"They are not worthy of your kneeling!"
The woman in the black dress leaned against the back of the chair with a graceful manner. Her slender hands crossed on her thighs suddenly trembled. The diamond bracelet on her white wrist radiated a thin halo, which made her skin look even more beautiful than snow, and her bones look cold and pure, just like a person in a landscape painting. Her eyes stayed on Xie Yan for a long time, and many past events flashed before her eyes. Once upon a time, there was a girl who was also stripped of her outer clothes inch by inch by this ruthless and turbid world, and her thorns were removed and her edges were smoothed. From then on, she walked naked in the soft red, without a past or a future. She roamed on the chessboard of power like a zombie, either a horse or a pawn, and could be abandoned and sacrificed at any time.
But she was different from Xie Yan. At that time, she had not met a boy like Wen Liang, who told her in a firm, cold and unquestionable tone:
They are not worthy of your kneeling!
The calm heart of the woman in the black dress seemed to be touched a little bit. She pierced the palm of her left hand hard with the tip of her right finger. Then she picked up the goblet, lowered her head and shook it gently. The blood-red crystal liquid in the goblet created a bizarre scene. Her charming face was still calm, but the eyes reflected in the glass had become cold.
The young man didn't want to waste time talking to these little people here. He would lose his identity and face in front of the woman he liked. After all, even if he subdued them, what glory would he have? Xie Yan knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, looking miserable. He was worried that the woman next to him would feel sympathy. He wanted to pretend to be magnanimous and let the two go first, and then settle the score together later. No one could escape on the territory of Nangong.
Unfortunately, Wen Liang didn't give him the chance to show off. His words were like a barbed dagger slapping several people in the face one by one, without any mercy. Wen Liang held Xie Yan's hand and was about to walk out. Although he was not afraid, he was not a pedantic and ridiculous fool. If there was anything, he would meet up with Liu Tianlai first.
The woman in the black skirt leaned over and leaned over, whispering in his ear with a chuckle, "Just let them go like that? I don't know where this wild boy came from, but he dares to be so arrogant in front of Director Lin. How about letting Xiao Si teach him a lesson?"
The thin man who had been lowering his head suddenly raised his head. The young man felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing into his nose, and the breath of the beautiful woman touched his ears, which was a bit itchy like a cat scratching. He could hear the hidden meaning in these words, as if he couldn't even handle such a small character. He became angry and sneered, "Leave? The woman is a waiter here, and the man is her friend. The monk can run away, but the temple cannot. Since they disturbed you today, I will not let them off easily. Don't worry, I will make them kneel down and admit their mistakes before they leave this restaurant!"
Before he finished speaking, the fat man, who everyone thought had fainted on the ground, suddenly stood up swaying. His face and body were covered with large stains mixed with blood and oil. His forehead was obviously swollen and purple in color. Blood was still flowing from the broken wound, and in an instant it flowed along his brow bone all over his face. He looked very hideous.
The fat man had never suffered such a great hardship before. The severe pain and concussion in his head made him no longer have any scruples. He wiped his face with his hand and cursed: "You dare to walk, try to take another step? Do you believe that I will shoot you?"
He actually pulled out a Type 64 police pistol from his waist and pointed it at Wen Liang's back, looking extremely crazy. Wen Liang stopped and slowly turned around, all he saw was the shiny barrel of the gun and a piercing cold light.
Never before had he faced death so closely, and never before had his blood boiled so much as if it was going to explode his entire body.
Xie Yan was completely frightened and stunned. His body was limp and his hands and feet were cold, but he instinctively opened his arms and tremblingly blocked Wen Liang behind him. The fear and despair on his face were obvious. His pearly teeth had bitten deep marks on his lower lip, and bright red blood overflowed from his lips and flowed down, drawing a sad line on his beautiful face.
Wen Liang suddenly laughed out loud, pushed Xie Yan away, stared at the gun in the fat man's hand, and said viciously: "Do you know who I am? How dare you point a gun at me?" At this time, there is no tax on bragging. The tougher the man is, the less likely he is to shoot.
"I don't care who you are, if you offend me you will die!"
If you don't go to the grassroots, you will never know what arrogance, recklessness, and lawlessness are. In 1992, a Liaobei policeman shot a passerby after drinking, in 1994, a Xichuan policeman shot a drinking buddy after drinking, in 1999, a Jiangling policeman shot a migrant worker after drinking... There are countless cases, but without exception, the victims were all civilians, and most of them were drunk. In the 1990s, the management of police guns was relaxed. A person could take a gun and ten bullets home freely, regardless of the purpose or whereabouts. After the bullets were used, they could write a report and get a new one. In those days, the most common thing was not shooting to kill people, but shooting birds. They all went hunting.
