Chapter 23: Rescuing Old Lu

Lu Qiaoshan sat in the car, his heart in chaos.

"Two little brothers, the Jinhai Station is heavily guarded, outsiders can't get in."

"Even if you take action, you won't have a way to live yourselves."

He squeezed out a smile, trying to persuade them earnestly.

"Don't worry, we didn't think about leaving alive."

The killer in the back row sneered.

Death squad!

Lu Qiaoshan didn't say more, closed his eyes, and bitterly sought a countermeasure.

Entering the station requires checking documents; this is an iron-clad discipline.

Without documents, even if Commander Chen Zhangjie came, he would have to report to the Station Master's office by phone and get confirmation from Wu Jingzhong himself before being allowed in.

The guards on duty were all carefully selected.

They had long since engraved the appearance of everyone, from cleaners in the station to those buying vegetables for the canteen, into their brains.

Even if outsiders manufactured fake documents, it was absolutely impossible to fish in troubled waters.

As the number two in the station.

He could force a reason, perhaps he could get in.

But wouldn't that be stupid?

He didn't know if Hong Zhiyou would die, but Wu Jingzhong would definitely shoot him first tomorrow.

The car stopped in the alley behind the Jinhai Station.

Click!

Both killers loaded their guns.

"Director Lu, let's go." One of them aimed his gun at him.

"I know you aren't afraid of death, but please have some brains."

"You're carrying guns, are the people in the guard division stupid?"

"Please, this is a Military Statistics station, not a vegetable market."

Lu Qiaoshan roared in annoyance.

Both were stunned.

"Then what to do?" The driver turned and asked.

"Don't care about these, Second Young Master said, there must be blood tonight; if we don't see Hong Zhiyou, we'll shoot this four-eyed guy first!" The pockmarked killer's gun barrel poked heavily into Lu Qiaoshan's temple.

"Two, calm down."

"This... how about this, I'll call him out, then you take action, okay?" Lu Qiaoshan swallowed his saliva and thought of a plan in an emergency.

"Are you sure he'll come out?"

"Try, try."

"Don't play tricks on me, there's no way you're slipping away."

"You call him."

Lu Qiaoshan secretly called out in misery.

He had intended to enter the station to hide from the disaster, and then think of a way to transfer away from Jinhai, or apply to go somewhere else to avoid the limelight.

He didn't expect these two goods to be quite cunning, actually seeing through his thoughts.

"Hurry up!"

Pockmark pushed him out of the car and used the gun to press him to a nearby telephone booth.

Hoo!

Lu Qiaoshan took a deep breath; after a brief calm.

His eyes suddenly had color.

After quickly dialing the number, under the killer's tiger-like gaze.

Lu Qiaoshan smiled gently:

"Hello, Secretary Hong?"

"Did the sandalwood calendar I asked you to order at Wanbaozhai arrive?"

"Oh, it arrived."

"Look at the version, it's not the Gregorian calendar, right? I want the lunar version, the one with Ma Gongtang's annotations on auspicious and inauspicious days, don't get it wrong."

"No problem, right? I parked the car in the back on Tang Quan Road, please send it over now."

"Just happen to invite you to soak in the hot spring."

"Don't worry, it won't cost much, why be polite."

"However, you can't call anyone else, I still have something to talk to you about."

"Walking? That's fine, I'll wait a couple more minutes."

"Just like that, must arrive."

"Bang!"

Lu Qiaoshan hung up the phone.

Pockmark pricked up his ears, vaguely feeling something was wrong, but couldn't say what.

"Big brother, is it okay?" The driver asked.

"What are you afraid of? If he dares to sell us out, we'll shoot him first."

"We two have rotten lives, exchanging for a director, not a loss!" Pockmark sneered.

Lu Qiaoshan's shirt was soaked in cold sweat.

He knew his life had entered a countdown.

The phone was indeed answered by Hong Zhiyou, and he had conveyed the information as much as he could.

Right now, he could only leave it to fate.

Betting that Hong Zhiyou was a smart person, would think of a way to dodge this disaster and save him.

Of course, this possibility was almost zero.

If it were himself who heard the subtext, he would absolutely not come out, but obediently hide in the station.

After all, Hong Zhiyou had always been at odds with him, there was no reason to come save him.

Even if Hong Zhiyou was benevolent, it would mostly be bringing people to reinforce.

The overwhelming formation would definitely alarm the killers, and he would still be hard-pressed to escape death.

Sigh!

Fundamentally unsolvable.

Die if I must die.

Killed in the line of duty, not implicating wife and children, at least I can get a pension.

If Hong Zhiyou wants to be grateful for this favor, he can continue to take care of Guifang's red wine business in the future.

This was the best plan the human essence Lu Qiaoshan could think of.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes in despair, quietly waiting for death to arrive.

Hong Zhiyou hung up the phone, his brows twisted, immediately realizing something was wrong.

Auspicious and inauspicious.

Fortune telling.

He glanced at the calendar on the table.

The day is broken, great ominous.

Director Lu suddenly made a brainless phone call at this time.

It was to remind him, there is danger!

The Zhang family sent people.

Hong Zhiyou quickly pulled out his service pistol and checked the magazine.

Subsequently, he tapped his brow:

"No, Lu Qiaoshan is a human essence, every word in a life-and-death matter is information."

"Tang Quan Road!"

"Must arrive, a couple of money..."

This is hinting that there should only be two killers, ambushing on Tang Quan Road.

Very reasonable.

Outsiders can't enter the Jinhai Station.

The killers can only take action outside.

Must arrive!

Hong Zhiyou chewed on these three words repeatedly.

Since Lu Qiaoshan reported the news, there was no reason for him to go to his death.

He deliberately said these secret words.

There is only one possibility, he has killers beside him.

Under threat, he could only express it this way.

Must arrive is... Old Lu is in danger, let him go save him.

And can't call anyone.

"Can't drag, if the time is slightly longer, the killers will suspect."

"Old Lu said walking, this is the thinking set he laid for the killers."

"It takes at most six or seven minutes to walk from here to Tang Quan Road; that is to say, as long as I am fast enough, I have the advantage of a time difference."

Hong Zhiyou muttered, changing into a long gown and black hat brim at the fastest speed.

He must save Old Lu.

It has nothing to do with eating melons.

Hong Zhiyou can grasp Lu Qiaoshan's personality and future fate.

A greedy and combative villain, naturally easy to deal with.

If such a high-ranking official dies, the superiors might send high-level elites to fill the vacancy.

An unfamiliar person, and in charge of the intelligence department.

If it were a die-hard Party and State loyalist like Li Ya, let alone whether Old Yu can lurk, I wouldn't be able to mix smoothly.

Not to mention Old Lu is a sharp sword to counter the Zhang family father and son.

It is very necessary to win him over.

No, must fish Lu Qiaoshan out.

Making up his mind, Hong Zhiyou rushed downstairs at the fastest speed.

"Secretary Hong, where are you going?"

The alert Ma Kui heard the footsteps and chased out to shout.

"Dating!"

Hong Zhiyou arrived downstairs, chose a bicycle, and pedaled away.

He didn't drive a car.

Tang Quan Road is too narrow, can't pass cars, not convenient for shooting black guns.

And the target is too big, driving is no different from delivering food to the door.

"Dating wearing this, riding a bicycle, ghosts believe it."

"This kid has a problem?"

Ma Kui keenly smelled something wrong.

He chased out of the building, took a bicycle, and followed quickly.