Chapter 443: The Hong Kong businessman died, and the two brothers were responsible for rushing back to Hong Kong City

"Leader, we need to return to the village first. If Mr. Zheng is not in a hurry to be buried, we can take this order."

Damao didn't really want to take the order. He had to keep his work and personal lives separate. It was holiday time and he hated working overtime the most.

"Can't you go to the port city first?" asked the leader.

"No, we agreed not to assign us any work during the holidays. You're not keeping your word, boss!"

Damao was not polite at all. My parents said that we must not give in to our leaders, otherwise they will become more and more demanding.

"Well, this happened suddenly. Who knew Mr. Zheng would pass away so suddenly? You guys are the only ones in the group who can handle corpses. Your contributions to the organization are all known to the higher-ups. I'll give you a promotion and a raise next year, okay?"

The guilty leader said all the nice things he could, but Damao remained indifferent. He had too much money to spend, and these benefits could not impress him.

"Three US passports."

Damao put forward a condition. He had always wanted to visit the United States, but the organization did not agree.

The leader disagreed at first, but after all, only Da Mao and his friends in the group could drive the corpses. Although it was winter now, the corpses would become smelly if left unattended for a long time.

Moreover, the Zheng family is now engaged in fierce internal and external strife. Before his death, Mr. Zheng instructed that the body be transported back to Gangcheng secretly without causing any commotion. If the official body was transported back, it would definitely cause a stir.

It would be most appropriate to let the two brothers Damao take the corpse back quietly. Helplessly, the leader had to agree, but he made some requirements.

"Don't go to the United States to cause trouble. This is a sensitive period and it could easily cause international conflict!"

"Absolutely not!"

Damao assured that he was not interested in causing trouble and only wanted to make money.

In this way, they successfully obtained three US passports, and even if FBA came to check, they could not find any problems with the passports.

But Damao still did not change his itinerary and decided to go back to the mountain village first and then go to the port city.

"I calculated for Mr. Zheng that the 18th of next month is a good time for burial. If he is buried today, the Zheng family will prosper for another hundred years. Mr. Zheng will definitely agree."

Damao said it with great confidence.

The leader was tired and asked for instructions from his superiors. Only after receiving a positive response did he agree.

The organization originally wanted to send a few people to escort them, but Da Mao refused, and his reason was very sufficient, "Those people combined are not as smart as me, and not as strong as my brother. What use are they?"

Although it made sense, it was still a bit discouraging. The leader felt even more tired and asked them to take Mr. Zheng away quickly.

Mr. Zheng was in his sixties. His body was in good condition, dressed in a suit and looking very elegant, but his face was pale and looked eerie.

Ermao fed Mr. Zheng a medicine, which was the secret medicine of the Li family, which could keep the corpse from decaying for half a year.

The organization wanted them to take a plane, but Damao refused because he felt that planes were unsafe and he wanted to take them as little as possible because his life was very precious.

To be on the safe side, Damao bought four sleeper tickets. He, Ermao, Yan Ruyu, and Mr. Zheng all made up a total of four people.

After saying goodbye to their parents, they boarded the train. To avoid scaring others, Ermao considerately placed Mr. Zheng on the upper bunk, where he looked like he was sleeping peacefully.

It takes two days by train to get back to Hunan Province. As soon as they got on the train, Damao read quietly. Yan Ruyu first looked at the scenery outside the window for a while, but felt bored, so she took out paper and pen and started solving problems.

She solves the world's difficult problems, and if she solves one of them, she can shock the whole world.

Ermao was very bored and wanted to chat with his brother, but Damao gave him the cold shoulder, so he had to go play with Yan Ruyu.

"You only scored 60 points in math last semester. Don't tell anyone that you're my friend. It's too embarrassing!"

Yan Ruyu's emotions are more stable than adults and she speaks slowly, but Ermao is a little afraid of her.

Because he had seen with his own eyes how terrible this girl was when she was angry. A boy in the class offended Yan Ruyu, and she was very angry. Then she carefully calculated the boy's daily movement patterns and dug traps on the boy's way to and from school.

It was Ermao who dug the pits. He dug six in total, and buried dog shit in the pits. At that time, he thought that the male classmate would only fall into one pit at most.

But in fact, the male student didn't avoid any of the traps and was covered in dog shit.

The next day at school, Yan Ruyu walked up to a male classmate and asked casually, "Is it fun to fall into a pit? Is dog shit delicious?"

