I am many years in the courtyard

Chapter 187

With sharp eyes for many years, he naturally saw Wang Yiming's small movements.

The latter was indeed holding the certificate, but the other hand was also moving, and his body was still slightly bent.

The curvature is not large, it looks more like bowing for many years.

But this is the best self-defense posture. It can be attacked, retreated or defended, and it can better avoid bullets.

In addition, Wang Yiming's other hand has already begun to draw a gun, and of course he will shoot for many years.

However, the bullet just grazed Wang Yiming's shoulder and hit the wall behind him.

The opponent's such a sensitive reaction speed made the pupils shrink suddenly for many years. This is a very powerful opponent.

While dodging, he kept pulling the trigger with his finger, and the bullets in the chamber of the automatic rifle kept firing.

In a short distance of five or six meters, the alleys in the dead end were filled with piercing gunshots.

For many years, I have been cursing in my heart, why are the enemies I met so awesome?

The man in front of him must be a super expert. He fired thirteen shots in a row, but he only hit three shots, and all of them were slightly injured, not even seriously injured.

The magazine capacity of the M1935 is 13 rounds, so it can fire [-] shots in a row.

Seeing that the opponent also fought back, he gritted his teeth for many years and took out his double guns.

The reaction speed of the space was a few tenths of a second behind, but the magazine was changed very quickly.

With guns in both hands, two bullets were fired in a row, which happened to hit the opponent's gun-holding hand.

But for many years, he was hit by a stray bullet in the arm. It hurt a lot, but the injury was not serious, just taking away some flesh.

This is the second time he has been injured. Although the two injuries were not serious, they really hurt.

Fortunately, the opponent's hand with the gun had already been hit by him, and he shot three more shots in succession, directly belching the opponent.

For the enemy, he has never been soft-hearted, catch alive?
The best way to save yourself is to directly destroy the group to avoid being killed by others.

Besides, it's useless for him to catch someone alive. Can he still pry open the opponent's mouth and obtain the information he wants?

For many years, he felt that this was impossible. Anyway, he didn't have that confidence, and he didn't have that kind of environment to interrogate the other party.

After confirming that the other party was dead, he still held the gun in his hand and began to touch the corpse.

The certificate stated that Wang Yiming was a skilled worker at the BAIC factory, but there was no other information other than that.

The other party came out for a run, just with a work certificate, which was very normal.

As for the Beijing Automobile Factory, I have heard of this factory for many years. A few months ago, the Jingcheng Automobile Factory, Dongsi Automobile Branch Factory, Jingcheng Automobile Assembly Factory, and Zhengda Paint Factory merged into the Jingcheng Automobile Factory. This matter was reported in the newspapers. , Many people in the courtyard are also discussing this matter.

Because during this period, not only the Hujialou Commune was established, but also the first BAIC sports meeting was held. At that time, there were quite a few people going to watch the sports meeting.

Glancing at Wang Yiming's pistol, he picked it up after many years, and there were still four bullets in the magazine.

This is a Makarov pistol, a new type of weapon on the polar bear side, and it's also called the officer's pistol.

The magazine capacity is eight rounds, and the opponent knocked out four rounds, one of which was shot for many years, causing minor injuries.

"In this way, my reaction ability can be considered okay?"

He said to himself, he was a little happy for many years, but he quickly hid his smile, and then began to check the battlefield.

Wang Yiming is a poor ghost. To be precise, he came out for a run, so he brought a gun and a work permit, which is normal.

It has been impossible to determine whether the other party is an enemy agent for many years, but a skilled worker is carrying a gun without a gun license, which is very strange in itself.

Therefore, he could only clean up the scene, and put everything together with the other party's body into the space.

After making sure that no bullet was left at the scene, he got up and left the dead end quickly.

He had just walked for less than 2 minutes when someone came near the dead end.

After the patrol team heard the gunshots, they rushed over quickly, but when they arrived at the place, they just looked lonely.

Except for the pungent smell, there was no clue at all.

This made the patrol very frustrated. What is the situation?
After leaving Andingmen Street for many years, I looked at the patrol team leader calmly, and continued running after the other party finished checking.

The mentality is as stable as an old dog, but my heart is jumping.

He hasn't figured out how to deal with the corpses in the space.

After a while, find a deep mountain where there is no one and dig a deeper hole and bury it.

Back at the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, after returning home as usual for many years, I took a short rest and took a bath with hot water.

Qin Huairu is a very competent and qualified daughter-in-law who serves her well.

The hot water is a bit soupy, just add a little more water.

The wound on his arm was covered up by him.

There are a lot of clothes of the same style in the space, so there is no need to worry about what Qin Huairu will find.

Even the patrolling soldiers couldn't find it, and couldn't smell the gun smell on him, let alone Qin Huairu.

He pays great attention to these details. The more nervous he is, the calmer he is, the more he needs to check again and again to prevent people from seeing the clues.

When taking a shower, he deliberately avoided the wound.

The last wound has already healed, but this time a new wound was added. Although it is a minor injury, it still needs to be treated and it should not be wet.

