Chapter 249: Clean and Hygienic

"Which cadre has their background written on their forehead? Your personality is good, but you must be wary of others."

Qian Shutong knew that his own life and his eldest apprentice's life hung on this youngest apprentice, so his daily education was very strict.

"Then are we still going? If he's a fierce bandit, will he...?"

Qian Shutong raised his eyelids, "When did I say he was a fierce bandit? He's offering us food, so why shouldn't we go? It's a big factory; aren't you going to eat anymore?"

"This..." Yang Shuqian was also confused.

"Then is he a good person or a bad person?"

Qian Shutong looked at this silly apprentice, "We cooks just keep to our duty: don't listen, don't ask, don't look, don't speak. Whether he's a good person or a bad person has nothing to do with us. He rewards us with food, so we listen to him."

"But you must have a bottom line as a person. Even if we encounter another matter like your senior brother's, I'd rather break both legs than leave. Do you understand?"

"Understood, Master."

Li Xuewu didn't know that the three masters and apprentices were discussing him, and even if he did, it wouldn't matter, because Xu Ning was also talking about these three.

"Li Kezhang, Yang Shuqian is fine, but why recruit Qian Shutong and Wei Wei, who has a crippled leg?"

Li Xuewu leaned back and said, "This trade isn't about the young being in charge, but the older, the more valuable. Qian Shutong's age is the golden age in this trade. If you invite him back, you'll have a signboard."

"What about Wei Wei? He's a cripple."

Li Xuewu said with a smile, "He's a cripple, but his hands aren't crippled, are they?"

"Besides, his heart isn't crippled. You've seen Yang Shuqian—he's a simple and honest man. Are you counting on him to manage this kitchen? Or are you counting on Li Kezhang Liu?"

"Understood, Li Kezhang. You're killing three birds with one stone—winning people, winning hearts, and winning power."

"Hehehe, it's not as complicated as you think. It's just looking at them and feeling pity."

Li Xuewu waved his hand dismissively, refusing to admit he had many schemes.

Xu Ning also had an annoyed look, "Hey, this kindness of yours is something I'll never learn."

Li Xuewu looked at Xu Ning sideways, not knowing if he was genuinely flattering him or intentionally mocking him.

"Li Kezhang, if these three masters really do it with such precision as they say, I'm afraid the quantity won't be enough."

Li Xuewu also knew that the three of them had traditional skills, aiming for the private kitchen style of later years, but there were always more solutions than difficulties.

"I don't know if you understand Western cold meal service."

Xu Ning didn't expect the section chief to say this, and nodded, "A few years ago, when the British came to guide our machine installation, the factory organized a welcome party, and that's what was prepared."

"But..."

Xu Ning paused and said, "It's not suitable for our workers. Even if the people staying at the guesthouse are cadres, it's still not suitable."

Li Xuewu shook his head, "I didn't tell you to make cold meals. How could we get used to eating that? I'm talking about the method."

"Li Kezhang, you know my brain. If you let me investigate someone or catch someone, it's no problem, but if..."

"Hehe, it's very simple. Just change the cold meal to a hot meal."

"That won't work, Li Kezhang. Our Chinese food won't taste good once it gets cold," Xu Ning shook his head and denied.

Li Xuewu glanced at Xu Ning and said, "I didn't tell you to make it cold. Just have the workshop weld a bar counter, hollow it out for insulation, then build a frame on top, and weld some iron trays. Once the dishes are cooked, put them in the trays, and add boiling water underneath. This way, the dishes can stay hot for over an hour."

"Li Kezhang, this... can this work?"

Li Xuewu nodded, "The West does it this way, but this is only suitable for the guesthouse cafeteria, facing general guests. If it's for those who book private rooms or order to their rooms, then it still needs to be plated."

"But plating is simple, right? Just scoop some from the iron tray and plate it. Unless it's a high-level banquet that needs to be cooked plate by plate, the others can be done this way. No problem. Put an iron lid on top, clean and hygienic."

"Li Kezhang, you're really amazing. This method is good."

"That's why I said to have a few more kitchen helpers. You must agree with Liu Lan that hygiene must meet the standards. Your guesthouse's standards must be high to achieve results."

"Understood, Li Kezhang. You're still the one with rich experience and knowledge."

