In the only small hotel in the town of Andersheng, Duan Muye silently listened to all the stories about Li Huqiu told by his daughter. Finally, Duan Mujing said, "We have no reason not to give a person who wants to learn well and has never done evil a favor."
An opportunity to start over. He did not end up in that circle as an adult. He was abducted into that circle of thieves since he was a child. Everything he heard, saw and learned was about thieves. To this day, he can still maintain this
Kindness and justice are hard to come by. If you catch him, it will be like pushing him to the bad guys and turning the good guys into bad guys. Is it necessary to abide by such law enforcement disciplines?
Morality, legal principles, which one is more important? Human nature, right and wrong, what is the point of holding on? Duanmuye's ambition is full of contradictions. To interpret Li Huqiu is an injustice to the responsibilities of national law. To arrest Li Huqiu and return him to the ministry is an injustice to morality and humanity. Duanmuye does not care about the past.
For fame and fortune, his biggest concern is to explain Li Huqiu. Will he return to his old career? If he does, it will be a crime against society and the legal system.
"If you had a choice, what would you like to do in the future?" Duan Muye said to Li Huqiu.
Li Huqiu asked: "Can I choose?"
Duan Muye sighed and said, "I really want to give you a chance to choose. If you had a chance to choose, what would you do if you quit the world?"
Li Huqiu said: "I don't like what-ifs, but if you want to know so much, I might as well tell you that I want to be a free person, drink the strongest wine, and chase the most beautiful girls. Haha, it's a bit nonsense. I
In fact, what I want to do most is to find my miserable mother, hug her and tell her that I have never hated her. If possible, I also want to carry a bag and learn some skills other than stealing."
Duan Muye stared at him and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"
Li Huqiu said: "Except for the sentence about my mother!" He added: "Being a big thief, my life will definitely be colorful. If I learn how to knead steamed buns and become a chef, there will be one more mediocre cook in the world.
At the same time, there will be one less thief king. If you were me, what choice would you make?"
Duanmuye said: "Why did you tell Xiaojing that you were going to quit the world?"
Li Huqiu said: "It's not that I want to withdraw from the world, but that I have to withdraw from the world. At this point, you didn't let me choose at all. If I hadn't said this to your daughter, we would have been at war with each other by now."
Duan Muye sighed: "I have caught countless thieves in my life, and you are the only one who makes me doubt whether I am right. What are your unfulfilled wishes before I go back with you?"
Li Huqiu asked: "I heard that there is an article in your laws and regulations called meritorious atonement. I don't know if there is such a thing." Duanmuye was slightly startled and nodded: "Well, there is such a thing. What meritorious deeds have you done?"
Performance?" Li Huqiu said, come here and I will tell you quietly.
The tranquility of the town was broken by a gunshot. In the small hotel, Li Huqiu jumped out of the room. Behind him, Duan Muye covered his injured shoulder and chased him out. The gun in his hand was inaccurate due to his shoulder injury and missed Li Huqiu, who was jumping left and right.
Huqiu. Duanmu Jing, who came after hearing the sound, was surprised when he saw this situation. He hurriedly asked his father: "What's wrong? Why did you shoot? Oh, Dad, you are injured!" After that, he hurriedly found the first aid kit from his luggage.
, after tearing open his clothes, it was found that Duan Muye's injury was not serious. Duan Muye said that this kid attacked me sneakily. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and his knife only scratched my shoulder.
Li Huqiu escaped again. It is said that Nan Duanmu, one of the four special committees of the Ministry of Public Security, had caught him, but his superb extrication skills opened the cuffs, and finally injured Duan Muye and escaped. This escape was like a dragon.
Once you enter the water, it will be difficult to find.
Shanghai, Jinjiang Hotel.
The drunken Gao Changfeng was walking out of the hotel door, turned around and waved goodbye to Huang Baojiang. A speeding Crown car came at high speed and hit him hard. The whole person was thrown into the air seven or eight meters high.
It fell to the ground. The Crown car that caused the accident fled the scene without stopping. Gao Chufeng, who was not far from the scene of the accident, saw this scene and rushed forward in pain, crying, "No!" He was so anxious that he lost his breath.
When she woke up, Huo Butian, still bandaged, told her that Gao Changfeng was not dead and he wanted to see her immediately.
