Village chief, your township enterprise sells laser cannons?

Upon hearing Lin Man mention that there were samples, Lin Yaokai and Lin Yaohai's faces lit up with joy. Lin Man had only given them a small portion of the drawings, but even from that small portion, they could tell that the item was very exquisite and valuable.

Naturally, it can also fetch a good price.

The problem is that the factories in Hongxing Village don't have that much strength. Now that they have samples, they can at least imitate them. They don't need to be 100% perfect, 70% or even 50% is enough.

Take it slow, and you'll succeed eventually!

But when they heard that Lin Man was going to ask Lin Yaozu's wife for money, their faces scrunched up in a bitter expression. After all, Lin Yaozu's wife was a notorious shrew in the surrounding area.

She's notoriously stingy, so getting this woman to give back the money she's already taken is going to be difficult!

However, since Lin Man has already said that, then everyone... can only wait on the sidelines.

Thinking of this, Lin Yaokai said, "In that case, I'll go back with Yaohai and the others first, get everyone together, and we'll talk more at the factory tomorrow morning."

Having just reported for duty today, and with many things still needing to be sorted out, Lin Man naturally didn't intend to chat much. He nodded and said, "Okay!"

He stood up, preparing to see Lin Yaokai and the others out, but before he reached the door, it was pushed open first. Two policemen with constipated faces stood in the doorway. The older of them glanced around the room before quickly fixing their gaze on Lin Man: "Secretary Lin Man?"

The question made Lin Man frown. He quickly went to the two policemen, glanced at the badge numbers on their left chests, and nodded, "It's me!"

After responding, he gestured to the office sofa: "Come in and have some water, we can talk about whatever it is!"

"We can't talk!" the young policeman blurted out, shaking his head vigorously. "Those old folks in your village..."

He was only halfway through his sentence when an older policeman covered his mouth with his hand, then took over the conversation:

"Secretary Lin Man, let me introduce myself first. I am Hao Chuan from the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and this is my apprentice Qin Xiaoye."

"There are two officers from the anti-drug squad downstairs. We're here to help them secure evidence and to make a follow-up visit to your village, especially to those elderly people."

"We just went to see those elderly people, and they've started again!"

"This time, it's even worse than last time!"

"We had no choice. We just got back and Director Tan told us that a new village secretary has come to Hongxing Village. We thought we'd tell you about the situation so we could talk to you and see if we could come up with a solution."

Having explained the whole story, Hao Chuan's gaze swept over Lin Man, and then over Lin Yaokai and the others behind him. Finally, his brows furrowed, and he cautiously asked:

"Secretary Lin, what's going on?"

When he asked Lin Yaokai and the others, Lin Man raised his hand and pointed behind him: "I just arrived this morning, so I'm not quite sure about the situation in the village yet. I'll ask these uncles and elders of mine to help me sort things out."

"The police and the people are one family. If Officer Hao is in trouble, then as the village party secretary, it is my duty to stand up and solve the problem."

"Let's go for a walk in the village!"

His words made Hao Chuan frown slightly, and then, as if he had thought of something, he turned to look at Lin Yaokai beside him:

"I remember there was someone from your village who took the entrance exam for Wudaokou Vocational College, I think his name was Lin Man, right?"

Mentioning Wudaokou Vocational College, Lin Yaokai gestured towards Lin Man with his chin: "This one, my nephew!"

"He just passed the provincial selection exam for civil servants, and now he's become an official in our village!"

"This is what it means to benefit our fellow villagers!"

When he said this, Lin Yaokai was all smiles, looking extremely proud.

Qin Xiaoye, standing to the side, was stunned after hearing this, then muttered to himself, "Recent graduate? I remember... these past two days should be... the training period for selected graduates, right? Going to the countryside before even passing the probationary period?"

"this……"

Hao Chuan's eyes widened instantly at his apprentice's words. His gaze darted around, and finally, he sighed, gently patting Lin Man's shoulder with his left hand: "Secretary Lin, keep it up!"

"It's alright!" Lin Man smiled and turned to Lin Yaokai and the others, saying, "Third Uncle, Second Uncle, just do as I told you earlier. Make the necessary preparations, and I'll go to the factory tomorrow."

"I'll go to the village with Officer Hao first!"

After seeing Lin Yaokai and the others off, Lin Man dragged his luggage and followed Hao Chuan and the other man downstairs. They met two police officers from the anti-drug squad, introduced themselves to each other, and then squeezed into the car and headed towards the village.

As soon as the car arrived at the entrance of Linjia Dam, the people in the car saw several children who had been squatting at the entrance of the dam stand up and run quickly into the dam.

After the car stopped in front of the target's house, Hao Chuan took out a document, opened it to a page, pointed to the photo on the page, and said:

"Lin Yongqiang, 92 years old, is the mastermind behind this cannon-making incident!"

"I joined the army at the age of 15, fought in the War of Liberation, and returned home after the Korean War."

"I can't afford to offend the people the Armed Forces Department visits every year, so please help me persuade them!"

No sooner had Hao Chuan finished speaking than a loud, forceful curse came from the courtyard:

"Back when we were 15, we joined the army to fight. We didn't have guns, so we used wooden sticks. If we found a small piece of iron while cleaning up the battlefield, we had to carefully put it in our pockets and hand it over. Then the company commander would send it to the military factory in the back so they could make hand grenades for us!"

"With the international environment so bad right now, what's wrong with me making some weapons for self-defense?"

"If you're so capable, then call the police station to bring guns and shoot me! If they kill me, you can just leave it at that!"

"All they do is talk. If a real fight breaks out, it'll be up to us old men!"

The voice cursed a few more times, and after a while, the courtyard gate creaked open. An old man with thinning hair, white eyebrows, large black-rimmed glasses, and a cane, who walked with a trembling gait, peeked out from the crack in the gate. His eyes swept over the police car: "Oh, they're here again!"

"Are you really going to call the police to bring a gun and shoot me?"

"Hurry up and hit him, kill him if you can!" With that, the old man gently tapped his head with his cane.

"Hurry up and kill me!"

Hearing this string of words, Hao Chuan raised his hands and vigorously wiped his face, then placed his hands on the steering wheel:

"Secretary Lin, this is the situation right now. To be honest, we're not worried about the old men themselves, but we are worried that their stuff might fall into the wrong hands!"

"Since you're from the village, well... later... later we'll have to rely on you to come up with some ideas!"

"I know!" Lin Man nodded, opened the car door, and pulled her luggage towards the old man with the cane: "Third Grandpa, you're in good spirits!"

"And you were yelling so fiercely!"

"Hey! Lin Xiaoman!" Upon seeing Lin Man, the old man immediately smiled, then turned around and glared at him. Hao Chuan, who was following behind Lin Man, put his arm around Lin Man's shoulder and said with a grin:

"The design you drew is pretty good, but the anti-aircraft gun I made doesn't feel quite right. It just feels a bit clumsy."

"Nowadays, we can do things by tapping around on our phones, and I think this anti-aircraft gun... should have that kind of function too!"

No sooner had the old man finished speaking than Lin Man felt a murderous intent emanating from behind him. He turned around and heard Hao Chuan ask in a sinister tone:

"Did you draw the design for that cannon?"