Wei Kang never told anyone where he went over the years, what tasks he performed, and why this injury came. He swept his tomb and announced his return in this black absurd way.

Twenty-three years have passed, and the former young man has become middle-aged, with no job, no house, no deposit, only a new ID card with a changed name and an old off-road vehicle, and a lover who never leaves him.

Perhaps because of his extensive experience, Wei Kang immediately accepted the concept of rebirth of the body, but Liu Kunlun could not accept another fact, that is, the fourth sister could not exchange his body again. The only way to retake the body was to untie the bell and the person who tied it, but how could Wang Haikun hand over his body obediently? No one could think of a way for a while.

Life always goes on. My fourth sister followed Wei Kang to live a stable life. She was planning to have a child. However, with Wei Kang's current state, it would be difficult to maintain a small family. However, he had a good mentality and was not idle when he arrived. He cleaned the house cleanly. The waste paper shells and plastic bags that Cui Su'e had collected for many years were sold by him. The corridor was restored to tidy, and the neighborhood committee almost gave him a banner.

After cleaning up the house, Wei Kang went to the noodle shop to help. When the business was booming, Liu Kunlun and Chef Chunjiu were in charge of transferring vegetables, collecting money, wiping the table and washing dishes. When he was not busy, he grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and sat at the door to chat with Sister Chi next door.

Sister Chi is an enthusiastic person. After inquiring about Wei Kang's basic situation, she will introduce him to his job. She said that as long as her limbs are healthy, can she still starve to death? My wife works in the police station and has many acquaintances. Let's go back and ask you what she can do.

Wei Kang said, sister, don’t look back, just ask now, so Sister Chi called and said that she really has a job, but she was afraid that you wouldn’t want to do it. Wei Kang said that as long as it wasn’t illegal, I could do it.

Sister Chi said: "I'm willing to scrub people in the bathhouse. Is it willing to do it? The business may be almost there in hot weather. The business is good in winter. I can rub dozens of them a day. After a month, those who are diligent can earn five or six thousand yuan, and tens of thousands more are possible."

Wei Kang said that there is no high or low job, and I am willing to do it.

So Wei Kang got a new job. The work introduced by Brother Chi's friend was rubbing his back in a bathhouse called Lao Dunhuang. The work location was a bit far away and he had to turn over the bus by taking the subway. For the convenience of commuting, Wei Kang also bought a second-hand electric car.

The Dunhuang Entertainment Collection thirty years ago is still affecting the Anjiang River. There are more than one bath center or nightclub named after Dunhuang, but it will be called new or old. This old Dunhuang is a traditional mass bathroom that does not provide massages for the opposite sex, only back rubbing pedicures and hot large pools.

Like other back rubbing masters, Wei Kang only wore a pair of wide sports shorts and sat in the corner of the bathhouse. The guests who were taking the bath shouted a back rub, and they walked up to serve, rubbed them cleanly, and rubbed them naked and red. It was a laborious job and could make money.

Most of the customers in this place are middle-aged and elderly people, and occasionally there are young people who come to take a bath. In just three days, Wei Kang became familiar with him. He knows more about the worldly style than anyone else, and everyone likes this diligent and simple brother.

On the fourth day, something happened. When Wei Kang rubbed his back, he noticed that two young people exchanged bracelets. The bracelets were the keys to open the locker in the locker room. There was no surveillance in the bathhouse. It was the most suitable for trading here. He subconsciously thought of drug dealing and hesitated a little. He went out to smoke a cigarette, took his cell phone, and called the police.

The young men who exchanged bracelets each wore their clothes and went out. They were pushed down by the police after walking a short distance. A small bag of pills was found from their bodies. It turned out that they were really small bulk minions. This was not enough to sentence them, so they were pulled back by the police and didn't know what to do.

When he got off work at night, Wei Kang went out from the back door of the bathhouse. When he pushed the electric car, he felt something was wrong. It was too late to leave. Three men with a back and waist surrounded him, pushed him and shoved him to the corner.

"Your mom has a cannon next door, you are the one you ordered, you are the one who raised it." The guy who had a cannon head was over 1.85 meters tall, with a violent look on his face. He raised his hand and slapped Wei Kang in the face.

"If you have something to say, don't hit people." Wei Kang felt his cheeks hot, and a rage rushed to his head, but it was extinguished in an instant. He evaluated the situation. With his current physique, he probably couldn't beat these boys.

"It's you who hit me, right? I'll let you click!" Another slap.

Wei Kang felt a bell ringing and buzzing in his ears, so that his mind was not very clear, and there was a hot liquid flowing out of his ears.

"Do you know who I am?" Wei Kang asked with a struggle.

"I'm the fuck who you are!" The slap was raised high again, and the two people next to them watched with their arms around them.

But the slap failed because the person who was beaten was moving faster. Wei Kang moved his hand and stopped the cannon head. He felt something was wrong. His face was chilling. Then he found that the two companions showed a look of horror. When he touched his face, he was bleeding and his mouth slit up on his cheeks.

Immediately afterwards, he got another knee hit in his crotch, which hurt even more than the moment before. He was so painful that he lay on the ground with a hunched over and rolled on the ground.