It was not until February 1, 2003 that the Ministry of Public Security issued the "Five Prohibitions" and began to vigorously regulate the management of police guns. The system was refined into two sentences: put the guns into the warehouse, and the drunk was fired. After that, the situation gradually improved. At least the common people generally did not have to worry about being shot in the head by a gun if they had a few words with a policeman.
But even so, 10 years ago there was still a great man who killed two villagers with five shots. What can we do
From the moment the fat man pulled out the gun, the woman in the black dress clenched her hands, stood up suddenly, and her face turned pale in an instant. She wanted to speak to stop them but was too nervous to make any sound. She was completely confused. She hoped that Wen Liang would have a conflict with the two men, but she didn't want to make things go to this extent. The young man also took a breath, but he was not as nervous as the woman. In his heart, Wen Liang was just an ordinary person. Not to mention that no one was dead, even if he was really dead, it would only be a little more complicated for the procedures. It was just a joke to say that it would have any significant impact on his future.
The fat man still pointed his gun at Wen Liang, but Wen Liang did not back down and said coldly, "Just you? Xu Zhou, Feng Bainiu from Qingzhou, the top five standing committee members, plus Gu Shitong, who do you think you are?"
When the woman in the black dress heard Wen Liang mention Gu Shitong, her face turned even paler, and her right hand on the table was shaking slightly. The young man frowned, and Wen Liang's words suddenly made him alert. He stood up, tapped the table with his fingers, and said, "Zi Zhong, don't do anything stupid." He signaled the fat man to calm down and not make things out of control.
When the situation was at a stalemate, there was a sudden shout from the door:
"stop!"
The woman in the black dress finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the person coming.
Seeing that Wen Liang hadn't returned for a while, Liu Tianlai came to look for him. Unexpectedly, he happened to see this scene in the room when he passed by the door. He was immediately frightened out of his wits. He shouted and rushed in. He reached out for the pistol at his waist and pointed it at the fat man, shouting: "Lian Zizhong, are you crazy? Put the gun down, put it down! Director Lin, stop him quickly, this is the son of Director Wen Huaiming of the Municipal Party Committee!"
Wen Liang didn't even look at Liu Tianlai. He just heard these names and immediately understood their identities. He said, "You are Lian Zizhong, the director of the Nangong Branch? A first-class police inspector at the section level, how dare you say that anyone who offends you must die? So domineering, so majestic! Do you still have the party discipline and national laws in your eyes, and do you still have the party flag and national emblem? Director Lin, you also saw that this is your good subordinate, pointing a gun at..." He turned around and pointed at himself, "A good citizen who abides by the law?"
The young man was naturally Lin Zhen. He was quite surprised to see Liu Tianlai, and then he heard that Wen Liang was actually the son of Xu Fuyan's most trusted confidant Wen Huaiming. How could he remain indifferent? He quickly scolded, "Lian Zizhong, are you sober? You went crazy after drinking a few glasses of dog urine. Throw the gun away! How many heads do you have to pay for it if it goes off?"
Lin Zhen knew that it would be useless to not swear at this guy. Lian Zizhong was furious and might have fired a gun on impulse. Liu Tianlai was present and he was Wen Huaiming's son, so no one could escape responsibility!
However, these words also paved a way for him to escape. Drawing a gun was a violation of discipline, but wasn't he drunk? The law is nothing more than human feelings. It can be imagined that as long as Lian Zizhong put down his gun himself, Lin Zhen would be able to suppress this matter. Even if Xu Fuyan came forward, there would be nothing to say. Wen Liang also hit the other person's forehead and bled. Assaulting a police officer is also a serious crime.
The public security system has its own rules. Besides, this was 1995, and there was not much difference between taking out a gun and taking out bird eggs.
Lian Zizhong was deeply offended by Wen Liang today, but he still refused to let go. He turned his head to look at Lin Zhen and said hesitantly: "Director Lin..."
Wen Liang was only two or three steps away from him. He winked at Liu Tianlai, then suddenly stepped forward and slashed Lian Zizhong's left neck with a knife. Liu Tianlai rushed forward at the same time, grabbed his gun hand and lifted it up, snatching it away cleanly. It would take a lot of hard work to snatch the gun with bare hands.
Even so, Liu Tianlai was still scared and broke out in a cold sweat. The situation just now did not allow him to hesitate at all. But if he had a choice, he would never agree to Wen Liang taking this risk.
What if Lian Zizhong resists stubbornly, and his gun goes off accidentally, or if something happens to Wen Liang, we can't afford to kill him!
