A brother, a cigarette

The original plan was for the five people to stay in a hotel in the county town for one night, take a long-distance bus to the nearest Fu'an City the next day, and then take a train to the capital from there.

After getting up early, Shen Roujiao and Zhou Huaiyue went downstairs to have breakfast. They saw a pig blood soup noodle shop at the nearby intersection and ran into Qin Zilin who had just walked in.

"Where are the other two?" Shen Roujiao asked as she walked into the shop and sat opposite Qin Zilin, with Zhou Huaiyue sitting next to her.

The pig blood shop is very small, with a noodle soup pot set up on the street. There are only three long and narrow dining tables inside, one on each side of the back, one in the front against the right wall, and a chopping board placed vertically against the left wall.

On the chopping board, two layers and three rows of bowls are neatly stacked, and the bowls are filled with dry rice noodles. When eating, they are boiled in the soup pot for a few minutes, and then poured with tender pig blood after being taken out of the pot, and then sprinkled with some chopped green onions and chilies. It is very satisfying and filling.

"There's a lot of shit and piss, I'll be there in a minute." Qin Zilin took out two pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick basket, handed them to them, and pointed to the plate of side dishes in front of them and said, "Try the local ones. Just a reminder, the food in Jiangxi is spicy."

Shen Roujiao picked up a small piece and put it in her mouth. It tasted sour, spicy and crispy. In fact, it was diced spicy radish.

"After dinner, you can go back to the hotel and rest." Qin Zilin stood up, took two empty bowls, poured boiled water into them, and handed them to Zhou Huaiyue one by one. "If it's spicy, drink some water. I'll take the two boys to buy tickets later."

Qin Zilin has been living with his blind brother since he was released from prison, so he is particularly attentive and caring.

While we were chatting, the pig blood rice noodle was served. We had just taken two bites when two more people walked into the shop.

Qin Zilin, who was facing the door, thought they were two people he was traveling with, so he looked up to greet them. However, he found that the two people who came in were one tall and one short, one fat and one thin: the short one was less than 1.7 meters tall and short and fat; the tall one was over 1.8 meters tall and tall and thin.

These two people look a little familiar, yet a little strange.

They looked familiar, as Qin Zilin felt he had seen them somewhere before; strangely, it was a hot August day and everyone was wearing short sleeves and vests, but these two were wearing dark coats and carrying black leather bags. The handles and four corners of the bag were worn, and the leather was turned up, revealing the white mesh on the back.

However, they were extremely careful when putting down such a torn bag.

I always feel like there's something odd.

At this time, one of them called out to the boss, "Brother! Give me two bowls, with more noodles."

Qin Zilin had a strong northeastern accent, with a long and heavy nasal sound. He had just traveled around the northeast a few years ago, and he could hear some of the flavor of Shencheng in his voice.

He turned around and said to them, "Hello, where are you from in the Northeast?"

When they were out and about, they were chatting casually, but they didn't expect that they glanced at Qin Zilin warily, but didn't say a word. The short and fat man had his hand on the black bag on the dining table.

Such an abnormal behavior set off alarm bells in Qin Zilin's heart, and he suddenly remembered the wanted warrant from two months ago.

It was not long after they returned to Yunnan from Hebei that Qin Zilin lost a piece of his arm due to a gunshot wound, and the missing piece had just scabbed over. He told people around him that he was accidentally injured when setting off firecrackers in Northeast China during the New Year.

One day, during lunch time in the cafeteria of the pharmaceutical factory, the hourly bulletin on TV played the wanted information of the "Two Kings" three times in a row, including the physical characteristics of the two, the process of committing the crime, the amount of the reward, etc.

This was the first wanted warrant issued in New China. Anyone who provided the criminal's hiding place would receive a reward of 1,000 yuan; anyone who could assist the police in arresting the criminal would receive a reward of 2,000 yuan.

At that time, fellow workers joked that it was a rare opportunity to make a fortune and anyone who could come across it would be extremely lucky.

