The funeral procession was gone, Urumqi Road was lifted from traffic control and the traffic was restored. Bus No. 11 still passed by Dunhuang Gate. The electric bikes, bicycles and pedestrians were still bustling. No one cared about the once glorious club that had no longer had the glory and the doors were neglected.

Liu Kunlun came down from the rooftop and went to the rental house in the neighborhood. Brother Kang rented a house for him and his sister. In fact, he rarely lived in the office or guest room most of the time. The key was still there. He opened the door and everything was still the same. There was even half a pot of rice in the pot. It seemed that his sister still lived here and was not affected.

In the evening, the fourth sister Liu Yimeng came back. When the siblings met again, she couldn't help crying. The fourth sister choked and said that Brother Kang was gone, the boss was arrested, and almost all the people from the public relations department were arrested. The entire Dunhuang was jointly seized by the public security and industry and commerce. All of them were unemployed. Creditors and suppliers came and took away a lot of valuable things. Hongda Holdings was also blocked. Everyone was laid off and unemployed. Fortunately, they worked hard at work and were deeply appreciated by the manager. They were introduced to another hotel to continue working as waiters. The salary was much lower than before, but they could support themselves.

"When the rent expires, we have to move out. It's too expensive to live in." Liu Yimeng said. She hurried to cook, stir-fry the leftover rice with an egg and two diced ham sausages, and cooked a seaweed soup. With Laoganma's spicy sauce, it was a sumptuous dinner at one time.

While eating, the TV was broadcasting the news from Omi that the public security organs in our city recently cracked a major drug manufacturing and drug trafficking den, seized 17 tons of raw materials for drug production and 8 tons of finished products. This is the largest drug case cracked in the province in history.

As the camera turned, there was a portrait of Wei Kang on the screen, and then a scene of police officers paying tribute in silence in the funeral home. The voice-over said that during the detection process, a criminal police detective unfortunately died and sacrificed his life at the age of 28.

Liu Yimeng was eating silently, tears fell into the bowl, and Liu Kunlun couldn't eat it either. He just felt his throat tight and he couldn't cry even if he wanted to.

His brother Kang is gone, he likes to wear a suit, and his hands on his hips behind him are dead, and he dies under his own gun. Moreover, Brother Kang must have protected himself on his dying occasion and put the blame on the dead ghost Wu Gang, otherwise the police would not have acquitted him.

"Inquiry where Brother Kang's tomb is and burn some paper for him tomorrow." Liu Kunlun said.

At the same time, in the fifth floor conference room of the Public Security Bureau of Omi City, a meeting was underway. Leaders and experts from the Anti-Drug Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security came to Omi to listen to the person in charge of the case and Zhan Shusen, deputy captain of the Criminal Police Detachment, introduced the case.

The old police were sitting in the conference room, with smoke smog and the ashtrays almost overflowing. Zhan Shusen was still dressed in a unkempt windbreaker and talked happily while smoking: "The drug manufacturing factory is equipped with guns and ammunition flowing in Southeast Asia, including heavy weapons, and the Mercedes-Benz G, Toyota 1c76, and Wrangler, which has the strongest off-road performance, in terms of transportation, the plan is to rely on powerful firepower and off-road vehicles to break through forcibly, which is extremely arrogant. However, our Omi police only used a scout and an informant to clear the venue."

The experts nodded frequently and took notes.

Zhan Shusen continued: "There are a large number of drug-making raw materials found on the site. Unlike the *raw materials we generally believe that *, *, they use phenyl acetone, which uses phenyl acetone as the premise material, and chemically synthesizes * without *. This should be very rare in China. I found this in a drug-making factory."

He raised a copy of the "Fine Chemicals and Intermediates Manual" in his hand.

The experts laughed and whispered for a while. An expert with a professional and technical third-level police surveillance ejection said: "It is no exception to use phenyl acetone. This p2p method appeared in the United States in the late 1970s. At that time, the motorcycle gang used phenyl acetone to reduce and amination to make it*, called bikermeth, which is not rare in our country. Liu Zhaohua from the south is good at this."

