeeper. You don't have to be a monk and ring the clock all day long."

Hearing Li Xuewu's rude words, Xiao Changqing's expression did not waver at all, and he even picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip.

"Most of the general affairs in the office are handled by Fu Haibo. There are almost no more important matters. If they are, they are reported to the leadership for decision-making. As a monk, I am still very timely in ringing the bell."

Li Xuewu took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one for himself, squinted his eyes and said, "You were once a capable security cadre, otherwise the organization would not have sent you here when we took over the branch factory."

Because Li Xuewu and Xiao Changqing were on the same level now, Li Xuewu was not polite when he spoke, but he also left room for three points.

Of course Xiao Changqing knew what the second half of Li Xuewu's unsaid words was. It was just a pity that he had fallen or fallen to this point.

But looking at the head of the security department of the main factory who has just turned 20 in front of me, he is just like himself in his prime and high spirits.

Especially the recent "official battle" between Li Xuewu and Fu Haibo has made these two young heroes become popular figures in the steel rolling mill system.

Now that Li Xuewu had come all the way to Gangcheng with the power of victory to capture Fu Haibo, he was even more powerful and unstoppable.

Li Xuewu's youth and promise further set off Xiao Changqing's wasted years.

"I was transferred to Steel City when I was 26, and this is my 14th year."

Xiao Changqing looked at Li Xuewu calmly and said: "What I feel most deeply is not the cold wind in the steel city in winter, but the cold disappointment after submitting applications for transfer back to the capital time and time again and being rejected."

Li Xuewu leaned back in his chair, smiled, and asked: "Oh, are you still aggrieved? We are on the same level, but I am willing to convey your opinions back to the factory."

Xiao Changqing put down the tea cup in his hand, changed his attitude from the submissive one before, stared at Li Xuewu and said, "You said I didn't do anything, isn't it because I didn't supervise and manage Fu Haibo well?"

"But can I control the area where he committed crimes? Can I control him? What can I do if his leave request is approved by the leader?"

"Now that Fu Haibo has gone to the main factory to compete with you for the position of deputy director, you have investigated him. Fu Haibo's situation has not changed for a day or two. Why didn't you guys care when Fu Bin arranged for Fu Haibo to come here? , No supervision?”

"How come you didn't notice when Fu Haibo made progress against the rules? You saw it as soon as he entered Beijing? Why did you go there earlier?"

Li Xuewu said nothing, smoking a cigarette and watching Xiao Changqing vent his anger.

Xiao Changqing showed no intention of stopping and continued: "You, Li Xuewu, are saying that I am not doing anything as a cadre of the main factory, but what about the leading cadres of your main factory?"

"Yang Fengshan and Yang Yuansong appointed Fu Bin to head the security department. He installed cronies, colluded with both inside and outside, and formed cliques for personal gain. Yang Fengshan, as the top leader, really doesn't know anything about it?"

"Before Fu Haibo's accident, I heard that the masses continued to report, and the factory leaders turned a deaf ear in order to cover up the situation."

"Fu Haibo fell, and Fu Bin will fall as well, right? But the leaders of the main factory were unscathed. How can this be called achievement?"

Li Xuewu put his left arm at the elbow of his right hand, held the cigarette in his right hand, squinted his eyes and said: "No one can escape in the case of Fu Haibo, let alone the kind of hair you mentioned." No injury, careless employment, negligence of duty, no matter who it is, the main factory will investigate it to the end."

Xiao Changqing curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Come on, Section Chief Li, everyone knows about the last time he suppressed Zhengquan, right?"

"What responsibilities did the leaders of the main factory, including Fu Bin, bear? Were they demoted? Or punished? I'm afraid they didn't even get three drinks as a fine. If shouting slogans is effective, why do we need the Discipline Inspection Commission?"

Looking at the furious Xiao Changqing, Li Xuewu knew that this was not Xiao Changqing's resentment against him, but his resentment against the factory leaders for years of neglecting him, the unfairness of his fate, and the unsatisfactory work.

"If you think there is a problem with the factory leaders or certain leaders, go to the relevant departments and report it. What I'm telling you today is inaction and discussing the matter as it is. Don't you have no responsibility for dealing with Hai Bo?"

