After carefully observing the surroundings, Zhang Yang left after feeling that there was no eye-catching person. Although it was just across the street, Zhang Yang was still very careful. After all, these were extraordinary times, and Liu Biao's injury on his leg had not healed yet.

This street is full of clothes, and they are all cheap and low-quality goods. This suits Zhang Yang's wishes. Now he only has more than 400 dollars left. If he wants to buy any brand, he probably can't buy just one piece of clothing.

not enough.

Zhang Yang spent more than 200 yuan and quickly chose two sets of clothes that looked unattractive but popular. He naturally knew Liu Biao's figure clearly and could tell at a glance what type of clothes he was wearing.

Zhang Yang put on his clothes in the dressing room and walked out of the clothing store immediately. He suddenly thought that he should carry Liu Biao over too, because Liu Biao also needed to change out of the funny clothes he was wearing.

Awesome!

The hair on Zhang Yang's body exploded, his pupils shrank, and he broke into a cold sweat because there was a police van parked at the platform opposite with the words "anti-riot" written on it. The body of the van blocked Liu Biao's position. However, it was okay.

Looking at the head, several policemen wearing hats seemed to be questioning Liu Biao.

Zhang Yang pretended to be watching the fun and joined in. By this time, many people had gathered around the police car to watch the fun.

"What's wrong, I can't sit here?" Liu Biao looked at the policeman facing him with a disapproving attitude. He completely forgot that he was on the run.

"Sir, please show me your ID card!" The policeman had a good temper, but his expression was serious.

"I just won't show it to you, what can you do?" Liu Biao looked arrogant, and Zhang Yang shook his head when he saw it. This guy still thought that he was still a bully in school.

"Sir, please cooperate, we are performing official duties!"

"I didn't bring it with me. I'll bring a bird's ID card when I go shopping!"

"Then please come with us..."

"Fuck, why do you..."

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"Comrade police, this man looks weird, it's better to take him away and question him!"

"Yes, yes...he looks like a bad person at first glance."

"Looking at that arrogance, he doesn't look like a good person..."

"I think he looks like someone who escaped from a mental hospital. Does anyone wear clothes like that?"

The people around him were talking all over the place, and they were sweating profusely. Indeed, Liu Biao didn't look like a good person now. His arrogant face was really disgusting to everyone.

Tired of seeing ghosts.

Boss, can't you keep a low profile?

We are on the run!

Zhang Yang complained secretly. It was obvious that Liu Biao had fallen out with the police and he must not come forward, otherwise neither of them would be able to escape.

"I am an upright Chinese, sitting here waiting for the bus, why do you arrest me?" Liu Biao roared when he saw the crowd of onlookers speaking for the police, and two young policemen inside walked up to take the person.

"First of all, your behavior is suspicious. The clothes you are wearing are definitely not yours. Also, you cannot prove your identity. If you can prove your identity now, we will leave immediately. I'm sorry. You must leave with us now."

First of all, it is our duty to protect the people and fight against criminals. We will never wrongly accuse a good person, let alone let a bad person go!" The old policeman who started talking to Liu Biao said to Zhang Yang with an upright expression.

"Fuck you, what are you doing? Don't you have prostitutes? Don't you gamble? Don't you collect commissions? You swear, you are swearing by so many people!"

"Take it away!" the old policeman said sternly with a livid face. Liu Biao's unruly behavior made him very embarrassed. Besides, Zhang Yang's words are enough to make some people pat their consciences and say that they will never engage in prostitution, gambling or bribery, especially

It is even more difficult for a special profession like theirs.

"You swear, you swear... I will not let you go. I have remembered your warning number, ***. If I find you gambling, taking bribes, I will kill you, and I will cripple one of your legs."

You bullied me as a disabled person..."

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Seeing Liu Biao being dragged into the car by several policemen and still cursing, Zhang Yang couldn't help wiping the sweat from his face. He really couldn't figure out why the police came to Liu Biao. Although Liu Biao was dressed a little weird,

However, the police would not be recruited casually. Besides, Liu Biao spoke with a local accent. No police would be stupid enough to check a local's ID card.

Unless, there is action?

Could it be that the people in Maimaiti have begun to radiate to nearby cities to hunt them down?

Are the local police cooperating with them?

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's heart beat violently. He thought of the policemen who maintained order on the highway and streets when they came out of the bar in City C... Obviously, Maimaiti's power has been able to influence the local public security department. Otherwise,

It is impossible for powerful government departments to react to such a big movement.

Seeing the police car driving away with its siren on, Zhang Yang immediately jumped into a taxi.

"Master, what is that police car doing in front of you? It's screaming like an earth-shattering noise!"

"Oh, I don't know. I don't know why there are more police cars patrolling the streets this morning. It is said that two fugitives came from other places. No one knows the details... Oh, by the way, where are you going, little brother?"

"Just go to this police station. There may be some major news clues."

"Haha, little brother is a reporter?"

"It's not official yet. I'm doing an internship and I'm about to graduate. Hey! It's hard to find a job now. Graduation means unemployment. The newspaper office asked us to find some news materials. If we can find out any major news topics, I think the newspaper office will consider staying.

mine."

"Little brother, you must be able to do it. How about I provide you with some news?" the taxi driver said happily.

