No one can say who is awesome, no one can say who is stable, and no one is sick and can take two steps.
Li Xuewu didn't dare to say that he was taking care of it. With a large group of people taking care of it, everything about the recycling bin would be fine and he wouldn't have to worry about it.
He himself always reminded himself to be cautious, and also emphasized his confidence and seriousness in meetings, squatting down and burying himself in the soil.
Keep a low profile and do things thoughtfully.
Now the second master is collecting antiques and doing wholesale of red books and badges. He is really dancing on the edge of a knife.
It was the second master who was doing this work, and Li Xuewu would not have dared to do it if it were someone else.
The things under the warehouse in the backyard were emptied by him last week. There was no one in the house to help, and the only sound was the sound of cars.
I don't know where the things went. Li Xuewu asked the second master to remember the ledger alone, and the money will be transferred back together with the vegetables.
There are really too many "special wastes", including bronzes, pottery, jade, calligraphy and painting, lacquerware, jade, agate, porcelain, etc., including bone wares. The collectors in Sijiucheng have really met a big "buyer".
All "special scraps" are purchased at scrap prices, but there are so many things that can't be accommodated.
There were also valuable items such as jadeite, agate, etc. that were not convenient to collect with money, so the second master exchanged them with red books.
The red book is valuable, but ideas are priceless!
The old Biaozi didn't know what Li Xuewu wanted these things for, but he gave directions to the little guys from time to time, and named a few of the "old customers" who had previously collected antiques.
Hey! These people are really unlucky. Who can stand up to those brats?
Unlike before, these little brats all know that there is no point in smashing things and lighting them on fire.
What is the meaning?
The meaning is that it is only right to reinvent these things and contribute to the construction of the cause.
Therefore, these dregs of the old era will be sent to the recycling bin to be exchanged for red books, achieving a win-win situation for organizations and individuals.
The recycle bin has also achieved a win-win situation, winning once for antiques, selling books, and selling badges.
The boys have truly achieved the goal of "we don't have antiques, we don't produce antiques, we are just movers of antiques".
It was precisely because of Lao Biaozi's tip-off that they were able to achieve a double harvest of performance and ideas.
Why did the old guy live so freely on that street? He was responsible for providing information and recycling, which fully reflected the simple and kind-hearted side of the working people.
What bad intentions can a waste collector have? It's just to protect historical materials, preserve cultural classics, and preserve some visible history for the next generation.
In the early stage, those people just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to hoard antiques, and then sell them at high prices after the storm was over.
In essence, he is still an antique dealer. He does not regard historical materials with cultural value as treasures, but as goods for sale.
Li Xuewu was different. Although he paid for them at scrap prices, he really regarded these items as treasures, and he didn't even think about selfishly saving them for his family as heirlooms.
What he thinks is that when the time comes in the future, these things will still have to be returned to the people to fully reflect the historical value of these national treasures.
During this period, Li Xuewu knew that his abilities were limited, and all his actions were based on survival.
But a true man has things to do and things not to do. Within the scope of his ability, he should make some contribution to the people who come after him.
He is not a noble person, let alone a person who has escaped from vulgar tastes, and it is even less possible for him to donate these things to anyone.
He had heard about national treasures being lost in museums, but he had no idea of raising a mouse.
He already had the answer in his mind on how to deal with it, and he didn't tell the second master, let alone Lao Biaozi and others.
After finishing talking about the business, Li Xuewu looked at the people sitting on the stools in the room.
Yu Li, Xiao Yaner, and Delia.
Turning around and looking at Shazhu, who was lying on the quilt behind him, Li Xuewu asked: "Did you take Delia to the hospital for a physical check-up?"
"I'm gone, I'm fine."
Silly Zhu twisted his body and sat up, looked at his wife, looked at Delia's belly and said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with her, the doctor just said to take more nutrition, nothing else."
Supplementing more nutrients has become a mantra for doctors in this era. The reason is that most people at this time are lacking in nutrients.
Delia grew up on the grassland, and later suffered hardships. Naturally, her body and bones did not have such a good foundation.
