As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

"Dashan, you're too impatient. Besides, it's not like I can easily find a job. Let's wait until after the 15th." Zhao Facheng wanted to make it a perfunctory decision. He only went home once a year, and he and his wife hadn't gotten along well yet, so how could he leave so early?

Zhao Dashan naturally understood this obvious perfunctory response. If he hadn't killed someone, he wouldn't have been in such a hurry to leave.

He rustled out a small red envelope from his pocket and handed it over with a smile, "This is for the child, New Year's money."

"Wow, Dashan, you've finally figured it out." Zhao Facheng said jokingly.

Zhao Dashan is well-known in the village for being honest and cowardly. On the one hand, he has no ability, and on the other hand, he is not good at building interpersonal relationships.

For a small foreman like Zhao Facheng, if anyone in the village wanted to go out to work, everyone would bring some cigarettes and alcohol to ask about the matter. But Zhao Dashan never took anything.

But the reason I am willing to take him with me is because he is stupid, obedient and will not harm anyone.

Zhao Dashan chuckled and said, "Chengzi, can you help me ask if there are any more people hiring now?"

Zhao Facheng looked at Zhao Dashan and nodded, "Okay, I'll ask for you, wait a moment."

After saying that, Zhao Facheng went into the inner room to make a phone call.

As soon as Zhao Dashan entered, he immediately put away his silly look and his face darkened.

Ever since he killed someone, he felt like he had finally gotten his mind clear, and things that he couldn't understand before seemed to become clear all of a sudden.

What about social etiquette and relationships? To be honest, I didn't do it well in the past, no wonder I was bullied.

I just don’t know that I haven’t had another chance yet, after all, I killed three people.

The voice of Zhao Facheng could be heard intermittently from the inner room. After about ten minutes, Zhao Facheng came out.

"Chengzi, how is it?"

"Okay, I found you a job in Ningzhou. It's a small job. They have to meet the deadline, so they'll start work on the tenth day of the first lunar month."

Zhao Dashan was overjoyed. He finally had an excuse to leave the village. "Sure, of course. I'll pack up and go."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Hey, wait a minute." Zhao Facheng suddenly stopped him.

"What's wrong?"

"You also know about the village chief's family affairs," Zhao Facheng said casually.

When Zhao Dashan heard the word "village chief", he felt his hair stand on end and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his head. Could it be that he was exposed?

But Zhao Facheng obviously didn't notice his abnormality, and continued: "The world is in chaos now. The village chief and his men can be killed at home. And Director Li, if you go out alone without my protection, you must keep a low profile and don't cause trouble. Do you understand?"

There was a hint of superiority in Zhao Facheng's tone. He actually wanted to let Zhao Dashan know that without him, it would be hard for you to survive in the outside world.

When I call you one day, you must come with me quickly. After all, as a foreman, the most important thing is to have people under your control.

When Zhao Dashan heard that he was not asked about the murder, he reacted quickly, nodded and said a few words, then ran away.

Although he told himself that he was fine, he was still scared to death by Zhao Facheng's casual mention of it, and he still couldn't get over it psychologically.

This further strengthened his idea of ​​going out and staying away from here.

Zhao Dashan's village belongs to Wuzhou City, and Dingzhou is right next door. It takes less than three hours to get there by train, and more than an hour by car. However, he didn't dare to take the train because he carried the pistol and nine rounds of bullets with him. Now these two things are the only things that make him feel safe.

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, Zhao Dashan bought a long-distance bus ticket to Dingzhou. Since there were no people on the bus and the bus station was not staffed, security check was non-existent, so it should be fine for him to carry a gun.

But when he arrived at the bus station, he found that something seemed wrong.

Damn, when did people start doing security checks?

I saw that the few passengers had formed a small line and walked slowly inside. A security officer inside was scanning their entire bodies from top to bottom with a handheld security device.

He picked up his bag and was about to leave when a man who was working outside like him walked by. His face was weather-beaten and it was obvious that he had been working for many years.

"Why, are you scared?" the eldest brother teased.

Zhao Dashan was startled and looked at his elder brother in panic, "Did I get caught again? I didn't do anything."

Seeing his panic, the eldest brother chuckled, "Little brother, don't panic, we are one family. It is normal for us to carry knives when we go out to work. Look at the security officer's look, he won't take you seriously, just say it's a toy."

"You said it was a toy?" Zhao Dashan was a little skeptical of what his elder brother said. The security inspector was not a fool.

This elder brother seemed quite enthusiastic. Seeing Zhao Dashan's confused look, he shook his head and said, "You guys, if you are not familiar with the outside world, try not to go out alone. It's better to stay with the villagers so that you can take care of them."

After saying that, he reached into his quilt and rummaged around for a long time. Then, like a magic trick, he pulled out a 20-centimeter-long knife.

Zhao Dashan was dumbfounded. He actually brought such a long knife. Brother, you look like you are going to work, not to kill people.

Ding, ding.

The eldest brother tapped the blade twice with his fingers and said, "It's true, isn't it?"

"Oh, brother, you are serious. Can you bring this in?"

"Little brother is still too young, you watch."

The eldest brother wrapped the knife inside his clothes so that it could not be seen from the outside. Then he picked up his luggage and started to queue up to go inside.

Zhao Dashan stood outside and watched expectantly, could this really work?

Soon, it was my brother's turn. His luggage went through the security check machine and there was a beeping sound when he passed through the security check gate, but the security officer didn't take it seriously. Nowadays, everyone has something metal.

He motioned to his eldest brother to stand at the security check desk, then picked up the instrument and scanned it casually. When it was in front of his chest, the instrument issued a beeping alarm.

He looked at his eldest brother in confusion, but his eldest brother did not panic. Instead, he took out a fruit knife.

Although it is not allowed to bring fruit knives on board according to regulations, many people still carry one with them, as it is convenient for cutting fruits sometimes.

So the security officer turned a blind eye to this. He waved his hand and signaled the big brother to hurry over.

The eldest brother quickly picked up his luggage and walked in, then turned around to look at Zhao Dashan outside, as if he understood.

Zhao Dashan understood. He was also a young and inexperienced person who was not afraid of tigers. He did not care that the other person only had a knife and if they caught him, the worst that could happen was that it would be confiscated. But his was a gun and if he was caught he would be beheaded. He did not think about the interests involved at all. If the other person could do it, he could do it too.