Now, this luck really fell upon Qin Zilin, but he didn't want it at all, because the other party had guns, and definitely more than one, and there were innocent people around him.

Qin Zilin had seen the tragic scene after a gunfight in Hebei. The criminals were arrogant and brutal, with no scruples. The dying young man with blood spitting out of his mouth was still vivid in his mind.

He couldn't act rashly.

"Eat quickly, then go back to the hotel to pack your luggage and find a car to take you there soon." He picked up a piece of rice noodles with chopsticks and said while chewing.

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Shen Roujiao's eyes were filled with big question marks, and she stared at Qin Zilin with wide eyes in confusion. Didn't you just say you were going to buy a ticket? When did you change to finding a car? How could you change it so suddenly? "You..."

"It's spicy, drink some water." Zhou Huaiyue pushed the bowl in front of him to Shen Roujiao's hand, glanced at the two people in the back row, and fixed his eyes on Qin Zilin's chopsticks as he lowered his head to pick up blood clots while eating.

At this moment, he was holding the chopsticks with two fingers raised, saying, "The blood cubes are delicious, so tender that you can only suck them."

two?

From Qin Zilin's inexplicable words, to the inexplicable two fingers, to the question interrupted by Zhou Huaiyue, Shen Roujiao alertly realized something, but she didn't know what it was. She had only heard of the wanted order of the Second King, but had never seen it.

She picked up the rice noodles, blew on them, and asked tentatively, "What time did you make the appointment with the chef? Why is it so urgent?"

"Nine o'clock. We have to leave early to catch the train." Qin Zilin raised his head and glanced sideways at the back while answering Shen Roujiao.

A small glance was quickly caught by Zhou Huaiyue and Shen Roujiao on the opposite side.

"The fans are coming."

At the moment when the shop owner passed by with two bowls of pig blood noodles, Qin Zilin dipped his raised fingers into the side dish and quickly wrote the word "王" on the table with red chili oil.

"Two", "King", "Two Kings."

Two Kings!!!!

If the store owner's back had not been blocking the two murderers, the fear in Shen Roujiao's eyes would have been revealed.

To make sure that Shen Roujiao and Zhou Huaiyue both saw it clearly, Qin Zilin's wrist did not leave the table and erased the word.

Shen Roujiao's brain crashed due to fear. The shop owner passed by this table and asked, "Is there enough flour? You can add more."

"Boss, I'd like some more." Qin Zilin replied with a smile, his head tilted upward, his remaining eyes fixed on the two people eating noodles in the back row.

"Eat quickly and go back to pack your luggage." Zhou Huaiyue pointed his chin at Shen Roujiao beside him and urged her.

Zhou Huaiyue planned to take Shen Roujiao out first and let her go to call the police safely, while Qin Zilin added fans to stay and watch over her.

Tacit understanding means understanding in seconds.

Shen Rou hummed tenderly, holding the edge of the bowl and lowering her head to her mouth, picking up the food with chopsticks. She had never wolfed down food so fast in her life that she no longer cared whether it was spicy or not. After a few chopsticks, she gulped down a few gulps of boiled water and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, "Let's go."

"Okay." Qin Zilin looked at Shen Roujiao deeply and watched Zhou Huaiyue and her leave. He had no time to think about anything and his heart was beating wildly.

There is strength in numbers. Now Qin Zilin is the only one left and he is afraid.

The only thing to be thankful for was that Zhou Huaiyue and Shen Roujiao who left did not attract the attention of those two men.

After walking more than ten meters away, Zhou Huaiyue made sure that the two people who were eating noodles had not caught up with him. Then he grabbed Shen Roujiao's hand and said with a worried look: "Run to the hotel, go to the front desk and call the police, don't come over. Remember, don't come over."

"Huai Yue, come back to the hotel with me. They have guns and I'm scared." Shen Roujiao clenched his hand tightly, and tears immediately flowed down.

