At the beginning, I want to quit the arena

Chapter 92
Sheng Jiale was biting an apple, sitting under the bauhinia tree in the open space outside the Pengzhou police post, with a relaxed expression, watching the situation on the chess board in front of him.

The opponent sitting opposite him was Guang Bo, the owner of the grain and oil store who had reported the case to the police for assistance in delivering rice. At this time, sweat was dripping from his forehead, and he would wipe it off with the cuff of his shirt from time to time, but how could he wipe it off? Sweat doesn't seem to be wiped clean.

"Mandarin Ducks and Horses with Zhongying Che, Dead Chess, Uncle Guang, don't think about it anymore, admit defeat!" Sheng Jiale lightly tapped the two chess pieces he had eaten, and said to Uncle Guang facing him with a smile.

"Come again!" Uncle Guang panted heavily after confirming that there was no possibility of a comeback.

Afterwards, he continued to place chess pieces, preparing for another game with Sheng Jiale.

"Unload another bag." Sheng Jiale called out to Guo Wenda who was dozing off on the tricycle next to him.

Guo Wenda put on the hat that covered his face, and skillfully unloaded a bag of rice from the shelf of the tricycle, carried it on his shoulders into the police post, and sent it to the utility room at the back. Don't forget to say:
"Uncle Guang, it's the fourth bag. You only purchased ten bags of rice this time. If you continue playing, I think you might as well call and order another batch. Accept the reality? You have been the number one chess player in Pengzhou for many years." , should we change?"

"Shut up!" Uncle Guang cursed at Guo Wenda, and then continued to lower his head to play chess. Deng Shitong, who was sitting in the open office in the distance and wrote the daily police log, was startled by Guo Wenda's footsteps, and looked up at the In the midday sun outside the police post, Sheng Jiale, who was smiling brightly, was a little lost in thought.

She can't tell now which face is the real Sheng Jiale from the man with fierce eyes and fierce strikes that day, and the bright and sunny face of him at this moment, who is gentle and gentle. This feeling becomes more and more curious. The more she couldn't help but want to get closer to the other party, looking for answers.

"Stop it, Uncle Guang!" Sheng Jiale played chess very fast, but after more than ten minutes of playing, he smiled again and said, "I will only keep the title of Pengzhou's number one chess player for a few days. When it's over, when you find out your identity and leave Pengzhou, it will be automatically returned to you."

"I won this game steadily, and you may not have a [-]% chance of winning." Hearing Sheng Jiale's words, Uncle Guang wiped off his sweat first, then carefully observed the situation on the chessboard at this time, and spoke with some lack of confidence.

Sheng Jiale pushed his cart across the Chu River with a snap: "Stacking carts destroys elephants, horizontal cannon kills pawns, you only have one move left, use bishops to replace death, after killing bishops, you will die."

Uncle Guang tapped the chessboard with his hands, and calculated in his mind according to the chess strategy Sheng Jiale said, and it was indeed the same as what the opponent said. At most, he is using bishops to delay death, which is already a death-killing situation.

"If you have time, look up the chess records more and learn the theoretical knowledge. It doesn't mean that you are really good if you play more times." Sheng Jiale took out his wallet and took out a few hundred yuan from it and handed it to Uncle Guang: "The five bags of rice you lost are worth a lot. I bought it and gave it to the police post, and we will discuss it next time."

Uncle Guang took the money and stuffed it into his shirt pocket without any shame: "This money is enough to unload all the goods on the car at the police station, Ada! Unload all the rice, and call me to order for me by the way, and I will come back in the afternoon." Go to the pier and help me collect the goods and send them to the store."

"Although we are neighbor policemen and call each other buddies, it doesn't make sense for you, Uncle Guang, to really regard us as buddies?" Guo Wenda came out and said dissatisfiedly.

Uncle Guang lit a cigarette and said calmly, "My son got a video recorder and came back. He heard that there are still a few foreign movies. He didn't have time to watch them, so he went to sea again and left them at home to make dust."

