Great Power

The eighteen-year-old in the last life was quite miserable, and Zheng Jianguo was unwilling to look back on the past. In the spring of 1980, he graduated from Yuquan Health School. It was just different from the reports of others who went to their respective hospital health centers with a graduation certificate. But he could only return home with a certificate of completion to become a member of the school. Xu Pingyou, who was entrusted by Zheng Fugui, sent him to the health school. The cost of tens of hundreds of yuan each year was just a certificate of completion.

There was no receiving unit but returned home to repair the earth. I learned that this was the person who had lost such a big man because of his father Zheng Fugui. Even the girlfriend who had talked to the family after talking about the distribution ran away, Zheng Jianguo So he sent the ridicule of outsiders to the old man’s head, and he wanted to go south to see. He didn’t want to get to the ground before leaving the train station and everything was stolen. In desperation, he had to telegraph his home. Then he asked the eldest brother-in-law Wang Lai and the second brother-in-law Zhao Bing to collect money to pick him up-this is also the reason why he remembers the electronic watch in the south.

Later, when he returned home with shame, he had suffered from being improperly regarded as a cultural person, and Zheng Jianguo also came up with the idea of ​​continuing to take university entrance examinations. However, it was not in 1977 and 1978. What he had to face was the past. A senior high school graduate with three years of formal teaching, so he was named Sun San for three consecutive years, and when he was in his early twenties and rushed to twenty-five or sixteen, he was considered a barefoot doctor who had resigned.

At the age of eighteen in his previous life, Zheng Jianguo woke up from a beautiful dream. On the first day of his eighteen years, Zheng Jianguo also woke up from a beautiful dream. The pink carcass in front of him disappeared, and what was waiting was the upper half of the window. The gloomy sky--

When his eyes stared at the window gradually focused, and his pupils began to lock on the snow piled on the glass, Zheng Jianguo jumped up from the warm bed, wrapped the quilt around his body and leaned on the window, rubbing with his hand. After looking at the frost on the cabling to see the scenery outside, he took a breath: "Hiss——"

Dense goose feathers and heavy snow fell from the sky. Zheng Jianguo, who had never felt a blizzard in Boston, was stunned. The disaster warning from the previous two days flashed in his mind, and his eyes were long gone in the snow outside. There was only an old high snowdrift standing in the place where he parked. He looked at the buried sturdy car. He was thankful that he had just added a batch of ingredients to the house. Then he looked at the wall clock on the wall and thought about it. So I went back to the bed wrapped in a quilt, and when I felt that it hadn't passed for a long time, the phone's ringing rang: "jingle bell--"

"What about disturbing dreams?"

Opening his eyes, Zheng Jianguo subconsciously glanced at his watch and found that more than two hours had passed, and the sky outside the window was still heavy, so he got up and wrapped the quilt in front of the phone, thinking that someone cared about him and picked it up. On the phone, I didn’t expect a familiar voice came from inside: "Zheng, are you okay? Now the outside roads are closed. It’s okay. You'd better not go out and seal all doors and windows--"

"Yona?"

Zheng Jianguo did not expect that the police sister was the first to call him, so he quickly said, "Thank you, Yuna, I was thinking about not going out today—"

"Now the governor has decided to temporarily stop the school, Zheng, pay attention to safety, and wish you a happy birthday by the way!"

I don’t know if it’s the signal or Yuna’s voice. The voice on the phone was a bit intermittent. Zheng Jianguo didn’t expect this sister to really remember her birthday, so she said, “Thank you Yuna, but the weather is bad today. , You should also pay attention to travel safety. You must be busy today, right?"

"It's okay now, I have something to do, hang up first."

With a slightly hurried voice coming, Yuna's voice disappeared from the phone. Zheng Jianguo put the microphone on the phone. His previous sleepiness was gone. He blinked and looked at the sparse snow outside and turned around. I opened the closet in the bedroom, picked up the bulletproof vest inside, and began to put it on.

