The train driver in the courtyard

Uncle Liu took Li Aiguo into the big house, and residents greeted Uncle Liu from time to time.

"Uncle, who are these two?"

"The power supply bureau is checking the power. Recently, someone in our big house has been pulling wires without permission. Stealing electricity is a trivial matter, but if it causes a fire, it will be a big trouble."

Uncle Liu's explanation was approved by the residents.

"Yes, yes, the big house next door caught fire a while ago because of unauthorized wiring, and burned two rooms. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, and no one died."

The old ghost who lives in the first room is packing his luggage.

Hearing the noise, he neatly stuffed his luggage under the bed, took out a pistol from under the mattress, held it in his hand, quietly opened the window and looked outside.

Hearing the residents' discussions and watching the two comrades from the power supply bureau going door to door to check electricity, the old ghost breathed a sigh of relief.

After the big house next door caught fire, comrades from the neighborhood office went door-to-door several times to promote safe electricity use.

Nowadays, it is normal for comrades from the Power Supply Bureau to come to the big house to check the power supply.

The old ghost inserted the pistol into his waist, lifted up his clothes to cover it, and pretended to be cooking.

Looking at the bright red flames, the old ghost was filled with excitement.

According to his plan, those old men should have delivered the box into the exhibition hall by this time, and the time bomb should have exploded.

Thousands of people, and so many leaders. There were also foreign media reporters present.

When the news spreads outside, there will definitely be a huge uproar.

After his great achievements, he will definitely be able to return overseas. Not only will he get thirty small yellow croakers, but he will also be promoted.

Life is beautiful!
"clap clap"

There was a rapid knock on the door.

The knock on the door was so hard that dust flew down from the roof.

Then came the impatient shouts.

This kind of shouting is very disgusting.

But if it comes out when you are so hungry that your heart is close to your back, then it is perfectly normal.

"coming."

The old ghost didn't open the door immediately. After taking a moment, he touched the pistol on his waist and then walked over and opened the door.

"What happened? Why is it so slow? Did you tear out the wire?"

When the door opened, Li Aiguo spat at the old ghost with a straight face.

"Leader, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was cooking just now." The old ghost looked at Li Aiguo vaguely.

He always felt that something was wrong with this person, frowned, and suddenly asked: "Leader, from your accent, it seems that you are not from Yangcheng."

"This is called common law, do you know that?"

Li Aiguo pointed at the old man's nose and scolded him with a straight face: "I am a graduate of a technical secondary school and an educated man. How can I be like you old-timers who speak like a barbarian?"

"Your superiors asked you to study common law, but it seems that you have not implemented your superiors' instructions at all!"

He maintained such an arrogant attitude that even Uncle Liu couldn't help but clench his fists.

Zhou Ke was also happy.

Yes, that's the smell. This is how the uncles from the power supply bureau treat the residents.

The old ghost was scolded, and the doubts in his heart disappeared without a trace.

If this person came to arrest him, he would definitely look friendly, for fear of arousing his vigilance.

The old ghost took a step back and quickly stepped aside.

"Leader, I really didn't pull the phone, if you don't believe it."

"Do it!"

Seeing that the old ghost had relaxed his guard, Li Aiguo took advantage of the opportunity to enter the house and approached the old ghost intentionally or unintentionally. Suddenly, he put his left hand into the old ghost's clothes and took out a pistol.

"What are you doing? This is a weapon I bought for self-defense. Don't get me wrong." The old ghost's face changed drastically.

"bang"

Before the man could finish speaking, Li Aiguo took two steps back, raised his foot and kicked the man.

How strong is Li Aiguo now? Li Aiguo himself couldn't figure it out.

I only know that when I was working on an RPG in the studio, I bent the steel plate with one kick.

This fierce kick containing anger knocked the old ghost from the door and fell to the bed.

Zhou Ke took a breath of cold air and watched the old ghost fly out and hit the leg of the bed.