Under Xu Ning's flattery all the way, Li Xuewu returned to the steel mill, busied himself in his office for a while, and then went to Dong Wenxue's office to report his work.

In Dong Wenxue's office, he heard news he had long expected.

"Fu Haibo is here."

"Oh? Teacher, how do you know?"

Seeing Dong Wenxue say this sentence lightly, Li Xuewu was a bit curious about how Dong Wenxue knew Fu Haibo had come.

"He went to Fu Bin's office first, then came to sit with me for a while, then went to Vice Factory Li Suo's office, and finally went to Factory Director Yang's office."

"Ho, he's preparing to clear the level today. Not bad."

Dong Wenxue looked at his student and said with a smile, "He's hosting a meal at the small cafeteria tonight, saying it's been a long time and he wants to gather properly since he's on leave."

Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow. Although Fu Haibo was a deputy section chief, the Security Section over there was a deputy section-level unit, lower than this side. Fu Haibo was just a section-level cadre; how could he invite so many cadres?

"Did Deputy Li Kezhang Fu come out to invite?"

Dong Wenxue looked at his student rolling his eyes and knew he was considering this matter.

Seeing Li Xuewu ask, he said, "No, I told you, his popularity is very good, in a different direction from Deputy Li Kezhang Fu."

Li Xuewu curled his lips, "It seems he really is a tough nut to crack. I'm not afraid of head-on collisions, but I hate this kind of cotton-wrapped needle."

"But this is reality; this is the political ecology. Do you think his deputy section chief position was raised by Fu Bin? Even if there's a relationship, he must have the ability himself."

"I know. Now he's in the dark and I'm in the light. This matter is really not easy to handle, but it doesn't matter. To forge iron, one must be strong oneself."

"Hey, that's right," Dong Wenxue agreed.

"He has this advantage, but you have it too. Working at the main factory gives you an advantage over him, so you still have to be strong yourself to take over this plate."

Li Xuewu nodded, "It seems our Deputy Li Kezhang Fu really needs to be polished for a while before leaving. Fine, then I'll beat the drums and send him off."

Dong Wenxue lowered his head to process documents, not looking at Li Xuewu, who had stood up.

"Since you want to send him off, send him all the way to the west."

Li Xuewu nodded without speaking and turned to walk out of the room.

He didn't pay attention during the day, but he was in trouble when getting off work in the evening. He came by car in the morning, so he had to walk back in the evening.

Good heavens, the road was full of acquaintances: First Master, Second Master, Liu Guangtian, Qin Huairu, Seeing Sha Zhu.

Li Xuewu couldn't just run fast to shake them off, as that would look too bad, so he could only stroll back with Seeing Sha Zhu.

Entering Dongzhimen, he saw groups of boys riding bikes, running around and making trouble along the street.

Actually, the security environment at this time wasn't bad; what was bad were these idle people and the pests attached to them.

"When did so many boys start appearing on the street?"

Seeing Sha Zhu tilted his head and asked Li Xuewu the same thing he wanted to know.

"Why don't you pull one down and ask?"

"Hahahaha." Seeing Li Xuewu's interesting remark, Seeing Sha Zhu grinned and laughed for a while, then looked at the big girl sitting on the back seat of the bike, "Hey, she's quite pretty."

Perhaps seeing Seeing Sha Zhu staring at her, the big girl glared at Seeing Sha Zhu and said something to the young man riding the bike.

Seeing Sha Zhu was still looking for young people on the road when Li Xuewu saw the seven bikes in front stop.

They turned around.

They rode over.

Seeing Sha Zhu was carrying a lunch box and turning his head to talk to First Master about cleaning the gatehouse, so he didn't see the car coming in front.

By the time Seeing Sha Zhu noticed, it was already too late.

"Hey, how are you riding!"

Watching the bike carrying the big girl crash into Seeing Sha Zhu, Li Xuewu pulled Seeing Sha Zhu, and that bike also braked and stopped.

Seeing Sha Zhu was pulled by Li Xuewu and stumbled. He didn't know what was going on, but when he turned his head, he saw that they had been surrounded by bikes.

Looking at the young man who was holding the handlebars with one foot on the pedal and one foot on the ground, Seeing Sha Zhu finally understood what was going on and asked the question just now.

