Chapter 415: Why Not Try the Northeast Dialect?

The attendant had actually been called over by a passenger; they simply couldn't stand the way Wen San'er was lecturing the two clerks like he was their grandfather.

But the attendant couldn't interfere in the internal affairs of someone else's unit, could they?

Although the attendant left, everyone around was casting sidelong glances, looking down on Wen San'er.

Wen San'er looked at the canteen Da Chun'er handed over and asked, "Do you agree with what I said, too?"

"Of course! You're the manager; naturally, you see further and understand more than we do!"

Da Chun'er's arm was already tired from holding it up. Now, he would go along with whatever Master Man wanted to say; he just wanted to see Master Man drink the water.

"You are a good comrade!"

Wen San'er patted Da Chun'er on the shoulder and reached out to take the canteen from his hand.

Da Qiangzi still couldn't hold back; he turned his face, his gaze fixed on Da Chun'er's hand.

The exciting moment had arrived!

Da Chun'er was also very excited right now; this feeling of deception was just too good.

They watched as Master Man's hand moved from Da Chun'er's shoulder, slowly downward, downward, and further downward.

Right before their eyes, his hand reached past the canteen, and to the astonishment of both men, he pulled another canteen out from under the seat.

"Hmph!"

Wen San'er gave them a look of contempt and then muttered, "I waited for you to come back, but you didn't, so I went and got more myself!"

Da Qiangzi: Damn!

Da Chun'er: F*ck!

Da Qiangzi and Da Chun'er were dumbfounded. Was this grandson a canteen salesman?

Wen San'er and his gang had been the ancestors of bad people since they were kids. They looked at everyone as someone who had been as bad as them; could anyone really out-bad them?

Take Li Xuewu, for example; he would never drink water from the outside.

Wen San'er had done even more evil deeds, so he was even more afraid to drink anyone else's water.

"Hmph hmph!"

Wen San'er glanced at the two of them and snorted, "Forgot to bring your canteen when you went out, right? You must be very thirsty now, right? Drink up!"

As he spoke, he took a sip from his own canteen and then gestured toward the one in Da Chun'er's hand.

"Drink! That canteen was prepared just for you two."

After Wen San'er finished speaking, he lay back down, muttering to himself, "I'm just... sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. I scold you, but could I really let you suffer?"

At this moment, the male comrade in the seat next to them nodded in agreement: "That's true. Just now, I saw your leader lecturing you, and I was wondering why he was like that. I didn't expect him to be such a good person!"

"Exactly!"

A person who looked like an old cadre sitting opposite chimed in: "Young people always complain that their leaders nag, but actually, it's all for your own good!"

"A leader who is so considerate of his subordinates is rare!"

Da Qiangzi looked at Da Chun'er, then at the canteen in Da Chun'er's hand.

"Da Chun'er, the leader is doing this for your own good. Drink it."

"Brother Qiang~"

Da Chun'er's face was green now. This... what kind of personality does this silly Qiang have!

While calling him Brother Qiang, he had to put on a look of gratitude despite his bitter expression.

"I'm not thirsty. Why don't you drink first?"

"Hey, if you're not thirsty, I'm not thirsty either!"

The two of them were pushing it back and forth, sacrificing their friend to save themselves, when the person sitting on the side spoke up again.

"It's hard to be a good person these days!"

"That's right, tsk tsk tsk~"

Now, the onlookers around them were looking at the two of them with strange expressions; this was clearly being ungrateful.

By now, the people in the carriage were exhausted from staying up all night, and having a topic to chat about, they had rarely begun to converse.

The trend of the discussion in the carriage had undergone a miraculous reversal, from looking down on that manager to now despising the two clerks.

Da Qiangzi and Da Chun'er looked at the canteen in their hands as if it were a bottle of deadly poison.

Even deadly poison is colorless and odorless, but this...

*Cough cough*~ It reeks!

At this moment, Wen San'er, lying on the seat, dealt them a final blow.

"You wouldn't have done anything to this pot of water just because I scolded you, would you?"

"No, no!"

"No, no!"

The two of them waved their hands in a panic, and Da Chun'er hurriedly said, "How could that be!"

"Is that so?"

Wen San'er squinted at their clumsy performance, his face full of disappointment.