The solid wood bed legs cracked and broke into two sections. If there were no bed legs to stop it, how far could it be kicked?
The strength and anger of Li Aiguo's move were all borne by the old ghost. Now he was lying on the ground trying to catch his breath, and could only cough in unison.

Although Uncle Liu knew that the old ghost was a bad person, he did not expect that Li Patriot would suddenly take action. He wanted to go up to dissuade him but found that he could not move his legs.

Li Aiguo lit a cigarette, took a puff, walked up to the old ghost who was kicked out of breath, took out an ID from his pocket, and waved it casually in front of the old ghost.

"Who asked you to do this? Well, Zhou Chongzhi?"

The old ghost held his chest and looked up at the condescending Li Aiguo. He wanted to speak, but he could only cough continuously.

"Where is the dagger hidden? And, who is your superior?"

The old ghost finally came to his senses at this time. When he saw this scene, he knew that the matter had been exposed. He smiled bitterly and said, "Can you give me a good time!"

"Oh, your consciousness is quite high."

Li Aiguo looked at the old ghost in surprise.

This guy is a little different from the ordinary Dieter. Is it possible that he is a die-hard?
If there was enough time, Li Aiguo would not mind escorting the old ghost back and leaving it to professionals for questioning.

It’s just that there are still a few days left, the Canton Fair is about to close, and the dagger must be found before then.

Alas, you are unlucky.

At this time, many residents had gathered outside, and everyone was surprised by Li Aiguo's behavior.

"Lao Zhoutou has always been honest and enthusiastic about helping others. It is impossible for him to do bad things."

"Yes, yes, a while ago, my daughter-in-law suddenly gave birth in the middle of the night, so Lao Zhou Tou found a cart to take her to the hospital."

"Which unit does this comrade belong to? How can he bully people like this?"

Seeing the chaos among the residents, Zhou Ke waved his hand, and dozens of armed officers who had been waiting outside rushed over and blocked the residents away.

Seeing the uniforms and big-brimmed hats worn by the officers, the residents' expressions changed slightly.

To be able to alert so many officials, it seems that the old ghost has committed a serious crime.

When the lady just saw this, she took two steps back and disappeared among the crowd.

She was already thinking about how to draw a clear line between herself and the old ghost.

The old ghost is a real diehard. He committed an unpardonable crime there, and he was promised to be pardoned if he successfully completed the task. Only then did the old ghost come to the mainland.

Before setting off, the old ghost already knew what would happen to him once he was discovered.

So the old ghost is ready to die.

"Stop wasting your time. Hurry up and shoot. The labor and management have been playing with the official wife for seven or eight times. This life is worth it!" The old ghost raised his head and looked at Li Aiguo with disdain.

Haha, does this guy really think he can resist Li Aiguo's methods?
Li Aiguo turned to look at Zhou Ke.

"Close the door and stay outside."

Zhou Ke saw a clue in Li Aiguo's blood-red eyes and was startled.

"Team leader, you."

"Execute the order!" Li Aiguo's face darkened.

Zhou Ke couldn't help but swallow his saliva, turned around and said to Uncle Liu and the neighborhood committee officer: "This matter is too big. You are not qualified to understand. Come out with me now."

Uncle Liu and the neighborhood committee officials also knew what was about to happen, but they didn't pay much attention.

After all, if you want to be a bad guy, you have to be prepared to be punished.

The century-old wooden door was tightly closed, shutting out all the light and noise.

After finishing one cigarette, Li Aiguo threw away the cigarette butt, lit another one, grabbed the old ghost by his collar, and dragged him to the ground.

"Maybe you don't know yet? I'm not a formal employee, just part-time, so I don't have to be bound by discipline."

Hearing this, the old ghost stuttered unconsciously, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Now I give you one last chance."

"Spit!" The old ghost spat out a mouthful of spit mixed with blood, raised his sleeve and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Li Aiguo with hatred: "I have an sworn hatred with you people. If you have the ability, you can do it now." Just kill me."