According to normal analysis, Yuna is likely to congratulate him on his happy birthday. If he is concerned about safety, it should be a polite range, but Zheng Jianguo was blocked by a gun before. If it was not for Kasana's suicide, Yuna would have committed suicide. Come, his current grave head grass is probably too old—

Putting on the body armor composed of five Kevlar materials neatly, Zheng Jianguo carried the only defensive weapon, baseball bat, and checked the windows and doors. After he tossed, he remembered that he had not eaten yet, so he took out a bottle of milk and poured it in. Heat in the pot, hit the rice in the pressure cooker to the heating position, turn out the remaining dishes and throw them into the microwave, press the switch before returning to the phone, pick it up, find the number and dial it, but it doesn’t ring. After being picked up a few times, an impatient man called: "Suffolk County Police Department—"

"Is Yuna? I'm Zheng Jianguo, and I have something to do with her—"

Zheng Jianguo asked without even thinking about it. Unexpectedly, the man on the phone had a loud voice: "Yona took a vacation today and said it was for an important friend’s birthday. If you want to find her, you can call her home, but I can’t Make sure you can find her."

"—Okay, thank you, Mr. Officer, I know, I will call her."

Putting down the phone, Zheng Jiaguo blinked and heard the kettle on the gas hood screaming. After a few steps, he closed the handle with a towel and poured a cup of hot milk in the quilt. Then he looked at the gloomy window outside. Snow flakes all over the sky: "Yona took time off, to celebrate a friend's birthday?"

Zheng Jianguo is not a passionate person, but today’s thing is a little too coincidental. Now I remembered that when Yuna was asked if she was busy, she also said that she is not busy now, is this young policeman preparing to give herself a birthday surprise ?

"But what she told herself was to close the doors and windows."

The reminding words flashed in his mind, Zheng Jianguo is not a straight steel man who is incomprehensible at the moment. Of course, he is not the kind of self-satisfied person. He quickly labeled this sister as a suspect in his mind, but this is not It prevented him from calling others. After all, this sister not only kept the phone number of the police station, but also left her family's phone on it.

After finding out the phone and dialing, Zheng Jianguo put his ears in full concentration and heard a naive voice from the other side: "Hello, this is Smith's house, I am Wen Luo——"

"Hello, is it Yuna Smith's?"

The thought of who this was flashed through Zheng Jianguo's mind, and he listened to the other party's immature voice quickly moving away from the microphone, and a faint roar came out: "Yona, don't sleep late, there is a man looking for you!"

"Man? What's your name?"

From the far and near voices, the immature voice rang in the microphone: "Who are you?"

"Oh, give it to me! Go and play~"

Yuna apparently robbed the phone, but the immature voice that was robbed was obviously unhappy: "Dad, your eldest daughter bullied me-why would a man call you, you are so fierce~"

The immature voice flew away in the microphone, and Yuna's voice came over: "Hello, who are you?"

"Yona, this is Zheng Jianguo."

Holding the phone and hearing the affection from the opposite sister, Zheng Jianguo flashed Zheng Donghua’s melon face and said, Yuna in the microphone seemed to have changed someone: "Oh, Zheng, are you looking for me? You see. Are suspicious elements haunting your home?"

"No, Yuna, I am looking for you because I want you to—teach me how to shoot."

Zheng Jianguo looked at the sparsely falling snow outside the window. After speaking, he heard Yuna's voice disappear from the microphone, and then he said: "You know, I can apply for a shotgun today, so I want to learn as soon as possible. Some self-defense things and apply for a shotgun license by the way."

"Well, I promised you. For your personal safety, I just know that there is a good indoor shooting range. Well, when will it start?"

Just when Zheng Jianguo thought he would be rejected, Yuna's voice didn't seem to have any emotion at all, and he also said: "It's better to choose a day than hit the sun. Are you free today?"

"Oh, I'm free, I'm off work at home today~ This is also the reason I said before that I'm not busy~ I'll pick you up?"

Yuna knows the address of Zheng Jianguo. Of course, this is not to say that she remembered it in private, but that the goods were bugged and let her pass. The incident was still raging and caused the Boston Police Department to be paid attention to by the media. Bo, everyone in the police station knew that she and Zheng had a good relationship after the incident: "Are you still living there?"

"Yes, I'm still here, then you can pick me up~"

Zheng Jianguo didn't expect this sister to be so considerate, thinking that the other party was a policeman, the anxiety in his heart disappeared. He has been in the United States for so long, but he knows that the rights of these policemen are not comparable to those of domestic policemen. You are not allowed. If you move, you must not move, otherwise you will either be handcuffed or shot to the ground. Of course, the reason for this is also because the shooting incidents in the United States are too frequent.

