The train driver in the courtyard

When the young members of the neighborhood patrol team learned that they would be going out on "field duty," they all excitedly raised their hands to sign up.

When the young people in the compound learned that the Third Uncle was being bullied, they also decided to stop.

There's not much entertainment these days, and it's been a long time since we caught Dieter. Everyone's counting on this to have some fun.

If you don't let him go, he'll really get angry with you.

Before long, Zhang Gangzhu summoned more than twenty people.

When Li Aiguo went back to his room to change his clothes and came out, he saw these people squeezing into the SUV.

"Zhang Gangzhu, you son of a bitch, move in a little more!"

"No, there are no seats left inside."

"Push harder!"

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Li Aiguo looked at the large off-road vehicle, then at the twenty-odd people, and was somewhat dumbfounded.

"Steel Pillar, there are way too many people here!"

"It's alright, this car is big, everyone can squeeze in."

Seeing Zhang Gangzhu's calm expression, Li Aiguo didn't believe it yet, but he would soon see for himself.

All twenty-odd people squeezed in, and two of them, who couldn't fit any more, were put in the trunk.

Li Aiguo felt that the large off-road vehicle could be used as a minibus.

Alright, let's go.

Li Aiguo opened the driver's seat door, and the old man raised his hand and shouted, "What about me?"

Li Aiguo: "."

There was simply no room left; Xu Damao was practically squashed into a jerky shape.

The old man walked around the car for a while and then came up with an idea: "How about I climb onto the roof of the car?"

"That's bullshit! If you fall, Yan Jiecheng will extort a huge sum of money from me," Li Aiguo immediately rejected.

As a licensed and experienced driver, Li Aiguo would never do anything dangerous.

But since the third uncle was the aggrieved party, we couldn't leave him out.

Li Aiguo scanned the car and found a good spot.

"Uncle, sit on the gear shift."

"what?!"

It has to be said that Li Aiguo did come up with a good idea. The third uncle crouched down and scurried over, spreading his legs so that he could sit on the gear shift box. Perfect!

He held the gearshift with both hands, acting as a human-assisted driver.

"Shift gears as I command."

"Don't worry, I'm an educated man." The old man was very proud; he was the only one in the whole car who could shift gears.

Li Aiguo got into the car and started the engine, feeling a little nervous. If this thing overturned, it would be a major traffic accident, and he would be held responsible.

"Shift gears!"

"Yes!" The third uncle vigorously moved the stick between his legs.

Once on the road, Li Aiguo felt relieved. The more people there were, the more stable the vehicle would be, and the lower the speed would be, making it difficult for it to overturn.

As for the third uncle, he was even more smug, playing with the black gear shift stick all the way up and down.

Xu Damao and his friends were very envious and wanted to switch places with Uncle San, but Uncle San, who was in a flamboyant mood, just gave them a disdainful look.

Li Aiguo couldn't help but shiver.

When I get back, I absolutely cannot keep this gear lever.

The SUV sped along in the strange atmosphere, leaving the capital and heading towards the black market scrap metal shop.

Inside the illegal scrap metal shop, Brother Wu was discussing with his men which half-open door they would spend the night at.

In the morning, they robbed an old man, not only getting Mr. Horn back but also getting a bicycle for free.

This bicycle can be sold for sixty or seventy yuan at any repair shop.

They made so much money all at once; they should have known better than to dig up ancient tombs.

"If I run into that guy who claims to be from Earth again, I'll definitely show him who he is," Brother Wu said angrily, taking a sip of his drink.

The henchmen quickly nodded in agreement.

"I'll beat the shit out of you."

“They stripped them naked and hung them on the tree.”

"Take the rubber band from your underwear, make a slingshot, and shoot his Dio!"

These people were also full of grievances. They used to be street thugs doing petty theft, which didn't earn them much money, but they still had food and drink.

That guy from Earth is such a smooth talker. He told them that antiques could make a lot of money, and even gave them a map to go tomb raiding.

They even claimed that they were doing something big, that their farm was incredibly powerful, capable of producing a million catties per mu, enough to supply the entire capital with grain.

Brother Xiaowu also asked where exactly "Blue Star" is, and that guy kept saying "parallel space" and "small world," making it sound like he was preparing for a graduate entrance exam. I don't understand at all.

In the end, Brother Xiaowu believed what Lanxing had said, hooked up with the young widow in the commune, and risked being discovered by the commune members to sneak into the grave and unearth a lot of antiques.