Looking at Li Xuewu with a stiff neck, Xiao Changqing said: "You, Li Xuewu, said I didn't do anything. I, Xiao Changqing, have been working in the steelmaking plant for 14 years. I didn't do anything?"

"Why does the Steel Plant Security Department always have the highest crime detection rate in the system? Why has there never been any sabotage or attack in the Steel Plant? Is this the result of my inaction?"

"I have been working hard for 14 years, but I can't go back to the main factory and the branch factories can't make progress. Who doesn't know what's going on?"

"You, Li Xuewu, are Dong Wenxue's beloved disciple, and Fu Haibo is Fu Bin's nephew. You are all resourceful people in Enter the Dragon and Tiger, and you are rising like a plane. I, Xiao Changqing, have worked in the steel mill for 14 years. Isn’t it because I have been standing still for many years because I don’t have a good teacher or a good uncle?”

"hehe"

Li Xuewu flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand and said: "I will not shout slogans with you, nor will I belittle your personal pursuits, but."

With a movement of his fingers, he turned the direction of the cigarette in his hand. The cigarette butt rushed down into the ashtray in front of him and said: "Three feet of ice does not last in a day. You said that the leaders of the main factory are indifferent to you. You should also look back." The path you have traveled."

"Whether you are talking about Fu Haibo or Fu Bin's nephew, speaking for myself, I started out the same way as you. It seems that I am deliberately saying that times make heroes, but I take the initiative to fight for every opportunity and seize every opportunity. Given the opportunity, I can make the progress I can satisfy.”

"As for your resentful interpersonal relationships, I don't know how you view this kind of relationship between agencies and units, but what I can tell you is that no one can live on this for the rest of their lives."

Li Xuewu stood up, put on his hat and walked out.

He walked to the door and opened the door of the office, turned around and said to Xiao Changqing: "It's better to take a step back than to ask for nothing. The sky is brighter. There are many department-level positions in the main factory. If they are not given to department-level positions, they will be deputy department-level headquarters, right? No matter what, it is better than occupying the head office. If you don’t poop in the pit, then you think it’s not strong enough.”

After saying this, Li Xuewu closed the door, waved to Liu Zhaolun and went downstairs.

There is already a tricycle waiting at the door of the building.

Standing next to the motorcycle was a young man with a small pockmark on his face.

Liu Zhaolun looked at the mottled paint wheel and was about to step forward and attack the young man standing aside.

Li Xuewu grabbed Liu Zhaolun from behind and said, "What are you doing? There are no rules."

Hearing Li Xuewu's words, the sesame-faced young man smiled dryly and said: "Secretary Yu said that the number of vehicles in the factory is really tight. This vehicle was transferred from the security department. The branch factory is not more luxurious than the main factory. You can make do with it." .

Li Xuewu looked at the sesame-faced young man, then at the third floor, and then said to Liu Zhaolun: "Get in the car, let's go out for a walk."

He patted the embarrassed young man on the shoulder and said, "Thank Secretary Yu for me. Just tell him what I said. I'll treat him when he returns to the main factory."

"OK"

The young man didn't know if Li Xuewu's words were polite, but he quickly agreed.

After getting on the sidecar, Li Xuewu sat directly on the wooden seat without the sponge cover and said to Liu Zhaolun: "Let's go."

Liu Zhaolun glared at the biscuits standing on the edge, kicked off his motorcycle and walked outside.

Yu Decai stood behind Luo Jiaping, and the two stood on the third floor watching Li Xuewu's motorcycle go out of the door.

"Director, isn't this a bit..."

"snort!"

Luo Jiaping snorted, then glanced at Yu Decai and asked, "Are you scared?"

"No, what am I afraid of?"

Yu Decai explained with a smile: "The steelworks has your sea-fixing needle here. What do I, a little fish and a shrimp, have to be afraid of?"

After explaining this, he watched Luo Jiaping's face return to normal before saying, "I'm just worried that this tiger from the security department won't let it go."

Luo Jiaping squinted his eyes and looked at the direction in which Li Xuewu and the two disappeared, and said: "He is nothing but a tiger."

