Director Zhang of the neighborhood committee was a kind-hearted person. Seeing Comrade Ma from the police station, he was young and handsome, handsome, and a formal public security cadre, he couldn't help but become a matchmaker. He forced Ma Guoqing's police uniform sleeve and shouted loudly: "Comrade Xiao Ma, don't panic. Auntie asks you something, has your personal problem been solved?"

Ma Guoqing blushed. He had just graduated from the public security cadre school and was still in his internship. He was trying to make a contribution. He had no intention of finding a partner. He quickly refused: "Thank you, Director Zhang. I am not in a hurry to find a job. I am too busy with work."

Director Zhang said: "Only by starting a family can you start a career. How can you not find a partner? My niece..."

When Ma Guoqing heard this, he was scared. Director Zhang was big and thick, with a fat face. He was like a man in men's clothing. How strong could her niece be?

"Director Zhang, I'm in a hurry to handle the case. Let's talk about it next time." Ma Guoqing hurriedly escaped, ran out of the neighborhood committee, pushed up his permanent 28 weighted bicycle, jumped up and left, and heard Director Zhang shouting behind him: "Xiaoma, my niece looks the same as Liu Xiaoqing."

"What Liu Xiaoqing, I don't care about it." Ma Guoqing thought to himself that his dream lover should be the style of Gong Xue in "Under the Bridge", gentle and beautiful, quiet and calm, and an absolute good wife and mother.

Xiaoma Public Security pedaled all the way, and heaviered the permanent bicycle and ran towards the vehicle management office like flying. He wanted to investigate the silver-gray crown car, and first of all, he had to check the license plate number.

The Vehicle Management Office is a unit under the Traffic Police Detachment of the Jinjiang Public Security Bureau. The public security system collectively changed into 83-style police uniforms. The traffic police are on duty on the street, so they are given priority to dress up. They have already put on new white uniforms with epaulettes and red sleeves. Ma Guoqing is still an old-fashioned police uniform with white and blue on the top. He found Zhu Huabiao, a classmate who works in the Vehicle Management Office, and asked him for help.

After hearing the old classmate's purpose, Zhu Huabiao frowned and said, "This is not easy to deal with. There are thousands of motor vehicles in Oripe City, one by one, and I can't find it tomorrow."

Ma Guoqing said that the old classmate would help you, and I will treat you to a meal afterwards.

Zhu Huabiao laughed: "I'm teasing you. Our car management office is doing this. Let's find my master, and he has everything in his mind."

After entering the industry, young policemen have to learn from their masters. Zhu Huabiao's master is an old car manager in his fifties. He answered without hesitation: "The year before yesterday, our province imported a batch of Japanese cars, most of which were allocated to provincial party committees and foreign-related units. The license plate number you mentioned does not belong to the agency unit, but is under the name of the Provincial Tourism Corporation."

Ma Guoqing admired him so much that he was impressed. There is now a high-tech thing called computers abroad, which is said to be able to replace the human brain. The master's brain is a living computer!

The next stop is the Provincial Tourism Corporation. Ma Guoqing found the security department to understand the situation. After checking his work permit, the security officer told him that the Crown No. 4837 had a malfunction a month ago and was still in the repair shop. Because the accessories were to be imported from Japan, it was not repaired for the time being.

Ma Guoqing rushed to the auto repair shop again on his bicycle. Sure enough, he saw the silver crown sedan with license plate number Jiangdong 014837. The square head and square brains of Japanese imported car parked under the shed, the hood was lifted, and the machine was roaring.

"Isn't it broken? How can I still start?" Ma Guoqing asked the workers in the factory.

"It's broken, the steering shaft is broken, the engine is fine, I'm afraid the battery will lose power when I start it," the worker explained.

Ma Guoqing asked: "Has anyone touched this car?"

The worker said: "How can I drive the direction I can't turn? I have never moved my nest since I was dragged."

Ma Guoqing thought something, walked around the car a few times, and left.

He is a top student in the Public Security Cadre School. He scored 95 points in the reconnaissance exam. The wheels of the crown car had fresh soil. He must have just returned from outside and started it deliberately to cover up the fact that the engine was still heating up. There must be problems here.

