(The time, place, characters, and events in this story are all fictitious, please do not take them for granted.)
Chapter 28 There is an invisible image.
In the shooting training range, wherever the banging sound was heard, applause rose. The one holding the gun was Chen Shihuan, and the one applauding happily was Jian Fan. Today, I finally saw the master's true skill. There were several gun holes embedded in each of the three fixed targets, all of which were ten rings without exception. A distance of more than ten meters is really child's play for this master. Jian Fan applauded sincerely, with envy in his eyes. He would never be able to produce such a steady and majestic style of play.
Chen Shihuan put down his gun and motioned for Jian Fan to come up with a smile. Qin Gaofeng stood at the bottom of the field, waving his hand and calling Chen Shihuan. It seems that the two of them are here to compare Jian Fan's results during this period.
"Jian Fan, if you practice moving targets or fixed targets for ten more years, you won't be able to beat your master." Qin Gaofeng shouted with a smile. A problem that is pleasing to the eye is a taboo in shooting, just like a person's innate shortcomings, which cannot be overcome at all.
Jian Fan responded with a smile, stood in front of the stage and began to adjust the speed and direction of the target's movement. Chen Shihuan and Qin Gaofeng stood together and said with a smile: "Captain Qin, even if you fight for ten more years, you can't beat me. When the Armed Police Corps was first established, I was in the first term. At that time, there was an abundant supply of bullets. There were four or five broken Bayi bars, and the accurate points were all fed by bullets. This condition is not available now."
Qin Gaofeng rolled his eyes at Chen Shihuan, and shouted loudly: "Jian Fan , Did you hear that your outdated master is still looking down on you? Show him your skills and knock down his arrogance. "
The three of them were just playing, and Jian Fan was really playing. He knew that despite this, he was really a child compared to the master who had been involved in firearms for more than ten years. He turned around and smiled, turned around and fired the gun, and the gun made a sound... Chen Shihuan's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes widened. Anyone else shoot like this?
I saw that before the apprentice's hand was stretched out, the gunshot started. The moving target moved up and down at a non-uniform speed. There was only a burst of gunfire. The young apprentice Jian Fan seemed to be showing off.
The gun stopped and Jian Fan turned around with a smile. Qin Gaofeng was happy and clapped his hands. Looking back, Chen Shihuan was so shocked that his eyes were even bigger than the ten rings on the target. He only knew that Jian Fan often came to the training ground to play, but he didn't know how he got into such a weird posture and shooting technique, and the results were acceptable. Thinking about the movements just now, which were like monkey tricks, he couldn't help laughing. Several moves were so smooth and fancy that if he had tried to do it from scratch, he would have been frightened by him. But in the eyes of experts, this is obviously a child playing tricks and fooling around without knowing the meaning.
Jian Fan thought that his performance had shocked his master, but now he was a little more confident. Qin Gaofeng had arranged a row of magazines early in the morning, but Jian Fan turned around and remained the same, shooting like a meteor chasing the moon. All kinds of strange things made Chen Shihuan, who has been shooting for more than ten years, even more dumbfounded. It's not that he thought this shooting method was very brave, it was just too unsightly. It was like setting up a street vendor on the street and shooting balloons for 50 cents. You don't care whether you hit or not. The key is to shoot happily and have fun.
Chen Shihuan was extremely surprised, and then he came back to his senses and asked: "Captain, this... what kind of singing is this?"
Qin Gaofeng looked at it proudly, and replied with a smile: "Shooting? Never seen it before, right? He has poured four thousand rounds of bullets here, and even the stupidest bird can learn to fly. Moreover, he has surpassed the influence of his own state of mind, and his results are becoming more and more stable. "Just... can he fly?" Chen Shihuan asked ridiculously.
"What's wrong?" Qin Gaofeng said.
Chen Shihuan simply told the truth: "Haha... Captain, with this posture, this style of play, and this result, it would make people laugh.Haha... If you teach me this way, even a piece of material will be turned into a waste product by you. "
" What if it's not a piece of material? Qin Gaofeng asked nonchalantly.
