Jiang Hai, who had come from the provincial capital, got off the car and stretched. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that his sister Yan Chenxi had been waiting under the greenhouse not far away.
Yan Chenxi was wearing a white long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, with a ponytail, but no makeup on her face. She looked like a pure and lovely twenty-year-old school girl.
The hot sun was shining in the sky, but the hot sweat on her forehead was clearly visible. She had obviously been waiting here for a long time. She didn't call or ask via WeChat, she just waited quietly for her brother.
"Sister, you look so beautifully dressed today!" Jiang Hai felt excited and almost jumped up and down to where his sister was standing.
"Sister, I didn't even put on makeup today, so don't laugh at me." Yan Chenxi followed her early habit of taking Jiang Hai home from school and reached out to try to take the travel bag from her brother's hand.
"She is the most beautiful without makeup, otherwise how could she be noticed by our hero." Jiang Hai hid the travel bag behind him without leaving any trace, and walked ahead happily.
Yan Chenxi was stunned for a moment at first, and then she figured out who her brother was referring to. She blushed and spat, but in the end she followed her brother to the exit happily.
According to Jiang Hai's past habit, he always took the bus home when he returned to Dongzhou, but today it was rare that his sister came to pick someone up, so he followed her wishes and went to the taxi waiting area.
Since he came to Dongzhou this time because Chen Shu had gone to NJ a few days ago to conduct research on anti-K action, so subconsciously, Jiang Hai paid special attention to this information.
So when two people from the Wei tribe with faces that were obviously different from Chinese people appeared in the waiting area, he subconsciously stood in front of his sister, and then couldn't help but look at each other.
There were three people in the group, two from the Wei ethnic group and one from the Chinese ethnic group.
Standing at the front, the Wei man who is the leader always has a bright smile, wears traditional Shaomin costumes with bright colors, long black hair and bright eyes.
Even though he noticed Jiang Hai's impolite look, he smiled and nodded in response.
His smile was like sunshine, even if they were not close together, it still had a warm contagiousness, making Jiang Hai unable to overlay their figures with those of someone as cruel as the K elements.
Following him was a young Chinese man, wearing a black sweater, with messy hair, pale face, and stubble on his chin.
He has a stooped waist and a slender look, which is completely different from the former one. Although they are both Chinese, Jiang Hai still looks down on this man a little, especially because he still follows the Wei people.
The person walking at the end was also the oldest person in the group, but he had a tall build and a simple face. He just lowered his head and looked at the heels of his fellow travelers a few steps ahead without making any other movements.
The man who was neither near nor far away just followed, covering his arms with both hands. He felt that there must be something valuable inside. But under the background of his shabby coat, he looked a bit like a mountain man who went to the market with his treasure in his early years. Of course, this treasure should be
It's just for him.
"What are you looking at? Is something wrong?" Yan Chenxi pulled Jiang Hai's clothes and asked.
Jiang Hai nodded to the Wei clan member standing at the front as a response, then turned around and smiled at his sister: "It's okay, I just saw a few young people, which was a bit strange."
Yan Chenxi said "Oh", tilted his head and glanced in the direction where his younger brother was looking before: "He's from the Wei tribe, I haven't seen him for a long time."
Jiang Hai became interested as soon as he heard this: "Is it rare? I remember when I was a child, the streets were full of little hats selling cut cakes. At that time, there was a rumor in our school that a teacher who drove a Mercedes-Benz knocked over a seller.
The cake-cutting tricycle finally drove the cake-cutting seller home in his Mercedes-Benz, while the teacher rode a tricycle to work."
Since they settled in the same old house together, they naturally went to the same elementary school. As the elder sister, Yan Chenxi felt the same way. She waved her white jade hand like a knife with a serious look, and the swishing look was a bit cute:
"Yo yo yo yo yo, their sword skills are superb; yo yo yo yo yo, tilt everything, one ounce becomes a pound; yo yo yo yo yo, you can't get away."
"Sister, are you sure he didn't keep the cut off for himself? Did you buy the rest?"
"A bunch of people gathered around me. I can't even give me all the money I have in my pocket."
The two siblings were joking with each other when there was a sudden noise around them.
"Hey, beautiful girl, kind girl, don't let the hand that has already switched to making ramen pick up a gun again just because of a momentary joke."
This is a metaphor.
Hualong, a small county in the west of China, used to be famous for its private manufacturing of guns. At that time, its name was very famous, and it was said to be the best in the country. 10% of the county's population was engaged in this business, and the rest were
This 10% service.
Later, many people opened ramen restaurants across the country. Although they had a bad reputation, they finally found a legitimate job. Of course, there were advantages, too, such as large portions and plenty of choices for dishes. In a sense,
Speaking of which, it can be regarded as the No. 1 "chain" enterprise in China.
Abdul's words are more euphemistic. Although Qie Gao's reputation is not very good, they have learned to do serious business. You can't force them to steal or shoot again, right?
To put it more vividly, it sounds like "I have made progress, you should encourage and praise me".
At this time, Abdul smiled and walked up to the two siblings. Although his ears were full of ridicule for his nation, he still had a happy face and thought it was just a misunderstanding.
It has to be said that Abdul's tall and straight figure, slightly curly black hair, coupled with the confidence and temperament revealed between his eyebrows, do have great lethality on some young girls who are new to society.
Yan Chenxi was originally a very serious person in the work unit, but today he came to pick up his younger brother, and he dressed casually, so his words were a bit playful. People who never wanted to be teased stood beside him and were listened to.
.
Therefore, she was also a little ashamed: "Sir, I'm sorry, it was our fault. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course I won't mind. A beautiful lady like you, even if you are apologizing, is extremely beautiful. And I, Abdu, a Wei tribe member from Tianshan Mountain, am also attracted by your beauty. If you are free
if...."
Yan Chenxi smiled and politely interrupted the other party's conversation: "Mr. Abdul, are you coming to Dongzhou for tourism?"
"Travel? No, no, no, I'm here to see my dearest friend."
"Friend? Are you also from the Wei tribe?"
"No, he's Chinese, and hey, he's also a policeman."
The man wearing traditional Wei costumes laughed, showing his neat white teeth. His laughter was very hearty, making people feel happy and comfortable.
Presumably, his Chinese police friend must also be a generous person... Yan Chenxi and Jiang Hai thought at the same time.
After laughing, Abdul said mysteriously: "Shh, I brought him a great gift."
"What gift? Can we see it?" Jiang Hai, who knew it was related to the police and was still a police trainee, immediately became interested and asked probingly.
"Haha, it's our local specialty!"
...
monitoring room.
A group of big men in white clothes gathered around a few computer monitors, nervously watching the scene reflected on the screen.
Abdul and the other three were chatting with a man and a woman in the taxi waiting area. Looking at the situation, they didn't look like they were about to leave.
Chen Shu's palms were all sweaty because he saw Yan Chenxi and Jiang Hai on the surveillance camera.
Because he knew the two siblings very well, Chen Shu was very sure that they would not be the contacts of the K elements in Dongzhou.
Judging from the fact that the Wei people took the initiative to contact the two siblings, it was very likely that they were selecting hostages on the spot, or they were directly targeting these two siblings first.
Thinking of the tragic photos of the murdered women in the hotel toilets that were sent over by the Municipal Public Security Bureau, a chill suddenly came out of Chen Shu's heart.