"Riding properly, why are you blocking the way?"

"Looking for a beating, huh!" Seeing Sha Zhu went up to slap the kid, but was pulled back by Li Xuewu.

"Hey, still a tough guy, huh? From the steel mill, right? Come, come, come, slap here."

As he spoke, this group of people had already gotten off their bikes. Except for the young man who spoke and the girl he was carrying, everyone else had taken out their weapons.

They were quite well-equipped: bike chains, pipe forks, scrapers, iron rods, each knocking on the handlebars, "dang, dang," making the eyelids of the people in the courtyard jump.

Fortunately, Li Xuewu was there; otherwise, these people would have been scared away.

Seeing Sha Zhu was also dumbfounded. Damn, they didn't play by the rules. Fighting didn't involve cold weapons before.

Another thing was that you couldn't hit the face, and if you were knocked down, you lost. Now they were trying to "knock down" for real—the kind where you couldn't get up again.

"Who are you guys mixed with? Do you know who I am?"

Seeing Sha Zhu still wanted to say something, to ask about the code, but he didn't know that the people opposite were all raw, reckless types.

"Who cares who we're mixed with? You weren't going to slap me? Come, come, come, if you don't slap today, you're my grandson."

The young man in front wasn't very tall, had a round face, wore a tower hat, a blue cotton-padded jacket, and hand warmers hanging around his neck.

"Hey, grandson, looking for trouble on purpose, huh? I'll really slap you..."

Before Seeing Sha Zhu could finish his words, Li Xuewu pulled Seeing Sha Zhu back. Damn, they had already brought out weapons; if you went up with two lunch boxes, you'd be sliced into pieces.

Actually, Seeing Sha Zhu was also pushed to this point. If he had come back alone today, he would have apologized—a hero doesn't suffer immediate losses.

But everyone in the courtyard was here today, so he couldn't lose face.

Although First Master was First Master and Second Master was Second Master, they didn't dare to act like masters now, because they had seen people stabbed by pipe forks.

Liu Guangtian was also standing beside his father, not daring to come forward.

Fortunately, Qin Huairu had the courage given by Li Xuewu and pulled Seeing Sha Zhu back with Li Xuewu.

The round-faced kid looked at Li Xuewu, who was going to stand up for them, scanned Li Xuewu from top to bottom, and said, "Were you a soldier? Want to be a hero? Want to do good deeds?"

Li Xuewu said with a smile, "It's no big deal. He just said you guys were riding bikes very impressively, nothing else."

"Oh? Is that so?" The round-faced kid looked at Li Xuewu, then at Seeing Sha Zhu, and asked with a slightly softened attitude.

Seeing Sha Zhu was pulled by Qin Huairu and didn't act tough anymore, nor did he look over, which was considered an admission.

"Hehe, meeting is fate. Want a cigarette?" Li Xuewu took out his cigarettes and gestured at the round-faced kid.

The round-faced kid looked at his brothers around him, laughed twice, took the whole pack from Li Xuewu's hand, took out one, and threw the rest to the nearest person.

He lit it, and the group looked at the smiling Li Xuewu and the people behind him, laughing loudly.

Li Xuewu looked at the arrogant group, especially the round-faced kid in front, still narrowing his eyes with a smile.

"Fine, you know how to handle things," the round-faced kid said, patting Li Xuewu's face.

He patted quite hard, "slap, slap."

Seeing Li Xuewu wearing a leather jacket, different from the people behind him, he asked with disdain, "Do you know them?"

Li Xuewu nodded, not saying anything specific.

Seeing his brothers had put away their weapons, the round-faced kid straddled his bike and was about to leave, but asked one more question, "Which unit are you from?"

He was already kicking the bike stand when he asked this, and the girl had already nimbly gotten on the back seat.

Li Xuewu said with a smile, "The police station?"

"Oh?"

The cigarette in the round-faced kid's mouth paused. Although he didn't turn his head, he felt a cold wind behind him, and the hands of the others gripping the handlebars began to tense up.

"It's nothing, not a formal position, just a part-time job."

"Oh." The round-faced kid took a deep puff of his cigarette to relieve the tension he had just felt. Now, even the police station had part-time cooks, as long as it wasn't formal.