As a result, when the newly unearthed antiques were sent to Liulichang, the company manager refused to accept them and even called people to arrest them.

Luckily I ran fast, otherwise I would have been stuck in the fence.

These guys hid the antiques in a junk shop, planning to sell them overseas at the right time, but they ran into Grandpa San, who considered it a loss if he didn't pick up the money on the street.

They genuinely sold the cheapest copper rod with the idea of ​​win-win cooperation, and didn't rip off the old man. Who would have thought that the old man would want to return the goods?

That money was already spent, how can I get a refund?!
They were thieves and tomb raiders, but they had dignity and rules. They were not robbers and would never stoop to robbery.

So the first refund was just to get rid of the old man.

Who would have thought that the old man would still dare to come and even talk to them about the law? Was he trying to arrest them?
This completely enraged them, which is why they took action.

Although the bicycle was stolen, they weren't worried at all.

The old man's behavior constitutes speculation and profiteering, and he is also suspected of reselling unearthed antiques. He has a lot of problems himself, so he definitely wouldn't dare to report it to the police.

"Brother Wu, there seems to be some noise outside." A thug heard the roar of an engine.

Brother Xiao Wu peeked out from behind the wall and said, "It's nothing, there's only one car. Come on, guys, let's go check it out."

Brother Xiao Wu led his men out of the shack, each carrying a machete and an iron bar on their shoulder. The sight of them would frighten anyone who saw them.

This group of people stood in the formation commonly seen among gangsters in this era: the leader stood in the middle, and the henchmen stood on both sides, one leg higher than the other, with their eyes squinting.

Xiao Wu's side had a total of seven people, which was quite a large force.

Everything is ready; we're just waiting for the big off-road vehicle to arrive.

The off-road vehicle did indeed pass by, leaving behind clouds of dust.

But there was no sign of it stopping.

To Xiao Wu's astonishment, the large off-road vehicle roared toward the crowd.

"That idiot driver didn't see anyone in front of him?"

"Holy crap, this guy's got a death wish. Guys, get out of here!"

When petty thugs are quick to react and constantly getting into fights, those who are slow to react are long gone. This can be considered a kind of evolutionary theory.

The thug saw the SUV rushing towards him and dodged quickly. He had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to curse when he turned his head and saw the SUV heading towards the shack. He realized he was doomed.

You can hide from the petty thugs, but you can't hide from the shack behind you.

The large off-road vehicle roared towards the shack.

On the road, Li Aiguo was unusually sweating profusely: "Uncle, quickly shift to first gear!"

He stepped on the brakes twice, but the brakes were no longer effective due to the heavy overloading of the SUV.

The old man panicked; the AI ​​assistant had crashed.

"It crashed! It crashed! It crashed!" Xu Damao exclaimed.

Bang!
The large SUV came to a stop only after its front end slammed heavily into the shed.

"Third Uncle, when we go back, let Xu Damao sit here." Li Aiguo was a little angry.

The third uncle was very sad, while Xu Damao was very happy.

When Li Aiguo got out of the car, Xiao Wu was still confused. He didn't recognize the man either. But when he saw Uncle San, he immediately understood.

"Brother Wu, wanna do it?" The thugs gripped their sticks.

"What are you doing! All you ever do is fight and kill. We brothers finally found this hideout, and there's still cargo down there. We can't let it get destroyed. Watch my eyes later."

After speaking in a low voice, Brother Wu put on a smile and stepped forward.

"Comrade, I'm the person in charge here. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Li Aiguo ignored him and instead turned to look at the Third Uncle.

As soon as he made that gesture, Brother Wu understood: this was the reinforcements that Uncle San had brought.

"Is it because of the bicycle? It's all a misunderstanding. It's windy outside, let's go inside and talk." As he spoke, Brother Wu warmly pulled Li Aiguo into the house.

Once inside the shack, they dealt with the two men. In this desolate wilderness, even a dragon would have to coil up.

But the SUV is still blocking the entrance.

"Ahem, could you move the car first?" Brother Wu smiled awkwardly.

The smile hadn't faded.

With a loud crash, the shack could no longer hold on. It swayed twice and collapsed, leaving only one pillar standing.

Xiao Wu's expression changed.

The thugs' expressions changed as well.

This is a shack they built with great effort.

"Dude, you're just here to wreak havoc. That's not appropriate, is it?" Brother Wu's tone turned cold as he gave the thugs a meaningful look.