The Crown Car is the most critical clue to master at present. Ma Guoqing decided not to alert the enemy, and to take the stupidest and most effective method to keep a guard!

In order to arrest criminals, the public security personnel sometimes waited for several days or even weeks. It was very difficult and boring, which was a great test of willpower. However, it was not difficult for Ma Guoqing. During his internship, he was ambushed in the weeds next to the construction site for three days and three nights, and was bitten by mosquitoes and covered with red envelopes. Of course, the hard work was not in vain, and he finally caught the thief who stole steel bars.

Ma Guoqing left the repair shop and walked around nearby. He found a dry ditch on the road that he had to pass to leave the factory. There were some shrubs planted on the edge of the ditch, and people could not see it. He made his bicycle very good, squatted in the ditch, and started, waiting while smoking.

...

Baiyun Building, Guan Lu has been in the bathroom for an hour. The conditions for foreign-related hotels are good. There are large bathtubs and bubble baths, bee shampoo and Meijia Cleansing Hand Cream, and snow-white cotton bath towels. Through the window, you can overlook the Anjiang city view of the 1980s. The Huai River in the distance is like a shiny streamer hovering on the vast earth.

Before Liu Yanzhi could wait for Guan Lu, he took the little kid to explore yesterday's driving route. He had a strong memory. He could calculate clearly wherever he turned and according to the speed of the vehicle, he finally found the No. 5 Freight Terminal on the banks of the Huai River. This was an important port for inland shipping. Coal, yellow sand, grain and other bulk cargoes were distributed here, and there was also a small number of container business. The port area was blocked by a wall, and the guard checked the incoming and out of the vehicles and personnel, but could not enter without a certificate.

The mere wall naturally couldn't stop Liu Yanzhi. He took a few steps back and kicked his feet twice on the wall. His hands reached the edge of the wall, and he sat on the top of the wall with both hands.

The little devil was stunned. This is the skill of Swallow Li San, flying over the eaves and walking on the walls!

Liu Yanzhi could easily climb over a wall of more than three meters high, and the little ghost was not capable of this. However, others were light and followed suit. They accelerated and helped him to run. Liu Yanzhi took the opportunity to pull him up, and the little ghost sat on the wall like a cloud of fog.

The two jumped off the wall and wandered around the port area. Pier No. 5 covers a vast area, with coal and yellow sand piled up in the open air everywhere. A long string of cement ships parked on the river surface, with weeds growing on the shore. Under the huge port machinery, trucks came and went, and freighters were parked on the river surface, and the whistle was roaring, which looked like a prosperous scene in the early days of reform and opening up.

Liu Yanzhi went around the port area and found the tomb robbers' den, because the warehouses here all looked similar, but the sixth sense told him that this was Wu Si's nest and was about to leave. Suddenly he stopped. The familiar clips of Hong Kong police and gangster movies from the early 1990s came to his mind. In the final battle, the decisive battle was always held in the port. Good people showed their power and bad people were in trouble. Why not take a plan and catch them all in one go.

After making up his mind, Liu Yanzhi took the little devil back to the city. Before leaving, he took the pass from a truck and took away. He wanted to prepare some weapons that were handy. Time flies, and it was too late to get a gun. It was not suitable for cold weapons with too long size. The two of them came to a hardware grocery store. Liu Yanzhi lay in front of the counter for a long time, pointed to the five-inch steel nails and said, "Give me a hundred."

The salesperson issued a order, clamped it with a clip and hung it on an iron wire on the roof. He pushed it hard and flew to the cashier with the clip of the document. Liu Yan went straight to pay the bill, and came back and took a pack of heavy steel nails and went back. On the way, he bought a bundle of plastic ropes in a small shop.

When he returned to Baiyun Building, Guan Lu was not here, so he probably went to match her parents' marriage again.

Liu Yanzhi personally conducted a demonstration, dismantling the plastic rope into strips of plastic wires, tied behind the five-inch steel nails, a soft and puffy hand played the role of stabilizing the wings. He hid the steel nails in the palm of his hand, raised his hand, and the sound of breaking through the air, and saw that the steel nails were deeply stuck on the wooden door of the room, leaving only a bunch of plastic wires outside.