But precisely because she grew up on the grassland, she looks stronger and not as delicate as a girl from the capital.
Li Xuewu glanced at Si Zhu and asked: "Are you rich? Don't be short on food. This is no joke."
"I have it"
Silly Zhu's face became a little more formal. Knowing that Li Xuewu cared about him, he nodded and said: "What can we spend? All our energy is on the child, and we are already making up for it."
Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the second child, and said nothing more when he nodded.
After all, some things are not easy to show, so I gave them to Shazhu in private and left them alone. If I brought them to the table and talked about them, I would inevitably make Shazhu embarrassed.
There are really no outsiders in this room. Everyone is a grasshopper on a rope. Even Silly Zhu has become much more strict with his mouth because his wife and he are more involved here.
The big boss left and the family moved to the south. He no longer had to cook food for him, and he also lost some income.
But in this era, no one will go hungry without the cook, he always has a way to make good things by himself.
Because there was a fire in the small canteen again, and Shazhu became the master of the small stove again, so there was no shortage of good things.
As for nutritional supplements, after Li Xuewu's inquiry, Erhai also knew to find Sha Zhu in private to supply some.
Silly Zhu and Delia were living well in the inverted house, and Li Xuewu was also more interested in them.
He doesn't have to worry about Silly Zhu, mainly Delia. Pazile follows him wholeheartedly and works hard, always taking good care of his sister.
On the topic of Silly Zhu and the two, several people started chatting. This is what people in the courtyard who can't sleep do in the summer.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yu Li and other lesbians couldn't afford to sit up, so they went to her house together to take a bath. There was a bath there, similar to the one at Li Xuewu's house.
There were only some old men left in the room, drinking tea and sitting and waiting for Lao Biaozi.
Those who were aware knew that this boy was on business, but those who were unaware saw Li Xuewu here and understood what was going on.
This was the reason why Silly Zhu never came home. He was very lazy and would not sit down when he could lie down. He would not stand when he could sit down. He went home early to rest as usual.
On the one hand, I was chatting with Li Xuewu, and on the other hand, I was waiting for Lao Biaozi to see if anything happened.
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The Cultural Street at night is very quiet, but it is also very lively. What is quiet is that there is no one on the street, but what is lively is that the small buildings on the street are full of people.
Each organization has its own base, working during the day and running wild at night.
The boys here shout slogans during the day, and the girls here scream mentally at night.
Entertainment in this era is too scarce. There are not many things to do, there are very few games, and it is even harder to find places suitable for recreation.
After breaking free from the shackles of thoughts, liberating desires, and without external constraints, what will people do when they become crazy?
Schopenhauer wrote in "The Wisdom of Life": "The real source of boredom is inner emptiness, which prompts people to always seek external stimulation and strive to use certain things to activate their spirit and emotions.
Therefore, these little brats want to add a spoonful of excitement and a spoonful of illusion to their boring lives.
This two-story building itself was the office space of a chamber of commerce. It later became the editorial office of a newspaper, and now it has become a den of madness.
All the furniture in the lobby on the first floor has been removed, and the floor-to-ceiling windows are covered with thick velvet curtains to ensure that only a little bit of indoor sound is transmitted outside.
The crystal chandelier hanging high on the roof emits gorgeous and colorful psychedelic lights, a gramophone copied from somewhere, and "The Hawthorn Tree" is played on the large brass speaker.
Don't look at the word "Hawthorn Tree" and think it's the ones behind your house in your hometown. In fact, they are also there.
There must be no love story happening under your hawthorn tree, but what happened under this "Hawthorn Tree" is a love triangle.
The rich Ural style was awakened from the record, the melodious tunes and the profound artistic conception of the words were transmitted to every corner of the room through the gramophone.
Innocent, graceful and romantic, pairs of men and women hugging each other dance to the music with their indulgent youth.
They didn't understand what the melody and lyrics on the record meant, but these young people in the room were fascinated and obsessed with it.
This was the vile sound they resisted during the day, and was also the source of the vicious hysterical curses at the conference.
But now, it is the elixir that awakens the passion deep inside young people and the secret recipe that inspires them to enjoy their youth.
