Chapter 157

Think of here, Lin Lan surprised out of a cold sweat, heart pain.

Fortunately, it's just a text description, and there's no picture for her to receive. Even so, it's enough to make her uncomfortable.

She held herself on the small wooden bed for a long time before she recovered. Then she went down to the ground and washed her face with cold water. As she wiped her face, she wondered who killed him and who those people were.

It's a pity that all she knows is text narration, no image, no name, so she doesn't know who the killer is.

This makes her a little irritable. She wants to know who it is, and then reminds Han Qingsong to let him all catch up and shoot him.

Taking a deep breath, she quickly suppressed the emotion, and then went to work with Li Gong and Wu Gong.

Half an hour later, she had come out of her negative emotions. She firmly believes that she has changed all this, the children's future will be changed, and Han Qingsong's future will naturally be changed.

When he comes back, she still wants to tell him to be more careful. He should never act alone. It's better to work with others.

At 3 p.m., Han Qingsong came back from the Commune by motorcycle. He went north along Jiefang Avenue. There was a market in the West. This market is a new one at the end of last year. It's all members of the brigade near the county, who come here with their own products to exchange some food or other tickets.

Because there is not much oil and water, and there is no big material, the market management office of the county Revolutionary Committee is too lazy to manage the three melons and two dates.

Now that the trend of tail cutting and speculation is over, no one is going to take charge of this kind of peddler's action except the large-scale reselling of state-owned assets. It's only a year. People come and go every day.

All of a sudden, there was a shrill cry from the market, "Oh, move the knife, move the knife!"

"What about killing people?"

"Oh, kill! Kill!"

The crowd in the market suddenly surged to both sides, leaving the middle of the road. Several men chased one man, three of whom were still holding pig knives. When the man who was chased saw Han Qingsong, he called for help and rushed to him with all his life.

Han Qingsong honked his horn.

Those who were chasing after him stopped and looked at Han Qingsong warily, "the public security bureau can't take care of personal grievances. He's cheating and abducting. Damn it!"

"Yes, he said that he would help us get ten pieces of cloth, and we would give him a deposit. He said that they were out of stock. What the hell is that?"

"Our family is waiting for the funeral, waiting to get married. Isn't he delaying us?"

The man who ran for his life hid next to Han Qingsong's car, shivering, "that, that can't blame me, I, I don't know how people suddenly out of stock."

Han Qingsong took a look at him and saw that he was a man in his twenties. He was ordinary looking, medium-sized and looked very thin. He also glanced at the knifed, black cotton padded trousers and padded jacket, with horse mouth cotton padded shoes on his feet. At first sight, he was a country man.

He said, "go to the Public Security Bureau and make a statement."

"Sir, sir, please forgive me. I really didn't do anything." That person is anxious, opposite a few fellow townsfolk son saw Han Qingsong one eye, also snorted, "calculate your life big." Then they turned and left.

The others walked away with the knife in their hands, but one of them held the handle of the knife with the blade on his arm. Han Qingsong's eyes narrowed slightly. His eyes locked on him. He started the motorcycle fuel door and rushed towards several people.

"What are you doing?" A few fellow villagers were scared away.

The man in front of him suddenly ran wildly. Since Han Qingsong doubted, he would not let him escape. He would catch up in an instant. The man in front of him suddenly stops and turns to his side. He jumps up and pushes the knife across his chest. At this time, Han Qingsong is rushing to the front and will hit the sharp blade in the next moment——

The passers-by were so scared that they held their breath, and their eyes were blinking. They saw that the police officer was going to be wiped on his neck, and the blood arrows were flying.

At the critical moment, Han Qingsong quickly leans to the left with the army green cuzi, and the sidecar on the right suddenly tilts up, "bang" slaps the man hard.

The man was caught off guard, and the knife in his hand lost its accuracy.

As soon as Han Qingsong stepped on the brake, he leaned back to the right. At the same time, he gripped the man's arm with his right hand, and smashed him with a knife on the mud in front of the car.