"It's just over easy to break. Our steelmaking factory is not afraid of steel with this hardness. Don't be frightened by his deeds at the main factory."

Turning back, Luo Jiaping looked at Yu Decai and said, "Ninety percent of the things he did were instigated by Dong Wenxu from behind. What kind of big waves can such a kid of just 20 make?"

Although Yu Decai disagreed with Luo Jiaping's point of view in his heart, now was not the time to say unfaithful advice and it was easy for him to get involved.

Seeing that Yu Decai was silent, Luo Jiaping didn't want to waste any more time with him.

"Tell the guest house to keep an eye on them and call me as soon as they come back."

"yes"

Li Xuewu, who had gained nothing, asked Liu Zhaolun to find a phone and stop the car. He looked at his watch and saw that it was already 11 o'clock. It was time to call Yan Jiecheng at the guest house back.

There are no public phone booths at this time, so you can only find larger restaurants or bookstores.

The place where Li Xuewu asked Liu Zhaolun to park was at the entrance of Xinhua Bookstore.

Other units may not have telephones, but Xinhua Bookstore definitely has one, and it is open to the outside world.

Li Xuewu saw not many people when he entered the bookstore. They were all working at this time, so most of the people in the bookstore were teenagers or little girls.

"Comrade, make a call"

Li Xuewu took off his gloves and greeted the waiter at the counter. The waiter looked at Li Xuewu and said angrily: "Unit."

Li Xuewu handed his ID to the waiter.

The waiter with two big pigtails saw that Li Xuewu's ID was actually a deputy director. He raised his head in disbelief and looked at Li Xuewu's face, and then at the photo on the ID in his hand.

Even if the work address is Beijing, this is still scary enough.

"You can only make local calls, and they cost 5 cents a minute."

The waiter's tone became obviously better after seeing Li Xuewu's ID, and he was no longer as impatient as before.

Li Xuewu smiled and took the phone handed over by the waiter and started shaking it.

In fact, Li Xuewu didn't quite understand the principle of this thing. It probably means that when you shake the phone, it may generate electricity, and the operator will receive a signal requesting a call, and then ask you where to call it.

Today's calls still rely on operators to assist in contacting people, so the efficiency is artificially slow, and sometimes they can't be answered for a long time.

Some people say that if you shake the phone backwards, the electric current will make the operator numb, and the call will be connected quickly.

Li Xuewu didn't know whether it was right or not, and whether it had any scientific basis. He had never used it even once.

If this trick doesn't work, you'll look stupid. If it works, the operator will scold you for being stupid, which is not worth it.

Not bad, Li Xuewu just shook it a few times when the voice "Where do you want it?" came from the receiver.

Maybe all the operators in the world have the same tone and their tone is bad, so Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to the tone on the phone and said, "Room 308, Station Front Guest House."

"pass"

This sentence came from the phone, and then Yan Jiecheng's voice was heard.

"Section Chief, is that you?"

"Yes, this is Li Xuewu. Did Han Zhan call me back?"

"I'm back. They said that Fu Haibo's house has been abandoned for a long time and no one has lived in it for a long time. Now the two of them are going to check on a man named Ma San'er, saying that he has a close relationship with Fu Haibo."

"I understand. I haven't gained much here. The leaders of the branch factory are not cooperative and cannot obtain information about Fu Haibo. Now we go to investigate Fu Haibo's family."

"receive"

Before putting down the phone, Li Xuewu told Yan Jiecheng: "Go to the restaurant at the door and order a meal for lunch, and quickly go back to work."

After saying that, he put down the phone.

The waiter looked at his watch and said, "A dime."

Li Xuewu knew that he had not played for two minutes, but the three major operators who had not solved this problem in later generations were too lazy to care about the 5 cents.

He took out the dime and put it on the counter. He wrote his employer and name on the phone record, as well as the direction of the call.

This is the procedure for making calls outside. Now it is not as messy as it was later. You can use the phone casually.

Even Li Xuewu's recycling store collects and sells goods strictly in accordance with the registration system.

If you are selling second-hand goods, please bring the receipt for the product. If not, call the police.

The same goes for calling "public" phones. You can't even use the phone without a work permit.