The little sticks swarmed around, grabbed their sticks, and looked ready to fight.

"I'm giving you a chance now. Pay me five hundred yuan and take this old bastard with you and get out of here."

Li Aiguo shouted towards Da Yueye, "Yan Jiecheng, someone told your father to get lost."

"Who is it? Who is it?" Yan Jiecheng was stuck in the back row and waited for a long time before finally coming out.

Then, patrol members like Xu Damao and Zhang Gangzhu, along with the residents, gradually emerged from the large off-road vehicle.

At first, Brother Wu was able to handle it calmly, but when ten people came down, his expression changed.

When more than twenty people surrounded him, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Good heavens! What kind of vehicle is this? How can it hold so many people?

The thugs who were just outnumbered have now become the weaker party.

In particular, Zhang Gangzhu grabbed a pig-slaughtering knife, its sharp tip pointed at them, and his gaze swept over them as if he were looking at a big, fat pig. They were so frightened that they couldn't even hold onto their sticks.

"Dude, let's talk this out." Little Wu realized he'd run into a tough guy, wiping his sweat while forcing a smile.

Li Aiguo pointed to the pillar: "Jump!"

"what?!"

"Dance! I think you have a great figure, do a stick dance for us men."

He was usually the one bullying others, so when had he ever been bullied? At that moment, Brother Wu's eyes turned red.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

Before Xiao Wu could finish speaking, a black gun barrel was pressed against his forehead.

The unique coldness of metal instantly spread throughout his body, and Xiao Wu almost peed his pants in fright.

"I'm going, I'm going, is that alright?!" Brother Wu ran to the middle of the shack, hugged the pillar and jumped up and down with all his might. The thugs were also driven over and jumped around like a chaotic dance of demons.

Without taking off their clothes, the pole dancing loses some of its charm.

Li Aiguo found it very boring.

Xu Damao's eyes lit up: "That was a really good jump."

"Why don't you give it a try?" Zhang Gangzhu rubbed his hands together.

Xu Damao: "."

The old man was a bit confused and asked, "Aiguo, we didn't come here to watch the dance, did we?"

“Keep watching,” Li Aiguo said, pointing to the dancing thugs.

The old man still didn't understand what Li Aiguo was up to, so he could only stare intently, but after a while he realized something was wrong.

"Why are these guys just circling around the pillar and not daring to hug it?"

Xu Damao also noticed something was wrong: "Could it be that there's something buried under this pillar, and they're afraid of knocking it down?"

“If there’s a pillar in someone’s shack, there’s definitely something wrong with it.” Yan Jiecheng had worked at a suburban switch station and knew a lot about shacks.

At this point, he also realized that something was wrong.

The group's voices were loud, and upon hearing this, both Xiao Wu and Xiao Hunzi, who were dancing, froze on the spot.

"Not bad." Seeing that the time was right, Li Aiguo clapped and walked over: "Now we need to trouble you guys with one more thing, let's dig this up."

"Dude, please don't do this! We've never wronged each other, please don't hurt me! I haven't offended you!" Little Wu's face turned ashen as he began to plead.

"Leave some food for us guys, we don't need to, we don't need to."

“You didn’t offend me, but what about this old geezer?” Li Aiguo pointed at the Third Uncle.

The old man puffed out his chest and nodded, his meaning clear: I am the old man who's going to get lost.

"Brother, you should say it, I'll listen to you." Little Wu's face looked worse than if he had been crying.

Li Aiguo pondered for a moment and said, "You cheated this old man out of a dollar and you also beat him up. I've done a quick calculation and I won't ask for more than that. Just give me fifty dollars, and I don't want that stick anymore. I'll give it to you guys."

Isn't this too much?

For 49 yuan, you can heal even a severed arm.

But he couldn't refuse, since he had a lot of family members.

As long as we preserve those antiques and find a way to sell the key pieces abroad, we can still live a life of luxury.

Brother Wu gave a wink to a thug, who then bent over and rummaged around on the ground for a while before finally pulling out a money box.

The money box wasn't big, it was brownish-black, and covered with sheet metal, similar to the small gold ingot boxes from before the liberation.

The lock was broken long ago, so to prevent petty thugs from stealing money, Brother Wu put a bicycle wire lock through the keyhole.

"Where's the key? Hurry up and find it!" Brother Wu felt around, but the key was nowhere to be found in the chaos.

"Give it to me." Xiao Wu was still looking for the key when Li Aiguo took the box from him and handed it to Zhang Gangzhu, who was standing behind him, saying, "You open it, be careful, don't break this box."