Chen Shihuan sighed: "Then it will become garbage." Don't say that I don't speak nicely. Who dares to let him shoot like this when I'm out in the field? Playing a game and not even having the basics of standardized movements? What did you ask him to do? It's fast enough to draw a gun, but it would be a bit gimmicky for a gunfight movie. "
Qin Gaofeng lowered his voice and said: "Even garbage has its uses...Chen Shihuan, don't talk nonsense to me. You are not here to undermine his self-confidence. Please encourage him more in a while and teach him how to synchronize the speed of the gun with the crosshair. He has good stability and psychological quality, but now he is shooting randomly. Please help correct the big and small problems... Don't say anything depressing. He can come out of the psychological shadow of the last incident and maintain a stable mood. This child is not easy. He has not been broken for half a year except when he goes home for vacation. I think he is at least better than you. Look at you, the sharpshooter back then. The best of your teammates now is probably the deputy captain, right? But look what kind of virtue you have become?
Chen Shihuan was a bit shy. His face was neither red nor black, but he felt a little embarrassed. He smiled and said: "Haha... good, better than me... Haha, Captain Qin, don't always make trouble with me." If you keep doing this, I can apply to be transferred from the first team. "
The two of them lowered their voices and talked in a cryptic way. After a while, Jian Fan finished the game and his score was just okay. At least he didn't miss the target. Chen Shihuan took a cursory look and was a little surprised. At least he allowed himself to use this nondescript style of play. It is probably good to reach this level. It's really hard for Captain Qin. How did he come up with this method and train him so well?
With the help of the captain, Chen Shihuan had no choice but to praise Jian Fan and correct a few obvious mistakes. While correcting, he looked at Jian Fan who was very interested and felt a little pity. He knew in his heart that this kid probably thought this gun was the gun. As for toys, you can play with them however you want. The three of them competed with each other again and played for more than half an hour before getting up and leaving.
drove Master Chen home all the way, driving smoothly on the streets of Ohara. After the daily shooting, the excitement that was aroused by the gunfire at the beginning was no longer there. Instead, there was an inexplicable tranquility. His heart was as peaceful as a stream of autumn water, just like every time when the knife is put on the plate and a delicacy is prepared, the comfort and satisfaction in it are enough to make a person intoxicated.
Chen Shihuan was obsessed with hitting the target, but what Jian Fan was enjoying now was the shooting process. For the occasional kind reminder from the master, Jian Fan didn't care. Ever since he was a child, he didn't feel that his qualifications were any better than others. When he was learning to write, he often wrote with missing strokes and a slap on the back of his head from his mother. When he was learning to hold a knife to chop vegetables, he often cut off the middle finger and index finger of his left hand. If he cut it, he didn't dare to tell his father for fear of embarrassment. He also learned more slowly, and even now as an adult, he doesn't know how to do it. I have never had high hopes for a life destined to be mediocre and submerged among all living beings, especially for shooting. Perhaps just like Qin Gaofeng encouraged him to learn it, just two words: fun!
Master Chen’s home is behind the Workers’ Stadium, at the entrance of the alley , Jian Fan was about to drive away, and was a little stunned. Not far away, he could see the Second Ring Road intersection, and a few kilometers further ahead was Jiuding. By the way, Jiuding.
Regardless of whether he has good intentions or evil intentions, this place is not easy to forget for Jian Fan. Looking at the time, it is still early, and the stall is opened at seven o'clock in the evening. Jian Fan drove the car onto the Second Ring Road by mistake, and the things that happened in the morning are still lingering on his mind. In his mind, everything came to mind as soon as he was free. The changes in Zhang Kai, Qī.By the way, there was Liu Xiangshun, 200,000, not too much, not too much. At least I had never seen that much money. I knew that Xiangxiang had been smart since she was a child, but I didn't expect that Xiangxiang could be so smart, so she quietly took away 200,000.
Alas! Jian Fan sighed, so what if he knew about this? Apart from this beating, the two of them had never been in charge of each other. If you were short of money, it was understandable to rob Jiudingli and ask for 200,000 yuan, then why did she? Is there still a shortage of people?