Wei Kang held a sharp one-sided blade in his hand and said calmly: "I am Wei Kang, Wei Kang of Dunhuang."

No one noticed what he was saying. The other two boys were scared by this scene and ran away. The beaten boy was still rolling on the ground, and blood flowed like a river wherever he went.

Wei Kang called an ambulance and police.

...

Liu Yimeng didn't wait until Wei Kang returned, and no one answered the phone call. This was definitely not Wei Kang's style. She judged that something might have happened, so she asked Liu Kunlun to go to Lao Dunhuang to find someone, and was told that your door was taken away by the police station.

"Go to the police station and pick up your brother-in-law." Liu Yimeng said.

But it was not that easy to answer. The police officers from the police station told Liu Yimeng that Wei Shaokang had been criminally detained for intentional injury.

Liu Yimeng said: "Criminal detention? Have you figured out what happened? He will never hurt people for no reason. He is not the one who causes trouble."

The police said that the victim's family is here, so you can discuss the treatment and compensation first.

On the other side of the alarm desk, Wu Yu gathered a group of people. When they heard that the murderer's family was surrounded, there were men and women, with great momentum and yelling. At least they understood. The unlucky guy who was injured by Brother Kang called Wang Jinlei, and his whole face was cut open. Now that the surgery is being sutured, it is probably going to be distorted. They are excited, and their saliva flies around, and their fingers are about to hit Liu Yimeng's face, and dirty words are coming to their face.

Liu Yimeng was trembling slightly. She knew that Wei Kang's character would never be so ruthless for no reason. Judging from the behavior of these people, you can guess who Wang Jinlei was. Facing these scumbags, Buddha said, "I can't bear it anymore, there is no need to endure it anymore!"

"Shut up all!" Liu Yimeng suddenly broke out, even Liu Kunlun standing beside her was startled, and felt an invisible wave of air spreading from the Fourth Sister. All the glass windows of the police station were resonating slightly, the tea cup on the table was shaking, and the water in the cup was rippling.

"Wang Jinlei threatened my Brother Kang's life safety. This is self-defense. Do you know how to kill you? It's legal, reasonable and reasonable. You dare to shout in front of me! Who gave you the courage!" Liu Yimeng did not roar and said this, but in a calm and gentle tone, his voice was not high, but he was not angry and his invisible pressure made all of those people speechless, his heart throbbed and sweated all over his body.

She turned to the alarm desk: "Do you know who he is? He is a national hero, a drug-killer, and your senior and role model. He must be injured. Please send him to the hospital for treatment."

The police stood up involuntarily and wanted to do as Liu Yimeng said. The deputy director on duty went downstairs. Seeing this, he asked, and after learning about the situation, he was a little confused. This was a common case of mutual fights. According to common sense, each beat 50 yards, and those who were seriously injured took advantage of it. As for the cause of the fight, it didn't matter.

The injured person was a 52-year-old man from Yunnan. He had no criminal record, no background, and was so clean that his foundation was unreasonable. However, he had a very positive accent. According to his family, he had another identity. What was going on? The deputy director decided to ask in person.

Wei Kang was still wearing handcuffs, his cheeks were swollen, and his ears were bleeding, but these were simply pediatrics compared to the torture he had suffered, but psychological setbacks were unpleasant.

"Name, origin, age..." asked the deputy director.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, I need to go to the hospital." Wei Kang said.

"Why will I talk about it tomorrow?" The deputy director was puzzled.

"The identity I am using now is a false identity given by the organization to prevent pursuit and retaliation. You can ask the Yunnan Provincial Department of Security tomorrow during the day, that's it." Wei Kang was very calm.

"Then can you talk about it now?" The deputy director was even more interested.

"My name was Wei Kang. In 2003, I transferred from the armed police to the local area and worked as a scout in the Criminal Investigation Detachment. I was led by the then deputy captain Zhan Shusen. In 2004, Zhang Yanbin's drug factory case was cracked and seriously injured. The organization held a funeral for me and sent me to Yunnan. I had a lifelong deal with drug control work. The most shameful thing is drug. Today, I saw someone dealing in the bathhouse, so I called the police, so they came to block me. If I didn't take action, I would probably be lying in the morgue."

The deputy director looked at Wei Kang carefully. Judging from his 25 years of experience as a police officer, this elder brother said that he was the idol he admired most when he was a police officer. He was also in the funeral queue of the huge funeral twenty-three years ago.

"Old comrade-in-arms, I'm really sorry." The deputy director stepped forward and opened Wei Kang's handcuffs, took two steps back, raised his hand to the corner of his forehead, and saluted.

Wei Kang was sent by the deputy director and was sent directly to the hospital for treatment in a police car. The nature of the case quickly reversed, from intentional injury caused by mutual fights to self-defense.

The deputy director drove a police car and told Wei Kang to be careful of the revenge of Wang Jinlei's family. The family has some money and is good at making trouble. They wander on the edge of the law and are difficult to deal with.

Wei Kang smiled bitterly, and the people and things he had experienced over the years flashed in his mind: drug lords, warlords, politicians, gun battles, torture, massacre, burial alive, betrayal, endless bloody storms and intrigues, but he didn't expect to be entangled by villains in his hometown.

The tiger falls into the sun.
Chapter completed!