Lian Zizhong did drink a few more cups, and Lin Zhen was not just talking nonsense. Seeing that Liu Tianlai was half sober, and hearing Wen Liang's identity, he was completely awakened by fear. He surrendered without even thinking of resisting. He was pressed to the ground by two people and shouted: "Director Liu, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, is there any need to hurt our brotherly feelings? Director Lin, please say something..."
Liu Tianlai usually doesn't carry a gun, but the situation has been tense recently, so he keeps his gun with him. Today, it came in handy. He definitely didn't have handcuffs, so he could only handcuff Lian Zizhong's hands behind his back, press down on them with his right knee, and hit him on the head with the gun handle: "Behave yourself!"
After the conflict just now, Liu Tianlai knew that there would be no way he could get away with Lian Zizhong peacefully. Not to mention that Wen Liang would not let him go. If Zuo Yuxi heard about this, he would not be satisfied until Lian Zizhong had been skinned alive. Naturally, he would not be polite at all and would treat him as a suspect.
Lin Zhen is a smart man. Normally, he would have held back his anger and would have considered it carefully after the investigation. But today, he lost face in front of the beauty and he was unwilling to accept it. He said, "Director Liu, it's just a misunderstanding. Let him go first..." Seeing that Liu Tianlai was unmoved, his tone suddenly became gloomy: "This little brother came in without permission, not only yelling at me, but also injuring Director Lian. It's a serious crime to assault a police officer. Director Lian was just defending himself by pulling out his gun. Even if he goes to the Municipal Party Committee, he can still explain this clearly. Liu Tianlai, you have to think it through!"
Liu Tianlai was extremely reluctant to offend Lin Zhen in his heart, as the consequences of that were unpredictable. But if he listened to him at this moment, he would immediately offend Wen Liang, and there was no need to guess the consequences. It was very simple, all his efforts would be wasted, and he would no longer have a place to stay in Qingzhou.
"Director Lin, I respect your opinion, but whether it is true or not, we need to investigate. Lian Zizhong must come back to the bureau with me today to be investigated. Director Lin, I am also acting impartially..."
Lin Zhen threw his hands and whispered, "Good, very good! Chief Liu, you are well-known in the police world for your integrity. I will trust you this time."
After saying that, without even looking at Lian Zizhong on the ground, he forced a smile at the woman in the black dress: "Miss Qi, I'm really sorry for today. I'll take you home first and apologize to you another day."
The woman in the black dress had regained her composure since Liu Tianlai appeared. Upon hearing this, she smiled and said, "Director Lin, you are too polite. Director Liu, I will leave first. If you need any help, I will be there at your beck and call."
Liu Tianlai didn't notice her until then and said, "Miss Qi Shu, you are too polite. I will trouble you if I have something to ask."
Wen Liang then realized that this sometimes pure and sometimes charming woman was actually Gu Shitong's beloved confidant, Mu Zechen's right-hand man, and Qingzhou's most famous socialite, Qi Shu!
From the time Wen Liang kicked the door open to the time the dust settled, it was actually only a short time. However, to everyone involved in the game, it seemed like a very, very long time had passed!
Xie Yan was pushed to the ground by Wen Liang. She watched the boy standing tall under the black gun. Tears had already blurred her eyes. Her mouth kept opening and closing subconsciously, but she could only make sobbing sounds. She had no strength in her body, and even getting up from the ground seemed impossible. When everything was over, she seemed to have been drained of all her energy and fell to the ground. Her mind was empty, but there was always a figure floating at the end of the void, gradually becoming clearer from hazy, and gradually becoming indestructible.
When they got downstairs, Qi Shuwan declined Lin Zhen's offer to see him off. Lin Zhen was so embarrassed tonight that he didn't want to stay any longer, so he drove away without arguing. Qi Shu looked up at the bright lights in the entire building of Yuxiangyuan and suddenly laughed: "Lian Zizhong is in trouble! He thought he had climbed up the ladder and acted without restraint. Today, he dared to touch me in front of me. He is really asking for trouble. He deserves to die!"
The thin man suddenly said: "That boy is not simple."
Qi Shu nodded and said to himself, "It's more than simple. I can't believe that Wen Huaiming's performance in recent times has been surprising, but his son seems to be even more different, more energetic than in the photos... But I really have to thank him. After today's commotion, if Lian Zizhong is not rescued, I don't think Lin Zhen, that useless guy, will have the nerve to bother me, haha!"
It turned out that she had recognized Wen Liang a long time ago.
Suddenly, a gunshot was heard from upstairs. The sound was low but secretly exciting. It instantly penetrated the eardrums and spread farther and farther in the night sky.