Even if you have a work permit, you must keep phone records.

Li Xuewu went out and said to Liu Zhaolun, "Find a restaurant" and then got in the car.

These five people didn't have breakfast on the train. They were hungry after such a long morning. The emperor was not short of hungry soldiers. If they didn't eat, it would be bad if they had no strength.

The two found a noodle shop, the most ordinary kind, and bought two bowls of braised noodles with their national food stamps and money.

It is not that Li Xuewu boasts about the innocence of this era, nor is it that Li Xuewu belittles the degeneration of later generations.

What difference can just this bowl of braised noodles make? Can we still eat beef?

You can't taste beef, but there is a difference.

A large bowl of braised noodles was served. The slightly yellow noodles were topped with light brown braised noodles and sprinkled with a little chopped green onion. It was appetizing just looking at it.

The noodles are slightly yellow because the flour is not ground as finely as in later generations, but even with this level of grinding, the noodles produced are much more delicious than the wheat core flour in later generations.

Including the steamed buns made by Li Xuewu's family, they are not as white and pure as later generations, with a slight yellow color and sometimes some black spots.

This is caused by residual wheat bran during grinding.

In this cold winter, after eating a bowl of hot braised noodles, both Li Xuewu and Li Xuewu regained their energy.

It's good to stay at home for a thousand days, but it's difficult to go out.

Han Zhan and Jing Yongjie found the residential area where Fu Haibo's hometown was and went out to visit the residential area where the steel plant workers lived.

Both Fu Haibo and Ma San'er rely on this worker's residential area to survive, so there must be clues about them.

Han Zhan and the other two first went to the nearby supply and marketing cooperative and checked the daily system bit by bit. After all, the landlady also had to make a living.

But what disappoints Han Zhan and the two is that no matter who they ask, they are silent on the name Ma San'er.

Gradually, the two of them also saw the clues and knew that it would be futile to continue asking.

After checking the time, the two walked into a state-owned restaurant.

He couldn't do it without eating, and Han Zhan's body was all bruised. This was a symptom of hypoglycemia.

Because time was tight, the two of them ordered four steamed buns and a plate of stewed tofu.

While waiting for the meal, Jing Yongjie asked the waiter out of habit: "Comrade, do you know Ma San'er?"

"Where's Fu Haibo?"

The waiter glanced at Jing Yongjie, then at Han Zhan, shook his head twice in a row, and returned to the kitchen without saying a word.

The two of them had been rejected like this too many times today, so they didn't care.

After the steamed buns and tofu were brought out, the two of them walked to the table and started to eat.

Just when Han Zhan picked up the second steamed bun and was about to eat it, a young man with a square face came in the door.

The young man glanced at the store and then focused on Han Zhan's table.

Seeing the young man coming towards the door, Han Zhan put down the bun in his hand, kicked Jing Yongjie across from him under the table, and then touched the holster on his waist.

Jing Yongjie looked back and noticed something was wrong. He put down the bowl in his hand and stood up.

The young man walked three steps away from their table and stopped, asking softly: "Are you two comrades asking about Fu Haibo?"

Jing Yongjie looked back at Han Zhan, who was frowning, and asked with a raised eyebrow, "What can I do for you?"

Seeing that he had found the right master, the young man said with a sad face, "I know where Fu Haibo is."

When Jing Yongjie heard this man's words, he took two steps forward excitedly, but then he was stopped by Han Zhan.

"Yongjie!"

Jing Yongjie heard Han Zhan's reminder and knew he couldn't get excited now, but he still grabbed the arm of the young man in front of him and asked, "Where is he?"

The young man glanced at the store with a grimace, then looked at the two people without speaking.

Of course Jing Yongjie knew what this meant. It was just that there were too many people in the room and it was inconvenient to talk.

"Let's go out and talk"

"Yongjie"

Han Zhan called Jing Yongjie again and glanced at the young man. The meaning of the reminder was unclear.

But Jing Yongjie was already fascinated by the sudden surprise. He turned back to Han Zhan and said, "Let's find a place to talk at the door."

Han Zhan had no choice but to put the two steamed buns in his pocket and follow Jing Yongjie out the door.