Although we are separated by a national border and a language distance, our feelings and love are connected.
They danced, lingered, and sang along to the melody of the music in a low voice. In their fiery youth, there was sparkling psychedelia and nothingness.
And this is also the time when they were in their wanton and indulgent youth, consciously the purest and simplest, like hawthorn trees full of white flowers.
Wang Yamei was sitting on the sofa, listening to the melodious music in her ears, her body swaying slightly, holding a bottle of liquor in her hand, and poured it carelessly into a white steel bucket in front of the coffee table.
"Hey~ little sister, why don't you go dancing?"
"I'm going to dance, you do this?"
Wang Yamei glanced at the young man sitting next to her and gestured to the bottle of liquor in her hand.
The young man smiled, took the empty bottle and put it on the coffee table. He smiled and extended his hand to Wang Yamei and said, "Hello, my name is Chen Zixin."
Wang Yamei pursed her lips and looked at him in a funny way as he was about to shake hands with her. She leaned forward and did not take his hand. Instead, she picked up a bottle of fruit wine on the table and opened it.
"You're not that stupid, are you? Do you think this is a library?"
"Haha~"
The young man who was insulted by Wang Yamei was not embarrassed, but withdrew his hand and placed it on his folded knees.
However, the arm that was resting on the back of the sofa behind Wang Yamei slipped down and rested just behind her.
Wang Yamei glanced at him, ignored his little move, and continued to pour the opened red wine into the white steel barrel.
"What kind of drink is this?"
Chen Zixin looked at Wang Yamei's movements as if she was curious, and even leaned toward her.
Wang Yamei twitched the corners of her mouth, her eyes turned white, and she shook the wine bottle in her hand vigorously to release the wine quickly.
"Bomb, depth charge"
"oh?"
Chen Zixin was startled by Wang Yamei's words, and then laughed again, understanding that Wang Yamei was talking about the name of the mixed wine.
"This name is quite interesting. What's your name, little sister?"
"Ha~"
Wang Yamei rolled her eyes, handed the empty bottle to Chen Zixin next to her again, and went to the coffee table to open a bottle of high-concentration liquor that Brother Biao brought in in the afternoon.
"You are the seventh person to talk to me tonight. What do you think makes you better than the previous six?"
Wang Yamei is not the salesperson in the recycling bin now, nor is she the good girl in front of Li Xuewu, nor is she the good boy in front of her sister, she is just a troubled girl.
But the more she behaved like this, the more the young men in the room liked her. As she said, many people came to talk to her, but they were stimulated by her words and left.
The roses are thorny, the flowers are fragrant, the horses are unbridled, and the rouge is alluring.
Everyone knows that the new girl here today is a wild horse, and you can’t afford to mess with someone who doesn’t have grassland at home.
Just look at her new style of play. There really is no one who can conquer her today.
When the white steel bucket was brought, it was mostly filled with ice. She sat here and opened a dozen bottles of white wine and poured a dozen bottles of fruit wine into it.
Now I emptied the liquor bottle in my hand, looked into the bucket, and pulled the stopper of the thermos bottle on the table. I stood up with the thermos bottle and poured it into the white steel bucket.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It’s not boiling water. No one knows how to drink tea in this kind of evening show. They are all young people. If you want to dance with a tea cup, you are really stupid.
It's beer, fresh beer I got from the brewery in the afternoon.
German technology, a complete set of machines and technology introduced by the Beijing Brewery two years ago, allows people in the Forty-Nine City to enjoy the taste of Europe.
"Want to try it?"
Wang Yamei stood next to the sofa, the thermos bottle in her hand had been replaced by another, looking down at the surprised Chen Zixin, and asked provocatively: "Aren't you afraid?"
Chen Zixin looked at the crazy Wang Yamei speechlessly, then looked into the white steel bucket, frowned and asked: "Can this be drunk?"
"Hahahahaha~"
The young people looking over laughed when they saw his appearance, as if they were mocking his childishness and timidity.
