Merchant of the Underworld

Until I got out of the car and watched him drive away, I was still a little confused: What on earth is this senior police officer looking for me for?

Half exposed and half hidden, he told me something about Han Laoliu, and gave me a precious special license. He also hinted that killing is also work. What does this mean?

Although, his identity is 100% confirmed, and he will never send me a fake certificate to tease me. But I was carrying a bag with a lot of contraband on my back, which caused the security gate to buzz. When I handed my ID to the security inspector, I was still full of anxiety, fearing that I would be regarded as crazy.

Never mind that I have never heard of this before, I never even thought about it, there is such a thing!

The little beauty security inspector had obviously never seen such a powerful document.

He looked at me in surprise and said politely: "Sir, please wait a moment." Then he put down the traffic lever, ran to the inspection post with his ID and asked the older policeman something.

The old policeman was obviously taken aback. He stretched out his head and looked at me carefully, then picked up the phone and asked his superiors for instructions.

The other security check channels were all busy, but I stopped here. The people behind me were a little impatient, so they all moved to other channels. Their eyes were a little stunned, a little baffled, and of course, more of them were filled with resentment! It's so shameful, everyone else passed by fine, why is the passage to your place closed?

The old policeman put down the phone and looked at me again. He neither said let me pass nor said no, as if he was still waiting for instructions from his superiors.

A team of SWAT police with live ammunition came over and stood five or six meters away from me. Although they made no further moves, everyone held their guns tightly and stared at me.

This moment made me feel a little overwhelmed. Even if they suddenly rushed over and knocked me to the ground, I wouldn't be surprised at all!

After another five or six minutes, the old policeman answered the phone again, checking his ID and wiping the sweat from his brow.

After putting down the phone, he ran towards me.

The team of special police officers immediately became nervous. Even the passengers on other passages and scattered in the hall looked over from a distance, thinking that a big drama of subduing criminals was about to happen.

Unexpectedly, the old policeman ran up to me and pulled open the crossing bar to signal me to enter.

After I approached, he handed me the certificate respectfully and asked in my ear: "Boss, do you need any cooperation from us?"

Looking at the situation, he was more nervous than me.

It seems that after so many years as a police officer, I finally encountered a big incident that I can brag about for a lifetime!

"No need, just let me go there quickly. My flight is about to take off."

"Oh..." The old policeman was a little regretful and disappointed, but he quickly walked ahead with fear and fear, leading me to the boarding gate.

At this time, all the passengers were shocked and envious. They might have thought I was some great big shot!

Before boarding officially started, I was the first to step onto the hanging ladder.

As soon as I stepped forward, the old police officer gave me a salute.

I turned around helplessly and whispered: "Don't do this next time. Even if something happens, you will screw it up."

"Yes!" the old policeman replied standing at attention and behaved.

It made me very speechless!

This scene was watched by the beautiful stewardesses who were preparing to pick him up at the airport. The service along the way was extremely attentive and meticulous, which made the young man sitting next to me feel jealous for no reason. It could be seen from his eyes that he was full of jealousy...

Only then did I realize that this certificate is really a good thing!

Not to mention anything else, just the privilege of boarding without inspection is much more convenient.

In the past, people could only be separated by knife, or they couldn't take high-speed trains at all, which was time-consuming and labor-intensive!

But from now on, I can carry all the necessary things openly and take all kinds of transportation at will, without even spending money.

Just after I got off the plane, I called Mr. Wu.

This time it was his grandson Xiao Wu who picked it up.

"Shopkeeper Zhang Da, are you here? Come and save my grandpa." His tone was very urgent, and he was crying.

"What's wrong with your grandpa?" I asked urgently while walking out quickly.

"My grandpa seems to have been possessed by some evil spirit. He has already passed out. His whole body is swollen beyond recognition! It's like, it's like he's been beaten up. And, and...his last instructions before he fell into coma was not to send him to the hospital, not to Tell others that I'm just waiting for your call." Mr. Wu may have had a premonition of something, and the situation seems to be more serious than I imagined.

"Don't worry, wherever your home is, I'll be there soon."

"I've asked the dumb uncle to pick you up."

"Oh...I saw it!" As soon as I walked out of the hall, I saw a big sign with Zhang Jiulin written on it in the crowd: "That's it for now, we'll talk about it later when we meet." I hung up the phone in a hurry and said to that person The sign went over.

The person holding the sign was an old man wearing a peaked cap and a slight stoop.

I walked up to him, pointed to the sign, nodded to myself and said, "I am Zhang Jiulin."

The old man nodded at me, turned around and left.

I followed him out of the crowd and got into a black Audi.

Even though the mute uncle was very old, he was driving extremely fiercely. He would overtake every car he saw along the way, honking his horn constantly. He didn't care whether the light was red or not, and kept rushing forward at a fast pace! It seems that he also knows that Mr. Wu is in a critical situation and cannot waste any time!

After a short time, we arrived at a suburban manor.

To say it is a manor is actually a slight exaggeration.

But right next to the urban area, I can only describe it as a manor, a three-story Hui-style villa with a single house and a courtyard with a forest and rockery behind it.

From this point of view, Mr. Wu’s family background is not thin.

As soon as the car entered, Xiao Wu came out to welcome me, quickly opened the door for me and said, "Shopkeeper Zhang Da, you are here!"

His face was stained with tears, and his eyes were red and swollen.

"Where is Mr. Wu?" I asked urgently.

"Follow me." Xiao Wu led the way, opened the door and walked quickly.

The strange thing is that he didn't go into the bedroom or upstairs, but took me into the kitchen.

I quickly pressed a few buttons on the row of spice jars half hung on the wall. Amidst the rattling sound, the range hood retracted upward into the ceiling. The kitchen cabinets at the back flipped over on both sides, and a gap appeared on the wall. Secret door!

It turns out that this is the secret room of Mr. Wu’s family!

The mute uncle crossed his arms and stood guard outside the door. Xiao Wu opened the secret door and took me in.

After passing through a large coded iron door that was as thick as a brick, a room of gold and silver appeared in front of me.

This is really a contrast between yellow and white!

The entire walls, ceiling, and even the floor were inlaid with gold and silver.

It’s not gold-plated or silver-plated, it’s real gold and silver, and it’s a finger-thick brick of gold and silver! Under the light, the whole room sparkled.

For those who didn’t know, I thought this was some bank’s treasure room.

A rough estimate is that the gold is worth at least tens of millions.

In this golden light, there was a small iron bed lying across it - the bed was actually not too small, but at this time, Old Bad Wu was already as swollen as a big balloon placed at the celebration scene, and it was about to The kind that was about to explode. In comparison, the iron bed seemed extremely small and cramped.

It can be seen at a glance that this is definitely not a strange disease or evil spirit, but a curse! And it's an extremely vicious one.