Chapter 3: Unreliable Li Fugui
Inside the restaurant.
After Qin Yu and the other two sat down, Lao Mao ordered three plates of Chinese dishes, two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, and a half-pound bottle of the cheapest white wine.
"Don't save money for me, order two more dishes." Qin Yu said in a hypocritical and polite way.
"Forget it, you just came here and haven't received your salary yet, so it's enough." Although Lao Mao was a little stunned when he spoke, he obviously had a good heart. He rubbed his dry and cold palms, looked up at Qin Yu and asked: "I heard that you came from the planning area?"
"Yeah." Qin Yu nodded.
"Isn't it easy there?"
"It's not that difficult. People are afraid of getting used to it," Qin Yu smiled: "Once you get used to it, it's the same everywhere."
"That's right."
"..."
The three of them were all young, and there was no generation gap when they talked. Moreover, Lao Mao and Qin Yu were cheerful and liked to joke, so everyone became familiar with each other while chatting. During the conversation, Qin Yu discovered another detail, that is, Qi Lin was licking Lao Mao in both body movements and tone of voice, in short, his attitude was very low.
After the food and wine came, Qin Yu raised his glass and said: "Sitting down is a friend, and I am new here, let's move around more and take care of each other in the future."
"There is nothing to take care of. These days, if you have the ability, you can eat meat everywhere. If you don't, it's useless for anyone to take care of you." Lao Mao replied very honestly, and also raised his glass and added: "It's right to move around more. Just because you dare to confront Lao San and the others, we can be friends."
"Haha," Qin Yu smiled: "Cheers."
"Cheers."
"Cheers!"
The three raised their glasses and drank them all.
"Come on, pour some more." Qi Lin wiped his mouth, picked up the bottle and continued to pour wine for Lao Mao: "Brother, can you do the thing I told you last time?"
Lao Mao rolled his eyes when he heard it, and teased with a small piece of beef in his right hand with chopsticks: "You are too cunning. Xiao Yu treated us, and you asked others to do things for you. Why did you grow up so cunning?"
Qi Lin was not embarrassed when he heard it, he just scratched his head and replied: "Isn't it... that I am short of money?"
"F*ck, when have you never been short of money?" Lao Mao continued to eat with a frown: "Alas, I asked for your matter, but Wen There are no vacancies for the position now. If you want to get it, you have to burn incense and pray to Buddha. But you don't have that money, so wait a little longer.
Qin Yu was stunned when he heard the voice, and asked curiously: "Why do you have to go to the civilian position?"
"He is timid." The old cat replied with a curled lip: "Last year, the police superintendent reported to the higher authorities that in 6 months, a total of 35 people were sacrificed here. The world is too chaotic now, and he is unsure in the first team, so he wants to find a lighter job.
"Oh, that's it." Qin Yu's face was not surprised, because the security environment here is too comfortable compared to the planned area.
The old cat turned his head to look at Qi Lin, and scolded him with some contempt in his eyes: "Qi Lin, you have to understand one thing. Now the environment has changed. If you don't fight and risk your life, when will you be able to turn things around? I will get you to the civilian department. You have no connections above, so won't you be squeezed out after a while? What's the saying? Times make heroes. Let's not talk about the distant ones, just talk about Yuan Ke, the eldest brother. Before the establishment of the Ninth Special District, what kind of person was he? But when the world was in chaos, he rose up instead. Now in this black street, no one dares to mess with him, right? He has married six wives, who can he rely on? No one can... No one to rely on, right? "
"I can't compare with him." Qi Lin grinned: "I just want to have a healthy life and support my mother and sister." "You're just that good." Lao Mao replied with some regret: "I promoted you to the first team, and I thought you could find some opportunities to make a living. But I didn't expect that you wash socks and serve tea every day... You said that with someone like you, it's no wonder that people punch you when they have nothing to do. You don't even have an equal status, so what kind of connections can you talk about? Is that how to make friends?" Qi Lin bowed his head and said nothing. "Alas, you have such a cowardly character, and your father named you Qi Lin. I'm so good, but my mother calls me Li Fugui... You say... Where can I go to make sense with this?" Lao Mao shook his head and sighed. "Okay, let's not talk about these things, let's talk about something else." Qin Yu made a round. Having said that, Qi Lin did not mention the job transfer to Lao Mao again. The three of them drank and chatted, and time passed quickly.
It was nine o'clock in the evening. Qi Lin lowered his head and looked at the new text message again, and immediately said: "Something happened at home, I have to go first, see you tomorrow."
"Don't drink for a while?" Qin Yu asked.
"No, I have to go back first."
"Then I'll take you there."
"No, I can go by myself."
"Slow down."
"It's okay."
"...!"
After exchanging a few words, Qi Lin hurriedly left with his mobile phone, while Qin Yu and Lao Mao, who didn't want to leave, continued to drink in their original place.
"Laomao, we can sit together and drink together, so we are friends," Qin Yu advised with a slightly ruddy face: "Save some face for Qi Lin in the future."