"Hahaha." The young people around looked at each other and laughed out loud at their nervous companions.

The round-faced kid took another deep puff of his cigarette. The ash on the cigarette was already very long, but it was still holding on without falling.

He leaned the bike saddle against his waist, held the handlebars, turned his head, and said to Li Xuewu with a rogue smile, "You said it so mysteriously, I damn near thought you were the director of the police station."

"Hahahaha."

"Hahahaha."

These young people were laughing until they were doubled over, laughing at their own nervousness just now, laughing at the round-faced kid's nervousness, and laughing at Li Xuewu's posturing.

Li Xuewu also followed and laughed, "Hehehehe, hehehehe, hahahahaha."

Seeing Sha Zhu, Qin Huairu, and the others looked at Li Xuewu and the people opposite laughing like idiots, but seeing Li Xuewu waving his hands behind his back, Qin Huairu pulled Seeing Sha Zhu and pushed First Master and the others to retreat.

They were still "hahaha-ing" here, especially seeing Li Xuewu also following and hahaha-ing, the group laughed even more happily.

It was an age of wanton indulgence; who didn't yearn for a life of luxury? The more they were suppressed by the shackles of this era, the more thoroughly the young people went crazy.

"Hahaha, director~ hahahaha."

"Hahahahaha."

Li Xuewu laughed while unzipping his leather jacket and said, "I damn near couldn't be the director!"

"Hahahaha, exactly! Hahaha."

Watching the round-faced kid laughing so hard he could barely hold the girl on the back seat, Li Xuewu laughed and said, "I damn near am the deputy director! Hahaha."

"You're damn funny, hahaha, still deputy director, ah hahahahaha, part-time, hahaha, my dad never told me there was a part-time job for this thing, hahahaha."

"Hahahaha."

These people seemed to have heard a big joke, and they couldn't even hold their bikes, squatting by the bikes and laughing.

"Hahaha, I damn near don't know how I ended up with a part-time deputy director job, and damn near got equipped with this thing."

Li Xuewu laughed while pulling out the M1911 from his chest, "click," loaded it, and pointed it directly at the round-faced kid.

The round-faced kid's mouth, which had been unable to close from laughing, now really couldn't close. The girl on the back seat, who had been "giggling," was like someone who had been cast with a immobilization spell, holding the seat and looking at the gun in Li Xuewu's hand in disbelief.

"Hahaha.. haha.. ha.. hmm?"

The others couldn't hear the round-faced kid's laughter, nor could they hear the girl's giggles. Only then did they remember what Li Xuewu had just said.

"Damn."

Seeing Li Xuewu holding the real thing and standing several steps away from them, the area around them, which had been cleared by their crazy laughter, was now dead silent.

He didn't know when, but the people behind the scarred face had already retreated some distance, and the scarred face himself had also retreated. There was no one around him anymore.

Someone clever, seeing that things were bad, wanted to run away on their bike, but before they could even step on the pedal, a "bang" gunshot came from behind.

"If you dare to lift your left foot off the ground, I'll shoot you in the balls."

By now, Li Xuewu no longer had the idiot look of hahaha, nor the polite look of offering cigarettes, but was completely cold-faced and looking like he could eat someone.

The round-faced kid with the cigarette in his mouth first saw the long ash on his cigarette shaken off by his trembling mouth, and later, seeing Li Xuewu really dared to shoot, he couldn't even hold the cigarette butt in his mouth, and it fell to the ground.

"Are you telling the truth?"

Li Xuewu looked at the round-faced kid who was asking him, raised his eyebrows, and replied, "You really don't believe in evil, huh? Why don't you try getting on the bike and see if I can hit your balls."

The round-faced kid shook his head and asked, "I'm asking if you're really the deputy director?"

Li Xuewu smiled evilly and nodded, "Why? Does my selfless and upright face not look like a police officer serving the people?"

The round-faced kid felt terrible, wrinkled his face and said, "You're not playing with us, are you? There's no such thing as a part-time deputy director."

Li Xuewu raised the gun in his hand and said, "You're seeing it today. Everyone listen to my command. Whoever I point at, get off the bike and lie on the ground. Whoever dares to get on the bike and run, I'll have the merit of a one-shot kill. You can try to see if I dare to shoot."

