novelnext Chapter 58, Part 1
Chapter 58, Part 1
We brought back 762 jin of eels, 110 jin of loach, more than 60 jin of crucian carp and grass carp from Shihe Village, and it was already 7 p.m.
Lan Baojun, who was out looking for a warehouse, walked to the intersection of Renmin Road and saw several police officers knocking on doors one by one.
I couldn't help but wonder, it's already this late, why aren't these police officers off duty yet?
Zhang Beichuan and the Lan brothers, Baoqiang and Baohong, had just finished settling the aquatic products in the backyard when Lan Baojun returned.
"Xiao Chuan, I've found the warehouse for you."
Zhang Beichuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Lan Baojun, who was panting heavily.
"Where?"
After taking the bowl of water from Baoqiang and gulping it down in two gulps, Lan Baojun finally spoke.
"It's right at the end of Jiefang Road, where you turn right onto Renmin Road. It's located near the main road connecting the county to the city, and the road is wide, making it easy for trucks to get in and out."
"That's great. How big is the apartment, and how much is the rent per year?"
"The area is about fifty or sixty square meters, and the rent is 120 per year."
Without saying a word, Zhang Beichuan took out the sales figures for Beichuan Department Store for the day from his pocket, counted out 120, and handed it over.
"Then I'll trouble Baojun to make a trip tomorrow and rent the warehouse for me."
"No problem." Lan Baojun took the money and asked, "Tonight?"
"Tonight, brothers, we'll have to work another night and keep waiting for our prey. Same old rules: I won't lock the front door, but I'll lock the back door from the inside."
If Zhao Xueming and his group really wanted to force their way in, they would definitely have to go through the back door, which is secluded, while the front door, being right next to the street, would have a higher chance of being discovered.
Lan Baojun nodded. "What's so hard about it? They don't have much to do anyway. Being idle is more likely to cause trouble at home. Look, you gave them some work."
The group chatted and laughed, and soon Lan Baojun left with the Bao Hong brothers.
At this moment, Zhao Xueming, on the other side, half-squatted on a stool and threw out two cards from his hand.
"A royal flush! Hehehe... Pay up, pay up..."
"Big brother, Lan Baojun and the others have left."
Zhao Xueming, who was happily tucking the money on the table into his arms, paused for a moment, then laughed.
"Great, looks like I'm going to strike it rich tonight!"
"Then, brother, shall we make our move in the middle of the night?"
"Midnight?" Zhao Xueming thought for a moment. The time was good, but he was quite satisfied with his plan. "I don't think that's necessary. Let's do it around eight or nine o'clock tonight!"
Seeing the puzzled looks on his underlings' faces, he smiled.
"Be fearful when others are greedy, and greedy when others are fearful. Who would have thought we'd dare to break into homes and rob people while they're still awake?"
The mouse standing to the side thought about it carefully, then slapped its thigh.
"Brother, that was a brilliant move! That's what you call taking things by surprise, catching someone off guard!"
As night deepened, the lights of the county town gradually came on.
The backyard of Beichuan Department Store was quiet, with only the occasional splashing of eels in the bucket.
Zhang Beichuan sat in the room with a notebook spread out on the table, pondering the idea of opening an assembly plant, constantly writing and drawing.
Around nine o'clock, a "plop" sound came from the courtyard.
Zhang Beichuan, who was yawning, heard the noise and his heart suddenly raced. He then turned off the room light.
"Ouch..."
After all, it was the first time doing this, and none of us had much experience.
Using a human ladder, the mouse that fell off the wall kept rubbing its knees and muttering under its breath.
Zhao Xueming, who had just climbed into the yard, raised his hand and gave him a sharp rap on the head, speaking in a low voice.
"What are you yelling for? Hold it in!" He then turned to Ah Qiang and the others who had climbed over the courtyard wall and instructed them, "According to the plan, find the man first, put a sack over his mouth and gag him. He can't see us. Find out where the money is, take it and leave. Got it?"
The group nodded and began to search for the person room by room, tiptoeing around.
Zhang Beichuan, lying in bed pretending to be asleep, heard the faint sound of the door opening in the next room, and the clucking of chickens that had been startled.
He squeezed the stun gun and pepper spray he was holding in each hand, feeling a little more at ease.
Mouse shook his head as he watched the people searching the other two rooms, knowing that Zhang Beichuan should be in this room, his heart pounding in his chest.
If nothing unexpected happens, they'll make a fortune after tonight's job.
Beichuan Department Store is doing incredibly well; these days, it has sold at least five or six thousand yuan in cash.
Hearing the approaching footsteps and a strange gurgling sound, Zhang Beichuan, lying on the bed, nervously trembled slightly.
