Merchant of the Underworld

When we arrived in Datong, it was getting late.

Before the car stopped, I jumped out quickly, took a taxi and went straight to the airport.

I booked the fastest flight to Xi'an on the bus, and it would take off in less than an hour!

After checking that there was still enough time, I let out a sigh of relief.

I took out my cigarette and was about to light it when I suddenly realized that the taxi driver looked familiar - even though his appearance was very ordinary.

Seeing my strange expression, he turned his head and smiled at me: "What, don't you know me?"

It turned out to be Gao Shenghan, the director of the Operations Department!

At this time, he was wearing a black and gray jacket and had a crew cut. He looked no different from an ordinary driver.

But why does this guy appear here? And he dressed up as a taxi driver early on? Just to wait here for me to take the bait?

"Here, take this with you, otherwise the items in your bag won't pass the security check." After saying that, he threw a small black notebook into my arms.

I glanced at it and saw three words written on it: "Special Travel Permit."

The golden national emblem is printed below, and there is a line of large golden characters at the bottom: "Ministry of Public Security of the Republic of China."

I opened it with some surprise, and saw my photo printed on it, my name written on it, and the signature of the Minister of Public Security in the lower left corner.

The description on the side page makes it very clear:

Holders of this certificate can travel on all means of transportation for free without inspection, including but not limited to high-speed trains, flights, and passenger ships. All security personnel must fully cooperate.

Holders of this certificate can enter all places below level three security (inclusive) without inspection or permit, including but not limited to government agencies, scientific research institutions, and all public and private places under non-military jurisdiction.

What does it mean?

This means that from now on, I can take the ghost-killing double sword and get on the plane without going through security check.

If I want, I can carry a bag of explosives up there and no one will care about me!

If I hadn't seen Gao Shenghan wearing a high-level police uniform and appearing in front of me with a huge team, I would have thought that this was a fake certificate made by some unreliable guy, and I would have thought that the guy in front of me was a complete and utter fraud. madman!

But now I suddenly understand.

That day, he suddenly appeared in the criminal police team, put on such a big show, but only asked me a few seemingly innocuous questions, and then used a farewell handshake to give me a business card. What was the purpose of it!

Just to let me know that he is the real director of the Operations Division of the Ministry of Public Security, a dignified deputy chief police officer, and definitely not a fake.

Let me believe that this certificate must be authentic!

"Director Gao, what does this mean?" I asked with squinted eyes.

"It's not interesting. I just want to make it easier for you to do things in the future. I reported this certificate three times before the minister approved it for me. You know, there are no more than a hundred certificates nationwide."

In fact, without him having to tell me, I also know how valuable this certificate is, and the people holding this certificate are all top-secret personnel with important missions. But why did he give me one?

"Director Gao, isn't this gift too heavy?" I asked.

"A gift?" Gao Shenghan seemed to feel very fresh about this title. He thought for a moment and quickly smiled: "If you think this gift is heavy, then I will have a heavier gift for you in the future."

"Why do you want to give me a gift if you have no merit and no reward?" I felt a little uneasy in my heart.

"Now is not the time to talk about this topic. Let's talk about something more relaxed." Gao Shenghan said and turned on the music, turned to look at me and said, "How do you like to kill people?"

Is this a light topic?

Who would be able to relax if a senior police officer asked you face to face how you like to kill people?

I was choked and didn't know how to answer.

Ever since I entered the business of being a ghost dealer, or to be more precise, since I was approached by Longquan Villa, I have killed so many people that I can’t even remember myself. But I dare to pat my chest and guarantee that I have never killed an innocent good person indiscriminately. All the people I killed were all guilty of heinous crimes, and their hands were stained with blood. In most cases, they were in self-defense. If I don't kill him, he will kill me.

But even if you have a reason, it's still murder!

Gao Shenghan looked at me and said calmly: "Killing is a crime, but it is also a kind of work. Of course, for some people, it may also be fun."

"Don't be nervous. When I hand you this special license, I also issue you a law enforcement license. Of course, this is for a specific group of people. How should I put it, do you know Han Song? He has one too."

"Han Song?" I couldn't help but be stunned: "You know him too?"

"Twenty-eight years." Gao Shenghan replied: "We have known each other for twenty-eight years. At that time, he lived in my upper bunk."

This time I was even more surprised!

Han Laoliu actually has such a special license, and he has been friends with Gao Shenghan for many years.

"Is he also a policeman?" I asked a little strangely.

"How should I answer this question..." Gao Shenghan squinted his eyes and seemed to be thinking hard: "He once wanted to enter the department, but unfortunately he failed. He and I went two separate ways, but he is also considered a department member. people."

What he said seemed like he was playing a riddle, but it immediately reminded me of Han Laoliu's apparent identity.

He is a well-known gangster in the Northeast. He makes a big show and has a lot of momentum, as if he is afraid that others will not know what he does.

In a place like China, anyone who dares to brazenly claim to be a gangster is looking for death. However, he has been fine and has never heard of the police making trouble for him.

If there was no special permission, he might have been caught long ago.

"So, he is a senior undercover police officer?"

"Undercover?" Gao Shenghan raised his eyebrows, then smiled and said: "What is he doing undercover? He has become the boss, and he has a bunch of scum under him. If everyone is as undercover as him, everyone in the Inspectorate will You have to be taken out and shot!"

When he said this, I was even more confused.

Indeed, no matter how you look at Han Laoliu's behavior, he does not look like a police officer, not even an undercover police officer.

Killing is easier than drinking, and he doesn't even blink.

The arms dealer who overthrew the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force, caused turmoil in South Korea, and shocked Siberia. This is something I have witnessed with my own eyes, and I can see that he does this kind of thing frequently. It is simply a common occurrence!

Which undercover agent would be as unscrupulous as him?

"Director Gao, you might as well explain clearly what this means."

"Now is not the time." Gao Shenghandao drove quickly and replied: "I am here to issue you the certificate and take you to the airport by the way. We will talk about other things later. Oh, by the way. , as usual, I still have to remind you that this certificate and what I just said must not be known to outsiders."

"Also, remember this number and symbol." As he said that, he raised a piece of paper to me and stopped in front of my eyes. There was a five-digit number written on it, and there was also a special symbol.

Wow!

After staying in front of me for five seconds, with one move of his fingers, the piece of paper shattered into pieces the size of grains of sand and floated out of the car window like smoke.

There seems to be nothing surprising about this hand, but you know, he only used two fingers! No matter how strong you are, you can never be more powerful than a paper shredder.

Moreover, I noticed that there was no fluctuation of yin and yang energy just now. He was using internal martial arts.

It seems that this is a master who is good at internal martial arts!

"Eighty-seven, cash or scan the QR code?" Just when I was surprised, Gao Shenghan stopped the car and pressed the meter with one hand.

He still wants to charge me money?

An idea popped into my head, so I took out a hundred-dollar bill from my pocket and handed it over.

"No need to look for it. Please treat me to dinner next time we meet. I like spicy food."