"People, sometimes they only think that death is the most terrifying thing. In fact, they don't know that there is a kind of fear in the world called not being able to survive but not being able to die."

Li Aiguo was no longer in the mood to chat with the old ghost. He stood up and looked around the room, and saw a bamboo stick placed on the table. The end of the bamboo stick was burnt black and there was oil on it. It must have been barbecued in a coal stove.

This way, the aroma won't spill out and attract other people's attention.

This guy's little life was pretty good.

"If you don't have a handy tool, it's you."

Pulling out the bamboo stick, Li Aiguo took off the belt and tied the old ghost's left and right hands together.
The old ghost was indeed a character, but he only snorted.

Li Aiguo was not discouraged at all. His heart was filled with anger, and a passionate symphony seemed to be ringing in his ears.

Clench tightly from left to right, and then.
This time the old ghost finally couldn't bear it anymore and groaned twice.

Li Aiguo said calmly, "You have your ideals, and I respect you, but I also have my beliefs, and I hope you can understand."

A trace of panic appeared on the old ghost's face, and he felt that Li Aiguo seemed to enjoy what he was doing.

The strong defense line in my heart gradually began to collapse, just like a flood control dam. At first, only a few small stones fell, and no one cared. But then something shocking happened. The entire embankment began to collapse, and the floodwaters poured down.

"Ah~~~his~~~ah~~" The old ghost couldn't bear it anymore and shouted at the top of his voice.

When Li Aiguo saw the old ghost start to scream, he rubbed harder, as if the screams were the cheers of his friends and the praises of his little wives.

He also felt that the sound was not loud enough and needed to increase the volume of this beautiful sound.

"Ah~~~His~~~Ah~~~You kill me, you kill me~His~~~Ah~~~"

"Look, you have a very bad memory. I told you just now that there is a kind of fear called living but not dying." Li Aiguo smiled modestly: "I was just checking between your fingernails. Is he hiding poison?

You also know that you people like to play tricks like this the most. If you think my skills are not good, you can complain to me when you get into the bureau.

Of course, this requires you to have the opportunity to enter the game. "

As he spoke, Li Aiguo pulled out a piece of nail and embedded it tightly on his finger. He did not pull it off even after pulling it twice.

"Huh? Pretty strong, huh?"

Li Aiguo tilted his head, turned around and looked around, and saw a wine bottle next to the table leg.

"Forget it, I don't have any tools, so this is okay."

He picked up the bottle and smashed the bottom of the bottle against the finger.

"Ah" accompanied by the sound of the bottle breaking, the old ghost screamed.

"I'm really sorry. I'm not skilled in my business. Don't worry. If we come here a few more times, I promise to pick them up in no time. Let me see how many fingers there are, 1, 2, 3."

Li Aiguo counted on his fingers seriously.

"You're crazy, you're a lunatic!" For the first time, panic appeared in the old ghost's eyes.

When he was in training, he had passed the severe torture test and thought that there was nothing in the world that could scare him.

"There are still eight more, we can play for a while, it's so fun."

Li Aiguo looked at the old ghost and opened his mouth with a cruel smile. This evil smile suppressed all dissatisfaction. Along with the old ghost's horrified screams, the smile grew bigger and bigger.

outside the house.

Hearing the tragic screams, the street officials Zhang and Uncle Liu, who had already been mentally prepared, couldn't help but tremble at the corners of their mouths.

It was hard for them to imagine what kind of painful state a person could be in to make such a pitiful cry.

"Comrade Zhou Ke, will something happen in the house?" Director Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a little worried.

The rules at the police station were not strict in these days, and Officer Zhang had also interrogated prisoners before, but he had never heard anyone scream so heart-breakingly.

Zhou Ke smoked a cigarette and said calmly: "Don't worry, no one will die."

Is it the bottom line that no one can die? Director Zhang was still worried and asked cautiously: "What if I die?"

"If you die, just bury it." Zhou Ke felt like he was pretending to be a jerk again.

Unintentionally, he replaced himself as Li Aiguo, which felt really good.