Standing in the lee of the street, Jing Yongjie let go of the young man's hand and asked, "Where is Fu Haibo?"

The young man hesitated and asked, "Who are you? What business do you have with Fu Haibo?"

Jing Yongjie saw the young man Moji stretched out his hand and pinched the young man's neck and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm asking you where is Fu Haibo?"

"Jing Yongjie, let go of your hands!"

Seeing Jing Yongjie's excitement, Han Zhan frowned and said, "This reminder has called out his full name, which shows that Han Zhan's attitude is very firm and he is very resistant to Jing Yongjie's current actions."

But how could Jing Yongjie listen to Han Zhan at this moment? He still pinched the young man's neck and asked, "Will you tell me?"

The young man looked dumbfounded, but he was a dick. No matter how hard Jing Yongjie pinched and hit him, he didn't say anything.

In the end, there was nothing he could do. Han Zhan couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed Jing Yongjie's collar and pulled him away.

He looked at the tired young man on the ground, and then at Jing Yongjie, who had red eyes and was breathing heavily.

Han Zhan frowned and said, "Are all the cases you handle so rough?"

Jing Yongjie didn't speak, just stared at the young man on the ground.

Han Zhan knelt down, opened his ID card and placed it in front of the young man's eyes. He said, "I am the security officer of Fu Haibo's factory. Fu Haibo has committed a crime. We must arrest him and bring him to justice. If you know anything, You can tell us”.

The young man raised his head in surprise and looked at the ID in Han Zhan's hand, and then asked with tears in his eyes: "Are you telling the truth? Are you really here to catch that bastard?"

Hearing what the young man said, Han Zhan glanced at Jing Yongjie, who was standing aside with a look of astonishment on his face, and then nodded to the young man and said, "You can't deceive people with your ID. We've been looking for him for a while."

The young man looked at Jing Yongjie with some fear, and then asked Han Zhan: "Can I know the extent of Fu Haibo's crime this time? Will he come out again?"

Han Zhan chuckled and said, "I can't tell you how big my sin is, but I can tell you whether he can get out. He can get out."

"ah?!"

The young man looked at Han Zhan with blood on his face. The excitement just now was all in vain, and he looked at Han Zhan with a look of despair.

"You can come out, your ashes can come out, but it's impossible to come out alive."

"ah?!"

The young man shouted again, but his tone was different. He seemed to have come alive. He looked at Han Zhan and asked in disbelief: "Comrade, are you telling the truth?"

Han Zhan glanced at the guilty Jing Yongjie again, then shook the ID in his hand and said, "If it's a dinner party, we can't make the mistake of traveling all the way from the capital to find him, right?"

"Yes Yes Yes"

The young man nodded wildly excitedly, and then started crying excitedly, mumbling why you guys just came.

Han Zhan and Jing Yongjie looked at each other, and both of them frowned.

What a sin Fu Haibo had done to make this young man so excited.

"Comrade, we are here to capture and punish Fu Haibo. Can you calm down and cooperate with our actions?"

"Woooooo, I'll cooperate!"

The young man wiped the tears from his face, but his face was stained with blood and snot, like a ghost.

Han Zhan took the young man back to the restaurant and washed his face by the pool at the door.

The young man washed his face and controlled his emotions before following the two of them back to the low wall of the street.

Looking at the young man who was a little afraid of Jing Yongjie, Han Zhan explained: "Fu Haibo has done so many wrong things that our comrades can't wait to bring him to justice now, so I was a little excited about you just now, Please forgive me."

As he spoke, he motioned for Jing Yongjie to apologize.

Jing Yongjie said to the young man embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry, I was reckless just now."

The young man shook his head and said, "As long as you catch Fu Haibo, you can beat me ten times."

As he spoke, the young man showed signs of crying again, but seeing the two of them anxious, he still tried to stabilize his emotions and let out a sigh of relief.

"Huh~~"

Then he explained: "My name is Yang Zhao, and I am a worker in the steel mill. Once my wife went to the work to look for me, and she was met by Fu Haibo."

At this point, Yang Zhao's throat choked up again, but he still held back and said: "I don't know how the two of them hooked up. Fu Haibo goes to my house every time I go to work."