"Then give the canteen back to me; I'll drink it!"

The people in the carriage were now frowning at the two of them, especially the old cadre sitting opposite, who looked full of indignation.

"The world has changed; people aren't as honest as they used to be!"

"Indeed..."

Wen San'er's remark had won the empathy of everyone in the carriage; they were all discussing the bad intentions of these two clerks.

Da Chun'er clutched the canteen in his hand as if it were a grenade, and with a dry laugh, he said to Master Man, who wanted to drink the water, "This... isn't this given to us? How can you ask for it back?"

If Master Man had wanted to drink it when they had just returned, they would have agreed with both hands and feet.

Never mind letting him drink it, they would have even fed it to him.

But now it wouldn't do!

Now that everyone was watching and suspecting them, if they let Manager Man drink urine, there was no telling what kind of punishment they would face.

People in this era had a strong sense of public morality.

Da Qiangzi nudged Da Chun'er, glaring at him to signal him to drink quickly.

Da Chun'er returned the look: Why don't you drink it?!

Seeing them exchanging glances, Wen San'er turned over and muttered, "Get off at the next stop; you aren't needed for this trip anymore."

Forget it, even if there really was deadly poison in the canteen today, they would have to drink it.

If they were sent back because of such a trivial matter, they wouldn't be able to live their lives.

"Give it here!"

Da Qiangzi gritted his teeth and snatched the canteen from Da Chun'er's hand, intending to drink, but was grabbed by Da Chun'er.

"Brother Qiang! This... there is..."

"Then you drink it!"

Da Qiangzi was truly considerate; as soon as Da Chun'er pulled him, he pushed the canteen back, signaling silly Chun'er to drink.

Da Chun'er was dumbfounded. I was just giving you a heads-up; did you think I was being polite?

Now the pressure was on Da Chun'er. He looked at the canteen in his hand, then at Da Qiangzi, and finally at Master Man, who was lying down.

"Drink up, aren't you thirsty?"

Da Qiangzi reached out and lifted Da Chun'er's hand, signaling him to drink quickly.

Da Chun'er had no choice; he tremblingly held the canteen, just like Heshen drinking the poisoned wine bestowed by the Emperor.

"Hiss~"

This sip was as sweet as spring water, this sip was refreshing, this sip was nectar, this sip... *Retches! *

Da Chun'er pushed the canteen to Da Qiangzi beside him and ran toward the restroom, covering his mouth.

Once he reached the restroom, he spat it all out.

They hadn't eaten all night; how could there be anything in their stomachs?

Da Chun'er retched for a long time, and finally spat, spitting out a grain of sand.

F*ck! This bastard has kidney stones!

Da Qiangzi, standing in the carriage, looked at silly Chun'er who had run out, and then turned his gaze to Manager Man, who was lying down.

He was thinking, we've already been punished, shouldn't you rescind your order, Master?

But Master Man lay there motionless; who would dare believe he was asleep?

Forget it, he was waiting to watch him drink it.

Da Qiangzi had no choice; he gulped it down in one go, not even daring to savor the taste.

Da Chun'er, who had just walked back, saw this scene and ran back, covering his mouth again.

"Retches~"

He hadn't drunk as much as silly Qiang, but he was more disgusted than silly Qiang.

Too damn ruthless. No wonder the proprietor kept him by his side.

If you aren't ruthless, you can't stand firm. Da Qiangzi had really gone all out this time.

Even Wen San'er, who was lying down, had to admire this ruthless man.

"Oh my, are you two stupid! Are you stupid!"

Wen San'er sat up, glared at the two of them, and said, "You knew there was something wrong with it and you still drank it? Stupid!"

As he spoke, he slapped Da Qiangzi, signaling him to go to the restroom quickly.

"Go get some fresh water to rinse your mouth!"

Da Qiangzi now had the heart to kill this grandson.

You were the one who forced us to drink, and now you're the one playing the good guy!

Wen San'er didn't care about that; he pushed him and said, "Don't just stand there! The smell is too strong! Whoa!"

Da Qiangzi couldn't hold it back either after being told that by Wen San'er; he grabbed the canteen and ran toward the door.

The expressions of the people on the train toward these two were that they deserved it, and their eyes toward Wen San'er were all "may good people have a safe life."