The leader smiled and said, "It can be said that there is Liu Zhaohua in the south and Zhang Yanbin in the north. No matter how cunning these two guys are, they cannot beat the good hunters."

Zhan Shusen said: "It's a pity that Zhang Yanbin was too cunning. Before the arrest, he actually let him escape from his nose. In addition, we have paid a significant price to solve the case."

Everyone was silent.

...

The next day, as the light rain fell, it turned into snowflakes. Liu Kunlun and his brother found Wei Kang's tombstone in the cemetery of the martyrs' cemetery. This was a piece of black granite lying flat on the ground. Wei Kang's name and birth and death date were just a few strokes, making the tombstone empty and lonely.

Liu Yimeng took out a white towel and wiped the tombstone that was not dirty. Liu Kunlun took away the flowers in front of the tombstone and put them on wine and vegetables to pay homage. He lit three cigarettes, held them in his hand and bowed three times, inserted the cigarettes on the grass, and watched them burn quietly.

"Brother Kang, I will come to see you every holiday. We're leaving, you have a good rest." Liu Yimeng packed up his things and left reluctantly. Liu Kunlun never said anything. He had thousands of words, but he couldn't say it in his heart.

In the next days, Liu Kunlun would do two things, looking for his lost motorcycle and inquire about the whereabouts of his boss and colleagues.

The motorcycle was not found, but negative news about Dunhuang was everywhere. In the mouths of citizens, Dunhuang became the "Drug Emperor". It is said that Su Rongmao was the boss behind drug trafficking and drug production. Dunhuang was even an important place for him to raise gangsters and hide pornography, gambling and drugs. The police seized Dunhuang and arrested the gangsters involved in the dark, adapting to public opinion and giving the people a sigh of anger.

The Su family's villa was also sealed off. Su Qing and her aunt were missing. Liu Kunlun wandered around the city like a madman. He went back to have a meal and had a nap in the evening. He continued to stroll the next day and lost weight until the third day after the Lantern Festival, a guy in a windbreaker found him.

The man drove a black Poussan, stopped Liu Kunlun downstairs, asked him to get in the car, and showed him the ID. Liu Kunlun had no feelings for the police, and he said coldly: "What's the matter? I've explained everything I should explain." But the other party's words made him change his attitude towards confrontation.

The man said, "Wei Kang is my younger brother, you are Wei Kang's younger brother, so you are my younger brother, you go to the same place with me."

This place is the Public Security Bureau, and the people wearing windbreakers seem to be very happy. He took Liu Kunlun to fill out the form and take photos. After completing these procedures, he said: "You come to get your ID card in ten days, and from now on, you will not be a black householder."

Liu Kunlun was filled with tears in his eyes, not because he ended his career as a black householder, but because helping him solve his identity problem was Brother Kang's promise.

The man in the windbreaker is named Zhan Shusen. He has a prominent identity and is the leader of all the criminal police officers of the Omi Public Security Bureau. The captain of the detachment who has just been promoted. He is very energetic and keeps his word. Not only did he help Liu Kunlun solve the household registration problem, he also arranged a good job for him and worked as an administrator in the Jinqiao Market.

Jinqiao Market is adjacent to Jinjiang Railway Station and the long-distance bus terminal. There are three or four bus routes. The daily traffic is extremely huge. The market was originally a warehouse of the Material Bureau. Later, the company was reorganized and built into a small commodity market integrating wholesale and retail. In addition, the food vendors gathered around it have a huge passenger flow, which can be said to make money every day. Even the vendors who buy ice soybeans can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars in one summer.

The market belongs to the tertiary industry under the Materials Bureau and is collectively owned. It is also considered a public unit. There are 100 employees with a salary and bonus higher than that of ordinary units. Those who can go to work here are basically related households.

Liu Kunlun came by himself. He went to the market office to find the deputy general manager of Liu Gang, as Zhan Shusen's instructions. This is a capable man in his thirties. Although he is the vice president, he does not have his own office and works with his colleagues. He personally took Liu Kunlun to the Personnel Department to handle the induction procedures. The Personnel Department Chief still had difficulty in asking them for them, saying that Mr. Deng needed to approve the person, otherwise it would be difficult to handle. Liu Gang said hello, so he would be fine if the procedure was difficult. He went to work first and waited for Mr. Deng to come back from a business trip.

