Siheyuan: Start with a big car

After all, the shadow man had received professional training. After a moment of silence, he lowered his head again, closed his mouth and remained silent.

Seeing this situation, Fatty Yu became a little anxious, walked up to Li Weidong's ear, and whispered, "Brother Weidong, I've seen this kind of person a lot, and they're the one-sided ones. He won't tell what he knows."

Li Weidong raised his head to look at Fatty Yu, and frowned: "Then what do you mean?"

"Anyway, he's a bad guy, and he's registered in the office. Let's beat him up so badly that he'll cry for his father and mother. He'll be honest by then."

Fatty Yu is white and chubby, looks kind and kind, and laughs before speaking when he meets people on weekdays. In the eyes of the neighbors, he is definitely a good and polite boy.

However, in the pigeon market, you can't just rely on lip service and kindness, you have to have iron-blooded wrists.

The situation in this era is relatively chaotic, and there are all kinds of people in the pigeon market, those who sincerely buy money tickets are nothing more than those who have evil intentions, holding steel cones in their arms.

Seeing that the ticket dealer has placed an order, he quietly followed behind, rushed up and was an awl, got your money ticket, and walked away.

In addition to customers, Fatty Yu also has to guard against his peers.

As the saying goes, peers are enemies, those people know you better than customers, and some kinder people will secretly trouble you and slander you in the pigeon market.

It's embarrassing to meet those dark-hearted guys, they often entangle a group of people and find a quiet place to guard you.

When you passed by, he jumped out of the dark alley, put on your sack, threw you on the bicycle, and dragged you to the broken cave dwelling on the outskirts of the city.

At that time, seven or eight young men will surround you, and the bicycle wire lock will greet you desperately, even if you are a tough guy with iron, you will not be able to carry it.

Fatty Yu has been blackmailed by others over the years, and he has also been blackmailed by others.

Li Weidong knew that Fatty Yu wanted to use this method to deal with the shadow man.

Especially when he saw that Pengzi had come over with his bicycle chain, his small eyes were wide and round, and his face was shining with eagerness.

Li Weidong stood up and waved his hands: "Wait."

"What's the matter? Brother Weidong, we don't need to be polite to this kind of person." Fatty Yu looked at Li Weidong with some doubts. In his impression, Li Weidong was not the kind of womanly person. When he dealt with Xu Damao back then, Li Weidong's methods can be described as extremely ruthless, even someone like him who often messes around in the rivers and lakes feels scared.

"That's right, Brother Wei Dong, the pigeon market is calm these days, those old enemies always avoid us when they meet us, my hands are already itchy." Pengzi waved the bicycle chain, feeling a little unwilling.

However, without Li Weidong nodding, he would not have dared to chain the bicycle and greet the shadow man.

Li Weidong chuckled, bent down, pulled the shadow man's shirt, pointed to the wound on it, and said, "Last night, he suffered such a serious injury, but he kept silent. Do you think he will be afraid of your bicycle chain?"

Hearing this, Fatty Yu and Pengzi's expressions darkened.

Although they hated the shadow man, they had to admit that this man was really a tough guy.

Last night, Ding Qiunan came in a hurry and brought the wrong needle and thread for the wound. It should have been a small needle and thread, but it turned out to be a large one.

Good guy, that needle is as long as a finger, Fatty Yu and Pengzi feel terrified when they look at it.

Also, alcohol is used for disinfection, and even the iron man would have to groan a few times when the thing was poured on the wound, but the black shadow man didn't even frown during the whole process, just kept straight Stare at the roof.

Under such circumstances, there is really no way to make him let go if he is cruel to the shadow man.

Fatty Yu became a little anxious, and said with wide eyes, "Brother Weidong, what should we do? We finally caught this guy. If he doesn't explain anything, how can we continue to investigate."

"Don't worry." Li Weidong looked down at the shadow man, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "I know you are not afraid of pain, but there are many things in this world that are more terrible than pain. If you can carry this matter over, I will tell you in advance that you made a wrong calculation."