As Li Xuewu spoke, he had already aimed the muzzle at the round-faced kid. The round-faced kid looked at the others, and seeing that no one dared to block Li Xuewu's muzzle, he could only let the girl on the back seat get down, then put down the bike stand, and under Li Xuewu's waving muzzle, lay on the ground.

The girl saw Li Xuewu's muzzle pointing at her, so she said with a crying face, "Police comrade, I'm a girl, and I didn't threaten you with a knife, so I don't have to, right? My mom is waiting for me to go home for dinner, so I'm leaving first."

Li Xuewu saw that this girl really didn't treat him as an outsider and was about to leave. He raised the muzzle and aimed at the back of the girl's head, "If you dare to take another step, I'll blow your little head apart."

"Wuwuwu." The girl was really scared, and not caring about the people watching from afar, she slowly lay on the ground.

Li Xuewu pointed the gun at the remaining six people, and they lay on the ground one by one.

"Brother Zhuzi, come over, Qin Jie, you come too."

He called the two over, took out handcuffs and a small cloth bag, pointed at the girl, and said, "Qin Jie, go search that girl. Search carefully. Money, tickets, weapons, metal objects, all search them out, put them in this bag, and then use this to handcuff her."

After instructing Qin Huairu, he told Seeing Sha Zhu, who was grinning, "Search them. Money, tickets, pipe forks in their sleeves, search them out, put them in the bag, and then pull off their belts and tie their hands to the bike handlebars."

"Got it, I'm good at this."

Seeing Sha Zhu received the order and rushed at the round-faced kid. The round-faced kid wanted to get up to speak, but was kicked in the shoulder by Seeing Sha Zhu, falling face-first into the dirt.

"Did I let you speak? Don't move, or I'll hit you again."

Seeing Sha Zhu, who had practiced martial arts, was very agile. He searched one and pulled one up, tying their hands to the handlebars with their belts one by one.

At this time, cotton pants weren't like later years with elastic; they were all cotton-padded, and to pass them down to younger siblings, the waist of the cotton pants was made very loose.

So there was an old saying that a person's mouth not being tight was like the waist of cotton pants.

Being stripped of their belts, the outer pants and the cotton pants inside lost their restraint. Now it was an era where everyone was slim, and walking two steps could make the cotton pants fall off completely.

So this group of boys was holding their pants with their left hand and standing with their right hand tied to the handlebars with their belts.

After finishing, Li Xuewu told the girl to walk in front, followed by a line of young men holding their pants and pushing their bikes.

"Hahaha."

Seeing Sha Zhu was extremely happy at this moment. Li Xuewu was really vicious... smart, he could even think of this trick.

Li Xuewu glared at Seeing Sha Zhu and said to First Master and the others, "You guys go back first. I'll send these few to the station."

"Hey, you go ahead." First Master pulled Seeing Sha Zhu, who still wanted to watch the fun, and walked toward Nanluoguxiang.

Li Xuewu carried the handgun and escorted these ostrich-like people toward the station.

Before they even entered the street, two bikes chased after them from behind, shouting "Comrade, please stay" from far away.

Damn it, this "please stay" didn't sound very good. Damn, in "Investiture of the Gods," this sentence was a death warrant.

"Everyone, stand still!"

Li Xuewu shouted the command, and everyone from the girl at the front to the round-faced kid in front of Li Xuewu stood still and didn't dare to move.

"Squat down!"

The girl at the front started to squat, but the boys here all had their hands tied, so they could only squat with one arm hanging.

Seeing this group squat down, Li Xuewu pointed with his gun and turned to look at the two police officers who had chased after them.

"Comrade."

These two police officers rode to Li Xuewu's side before getting off their bikes, held their bikes, saluted Li Xuewu, and greeted him.

"Comrade, you are..." The leader was an old police officer in his forties, followed by one about the same age as Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu held the gun in his hand, so he just nodded without returning the salute, moved his body back to keep the girl at the front in his field of vision.

"I'm from the Jiaodaokou Police Station." As he spoke, Li Xuewu switched hands to hold the gun, took out his ID from his chest with his right hand, opened it, and showed it to the older one.

"Oh! Hello, Station Chief Li. I often go to Jiaodaokou, but I don't see you often?"