Wang Yamei drooped her eyelids as if disappointed. She put down the thermos bottle in her hand and picked up an enamel teapot from the coffee table with the glory of labor printed on it. Regardless of whether it was hygienic or not, she put it into the white steel bucket and started to stir.
Just when the music on the phonograph came to an end, Wang Yamei scooped out a jar of spirits from the white steel bucket under the expectant eyes of everyone.
"Oh!~~~"
Seeing Wang Yamei finishing the vat of wine boldly, everyone in the room gave their warmest applause.
"drink!"
"drink!"
The young people came over in pairs and took their own wine glasses. Wang Yamei filled the glasses with an enamel jar and walked boldly to the dining table to have a warm drink.
I can't figure out the temperature of this thing, but it's really hot in the room, don't forget it's summer now.
But if there was a glass of cold liquor in front of you, would you choose to get drunk on the bed with the girl across from you?
You are not drunk and I am not drunk, so how can we give the other party a chance?
If you don't drink and I don't drink, how can I take off my clothes and reach out to touch it?
Saturday's dance is not just about girls and wine, it's not just about music and friends, it's also about a table of delicious food.
The large table seats reserved at the Sifang Hotel all serve cold dishes, so as not to let the dishes get cold.
It's not suitable for a banquet, but it's suitable for drinking.
"Don't tell me you can't drink~"
Wang Yamei listened to the music again, and everyone had a glass of wine. Then he scooped up another jar of wine and sat back on the sofa. Looking at the frowning Chen Zixin, he asked funnyly: "Are you an adult?"
Chen Zixin shook her chin, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What about you? You haven't just graduated from junior high school, right?"
"Ha~ you take care of me!"
Wang Yamei held the enamel jar and started drinking, as if what she was drinking was not wine, but delicious food.
Chen Zixin looked at her expression without any reaction, and then looked at the "depth charge" in the barrel suspiciously. Her thoughts moved, but she did not try to touch the wine.
Because he has never drunk before, today is the first time he comes here to play. He is from Taishan Club, and he comes here for organizational exchange.
Seeing Wang Yamei's eyes sweeping across the dance floor, Chen Zixin felt that she was the seventh loser.
The reason for failure is simple, just because he doesn't know how to drink.
Looking at the teasing looks of the people sitting on the sofa by the window, I knew they were reminding me to give up my seat quickly if I lost, and there were still people who continued to try.
Who is Chen Zixin? He is a person who gives in easily. He is here to "exchange and learn" on behalf of the Taishan Society. How can he let these people ridicule him in such a dejected manner?
"Give me a drink too"
Wang Yamei turned her head and glanced at the rookie next to her, and looked at him suspiciously. The meaning in her eyes was very clear: don't show off if you don't know how to drink.
As if she was insulted, Chen Zixin withdrew the hand holding Wang Yamei's back, took the enamel jar from her hand, and poured all the remaining "depth bombs" she drank down her throat in one gulp.
"Oh!!!"
You don’t know if you don’t drink it, but you will be shocked when you drink it.
Chen Zixin's eyes widened, her mouth opened and a ball of fire spewed out.
Yes, he felt like he had spit out a ball of fire. The fire burned from his throat to his stomach, and his scalp was burned through.
"Hey! Are you drunk?"
Wang Yamei saw that he had made no movement for a long time, so she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his face, snatched the enamel jar from his hand and went to scoop another jar.
But before she could bring it to her mouth, the hand stretched out from beside her snatched it away.
"good!"
"Hey~ you really dare to drink!"
Everyone around them was applauding, but Wang Yamei was suspicious again.
Chen Zixin's head was about to explode. Only Wang Yamei's doubts were floating in her ears. There was already a double image of Wang Yamei in front of her eyes.
Blinking his eyes, burping, and out of body, he found himself again.
Chen Zixin shook his head vigorously and shook off the sweat he had just produced. Feeling the fire in his stomach, Chen Zixin looked at Wang Yamei and then went to scoop up a piece of food in the bucket again.
"Okay, okay! I'm afraid of you, okay!"
Wang Yamei did not let him continue drinking. Instead, she stopped his arm with her hand and comforted Chen Zixin by saying, "If you drink like this, there will be nothing else to do tonight."