"Now let me ask you one last time, are you willing to tell everything you know?"

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the shadow man, but he remained silent. He didn't seem to believe that Li Weidong could deal with him.

"Well, I've done my best. Since you want to be stubborn, don't blame me for being rude."

Li Weidong stood up and waved to Pengzi. When Pengzi came to him, he smiled and said, "Pengzi, go find me some honey now."

"Honey? Ants? Brother Weidong, are you going to feed the ants?" Fatty Yu asked curiously, "Now that the fire is burning, why are you still so carefree?"

"Let Pengzi go find it quickly, it will be of great use to me." Li Weidong chuckled.

Seeing Li Weidong's insistence, Fatty Yu could only nod even if he was skeptical.

"You wait, I'll be right back."

Pengzi ran out quickly.

It's not easy to find honey in this day and age, but Pengzi and the others work as dealers in the pigeon market, and even if they don't have it in stock, they know who has it at home.

Pengzi went out, rode his bicycle and went straight to a farmer's house in the suburbs. After a while, he returned to the small courtyard, and there was already a jar of honey in his hand.

The jar was one of those old fashioned jars with a dusty ceramic lid that looked like the honey had been around for ages.

Come to think of it, honey is considered a high-end nutritional product in this era, and ordinary people really can't afford it.

"How much did it cost?" Li Weidong took the jar, blew off the dust on it, opened the lid, and the unique fragrance of honey rushed to his face.

With just one glance, he recognized that this was the real mountain honey, which was collected from the original deep mountains, not the kind of sugar used to pretend in later generations.

Of course, white sugar in this era may be more expensive than mountain honey, and most people would not make such a loss-making business.

"The honey seller is an old acquaintance. He asked for seven yuan. It took me a lot of effort to negotiate six yuan, and I promised that next time I have Northeast rice, I will give it to him first." Pengzi seems to be Feeling that the price is a bit high, he said with a smile.

For Li Weidong, a few dollars was not a concern at all. He took out a big unity card from his pocket and handed it to Pengzi: "The extra money will be your errand expenses."

"Thank you, Brother Weidong, thank you, Brother Weidong." Pengzi didn't expect Li Weidong to be so generous, and he beamed excitedly holding ten yuan.

Although he is now in charge of the pigeon market business, he can earn at least 200 yuan a day by selling local products shipped from the northeast, but the pigeon market business is jointly run by Fatty Yu and Li Weidong. It is equivalent to a small manager who can only get 60 yuan a month.

Fatty Yu looked at the ten yuan enviously, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

He also knew the farmer selling honey, and the friendship between the two was very good.

If he had known that he could get four yuan in labor remuneration just for a trip, he would have gone there before saying anything.

It's too late now, Fatty Yu also wants to save face, and he can't do the thing of stealing money from the apprentice.

Of course Li Weidong would not pay attention to Fatty Yu's small thoughts, holding the honey pot, walked up to the shadow man, stretched out his finger, mixed it in the pot, put his hand in his mouth, licked it twice, and clicked twice .

"The quality of this honey is really good. It's sweet. I think the ants on the ground will definitely be interested in it."

The shadow man was still wondering what Li Weidong was doing when he put the honey jar in front of him.

Hearing this now, he seemed to think of something, and his expression suddenly changed.

The change in his face did not escape Li Weidong's eyes.

Li Weidong smiled and said, "Where do you think I should apply honey for you? On the soles of the feet, on the buttocks, or in the ears."

While talking, Li Weidong pretended to be careless, and the honey dripped from his fingers and fell to the ground.

The sweet smell from the honey soon attracted a group of ants. The jet-black ants flocked frantically towards the honey, looking very scary.

Thinking that these ants might crawl on him, the shadow man could no longer calm down.

He forced himself to sit up, shrank back, and looked terrified: "No, don't, you can't do this!"

"No, why not?" Li Weidong dipped his fingers in some honey, walked up to him, and looked down at him: "I just want to give you some honey, and it didn't hurt you. It’s not right, but you still want to praise me as a kind person.”

