Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 656 The Omnipotent Scalper

At eight o'clock in the morning, the city was already awake.

On the streets of the wholesale market, wherever there are shops, there are crowds of people, either scrambling to grab freshly made goods or vying to hawk their products.

The crowd surged forward like a tide, so crowded that it was impossible to move. The market was filled with a noisy cacophony, with shouts and hawkers' cries mingling together to create a chaotic atmosphere.

In short, there were a lot of people.

At the street corner, Xiao Cao stood trembling in front of Abudu, his eyes filled with fear and unease. In his eyes, Abudu was a two-faced person; one moment he could put his arm around Xiao Cao's shoulder and laugh and chat with him like an old friend of decades, and the next he would narrow his long, narrow eyes, grab Xiao Cao's hand, and shove a knife into the pale neck of an innocent woman.

Blood splattered on Abudu's face, but he actually laughed out loud, inviting Xiao Cao into the room to eat barbecue and drink beer, completely unaware that there was a woman lying dead with her eyes wide open in the toilet and blood all over the floor.

His kindness and cruelty were irresistible to Xiao Cao.

Even after a night had passed, Xiao Cao couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the bloodstains on his face that had already been wiped dry.

"Xiao Cao, go buy us some breakfast from across the street." Abudu's eyes were cold, but a smile played on his lips.

"it is good."

Xiao Cao trembled as he accepted Abudu's orders. His heart pounded wildly, and his body felt as if it had lost control. Despite the fear that filled him, his face slowly became expressionless, as if he had lost all life, mechanically carrying out Abudu's commands.

Fear and helplessness numbed him, turning him into Abudu's puppet.

After Xiao Cao walked away, Aikber, who had been holding back all night, complained, "Last night we agreed that if we let that kid have some fun, he would be considered a member. How come he ended up killing him? That room was registered with his ID card. The police will be knocking on our door soon."

Abudu smiled, completely unconvinced: "This is so much better."

Enraged, Aikber lowered his voice and said urgently, "Abudu! I said the police are about to contact us through Xiao Cao, what should we do! Should we just blow this place up now?"

Abudu picked at his earwax and said slowly, "What's your hurry? The blood in the room has been cleaned up, and there's a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door. No one will find out."

Aikel glanced around nervously and said quickly, "I have a feeling the police are about to jump out from behind and grab us. Ugh, I'm going to blow it up first."

As he spoke, Aikber carefully tucked the little trinket into his pocket and prepared to head towards the busiest shop, truly not valuing his own life at all.

Abudu grabbed the other man and stared at him as if he were a fool: "I say, Aikber, are you really planning to do this one-off deal?"

Aikber looked on incredulously: "Isn't this how everyone does it? Do you want to do it a few more times?"

Abudu shrugged and pointed to the gadget in Aikber's arms: "Can't you control it remotely? Let Xiao Cao go, we can just stand far away. When the time is right, 'bang' it'll explode. Aren't you always worried that the police will come knocking on your door through Xiao Cao? We'll just deliver him to your door, hehe, he'll be dead anyway."

Aikber listened for a long time but still couldn't react.

Abudu patted him on the shoulder and continued, "It means send him to the police station and blow him up. Police station, understand?"

Aikber glanced down at the little gadget in his arms and said knowingly, "Let's forget about the police station. We might get shot before we even get inside. Let's just find a crowded place."

Thanks to NJ's comprehensive, 360-degree security, people like Aikber, who haven't seen much of the world, naturally have a slight fear of the police, a fear that they themselves are unaware of.

Abudu stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, then pouted and said, "That works too! Hmm, lots and lots of people crammed together flying into the air all at once, like fireworks, hmm, not bad. Aikber, maybe one of their heads will just happen to fly right up to our feet."

"Haha, that was awesome!"

As he spoke, Abu became increasingly agitated, his facial muscles began to spasm, his expression twisted and fanatical. His hands waved wildly in the air as if he truly held a severed head in his grasp.

Aikber couldn't help but take a half step back.

"Mr. Abudu, breakfast is here." Xiao Cao returned, carrying a bag of breakfast, and stood obediently beside Abudu. Aikber turned his gaze to this newly joined young fellow, wondering why he hadn't taken the opportunity to escape earlier? Why had he stayed?

Abudu laughed heartily, put his arm around Xiao Cao's neck, and said with a smile, "Xiao Cao, don't call me 'sir,' it's too formal. Go to that shop later and buy me some things, then I'll give you money so you can go online."

A glimmer of light appeared in Xiao Cao's numb expression, and he nodded heavily.

Abudu gestured for Aikbar to bring the trinket over, then casually pointed to a place to the west where a large crowd had gathered in front of a shop, saying, "Xiao Cao, go to that shop."

Abudu abruptly stopped halfway through his speech.

Because he noticed that several men in plainclothes across the street looked like police officers, or rather, they were police officers, he pointed at them and his arm fell down.

Clearly, the plainclothes police officers on the other side had noticed them.

Abudu put his arm around Xiao Cao's neck, turned him around 180 degrees, and dragged the other's thin body away in the opposite direction.

Aikber was used to Abudu's reckless behavior and assumed that the other party had come up with a new idea, so he followed him away.

Along the way, Abudu chatted enthusiastically with Xiao Cao, either telling him about the mountains and rivers of his hometown or asking Xiao Cao to introduce the culture and history of Yiwu City.

When the conversation was going well, Abudu would frequently turn around to ask Aikbar for his opinion or share his own insights and thoughts with him.

However, Abudu's gaze did not fall on Aikbar at all; he spent most of the time looking over Aikbar's shoulder at his back.

After this happened several times, Aikber realized that something was wrong.

Did the police follow us?

He forcibly suppressed the urge to turn around, not only out of fear, but also because of the warning he received from Abudu's occasional stern glances: Don't turn around!
"Let's go, let's go explore other places!"

Upon arriving at the entrance of a bus station, Abudu excitedly waved his hands, letting the three of them barge into the bustling long-distance bus station with an unquestionable attitude.

Under the repeated brainwashing and killings by Abudu, Xiao Cao had completely lost his sense of self and could only mechanically carry out any of Abudu's orders.

The three of them turned into the bus station, where a huge security gate came into view at the entrance of the waiting room.

Several long lines of passengers were waiting to go through security at the gate. Behind them were several uniformed security guards, both men and women, who didn't seem particularly capable of fighting; they could probably just force their way through.

Aikber's eyes lit up, and he whispered, "Abudu, how about this place?"

Abudu slapped the other man on the head and scolded, "What are you thinking? We still have to go to Dongzhou! How can your mind be filled with thoughts of mutual destruction?"

When they reached the security gate, the little trinket in Aikber's arms was bound to be exposed. His plan to escape by bus was quickly shattered.

Abudu knew something was wrong. He quickly looked back and then pulled the two of them to a corner of the station courtyard, preparing to escape through the back door.

As he looked around, a man wearing a baseball cap and carrying a small bag approached. Although they were only a few steps apart, his eyes darted around, constantly scanning the surroundings. He seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact, he was walking towards Abudu and his group with a clear goal in mind.

If it weren't for that furtive look in his eyes, which suggested he wasn't a good person, and the way he dared to approach alone, Abudu would have almost thought that the man in the baseball cap was also a policeman in plainclothes.

Approaching the group, the man in the baseball cap's eyes gleamed with a sly glint as he lowered his voice and asked, "Hey guys, where are you going? I have a ticket! It's a legitimate one, from the station, and it's cheap! But you can't board at the station; you'll have to go to the alley behind to board."

Abudu laughed; it turned out he was an all-powerful ox.

(End of this chapter)