Wen San'er and his kind of petty, malicious people had cultivated themselves into spirits; they always left a good reputation when doing bad things.

Because it's hard to be a good person!

"Look at the snow outside!"

Li Xuewu pointed at the smoking snow drifting outside the window and said to Ji Wang Weidong, who was sitting opposite him.

Ji Wang Weidong wasn't very interested at first, but he turned around casually and took a look. Seeing that the visibility outside was frighteningly low, he leaned over.

"Why is it so heavy!"

As he spoke, he wiped the window glass with his hand and covered his eyes to look outside.

"Holy crap! This snow is really f*cking heavy!"

"..."

Li Xuewu looked at Ji Wang Weidong opposite him speechlessly and said softly, "How about 'The wind is cold in the white land, and the snowflakes are as big as hands'?"

Ji Wang Weidong turned his head back to look at the surprise of the whole carriage, and felt a bit embarrassed.

"You... you don't have enough momentum."

"Your mouth is really tough!"

Li Xuewu ignored Ji Wang Weidong and shone his flashlight outside.

On such a snowy day, even standing guard was a problem; the comrades on guard outside would have a hard time.

Because of the weather, the train guards rotated every fifteen minutes, but they still couldn't withstand the cold.

The wind was strongest at the bend, and Li Xuewu had already ordered the comrades to change from fixed posts to mobile posts.

The direction he was watching now was the inside of the bend; this was a low-lying area, and the heavy snow slowly accumulated here with the wind. It looked like the snow surface was about to be level with the tracks.

"Hey! Look!"

Ji Wang Weidong leaned against the window, pointing his finger outside and saying to Li Xuewu, "Look, is someone coming?"

"Are your eyes blurry!"

Li Xuewu laughed, "Do you really think a frontier girl will come to the Tianshan Mountains on a snowy day!"

"Get lost!"

Now, the word "girl" couldn't be mentioned in front of Ji Wang Weidong; it was easy to misfire.

"Look, there really is something moving in the distance."

Li Xuewu's observation range had always been where the sky and snow could reflect, and he really hadn't looked far away like Ji Wang Weidong.

Following the direction Ji Wang Weidong pointed, Li Xuewu shone his flashlight.

"It really seems so~"

Li Xuewu hesitated for a moment, stood up, leaned against the window, and looked carefully. There was really a patch of white surging at the edge of the sky.

"Is it snow?"

Li Huai De's eyes were also red; he was holding a teacup and slurping.

"Doesn't look like it. I have to let them prepare."

Li Xuewu shook his head, walked to the telephone, and called the front and rear carriages, telling them to turn the light machine guns toward that side.

Then he put on his fur coat, took some people, jumped off the train, and notified the guards one by one to pay attention to the direction the people were coming from.

Looking at the mountain, the horse runs to death.

Although they saw people coming from the train, by the time they could see clearly, Li Xuewu and the others had already eaten a meal.

"Seems to be herdsmen."

"Can you still herd in such heavy snow?"

Li Xuewu shook his head in disbelief, took out his binoculars, and began to observe.

Don't say it, Ji Wang Weidong's eyes really weren't for nothing; in front of those few people was a group of cattle and sheep.

"What are they planning to feed them? Snow?"

Li Xuewu didn't even take off his fur coat, just to wait for these people to come.

This group of people wasn't polite either; they drove the cattle and sheep into this low-lying area of the train, and then someone rode a horse toward them.

Li Xuewu saw that the horse's belly was wading through the snow; how deep must the snow be below? If a person went down, maybe only the part above the belly would be outside.

"I'll go meet him."

Li Xuewu took out the pistol tucked into his chest and jumped off the train.

He was a security cadre; this kind of thing should be done by him.

Seeing someone get off the carriage, the person riding the horse slightly turned the horse's head and came toward them.

Li Xuewu stood on the roadbed, waiting for the other party to arrive.

"Whoa! ~"

The person who came was dressed more tightly than Li Xuewu. If he hadn't taken off his mask after dismounting, Li Xuewu wouldn't have been able to tell if it was a man or a woman.

"???????" (Comrade?)

"???????????" (Hello)

"???"

Li Xuewu didn't understand what the other party said, blinked, and said, "We are Han comrades. There are no frontier compatriots on the train. Please forgive us."