The male classmate collapsed immediately. From then on, he would stay away from Yan Ruyu and never dared to provoke her again.

Ermao found it incredible and asked Yan Ruyu afterwards why the male classmates couldn't avoid every trap?

"From the universe to the cells, their life movements are all governed by laws. As long as you are good at mathematics, you can calculate these laws and then control them!"

When Yan Ruyu said these words, the light on her face was brighter than the sun in the sky. It was also after that incident that this girl became the second person Ermao admired.

The first one is of course his brother.

Yan Ruyu took out a math test from her bag and asked Ermao to finish it, and also demanded: "Don't talk until you finish it!"

Then he started solving the questions by himself. Although Ermao didn't like doing the test, he didn't dare to resist. He was afraid that Yan Ruyu would bully him, so he had to do the questions obediently.

Da Mao glanced at them and curled his lips. It turned out that it was right to keep Yan Ruyu ten years ago. Now that someone was taking care of his stupid brother, he felt much more relaxed over the years.

A few hours later, they arrived at Hangzhou Station in Zhejiang Province. Many passengers got on the train. There were about ten men in Damao's carriage. On the surface, they looked like ordinary passengers, but their eyes were very fierce and they didn't seem like good people.

After getting on the train, this group of people dispersed to other carriages. Two of the men with crew cuts went to Damao's room. The tall one was on the upper bunk, and the short one was on the middle bunk, just below Mr. Zheng.

They glanced at Damao and the others but didn't take them seriously. They were just three children and a sick-looking old man. They all looked quite rich and must have brought a lot of money with them when they went out. They would rob the old man and the children first.

This group of people got on the train for the purpose of robbing. In the 1980s, there were too many unemployed young people, which led to poor social security. Robberies on trains often occurred, and some even resulted in deaths.

They had robbed sleeper cars a few times before and had good gains. This time they set their sights on trains leaving Shanghai. Shanghai people are rich, and those who take sleeper cars are even more wealthy. After they finish this round of robbery, they can rest for at least half a year.

Damao glanced at the two robbers, their faces looked ferocious and they had killed people. They were two desperate criminals and they had something to do today.

"Hey, give us the lower bunk!"

The tall guy didn't want to sleep on the upper bunk because it was inconvenient to climb up and down, so he asked Da Mao, who was on the lower bunk, to give up his bed.

"You can ask my grandfather, as long as he agrees." Damao pointed at Mr. Zheng on the upper bunk.

The tall man was quite satisfied with his attitude, so he didn't get violent. Instead, he stood beside the bed and shouted to Mr. Zheng, "Old man, I want to sleep in the lower bunk of your grandson. Hurry up and make a sound!"

Mr. Zheng did not respond and continued to rest peacefully with his eyes closed.

The tall man asked three times but got no response. He got furious and grabbed Mr. Zheng by the tie, yelling, "You old fool, you dare to play dead? I'm going to kill you!"

Mr. Zheng still didn't react, not even blinking.

The tall man finally realized something was wrong. At this time, he was face to face with Mr. Zheng and could clearly see that the old man's face was blue and his skin was cold to the touch, not like that of a living person.

He reached out his trembling hands to Mr. Zheng's nose, and sure enough, there was no breathing. The old man was really dead.

"Grandpa...you died so tragically!"

Ermao screamed heart-wrenchingly and grabbed the tall guy, asking him to compensate his grandfather. He was very strong, and the tall guy was as obedient as a little white rabbit in his hands and couldn't move.

"Your grandfather is already dead, don't try to blackmail me!"

The tall guy was very angry. He was always the one who blackmailed others, but today he was blackmailed by a few kids. It was so unlucky.

"You're talking nonsense! If my grandfather was dead, how did he get on the train? You clearly strangled him to death. Is there anyone kind enough to call the police for us? They killed my grandfather!"

Ermao was crying loudly. Many passengers gathered around him. When they saw Mr. Zheng's pale face, they immediately believed it and were very angry. Some kind-hearted people even went to call the train police.

The short guy sneaked away and ran to call the boss and his accomplices. These three kids and the old man were quite evil and had to be dealt with by the boss.

As for the train police, they are not afraid of them at all. There are fewer train police on the train than there are of them!

Not long after, a dozen men with ferocious looks came over. Damao took a look and thought, wow, each of them had killed someone, and more than one. As expected, these people were on the wanted list.