Lao Xu picked up the mobile phone. Just when he was about to contact the outgoing team, there was a knock on the door outside the house. When he opened the door, Acheng stood outside the house seriously.
Generally speaking, Acheng mostly likes to be with Xiao Wen, Wang Qiang and others, and rarely comes to see Lao Xu. As the saying goes, he doesn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, so he probably has something to discuss with him. So Lao Xu slowly put down his mobile phone and asked aloud: "Xiao Du, what can I do for you?" "
"Brother Wang asked me to bring this to you." Acheng handed a mobile phone to Lao Xu. Then he walked to the table in the room and took out a few more from his pocket. Carton said: "And these!"
Lao Xu picked up a cardboard box and weighed it. It was quite heavy. When he opened it, he found that, as he expected, the 7.62MM lead-core bullets were neatly divided into rows. According to common sense, ammunition of this caliber generally comes in a box of 50 rounds, so there are currently 200 rounds of ammunition on the table.
There is no doubt that these ammunition must have originated from Liu Fugui's car. As if to prove that his point of view was correct, Acheng added another explanation: "Brother Wang found these things in the black car outside."
It was Lao Lin's suggestion to let Wang Zhongyu search the car, and it was done without Liu Fugui's consent.
Xu Renjie also pointed out the significance of this at that time. After all, such a sneaky action is no different from a thief.
But Lao Lin felt that since the two parties had reached an agreement to work together, they were a family in name only. Since we are a family, why should we be divided between you and me?
So Lao Lin arranged for Wang Zhongyu to directly search Liu Fugui's vehicle. Of course, his real purpose was not just to collect some useful materials.
Because of the concerns mentioned by Lao Xu in the previous conversation, Lao Lin had some grudges in his heart, so he also hoped to see if he could find some valuable information by searching his vehicle without the other party knowing it. Clues about the purpose of the other party's trip.
This effort paid off, although no directly relevant clues were found. But the harvest from this operation is still quite rich. Just these four boxes of bullets made Lao Xu grin for a long time.
"How to deal with it? Do you want to send it back to Liu Fugui?" Lao Lin teased, pretending to be serious. Lao Xu replied without thinking too much: "What a fart, these are things we are in urgent need of. It wouldn't be silly to hand them back." Well! But it’s still necessary to say hello to him. After all, we can’t do it too ugly.”
Lao Lin held back his smile and nodded. He turned to Acheng, who was still standing aside, and said, "Okay, Xiao Du, thank you for your hard work. Go and do your work."
"Oh, that Uncle Lin. Brother Wang asked me to ask, what should I do with the black car? Should it be in the parking garage or just outside?"
Lin and Xu looked at each other, and Lao Xu was the first to speak: "It's snowing too much today, and it's too troublesome to fiddle with the fence in the courtyard. I think it's better to wait until the weather clears up. What do you think? Lao Lin?"
Lin Junfu thought about it. With such heavy snow, it is really inconvenient to do things: "Okay, let's just listen outside. Xiao Du. Then I have to trouble you to notify you!"
"Okay, Uncle Xu, Uncle Liu, I'll go first."
Watching Acheng leave the house, Lao Xu Shun picked up a box of ammunition on the table and said to Lin Junfu: "Although these things are good, they cannot be used indiscriminately. In this world, zombies will be attracted if something goes wrong, so they still serve as a warning." It’s bigger than reality.”
Lao Lin nodded: "Yes, but it's better to have something than nothing. It's really not very useful against zombies, but it's still valuable to intimidate survivors with bad intentions."
"It's useless for us to keep this thing. I'll give it back to Liu Fugui after I see it, so as to be a favor." Old Xu put the watch that Lu Gang had found from the car on the table. Lin Junfu took it, put it in his hand and considered it carefully: "It depends on the situation. If he doesn't mention this, we will leave it for a while, keep it turned on, and don't adjust the frequency."
"You mean to monitor this mobile phone?"
"Yeah. Try your luck and see if you can get any unexpected results."
Lao Xu didn't have any hope for this. He believed that with Liu Fugui, an old fox's style of dealing with things, it would be impossible for him to leave such an important thing in the car without asking for it for so long.
So if the above incident occurs, there are only two possibilities.
One is that the other party has an ulterior motive, which is to take advantage of people's snooping mentality and trick you into making wrong judgments based on the false information provided by the mobile phone.
The other is that there is nothing to hide at all, so it doesn't matter whether there is a hand platform or not.
But there is no harm in just having a mobile phone installed, it can also be used as a communication tool when necessary. Why not do it.
"Okay, let's contact Lao Zhao quickly. We still need to explain the relevant matters to them."
Wang Qiang was disturbed by the heavy snow all day long and felt restless and depressed.
Thanks to Tang Xiaoquan's teasing from time to time, otherwise, if he stayed in front of the window in a daze like that, he would sooner or later get into trouble.
The renovations in the house were basically completed, and Lao Zhao was enjoying his leisure time all day long, sitting cross-legged on the bed alone to relax, but as time went by he became bored.
Especially affected by Wang Qiang's mood, the atmosphere in the whole room seemed unpopular.
Not ten minutes ago, when Old Zhao saw that the sky was getting dark, he simply ran to the kitchen to prepare dinner for everyone. As the saying goes, he had food on hand and didn’t panic. He guarded the half bag of rice and canned food in the room. Decided to cook a big meal for the two kings of Tang Dynasty.
It would be a pleasure to eat hot pot in such a cold weather, and what Lao Zhao is making is spicy and delicious beef pot.
Mix all the seasonings one by one and place them on the case. All that's left is to pour the canned beef into the boiling water that has been boiled in advance.
"Quanzi, bring over two cans of soy sauce beef from your backpack, and a bag of sweet potato vermicelli we got back the day before yesterday."
Tang Xiaoquan, who was hanging his head and doing nothing, heard the call from Old Zhao in the back room and immediately responded: "Okay, Uncle Cao!"
After rummaging through his backpack to find the ingredients he needed, Tang Xiaoquan ran to the kitchen, put the things on the chopping board, and said with a playful smile: "Uncle Zhao, what do you want to make delicious?"
Zhao Yunhai twisted his body and moved his arms to block the other party's sight and said: "Haha, this is a secret that must not be leaked."
Looking at the semi-immortal-looking Lao Zhao, Tang Xiaoquan clasped his hands and said, "Everything you want is on the chopping board. In order not to disturb your work, I left first..."
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..." Drinking a Beijing accent, Tang Xiaoquan exited the room with some tricks. When he returned to the living room, he saw Wang Qiang still sitting in front of the window looking out. He shook his head helplessly and cleared his throat intentionally. He started singing: "Yesterday was like the water flowing in the east. It can't stay when it goes far away from me. Today it disturbs my heart and makes me worry. Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more. I raise a cup to relieve my sorrow and my sorrow will become more sorrowful. The breeze of the Ming Dynasty will drift everywhere." While singing On this occasion, he kept wandering in front of the hall. The latter was already upset, and being treated like this made him even more anxious.
Wang Qiang waved his hand and yelled angrily: "I asked you, can you give me some time to calm down and let me be quiet? Can you do it? That old dumb voice with a tone-deaf voice is still howling like a ghost! You are Don’t you think you are anxious because you haven’t seen any zombies in the past two days, and you plan to recruit one or two zombies to have fun?” (To be continued.)