"Don't worry." Zhang Gangzhu took the box, raised his butcher knife, and with a snap, the wire lock was cleaved open.

There was a lot of money in the box, but the denominations were not large. Most of it was coins, and there were also some small bills. There were only a few ten-yuan and five-yuan bills.

When Xiao Wu was about to take the box, Li Aiguo handed it to Xu Damao: "You count them."

Xu Damao was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the box. It must be said that Li Aiguo was indeed good at recognizing and utilizing people, and Xu Damao was first-rate at counting money.

"Forty-nine, thirty-nine, twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one, fifty!"

"Brother Patriot, here's exactly fifty yuan, no more, no less."

He put his fingers in his mouth, and using the sticky, wet sensation, Xu Damao quickly counted the money.

Seeing Xu Damao holding a large wad of cash, Xiao Wu and his gang almost cried. When it comes to robbery, you guys are the real pros.

But at this moment, thinking only of getting rid of these living devils as soon as possible, Brother Xiao Wu didn't dare to get angry. He smiled and praised Xu Damao for counting well and quickly, and then reached out to take the money box.

"Wait, what about this old man's antique glasses? You broke the temples of his glasses." Li Aiguo grabbed the money box.

???

What antique glasses? They're just a pair of broken glasses.
"Dude, it's just a pair of glasses."

"They are glasses, but they are not ordinary glasses. They were brought back from the West by the missionary Ferdinand Verbiest."

It is said to have been made by the Queen of Britain herself, with a British design and the temples of the glasses being dug out of diamond mines in South Africa.

I'll ask you for more, just give me two hundred yuan.

What kind of queen is this? She's so unpredictable, and she even knows how to do handicrafts? Little Wu finally understood; she was deliberately picking a fight.

"Guy, are you sure you want to mess with us?" Brother Wu took a deep breath, the fawning smile on his face vanished instantly, and his hand was already gripping the hilt of his knife.

"If you say so, then so be it. I don't like to argue with others."

“That’s right, you have a gun, but how many shots can you fire if we all go at it? Huh?!” Little Wu struck a fierce pose and raised his head.

Even if they outnumber us and have guns, so what? They're all seasoned thugs, what's there to be afraid of?!

"Yeah, get out of here!"

"Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover."

Those thugs had been itching to get back to work, and now that they saw their boss standing up, they pulled out their daggers as well.

"Burp!"

boom!
The gun didn't fire.

Instead of firing, Li Aiguo swung the gun butt and slammed it hard into Xiao Wu's forehead.

Brother Wu had been waiting for the gun barrel to fire, never expecting that someone would use the gun like a brick instead of firing. It was too late for him to dodge.

This time it was very strong and fast. Before Xiao Wu could even react with his mouth open, he was sent flying backward and crashed hard into a pillar.

With a crash, the pillar fell, bringing with it a wooden plank underneath, revealing a dark hole in the ground.

"Oh, so you're a tomb raiding gang!" The third uncle reacted the fastest and shouted loudly.

Seeing that the place where the antiques were hidden was completely exposed, the thugs panicked and rushed forward wielding daggers.

Unfortunately, it was too late; Zhang Gangzhu, Xu Damao, and the members of the street patrol team rushed up.

The members of the neighborhood patrol team were all trained and their combat skills were off the charts, but what Li Aiguo didn't expect was that Xu Damao's skills were also extraordinary.

That makes sense; this guy has sparred with Jia Dongxu frequently and has already honed his skills in real combat.

More than twenty people beat the thugs up badly, tying their hands and feet with rope and throwing them aside.

"You two better behave yourselves!" The third uncle rushed up and kicked the two thugs who were beating him in the buttocks, which made the old teacher very happy.

"Brother Aiguo, what should we do with these antiques?" Xu Damao walked over, pried open the hole, and took out several boxes, all filled with antiques of various sizes.

Li Aiguo walked over to take a closer look and found more than a dozen antiques, mainly bottles and jars, with a wine glass-like object in the corner.

Li Aiguo glanced at it casually, then his eyes widened suddenly.

The jue, an ancient vessel used for drinking wine, is one of the earliest bronze ritual vessels, generally dating from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

What the hell!

For a moment, Li Aiguo felt as if the small wine cup in his hand had suddenly become a thousand pounds heavy, and he could hardly hold it.

"This could be an antique from the Shang and Zhou dynasties."