Haozi gave a look to the person next to him, signaling him to hold Zhang Beichuan down while he gagged himself with a towel.
The young man nodded and was just about to reach out his hand.
Lying on the bed, Zhang Beichuan pretended to turn over, glanced at the distance that was so close, and without saying a word, took out the stun gun and turned it to the maximum power.
Blue and white arcs of electricity burst into blinding light in the darkness.
In that instant, Zhang Beichuan looked at the smug smile on Haozi's face, and then at the person who had no reaction at all, and his heart skipped a beat.
The group was wearing thick rubber raincoats, clearly prepared in advance, and the stun gun could not penetrate the insulation layer.
"Damn it, they were prepared!" Zhang Beichuan cursed inwardly, but his hands moved quickly, immediately extending the pepper spray from his other hand.
With a hiss, a pungent mist sprayed directly at the face of the person closest to him.
"Ah! My eyes!"
The mouse looked at its companion, who was covering its face and screaming in agony, its voice as shrill as a pig being slaughtered.
The scream instantly alerted Lan Baojun and the others who were guarding nearby.
"Something's happened to Xiao Chuan!" Lan Baojun shouted in a low voice, then yelled at Lan Baohong, "Go report it to the police."
He led the remaining men and immediately rushed towards Beichuan Department Store.
At the same time, Lu Ya, who was with her colleagues from the bureau going door-to-door to search for fugitives Huang Zhenhai and Huang Zhenjiang, felt a pang of anxiety when she heard the scream.
The sound came from the area they were responsible for investigating!
"Something's up!" Lu Ya quickly judged, "It might be the work of a fugitive."
Two police officers immediately followed, and the group ran towards Beichuan Department Store.
Lan Baohong, who was on her way to report to the police, bumped into Lu Ya and her group, who were heading to Beichuan Department Store.
"Police officers! Quick! Something's happened at Beichuan Department Store!"
Hearing the familiar voice from Beichuan Department Store, Lu Ya immediately recalled what Zhang Beichuan had said when he came to take photos a while ago, and her heart sank.
"Walk!"
In the backyard of Beichuan Department Store, Haozi and his partner's accomplice were still screaming in agony, rolling on the ground with their faces covered.
Seeing this, the thugs at the door dared not approach.
Zhao Xueming's face turned ashen; he never expected Zhang Beichuan to have such a trick up his sleeve.
But with the arrow already on the bowstring, he gritted his teeth and roared.
"Attack him together! Hold him down!"
Zhang Beichuan leaned against the wall to avoid being surrounded, raised the pepper spray again, and warily watched the group of people who were closing in.
"Go! What are you waiting for?!"
After being yelled at by Zhao Xueming, A-Qiang and the others rushed forward.
Zhang Beichuan continuously sprayed pepper spray, and the pungent pepper spray instantly rendered all three people who approached him incapacitated.
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard.
"Fine, fine, fine... You little rascal, you tricked me, didn't you?"
Zhang Beichuan smiled when he saw that he was the only one left.
He knew very well that as long as he was unwilling to pay the management fee, the conflict between him and Zhao Xueming could never be resolved, so he simply laid his cards on the table.
"Yes, what happened to Yin?"
Immediately afterward, Lan Baojun led his men from the front yard into the back yard, and Lu Ya and her two companions rushed in as well.
The small courtyard was instantly packed with people.
By the moonlight, Lu Ya recognized Zhao Xueming, a local thug from the Jiefang Road area, who was standing in front of a door. His voice was cold.
"Zhao Xueming!"
Zhao Xueming glanced back at the police and the people Lan Baojun had brought, and his heart sank.
He was already on the county bureau's watch list, and now the police have caught him red-handed.
If you commit burglary and get caught, is there any chance you'll ever get out?
He wasn't sure, and after glancing again at Zhang Beichuan's smiling face, a crazy thought surged into his mind: if he was going to be reincarnated, he had to take someone down with him.
"It's all your fault!"
Seeing Zhao Xueming pull out a knife from his waist, Lu Ya, in a moment of desperation, drew her own pistol from her waist, muzzle pointing upwards.
"Bang!"
The crisp sound of gunfire echoed through the night sky. Other police officers several streets away also heard it and abandoned their plan to search the abandoned house in front of them, rushing towards the source of the gunfire.
Hearing the police officers' footsteps as they left, Huang Zhenjiang, who was hiding behind the wall, put away his dagger.
Zhang Beichuan was also startled, before he could even press the pepper spray button in his hand.
Zhao Xueming was so frightened by the gunshot behind him that his legs went weak, and yellowish liquid flowed down his trouser leg and onto the ground.