The dusk is overflowing, and the clouds are about to fall.
In the dense forest, an ant waved its mandible and bravely charged towards the enemy in front.
The enemy was an ant with a different smell. Not to be outdone, the enemy rushed over with his big jaw.
The four large jaws were intertwined like lightning and flint. Although they didn't make the slightest sound, from the way the two ants regarded death as if they were at home, it could be seen that this was a life-and-death war.
Moving his eyes, around the two ants, there were two more, another four, and countless other ants fighting fiercely at the same time.
The ants use their jaws, teeth, and any available body parts to fight to the death with their enemies.
For a time, the land as big as a palm became a battlefield for killings. The breeze blew by, and the corpses of countless ants floated in the wind.
The sunset on the horizon was gradually fading, but the ant army had no intention of stopping, and the fierce charge continued.
Until, in the center of the battlefield, the piece of White Rabbit toffee was picked up by a big hand.
The ants, who were fighting to the death, stopped at the same time. If there were experts here who knew the expressions of ants, they would definitely be able to see that millions of ants have only one expression - blankness.
"Brother Weidong, why are you wasting so much? This is White Rabbit toffee."
The little policeman turned over, picked up the toffee, peeled off the half-open candy wrapper, stuffed it into his mouth, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Next to him, a dozen heavily armed soldiers were crawling in the pit, looking wary.
Seeing the young policeman's expression of enjoyment, Li Weidong yawned and lay back in the pit, staring blankly at a small courtyard not far away.
A small yard is no different from an ordinary farmyard.
A small house made of clay, with a courtyard wall made of mud. There is a crooked drainage pipe outside the courtyard wall. There is a crooked jujube tree next to the ditch. The shadow of the jujube tree is shrouded in a broken wooden door with a
General Iron guards the door.
This yard is the hiding place of the antique dealer.
A while ago, Siheyuan Street launched an investigation operation in the capital based on the portrait drawn by Ding Qiunan.
With the help of the street office officers and Aunt Chaoyang, the suspect was quickly identified.
The suspect's name is Feng Yunqing, a gentle name that does not match the portrait. It may be a fake name.
Feng Yuanqing was in his fifties. He came to the capital more than ten years ago to escape famine, and was resettled by the street office and lived in this dilapidated house on the outskirts of the city.
According to the records of the subdistrict office, Feng Yunqing has no father or mother, is not married, and has no children. He usually makes a living by working as a temporary worker.
He is an honest man and usually obeys the law. The street office even introduced him to a partner, but he rejected him.
After identifying the suspect, the street police station immediately launched operations.
Li Weidong happened to be doing business at the police station today and bumped into a small policeman, so he was arrested.
Li Weidong was very willing to assist the police station, but he didn't expect that they would lie in wait here from nine o'clock in the morning until it was almost dark, and Feng Yunqing had not returned yet.
It is not a good job to squat in the dense forest. There are countless small animals here, and they like to hide in warm caves.
Li Weidong didn't notice it at first and almost got hit by it, shaking off a centipede from his trouser leg.
Finally, I followed the soldiers and tied my trousers, and then I calmed down.
While I was thinking wildly, I heard footsteps in the distance. I followed the sound and saw a burly man walking over from a distance carrying a pole.
Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly, Li Weidong could still conclude that this man was Feng Yunqing based on his height and body shape.
When Feng Yuanqing walked to the door, he did not open the door directly. Instead, he put down his burden, stretched, and looked around in the distance.
It's a pity that Li Weidong and the others were hiding in the dense forest at this time. The light inside was dim. Even if they were standing and dancing, Feng Yuanqing couldn't see it, let alone that they had done a good job of concealment.
Feng Yuanqing didn't seem to notice anything unusual, so he took out a key from his pocket, opened the courtyard door, and walked in.
As the courtyard door closed, the small policeman stood up and rushed forward with the soldiers.
Li Weidong followed behind with his hands behind his back.
Criminals like Feng Yuanqing who may have received professional training and are armed must still be dealt with by comrades in the army.
Like tigers descending from the mountain, the soldiers jumped up the wall and jumped in.
The police officer Xiaopian, along with his comrades from the police station, kicked open the door and broke in from the front.
There was a burst of exclamation, a few crisp gunshots, and then fell into silence, like the radio's batteries were unplugged.