Otherwise, if the wound gets wet, it will definitely hurt so much that it makes people doubt their lives.

For many years, he had no self-abuse tendencies, nor would he do so foolishly, besides, what were the secret recipes for traumatic injuries he had seen before?

Of course, it’s not enough to read it, now is the time to use it.

After taking a bath, the wound was treated again, and then all the blood-stained gauze was thrown into the space, and then the corpses would be destroyed.

After breakfast in the living room, I went to work for many years.

My arm hurt a little, and I was not used to it at first, but after a few hours, I didn't feel much.

When they came to the unit, Chen Xiaoxian and the others were talking about two things, one was the Mid-Autumn Festival yesterday, and the other was the National Day military parade.

For the Mid-Autumn Festival that just passed, they talked about the madness of moon cakes.

Department stores have set up some temporary stalls, and Guixiang Village food stores have also set up temporary stalls. Obviously, these are luxuries that only those with mooncake tickets can afford.

Even so, there are still a lot of people watching, and many people bought mooncakes.

So, Chen Xiaoxian and the others were chatting, what unit issued so many mooncake tickets?
"I also heard that in the Beijing Coking Plant, the cafeteria makes it by itself, and each worker gave out two mooncakes."

"Wow? Really? Are the benefits of the coking plant so good?"

Several people were chatting, and Ji Chungeng at the door listened for a while, but they didn't notice it.

Until Ji Chungeng asked, who of you wants to go to the coking plant?I can apply for you.

Only now did Chen Xiaoxian and the others realize that Director Ji had arrived, they were so frightened that they quickly shut up, bowed their heads and pretended to be quails.

Ji Chungeng waved to Many Nian, who walked out of the office and followed him to the director's office.

After entering the office, Director Ji handed him a task, and at the same time told him: "This task is not urgent, work slowly and meticulously, must be well designed, carefully considered, you hear me?"

Hearing this for many years, I was taken aback for a moment, but still nodded.

Although he didn't quite understand what the director meant, he just obeyed.

"Director, when will the manuscript be delivered?"

"It's not too late to submit at the end of next month. Anyway, this task is not urgent. The National Day will be in two days. After the National Day comes back, there will probably be other tasks. You can see the time yourself. This task will be at the end of next month."

After a pause, Ji Chungeng continued:
"I don't object to you reading in the office, but it's best to tell your team members to stop chatting in the future, and it's not good to be heard by the leaders of other offices, understand?"

"Understood, sir, I know what to do."

I didn't ask why for many years, but responded directly.

The unit is a small river and lake, there are all kinds of people, and we can't expect everyone to live in peace, that's unrealistic.

"Okay, let's get busy."

Ji Chungeng waved his hand, nodded for many years, turned and left.

After returning to the office, he conveyed Director Ji's meaning very seriously for many years.

Chen Xiaoxian and the others quickly agreed, but at the same time they asked expectantly, "Team leader, can we use the notebook to chat in the future?"

"No! If you are caught, the evidence is solid. You don't want to be criticized at that time, do you?"

After many years of staring, his expression became more serious.

"I don't care what I was like before, and I won't do such stupid things anymore. I'm really too busy to panic, so I just read a book and pretend to be a little more like me. Do you understand?"

Hu Shufen and the others nodded repeatedly, but they were slandering in their hearts. Do you really think that everyone is like you, completing the work so efficiently?
They still pretend to be a little bit, they can complete the task on time, only Amitabha.

The office became quiet, looking at the task in front of him frowning for many years. The requirements for a residential complex under the Bureau of Light Industry are very simple. It is almost enough to copy the residential complex of other units.

But it is precisely because of its simplicity that I have been surprised for many years: Why did Director Ji give such a simple job to himself?

Or is it the compensation for the Anhua Temple Commune last time?

After all, Zhao Weiguo and Zhao Jinjin's uncle and nephew last time were really sick for many years, wasting time in vain.

No matter what Director Ji thinks, no matter how simple the task is, take it seriously.

But now I can't be as lazy as before, let's pretend a little bit.

So, under the stunned expressions of Chen Xiaoxian and others, they took out a lot of books and put them on the table for many years.

Then I started drawing the drawings.

With such a grand posture, Chen Xiaoxian and the others all thought that Team Leader Xu was going to do something big.

It's just that now everyone can't write and chat, let alone discuss casually, so they can only stare blankly and continue working.

When it was almost time to get off work, Hu Shufen came over with the drawings and asked Many Nian to check them out.

Only then did I see that Team Leader Xu was fishing for fish and reading books.

Fortunately, Hu Shufen is not a talkative person, so she just showed surprise on her face and didn't speak out.

For many years, the design drawings of residential quarters were really simple.

Not to mention that there is no need to redesign, even if it is a redesigned drawing, he can complete it very quickly.

He understood what Ji Chungeng meant. After all, the National Day military parade was about to begin, and thought management was very important.

He took the blueprints from Hu Shufen, flipped through them for a while, pointed to one of the blueprints and asked:
"If you designed it like this, have you considered the problem of load bearing? You make such simple and basic mistakes? Shufen, this is not like your work."

The latter took a look and didn't see anything wrong.