He wasn't Superman; he couldn't speak every language. He could only speak English and Russian.

English was learned in his previous life, and Russian was learned in this life. Why not try the Northeast dialect?

Li Xuewu didn't care if the other party understood or not, and said a lot, making Ji Wang Weidong, who was standing at the carriage door, laugh out loud.

The other party was stunned when he heard Li Xuewu's words, and then laughed.

"Hello, guests from afar, welcome to Hami."

Upon hearing the other party's words, Li Xuewu hurriedly learned the greeting and returned the gesture.

"We aren't guests; the fifty-six ethnic groups are one family, we're all fellow countrymen, hahaha!"

The other party clearly understood Mandarin. Seeing Li Xuewu speak this way, he also began to laugh.

"My name is Batuer, I am a herdsman from the Tianshan Pasture."

This Batuer pulled on his horse, which was restless from the wind, and continued to introduce himself to Li Xuewu: "We came out to graze, but suddenly encountered a heavy snow. We really didn't dare to keep going, so we could only follow the railway line."

Li Xuewu took out a cigarette and handed one to this frontier man.

He wasn't sure if the man smoked, but wasn't this just the etiquette between men?

This Batuer clearly knew how to smoke. He accepted Li Xuewu's cigarette, thanked him, and let Li Xuewu light it for him.

"Seeing your train stopped here, I thought about coming over to take shelter from the wind and waiting until the snow lets up before leaving."

Li Xuewu lit his own cigarette, took a puff, and looked at the cattle and sheep huddled in this wind-sheltered hollow; a pungent, gamey smell wafted over.

Batuer looked at Li Xuewu with expectant eyes, very afraid that Li Xuewu would drive them away.

With snow this heavy, they had already prepared themselves for the worst; the train before them was their hope for survival.

"How many people are with you?"

Li Xuewu withdrew his gaze and looked at Batuer as he asked.

Batuer held up his hand and replied: "Counting me, five people."

Li Xuewu looked at the horses and said: "Wait here for a moment, I need to ask my leader."

"Okay!"

Batuer was clearly like a drowning man grasping at a final straw; how could he possibly mind waiting a little longer?

Returning to the train, Li Huai De and Ji Wang Weidong were already waiting for Li Xuewu.

After hearing Li Xuewu's report, both of their brows furrowed.

They were on a secret special train; how could they let outsiders get close?

Never mind Li Xuewu, even Li Huai De would be in for a dressing down.

But if they didn't let the other party get close—that was a public pasture, and these cattle and sheep were public property.

Furthermore, these were frontier herdsmen; if something happened to them, someone would have to take responsibility.

There were no small matters in this kind of situation, especially with the malicious misinterpretation and propaganda of certain forces.

"What should we do?"

Li Huai De raised his head and looked at Li Xuewu, wanting to ask for his opinion.

Li Xuewu curled his lip; this old bastard deserved to be drunk to death, and even now, he was still thinking about making his subordinates take the blame.

"I am a security officer; my stance must be based on safety. I don't think we can let them stay."

Li Xuewu was also being spiteful; he knew perfectly well that Li Huai De didn't dare drive those people away, yet he said this anyway.

He just didn't want to carry this responsibility, because he was certain Li Huai De wouldn't dare let him drive them away.

Li Huai De was the highest-ranking person on the train; if they drove them away and something happened, Li Huai De would definitely be the one to take the blame.

So, Li Huai De frowned and shifted his gaze to Ji Wang Weidong.

But Ji Wang Weidong's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the sheep outside, muttering: "This stuff is edible, and also..."

Li Huai De knew exactly what this kid was thinking and hurriedly said to Li Xuewu: "Think of a way to handle them. We can't drive them away, we can't let them be in danger, and we still have to maintain secrecy."

"Then the only way is to invite them all onto the train."

Li Xuewu said helplessly: "They are carrying weapons; it's only safe if they get on the train."

"Then let them get on the train, but leave the weapons behind."

Li Huai De sat on the hard seat, waved his hand, and made the decision immediately.

"Yes."

Having received the order, Li Xuewu turned around. Once he got off the train, he told Batuer what Li Huai De had decided.

"Good, good, no problem."