"you you"

Li Weidong continued: "I don't know if you have heard of it, but there is a kind of ants called marching ants in the African brothers. It is said that once they are targeted by this kind of ants, even an elephant, they can chew your bones."

While talking, Li Weidong picked up the little ants on the ground and smiled: "I've been thinking about a question, which is the ants here, compared with the army ants, which kind of ants are better. I think you must be curious too, Otherwise, let's do an experiment now to see if the ants here can also chew people into bones."

Fatty Yu stared dumbfounded behind him. This is what an interrogation expert is.

The black shadow man, who was as hard as an iron man just now, was frightened by a small ant, his face turned livid, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

Brother Weidong, Niubi.

The spirit of the shadow man finally collapsed when Li Weidong picked up the honey jar.

He would rather Li Weidong cut off his head with a sharp knife now than be crawled on by ants.

There was a trembling sound in the shadow man's throat: "Stop, stop, I am willing! Stop quickly, I will say whatever you want to ask!"

Li Weidong was unmoved, holding the ceramic jar, and walked towards the shadow man step by step.

"I've said everything and I'll explain everything, why don't you listen!"

The black shadow man is a tall and thick man, almost crying at this time, Fatty Yu was amazed by it, and thought: "Next time you meet those difficult opponents, maybe you can follow the gourd and adopt the same method. "

Seeing that the shadow man was completely subdued, Li Weidong stopped.

For such a tough person, it is necessary to destroy his psychological defense line at once. If he is slowed down, it will be troublesome.

"Are you sure you want to tell everything?"

"I'm sure, I'm so sure!" The shadow man couldn't move at this time, otherwise he would have stood up and knocked Li Weidong down.

Li Weidong asked Fatty Yu to bring a chair, sat down slowly, with his left leg crossed over his right, lit a cigarette and asked slowly, "What's your name?"

"Peak right away."

"What?" Li Weidong rubbed his ears, this name is really too strange, how could anyone come up with such a name!

Fearing that Li Weidong would get angry, the shadow man quickly explained: "My current name is Ma Shan, and Ma Shan is the name my father gave me."

"I am from Jincheng. My father and mother were both members of the special department before liberation, but their ranks were relatively low. They always wanted to make a fortune, so they gave me this name, hoping that I can honor my ancestors."

Shangfeng Yu Fatty savored it for a few times before he realized, isn't this Nima what lower-level officials called their superiors before liberation?
Good guy, born with such a name, this guy must be hardcore.

Li Weidong was also startled by the name, and he took a long time to calm down, and asked in a cold voice: "Then immediately explain everything you know."

At this time, Ma Feng's psychological defense had completely collapsed, and he quickly told everything.

According to what Ma Feng said, he was a person stranded in the capital. He was afraid of being seen by others, so he did not dare to enter a formal unit. Over the years, he has been relying on odd jobs for others, such as carrying large bags at the grain station, and going to the railway station. Unloading coal for a living.

It was a hard day.

One day, after a tiring day, Ma Feng found a note on the table after returning home.

There was a special code on the note. Immediately, Feng was shocked. He quickly closed the door, picked up the note and hid in the back room, carefully checking the note.

There was no signature on the note, it just told Ma Feng that he would obey his orders in the future.

Moreover, the person who wrote the note also guaranteed that every time Ma Feng completed a task, he would be rewarded accordingly.

Ma Feng didn't doubt the authenticity of the note, because not many people knew that special code.

Hearing this, Li Weidong frowned: "So, you don't know who ordered you to do those things?"

"No." Ma Feng said slowly: "The person who left the note seemed to be staring at me all the time. Every time I left the house, went out to work, and came back, I found the note. In the first few years, The note appears frequently, almost every seven or eight days, there will be a note."

Judging by the time, the deaf old lady was still relatively young at that time, and it was time to be active.
With the development of time, the deaf old lady is also getting older, and the situation has become more and more stable, and the deaf old lady has lost hope.

(End of this chapter)