Chapter 193
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S city.
Eight o'clock at night.
In a residential building on the outskirts of the city.
It used to be the dormitory area of a state-owned enterprise electronics factory. It was full of old four storey buildings built in the late 1960s. Later, when the enterprise closed down, it also declined.
Later, most of the enterprise employees have moved away, and some economically poor still live there. Most of the other houses are rented to migrant workers who come to the city to work.
This year, the municipal government announced a new urban development plan. It has been listed as a demolition area. Many tenants will not renew their contracts. Many houses have been uninhabited, dark lights and little popularity.
Master Li's family lives on the third floor of Building 5. They are migrant workers. They work in a furniture factory, their wife does cleaning in a joint venture, and their two children study in a nearby private school.
Eight o'clock is a good time to watch soap operas.
Master Li and his fat wife had a little friction over the control of the remote control.
Master Li wants to see Anti Japanese dramas, and his fat wife wants to see romantic dramas.
"I don't understand the beauty of watching those anti Japanese dramas all day. I'll throw up if you're not tired of Lao Li!"
"It's better than you. I watch those greasy and crooked dramas that love to come and go every day, or it's some Qing palace drama. I died early in the morning!"
The two children looked at their parents. They were so noisy that they shook their heads and sighed. They went into the room to do their homework.
Dududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududui——
There was a knock at the door, and Lao Li and his wife finally stopped fighting.
"Mother-in-law, open the door!"
"Why don't you go! You're lame!"
Lao Li was stunned, then sighed, said "good men don't fight with women", pulled up his slippers and went to open the door.
Across the door, Lao Li asked cautiously, "who is it?"
This is an old-fashioned building. There is no cat's eye installed, and public security is not good. A few days ago, old lady Li's red underwear was hung in the corridor. I don't know which damn pervert stole it.
"Neighborhood committee, floating population registration."
What Lao Li heard was the voice of a middle-aged woman.
It seems that he is really a member of the neighborhood committee. Lao Li is full of resentment and registers. He has to register this year and in the middle of the year. Didn't he apply for a temporary residence permit earlier?
I thought so, but my hand opened the door.
"I said you..."
He just wanted to make a few old complaints. When he saw the situation outside the door, he gulped the half sentence back into his stomach.
Lao Li's eyes are round.
There were several people standing outside. In the front was indeed a cadre of the neighborhood committee. Lao Li recognized that she was in charge of the area, as if she were the deputy director or something.
What surprised Lao Li most was the people behind the deputy director.
fuck you!
Lao Li was used to watching the Anti Japanese drama, but it was the first time he saw a serious real guy appear in front of him.
Several young people with live ammunition, helmets and bulletproof vests, 95 automatic rifles and 79 micro punches on their chest, and blue and black police uniforms stood behind the deputy director of the neighborhood committee.
All these people have two big white words printed on their chest - special police.
"Shh -"
A SWAT headed by raised his index finger and made a silent gesture on his lips.
"Comrade, how many people are there in your family?"
"Four... Four..." Lao li felt that his tongue was rolling, and his teeth began to knock together. His words were not sharp.
"You should be quiet now, don't make any noise and go with the cadre of the neighborhood committee." the chief special police officer was afraid that Lao Li didn't know, and stressed again: "keep your voice down, go now, don't delay."
Lao li felt that his scalp was numb, and the skin on his face was crisp, hot, and blood gushed up.
He knew things must be bad, but he didn't know how bad it was.
"What the hell..."
"Don't ask, it has nothing to do with you."
Lao Li was relieved to hear that it had nothing to do with him.
"The things in that house..."
"Don't take it. We'll compensate for any loss." the special police was impatient and whispered, "hurry!"
Lao Li hurried into the house, said to his fat mother, then knocked on the children's room and brought out a pair of children.
Lao Li's mother-in-law thought Lao Li was bragging at first, because Lao Li drank 22 liang of rice for nothing at dinner. This guy has the habit of bragging after drinking some wine.
"Is it that serious..."
Old Mrs. Li went out and was almost scared back to her room at the door.