Batuer smiled and got on his horse, but didn't ride it; instead, he stood directly on the horse's back.

Ignoring the fact that the horse was still swaying, he waved his hand to signal the four people in the distance to come over.

These herdsmen grew up on horseback; their sense of balance was truly beyond compare.

Batuer jumped off the horse's back and gave Li Xuewu a hug, which startled Li Xuewu into gripping the gun in his pocket.

"Thank you, friend."

"You're welcome."

Li Xuewu smiled and introduced himself: "My name is Li Xuewu, I am the security chief of this train."

After the introduction, he looked at the cattle and sheep and asked: "Now that they've come over, won't these cattle and sheep run off?"

"They won't!"

Batuer said very confidently: "Livestock are smarter than people; they know where the wind is blocked."

The two stood under the train chatting, waiting for the four people to ride their horses around.

By the time the four horses carrying the people reached the train carriage from the roadbed, Li Xuewu and Batuer were already quite familiar, talking and laughing.

"This is my younger brother Hawule, this is my nephew Hadier, and these are my two sons, Diyar and Jamale."

Knowing Li Xuewu was Han and wouldn't remember their long names, Batuer just gave their names when introducing them.

"Welcome, friends from the frontier."

Li Xuewu smiled and hugged the four of them, then invited the five to board the train.

When Li Xuewu signaled that the weapons had to be left on the horses, Hawule hesitated and said to Batuer in Uyghur: "Aka, they have light machine guns."

Li Xuewu couldn't understand what he said, but he saw the hesitation and wariness in his eyes.

Li Xuewu's hand never left the pistol in his pocket, and he squinted as he watched them.

It wasn't just Li Xuewu; there were many gun barrels pointed this way now. If they made any dangerous moves, things would get lively.

"Hawule!"

Batuer said very seriously to his brother: "A friend's invitation is sincere; those gun barrels aren't pointed at us. If our hearts aren't sincere, then even if the guns weren't pointed at us, they would be!"

Batuer said this in Mandarin, just in case Li Xuewu misunderstood.

Although the sentence was awkward, Li Xuewu could understand it, and Hawule understood it too.

He looked at Li Xuewu again, took a pistol from his chest, and placed it in a bag on the horse's back.

Then he took his son and nephew onto the train.

Batuer was the last one to board; he shook hands with Li Xuewu apologetically, and then was invited by Li Xuewu to board.

The warmth on the train suddenly stunned these few people.

They had suddenly entered a space of twenty degrees Celsius from the sub-zero temperatures outside, and their faces all turned red.

This wasn't because they were shy, but a natural bodily reaction.

Li Xuewu gestured for them to sit down and brought Batuer to be introduced to Li Huai De and Ji Wang Weidong.

Batuer clearly had more experience communicating with Han people and knew that the middle-aged man sitting by the window was the person in charge of this train.

"Hello, friends from afar, welcome to the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, thank you for your generous help."

Li Huai De stood up and gently supported Batuer, who was bowing slightly, signaling him to sit on the hard seat opposite.

Li Xuewu knew Li Huai De wanted to chat with this herdsman to understand the local situation.

"Comrade Batuer, sit down. This is our leader, Comrade Li."

Jin Yaohui brought over a few cups of tea and placed them in front of the herdsmen.

Clearly, they had suffered outside; all five of them held the hot tea and began to drink.

Li Xuewu went to the telephone to call the front and rear locomotives to arrange follow-up security work.

After the few had drunk two cups of hot tea, Li Huai De watched Batuer put down his cup and asked: "Why come out to graze in such heavy snow?"

"Sigh~"

Batuer sighed and said: "We didn't want to either, but the pastures were all covered by heavy snow, and the livestock couldn't find anything to eat and were going to starve to death."

Hearing this, Li Huai De glanced at Li Xuewu, meaning that the news on the radio wasn't false.

Li Xuewu squinted and asked: "Are the losses caused by these two snowstorms to the pastures great?"

"Too great."

Batuer said dejectedly: "The snow covers the pastures, the livestock can't graze, and there's little artificial feed supplement. Plus, the temperature plummeted, the herds are getting thinner by the day, the mothers are miscarrying, and the adults and young are dying in batches. Sigh~"

Li Huai De signaled Jin Yaohui to have the secretary prepare food for these people.

