"Fanzi, let's go, go get your fingerprints checked." A friend from the same village ran into the hardware store, said hello, and waited for someone to come out.
Chen Fan rubbed his eyes and came out of the back shop, frowning and said: "Why are you fingerprinting me? You're crazy. I haven't broken any laws, so why should I fingerprint you?"
"Didn't you see the shouting from the street? Those who open a store must have their fingerprints pressed. If you don't... they didn't tell me, I'm afraid the store will be closed." A friend from the same village said with a smile: "Let's go, identity information has been sold to so many companies.
Well, the news every day is all about trying to trick me into opening a store in northern Myanmar. What should I be afraid of if I just press my fingerprints?"
"The scammers all told me to go to Sihanoukville to do seafood business and earn a year's profit in a month." Chen Fan was lazily speaking, his speech slowed down, and he seemed to be heavy and didn't want to move.
"We are still in the seafood business. Selling abalone is not much of a problem. Do you want to go? Come on, you have to go anyway, you can't escape."
Not sure which sentence touched him, Chen Fan asked again: "You must go?"
"Civil servants and public institutions have all picked it up. Those of us who open stores and are listed in other people's books can't do it unless you go." My friend didn't want to line up alone, so he encouraged: "If you don't go now, people will come to your door later.
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"If I don't go there, how can they close my store?"
"If you lack a fire extinguisher in your store, they can close your store, what do you think?" The friend was talking about what happened before. Chen Fan was fined several meals of crayfish because of the fire extinguisher.
Chen Fan said "Hmm", thought again, and said: "Then you go first, I will sleep for a while and go back later. You go first, I am very sleepy."
"What did you do last night?"
"I just wanted to win a game and sleep. I almost stayed up all night." Chen Fan turned around and went back to the back shop.
His hardware store was left behind by his father. It is an old-fashioned shop-in-the-back-factory model. Because he has some craftsmanship, is willing to come to the store for decoration and repair, and can give credit to old customers, the business in the countryside is pretty good.
Chen Fan's profitable business is not limited to this. His most profitable craft is making air dogs, that is, air guns. Usually high-pressure air guns are used to shoot birds and rabbits.
Of course, the main selling point is not hunting, but the imitation of the appearance of firearms such as M16 and AK47. However, it must have the ability to shoot, otherwise people will buy real Lego. Why spend Lego money to buy Wenxiang
The cottage.
However, the income brought by this craft to Chen Fan is getting less and less. In the past, the built air dogs were broken into parts, then called for courier, mixed with a few mechanical parts and sent out.
Nowadays, express delivery inspections are getting stricter and stricter. Colleagues from all over the country are being taught to be polite, and there are far fewer people who dare to buy and are willing to buy. Imitation guns often turn into gun-related incidents, which is also frustrating.
Chen Fan didn't take it seriously. It was true that he was making less money. He had no choice but to go hunting with his uncle's team, which could be regarded as regaining the family business. However, after following him a few times and seeing more, he was a little scared.
People who are used to seeing blood are really wild.
Returning to the factory behind the house, Chen Fan looked at the lathe in front of him in a daze.
He is afraid that his fingerprints may be missing at a certain crime location. Maybe he does not have them now, but will have them in the future? Therefore, if he can not provide his fingerprints, he will not provide them.
If it really doesn't work, destroying the fingerprints is also an option.
Chen Fan once saw an old man who used sulfuric acid to destroy his fingerprints. Not only did it hurt, he might also break his hand. However, the effect was really good. From then on, everything became easier and easier to do.
Don't be afraid of anything anymore.
Grinding your hands on a lathe is also a way. At the very least, the fingerprints on your hands will be worn out by now, so naturally the fingerprints cannot be recorded.
However, this is also quite dangerous.
What I'm most afraid of is that if I don't hide it anymore, I will be suspected by others.
Chen Fan looked at the lathe and fell into deep thought.
He thought about it for a while, and thought to himself: The thirty-sixth plan is to run away first, lest something happens and falls into the hands of these policemen, and then they fall into a trap.
Afterwards, even if someone asks, it's okay to just say that you don't want to be fingerprinted.
On the contrary, there is no need to worry about grinding fingerprints. It will affect your running. Moreover, grinding will definitely be very painful. If you really hurt your hand, it will be more than worth the loss. Chen Fan also pointed to crafts to make money for retirement and play with women.
Winter winter winter.
The front door was knocked several times, and then the doorbell rang and someone shouted: "Boss? Is the boss here?"
Chen Fan hesitated for a moment, then took out his mobile phone to check the surveillance camera, and saw several people in uniforms wandering around the store.
There is nothing to say. Chen Fan just pretended to be a dead dog and pretended that he was not there.
At the same time, the voices of several people talking in the front store were also heard from the mobile phone through the surveillance system:
"What should I do if I'm not here?"
"Call. Call the number on the door."
Chen Fan listened to several uniforms talking, smiled secretly, took out another mobile phone and put it into airplane mode.
"Can't get through."
"Why don't you go to the next one first?"
Chen Fan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, thinking to himself, this is right.
Before this idea came to fruition, the tallest person among the few people said, "I'll scan the boss's fingerprints to see."
Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, and then heard the person on the surveillance camera ask: "Where to get it from?"
"Here at the cashier counter, they should all have the boss's fingerprints." As he spoke, the tall man stepped forward and got busy.
Chen Fan lowered his head and looked at his hands, then at the lathe, and suddenly felt a little lucky. He had lost 10 good fingers.
Front store.
Jiang Yuan scanned the cashier briefly and recognized one of the fingerprints.
Mobilizing hundreds of people to fingerprint more than 20,000 people in the entire township, isn't the purpose just for this fingerprint?
It can be said that this is the fingerprint that Jiang Yuan is most familiar with so far.
"Okay. Let's go to the next one." Jiang Yuan turned around and went out calmly.
There were four policemen at the scene, and it would be enough to arrest one person. However, the enemy situation was unclear, and the policemen around him were not familiar with them, so Jiang Yuan did not even say a word.
After leaving the door and taking two steps forward, Jiang Yuan took out his mobile phone and said to the policeman beside him: "You guys do it first, I'll make a call."
He called Liu Jinghui directly.
A quarter of an hour later, both ends of the busiest shopping street in Wenxiang were blocked.
Liu Jinghui, wearing a body armor and a helmet, followed a group of armed policemen and headed straight for the backyard of the hardware store.
He didn't dare to let him take the lead. But he didn't feel at ease when such an important suspect was asked to watch from behind.
Jiang Yuan, on the other hand, just stood obediently in the crowd, standing with the people, raising his neck and watching. The suspect most likely had a gun, and it was a powerful standard firearm. In this environment, the police academy did not
Jiang Yuan, who had read it, was indeed not even qualified to seal off the scene.
"police!"
"Don't move!"
"Hold your head with your hands!"
"Kneel down."
"Face to the ground!"
The sudden burst of sound brought fresh and deadly hormones, making Jiang Yuan's emotions instantly excited.