Seeing the old police officer's vigilance was quite high, Li Xuewu showed his security cadre ID again, "Part-time. I'm the Security Li Kezhang of the steel mill."

"Oh, oh, oh, I see. What's this? Was that shot yours?"

Li Xuewu smiled and put away his ID, "A few little kids, learning to rob on the road, playing the rogue and domineering set. They ran into my hands. I fired a warning shot just now, and I was thinking of escorting them back to the station."

"Hey! If you dare to tilt your head another degree, you won't even need to go to the police station; you'll go straight to the morgue." Seeing the round-faced kid turn his head to look over here, Li Xuewu shouted.

The old police officer looked at the round-faced kid, frowned, and wanted to say something, but didn't say it. Instead, the young one behind him spoke.

"Station Chief Li, don't bother. Just hand these people over to us; I'll handle them."

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and smiled. Of course, he saw that the old one and the round-faced kid had some kind of relationship, but if he just handed them over like this, he would be too worthless.

"What's the trouble? It's almost at our street block anyway. I have time today to chat with these few, so I won't bother you. It's quite far, you guys go back."

Hearing Li Xuewu's refusal, the old police officer smiled awkwardly, and his hand holding the bike turned pale.

The young one bullied Li Xuewu for being young, thinking he was just a raw kid like him, and didn't think much of this part-time station chief.

"Hey, this is in our jurisdiction, so it's only right for us to handle it. What trouble or no trouble? Come, I'll escort them back."

As he spoke, the young police officer went toward the round-faced kid, wanting to reach out and untie the round-faced kid's hand tied to the handlebars with the belt.

The round-faced kid also looked at the young man walking over with a smile and raised his eyebrows.

Seeing this guy was so arrogant, Li Xuewu got angry and fired a shot at the young man's feet.

"Bang!"

"Damn, what are you doing!"

The young police officer was startled and really jumped, his body involuntarily jumping backward.

"What are you doing? Did I let you move?"

The old police officer was also startled and hurriedly put down his bike, saying, "Station Chief Li! Please don't be excited, he didn't mean that."

"What meaning? Robbery? Who are you guys? Move back."

As he spoke, Li Xuewu shouted to the few people looking back, "Everyone, squat down properly! If anyone dares to make any small moves, I'll shoot them directly. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

While shouting, he retreated to the side, forming a triangle with the group of little rascals and the two police officers, striving to cover everyone within his shooting range.

"You two, slowly take out your weapons and throw them on the ground, hurry up."

The young one, pointed at by Li Xuewu, was also a bit scared. He didn't know what kind of background the steel mill's security section chief had, but he really dared to shoot at him.

"Don't you recognize this uniform we're wearing? I can show you my ID." The old one was about to reach into his pocket for his ID.

"I told you to slowly take out your weapons and throw them on the ground. Can't you understand what I'm saying?"

The old one saw Li Xuewu was about to get red-eyed, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand from his pocket, moved it to his holster, opened the buckle, took out his big 54, and threw it on the ground.

The young one saw his master throw his, so he threw his too.

Li Xuewu pointed his muzzle at the two and said, "Put your hands on the handlebars, push your bikes and follow the team in front. If you dare to say a word or move a hand, I'll treat you as armed bandits and shoot you directly."

After saying this to the

Because I received military training in middle school, I still understand the commands.

The few little troublemakers in front were all walking forward obediently, holding up their cotton-padded trousers and pushing their bicycles.

Now that the ostrich army had two more people in uniform, this was quite a novelty.

Seeing the procession moving forward, Li Xuewu walked to the spot where the two had just been standing, picked up two guns, and escorted the group toward the Jiaodaokou Station.

On the way, the common people watched this side as if they were watching a foreign spectacle; it was truly the first time they had seen these little troublemakers being escorted so obediently. What was most novel was that there was another person escorting the two police officers who were doing the escorting.

Li Xuewu was deliberately shaming these little troublemakers, letting them lose face on the street so they wouldn't be shameless and commit crimes in the future.

By the time they entered the alley of the police station, it was quite lively. Shen Fang had originally been preparing to get off work; just as he was pushing his bicycle out, he saw Li Xuewu escorting a line of young people walking this way.

Great, this living ancestor has found work for himself again.