No need to ask; in this weather, what hot food could they possibly have had outside?

"Many herdsmen's tents have been crushed, transportation is cut off, and urgently needed grain, fuel, and medicine can't be brought in. We couldn't wait any longer, so we came out to look for an opportunity."

Batuer spoke sadly, while his brother and nephew sat on the hard seats listening, their eyes secretly sizing up the people and things in the train.

Even though these few looked very wild when they were down there, once they got on the train, they appeared very well-behaved, honest, and simple.

Of course, this might have had something to do with the few Type 56 rifles standing at the carriage doors.

It might also have had something to do with the two "rabbit spirits" on the train.

Li Huai De and Ji Wang Weidong hadn't slept for a day and a night.

Having drunk so much medicinal wine, their eyes were as red as if they were rabbits that had become spirits.

Both were sitting steadily on the hard seats, and even when the frontier friends arrived, they bowed to greet them.

This made Batuer and the others feel very embarrassed; these Han friends were too polite.

Before long, rice porridge, steamed buns, and pickled vegetables were brought up by the attendant.

Seeing that the train had prepared hot tea and brought food for them, Batuer couldn't help but be moved to tears, grabbing Li Huai De's hand and thanking him incessantly.

Jin Yaohui wanted to remind Batuer to be careful, but was stopped by Li Huai De's look.

"I just like the simple and kind nature of the frontier people."

Batuer drank a mouthful of hot rice porridge and said gratefully: "I can see you are a kind-hearted and amiable leader."

"Hahaha!"

Li Huai De was very happy to receive praise from a "simple" herdsman; even his bloodshot eyes didn't look so scary anymore.

Batuer turned his head and said to his eldest son: "Diyar, go get that sheep that froze to death and let our friends taste our mutton."

"That won't do!"

Li Xuewu said politely: "We can't eat your mutton; we'd be committing a mistake."

Batuer waved his hand and laughed: "Han cadres often say that courtesy demands reciprocity; you must accept it!"

As he spoke, he held up a steamed bun to Li Xuewu and continued eating.

They must not have eaten for a long time; the attendant had to heat the buns twice before they had their fill.

During this time, Diyar carried back a skinned sheep; clearly, it had been skinned when it froze to death.

Both sides ate and chatted in a harmonious atmosphere. Li Xuewu stood by the window listening to the conversation in the carriage, his eyes never leaving the outside.

Ji Wang Weidong sat on another hard seat, his eyes also looking outside; now, everything he looked at reminded him of Han Yating.

Why else would they say young men have such strong vitality?

When Yu Min drove near Guanshan Road, a young man monitoring the area came out from behind a dilapidated house and got into the car.

"Brother Yu, why did you come at this time?"

"I just couldn't stop worrying!"

Yu Min glanced at the young man and immediately said: "Last time I took you to tail someone, you slept until dawn, damn it!"

"Hehe."

The young man gave a silly laugh and then said: "I didn't sleep this time; I've been watching the whole time."

"Any situation?"

Yu Min looked through his binoculars; the villa was dark and quiet.

"No, the two of them chatted in the living room for a while last night, and they didn't seem very happy. As for whether they argued, I don't know."

"Normal!"

Yu Min pursed his lips, holding the binoculars while observing, and said: "Women are just so unreasonable; that little lady must have been angry last night."

"One is a Fu family member, the other is a traitor to the Fu family; it would be strange if they didn't argue!"

"Brother Yu, you really know so much!"

The young man had already smelled the scent of cosmetics on Yu Min and knew this bastard had just come from a woman.

"Hehe."

Yu Min chuckled, put down the binoculars with an evil smile, and said: "You have to use your brain; you can't always rely on brute force to make a living, right?"

He was just bragging in front of his subordinates; everything he knew was what he had inquired about.

After returning from there last night, he hurriedly used his connections to call Beijing, asking them to investigate Fu Bin's niece overnight.

At first, the other party said with certainty that there was no such person in Fu Bin's family, and that the old couple lived alone.

Yu Min's superiors all felt that this person who had suddenly appeared was problematic.

But Yu Min didn't believe it; he said his intuition wouldn't be wrong and asked Beijing to investigate thoroughly.

This investigation took half the night; Yu Min was tired of waiting at his mistress's house before he finally received the news.