The man was thrown on the ground, confused, struggling to get up. Han Qingsong's left hand is propped up. He jumps down from the motorcycle like a hawk falcon. He kicks the man who just got up. When he lands, he bends his knees to suppress the man's body. The handcuffs Click to handcuff the man backward.

From the man jumped up to Han Qingsong, he fell to the ground, handcuffed, before and after is just a moment.

The people in the market take a breath. It's dangerous! Almost wiped!

The tone that people hold back is spit out, and then be surprised by Han Qingsong, this public security strength how so big?

They didn't see how Han Qingsong did it. They just watched him lean to the left. The body of the car patted the man, but they didn't see what was behind.

From a man jumping up to lying on the ground in front of the car, it's just an instant.

"Good!" People in the market began to clap, "OK!"

Han Qingsong directly picked up the man, threw him into the sidecar and picked up the knife on the ground. It's a bone knife. It's sharpened. There's a bloodletting trough in the middle. If you stab someone, it's absolutely fatal.

He looked back at the man in the sidecar and frowned slightly. He also glanced at some fellow villagers with knives. They were so pricked by his sharp eyes that they could hardly hold the knives in their hands. Han Qingsong beckons to them, and they come forward obediently.

Han Qingsong stretched out his hand, and they obediently handed the knife to him.

Han Qingsong: "five fingers open, palm up."

A few people did the same.

Han Qingsong glanced at them one by one. They were really farmers. They had thick cocoons from their work. Naturally, there is a difference between the cocoons ground with hoes, big hammers and pulling ropes and the cocoons ground with knives and guns, which can be seen at a glance.

Before, he was suspicious because he saw that man's walking posture, footstep and knife gesture were different from those of other villagers, so his doubt was not wrong.

Han Qingsong glanced at the opportunistic man and motioned him to come. The man was so scared that he forgot to run away. He had been standing on the side of the road. Now he was busy running over, "Comrade public security, what do you want to do?"

"Name."

"Fan, fan New Year's Eve." Men are still scared, whether it's the one with the knife or Han Qingsong, he's afraid. He even felt that the man with the knife wanted to stab himself to death. He had no deep hatred with him.

Han Qingsong pointed to the other members, "you take them to the Public Security Bureau, lose one, the crime is more serious."

On New Year's Eve, fan quickly promised, "one, one, many." He turned to a few members and said, "go, hurry."

Speculation means criticism and education. The big deal is to write a check-up and report to the public security bureau every week so as not to be beaten. Members have no problem, so they have nothing to be afraid of.

When those people left, Han Qingsong walked around the market again and asked some citizens about the situation. The situation is similar to what they said, that is, several people recognized fan on New Year's Eve and rushed to chase him.

"Do they have any other company?" Han Qingsong glanced at the crowd to see who was guilty and who retreated quietly, but found nothing.

Either there's no real accomplice, or there's a good cover up.

It's a bit strange today. He doesn't think that anyone dares to attack the public security for no reason, but the man did assassinate him, which can't be underestimated.

After a tour, he had an idea in his mind. He stepped on the motorcycle and glanced at the man. "Name."

The man snorted, his eyes were sinister, and his face was absolutely not afraid of death.

Han Qingsong raised his right leg and stepped on the man's chest. As soon as his wrist turned over, the pig knife went to the man's neck.

The fierce edge in his eyes was even more frightening than the blade. The man's eyes suddenly opened and he blurted out: "pan Shinong!"

The blade stopped, a cold line pressed on his neck, and pansnon shivered involuntarily.

Han Qingsong snorted, inserted the knife into the left side of the motorcycle, and started the motorcycle to roar away.

After he left, an ugly old man in the crowd looked at Han Qingsong's back, his eyes as calm as an ancient well. He was in a big black coat, waving his hands, and wearing a dog skin hat. He didn't stand out in the crowd at all. He stamped his feet and said to the member selling the fence beside him, "it's really cold on this day."

"It's not like that. Brother, that police officer is really powerful and energetic! It's a blessing for our common people to have such people. "

Several members of the club who sell things are talking about it one after another.

"It's not what. These bastards have been stealing too much these days. I was taken out of my pocket the day before yesterday."