She looked at the door in horror. Her friend really didn't boast. It was really a special police outside.
As they walked down the corridor, Lao Li and his wife became more and more surprised. They didn't know when the stairwell was full of special police. They all wore bulletproof vests, loaded with guns and were ready to fight.
Downstairs, the police of several local police stations quickly guided the residents through the small passage of the building room and left from the woods behind.
Soon, the whole dormitory area of the electronics factory was silent and strange.
"The attack team reported that the residents have been evacuated and launched the attack?" the Special Police Captain stood downstairs and pressed the call button of the communicator to report to the battle command center.
"Whether to confirm that all residents have been evacuated."
"Confirm that the local neighborhood committee cadres have checked according to the list, no problem."
"OK! Let's go!" the voice of the deputy director of criminal investigation in charge of operation command came over there.
The special police captain turned around, looked at a middle-aged man wearing a helmet and bulletproof vest, but without any weapons, and said, "Ho, it's up to you to open the iron door outside later."
The middle-aged man called "Lao he" nodded nervously. Although it was late autumn, his face, forehead and neck were full of sweat.
Seeing Lao he's appearance, the special police captain patted him on the shoulder and gave him reassurance: "don't worry, I'll be right next to you. Open the lock of the iron door, you leave immediately, and leave the rest to us. It'll be fine!"
"Hmm..." he nodded and wiped his face. His hands were full of cold sweat.
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S city.
Eight o'clock at night.
In a residential building on the outskirts of the city.
It used to be the dormitory area of a state-owned enterprise electronics factory. It was full of old four storey buildings built in the late 1960s. Later, when the enterprise closed down, it also declined.
Later, most of the enterprise employees have moved away, and some economically poor still live there. Most of the other houses are rented to migrant workers who come to the city to work.
This year, the municipal government announced a new urban development plan. It has been listed as a demolition area. Many tenants will not renew their contracts. Many houses have been uninhabited, dark lights and little popularity.
Master Li's family lives on the third floor of Building 5. They are migrant workers. They work in a furniture factory, their wife does cleaning in a joint venture, and their two children study in a nearby private school.
Eight o'clock is a good time to watch soap operas.
Master Li and his fat wife had a little friction over the control of the remote control.
Master Li wants to see Anti Japanese dramas, and his fat wife wants to see romantic dramas.
"I don't understand the beauty of watching those anti Japanese dramas all day. I'll throw up if you're not tired of Lao Li!"
"It's better than you. I watch those greasy and crooked dramas that love to come and go every day, or it's some Qing palace drama. I died early in the morning!"
The two children looked at their parents. They were so noisy that they shook their heads and sighed. They went into the room to do their homework.
Dududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududui——
There was a knock at the door, and Lao Li and his wife finally stopped fighting.
"Mother-in-law, open the door!"
"Why don't you go! You're lame!"
Lao Li was stunned, then sighed, said "good men don't fight with women", pulled up his slippers and went to open the door.
Across the door, Lao Li asked cautiously, "who is it?"
This is an old-fashioned building. There is no cat's eye installed, and public security is not good. A few days ago, old lady Li's red underwear was hung in the corridor. I don't know which damn pervert stole it.
"Neighborhood committee, floating population registration."
What Lao Li heard was the voice of a middle-aged woman.
It seems that he is really a member of the neighborhood committee. Lao Li is full of resentment and registers. He has to register this year and in the middle of the year. Didn't he apply for a temporary residence permit earlier?
I thought so, but my hand opened the door.
"I said you..."
He just wanted to make a few old complaints. When he saw the situation outside the door, he gulped the half sentence back into his stomach.
Lao Li's eyes are round.
There were several people standing outside. In the front was indeed a cadre of the neighborhood committee. Lao Li recognized that she was in charge of the area, as if she were the deputy director or something.
What surprised Lao Li most was the people behind the deputy director.
fuck you!
Lao Li was used to watching the Anti Japanese drama, but it was the first time he saw a serious real guy appear in front of him.