It seems that the reason for this has become so pale. Even if the reason is clear, she can find a hundred reasons to prove that the two people are not suitable to be together. She can find a hundred flaws in Jian Fan to prove that she is not wrong. Even if this matter was brought to an own end and put in front of both parents, Jian Fan could even conclude that he was the one who was being scolded and criticized.
Let the past pass, perhaps, just like the bullet fired from the muzzle, even if you know that the crosshair is lost and it is shot at the wrong position, it is still irreversible.
is irreversible, so what’s the point of forcing it?
Thinking all the way, he arrived at this familiar place after a while. However, when he arrived at Jiuding, Jian Fan was so shocked that he didn't even dare to step on the brakes and drove forward at a constant speed. This place has changed, it’s not like Jiuding before. There were only a few cars in the huge parking lot. There seemed to be a bunch of people sitting on the steps, holding white banners.
is broken, something big has happened... Jian Fan thought to himself, and instantly thought of possible group incidents. Further on, like onlookers passing by, there were twenty or thirty people sitting on the steps. On the banner were the words "Severely punish Jiang Jiuding and compensate me for my hard-earned money." There were words such as losses and severe punishment of liars. I couldn't see the specific situation from the curb, but it looked like there were a lot of people. There were no waiters or guests coming in and out of the hall. The side door was also closed. Occasionally, a security guard flashed past, but he hid from a distance.
Could it be that they are offline sellers who have collectively come to seek justice?
Jian Fan felt a shiver in his heart. This seemed to be the most reasonable explanation. He had thought about countless possible situations, but he was still a little frightened by such a sudden incident. Jian Fan knew a little about the management of restaurants and hotels. Jian Fan could tell at a glance that if he did this and so many people gathered at the door, whether the problem was solved or not, Jiuding's business would suffer a huge loss.
Feeling nervous, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and found Qiu Gang's number. This place was under the jurisdiction of the Xinghualing Branch. The call was connected as soon as he dialed it. When he asked Qiu Gang, he was more gloating than himself and said: "Oh, you are really in a team of cultivators. You don't know about such a big thing? Jiang Jiu?" Ding defrauded his downlines worth millions, and those who were deceived were stuck at the door every day, asking for compensation. A few days ago, they were blocked at our police station. Our director simply sent them to the Jiuding gate to make trouble... You ask him? Is that okay? Several groups of meat sellers came, and they took turns. Jiuding smashed his car in traffic and beat him up. Now he is lying in the hospital... Hey, don't get involved in this matter. We don't dare to go to the police station. Several companies have jointly sued them to the court. They are in the middle of a lawsuit. Let them go ahead and make trouble. It will cost them both money... Hey, Jian Fan, what are you doing here..."
After talking nonsense for a while and hanging up the phone, Jian Fan understood instantly. He now knew why Zhang Kai and Secretary He looked like they were mourning for their heirs, why the formerly radiant Jiang Dijia looked so haggard, and why a few people would shamelessly return to the first team to look for him. I bet something was going on here.
Wow! ! It seems that this rich man is also so vulnerable! A feeling of pleasure arose in Jian Fan's heart, the pleasure of watching others suffer misfortune, especially when he thought about Jiang Jiuding's delicate, fair and gentle face, which must be covered with bandages now, and was extremely unlucky. Thinking about Zhang Kai and Secretary He, running around with motherless dolls and headless flies, the pleasure was even greater.
On many simple common sense issues, sometimes the IQ of smart people is not very high. When he sold his son, Jian Fan could see that Jiang Jiuding was determined to win, but he was also afraid that there would be consequences if something went wrong, so he had to shirk the blame. But there is also a trick, just like selling potatoes, sweet potatoes and big pumpkins. To deal with ordinary people, you have to make them lavish before they buy it. But to deal with a smart person like Jiang Jiuding, you have to make the goods so bad that they are worthless. The more you belittle, the more discerning he will feel, and he will have to buy it. Even if there are problems, he doesn't care.
Thinking of this, Jian Fan felt like he had stolen the cantaloupe from someone's field when he was a child, cheated on the fat man's pocket money when he went to school, or played tricks on his roommate in college. He stopped the car and leaned on the back of the seat. The depression that had been held for a long time was released in an instant.
laughed for a long time before he stopped, but then his heart sank, eh? Isn’t Sister Jiang also in trouble?
