"Li Rui, tell me, what's the reason this time?"
The middle-aged policeman with a wrinkled face sat on a metal stool in the corridor of the police station, his tone more helpless.
Sitting next to him is a student-looking young man who looks to be around eighteen or nineteen years old. His face can be said to be very delicate and somewhat feminine, but for some reason, if you stare at it carefully for a while, you will always feel that There is something sharp between the eyebrows.
"Those things are very dangerous. If they are not handled properly, they can be deadly weapons."
The young man named Li Rui looked calm.
The policeman nodded unconsciously: "So, just like before, this time it is also to eliminate the danger in advance?"
"Yes, Uncle Wang, I have always believed that instead of waiting for bad things to happen, it is better to take the initiative and prevent them from happening. You know, I have an unlucky constitution and will always encounter the worst situations."
"Then you can't sneak into the senior citizen activity center in the middle of the night and remove all twelve electric fans inside! Don't talk back, the surveillance cameras will capture everything!"
Officer Wang put his hand on his forehead and looked like he had a headache. "It's already June, and those old men and women playing mahjong are so hot that they stick out their tongues."
Li Rui felt a little ashamed: "Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I'll dismantle the surveillance camera first next time."
"That's pretty much it... Bah!"
Officer Wang sighed and said earnestly: "Xiao Rui, I have watched you grow up. The unlucky constitution you mentioned has no scientific basis at all."
"Last week, he suddenly ran a red light and hit my dump truck?"
"The driver was caught drunk driving."
"Last week, three billboards fell down from upstairs as if they were aimed at me?"
"The facade is loose. That building is over 30 years old. It's normal."
"Last week..."
"Enough is enough."
Officer Wang said, "In the end, you have to deal with buying Coke and have never won another bottle, right?"
"hey-hey."
Li Rui scratched his head and said, "This is a fact."
"Okay, let me say it again. If anything happens in the future, you can come to me directly. Don't mess around on your own. It's so dangerous."
"I understand, Uncle Wang."
Li Rui knew that it was impossible to discuss the matter and come to an outcome, so he could only deal with it.
"There's still enough time. You have classes in the afternoon. Go back to school quickly."
Officer Wang waved his hand. He was very used to this kind of thing. The neighbors all knew that he was an orphan, so no matter what trouble he got into, at most he would just complain and let the community police criticize and educate him.
However, it was of no use.
For a long time, Li Rui has committed many crimes. In the last month, he climbed up to the third floor and dismantled a neighbor's glass window twice; he pulled out the valve core of the bicycle of the neighborhood guard once; he used a noose to steal a flowerpot downstairs once. , slap the stray dog Beanbao Dabi twice.
These are just the situations that have been discovered, to use an idiom to describe: the tip of the iceberg.
The neighbors in the community can only say that they love and hate Li Rui, because this young man is usually kind to others, enthusiastic, cheerful, sweet-tongued, and very energetic. The only problem is that he likes to play these pranks, so everyone also hates him. Can't get up.
However, there are some details that everyone overlooks about these little pranks.
When the neighbor on the third floor hired someone to reinstall the windows for the second time, the master accidentally discovered the deformed slide rail; when the doorman pushed his bicycle to the shop at the door to install the valve core, he found signs of brake failure; downstairs After my neighbor asked for the flowerpot back, he conveniently placed it on the balcony floor instead of the windowsill.
Stray dog Beanbag... He couldn't speak and no one knew what was going on.
Li Rui was sure that he was not lying. He really had an unlucky constitution.
If not dealt with, the disrepaired glass window and the flowerpot on the windowsill would most likely hit him on the head, and the malfunctioning bicycle would also likely crash into him, triggering a chain reaction. Of course, neighbors and doormen also suffer.
The reason why he was able to take action to solve these problems in advance was because he realized an ability during his years of struggle with Milbi's physique.
Sense of murderous intent.
When he sees something that might threaten him, his intuition will give him an early warning.
Whenever this happens, he will take action until that instinct disappears.
However, his abilities were limited. If a dump truck really hit him, even if he had a premonition, he would not be able to kill the driver first and would have to dodge by himself.
"Uncle Wang, I'm leaving then."
Li Rui stood up and walked to the door of the police station in a familiar manner.
Officer Wang stopped him: "Wait, what happened to your hand?"
The old policeman grabbed his arm and saw a vertical bruise on the back of his hand.
"I don't know. It suddenly appeared the day before yesterday. It may have been touched while playing ball."
Officer Wang looked at him suspiciously, but all he saw in his eyes was sincerity, so he nodded and did not pursue further. He knew that although this boy was unconventional, he would never get involved in group fights or anything like that.
After Li Rui left, a man in a suit and leather shoes approached from the end of the corridor.
When Officer Wang saw the person coming, he stood up suddenly and looked a little cautious: "Leader, please wait a moment. The director asked you to have a casual meal with him after he finishes the meeting."
"No need, I'm causing trouble for you."
The man in the suit was very polite and shook hands with him. Then he walked out of the police station and came to the street. Facing the traffic, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then suddenly opened his eyes and turned to He turned to the right, which was the direction Li Rui left.
As he walked over quickly, he lifted up his sleeves and took a look. He saw that there was also a "bruise" on his forearm, and the shape formed a clear number.
15.
...
The classes at the university were relatively relaxed, and in the afternoon there was another elective class to collect credits. After taking roll call, Li Rui found an opportunity to slip away and returned to his empty home.
He has become accustomed to living alone. The dual ganks of life and moldy physique have made him learn to be independent very early.
Gurgling.
The baby cabbage and tofu soup is bubbling in the pot.
This is his favorite dish, not because of the taste, but because it can supplement protein, vitamins, and is cheap.
As an orphan, his life was not rich, which is why neighbors and police were so tolerant of him.
Of course, there is no need to deliberately sell out. With the house and inheritance left by his parents, Li Rui lived healthily until he was nineteen years old. He is now in the second semester of his freshman year, and is about to go on summer vacation. He still has more than 30,000 yuan in savings, so he can do something in daily life. If you work part-time, as long as you don't be too extravagant, your life won't be too stressful.
Snap.
Turning the gas stove button back to its original position, Li Rui returned to the dining table with a small iron pot for one person, took out the rice from the rice cooker, and was about to finish the meal. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. .
"Who?"
"Open the door and check the gas meter."
"Okay, wait a moment."
Li Rui put down the bowls and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen, picked up the machete for chopping bones, rubbed the sharpening stick on both sides of the blade, and then hummed "Today is a Good Day" and approached the security door.
It is impossible for the gas company to check the gas meter during off-hours.
Moreover, there was a killing intent outside the door.