At this point, Yang Zhao couldn't hold it in any longer, tears streaming down his face, and he said in a crying voice: "One time when I came home for something, I bumped into him. I reached out to hit him, but he held a gun to his head. Beaten up."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

As he spoke, Yang Zhao covered his face and started crying again. This time, neither Han Zhan nor Jing Yongjie stopped Yang Zhao.

Especially Jing Yongjie, he was already gritting his teeth.

Yang Zhao cried for a while and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not enough to beat me. In the evening, I called Ma San'er to my house and hung me from the beam. That beast Fu Haibo actually followed me in front of me. My wife... woo woo woo".

Jing Yongjie's eyes were filled with anger when he heard this. How could there be such a despicable and shameless person in this world?

"Why didn't you report the crime?"

"How do I repay?!"

Yang Zhao cried and said: "Fu Haibo is from the Security Department, should I report the case to him?

"He warned me that if I dared to speak out, I would not be able to work in the steelmaking plant, and he would ask Ma Saner to kill me."

"Fuck him!"

Jing Yongjie pounded the earthen wall next to him with his hand and asked bitterly, "Where is Fu Haibo now?"

"Where else can it be, on the kang of our home?"

Yang Zhao said with empty eyes: "Since that time, Fu Haibo has been blatantly going to my house and often staying at my house and not allowing me to go home."

As he spoke, Yang Zhao shed tears and said, "I am off work today. My wife told me in advance that he was coming and I was not allowed to go back. Wuwuwu."

Seeing a grown man burst into tears, Han Zhan also knitted his brows into a knot.

Jing Yongjie said bitterly: "Come on, take us to your house. I want to see how this young hero does such an evil thing."

"etc!"

Looking at Jing Yongjie who was even more excited than Yang Zhao, Han Zhan frowned and said, "Now that we know Fu Haibo's location, there's no need to rush. Let's notify the section chief. It's safer this way."

Jing Yongjie stared and said, "What time is it? Even if we get in touch on the phone, it will be more than an hour before Chu Li arrives here."

While talking, Jing Yongjie asked Yang Zhao, "How long does Fu Haibo usually stay at your house?"

Yang Zhao wiped away his tears and said, "I don't know. Sometimes he leaves when something happens. I don't know when he leaves because I can't see him when I go back."

Jing Yongjie patted Yang Zhao on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, we will bring that beast to justice now."

"It's better to report it to the section chief. After all, we are not familiar with this area, and there will be no one to take care of us if something goes wrong."

Seeing that Han Zhan was still nagging, Jing Yongjie stared at Han Zhan and said, "The escort team in this operation are all on the front line. There is no coward. You make me look down on you."

Feeling that what he said was a bit hurtful, Jing Yongjie added: "Besides, Director Li said he would arrest Fu Haibo when he saw him."

"Can it be the same?"

Han Zhan ignored Jing Yongjie's sarcasm and persuaded him: "The section chief's order is to arrest Fu Haibo when he sees him. It is not a secondary investigation operation like ours...".

The excited Jing Yongjie waved his hands and said: "I don't care, I'm going now. If you don't want to go, I won't force you. You can just go back to the guest house and wait for my news. It's not like I haven't arrested anyone by myself. He paid Can Hai Bo still have three heads and six arms?"

As he spoke, he hugged Yang Zhao and left.

Han Zhan looked at Jing Yongjie and sighed helplessly. This was either a problem for the same unit or a problem. They were not under each other's control. Any disagreements that arose could not be resolved.

How could Han Zhan let Jing Yongjie take risks alone? He could only follow Jing Yongjie to another street in the residential area.

Jing Yongjie looked back at Han Zhan who was following him, and said in a cold voice: "I know you are complaining about me, don't worry, I am not a person who is greedy for credit. As long as I catch someone, I will get half of the credit from you."

Han Zhan frowned and glanced at Jing Yongjie, remaining silent.

This Jing Yongjie is really a desperate guy, and I don’t know how Duan Suo chose him.

Is this a matter of merit?

The Steel Rolling Mill Guards never judge success or failure based on merit, and this was also the first time Han Zhan encountered such a stupid young man who did it for so-called merit.

