The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 133 Tracking (Please Do Not Repeat)

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The sun shoots out thousands of golden rays.

Shining on the countryside and fields.

Dispel darkness and fill the world with light.

A breeze came out, and the leaves swayed, shaking off spots of light.

under the tree.

Li Aiguo was still asking the village chief about Zhang Lie's situation.

The old cat has let Yanzi contact the comrades in the county through the radio.

After getting an accurate answer, he walked quickly to Li Aiguo's side.

"There is only one fur shop in the county, named Liu Ji Leather Shop, and the proprietress is a young widow."

"The household registration shows that her name is Liu Chunjing, and she is 25 years old today."

"The comrades in the county seat have already taken people to Liu Ji's fur shop."

"We need to go now."

Seeing a new clue, Li Aiguo was filled with excitement, and smiled at the village head: "Master, thank you for your cooperation."

He turned around and was about to run towards the truck, but was stopped by the village chief.

"Comrade Dajun, did Zhang Wazi commit something serious?"

The village chief looked at the heavily armed guards, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and there was a hint of pleading in his eyes.

"Zhang Wazi is not a coward, but he lacked the discipline of his parents since he was a child. If you catch him, can you give him a lighter punishment?"

Li Aiguo patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, as long as Zhang Lie is willing to cooperate, we will definitely consider it."

Li Aiguo didn't believe his own words.

If Zhang Lie blows up the cave, even if he has ten lives, he will lose his life.

The village chief didn't believe Li Aiguo's words either.

When he was young, he traveled all over the world.

He also spent a period of time in the brave team camp of the great warlord Sheng Shicai.

Later, when I got older, I saw too many people lose their heads.

I am always afraid that one day I will lose my head too.

then.

With a few oceans in exchange for hard work, he returned to the small mountain village, married a wife and had children.

Because of his knowledge and knowledge, he became the head of the mountain village.

This time, the other party had two large trucks, hundreds of heavily armed guards, and Didi Didi's screaming radio station.

Everything shows that these people are not small.

To attract the attention of these people and make such a big commotion, Zhang Wazi must have a big deal.

If you can keep them all.
The village chief picked up the pipe and pot, and took a deep puff of the cigarette. The unique pungentness of the earthy smoke filled his nostrils.

cough cough cough.
He woke up in an instant, and waved his hand to the right.

A dozen black gun barrels retracted into the woods, as if they had never appeared before.

Alas, the old lady is right, now there is the law of the king.

Brother Zhang, I'm sorry...

Gently turn the car key, and the truck started.

With one step on the accelerator, the truck roared away, leaving only a cloud of dust in the small mountain village.

Li Aiguo breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat that had just emerged from his forehead, laughed twice, and slapped the steering wheel violently.

Lao Dao drew out his dagger, and carved a wooden sculpture in the bumps.

"You don't trust me that much?
If the people who were hiding in the dark just dared to attack, I guarantee that none of them would survive. "

"If I'm shot into a sieve and you can bring me back, I'll trust you."

The dagger slipped from the wood carving, turning into a flash of white light, cutting to the thumb, and a little bit of blood dripped down.

The woodcarving was stained with blood, and seemed to come alive, and it could be vaguely seen that she was a handsome woman.

Lao Dao held the woodcarving tightly in his hand and let the blood flow down, his eyes were sad: "If I were a doctor, how nice it would be."

The so-called county seat is actually very small, about the same as a town in the mainland.

There are less than 200 permanent residents, and it is located more than [-] miles away from Alashan.

Relying on mountains and eating mountains, the county mainly transports mountain goods and leather goods to the outside world.

There are only two main streets, which are in the shape of a cross.

Liuji fur shop is located in the luxurious area of ​​the county.

Because the price is fair, the proprietress is eloquent and looks like a fairy in the sky.

Many mountain people are willing to sell their fur goods to Liu Ji fur shop.

On weekdays.

The fur shop opened early in the morning to welcome customers.

Today, the sun is three poles high, but the dilapidated wooden gate is closed tightly.

The mountain people who came to sell mountain goods gathered around the door, a little confused.

They put the poles on the side of the road, chatted and shared each other's tobacco.

Soil tobacco is made of tobacco, and some unique "seasonings" are often added to it.

"Boss Liu, isn't he up yet?"

"After selling the leather, I have to go into the mountains quickly."

"It shouldn't be. Since she came here, she has opened the door on time every day and never missed anything."

"Maybe I went to a meeting. My eldest son works in the provincial capital. I heard that the large and small shops over there have started public-private partnerships."

"What is a public-private partnership?"

Sudden.

The two guards opened the wooden gate, walked out, and closed the wooden gate.

Shouted to those mountain people: "Everyone, the shop is closed today, you go back quickly."

"Closed? What's going on?"

"Where's the lady boss?"

"It's so difficult that something went wrong?"

The mountain people are discussing.

Two trucks galloped by.

The guards who jumped off the truck surrounded the fur shop.

The sun shone on the guard's weapons, giving off a cold light.

Even the bravest mountain people had to step back five meters away, with awe on their faces.

The old cat still didn't have the demeanor of a leader, so he took the lead and rushed to the guards with big strides.

He saluted: "Comrade, I am the leader of the investigation team."

"Hello, Comrade Team Leader, we are from the Armed Forces Department." The two guards returned the salute.

"how is the situation?"

"We have searched the lobby just now, but there is no sign of Liu Chunjing.

Now the captain is leading people to search the houses in the back. "

Before the words fell, there was a burst of exclamation from behind the shop.

The old cat's expression changed, he kicked open the wooden gate and rushed in.

Lao Hei, Lao Dao and Yan Zi followed closely behind.

When Li Aiguo entered the shop, he was almost fainted by the smell of damp and decayed leather.

Covering his nose, he looked around with the help of the dim light coming in from the window.

The plastered walls of the shop have been stained a deep brown with time, and all kinds of fur goods, from rare furs to large pieces of leather, are hung on it, neatly arranged and layered.

The shop is divided into two parts, the front is the lobby, and there is a passage against the wall on the left.

There was the sound of trivial footsteps from the other end of the passage.

Li Aiguo drew out his pistol, walked around the messy goods through the aisle, and rushed to the back of the shop.

Behind are two adobe houses, which seem to be the residence of the boss.

There were comrades from two places guarding the door, and their faces were rather ugly.

Is it rare that Zhang Lie is dead?

Li Aiguo was about to open the door and go in.

"It's so fucking disgusting!"

Yanzi rushed out of the room covering her eyes, and rarely uttered a foul word.

nausea?

Li Aiguo's expression froze, and he rushed in with big strides.

Inside the house, Lao Mao, Lao Dao, Lao Hei, and the two local comrades all gathered around a bed and said nothing.

When Li Aiguo saw the situation on the bed clearly, he couldn't help pinching his eyebrows, and the gun in his hand was inserted back into his waist.

Bed.

A young man lay there motionless, out of breath.

Judging from his age and the calluses on the man's jaw, this man should be Zhang Lie.

(End of this chapter)