The old man waved his hand and sighed, "in this world, petty theft means paying two yuan. But some people, who are good or bad, pay for their lives."

Then he hummed a little song and walked away with a slightly hunched back. "For thousands of years, when a king defeated an enemy, he was in charge of the emperors, the generals, the demons, and the loess. Today we have wine, today we are drunk, a mouthful of small wine, a mouthful of peanuts

He slowly went to an ordinary courtyard, patted the door twice, and immediately someone opened the door. He walked in and straightened his back immediately.

"Daddy, what's up?"

The old man sighed, "it's up to you, honest cat. It's not the time."

"Is it so serious?"

"More serious. You didn't show up, did you? "

"Don't worry, Dad. He can't catch our elite. They're all small grain."

The old man was still there, holding his fingers and chanting, "it's a good time for Bingchen. It seems that the time has not come. Wait another two months and see it after the new year. "

"Daddy, what about these boys?"

"Ha, what's the relationship between them? It just makes them used to it. It's inevitable to deal with the Public Security Bureau in our business. The Yamen always goes in and out. It's a good relationship with the public security. Since ancient times, our profession has not fought alone. The public security of the white way and the knife of the black way lick blood. As for us, we're just living in the middle. We're not guilty until we die. Who can't do anything about us? "

"Daddy's right."

"Remember, you guys, no one can be killed. As long as you don't owe your life, it's easy to say

"Daddy taught me that."

"Pity, pity." The old man shook his head.

"What a pity, daddy?"

"It's a pity that child. What a good child. "Ah..." the old man glanced around the room. Although each one was smart and capable, he was regarded as a capable person. Unfortunately, he couldn't accept it. There is always a feeling that there is no successor. It's impossible to cultivate an heir for more than ten years. It's best to start teaching from children. Once you are old and have your own mind, you can't feed them well, you can't break them straight, and it's useless.

Some people are unconvinced: "no matter how good it is, it's not as good as our little girl."

"Yaya..." instead, the old man is a little uncertain. According to the original plan, Yaya can be the future grandparent. The husband and wife manage the man and the woman one by one.

Originally, the third brother gave him his favorite child. He thought it was good in every way, but he couldn't accept it easily. He still had to observe it for three or five years.

Well planned and observed for three or five years, let Laosan teach some trinkets. After learning, he also has feelings. When he sees loyalty, he begins to cultivate it well. When it comes to 15 or 16, you can take charge of your own business. When it comes to 20, you can almost manage one side's business. In this way, he can enjoy his old age, provide for the aged well, and pass the seat to him when he returns.

It's a pity that Han Qingsong disrupted the good plan.

Ah, five years later, although we have trained a few good children, they are not as good as that one. They are not as good as Yaya. If the child had followed him, he would have been reborn by now.

With this in mind, he has some resentment towards Han Qingsong, and his good successor is lost.

But today let a person try, he immediately wake up, this person can not be hard, ah, is a cold stubble.

Good people don't fight with officials.

Let's wait another two years.

"Old three, you still go with me. You tell the second, let him be more restrained, be careful, don't be complacent. Han Qingsong is likely to pay attention to him. " It's not so easy to cultivate a few leaders. It will take ten years.

"Dad, what about that Pan knife?"

"It's OK. He knows what to do, and Han Qingsong can't help him. I gave Han Qingsong a knife to let him and Li Kuang consume for a long time. At the same time, I also trained these children to get used to dealing with public security. Two more years. To be in our line of business, we must first be calm and have a good life. "

"Yes."

"I'm gone. I won't come here for two years. You don't have to look for me, and you can't find me."

Although there is a hukou system, it's all over the world. It can't stop him.

The old man left the yard with a man of middle to upper stature who was wrapped up very tightly. In winter, the wind was bitter, so it was normal for him to go out and wrap his head.

After leaving the courtyard, the old man and the third man were walking on the road. He said, "I guess our good days will really come in the next two years. At that time, the prostitutes of the second, your gambling, the Prime Minister of the fourth, the cheating of the fifth, the stealing and miscellaneous of the sixth will be unified. Remember, we don't want to get involved with those outlaws. We don't rob roads, we don't rob, we don't kidnap, we don't rape. We are the grey way, we are not the underworld

"Grandfather, I remember."