"Shh~~~!"
The one who had something good to do blew a sharp whistle and asked Wang Yamei with a smile: "Sister, what else are you doing tonight?!"
"Hahahaha~"
"Fuck your sister!"
Wang Yamei ignored the commotion, rolled her eyes, snatched the enamel jar from Chen Zixin's hand, observed him, stretched out her hand to lift his chin and asked, "You're not drunk, are you?"
Chen Zixin did not answer her question, but shook his head, as if his head was filled with the wine he just drank.
"No...it's okay!"
Chen Zixin frowned hard, then rubbed her face with her hands and whispered: "This is my first time drinking."
"Oh~~~This is my first time~~~"
The people who came over for a second glass of wine started to cheer and laugh again.
Compared with just now, the faces of everyone who came to refill their glasses now had color on their faces. This wine was refreshing to drink, but it was also really exciting.
But in this hot room, with such a refreshing and exciting drink, everyone naturally needs it to cool down after dancing for a long time.
Maybe it's because it tastes really good, or maybe it's because I want to watch the new girl and brother joke, so everyone sat around here so that they can easily get the wine in the barrel.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Someone saw that the liquid level in the bucket was almost reaching the ice cubes, and consciously opened the liquor and fruit wine, and mixed it with the beer in the thermos bottle
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At this time, there is no elegance to speak of, only the need for excitement and coolness.
I don’t know if it’s really hot in the room or if the ice wine I drank is not cool enough. Why does it get hotter and sweatier the more I drink it?
Everyone didn't wear much to begin with, but now they all started to open up. Some boys were the first to go shirtless, and some girls had their skirts rolled up.
Hot blood mixed with strong liquor, double the excitement!
There were rules for the first three dances, but after a few rounds of drinking, when the gramophone was turned on again, there were no more restrictions and only indulgence.
I don’t know what happened to Lai Yide today. He usually has a good drinking capacity, but today he just drank seven glasses of wine and felt a little dizzy.
Dizziness is not the main thing, the important thing is that he has stimulating feedback.
Especially when dancing with Guoer, why do you seem so eager?
Guo'er has obviously discovered his embarrassment and is rubbing his head against her. What does this mean?
You guys are all watching, this nightlife has just begun, is it about to enter the final stage?
It’s not like I haven’t eaten or seen anything before. If anyone enters the room first, they will be laughed at to death.
So he endures!
Lai Yide endured it, and everyone on the dance floor also endured it. The girls didn't feel anything wrong, but the young men were very stimulated.
I don't know which bad boy he was, but he shouted "It's time for romance" with a smile, and then the chandelier above his head was turned off.
"ah!"
"ah!"
"Hehe~"
"Hahahaha~"
The dark room officially entered the exciting stage with the dance music of "Let's Raise a Cup". From time to time, laughter and laughter could be heard, as well as the screams of girls, as well as angry laughter and curses.
"You're not going to dance?"
"I won't go, I'm a little dizzy"
When Wang Yamei asked Chen Zixin, he waved his hand in embarrassment, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Wang Yamei grabbed it.
"Why!"
Chen Zixin was about to speak, but Wang Yamei had already pulled her out of her seat and stumbled towards the dance floor.
During the process, he bumped into a few people, but they all laughed and stretched out their hands to push him or help him.
Chen Zixin didn't know what was wrong with her. She seemed to be floating in the water, swaying and floating.
The steps are disordered, the dance steps are unorganized, swaying from side to side, like duckweed in the water.
Especially this exciting and melodious music, like a gust of wind, blowing and swaying on its own.
"Kekeke~"
"Hahaha~"
Laughter echoed in my ears, as if the friends were chasing and chasing each other on the lawn in spring, or as if they were splashing muddy water on each other in the pond in summer, as if there were fallen leaves falling under the big trees in autumn.
, and it seems like there are snowflakes falling on the face in winter.
Bingbing, cool~
"Bang!"
The melodious song wasn't over yet, but the bad boy who turned off the lights turned on the lights before they could react.
Chen Zixin blinked her eyes uncomfortably, and when she opened them again, she saw everyone smiling at her.