Free America, shooting every day, the most domestic police face is a dagger fist, and this is in the United States as long as a green card can apply for a pistol, as long as there is no violent history, most of them will apply, so the police are asking suspicious persons to raise their arms and hold them. When she turned her head, she was also afraid that the suspicious person would pull out the gun. This is also the reason why Yuna shot the gun after seeing the door opened last time.

Compared with the pistols that can be applied for with a green card, Zheng Jianguo's shotgun license is more troublesome, and this is why he thought of looking for Yuna, so he got the information he wanted after the latter entered the door: "You cannot rely on a hunting license to hold a gun in Massachusetts. Your source is unreliable. You need to apply for a LicensetoCarry (LTC) license to carry a gun or a Firearm Identification (FID) firearm certification card.

Of course, referring to your current identity, it doesn’t matter if you have a gun permit. Non-green card foreigners are not allowed to apply. So Zheng you have to say goodbye to the pistol, because the firearm certification card only allows the owner to hold a rifle and shotgun Gun, you can buy an M16 or AK47 for self-defense, of course you can play at the shooting range, as long as you pay for it."

Entering Zheng Jianguo’s dormitory, Yuna felt warmth. Then, when she saw the air conditioner in the corner of the room, she opened the zipper of her down jacket, revealing her beautiful figure and laughed: "It's just that you brought the gun into campus, Harvard The university is afraid that there will be opinions—"

"Then I will move out at that time. Now that I remember that if I didn't have you last time, I would still feel lingering fears. I haven't thanked you yet—"

Zheng Jianguo glanced over Yuna’s goose egg face, thinking of the childish voice on the phone in his mind. When he contacted her the first few times, he found that he was younger, but after changing into casual clothes, he found that he was younger. A student who has no medical school: "Yona, I think you seem to be about the same age as me—"

"Well, I want to say that asking a woman's age is very impolite. I didn't go to school after graduating from high school. Had it not been for the law that the police only recruited 20-year-old adults, I would have passed the assessment last year.

My father is a policeman. I went to fight deer with him when I was eight years old. I can use M1911 to Zastava M76 pistols, so teaching you how to shoot should be no problem."

Feeling that she was underestimated, Yuna couldn't help but raise her voice a little bit before saying that she was a high school graduate, and the identity of the schoolmaster flashed in her mind. Fortunately, she quickly realized that she was using her own shortcomings. Comparing with the other's strengths, I also found out my own advantages. I said, and remembered a condition for learning guns: "Are you not nearsighted?"

"This is not nearsighted. I bought some animal liver and carrots. These two foods are good for the eyes."

After changing clothes and picking up the down jacket on the wall, Zheng Jianguo knew that he could not let the other person stay in the dormitory for too long. Nothing paparazzi squatted: "My car is buried, let's sit on your handlebars?"

"I thought you changed cars and didn't see it outside—"

Zippered and went out, Yuna walked to the car with a layer of snow on the side of the road. After Zheng Jianguo locked the door, he pulled a few hairs and rubbed it into the crack of the door, put on a down jacket and hat and walked into the heavy snow. Inside, the Plymouth sedan that opened Yuna entered the position of the co-pilot: "The shooting range is not far away, right?"

"Not far, near Cambridge."

Watching Zheng Jianguo buckle the seat belt, Yuna skillfully started the fire, and the car slowly slid out in the heavy snow: "The shooting range sells firearms part-time, and also accepts the application for firearms certification card, but the application cycle It's relatively long, ranging from a few weeks to a few months. Fortunately, you didn't have a tendency to violence before, and coupled with your current identity, there must be no problem. Will you not celebrate your birthday today?"

"Actually my birthday hasn't arrived yet—"

Zheng Jianguo said that he found Yuna's face turned into curiosity instantly, and he smiled and said: "The birthday on my identity information is December 5, 1961. This is calculated according to the AD calendar, which is based on the Jesus era. , And according to our Republic’s traditional calendar, it’s actually the Jihai month and Renshen Day of the Xinchou Year of the Ox. This day is October 28th, so my birthday is October 28th this year. In the A.D. calendar, it is-December 17, 1979."

Yuna was instantly surprised: "Your birthday is different every year?"