"Ah, what a good child. What a pity."

The old man read it fragmentary, copied his hands, and wandered to the station.

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Back at the Public Security Bureau, Han Qingsong threw the man to the following people for interrogation. By the way, he asked them to pay attention to the others who came later and make a record together. He went to sun Zhuowen.

"Han Ju is back." Sun Zhuowen is very happy.

Han Qingsong looks cold, "send a notice to everyone, report to the county tomorrow, and gather around the county tonight."

Sun Zhuowen looks a Lin, know to do a big vote, "OK."

When Han Qingsong came back to the office with the knife, he happened to meet deputy bureau Li.

Li vice Bureau said with a smile: "Han bureau is back."

Han Qingsong ignored him and went straight into the office.

Deputy bureau Li: I'm so careless. You're pulling a fart. He scolded in his heart, but felt that it was wrong. He had to go back and chase into the office, "Han Ju, what do you mean? Why did I offend you? "

Han Qingsong slaps the knife on his desk. The dirty handle is so dark that he doesn't know how much pig blood he's soaked in. The black body and the bright blade are really a sharp knife. He doesn't know how many pigs he's killed.

Li vice Bureau scalp a hemp, "I say Han Qingsong, what do you mean?"

Han Qingsong glanced at him, "to remind you."

When Gao Weidong pushed the door in, he felt that the air pressure in the room was so low that he could hardly make progress. Seeing the knife and the tension between them, he said, "what's the matter? I didn't come at the right time? I said, "Li Ju, you have a lot of courage."

Dare to challenge Han Qingsong and fight him?

Vice Bureau Li pulled his hair with a rake and said angrily, "courage is a fart. I know what's going on? He, he... "He pointed to Han Qingsong with his finger," as soon as he came back, he had no nose or face. He slapped me a knife. What do you mean? You want to give me a knife? "

When Gao Weidong came in, he actually knew something. He subconsciously took a light step. Let alone him, they were not enough to beat Han Qingsong. After all, it is not the same level of strength that the lower ranks of the army rise and the civilian cadres rise.

Han Qingsong took a look at them and snorted, regardless of the knife.

As soon as Han Qingsong left, the stagnant air flow in the room returned to surging, and the oppressive atmosphere also eased instantly.

Gao Weidong sighed.

Li vice Bureau scolds a way: "god horse thing!" It's a pity that he always praised him and wanted to promote him. In this way, if he was the director of the Bureau, he would take this opportunity to transfer Luo Haicheng and other people to the county, focus on the county, and attack the new gangs.

Since last year, thieves, burglars, fortune tellers and scams have increased again. Fortunately, because of strict control, there are no road robberies, burglaries, and no human lives. But it is also enough to disrupt public order and have a bad impact on the citizens and members of the society.

Ordinary people can only say how the number of thieves has increased recently. They can't think of anything else.

However, Han Qingsong knows that no thief is isolated. The thief does not appear out of thin air, nor does it happen out of thin air. They are organized and trained. He has reason to suspect that he is the same group of people who abducted Dawang to join the gang a few years ago. At that time, he caught some minions, but the top few did not.

After these years, they have trained new members, which is quite possible. Li Kuang Jiu's inaction is the hotbed of these gangs!

Of course, there could be more than one gang.

Han Qingsong arranged to go out for a walk and straighten out his ideas. After walking twice on Renmin Road, he saw Lin Lan coming back by bike.

"Third brother! When did you come back? " Lin Lan saw him appear in front of him, not to mention how happy, especially at noon to think of so unhappy things, now excited that the bicycle can't ride, straight at him.

Han Qingsong does not give way either. He grabs the leading part of the car with his big hand and holds the bike steady. As soon as he reaches out, he holds Lin Lan down.

"It's been a while," he said

Lin Lan looked at his eyebrows cage a trace of fatigue, distressed way: "these days are not a good rest to eat ah?" She stood on tiptoe, climbed up to his arm and gave him a smooth eyebrow.