It turns out that what fell in the winter and made the face feel cold was not the snowflakes, but the girl's kiss.
"Your uncle's~"
"Hahaha~"
"Just wait! You loser!"
"Hehe~"
There was a kid who did bad things under the black light and was caught in the act by the light. He would clean himself up while laughing and cursing at the kid who turned on the light.
Everyone is an acquaintance and understands each other well. Even if there are new people coming, they all know each other well.
Although Wang Yamei is new here, she has been here before, so who cares who she is.
Just be happy!
It seems that people like Chen Zixin are the focus, because "exchange and learning" is accompanied by the two societies understanding and testing each other, and there is still the possibility of integration in the future.
After the dance ended, everyone was sweating again. There was no other drink in the room, only the strong liquor in the ice bucket could quench their thirst.
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"Come on, smile~"
"Hahaha~ so ugly~"
The dance turned into a drinking party, and everyone danced and drank for who knows how many rounds. In the end, there was no ice in the bucket, and no one could still stand in the room.
There were some who were eager on the sofa, and some who were content in the room. The most outstanding one was Wang Yamei, who never got drunk after a thousand cups. He took out a camera from nowhere and pulled Chen Zixin to take pictures of him.
Chen Zixin was so drunk that she was so dizzy that she allowed Wang Yamei to manipulate her. She would stand on the coffee table if she was told to, lie down on the pile of wine bottles if she was told to lie down, and sit if she was told to sit in a crowd of people.
So Wang Yamei's camera contains various photos of him, as well as photos of these young people.
Everyone was making fun and laughing. No one thought there was anything wrong with taking pictures on such occasions, and no one thought the camera would bring any danger.
Because everyone is drunk!
"Come! Stand over here, over here!"
"I...I...I can't stand anymore~"
Chen Zixin didn't know why she had to be manipulated by Wang Yamei. It seemed like she didn't want to disappoint her, and it seemed like she had determined that she was the trophy of his drinking from the beginning.
Staggering, Chen Zixin bumped into the door and accidentally fell into the room.
"Ah!~~"
"Hahahaha~"
The screams in the room did not arouse the people in charge, only the laughter of those who were still queuing in the hall.
"Crack!"
Wang Yamei didn't care about this and started taking pictures of Chen Zixin. Naturally, the man and woman on the bed were also highlighted in the film.
"Hahaha~"
"go out!"
"We'll leave right away"
Wang Yamei pulled Chen Zixin out crookedly, stumbled out of the door, and when she was about to close the door, she turned back and shouted to the inside: "Come on!"
"roll!"
"Hahaha~!"
Wang Yamei got the photos she needed. Chen Zixin was not in the camera she took. Her unskilled technique focused on the mandarin duck who did not turn off the lights.
It's summer, there are no quilts anymore, some are just posing for the camera.
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The cheers spread through the curtains to the street and to several cars that arrived quietly.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Two Prairie Tiger assault vehicles, three Antelope light patrol vehicles, and one armed patrol vehicle with a light machine gun.
In the distance there are two large trucks covered with tarpaulins, like tigers in the night, waiting for the order to eat people.
Pazile in the prairie tiger car was also waiting for orders from Brigade Shen.
Xing Yichun on the Antelope Car was also waiting, waiting for Biaozi in the corner to give him a signal.
Today's operation was handled by the Jiaodaokou Police Station, and the Public Security Brigade was responsible for coordination. The arrests were carried out by both units, and the filing was done by Xing Yichun after get off work, when he went to the branch to report to Zheng Fuhua in person.
There is no need to worry about confidentiality now, because the security brigade is dispatched by special agents, and the only people in the station are Xing Yichun, Wu Zi, and newcomer Wang Zhiqiang.
Wang Zhiqiang was the strongest newcomer in Jiaodaokou who boasted to Li Xuewu and Gu Ning when they were getting their certificates.
Tonight, there were three people from Jiaodaokou Station and more than 40 special agents from the Public Security Brigade who came down the mountain. They were all trustworthy and reliable. After arresting the people, they were sent to a prison for interrogation and investigation on the spot.
