Yi Qiu and Zhifei were eating. Because the arrest was across provinces, Boss Ma had already been arrested and taken away by criminal police from other provinces.
It is estimated that when Yi Qiu saw news about him again, it would be on a certain news item.
For drug dealers, especially those who use force to resist, the outcome is probably more likely to be eating peanuts.
"drink wine?"
Zhifei asked.
After taking off his police uniform, he looked very young. Yi Qiu estimated that he was a little older than himself, but not much older. He could barely be considered a generation ago.
"Can."
Yi Qiu touched his bald head. To be honest, he didn't drink much.
But with my current physique, it’s okay to drink a few drinks.
The main thing is that Yi Qiu wants to find out who Master Sun is. A stranger entrusts the criminal police to find him, but Yi Qiu is a little curious.
"Two bottles, then, waiter!"
Zhifei said he was from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but he was not as elegant as those in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Instead, he behaved generously and boldly. However, I heard that he grew up in Juzhou City, so I guess it had something to do with it.
During the exchange of cups and chips, the two of them became much more intimate.
Zhi Fei and Yi Qiu talked about some of the things they encountered when they were criminal police officers and they had to battle wits with criminals. Yi Qiu finally couldn't help but ask about Master Sun's situation.
"You mean Master Sun?"
"It sounds like he is a poor man."
Zhi Fei was drinking, his face suddenly darkened.
"He grew up in a Taoist temple. He was gifted with extraordinary talents since he was a child, and he even had clairvoyance. In the past, he would have been a real person, but it was a pity that he was born at the wrong time."
"He is different from you. He has lived in a Taoist temple since he was a child. He has spent half his life in Taoist scriptures."
"Later, there was a big change in the Taoist temple. From the top of the tide to the bottom of the wave, it was really hard to accept."
While listening, Yi Qiu had a general understanding of Master Sun.
"Speaking of what your abilities are, I gained a lot of knowledge from following Master Sun in the past and saw many strange people and strange things."
Zhifei suddenly asked.
"Iron head skill."
Yi Qiu hit his head hard, making a sound like metal and stone hitting each other.
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After dinner, Yi Qiu returned to his ancestral home alone.
He was thinking about what Zhi Fei said to him.
According to Zhifei, there are many talented people in the country, after all, the population base is there.
The country initially organized corresponding research projects, and even set off a wave of the times.
But it soon stalled out, because according to data, as time goes by, the probability of these talented people appearing is getting lower and lower, and the conditions for their appearance are completely random and uncontrollable.
Although the total number has increased based on the number of people, the proportion is getting smaller and smaller compared to the past.
And as time goes by, the abilities of the new talents are much lower than those before.
Yi Qiu suddenly felt that these people were indeed tragic, because the probability of these talented people being selected by the comprehensive network in a hundred years was very high.
The person who can inspire the bloodline ability in the dead magic network is definitely not an unknown person.
Counting in other planes, it can be said to be the bloodline of the ancient gods.
But a hundred years later, these people have basically turned into dust.
The darkness before dawn is often the most despairing.
But these have nothing to do with Yi Qiu. Too much time has been wasted today, and he is going to finish the book.
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Du Lianggong was running wildly. He felt that he had never run so fast in his life.
His lungs were burning like fire, and his legs were so light that he almost lost his intuition.
The bushes in the forest hit his face with tiny blood marks, but he still ran as hard as he could.
He knew he couldn't stop if he did.
Then what awaits you will be an endless prison, or more simply, a peanut.
Du Lianggong has no regrets about taking the road of drug trafficking. People with no culture and no background like him have to obey the destiny if they don't risk their lives.
Du Lianggong never thought about how many people would be killed and how many families would be destroyed by the drugs produced.
He knew that people like him would not end well, but if he was like the men in the village, he would work hard and marry a not-so-pretty yellow-faced woman for the rest of his life.
Du Lianggong would rather go to Africa with an AK and work as a mercenary than do this.
But he didn't go to Africa in the end because he was afraid of death.
Being a drug dealer is not as lucrative as it is rumored to be, especially for a guy like him.
Du Lianggong was unwilling to do transportation. Although the proportion of transportation money among drug dealers was the highest, Du Lianggong knew that the probability of being caught was also the highest.
He chose the slightly less dangerous type of selling, which created the lowest risk, but Du Lianggong had no skills.
His brain is weak and his hands are clumsy, so he can only engage in selling without any technical content.
The small-scale drug trade has no technical content. When there is an order, it is delivered and paid for.
Be smart, the risk is much lower than transportation and higher-end smuggling.
But if you catch it, you still have to eat the peanuts.
Du Lianggong was very lucky that he happened to take an order today, which enabled him to escape the police's arrest.
But Du Lianggong knew that the police would soon discover that he had slipped through the net, and then seal the mountain and search.
After all, this is how his colleagues on TV entered. Now Du Lianggong wished that his unfilial mother could give him more legs.
After running for who knows how long, the sun sets in the west.
Du Lianggong couldn't run anymore. He was very thirsty now.
It was not easy to find a place with water in the mountains, and Du Lianggong felt a burning sensation in his throat.
He didn't dare to stop, he was completely lost now.
But he knew that as long as he didn't stop, there was still hope of escape. If he stopped, his life would be over.
Du Lianggong suddenly thought that if he had had this kind of energy when he was in school, he probably would not have embarked on such a path.
Then, Du Lianggong sighed hard in his heart.
The salary of a college student is not as good as that of a bricklayer. How can Du Lianggong live like those fools?
Du Lianggong looked down on those who studied. He felt that after studying for more than ten years, these people could not earn as much as those who worked hard.
Even if he studied hard and went to college, how could he be as cool as he is now?
However, when it comes to chicness.
Du Lianggong looked at his embarrassed appearance and felt a little regretful.
It’s not that I regret entering the industry, but that I wish I had stopped sooner.
Du Lianggong was suddenly stunned. The house not far away looked familiar...
Isn't that the house of the villager who just moved here that the boss mentioned?
Du Lianggong's eyes were filled with despair. It turned out that after running around the mountains for so long, he had come back again!
Du Lianggong scanned his surroundings vigilantly. He found that there were no police officers around who suddenly jumped out and pushed him to the ground.
Could it be that the police have all left?
His heart went from despair to full of hope in an instant, and it felt like going from hell to heaven.
As long as you don't get caught, the sky will be brighter after you escape!
For a moment, Du Lianggong felt like he was reborn!
Du Lianggong swallowed his saliva and planned to go to the house in front to get some water.
He saw the owner of that house leaving with the police before, and he probably wouldn't come back so soon.
He was so thirsty that he would almost faint if he didn't get some water.
So, Du Lianggong walked towards that house full of hope...