Beijing had indeed made a mistake; the building where Fu Bin and his wife lived was a front, and there was another exact address.

In that courtyard, there was a short, chubby girl responsible for taking care of their daily life.

Yu Min excitedly got up and reported to his superiors. As for whether it was a girl or a woman, Yu Min felt no one's judgment was as accurate as his.

On the phone, Beijing said it took a lot of effort to find out that Zhao Wenhua's niece wasn't among those currently detained, and the house was now sealed.

At the time, there were many departments handling the case, and no one could clearly say where the person had gone, nor did they know if anything had been lost.

Because she was an insignificant person, no one went to track down this relative.

That must be it!

Yu Min was very certain when he told his superiors that this was definitely the niece who had run away from the Fu family.

As for the purpose, it was very simple: the only descendant of the Fu family was in Steel City.

That old bastard Fu Bin wouldn't leave nothing for the descendants of the family, plus what Fu Haibo had left behind earlier.

"Haha, Brother Guan, we're going to get rich this time! Hahaha!"

This was Yu Min's state of mind at the time. This was a clue he had discovered, and one he had painstakingly investigated; he couldn't sleep, so he came straight here.

He now wished he could just break in and force the two of them to say where the money was.

But he still had his reason; the call from Beijing brought not only the news about the niece but also the news that there were people above the Fu family.

The case hadn't been judged yet; they said many people were involved, and whoever dared to move recklessly was just looking for death.

Yu Min was after money; he wouldn't risk his life.

He just wanted to observe and see if anyone had followed them, or if anyone local was helping them transfer assets.

From that sentence Wu Fengxian let slip last night, Yu Min knew that this woman hadn't come to Steel City to visit relatives or take refuge.

"Wait for this..." What was the second half of the sentence?

Why did Zhou Wang Yamei stop her from saying it?

What did this have to do with Zhou Wang Yamei?

Yu Min's brain was about to explode; he now wanted to go in and install a wiretap in the building.

But he didn't dare; he knew exactly what Li Xuewu did.

Why else would Nie Liansheng call him a dog? He was used to being cautious and wouldn't release the hawk until he saw the rabbit.

"Brother Yu, that... look, I've worked hard even if I haven't made any contributions; when will you take me out to have some fun?"

"You?"

Yu Min squinted at the young man beside him and asked with a cold laugh: "Have fun with what?"

The young man saw that Yu Min was unhappy, dodged his gaze, and stammered, unable to speak.

"The club song and dance troupe?"

When the young man heard this term, he immediately raised his head, his eyes shining brightly.

"Damn!"

Yu Min turned his head to look forward and reached out to pat the young man beside him on the head.

"Stop having wild thoughts, damn it; even I can't get into that."

The young man was unconvinced and whispered: "If I can't follow, you can't either?"

"Hehe!"

Yu Min continued to look forward with the binoculars and replied: "I'm nothing; I can look, but I can't even smell it. That's all food prepared for the big shots."

The young man clearly had seen that kind of world and muttered: "When you become a big shot, I'll be able to bask in your glory."

"Pfft~"

Hearing his subordinate's words, Yu Min couldn't help but laugh, turned his head to look, and then continued to stare ahead.

"Be practical. Work hard for me, save money for two years, go back to the village and marry Erni; wouldn't that be nice, having a wife, kids, and a warm bed?"

"Yes, Brother Yu."

The young man was clearly from the same village as Yu Min and was very obedient to him.

Last time he caused trouble, Yu Min didn't punish him for this very reason.

"Hey, Brother Yu, that Zhong family you asked me to inquire about last time, I think I discovered something."

"What thing?"

Yu Min held the binoculars, frowned, and turned to look at his subordinate: "Didn't I tell you not to inquire about them anymore!"

"Yes, I withdrew after you finished speaking."

The young man was very afraid of Yu Min and said with his neck shrunk: "It's just something I saw inadvertently."

"Speak!"

Yu Min frowned and gave a simple order.

The young man leaned over to report in a low voice, but was impatiently slapped on the head by Yu Min again.

"Are you stupid, damn it! We're in the car, damn it!"

"It's the middle of the night, who could hear you! A ghost?"

"Oh, oh."