After the personnel department was released, 6 said to Liu Kunlun: "I originally arranged for you to go to the marketing management department, but the staffing there is full. You can go to the security department for two days first. I will transfer you to the job after you have the chance."

Liu Kunlun didn't care about this at all, so he naturally nodded and agreed. Following 6, he came to the security department. This was a big house near the market gate, which was filled with smoke. The security officers sat leisurely and drank tea and chatted. Seeing 6, he just nodded and smiled. 6, he smiled and greeted them, and found Section Chief Xiong, saying that this was the younger brother of the Zhan Detachment, and he would leave it to you.

Section Chief Xiong is a big man of about 1.8 meters, with a rosacea, a big red face like Guan Gong. He is wearing a black leather jacket and old-fashioned breeches and green police trousers. He keeps smoking and looks at the black and thin Liu Kunlun with a squinted voice, saying ok, let me do it here. Lao Ma, find Xiao Liu's clothes and make a condom, and go to work today.

Liu Kunlun received his security uniform, a set of old-fashioned economic police winter uniform with green and blue wool blended top and blue wool, pine branch collar, blue shield on his shoulder, and a military policeman's armband, a brown artificial leather armed belt, rubber stick and flashlight were his equipment.

Lao Ma was the master who took him, the big-sized Ma Qianli, known as the hindsight. An old guard who was in his forties was eating and waiting to die. He carried a teacup made of a canned yellow peach bottle filled with black strong tea. The veterans did not wear uniforms, nor did they carry armed belts, but they just wore their own clothes on them, a pair of blue police pants on their bottom, and a red armband on their arms to indicate their identity.

Liu Kunlun and Lao Ma were in charge of the security of the east gate of the market. Outside the gate was the railway station square, and the No. 11 bus dispatching station was across the road. Two months ago, Liu Kunlun obeyed the bus pickpockets here.

As time goes by, Liu Kunlun's sharpness is covered by sadness. In the eyes of his colleagues, he is just a dull, thin, country relative introduced by someone from the Public Security Bureau. Like hundreds of temporary workers in the big market, he only earns 600 yuan a month.

Lao Ma often is lazy and slick. Liu Kunlun is the only one in the booth. He stared blankly at the people coming and going in the square, bustling with people, watching the foreign vendors who were packing goods dragging colorful strips of cloth luggage bags in a hurry, watching fake beggars cheating money, watching couples who bid farewell to them, and seeing the various situations in the world.

As winter goes and spring comes, the girls who are visiting the big market have changed into bright spring clothes. The two of them are sitting idle in the booth. Lao Ma holds the teacup and smiles: "* is about to open again."

They were two stupid female students, surrounded by the tricycle. The tricks of the cake gang are well known to the world, but there are still fools who were deceived. The vendor cut a huge lump and offered a price of 1,500 yuan. If you don't want it, you have to take out a knife if you don't pay.

Generally speaking, those who are deceived will always pay for money and give in. Just take a lesson. Next time, they will no longer get close to the cake. But this time, the vendor cuts more knives with their knives. One thousand five is not a small amount. Moreover, they are all gangs, three or four wheeled vehicles, five or six people carry knives. The two girls didn't bring so much money. They were so scared that they were trembling, their voices were trembling, and passers-by were in a hurry, and not even many onlookers were watching.

"You're so stupid. I deserve it. Have you never taught me before? Can I touch the cake? I'll teach you a lesson this time." Lao Ma gloated and suddenly saw Liu Kunlun walk out of the booth and head over there.

"This kid won't be a hero and go to provoke the Chegao Gang." Lao Ma thought to himself. At most, he would watch the fun closer and meddle in the train station square. Liu Kunlun didn't have the courage to be brave.

Then Lao Ma saw Liu Kunlun walking straight to the tricycle that was loading the cake cut, and overturned half of the cake cut and the tricycle to the ground.
Chapter completed!