Seeing that she didn't understand, many years took out the draft paper next to it, listed a formula on it, and asked her to calculate it.

Before she could calculate the result by herself, she finally understood.

With a blushing face, Qiao snatched the blueprint and ran away.

"Leader, let me check again."

"Well, be serious and don't make any more mistakes."

After many years of reminders, Hu Shufen nodded, but Chen Xiaoxian suddenly said, "Team leader, why didn't you make any mistakes? It seems that your drawings are standard answers, why is that?"

Her words aroused everyone's sympathy and curiosity, shaking their heads for many years:
"I've said it many times. Ouyang Xiu wrote an article called "The Oil Seller".

Unfortunately, habit is a powerful force.

After so many exercises in his previous life, he has become accustomed to checking the drawings three times after drawing them.

This habit still comes from his years as a translator. Every time he translates, he will roughly read the article before the official translation.

Then it was the first proofreading, then the second inspection, and the third time I asked other colleagues to help me scan it before submitting the manuscript.

Even so, many times, the translated manuscript will be sent back.

why?
Because of the relationship between translation habits and vocabulary, senior translators know how to use words better than you, and can use the translated language to express the meaning of the original text more accurately, making the translated text smoother and allowing others to read it. The sense of obscurity or misexpression in translation.

After all, it is not that simple to go from one language to another.

When Chen Xiaoxian and the others heard this, some rolled their eyes, some were thoughtful, and some seemed to disdain.

He has seen everyone's expressions for many years, but he doesn't know if they can do it.

He came to work, not to teach and educate people.

If he can help, he will help. If he can't help, he can only say that this is fate.

Soon, when it was time to get off work, he got up and went home.

At the BAIC factory, Li Wenliang of the security department received a report saying that Wang Yiming, a technical worker, did not come to work. He asked the neighbors and found out that he was at home last night and disappeared the next day.

As a skilled worker, he disappeared for no reason, which immediately attracted the attention of the security department.

Therefore, the security department sent Li Wenliang, Jiang Ping'an, and Xu Fang to file a case for investigation, mainly to investigate Wang Yiming's home, places he usually likes to visit, and relatives.

But to the despair of the three of Li Wenliang, after the first round of inquiries and investigations, the neighbors all said that Wang Yiming had no relatives in the capital, and usually either worked in the factory or stayed at home, rarely going out.

Even if you go out, you just go to buy some daily consumables, that's all.

Then the three of Li Wenliang asked other workers in the workshop and the workshop director and other leaders, but they didn't find any clues.

Wang Yiming is a very skilled worker in the workshop of the manufacturing factory, and he usually gets along with everyone fairly well. He studies hard, but he doesn't talk about his family and friends.

He has been in the capital since before liberation, and later entered the BAIC factory to work.

A matchmaker introduced him to a blind date, but they all declined.

After listening to the reports of Li Wenliang and the other three, Ma Haitao, the captain of the first action team of the security department, immediately ordered to search Wang Yiming's house.

"Captain, do you want to wait any longer? What if Wang Yiming comes back this afternoon?"

Li Wenliang didn't want to offend anyone, not to mention that Wang Yiming's behavior in the factory was pretty good, wouldn't it be a little too unkind to conduct a direct search?

Ma Haitao glared, "What are you waiting for? The whole morning is almost over, and the person who disappeared for no reason, do you think this matter is simple? You don't use your brain to look at it, do you understand?"

Seeing what Li Wenliang wanted to say, Ma Haitao became impatient, and said directly that he would personally lead the team and exercise his muscles.

Well, right now, Li Wenliang has nothing to say.

Several people went to the gun store to get the guns and ammunition, prepared to be armed, and left the factory.

Wang Yiming did not live in Hujialou Commune, but in the city, so Ma Haitao and others led a team into the city.

In the courtyard, the neighbors saw Ma Haitao and others coming again, recognized Li Wenliang, and couldn't help being surprised:

"Comrade, did something happen to Wang Yiming? Are you going to arrest him?"

"Ma'am, we told you this morning that Wang Yiming is missing, and no one has been found yet, so go to his house and search to see if there are any clues."

The neighbor nodded and said nothing more.

However, his eyes were fixed on Li Wenliang and the others, and they entered Wang Yiming's house swaggeringly holding guns.

But not long after they entered, people from the street office and the police station came.

People in this era are very sensitive. If something happens, they will go to the street office or the police station to come over.

"Comrade, hello, I heard that you are going to search Wang Yiming's house, what happened?"

Ma Haitao was furious, and it was the good deeds of those neighbors, but he had no choice but to ask Xu Fang to produce the proof, which was a search warrant from the security department of their factory.

It has the seal and signature of the security department, which cannot be faked.

The people in the street office and the police station all know the seal. After all, this is the place under their jurisdiction, and they all have a general understanding of where the nearby residents work.

What's more, the BAIC factory has been booming recently, how could the street office not know about it?

"Then excuse me, comrades, please continue to search, if you need any assistance, please let us know"

People from the street office and police station came and went like the wind, but Ma Haitao and others could only race against time.

(End of this chapter)