When he thought of Jiang Dijia, Jian Fan couldn't feel happy anymore. When he thought of seeing Sister Jiang in the morning and how pitiful and haggard he was, Jian Fan couldn't be happy anymore. Not only was he unable to be happy, his heart sank lower and lower... In Oolong, in Jiuding, in Wuzhou, and not long ago Here, the memories of the two of them are still so clear. Sister Jiang, with her fluttering skirt and lovely smile, has always been very good in his heart. Even though he was teased for the last time, Jian Fan still has no resentment towards Jiang Dijia. After all, the two of them have nothing to do with each other. If he is wrong, it is his own whim.
Jiang Dijia is different from them. Jian Fan suddenly had a strange idea. At least in Sister Jiang, she could not see the domineering shadow of the rich second generation, at least she could not see the delicate and weak pretentiousness. At the very least... at least Sister Jiang was kind and took the initiative to ask for some compensation from him. At least better than her brother and Jiuding and the rest.
Ouch, this is a big deal. Jiuding caught fire and affected Sister Jiang. Jian Fan felt a little guilty. If it was just Jiuding Hotel, if it was just Jiang Jiuding himself, he might stand here and gloat at the joke, but now, it seems that he can't laugh anymore. In a daze, I seemed to see Jiang Dijia crying in the fire scene again, clinging to the corners of her clothes tightly, and the two of them climbed up the stairs in embarrassment; as if I remembered again, coming out of the fire scene, the ecstatic Sister Jiang hugged me and shouted excitedly; as if there was still that night, the love of three hundred thousand yuan for a kiss...
"Sigh...Jiang Jiuding deserves to be unlucky about this, but Sister Jiang, I can't help her?...Forget it, let's take a look."
Jian Fan couldn't express his feelings anymore. He parked the car on the roadside some distance away from Jiuding, slammed the door and got out of the car, and walked slowly towards Jiuding.
The scene was even messier than expected. The parking lot leading to the foyer was already a mess, with words like "pay back", "compensation", "Jiang Jiuding the Great Liar" painted with paint on . There was no parking in the parking lot, and there were a dazzling array of cans , plastic bottles, and waste newspapers that could be thrown away. It was like a garbage dump that had not been cleaned up.
Jian Fan couldn't help but laugh when he saw it. It was probably a deceived offline seller who did this. I don't know if others could have predicted this result. Anyway, Jian Fan felt that he had been sleeping for seven or eight years and never dreamed of such ridiculous consequences.
The chaos didn’t end there. There were no security guards who usually patrolled the place. When they approached the foyer, they could no longer see the waiters in red cheongsam. Instead, they were replaced by a group of people wearing big pants. There were men in shorts, in flip-flops, in long coats and simply shirtless. A group of gentlemen gathered together, some smoked, some drank beer from bottles, and some sat on the steps playing poker. They smoked, drank and played, turned around and blew their noses, followed by spitting.
Damn, here and there are still leisure hotels, almost like a big hotel. Jian Fan thought secretly and snickered.Not far from the door, a bearded man with a somewhat fierce look in the crowd shouted at the top of his lungs: "Hey, hey... go live somewhere else, this place is closed..."
Jian Fan ignored him, walked a few steps to the edge of the steps, stared at the person who spoke, and said steadily: "I don't live in the store, I'm looking for someone, can't I?"
They are just a group of sellers who want to return their investment, and their methods are a bit too extreme. Jian Fan didn't care. Situations like this were not uncommon. A few years ago, due to a case of illegally absorbing private capital, thousands of people surrounded the city hall. The scene was truly spectacular. These people didn't stop him. They didn't seem to look at Jian Fan as someone looking for trouble. They took one look at Jian Fan and continued to do what he was supposed to do. Jian Fan walked through the gap in the crowd and suddenly made eye contact with someone in the crowd. The person covered his face and hid behind his back, as if he had been caught as a thief.