Gao Changfeng, who was diagnosed as dying soon, said to Gao Chufeng intermittently: "Take good care of your brother. The power of the gang cannot fall into the hands of Sun Guima and He Situ. I want you to support the gang first for your brother. Uncle Huo and
A bunch of old people will help you, remember to treat Sun Guima and He Situ, be sure to pull one against the other, and don't be hostile at the same time." When Gao Chufeng noticed that her father's voice was staccato and the tone was wrong, it was already too late. He was a proud hero and was unwilling to suffer.
Gao Changfeng, who was facing a humiliation worse than death, had been extubating himself for a long time.
Gao Changfeng, the leader of the Qinggang, died in a traffic accident in Shanghai in January 1994. In accordance with his last wish, his body was left in mainland China and buried at an appropriate time.
Three days later, at Gao Changfeng's funeral, Gao Chufeng, dressed in neat black women's clothing, ascended to the position of gang leader with the support of the four hall leaders and many elders. These people were able to continue to be bundled together with the other two big bosses in the Qing Gang, the deputy
The gang leader Sun Guima and the chief deacon He Situ continue to confront each other.
Apart from the noisy music and crowds, Li Huqiu saw Gao Chufeng from a distance surrounded by a large group of people like stars holding the moon in their arms. He thought that maybe this was her life. He sighed slightly and said to himself: "
I want to see you when I miss you, and miss you after I meet you. Why do we have to meet each other?" He turned and left.
In the Third Temporary Detention Center of Shencheng, five major thieves including Dadingzi, Li Yarong and others are trapped here.
At night, in the cell where Li Yarong was, the treasure of the detention center, the oversized 32-kilogram shackles, tightly locked the thin old man. The head bunk in this cell had also been warned countless times by the prison guards.
.Everyone in the cell knows that those who are qualified to wear this thing are definitely not ordinary people. Death row prisoners only have 18 pounds of shackles on their bodies, and they are all handcuffed. And Li Yarong's body is not only wearing big shackles, but also
He was still handcuffed behind his back. The headman didn't dare to ask or torture Li Yarong. There were eight people in the cell. He arranged the other six in a row. There were people staring at the little old man all the time. It was as if he was not paying attention for just one glance.
This little old man will disappear out of thin air.
From the day he came in, Li Yarong did not eat well and refused to explain his problems. He was a felon under the supervision of the ministry and the detention center did not dare to make any mistakes, so they had to lock him up and wait for the superiors to send someone to pick him up. These days
, the head shop noticed that the old man was getting thinner and weaker due to malnutrition, and his vitality was getting weaker and weaker. He felt that there was no need to guard such a helpless little old man. When the bell was ringing to turn off the lights, he
The people on the night shift were told not to be on duty tonight. The old man was breathing out but not taking in his breath, so he couldn't make much of a splash.
At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, the old thief Li Yarong, who was hungry, lean, and mentally exhausted, moved! His eyes were slightly opened and two cold lights emitted. He looked around to observe the movement and confirmed that everyone in the cell was asleep. Only his belly was visible.
His muscles stretched upwards with force, and the middle of his whole body bulged high. He pushed his head and feet in one place, and finally formed a posture like a diamond iron plate bridge. The 32 kilograms of shackles were curled up into a pile. His skinny arms were pressed together.
When they came together, they grabbed the thumb joint of their right hand with their left hand. With a slight exertion, they heard a snapping sound and the thumb joint was loosened. The old thief easily freed his right hand, and then he freed his left hand in the same way. The most difficult part was the feet.
The shackles were all smashed in, and there was no key at all. Either the rivets were pulled out, or the feet were freed. The old thief found a small piece of soap under the bunk, squeezed a little and peed on it, and it quickly turned into a ball of foam.
Apply it to the ankles. As early as the day when the shackles were placed, the old thief deliberately tightened the muscles of the ankles to make them thicker. Now that he has been hungry for so many days, he has lost weight and his legs have become thinner. He also deliberately contracted the muscles.
Under the influence of soap, he actually took off his shackles.
After his legs were free, the old thief tore the mattress under him into strips, and finally twisted it into a rope. He tied the shackles to the rope and stretched them out from the viewing window. But when he saw his wrist flicking, the thick
The heavy shackles were obediently put on the door like an ecstasy hook. Li Yarong tightened the rope, pinned the head of the shackles on the lock on the door, and wrapped the rope with the wooden handle of the bucket. He twisted it hard, and the lock on the door was locked.
The lock was broken! The old thief picked up the rope again, hung the shackles on the handle of the door, gently shook the door, and used a clever hand to use the weight of the shackles to open the door.
The old thief who pushed out the door did not rush to escape, but went straight to the adjacent cell where Dingzi was imprisoned.