"Oh my, why are you escorting two from Beixinqiao as well?"

Shen Fang put his bicycle back in the garage and led his men to the main entrance to greet them. As he walked closer, he saw that there were indeed two from Beixinqiao at the back of the line.

One was the police officer Old Song, Song Zhijie, and the other was a younger one, Xiao Mi, Mi Qingzhou.

"You should ask your Station Chief Li, heh..."

Mi Qingzhou was just about to voice the grievances of himself and the others when he was interrupted by Li Xuewu.

"Did I tell you to speak? Are you looking for a beating, is that it?"

He saw the comrades in the station greeting him while handcuffing the few little troublemakers in front and taking them inside.

The little round-faced one at the end had two bags hanging around his neck, which rattled every time he walked; this was because the money, ration coupons, weapons, and such were all in these two cloth bags.

Shen Fang ignored Old Song, who wanted to talk to him, and instead smiled at Li Xuewu: "You really know how to find the time to take revenge on me, knowing I was getting off work early today, right?"

Li Xuewu curled his lips and said: "I'd like to go home peacefully too. I was just chatting with a few colleagues on the way home when I was intercepted by these brats. Not only did they extort a box of cigarettes from me, but they also threatened me with cold weapons."

"Then what's going on with these two? You don't think these two are robbers too, do you?"

Shen Fang looked at Li Xuewu with a bitter smile, waiting for Li Xuewu to give a reasonable explanation.

Li Xuewu was quite dissatisfied. He glanced at the two and said: "Damn it, they're no different from robbers. Before anything even happened, they wanted to snatch people from my escort team."

Song Zhijie was still very good at enduring; he hadn't spoken to Li Xuewu the whole time. Mi Qingzhou, seeing Li Xuewu talking about him, retorted: "I didn't snatch anyone. That's our jurisdiction, I have the right..."

"Say one more word, damn you? Do you believe I'll slap you across the face!"

Li Xuewu grabbed his gun and was about to slap Mi Qingzhou, but was stopped by Shen Fang.

It wasn't that Shen Fang was biased, but that Xiao Mi was wearing a police uniform, and getting beaten here wouldn't look good after all.

Li Xuewu pushed Shen Fang away, pointed at Song Zhijie and Mi Qingzhou, and said: "Don't damn think I don't know you have some kind of relationship with that little round-faced one. Don't pull that crap with me. Let me tell you, the reason I didn't slap you on the street is because you're wearing this uniform."

After cursing a couple of times, Li Xuewu also felt there was too much nonsense. He pointed at the two with his finger and said to Shen Fang: "Strip them of their uniforms and detain them. Damn it, interrogate that young one; I don't believe the two of them have no connection."

Shen Fang pulled Li Xuewu and said: "Alright, alright, is it worth it? Why are you so angry? Calm down."

Li Xuewu pushed Shen Fang away and said to Old Xing, who was standing on the side: "Take action, what are you staring at? My words don't carry weight? If they don't, I'm leaving now."

As Li Xuewu spoke, he took out his credentials, threw them to Shen Fang, and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Shen Fang.

"What are you doing? They carry weight, they carry weight. You're my ancestor, alright? Your words carry weight."

Shen Fang hurriedly waved his hand at Old Xing and the others to signal them to take action. Seeing Shen Fang's instruction, Old Xing led his men to directly tackle Song Zhijie and Mi Qingzhou, stripping them of their hats and clothes immediately.

Old Song knew he had provoked the wrong person; although he had been stripped of his clothes, he didn't dare to shout.

Xiao Mi was a young man, and young people have tempers. He had been holding back his anger the whole way, and now that he had been stripped of his clothes, how could he endure this? He opened his mouth to shout.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Old Xing saw it. This was at the entrance; how could he let him shout here? He punched him in the liver, directly folding Xiao Mi up like a shrimp.

Seeing Old Xing take action, Li Xuewu stopped bickering with Shen Fang and let Shen Fang force his credentials back into his hand.

"When did you grow such a stubborn temper? You get worked up as soon as you say you will."

Li Xuewu pushed Shen Fang away and walked toward the station, saying as he walked: "I was just testing whether my words carry weight."

Shen Fang and Old Xing looked at each other and both shook their heads with bitter smiles.