"Ah!? Confused... Hey, what are you pretending to be?" Jian Fan recognized him at a glance. He was a young security guard from the prosperous Tang Dynasty. He somehow dressed up as a little ruffian and played in the crowd. The little confused boy looked at his little eyes and saw that there was no way to hide. He stood up and said with a smile: "Hey, Brother Jian, you...are you coming to play too?"
"What's going on?"
"Oh, it's okay. Didn't Jiang Jiuding defraud many people below of their money, and they are all gathered here waiting for him to give them money?"
"Isn't he hiding in the hospital?"
"Yes, but he hasn't paid back the money yet?"
"Oh..."
Jian Fan asked, a little suspicious, but now he felt that he was even more confused than this little confused. Just when he was surprised, an even more surprised person came out. A swarthy head stood in front of him and smiled: "Brother Guo, do you still recognize me?"
"Ah!? Landmine, Hao Jianlei? You...how did you get here?" Jian Fan said in surprise, the dark boy, who is not his companion who is a co-op in Wulong County, is a bit darker than before.
"Hey... I know Brother Muzhu, I'm playing here." What Hao Jianlei wanted to say, he mumbled at Muzhu, and quickly changed his words, but he was obviously a little overjoyed to see Jian Fan. He pulled Jian Fan and said, "Hey, Brother Guo, why are you here?"
"I'm looking for an acquaintance... and you, when did you come to Dayuan, why didn't you look for me."
"Hey, the police station sent us a few "
" started working in Dayuan. "
" How many of them were there? "
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"Tan Zhui came with me, and Hei Dan went to sell tofu with his father."
"Oh, have you found a job?"
"Yes, you are working as a security guard."
"Haha... Okay... give me a call, I'll call you back."
The two exchanged a few words and left their phone numbers. It was not unusual for the police station's police assistance team to change people. Jian Fan was also happy when he heard that Xiao Li had found a job. Little Muddle-headed called his own people, his own people, and diligently helped Jian Fan separate the crowd. He turned around and said goodbye with a smile.
hiss... Jian Fan saw so many people blocking the door and slapped his forehead. It seemed that there was something evil in this matter. Why did the little security guard in the prosperous Tang Dynasty join in the fun? Could it be that Tang Datou is also causing trouble here? But if you look closely at the crowd, it doesn't look like they are there. There are obviously a few people inside, and they sound like they have foreign accents, and they don't sound like people from Dayuan.
thought for a long time and couldn't figure out the key. Then he looked at the lobby, where a few security guards were sitting stupidly, climbing on the marble cabinets in boredom. It seemed that the two parties were in conflict, but it didn't look like a conflict; it was a confrontation, but it didn't quite look like a confrontation... What on earth happened here? Jian Fan looked around suspiciously. It was a mess outside, but the hall was unscathed, as if nothing happened. Just as he was thinking about it, an acquaintance came out of the elevator, but it was Zhang Kai. He hurriedly greeted him and greeted politely: "Xiaofan, Xiaofan, why didn't you tell me when you came?"
"Haha... I was passing by." Jian Fan responded with a smile and pointed outside: "Vice President Zhang, what's wrong with this?"
"Hey, you have to refund the money and compensate for blocking the door.Zhang Kai sighed, and then asked hopefully: "Xiaofan, you...do you have a solution?" …We were sorry to you before, but haven’t we suffered too now? You can ask for any conditions, no matter what, I will satisfy you..."
"Forget it, I passed by, I really can't solve it. I'd better go. "When Jian Fan saw the situation, he was afraid that he was not being kind. He turned around angrily and couldn't solve it with just a few of his own brains.
"Don't... Xiaofan, Mr. Jiang's sister is waiting for you up there. Don't you want to meet her? "Zhang Kai said suddenly.
Jian Fan asked in surprise: "Isn't it? Does she know I'm coming? "
" She doesn't know, but I know. I saw you on the surveillance video. She asked me to invite you. " Zhang Kai explained, but he didn't stop Jian Fan. Maybe he doesn't have much hope for Jian Fan now.
"Okay, let's take a look. "
Jian Fan thought for a while, followed Zhang Kai, and the two of them entered the elevator...
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