He chased her away again, stopped her again, and asked her to call the police again.

"Zi Lin is still inside, I can't escape. Be obedient and run!" Zhou Huaiyue pushed Shen Roujiao cruelly.

"Okay!" Even though her knees were weak, Shen Roujiao nodded heavily, bit her lip, turned around and ran towards the hotel.

Zhou Huaiyue stared at her back and smiled, then leaned over to tie his shoelaces, then stood up, clapped his hands, turned around and walked back, but he did not go in. He stood at the side of the noodle shop and secretly exchanged glances with Qin Zilin inside.

Qin Zilin's heart suddenly tightened. He understood the meaning of Zhou Huaiyue's return, but he was even more afraid. The other party had a gun, a real gun loaded with bullets. What if, what if the gun was blind, what would Shen Roujiao do?

Lingxi takes good care of his younger brother, Qin Ziqiao. He has no regrets as he has no parents. But Zhou Huaiyue is different. He has everything, including a lover who loves him so much. He cannot afford to make any mistakes.

Qin Zilin's chaotic thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a bench moving in the back row. Just as he was about to stand up, he saw Zhou Huaiyue standing at the door and walking in with a cigarette. "Would you like to have one? I dare to smoke secretly when she's not around."

Qin Zilin raised his hand to take it, and heard Zhou Huaiyue ask the two people behind him, "Brother, do you want it?"

With cigarettes in hand, the world is mine. With a cigarette and a call from a brother, anyone who comes can chat with me.

The tall guy really said, "Okay, have one."

Zhou Huaiyue was not vague. He took out two cigarettes from the cigarette box and did not go closer. Instead, he stood at the door and threw them directly to the tall man. He had to keep people calm and not alarm the enemy. The most important thing was to appear relaxed and natural. He had to buy more time to call the police for Shen Roujiao and wait for the police to come.

"Fire." Qin Zilin held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Zhou Huaiyue.

He took out a box of matches from his trouser pocket, marked one and passed it to Qin Zilin, then sat down. After blowing out the match, Zhou Huaiyue said to the tall man, "Here's a light." He threw the whole box of matches over without even looking at it, puffing smoke and talking to Qin Zilin, "How long will it take for the car to drive over there?"

"About five hours. It's not a long journey."

As the two were talking, a few more people came in for breakfast. Zhou Huaiyue and Qin Zilin had no choice but to stand up. As expected, the two people in the back row also stood up with cigarettes in their mouths and followed behind them carrying black leather bags.

Walking out of the shop, Zhou Huaiyue and Qin Zilin stood at the door of the shop smoking, and with the corner of their eyes they watched Er Wang, two meters away, push the bicycle parked on the roadside off the curb.

"Let's go!" Zhou Huaiyue held a cigarette in one hand and put the other hand in his trouser pocket, and raised his chin towards the second king.

The tall man took two deep puffs, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, put it out with his foot, straddled the seat with his long legs, and simply replied with one word, "Hmm."

But the moment she stepped on the pedal, her hand reached into her black leather bag.

Qin Zilin, who was paying close attention to the two kings' every move, nervously shouted, "Be careful." and pushed Zhou Huaiyue next to him with both hands.

Almost at the same time, Zhou Huaiyue pulled out his clenched hands from his trouser pockets and threw a handful of dirt at the second king.

With two "bang" sounds, bullets passed through the dust and shot towards Qin Zilin and Zhou Huaiyue.

Before everyone could recover from the shock, the two Wangs turned the car around and fled in the opposite direction. When Zhou Huaiyue, who had fallen to the ground, saw blood flowing from Qin Zilin's shoulder, a police car rushed past them.

......

Shen Roujiao didn't expect the police car to arrive so quickly. The police car without sirens rushed across the intersection and was spotted by a tall man on a bicycle. He immediately realized that it was the two people in front of him who called the police.

The tall man gritted his teeth, pulled out his gun without hesitation, and pulled the trigger at them.