Yang Zhao also collected his emotions at this time and led the two of them to the street entrance of his home.

Just when he was about to enter, Yang Zhao stopped and said with some hesitation: "The third home is my home, can I not go in?"

"Why?"

Han Zhan took out his guns, which shocked Yang Zhao.

"I...I...I'm scared"

Yang Zhao lowered his head and said, "I'm afraid that Fu Haibo will know that I was the one who turned the secret. There are many of them, and I'm afraid of their revenge."

"you……"

Han Zhan wanted to talk again, but Jing Yongjie said nonchalantly: "This is normal. We are not afraid of criminals' revenge. Ordinary people are afraid. Stop talking nonsense and let's go."

As he spoke, he ignored Han Zhan's reaction and already dug in along the street wall.

Han Zhan looked at the reckless Jing Yongjie and said to Yang Zhao, "Just wait for us here."

"Okay okay"

Yang Zhao hurriedly agreed, as if he was relieved.

Han Zhan glanced at Yang Zhao again. Because Jing Yongjie was already ready to climb over the wall, he followed him without thinking much and helped Jing Yongjie climb over the wall into the yard.

After Jing Yongjie entered, Han Zhan jumped up the wall and jumped into the courtyard.

After landing, Han Zhan raised his gun and ran towards the tile-roofed house because he had already seen Jing Yongjie kicking the door open and rushing in with his gun.

But before Han Zhan could rush into the house, he heard a woman's screams coming from the house.

"Someone is coming! There is a thief! Someone is raping me!"

Han Zhan still didn't know what was going on, but he heard the sound of gongs beating outside the courtyard wall behind him.

"Someone is coming! There is a thief! Someone broke into my house and raped my wife!"

When Han Zhan heard that things were not going well, he thought of asking Jing Yongjie to come out.

Before he could shout, Jing Yongjie ran out with three bloody streaks on his face.

"Team Han, no, we fell into a trap. There is a naked woman in the room!"

Han Zhan scolded: "You don't have to say it!"

Without giving Jing Yongjie an explanation, he pointed to the courtyard wall behind and said, "Let's go from the back."

Jing Yongjie was already panicking now. When he saw Han Zhan pointing behind him and not being polite to Han Zhan, he turned around and ran towards the wall behind.

Han Zhan had already seen the door being kicked open, so he fired a shot at random and ran behind.

Han Zhan didn't have time to call Jing Yongjie useless, so he could only cooperate with him to cover up.

When the escort team attacked the target, they cooperated with each other before and after climbing over the wall. But when Jing Yongjie entered the yard, he did not open the door to Han Zhan and rushed in to grab the credit.

Now again, they didn't cover each other during the retreat, and just ran away on their own.

He ran to the wall and watched Jing Yongjie climb up the wall with ease. Just as Han Zhan was about to follow Jing Yongjie over the wall, he heard a "bang" and saw Jing Yongjie, who was squatting on the top of the wall and was about to climb over, being knocked back.

After landing, Jing Yongjie's face and body were covered in blood, and there was black gravel in the blood.

"Ah!~~~"

Seeing Jing Yongjie rolling on the ground and howling in pain, Han Zhan gritted his teeth and grabbed Jing Yongjie's arm, pinned him on his back, and rushed towards the front yard.

"Draft for the uncle"

Han Zhan was furious because of Jing Yongjie's injury. He hit everyone on the spot. After breaking two heads, no one dared to show his head again.

Fortunately, there is no sand gun in the front yard, otherwise both of them would have to explain themselves here.

Han Zhan looked at the rifle that fell on the ground and knew that these people were here to kill the two of them. He didn't dare to stay here to explain his identity, so he broke out of the door and ran out.

But how can I run with a person on my back? After running a few steps, I have to look back to see if anyone is following me.

"boom!"

Feeling Jing Yongjie twitch on his back, Han Zhan responded with a shot.

"boom"

This shot killed another person.

Han Zhan didn't dare to see if the person he hit was dead, so he turned around and continued running.

There is no unstoppable path for man, and God will not starve him to death.

