Until I got out of the car, I was still confused as I watched him drive away: What is this Police Officer Gao doing for me?

Banlu and Hanzang told me something about Han Laoliu, and gave me a precious special certificate, which also implied that killing is also a job. What does this mean?

Although his identity was 100% confirmed, he would never send me a fake certificate to make me play with. However, when I carried my luggage containing many contraband, I heard a loud noise from the security door. When I handed the ID to the security inspector, I was still full of anxiety, fearing that I would be treated as a lunatic.

I haven't heard of this before, I haven't even thought about it, and there is such a thing!

That little beautiful security inspector obviously had never seen such a powerful document.

He looked at me in surprise and said politely: "Sir, wait a moment." Then he put down the pass lever, ran to the supervision post with his ID, and asked the older old policeman what he wanted.

The old policeman was obviously surprised, stretched out his head and looked at me carefully, then pulled the phone and asked his superiors for instructions.

The other security check passages were all busy, only I stopped here, and the people behind me were a little impatient and moved to the other passages. Their eyes were a little surprised and a little confused. Of course, more resentment! It was really hateful. Others passed by well, why did the passages even close to you?

The old policeman put down the phone and looked at me again, neither saying he wanted me to go over nor saying no, as if he was still waiting for the instructions from his superiors.

A team of special police officers with live ammunition came over and stood five or six meters away from me. Although they did not make any further moves, everyone held the gun tightly and stared at me with their eyes fixed on them.

This made me feel a little unsure. Even if they suddenly rushed over and pushed me to the ground, I would not be surprised at all!

Five or six minutes later, the old policeman answered the phone again, wiping his sweat on his head while comparing his ID.

After putting down the phone, he ran towards me in a trot.

The team of special police immediately became nervous, and even the passengers sitting in the hall on other passages looked over from a distance, thinking that a big drama of subduing criminals was about to happen.

Who would have thought that the old policeman ran closer and pulled open the pass pole to signal me to go in.

After I approached, he respectfully handed me the ID and posted it in my ear and asked, "Leader, do we need any cooperation?"

Judging from the situation, he was more nervous than me.

It seems that after being a policeman for so many years, I finally encountered a major incident that could be bragging about for the rest of my life!

"No, just let me pass quickly, my flight is about to take off."

"Oh..." The old policeman was a little regretful and disappointed, but immediately walked quickly in fear and fear, leading me to the boarding gate.

At this moment, all the passengers were shocked and envious. They might have thought I was a great man!

Before I started my official boarding, I was the first to step on the hanging ladder.

As soon as I stepped on, the old policeman saluted me.

I turned around helplessly and said in a low voice: "Don't do this next time. Even if something really happens, I will be screwed up by you."

"Yes!" the old policeman stood attentively and replied in a proper manner.

It made me speechless!

This scene was watched by the beautiful flight attendants who were about to pick them up. The service along the way was extremely thoughtful and meticulous, and the young man sitting next to me ate some unreasonable jealousy. From his eyes, he could see that he was full of jealousy...

It was not until this time that I realized that this certificate is really a good thing!

Not to mention anything else, the privilege of boarding without inspection is much more convenient.

In the past, people could only separate their swords, or they could not take the high-speed train, which was time-consuming and laborious!

But from now on, I can take all the necessary things openly and take various means of transportation at will without even spending money.

As soon as I got off the plane, I called Wu Laohuai.

This time it was his grandson Xiao Wu who took it.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, are you here? Come and save my grandfather." His tone was very rapid and he was crying.

"What's wrong with your grandpa?" I asked anxiously as I walked out quickly.

"My grandfather seemed to have been infected with something. He had already fallen into a coma, and his whole body was swollen and not very good! It was like, as if he was being beaten up. Moreover,... his last explanation before he fell into a coma was not to send him to the hospital, not to tell others, and just wait for your call." Wu Laohuai might have had a premonition, and the situation seemed to be more serious than I thought.

"Don't worry, I'll be there right away where your home is."

"I have asked Uncle Ya to pick you up."

"Oh...I saw it!" As soon as I walked out of the hall, I saw a big sign with Zhang Jiulin in the crowd: "Then let's do it first, wait for a while before we meet." I hurriedly hung up the phone and walked towards the sign.

Holding the sign was an old man wearing a baseball cap and slightly hunched back.

I walked up to him, pointed to the sign, and then pointed myself and said, "I am Zhang Jiulin."

The old man nodded at me, turned around and left.

I followed him out of the crowd and got on a black Audi.

Although the mute man was very old, he drove very fiercely. He saw the car all the way, and kept honking his whistle. He didn't care about the red lights or red lights, and kept rushing forward with lightning speed! It seemed that he knew that Mr. Wu was in a dangerous situation and could not be delayed at all!

It was not long, so I came to a suburban manor.

It's actually a little exaggerated.

But close to the city, it has a unique courtyard, a three-story Hui-style villa with a courtyard with woods and rockery behind it. I can only describe it as a manor.

From this point of view, Mr. Wu has a good family background.

As soon as the car entered the door, Xiao Wu came out and quickly helped me open the door: "Shopkeeper Zhang, you are here!"

His face was covered with tears, and his eyes were red and swollen.

"Where is Mr. Wu?" I asked anxiously.

"Come with me." Xiao Wu led the way in front, pushed open the door and walked quickly.

Strangely, he didn't go into the bedroom or went upstairs, but took me into the kitchen.

After pressing the row of seasoning tanks half hanging on the wall for a few quick presses, amid the rattle, the range hood retracted upwards into the ceiling, and flipped over both sides of the kitchen cabinet on the back, and a secret door appeared on the wall!

It turns out that this is the secret room of Mr. Wu’s house!

Uncle Ya crossed his hands and reached into his arms, guarding outside the door, Xiao Wu pushed open the secret door and took me in.

After passing another large iron door with a brick-thickness, a room with gold and silver staggered in front of me appeared.

This is really a yellow and white match!

The entire wall, ceiling, and even the ground are inlaid with gold and silver.

It is not gold-plated silver, it is real gold-plated silver, and it is a thick gold-brick-silver brick! Under the light, the whole room shines.

I don’t know, but I thought it was the treasure room of which bank.

Roughly estimated, these golds are worth at least tens of millions.

Just in this golden light, there was a small iron bed - the bed was actually not small, but at this time, Wu Laohuai was already bulging and bloating like a big balloon at the celebration site, and it was the one that was about to explode. In contrast, the iron bed seemed extremely narrow and cramped.
Chapter completed!