It is said that people are more timid when they are close to their hometown, and Long Xiaotian is no exception.

It's just that his cowardice is not due to homesickness, but a guilty conscience.

When Long Xiaotian stepped onto the smooth stone pavement in front of his house, he also looked back at the small mountain village where he had lived for more than ten years. At this time, he was very afraid that someone would come to his house and greet him.

When an official of his age came home to visit his mother, it was inevitable that he would have to run around to tell everyone.

Fortunately, this small mountain village hanging at the foot of Xiufeng Mountain originally had only about 30 households, and they were scattered on the hillside and flat areas. In recent years, young people with a little more flexible minds have followed Zhang Dashuai out of the mountains, and many of them have become powerful and powerful.

There are almost no young people in the village. Most of them are elderly people over the age of 60 or 70 who stay in this mountain den for a long time. We can no longer see the happy children living in the mountain villa, playing with bamboo horses and supporting the elderly and the young.

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If it weren't for the wife's life-and-death refusal to live in the city, this stone courtyard might have ceased to exist.

When he stepped onto the stone steps of his house, Long Xiaotian's anxious heart felt somewhat at ease.

It was just dawn and the door was open.

For decades, my wife always tidied up everything inside and outside the house and in the front yard early every morning, and she never missed a day.

As we get older, we sleep less and wake up earlier.

When Long Xiaotian came in, his wife was bending over and sweeping the yard.

It can be seen that the wife's body is still strong, but the years have left traces, and her hair has become as white as snow.

Long Xiaotian was a little bitter, like a child who had done something wrong outside and came home to seek shelter, so he tremblingly called out: "Mother!"

"Hey, is it Xiaotian?" The master's wife straightened up, turned around in shock, and said, "Why are you back so early in the morning? Are you alone? Where is the commander-in-chief?"

"Well!" Long Xiaotian didn't want his wife to ask the reason, so he helped the old man into the house and said: "I came to the county for a meeting and went home early to take a look. The commander-in-chief is busy with school affairs in the city.

Don’t worry.”

While his wife stood up to pour water, Long Xiaotian reached out on tiptoes and put the bundle of money tucked under his left hand on the bedside. He had to watch his wife's words and expressions to see that his wife's face was gentle and smooth before he dared to mention the money.

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While passing the tea cup, the mistress nagged: "Xiao Tian, ​​after you and the Marshal left during the Chinese New Year, my eyelids kept popping, fearing that something would happen."

Long Xiaotian choked with sobs and said: "Mom, your son is the police chief, and the commander is also the principal of a martial arts school. What can happen? He just can't help himself and can't come back to see mom often."

When Long Xiaotian said this, the reasonable teacher's wife said: "If you don't feel comfortable being an errand, don't be an errand if you feel comfortable. This has been true since ancient times. As long as you and the commander are on good terms, mother will be relieved."

Long Xiaotian's heart was as sharp as a knife when he heard his wife mentioning the commander. He didn't dare to say too much, for fear of hurting his feelings and for fear of spilling the beans, so he said: "Mom, the commander and I are planning to expand the military base."

The school may be busy for a while."

The mistress flipped her gray hair and said, "It's okay. You and the Marshal should be busy. Mom can take care of herself. Just remember to come back and see Mom when you have time. Mom is eighty years old this year, so I don't need to see her more than once."

What Long Xiaotian was most afraid of was his mistress being such a nagging person. As long as she saw him and the commander, she would hold hands and nag endlessly.

Long Xiaotian had no idea when he would see his master's mother again, so he could only coax him and said: "Mom, I have discussed it with the commander, and when summer comes, I will take the brothers from Longhu Fist home with me.

, I wish you a lively 80th birthday."

The teacher's wife was happy, and the fine wrinkles on her kind face smiled brightly with love.

While his wife was happy, Long Xiaotian quickly took out the bundle of 100,000 yuan bills from the bedside, handed it to his wife and said: "Mom, I have official duties and I have to go back quickly. The child is unfilial and cannot serve my mother at her bedside.

, I’ll leave this money for you, the old man. I have an urgent matter and ask the folks to help me. Don’t be too frugal about where the money should be spent.”

The wife, who was originally happy, weighed the heavy bundle of bills in her hands, and then her expression suddenly changed: "Xiao Tian, ​​please tell me clearly, how much is this? Is this the right way? Mom?"

I told you and the commander-in-chief when I was young, no matter how hard and poor you are, you must be worthy of your conscience. You have to be aware of God and be greedy enough to cause disaster!"

Long Xiaotian comforted him and said, "Mom, don't worry, the commander and I don't dare to mess around. All this money was earned by him and me through hard work."

The mistress put a bundle of money into Long Xiaotian's palm and said, "Mom, I'm worried! I'm already half dead, so what's the use of all this money? I just want you and Dashuai to be well."

, you can live to be a hundred years old in a down-to-earth manner!”

Long Xiaotian knew his wife's temper, and no one could defeat her decision. He had no choice but to excuse himself and say he wanted to drink water. While his wife was pouring tea, he secretly hid the money under the bed, and then took it from his wife with both hands.

He drank the tea cup he was handed to him, got up and went out.

As usual, the teacher's wife sent Long Xiaotian to the door, stood on the stone steps, and watched him get into the car.

At this time, an old crow with a white neck and black wings whirled on Long Xiaotian's head, then made several strange "croaking" sounds and fluttered its wings away.