Xing Yichun is not going to sleep tonight. Duan Youting, Song Zhijie and Mi Qingzhou are already waiting at the First Prison. They will interrogate together tonight and try to figure out all the issues before dawn.
Lao Biaozi had been here a long time ago, holding a flashlight in his hand and squatting at the corner of the two-story building. From here, he could hear the business going on inside and see the movement on the windowsill.
Coming!
Lao Biaozi saw a hand stuffing a camera behind the curtain and then disappeared. This was the secret code he and Wang Yamei had agreed upon.
Coming!
Xing Yichun sat in the passenger seat of the jeep and saw the flashlight in the corner light up twice, knowing that the matter was done.
Coming!
Shen Fang, who was sitting in the prairie tiger, saw Xing Yichun jumping out of the car in front of him and quickly waved his hands behind him, while shouting on the radio station: "Action!"
The action began, and many people wearing black uniforms and black masks jumped out one after another from antelopes and prairie tigers, holding Type 56 special agents in their hands.
Xing Yichun gestured to everyone, glanced at Wu Zi and Wang Zhiqiang who were holding cameras, and then took the lead and rushed into the small courtyard.
The special service team was divided into three teams. One team followed Xing Yichun to the door, another team climbed along the low wall to the second floor, and another team blocked the back door of the second floor.
When the operation commander Shen Fang made a gesture, the two special agents carrying the door slam swung hard, and the thick wooden door opened with a sound.
Lao Biaozi had already explored the room and all the special agents knew where the light switches were, and they turned them on as soon as they entered the room.
After controlling the people in the hall and each room according to the predetermined order, Wu Zi and Wang Zhiqiang were already too busy holding cameras, taking pictures one location after another.
The girl's screams and the drunken boy's curses rang out from time to time in the room, and then they were subdued by the butt and muzzle of the gun.
Some people on the second floor were smarter. When there were noises and shouts on the first floor, someone jumped naked from the window on the second floor.
But the jump is a jump. There will be people waiting here when you get down. You don’t have to go upstairs to catch them. They will be delivered to your door yourself.
For a while, the small second floor was brightly lit, and the noise inside gradually stopped, leaving only the clicking sound of the camera.
Because after the operation, two large trucks crashed behind them and drove over. The lights of all the vehicles on duty were turned on, and the young people who were busy in the surrounding buildings were startled.
When they saw that it was not for them, they all ran out to watch the fun.
"Hey! That's really weird!"
Some people who knew what was going on stood at the door with their arms folded and looked in, saying to the people around them: "It looks like the police are here to arrest people, but aren't they all from Dongcheng's powerful department?"
"Who knows these days?"
"But in what name are we arrested? We are..."
"But what?"
The man holding his arms raised his eyebrows and said: "I asked you to do activities, what did you do? You don't know?"
After speaking, he motioned to the Great Wall faction and said, "Just wait and see the excitement, maybe they are going to cause some trouble."
In the two-story building, Xing Yichun ran up and down the stairs twice. After making sure everyone was under control, he wiped the sweat from his head.
"Pay attention to evidence collection. All suspicious clues must be packed and taken away!"
"Wu Zi, please take the photo clearly~ Don't let us suffer later!"
"That! That! That!"
Xing Yichun took the trouble to point his hand at the sofa and the underwear on the floor, indicating to Wang Zhiqiang to take a clear picture and take a careful picture.
Especially the faces of those being controlled on the sofa and those in the room are all clearly shown.
Although Lao Biaozi has already said that the main characters will definitely be filmed by insiders, but since the operation is going smoothly, what should be retained must still be retained.
Wu Zi and Wang Zhiqiang had a clear division of labor. They had already assigned areas according to the map when they were in the institute. At this time, the photo collection was basically finished.
Xing Yichun shouted to all the special agents in high spirits: "Take them away!"
Since he became the deputy director, this was the first time that he led a team to carry out such a large task. Unexpectedly, it was successfully completed.
That's right, there are insiders and support. If this fails again, he should be laid off as soon as possible.