"Ahem...what news?" Zhang Yang said perfunctorily, staring at the license plate of the police car in front of him.

"Just write about the difficulties of our taxi drivers. What are the current fuel charges, surcharges, license plate management fees, tolls on roads and bridges? These and other fees are so expensive that they still make life difficult for us. I think you can definitely write about us.

The ups and downs of the taxi driver, I guarantee that you will become famous across the country, and your newspaper will definitely keep you..."

"Hmm, I'll do some interviews here and then look for information on the taxi... Oh... Here we are, just stop at the door. I'll interview the guard first... How much does it cost?" Plaque of City H County Anti-Riot Detachment.

"Brother, why are we talking about money? We taxi drivers are the most loyal. Come here, here is my business card. When you need an interview, call me and I will call a group of brothers to provide you with that kind of material. How?

Like?" The driver looked generous.

"Hmm... Okay, okay, I'll call you after the interview. Thank you, driver. Goodbye!" Zhang Yang took the business card and put it in his pocket with respect in front of the driver. The driver saw that

Hehehe giggled, as if he had accomplished a great feat.

Watching the taxi leave, Zhang Yang couldn't help but touch his body. Did he really look like a reporter?

Well, I'll get a pair of glasses to wear that day, and it's best to get a notepad, folder, camera, etc. in my hand. I guess I won't have to spend money on taxis in the future...

In China, law enforcement departments are generally quite lively, and the anti-riot detachment in this county is no exception. There is a constant flow of people coming and going. Although there is a guard, he doesn't actually do anything. He just records the vehicles entering and monitors them.

People almost couldn't even look around.

As a guard in a place like this, you don't have to worry about a few petty thieves coming in. Even if the thieves eat the guts of a leopard, they won't be stupid enough to go to such a powerful agency to commit petty theft.

The police van parked at the innermost building in the yard. The building had two floors. From a distance, there were some small signs hanging on it. It should be an office or something. There was a simple bungalow outside, which looked very shabby.

However, the windows and doors have two layers. The inner layer is an old door with a wooden structure and colorful paint. The outer layer is an iron door with welded iron railings. It is dark red and looks very strong. It should be a place where suspects are detained.

.

Zhang Yang did not dare to go near the interrogation office. He first went to the toilet in the yard and then pretended to read casually under some newspaper columns while observing the surrounding environment with his eyes.

There is a huge space in the middle of the yard for parking. There is a three-story building behind the house that Zhang Yang entered just now. There is an open space in front of it. However, at the other end of the open space is a rotten building with more than 20 floors.

There is a boom on the roof of the tail building and the unfinished building. The sunlight casts a huge shadow on the unfinished building, and the boom is like a monster with its teeth and claws.

After China has experienced several major financial crises, unfinished buildings have become a Chinese characteristic. If a city does not have a few unfinished buildings, it will definitely be laughed at. At least, cities with unfinished buildings will say that they have developed here.

There is only one reason for the lack of unfinished buildings, and that is backwardness!

Looking at the unfinished building, Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up!

If anyone noticed Zhang Yang at this time, they would definitely find that although this young man with a somewhat immature facial features seemed careless, his footsteps began to measure in the yard, and his eyes visually measured the distance between the yard and the unfinished building from time to time...

Zhang Yang's head was calculating at high speed, and a bold and crazy plan slowly took shape in his head.

Time passed slowly. Liu Biao had spent more than two hours in the office, and Zhang Yang also stayed in the yard for a few hours. However, during this period, Zhang Yang went out for more than ten minutes to get a black plastic from outside.

He held the bag in his hand with two cigarettes in it. Of course, the cigarette box was empty. Zhang Yang found it in the garbage pit. Zhang Yang would not be naive and think that two good cigarettes could get Liu Biao out.

"Old man, when will your detachment leader come back?" Zhang Yang held the plastic bag and approached the guard with a mean smile on his face.

"You are... Oh, I see you have been here for a long time. Why are you looking for our detachment leader?" The old man was reading the newspaper and looked up at Zhang Yang suspiciously. Apparently, he also began to notice this young man who had been wandering in the yard.

.

"Um...hehe...it's hard to say..." Zhang Yang embarrassedly hid the black plastic bag behind his back.

"Then you came at a bad time. I don't know which detachment leader you are looking for, but I can tell you that none of the detachment captains are here."

The old man glanced at Zhang Yang's black plastic bag with a knowing expression on his face. He had seen this kind of thing too many times. This young man was obviously carrying two cigarettes and some souvenirs! Of course, the old man would not have thought of the so-called souvenirs.

These are the new clothes Zhang Yang bought for Liu Biao.

"Ah! When will you come back?" Zhang Yang suddenly looked anxious.

"It is said that he went to the city for a meeting. Usually he comes back at night when he goes to the city for meetings." The old man sympathized.

"Oh... I'll be back in the evening." Zhang Yang touched his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay. It's still late to come back in the evening. I'll wait, I'll wait..."

"Haha, just wait. But it's still very early now. How about you sit here for a while?" The old man enthusiastically moved a small stool out of the guard room.

"Thank you, uncle. It's not easy for me to come here once. I'll be fine after a while."
To be continued...