The teacher's wife changed her face in astonishment, put her hands on her forehead, and looked up at the sky.

But the blue sky was clear, and only the crow with its weird cries turned into smaller and smaller black dots.

Long Xiaotian felt a sense of desolation and horror in his heart.

The car drove not far from the house. Long Xiaotian stopped the car and turned back to look at the door of the house. His wife's thin figure was still standing in the breeze.

Long Xiaotian jumped out of the car, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, turned around, jumped into the Wrangler, and left without looking back.

The sky is getting brighter and clouds are lingering. As we get closer to the foot of the mountain, the haze in the air becomes thicker. With the headlights on, the visibility is only about ten meters.

Long Xiaotian drove the Wrangler roaring down the mountain, turned a sharp corner, and was about to enter the service road of the highway. Only then did he see clearly that there were roadblocks on the road and several police cars parked beside it. When he wanted to turn around and escape, he

A Lingyunzhi and a walking tractor rushed down another mountain road and stopped behind the Wrangler.

After running around all night, Chu Tianshu and Leng Xue led Huang Tianbao and others from Longyang Lake to Xiufeng Mountain on the winding road to the foot of the mountain, which happened to block Long Xiaotian's retreat.

Long Xiaotian regretted it endlessly. He paid a heavy price for his impulse to go home to visit his mother. If it hadn't been delayed for several hours going up and down the mountain, he would have flown far away by now. Now it seems that he may have no chance of escaping.

Hao Jiancheng came out of the Qingyuan Hotel and immediately deployed an arrest operation. He first used the mobile phone positioning system to lock the location of Long Xiaotian's mobile phone, and checked the surveillance video of Jiangbei Toll Station during the call period to identify the vehicles passing through the expressway toll gate.

Among them, only one Wrangler is the most suspicious.

Looking back further, Hao Jiancheng discovered that this Wrangler first appeared at the Longhu Martial Arts School. He therefore determined that this was the vehicle in which Long Xiaotian fled, and immediately led the criminal investigation detachment to track it down, and found it at the Qingbei Toll Station.

Suddenly, the Wrangler exited the toll station and entered the road leading to Xiufeng Mountain.

Hao Jiancheng immediately understood that Long Xiaotian could not let go of the kindness of raising him and went home to visit his mother. In this case, Long Xiaotian was not alert yet and would definitely return, so he walked at the throat leading to the highway intersection at the foot of Xiufeng Mountain.

They set up roadblocks and waited for Long Xiaotian to throw himself into the trap.

"Don't even move." Hao Jiancheng shouted and pointed his gun at the Wrangler.

Tong Danyuan held a gun and stood tall behind Hao Jiancheng. He raised the police flashlight and pierced Long Xiaotian's face with the bright white lamppost.

A dozen heavily armed police officers jumped out of the police car and quickly surrounded the Wrangler. Several of them pointed guns at Ling Yunzhi and the people on the tractor, shouting "Don't move" one after another.

Chu Tianshu and Leng Xue got out of Ling Yunzhi's car with their hands raised, signaling Huang Tianbao and others sitting on the walking tractor not to move.

Tong Danyuan was shocked when he saw Chu Tianshu and Leng Xue. He walked over and briefly exchanged a few words with Chu Tianshu to find out that they were not Long Xiaotian's accomplices. Then he turned around and attached himself to Hao Jiancheng.

The situation was explained in his ear.

Hao Jiancheng nodded, and still asked several police officers to remain vigilant about Chu Tianshu and others. Then he approached the Wrangler and stopped about two meters away. His eyes only touched Long Xiaotian, and then he moved away.

It felt like I was staring into the eyes of a wolf that had fallen into a trap.

Long Xiaotian's eyes were filled with flaming resentment, anger and unwillingness.

Hao Jiancheng's breathing became heavy.

Under the illumination of the headlights, the Wrangler is as bright as day.

Hao Jiancheng shouted in a low voice: "Hold your head with your hands and get out of the car."

The burly Long Xiaotian bowed down and got out of the car with a dejected expression. However, he did not obey Hao Jiancheng's instructions and put his head in his hands. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and tried his best to maintain the authority of the director in front of his former subordinates.

Tong Danyuan's flashlight pierced his eyes, forcing him to close his eyes.

Four police officers approached with pistols raised as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Long Xiaotian suddenly opened his eyes that had been closed, stared at Hao Jiancheng sharply, and asked coldly: "Director Hao, what do you mean?"

Amid the siege, the roar of dragons and the might of tigers are still there.

The four policemen stopped approaching.

"I'm sorry, Director Long." Hao Jiancheng said, "I was ordered to come here to ask you to go back. I have no other intention."

"Haha, Hao Jiancheng, considering that you have flattered me for many years, I will give you this opportunity to be rewarded for your meritorious service." Long Xiaotian slowly stretched out his hands, put them together, and said: "Old Hao, come on.

, don’t make the brothers trouble."

Hao Jiancheng was stunned, would Long Xiaotian be so obedient and just surrender?

Long Xiaotian saw Hao Jiancheng's hesitation and sneered: "Humph, Old Hao, are you scared?"

Being provoked by Long Xiaotian, Hao Jiancheng had no way out.

In front of so many police officers, if he didn't dare to step forward and put handcuffs on Long Xiaotian, even if he became the director in the future, it would be difficult to convince the public. What's more, Hao Jiancheng is an official chameleon, and he will not give up so easily.
Chapter completed!