"Am I scolding him? I want to activate him!" Lao Mao tapped the table excitedly and said bluntly: "This man, if he keeps kneeling, he won't stand up, do you understand?"
Qin Yu listened to the voice thoughtfully and nodded unconsciously.
"I am in the police force, and he is my only friend. I am anxious when I see him." Lao Mao shook his head appropriately: "Forget it, don't talk about him, I'm going to do some business."
"What's the matter?" Qin Yu was stunned.
"I observed the little girl just now. She and the four men should not have a relationship of s*x." Lao Mao blinked and whispered, "I think it's time to make a move." Qin Yu was a little confused: "Which girl?" "F*ck, why are you so rude? The one who got off the car at the door just now." Lao Mao grinned and said, "She looks so attractive. I got hard three times when I saw her. Hey, do you think she looks like the star in the past, Jun Ji-hyun... tall and long legs." Qin Yu was sweating: "Brother, you should hold her back. It's not like before. It's quite messy..." "It's okay, it's okay, I'll try it!" Lao Mao rubbed his palms, stood up, and walked towards the table near the window with his crotch clamped.
...
Outdoors. Qi Lin stood on the side of the road and took two puffs of the e-cigarette. He hesitated for a long time before taking out his phone to call Qin Yu. But when he pressed his thumb on the screen, he remembered that Qin Yu's newly bought mobile phone had not yet been connected to the communication system, so he could only dial Lao Mao's number.
...
Inside the restaurant.
Lao Mao stroked his small side parted hair, walked to the table by the window, and asked the girl with a smile: "Hey, beautiful lady, are you out for dinner with your family?"
The girl was originally looking out the window, and when she heard Lao Mao calling her, she turned her head with a puzzled look: "You...what's the matter?"
"It's like this, haha, I'm the director of the TV station's Star Anchor column, we are in the audition, are you interested in learning more?" Lao Mao asked with a mouth full of nonsense.
After the words fell, the short middle-aged man sitting opposite asked his companion in Japanese with a strange look: "Napin no desuka (delivery)?"
The companion glanced at Lao Mao and frowned slightly: "Yinyu de ha na ai (He didn't say it in code)."
While the two were talking, the girl had come back to her senses, and responded to Lao Mao with a pretty face and enthusiasm: "Are you really from the TV station? What a coincidence, I just happened to be studying hosting."
Lao Mao didn't expect the girl to be so acquainted, and immediately said with bright eyes: "That's great, do you have contact information? Leave one for me, and we will communicate privately later."
While talking, Lao Mao had already taken out the mobile phone he had prepared and handed it to the girl. But his phone was for personal use, not the one that the police force was forced to buy.
The girl took the phone and lowered her head to enter the number.
"Pah!"
The short middle-aged man stood up, grabbed the girl's arm, frowned slightly: "Give him the phone back, and have dinner."
"Uncle, I'm quite interested." The girl smiled and looked up.
"I asked you to give the phone back." The short middle-aged man repeated again.
The old cat tilted his neck and glanced at the other party, and said with a bright smile: "I'm really from the TV station, don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm."
The girl hesitated for a moment, and immediately returned the phone to the old cat, and said with a smile: "Forget it, sorry."
The old cat was so happy to see the girl so sensible, but an unromantic "Goblin" appeared in the middle to disrupt the situation, and he felt very angry and opened his mouth to fight for it again.
"Forget it, thank you." The girl insisted.
The old cat was stunned, stared at the girl for two seconds, and grinned in response: "No, forget it, sorry to bother you."
...
A minute later.
The old cat bent over and sat opposite Qin Yu, with a strange look in his eyes.
"Did someone kick you? Haha." Qin Yu asked, picking up the food.
Lao Mao blinked and kicked Qin Yu under the table: "Look down."
Qin Yu was stunned and looked down at the table. Lao Mao held the phone in his right hand and said in a low voice: "Look at the screen."
Qin Yu looked over and saw "959595" entered on the dial page.
"What does that mean?" Qin Yu was a little confused.
Lao Mao rubbed his face with his left hand and replied with his head down: "D*mn... I ran into something."
"What do you mean...?"
"The four men and the girl are definitely not together. She just kicked me under the table." Lao Mao took back the phone and took a sip of wine: "But I can't tell what they are doing... But it's definitely not right. The girl asked us to save her."
At the dining table by the window, the short man looked down at his watch and whispered to his companion with a stern face: "Did the person who just came here meet by chance or test?"
"It's hard to say." The companion shook his head.
"Looking dazed." The short man glanced at the old cat with a somewhat uneasy look: "Time is up, no more waiting, let's go."
"Okay." The companion nodded, and said to the girl in a cold voice: "Don't make trouble, leave with us."
The girl's white forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. She glanced at the old cat and nodded in response.
Not far away.
The old cat rubbed his cheeks a little irritated and asked Qin Yu in a low voice: "What should we do? Do we care?"
"Squeak!"
At the same time, a pure electric car stopped at the door of the restaurant.