"Hiss" Director Zhang and Uncle Liu couldn't help but take a breath and looked at each other.

Words can determine life and death. The background of these two people is really quite big.

The two of them turned to look at the fifty or so armed comrades, and were relieved that the big house was surrounded by water.

It's not easy to make such a big noise.

Zhou Ke didn't expect that Li Aiguo would take action himself, and he couldn't figure out what methods Li Aiguo used.

In the past, when he was at the locomotive detachment police station, he would often take action, but he did not make such a big fuss.

Maybe after Li Aiguo comes out, he should ask for advice.

At this moment, with a squeaking sound, the room slowly opened.

Li Aiguo strode out carrying a box, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Ke.

"Here is a list with names and addresses. You should immediately organize people to arrest them!"

Taking the list and looking at the eight names, Zhou Ke wondered: "There are two comrades from the unit on this list. Is there a mistake?"

Li Aiguo didn't answer and turned slightly.

Seeing the miserable condition of the old ghost lying on the ground, Zhou Ke swallowed his saliva and sighed in his heart: After all, Li Aiguo was driving a big train, and he had a vicious heart.

It's just that this person seems to be unable to stand up on his own.

Li Aiguo also felt that his actions seemed a little too much, so he very considerately called two officers to make a stretcher using the door panels, and helped the old ghost onto the stretcher.

"Old ghost, just hold on, you can complain to me when you see the leader later."

On the stretcher, the old ghost, who had closed his eyes and gasped in pain, was shaken and swayed from side to side. The simple stretcher itself was not stable. If Li Aiguo hadn't held his arm, he would have fallen.

"Why are you so careless? How old are you?"

"Brother driver, uncle driver, I, I swear to God, I will never complain against you."

The corners of his mouth that were dripping with blood were split, and the old ghost raised his palms and swore an oath. The palms were fine, but the nails on three fingers were missing, which would not affect his future wearing of shackles.

"I gave you a chance and you didn't use it. It's so disappointing. Take it away."

Li Aiguo originally thought that the old ghost was a real die-hard, but now he lost interest and called for the steward to carry him out of the big house.

The officer carried the stretcher to the jeep and put the door panel back together.

Before leaving, Li Aiguo turned around and walked up to Uncle Liu and Director Zhang, and said with a warm expression: "Both of you, thank you for your cooperation!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Facing his smile, the two of them took a step back involuntarily.

The residents in the back also felt a chill.

Although they didn't know what happened, the blood stains on the ground couldn't be deceiving.

"Goodbye, thank you all, sorry for bothering me."

After waving his hand and closing the window, the jeep emitted black smoke and disappeared at the end of the road.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the midday sun had returned to its usual temperature.

Little Nicha was in a very bad mood today.

Just now, his uncle in Malaysia called and asked him to put pressure on the organizing committee to get the dagger back as soon as possible.

Xiao Nicha can understand his uncle's mood, the dagger is an inherited item.

If it is found lost by other members of the Wu clan, even the uncle in a high position will be criticized.

But he was not willing to urge Li Aiguo.

The reason is simple. Little Nicha hasn't met such an interesting person for a long time.

At this time, an attendant hurriedly walked in and whispered a few words in Little Nicha's ear.

"What, have you found the dagger?"

Little Nikha suddenly stood up from his chair and hurried to the organizing committee.

In the large conference room of the Preparatory Committee.

"Dear Mr. Nicha, one of our employees found your lost dagger while working." The deputy director of the organizing committee handed the dagger back to Nicha with both hands.

Nicha took it and identified it carefully. He had been following this dagger for more than ten years, and he was already familiar with all the details of the dagger.

Ruby, emerald, hilt inlaid with gold, and unique patterns on the sword.

Yes, it was indeed his short sword.

What about Driver Li?

Nicha looked around and did not see Li Aiguo in the conference room, and seemed to understand something.

Some things can never be revealed!

There is a kind of hero called an unsung hero!
(End of this chapter)