Old Song was pulled to his feet by Old Xing. Seeing Li Xuewu enter the hall, he finally opened his mouth to ask Shen Fang: "Station Chief Shen, what's the background of this Station Chief Li? Is he really going to strip me of my position?"

Shen Fang looked at Song Zhijie with a sideways glance and said with a hint of reproach: "Who couldn't you provoke? You had to provoke this living Yama. Where have you lived these past few decades? Look at his credentials, then look at his age. Are you blind?"

Song Zhijie also said helplessly: "Our family's third one was caught by him. I just went over to ask. Who would have thought, sigh."

Upon hearing this, Shen Fang narrowed his eyes and asked: "Is that little round-faced one from your family?"

Song Zhijie nodded and said: "Our family's third one, just graduated from middle school, has nowhere to be arranged, so he's just staying at home. But I didn't know this child..."

Shen Fang patted Old Song on the shoulder and said: "I can help you plead for mercy at most. I know you. I'll let you see the child once. Tell him to confess whatever he should confess. Don't be stubborn; say whatever there is to say."

Old Song looked at Shen Fang in disbelief, not knowing when Shen Fang had become so... how should I put it, impartial and incorruptible?

Shen Fang said softly: "Of the several batches of people this kid has sent in through our hands, only two haven't been executed. The most recent was this Wednesday. We alone transferred nine. Today, the families were just notified to pay the bullet fees. It's the kind where you aren't even allowed to meet."

"Ah?"

Old Song's legs went weak and he was about to collapse, but Old Xing supported him from behind.

Shen Fang said with a sideways glance: "Otherwise? Do you think I call him living Yama as a nickname? Have you seen me act subservient to anyone? This Deputy Station Chief of his is even more impressive than me, the main one."

As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Mi, who was already staring blankly, and asked: "What's going on with this kid?"

Old Song managed to stand firm at this moment and said with a bitter smile: "Xiao Mi saw the third one being caught and came to find me. When we caught up, Xiao Mi just wanted to untie the third one and escort him back to our station to handle it."

Shen Fang glared at Mi Qingzhou and said: "How did your father teach you? Is this how he handed over his duties? You want to snatch your master's child? It's lucky you're still alive to walk here today."

Seeing that his apprentice was going to be implicated because of his son, Old Song was also anxious. This apprentice was no one else; he was the child of an old colleague and old comrade-in-arms.

Old Mi had retired, and now Xiao Mi was taking over. If he caused Xiao Mi to lose his job, how would he face Old Mi in the future?

"Station Chief Shen, what do you think we should do? We really didn't mean that."

Shen Fang nodded and said: "We all know each other's roots and bottom lines; don't I know you?"

"Alright, the fact that he didn't supervise me detaining you here is already giving you face. I'll go in and put in a good word for you in a moment. You follow Old Xing first to see Little Song and give him some instructions. Don't be counterproductive; I won't be able to protect you then."

"Understood, understood, thank you Station Chief Shen."

Shen Fang patted Old Song on the shoulder, and when Xiao Mi was being escorted to follow, he was also patted on the head by Shen Fang.

"I'll have your father discipline you later."

Seeing Old Xing escort the people to the detention room, Shen Fang returned to the office to find Li Xuewu.

As soon as he entered the office, he saw Li Xuewu sitting in his seat drinking tea.

"Whoa, your nose is sharp enough; you even found the tea leaves I hid."

"Hehe." Li Xuewu replied with these two sounds, then continued drinking tea.

"Alright, I know you're acting." Seeing Li Xuewu drinking his tea leaves, Shen Fang didn't feel the heartache anymore.

People are just like this; when they see their own things being enjoyed by others, they no longer treasure them and use them in a retaliatory manner.

This is especially obvious after losing money.

"Who are you plotting against now, to have scraped up these two unlucky eggs?"

Li Xuewu looked at Shen Fang with a sideways glance, seeing this guy sitting in front of him holding a teacup as if he didn't care at all.

"They dare to run wild on the street with grappling hooks; if you guys keep going like this, you're going to get disciplined."

Shen Fang smiled helplessly: "The general environment is like this, what can I do? I can't even catch all the thieves."

"Bullshit, whether you can do it is one thing, whether you do it is another. You can't just sit in the office and manage public security."