"Understood, understood!" Guo Wenda took off his hat and came over to help Guangbo fan the wind: "I will take the goods back to the police post after delivering the goods in the afternoon."

After smoothing over Guo Wenda, Uncle Guang then looked at the chessboard reluctantly: "It doesn't make sense, I didn't even notice that you arranged such a powerful killing game?"

Sheng Jiale stood up and stretched his limbs, and said to Uncle Guang who was still staring at the chessboard trying to resume the game: "The "Plum Blossom Chess Classic" says that chess players should wait for the enemy quietly. Take the lead and abandon the son, use a corner to lose the overall victory, after the enemy is trapped, it is like lightning, killing the elephant to force the general, and the general will die. If you can lay out this situation before you can check it carefully, you will be a master. I used to be I was killed by this kind of tactic, so I was deeply impressed, I thought about it for a long time, and felt that it was very practical, and I just used it on my opponent."

After finishing speaking, Sheng Jiale looked at his watch and exhaled: "It's noon."

……

In the custody room of the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, Dabao leaned against the wall and closed his eyes and fell asleep. In the next room, a dozen of Tie Gudong’s men rested against the wall like Dabao. Only Tie Gudong, with his naked upper body, kept punching the wall , Sweat dripping on the ground has left a small trace, but there is still no sign of stopping.

"Ma Shidong, Zhao Wenye, Sun Fa, Zhang Zijie... Those whose names are called line up and come out slowly! There is a guarantee." A soldier in uniform walked outside the guardrail and read the list in his hand.

Tie Gudong grabbed his jacket and put it on, walked to the door of the detention room and waited for the military uniform to open. He asked with a smile:

"Sir, is there no guarantee for the brother next to me?"

"Take care of yourself, he can't guarantee that of course there is shit on his body, you want to wipe it for him!" The military uniform glanced at Tie Gudong, took out the key and opened the door of the detention room.

Tie Gudong and the others walked out in a file, and followed the military uniform to the hall outside the police station. Chen Weijia smiled and waved to Tie Gudong and the others: "Here, just sign and you can go."

"Aren't you the groom's lawyer opposite?" Tie Gudong frowned slightly, walked over and asked.

"My name is Chen Weijia. Everyone calls me Brother Garfield. I take care of business, regardless of whether AB or AB is involved. Often, both sides in a fight will be signed by me." Chen Weijia handed over the bail slip and ballpoint pen in his hand: "If If you don’t understand, then go back and see your boss first, and you’ll know if you ask him when you see him?”

Tie Gudong took a deep look at Chen Weijia, then took it and signed his name on it.

After all the brothers under his command had signed and received his belongings from the policeman, Chen Weijia signaled to Tie Gudong and the others that they could leave. After Tie Gudong led them out of the police station, Chen Weijia continued to speak to the policeman inside. :
"I'm Cao Shaobao's lawyer, but I'm not in a hurry to act as a surety for him right now. I want to meet He Feifan first."

Tie Gudong walked out of the police station, took a deep breath of air, and his brother Aye said, "Boss, are you going to Biandu next?"

"Leave two grooms named Dabao here to guard, and the rest will find out Damo's address and relatives. Don't I need to write a manual to teach you this kind of thing? I'll go to Tianlong Company to see Uncle Wan and explain what happened yesterday. It happened late, lest the other party think that I was lazy and refused to contribute." Tie Gudong fiddled with his mobile phone, and found that the battery was dead, he said helplessly.

"Understood." Aye turned around and gave instructions to a dozen brothers, leaving two alert and discerning brothers waiting outside the police station for Dabao to be released, and then Aye led the others to stop a few vehicles. Take a taxi and rush to Mong Kok to find out Dalmo's address and family.

Tie Gudong looked at the sky, it was almost noon, he lit a cigarette, and then stopped a taxi: "Kwun Tong Industrial Center."

As he got into the car and left, an unremarkable minivan at the end of the street also started slowly. Brother Kui, dressed in black overalls and wearing a peaked cap, was sitting in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel, and followed without haste. .

(End of this chapter)