Several young people with live ammunition, helmets and bulletproof vests, 95 automatic rifles and 79 micro punches on their chest, and blue and black police uniforms stood behind the deputy director of the neighborhood committee.
All these people have two big white words printed on their chest - special police.
"Shh -"
A SWAT headed by raised his index finger and made a silent gesture on his lips.
"Comrade, how many people are there in your family?"
"Four... Four..." Lao li felt that his tongue was rolling, and his teeth began to knock together. His words were not sharp.
"You should be quiet now, don't make any noise and go with the cadre of the neighborhood committee." the chief special police officer was afraid that Lao Li didn't know, and stressed again: "keep your voice down, go now, don't delay."
Lao li felt that his scalp was numb, and the skin on his face was crisp, hot, and blood gushed up.
He knew things must be bad, but he didn't know how bad it was.
"What the hell..."
"Don't ask, it has nothing to do with you."
Lao Li was relieved to hear that it had nothing to do with him.
"The things in that house..."
"Don't take it. We'll compensate for any loss." the special police was impatient and whispered, "hurry!"
Lao Li hurried into the house, said to his fat mother, then knocked on the children's room and brought out a pair of children.
Lao Li's mother-in-law thought Lao Li was bragging at first, because Lao Li drank 22 liang of rice for nothing at dinner. This guy has the habit of bragging after drinking some wine.
"Is it that serious..."
Old Mrs. Li went out and was almost scared back to her room at the door.
She looked at the door in horror. Her friend really didn't boast. It was really a special police outside.
As they walked down the corridor, Lao Li and his wife became more and more surprised. They didn't know when the stairwell was full of special police. They all wore bulletproof vests, loaded with guns and were ready to fight.
Downstairs, the police of several local police stations quickly guided the residents through the small passage of the building room and left from the woods behind.
Soon, the whole dormitory area of the electronics factory was silent and strange.
"The attack team reported that the residents have been evacuated and launched the attack?" the Special Police Captain stood downstairs and pressed the call button of the communicator to report to the battle command center.
"Whether to confirm that all residents have been evacuated."
"Confirm that the local neighborhood committee cadres have checked according to the list, no problem."
"OK! Let's go!" the voice of the deputy director of criminal investigation in charge of operation command came over there.
The special police captain turned around, looked at a middle-aged man wearing a helmet and bulletproof vest, but without any weapons, and said, "Ho, it's up to you to open the iron door outside later."
The middle-aged man called "Lao he" nodded nervously. Although it was late autumn, his face, forehead and neck were full of sweat.
Seeing Lao he's appearance, the special police captain patted him on the shoulder and gave him reassurance: "don't worry, I'll be right next to you. Open the lock of the iron door, you leave immediately, and leave the rest to us. It'll be fine!"
"Hmm..." he nodded and wiped his face. His hands were full of cold sweat.