Just when I exited the street, I saw a three-wheeler parked on the side of the road.

I didn't see it when I came here just now, and the key is still inserted. These people must be shooting at me.

Han Zhan threw the motionless Jing Yongjie into the sidecar, got on his motorcycle, kicked and rode into the city.

Although several gunshots were heard from behind, Han Zhan had no time to fight back. Jing Yongjie in the carriage looked really bad.

The face that was exposed was no longer visible. It was completely black after being hit with the sand gun, and then it was covered with blood.

Han Zhan didn't know how Jing Yongjie was doing elsewhere, but he probably couldn't save his eyes.

No one can save his life and eyes with a hard steel sand gun in front of him.

Li Xuewu took Liu Zhaolun up the stairs, looked at the house number, and determined that this was the place he was looking for.

"Dangdang"

Li Xuewu knocked three times before there was any movement at the door.

"Who?"

"Hello, I am a colleague of Director Fu. There is an urgent case in the steelmaking plant that needs him to handle. We can't find him."

"Click"

The door lock opened and a woman in her fifties opened the door.

"How did you find Hai Bo here?"

This is what this woman said when she opened the door, and her words seemed very rude.

Li Xuewu said with a smile: "Director Fu didn't tell us where he lives. It's our leader who told us."

The woman frowned and asked, "Are you from a steel mill?"

Li Xuewu took out his security certificate and gestured, "Yes, Auntie, we are indeed in a hurry. We are waiting here for Director Fu to make up his mind."

The woman saw Li Xuewu's red ID and heard Li Xuewu's Northeast dialect accent. She nodded and said, "He doesn't live here. I am his mother-in-law. He lives at No. 17 Guancun Street. Go there to find him." .

"Okay, thank you, auntie."

As he spoke, Li Xuewu greeted him politely and went downstairs.

After taking Liu Zhaolun out of the building, Li Xuewu signaled Liu Zhaolun to get in the car quickly.

"No. 17 Guancun Street"

Liu Zhaolun kicked his motorcycle, turned on the accelerator and left the building area.

"Section Chief, are you missing?"

Because the wind was strong, Liu Zhaolun shouted out. Li Xuewu didn't want to talk into the wind, so he patted Liu Zhaolun's leg to indicate to move forward.

Liu Zhaolun smiled knowingly, finally there was news.

Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to the address Fu Haibo's mother-in-law told him at first, but when he got off the car and asked for directions, passersby knew from their eyes that the place was not simple.

When we got to the place, we could see the difference of Guan Street.

This is like an American villa area, with American style and Chinese elements.

This should be a construction area left before liberation, similar to Li Xuewu's own situation at No. 1 Haiyun Road.

A single-family two-story villa with a small courtyard surrounded by a white wooden fence. There is also an iron swing in the courtyard covered with snow.

Liu Zhaolun parked his motorcycle in front of the villa, and Li Xuewu got off the station and looked at the door for a few times.

Just as he was about to call the door, he saw the door of the villa being pushed open, and a man walked out in a panic, followed by a tall, rosy-faced woman.

Seeing Li Xuewu and Liu Zhaolun standing in front of the wooden fence door, the woman frowned and opened the door to let the man go out first, and then asked Li Xuewu: "Who are you looking for?"

The man who went out glanced at Li Xuewu, and then saw that Li Xuewu's eyes were too sharp, so he lowered his head and walked out.

Li Xuewu looked at the man's back and saw him entering the yard next door. He turned to look at the woman in front of him and asked, "Is this the home of Director Fu?"

The woman was obviously a little surprised when she heard Li Xuewu's words, but then she still replied: "How did you find this place?"

Li Xuewu put his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket, looked at the woman's expression in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Your mother told us."

The woman was very disgusted with Li Xuewu's impoliteness and said in a cold tone: "Fu Haibo is not at home, you go to the work to find him."

As he spoke, he glared at Li Xuewu before closing the door.

Li Xuewu reached out and pushed the wooden door, tilted his head slightly and said, "Then I will talk to you."

The woman pushed the door hard, but when she saw that it wouldn't close, she said angrily: "I don't know you, what do I have to talk to you about?"

"Hey, there's a lot to talk about~!"