Li Weidong is not worried about the abilities of comrades in the army. Most of them have come from the battlefield. It should not be a problem to deal with such people.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, the sound of trivial footsteps broke the silence.
The small policeman led the people out,
"Brother Wei Dong, yes, it is Feng Yunqing. This guy actually has a bastard box hidden in his pocket."
"No one was hurt, right?"
"No!" the young police officer smiled proudly: "With this guy's shooting skills, it's enough to scare people."
Having said that, Li Weidong can also imagine the danger involved.
At this time, Feng Yunqing had been escorted out by his comrades from the police station. Blood was flowing down his arm and scattered on the loess, stirring up little bits of dust.
"Feng Yuanqing, tell me honestly, who are you?" The police officer stepped forward and grabbed Feng Yuanqing's collar tightly.
Feng Yuanqing lowered his head and let the bright red flow down his fingertips without saying a word.
His eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had lost consciousness.
Oops, this guy is professionally trained.
The little police officer frowned.
Now that Feng Yunqing has been caught, the key is to verify whether this person is the person who traded with Huang Zhongcheng in the pigeon market.
In order not to disturb the Liu family, Huang Zhongcheng was still working in the machinery factory at this time.
If you want to find him to identify him, you can only wait until night.
However, it's too late.
If Feng Yunqing really had some shady dealings with the Liu family, he should take action against the Liu family directly now.
Otherwise, it would be easy to alert the enemy.
The Liu family is now the turtle in the urn. What they have to do is to maximize the results of the battle and catch all these people in one fell swoop.
However, looking at Feng Yunqing's appearance, he did not look like the kind of person who would give in easily.
This is troublesome.
Thinking of this, the policeman couldn't help but look at Li Weidong.
He doesn't even realize it now. When encountering difficulties, the first thing he thinks of is Li Weidong.
Li Weidong was also confused at this time. He was good at solving cases, but he was a layman in interrogating people.
What's more, it's someone who has received professional training.
but
Li Weidong turned around and looked around.
Although the small courtyard is located in a remote place, such a loud movement will inevitably disturb the nearby residents.
When the residents saw the soldiers doing business, they all came over to watch the fun.
"Tsk, isn't this Feng Yunqing? He is an honest man, why was he caught?"
"Honest Man? Do you think this formation looks like it is against Honest Man? This person must be a bad element hiding deep in the depths."
The words "bad guy" stirred up a wave of waves, and the faces of the residents who were watching all had angry looks on their faces. They clenched their fists tightly, eager to step forward and teach Feng Yunqing a lesson.
Seeing this scene, Li Weidong seemed to have thought of something. He turned around and walked to the small policeman and said with a smile: "We might as well expose his crime in public and hand him over to these residents."
"Hand it over." The police officer looked stunned, but when he saw Feng Yunqing suddenly trembling all over, he immediately understood Li Weidong's intention.
There are some things that the police and soldiers can't do, but the residents can't do that much.
"Comrade Weidong, you are right. People like Feng Yunqing should be punished by the residents."
With that said, he stepped forward and read out Feng Yunqing's crime loudly.
A voice came from behind.
"Inform me, I will explain, I will explain everything."
The police officer turned around and saw that Feng Yunqing had collapsed on the ground with a gloomy face, and he felt calm in his heart.
He turned around and gave Li Weidong a thumbs up.
Li Weidong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, fully accepting this compliment.
After Feng Yunqing's psychological defense was broken, he quickly explained the entire incident.
Feng Yuanqing, whose real name was Feng Yunshan, was a big antique dealer in the capital before liberation. Countless antiques were sold overseas from his hands.
At that time, the Liu family was already his old customer, but the Liu family was buying antiques at that time.
After liberation, Feng Yunshan changed his name to Feng Yunqing. Due to the lack of transportation channels, Feng Yunshan could only stop temporarily.
By chance, he met Mr. Liu of the Liu family.
Feng Yunshan, who was suffering from hunger and cold at that time, seemed to have found a life-saving straw and begged Mr. Liu to give him a way to survive.
Mr. Liu hesitated again and again and pointed out a way for him, which was to help the Liu family purchase antiques in the pigeon market and send them overseas.
The transportation channels and the cost of purchasing antiques belong to the Liu family. Feng Yunshan only needs to be responsible for purchasing antiques and sending them to the south.