All those who were cuffed kept the clothes they were wearing when they were arrested, and those who were naked only had their shirts covering their buttocks.
Fortunately, Shen Fang knew the significance of this operation and wore hoods for everyone, so that these people would not feel embarrassed when they walked out without a trace.
In fact, everyone is embarrassed and their faces are covered, but it is unclear who is in this building or on this street.
No one in this building dares to resist. One reason is that they are afraid of these men in black, and the other reason is the cameras.
They knew very well what they had done today. No matter how much they drank, they were still sober after being frightened by the gust of wind.
If you gather a crowd to do this, you will most likely end up dead. Even if your parents have connections in the work unit, it may not work.
Even though they are all brats who want to make trouble, they are still paper tigers when faced with real swords and guns.
One by one, they were put into large trucks. Some of them didn't even wear shoes and could only walk barefoot.
The people watching around stood at a distance, silent, with cold sweat falling from their heads.
What we captured today was the Great Wall, but the fox is sad when the rabbit dies. What do other societies think?
I really need to control this dance party from now on~
Who cares about you!
Lao Biaozi rode home and hummed a tune. Just now he saw Wang Yamei being taken into the car and left. The camera was also taken away by Shen Fang. Everything went smoothly as planned.
He did not follow him to Jiaodaokou Prison because the convoy would not return to Jiaodaokou after loading people and evidence. Instead, he went to a prison.
But he didn't go to a prison because he was nothing and had nothing to do with this matter. He was just a passerby.
Lao Biaozi, a passerby, rode his bicycle and returned to the courtyard house under the light of the motorcycle lamp and the big moon. The place was peaceful and stable, which was completely different from the thrilling scene just now. It gave Lao Biaozi a feeling of peace of mind.
I'm home, I'm fine.
He didn't go through the gate of the west courtyard, but came in from the gate of the courtyard with his car. Liu Guangtian saw him and asked him, but the old Biaozi only replied that he had just come back from the supply and marketing cooperative.
Liu Guangtian curled his lips when he saw the old Biaozi's back, turned around and muttered to the people in the room who were waiting for him to play cards: "You've climbed a high branch."
"Keep your voice down!"
Sun Laoliu next door glared at him and reminded: "Are you messing with him? If he hears it, why don't you find someone to deal with you?"
"I'm afraid of him?!"
Liu Guangtian sat back on the kang with a cigarette in his mouth, touched the cards in his hand, squinted at them, and said, "Wait for me for a few days, and I'll take care of them one by one!"
I don't know what will happen to him after a few days, let alone who he wants to deal with. No one in this room takes his words seriously.
Downside room.
Old Biaozi walked past the window with a groan. Everyone in the room looked at each other and felt relieved.
The eldest grandma glanced at Li Xuewu and then motioned to the second child to bring food to Lao Biaozi.
In the evening, Yu Li knew that Lao Biaozi would come back late, so she had already prepared a portion and warmed it in the pot. It was just in time to eat.
Lao Biaozi stored the car in the west courtyard, went back to the house, washed his hands, and walked into the house. Everyone was looking at him.
"What are you looking at me doing?"
Lao Biaozi smiled at everyone as if unintentionally, then got on the kang with his legs crossed, picked up the teapot and took a long sip.
"Ha~~"
After heaving a sigh of relief, Lao Biaozi took the rice bowl and started eating, not paying attention to everyone in the room looking at each other.
According to Lao Biaozi's character, if you have done something, you shouldn't just hang out for a while without waiting for dinner when you come back. What happened today?
No problem, today's matter must be kept secret.
He had already made inquiries and found out that most of the people from the Great Wall Sect were related to Dongcheng's powerful departments. This time, Brother Wu did not intend to beat people to death with a stick, as he would not offend them. He would not want to hang out in Sijiu City in the future.
So Wang Yamei will be taken away together.
So he won't show up.
So he has nothing to do with it.
He will also swallow this matter without even farting.
This operation by the Jiaodaokou Station was entirely based on reports from the masses and temporary forces were organized to carry out arrests.
As for who reported it, they already said it was an enthusiastic member of the public, yet they still asked.