The subordinate was also embarrassed and scratched his head; he felt that reporting it this way would add to the mystery of the news.

"It's that auntie from the Zhong family; it seems she's hooked up with Captain Nie."

"What the hell!"

Yu Min's voice almost shattered the car window; he stared wide-eyed at his subordinate in disbelief and asked: "What the hell do you mean 'seems', what the hell do you mean 'hooked up'!"

The subordinate had thought Brother Yu would be surprised, but didn't expect him to be this surprised.

"I saw that Zhong family woman get into Captain Nie's car, and the two drove outside. I happened to be free, so I followed them."

"And then?!"

Yu Min was in no mood to ask why this kid was free.

"Then the car stopped in an alley on Youth Street. I walked closer and looked; the car was shaking violently."

The subordinate curled his lip and laughed dryly: "The two of them couldn't have been wrestling in the car, right?"

"Damn your grandfather!"

Yu Min slapped his subordinate, then grabbed him by the collar and asked sternly: "Who else have you told about this?"

The subordinate was stunned by the slap, looked at Yu Min who had leaned in close, and replied with a crying tone: "No... I haven't told anyone, I only told you."

"You still know how to stay alive!"

Yu Min shoved his subordinate in the chest and then released his collar.

"Keep your mouth shut and bury what you saw in your stomach!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I know."

Yu Min squinted, his hands gripping the steering wheel, his mouth twitching constantly.

No wonder, no wonder Nie Liansheng could chase him from behind; no wonder Nie Liansheng didn't have to worry about his own mess.

Also, no wonder someone from the five idiots of the Zhong family had managed to enter a powerful department.

Hehe, he finally understood; it was buried right here.

That old bastard Nie Liansheng really dared to do anything; he wasn't even afraid of having his "tools" confiscated!

"Third, you keep watching here. I have something to do back there. When it's dawn, I'll go meet those two women. You sleep during the day."

"Understood, Brother Yu."

The young man pushed open the car door and got out. Seeing the car drive away, he spat.

"You got my news and still hit me, damn it. You don't want me to say it? I'm going to say it anyway!"

"Bang!"

The gunshot came very suddenly; Li Xuewu suddenly turned his body to dodge away from the window.

The people in the carriage were also startled and scrambled to find places to hide, only Li Huai De sat there as if nothing had happened.

"What are you afraid of? They're still far away!"

Li Huai De calmly took a sip of tea, looked at the still-dim sky, and said: "At least three kilometers."

Li Xuewu took his binoculars and looked outside against the window; a group of people was rushing toward them.

He couldn't say for sure about the distance, but Li Huai De's estimate wasn't far off; this old thing still had some skills.

"Are they herdsmen?"

Li Xuewu's question wasn't directed at Li Huai De, but at Batuer, who was sitting opposite him.

Actually, there was another layer of meaning to this question; he wanted to confirm the safety of these few people.

Even though the atmosphere in the carriage had been good for the past few hours, and all five had opened up and chatted with everyone.

But seeing those unfriendly arrivals outside, Li Xuewu had sufficient reason to suspect they were planning to play an inside-outside game.

The four people sitting on the hard seats all shut their mouths and stopped talking, watching nervously as people appeared at both ends of the carriage.

These people looked terrifying; not only were they carrying guns, but their full combat gear was black, with only their cloaks being white; they looked like professional combat personnel at a glance.

Batuer ignored the gun barrels appearing at both ends of the carriage, stood up, leaned against the window, and squinted to look.

"They are horse bandits!"

"Horse bandits?"

Li Xuewu frowned and asked: "Where are there still horse bandits? Weren't they all wiped out?"

"Horse bandits can't be wiped out."

Before Batuer could answer, Hawule, who was sitting on the hard seat, chimed in: "It's too close to the north here; when they're off their horses, they're herdsmen, but once they're on their horses, they're horse bandits."

Li Huai De tapped his fingers on the table, squinting at those scoundrels outside the window.

He wasn't afraid, because he knew exactly what kind of firepower Li Xuewu had deployed.

Batuer turned around and said to Li Xuewu: "Hawule is right; those who have cattle and sheep are herdsmen, but now that the snow is heavy and the cattle and sheep are dead, they are horse bandits."

"Leader, should we eliminate this danger in advance?"