The little ghost was shocked again. This flying knife, no, the flying nail kung fu is too strong. If you learn this trick, what else can you be afraid of when you walk in the world?

"Master, teach me." The little ghost begged for a long time.

Liu Yanzhi said: "Have I taught you that the martial arts in the world are only fast and not broken. The skill of hidden weapons is also a matter of speed. If the speed is fast, the steel plate can be pierced through."

The little ghost said: "Don't hidden weapons pay attention to accuracy?"

Liu Yanzhi coughed twice awkwardly and argued: "Speed ​​is as important as accurate as your head, and you must practice it."

The little ghost nodded intently, but the master said this and there was nothing else. He just asked him to wrap the remaining steel nails around his tail as he did.

...

Guan Lu was so delicious that she came to the gate of the electronics factory. When her father got off work, at noon, the gate of the electronics factory opened. A large number of workers pushed their bicycles out of the factory. The little Guan, dressed in a white shirt, stood out as eye-catching as a crane. Guan Lu stood on tiptoe and waved: "I'm here."

The coworkers looked at each other, Xiao Guan blushed and came up and whispered: "Why are you here?"

"Why, it's not welcome?" Guan Lu said angrily.

"Welcome." Xiao Guan scratched his head, looking very embarrassed.

"I want to eat jelly." Guan Lu said, pouting with her hands behind her back, acting cute and cute. Xiao Guan was almost suffocating and said hurriedly: "Okay, there is a stall selling jelly in front."

There is a jelly stall outside the electronics factory. Guan Lu often came to eat when she was a child. At that time, she was only four or five years old and went to school in the kindergarten of the Light Industry Bureau. When her father picked her up, she would go to eat a bowl of jelly, and ate it from kindergarten to middle school.

At the jelly stall, Guan Lu sat on the stool and stretched out her hand: "Where is the love letter? A poem written to me."

Xiao Guan was in a hurry and took out a folded letter from his bag, and handed it over with red face.

Guan Lu opened it and looked at it. Sure enough, she had the true look of Wang Guo, and nodded: "Not bad."

Xiao Guan felt relieved: "It's good that you like it."

After eating jelly, Guan Lu got up and was about to leave. Suddenly she remembered something and said, "Let's go to the park to row on Sunday."

"Okay." Xiao Guan nodded like pounding garlic.

"By bye." Guan Lu ran away, and Xiao Guan was disappointed and stared at her back in a daze.

Guan Lu ran to the post office, bought envelope stamps, imitated his father's handwriting and wrote "I look forward to meeting you at the park gate at 3:00 on Sunday afternoon", then stuffed it into the envelope, wrote my mother's address and name in the receiving post column, posted an eight cent stamp, and put the letter into the mailbox of the local port.

After doing all this, she ran to the park to row, recalling many childhood events, and thinking that her parents' marriage was matched by herself, she couldn't help but laugh.

In the evening, Guan Lu returned to Baiyun Building and had dinner with Liu Yanzhi in the rotating restaurant on the top floor. The two discussed the current top priority and felt it was necessary to save cultural relics for the country.

Below the rotating restaurant is the lights of Wanjia in Omi City. Guan Lu held the wine glass and thoughtfully asked Liu Yanzhi: "Do you think there is a chicken or an egg first?"

Liu Yanzhi lowered his head and sucked the pasta without any problem. Dr. Guan often had a lot of imagination and couldn't keep up with her wild ideas.

After dinner, I went back to my room to watch TV. The four-star foreign-related hotel rooms were equipped with 17-inch imported color TVs. The young teacher Zhao Zhongxiang was broadcasting news about the leaders of the Party and the country seriously. He was full of reform and opening up, emancipating the mind, seeking truth from facts, Shenzhen Special Zone, since the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee...

Guan Lu yawned: "It's boring, I'm going to sleep."

Liu Yan looked straight at the bed, then looked at Dr. Guan.

Guan Lu's face flushed instantly and she said seriously: "Don't even think about it, the sofa is there."
Chapter completed!