Feng Yunshan knew the dangers behind this job, and he didn't want to do it at first, but at that time he was desperate, and the Liu family's offer was really too much.
Feng Yunshan gritted his teeth and agreed.
"When I nodded, I had already anticipated today."
After the explanation, Feng Yunshan burst into tears. He knew what was waiting for him.
"The people behind the scenes are indeed the Liu family."
The small policeman no longer hesitated at this time and immediately drove back to the police station and asked the soldiers who had been waiting to arrest the Liu family.
In less than two hours, Liu's family and Deputy Factory Director Wang's family, who had been under surveillance for a long time, were all arrested.
In the police station.
When Wang Fuqi, the niece of deputy factory director Wang, learned that the person who betrayed them was Huang Zhongcheng, she was so angry that she was shaking all over. She rolled up her sleeves and was about to grab Huang Zhongcheng's face.
"Huang, you little brat, if our family hadn't pulled you out of the countryside, you would still be digging with your back facing the sky."
"How dare you betray us? Do you have any conscience at all?"
With quick eyesight and quick hands, the police officer stopped Wang Fuqi and pushed her down on the table.
Huang Zhongcheng breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly: "You brought me to the capital because you wanted me to be a dog for you. I have been a dog for seven or eight years, and now I want to be a human!"
"White-eyed wolf, you are just a white-eyed wolf. I was blind back then, so I brought you back to the capital." At this time, Deputy Director Wang had collapsed on the ground, completely lacking the majesty he had in the machinery factory.
He knew the details of the Liu family. Based on the things the Liu family had done, if they entered the fence this time, they would not be able to come out again.
"Am I a white-eyed wolf? After so many years, I have been your bull and horse, what have I got in exchange?" Huang Zhongcheng saw that they were all restrained, and the fear in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.
He stood up, pointed at Wang Fuqi's nose and said, "I got a bastard!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Wang Can is your son!" Wang Fuqi felt guilty, but still gritted his teeth and firmly denied it.
"Hahaha, Wang Fuqing, it's okay for you to look down on me in the past. Things have reached this point today, why do you still look down on me?" Huang Zhongcheng's eyes widened, pointing to his hair and said: "You
Look, is my hair curly? Ah!"
"Didn't the doctor say it was a genetic mutation?" Wang Fu shrank his neck and said unwillingly.
"The chicken mutates? Then why doesn't he mutate into Sun Wukong?"
Huang Zhongcheng pointed his finger at Wang Fuqi and began to tremble: "It's okay for you to fool around with those wild men outside and give birth to their children. What have I become?"
The young couple's quarrel left the police officers and others dumbfounded.
Today I solved a big case and ate a melon that was kept ripe. I am so happy.
Of course, these happiness have nothing to do with Li Weidong.
Because Yang Shirley was preparing to return to Hong Kong City, Li Weidong had to go to the airport to see her off on behalf of the Poverty Alleviation Workshop.
There were four or five airports in the capital at this time, and the plane Yang Shirley took was parked at Xiyuan Airport.
Xiyuan Airport is located to the south of Gongzhufen. On the way to the airport, you can see the Master Liang Sicheng Design Building.
From far away, you can hear the roar of the propeller.
After Li Weidong came to this era, he had never entered an airport and felt novel about everything.
Seeing Li Weidong looking out the car window, Yang Xueli pursed her lips in frustration.
During this trip to the mainland, Li Weidong left a deep impression on her.
He looks like a big star in Hong Kong City, he is experienced in dealing with people, and he is motivated and has made achievements in scientific research.
The only thing that makes Shirley Yang dissatisfied is that Li Weidong is already married.
but
It seems that you can get a second wife in Hong Kong City.
A flash of emotion flashed in Yang Xueli's eyes.
At this time, most of the planes at the airport are propeller planes, and occasionally Trident jets can be seen.
"Comrade Li Weidong, I hope that next time I see you, you can focus on the person instead of the plane."
"Uh, sorry." Li Weidong scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "You know, us men are always interested in big things like this."
"Pfft"
Shirley Yang couldn't help laughing: "It's all nonsense. Okay, I'm going to get on the plane. I look forward to seeing you in Hong Kong one day."
"I also look forward to that day coming."
Li Weidong nodded solemnly, saying that the poverty alleviation workshop must become bigger and stronger in the future, and sooner or later it will land in the port city as a bridgehead.