S city.Eight o'clock at night.In a residential building on the outskirts of the city.It used to be the dormitory area of a state-owned enterprise electronics factory. It was full of old four storey buildings built in the late 1960s. Later, when the enterprise closed down, it also declined.Later, most of the enterprise employees have moved away, and some economically poor still live there. Most of the other houses are rented to migrant workers who come to the city to work.This year, the municipal government announced a new urban development plan. It has been listed as a demolition area. Many tenants will not renew their contracts. Many houses have been uninhabited, dark lights and little popularity.Master Li's family lives on the third floor of Building 5. They are migrant workers. They work in a furniture factory, their wife does cleaning in a joint venture, and their two children study in a nearby private school.Eight o'clock is a good time to watch soap operas.Master Li and his fat wife had a little friction over the control of the remote control.Master Li wants to see Anti Japanese dramas, and his fat wife wants to see romantic dramas."I don't understand the beauty of watching those anti Japanese dramas all day. I'll throw up if you're not tired of Lao Li!""It's better than you. I watch those greasy and crooked dramas that love to come and go every day, or it's some Qing palace drama. I died early in the morning!"The two children looked at their parents. They were so noisy that they shook their heads and sighed. They went into the room to do their homework.DududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududuiThere was a knock at the door, and Lao Li and his wife finally stopped fighting."Mother-in-law, open the door!""Why don't you go! You're lame!"Lao Li was stunned, then sighed, said "good men don't fight with women", pulled up his slippers and went to open the door.Across the door, Lao Li asked cautiously, "who is it?"This is an old-fashioned building. There is no cat's eye installed, and public security is not good. A few days ago, old lady Li's red underwear was hung in the corridor. I don't know which damn pervert stole it."Neighborhood committee, floating population registration."What Lao Li heard was the voice of a middle-aged woman.It seems that he is really a member of the neighborhood committee. Lao Li is full of resentment and registers. He has to register this year and in the middle of the year. Didn't he apply for a temporary residence permit earlier?I thought so, but my hand opened the door."I said you..."He just wanted to make a few old complaints. When he saw the situation outside the door, he gulped the half sentence back into his stomach.Lao Li's eyes are round.There were several people standing outside. In the front was indeed a cadre of the neighborhood committee. Lao Li recognized that she was in charge of the area, as if she were the deputy director or something.What surprised Lao Li most was the people behind the deputy director.fuck you!Lao Li was used to watching the Anti Japanese drama, but it was the first time he saw a serious real guy appear in front of him.Several young people with live ammunition, helmets and bulletproof vests, 95 automatic rifles and 79 micro punches on their chest, and blue and black police uniforms stood behind the deputy director of the neighborhood committee.All these people have two big white words printed on their chest - special police."Shh -"A SWAT headed by raised his index finger and made a silent gesture on his lips."Comrade, how many people are there in your family?""Four... Four..." Lao li felt that his tongue was rolling, and his teeth began to knock together. His words were not sharp."You should be quiet now, don't make any noise and go with the cadre of the neighborhood committee." the chief special police officer was afraid that Lao Li didn't know, and stressed again: "keep your voice down, go now, don't delay."Lao li felt that his scalp was numb, and the skin on his face was crisp, hot, and blood gushed up.He knew things must be bad, but he didn't know how bad it was."What the hell...""Don't ask, it has nothing to do with you."Lao Li was relieved to hear that it had nothing to do with him."The things in that house...""Don't take it. We'll compensate for any loss." the special police was impatient and whispered, "hurry!"Lao Li hurried into the house, said to his fat mother, then knocked on the children's room and brought out a pair of children.Lao Li's mother-in-law thought Lao Li was bragging at first, because Lao Li drank 22 liang of rice for nothing at dinner. This guy has the habit of bragging after drinking some wine."Is it that serious..."Old Mrs. Li went out and was almost scared back to her room at the door.She looked at the door in horror. Her friend really didn't boast. It was really a special police outside.As they walked down the corridor, Lao Li and his wife became more and more surprised. They didn't know when the stairwell was full of special police. They all wore bulletproof vests, loaded with guns and were ready to fight.Downstairs, the police of several local police stations quickly guided the residents through the small passage of the building room and left from the woods behind.Soon, the whole dormitory area of the electronics factory was silent and strange."The attack team reported that the residents have been evacuated and launched the attack?" the Special Police Captain stood downstairs and pressed the call button of the communicator to report to the battle command center."Whether to confirm that all residents have been evacuated.""Confirm that the local neighborhood committee cadres have checked according to the list, no problem.""OK! Let's go!" the voice of the deputy director of criminal investigation in charge of operation command came over there.The special police captain turned around, looked at a middle-aged man wearing a helmet and bulletproof vest, but without any weapons, and said, "Ho, it's up to you to open the iron door outside later."The middle-aged man called "Lao he" nodded nervously. Although it was late autumn, his face, forehead and neck were full of sweat.Seeing Lao he's appearance, the special police captain patted him on the shoulder and gave him reassurance: "don't worry, I'll be right next to you. Open the lock of the iron door, you leave immediately, and leave the rest to us. It'll be fine!""Hmm..." he nodded and wiped his face. His hands were full of cold sweat.