He took her hand, the other hand holding the handlebar, "rest, the brigade below to borrow." Looking at her staring at him all the time, her eyes were soft and nostalgic, which immediately made him feel soft. She added: "they ate very well. They just killed a pig."

Lin Lan laughs, "Oh, there is pork to eat, small life is not rough. Let's go home and cook early tonight. "

Han Qingsong nodded: "I'll go back."

When they return to the Revolutionary Committee, Han Qingsong goes to tell sun Zhuowen that when Luo Haicheng comes, he will take the case.

"Tell him the clearance plan. He knows."

Sun Zhuowen: "OK."

Lin Lan went back to his office and came home with Han Qingsong.

The children just came home from school. When they saw two people coming back, Sanwang and Xiaowang rushed over and threw themselves on Lin Lan.

Xiao Wang: "Niang, I miss you so much."

Sanwang: "secretary Lin, what a coincidence."

Lin Lan flicked his forehead, "how about class today?"

Sanwang: "I'm serious. I'm more serious than swimming. Don't worry."

Dawang, maisui and Erwang follow them. Erwang opens the door. At this time, Gaoling brothers also run over.

"Uncle Han, aunt Lin." The brothers said hello politely.

Gao Yu was forced by his brother, with a reluctant face, and didn't dare to go to Dawang.

Han Qingsong nodded his head, Erwang opened the door, and he followed in.

Gao Ling said, "Han wangguo, will you play basketball together tomorrow?"

Dawang: "let's see."

He's going to practice driving.

Seeing that he didn't mean to invite them to play, Gao Ling was very disappointed and took another look at the ears of wheat. As a result, maisui has already pushed Sanwang to Xiaowang's house, and didn't give him a look at all.

Gao Ling: "that's enough. Where did he offend her?

Gao Yu pulls him to let him go quickly. If he is sick, he has to go to Han wangguo. He wants him to kick you or abuse you.

Lin Lan looked back at the two people still at the door, thinking whether to invite them to play.

Dawang: "I'll see you after dinner."

Gao Ling immediately laughed, "OK, I'll wait for you."

After entering the house, the Lin Lan family cooked first.

At home, we have preserved preserved chicken and bacon, which are frozen in a small VAT in the yard and covered with boards. Now we take a piece of bacon and wash it. Make a Chinese cabbage stewed with bacon and bean skin, then stew with other pickles, boil dough rolls, and cook a few sweet potatoes in the oven.

Because both kangs need to be burned, and the other pot needs to make Porphyra egg soup.

Sanwang Xiaowang helps with the fire, Erwang and maisui cook.

After loading the pot, Erwang had a look at the home. He had to make a steamed noodle roll tomorrow.

Now their family life is better. They basically eat fine flour. Their daily staple food is fine flour steamed bread and paper. They no longer make corn flour and fine flour biscuits. Corn flour is reserved for making corn paste, spreading pancakes, and then mixed with sweet potato, millet, soybeans, etc. sorghum is no longer eaten.

Steamed dough pancakes are much more delicious than those made from dead noodles. They are soft and tasty. They nourish the stomach. Dead noodles are easy to burn.

After dinner, maisui and Erwang lead their younger brothers to do homework and study. Dawang goes to Gaoling to play.

Sanwang saw Xiaowang return to the ranks of good children who love to learn in just a few days. He had to show his love for learning. Even if he pretended, he had to pretend to be decent.

After finishing his homework, Xiao Wang made a very simple song with the few English words he had learned. The melody was bright and simple, which made people feel happy.

He also asked his second brother to play the guitar.

When Lin Lan and Han Qingsong came back from a walk, they just heard the children's singing. Her heart fell into reality, and she was very down-to-earth.

She asked Han Qingsong to wash and sleep early.

They installed a simple shower device in the bathroom. There is a stove in the house, and the hot water is constant, so the shower is convenient. She asked Han Qingsong to take a hot bath and come back to sleep comfortably.