Xu Damao was holding several enamel jars when he heard this and asked in confusion, "Last week's? Damn, I've been busy for most of the day, and it turns out they're just handicrafts."

"It's the Shang and Zhou dynasties, not last week."

"Patriotic brother, are you drunk?"

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Li Aiguo took a deep breath and said coldly, "Is playing with puns really that interesting?"

What is a pun?

"Forget it, forget it," Li Aiguo decided not to argue with this uncultured projectionist and handed the bronze wine cup to the Third Uncle.

"Uncle, could this thing be genuine?"

"It's hard to say." The old man tugged at the strip of cloth tied to the temple of his glasses, leaned closer, and frowned. "It looks like it's genuine. Look, there are words on the bottom."

"Words?" Li Aiguo looked closely and indeed saw a line of small characters below the wine cup. The characters were blurred and illegible.

But that's not important.

It's important to know that the value of bronze artifacts is determined by the number of characters in them.

The difference between the famous Mao Gong Ding (497 characters) and the Li Gui (single-character inscription) directly led to the former being hailed as one of the "Four National Treasures", while the latter was valued less due to its single-character inscription.

Before liberation, tomb raiders would sell their stolen goods, often for one tael of gold per character.

Li Aiguo counted, and there were about sixteen characters on the wine cup.

No wonder these tomb raiders were willing to lose money; they could make it all back as long as they sold this thing.

Xu Damao originally intended to keep the wine jug, but after hearing about the potential dangers, he raised his hand and said, "Brother Aiguo, I'm a little scared. Let's report it to the police station."

"Da Mao, ride Uncle San's bicycle to the police station and bring Captain Liu over."

Xu Damao responded, found the Third Uncle's bicycle in a pile of rubble, and rode off at breakneck speed.

He ran all the way to the local police station, where Liu Zhenshan was on duty. When he learned that the local patrol team had busted a tomb raiding gang, he was a little incredulous.

When they arrived at the illegal scrap metal shop and saw the collapsed shack, Captain Liu realized that the so-called "destruction" was just a literal interpretation.

"Uncle Liu, come and take a look." Li Aiguo briefly explained the situation and pointed to the antiques.

Liu Zhenshan felt that the credit came too easily.

These antiques alone constitute a massive tomb raiding case!
"They've all been arrested! The patrol team has already helped arrest them."

Liu Zhenshan felt he had gotten a great reward and smiled, "Comrades Aiguo, thank you all this time."

"You're too kind. We're all doing this for the sake of peace and stability in the neighborhood."

After a brief chat, Liu Zhenshan, eager to take the tomb raiders back, hurriedly put them into the jeep.

The jeep couldn't fit everyone, so the tomb raiders were tied up with ropes and hung on the back. Once the jeep started moving, they had to jog to keep up.

Li Aiguo and Xu Damao, being key members in dismantling the tomb-raiding gang, also needed to give statements at the police station.

Inside the police station, Liu Zhenshan questioned the old man and, after learning the whole story, was both amused and exasperated.

The old man knew it was an antique, but he still wanted to resell it, which can be considered speculation.

Considering that the third uncle had done a good job this time, no further action was taken.

"Uncle, don't do this kind of speculative business again. If it weren't for your patriotism, you would have suffered a great loss this time."

"Yes, yes, yes." The old man wiped his sweat and asked in a low voice, "What about the fifty yuan compensation?"

The "Third Uncle" refers to the fifty yuan he got from Brother Xiaowu.

Since the third uncle was injured, it wouldn't be appropriate to just give him all the money.

Liu Zhenshan couldn't make the decision on this matter himself, so he consulted with Li Aiguo and then sought instructions from his superiors.

The third uncle received five yuan, which he used for medical expenses and compensation.

The remaining money was divided into two parts: one part was given to the team members as a bonus, and the other part was donated to the primary school in the commune in the name of the institute.

It was already 6 p.m. when the statement was taken. Seeing that Liu Zhenshan was still interrogating the tomb raiders, Li Aiguo led his team away.

Everyone was very happy today. Each person received two yuan, and they also busted a tomb raiding gang. They can brag about it until the New Year.

Everyone was chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Just as they reached the gate of the compound, they saw Yi Zhonghai limping towards them from a distance, followed by Jia Dongxu. Yi Zhonghai looked angry and glared at Jia Dongxu.

"Hey, Lao Yi, what's wrong?" the third uncle asked, leaning closer.

(End of this chapter)