Lin Lan didn't wait for the children tonight, she and Han Qingsong turned out the lights first. The children also know that Han Qingsong hasn't been at home these days and has been working hard in the countryside. He doesn't speak loudly any more. He closes the door and the radio, reads books, brushes the topic, and is quiet.

Lin Lan has something to do in her heart. She lies still.

Han Qingsong turned over and hugged her, "what do you think?"

Lin Lan smile: "sleep, what can you think."

Han Qingsong hugged her in his arms and gave her a kiss. He gently touched her clean back with his big hand. "It's less than nine o'clock." It's a little early.

Lin Lan: "do you want to go to Luo Haicheng at night?"

"No, he knows how to do it." He recently went to the countryside with Luo Haicheng and Han Qingyun. Luo Haicheng grew faster than Han Qingyun, so he let Luo Haicheng take charge of this, and let Han Qingyun also take charge of the collection work of the communes.

"Third brother, are you in danger of going to the countryside?" Lin Lan pillow his arm, and closer to him, as long as he is in bed, always warm.

"What's the danger? There is no such thing. It doesn't matter that they are all ordinary people who quarrel with the cadres of the brigade. " Han Qingsong said.

"What's going on today?" Lin Lan didn't ask or say anything when she was in the Revolutionary Committee. It was said that the Korean Bureau was in danger today. A man wanted to cut him with a knife, which scared her.

Although she first saw Han Qingsong well, and then heard that someone was using a knife, she was still a little nervous.

With this man, is there anything else?

Han Qingsong: "someone is fighting in the market. I'll go to a fight and bring people back for questioning."

The members who bought cloth were all poor and middle-class peasants. Their education was so poor that they could not confiscate their knives. If they had to return them, they would be released.

But on New Year's Eve, pan Shinong and fan had to detain them for a while.

He was afraid of Lin Lan and naturally refused to say that Pan's knife was aimed at him at that time. To tell you the truth, if he saw him playing with a knife on other occasions, he would boast that he played well. At this moment, if you catch him, you will naturally have to ask where and with whom you learned this Sabre technique.

Although it's not against the law to learn swords, many people in the countryside have been soldiers or learned martial arts from the old society, but they have to have a track to follow. As long as he says it, he can ask people to look it up and see what the source is for and what the invisible light is.

If you're not afraid to see people, then pansnon will naturally say.

But pan Shinong kept saying that his Sabre technique was inherited from his family. His father used to play two tricks in those years. If he taught him, he would learn more without a teacher.

Han Qingsong doesn't doubt it either. He will go to Panshi farm tomorrow to investigate and see what the villagers and neighbors say.

Lin Lan put his face on his chest and said in a soft voice: "third brother, you must protect yourself. The bad guys can't be caught alone. When the water is clear, there is no fish. When people are observant, there is no apprentice. As long as there are people, there will be good and bad people. You just need to catch those who have committed the most heinous crimes and punish them severely. Those who don't matter, let their parents educate them. "

After all, there are only a few policemen. How can they catch the thieves all over the city? If you catch them, you can't punish them severely. At most, you can educate them and scold them, which will waste your energy.

In modern society, the public security system is developed, and there are only many bad elements.

Han Qingsong turned over and lay flat, letting her lie on her chest and stretch, "you're right."

"We can't force each other to the Jedi unless we have a great deal of confidence. If there is room, they have concerns and dare not take risks. Once they enter the Jedi, they will not be nostalgic any more, and they will be easily caught dead. We can't touch their rough rubble with ourselves. " Lin Lan lay on his chest and looked up. Although the light in the room was very dark, she could still see his face accurately.

Her voice is unprecedented gentle, with a tiny request, fell in his ear is also unprecedented beautiful, let him can't refuse.

He can't go back as he did in the army.

He held the back of her head against himself and gave her a kiss. "Listen to you."

Lin Lan laughed, lying on his chest, "brother, you are so good."

He mind a swing, turn over to her under the body, "can also be better."

Lin Lan: "you are very tired when you go to the countryside. Let's sleep."

He didn't want to talk any more. He just wanted to show that he really wanted to sleep with her.