Great Power

"He is so old--"

When he reached his lips, Zheng Jianguo swallowed the rest of the words back. Lin Shan's business ability was not brilliant in his eyes, but the old man’s enthusiasm was seen from the change of Zheng Fugui’s fate, so late at night When someone knocks on the door and asks him, as long as he has a bit of professional ethics, he will agree to go there, right?

"Is there anyone else in his family?"

For a long time, Zheng Jianguo frowned and asked. He remembered that Lin Shan did not have a son. Soon enough, Zheng Fugui's words confirmed his thoughts: "The teacher did not have a family in his life, but he picked up a girl in the previous years. As a nurse in the infirmary, your mother visited when we came back and gave some money."

"Then move her account to—"

A certain thought flashed in his mind, but Zheng Jianguo didn't say it. He has very few such impulses now, but at this moment, it is easy to take care of, so he said: "Why don't you find Qi Ming , Transfer her to the county hospital, and I will find someone to send her to an evening school—"

"Qi Ming has now been transferred to the Second People's Hospital. He is now the director of the president's office. If Lin Ling is transferred to the People's Hospital, I can do it."

Zheng Fugui’s voice was a few decibels higher. Zheng Jianguo didn’t expect Qi Ming to go to the Second Hospital. If he hadn’t become the director of the Dean’s Office, he would have thought that this was because Chief Qi had offended the person and was assigned. Then the Second People The hospital is in the suburbs of Dongguan: "Then you can do it better, but I think you'd better find someone to do it. Now there are many mistakes waiting for you—"

Dad wants to show his ability. Of course, Zheng Jianguo will not stop him. However, considering that he has been offending people since he was admitted to college, he has offended a large number of people secretly before going abroad. Now he is in the United States of America. People want to make him feel weak, but if the old man is watched at home because of Feiying Gougou, not to mention whether he can find someone behind to settle the account, the ready-made face will be thrown into the mud.

"You are going to relocate Sanlibao, do I still care about those clowns?"

Zheng Fugui obviously didn't pay much attention to it, but he had his own thoughts in it: "I will take care of Lin Ling to repay the teacher's kindness, who dares to say that I am not?"

"Well, do as you said."

Hearing that his father made up his mind, Zheng Jianguo didn't say anything. Just as Zheng Fugui said, he will relocate Sanlibao as a whole. He will become a squire in the future, right?

Everything had been arranged, Zheng Jianguo said two more words and hung up the phone. He just looked at the flashing transponder, and after thinking about it, he pressed his hand down, unexpectedly Jiang Lu’s voice came over. : "Jianguo, Xu Mi has now been seconded to the Ministry of Education, and Zhao Mi has become the deputy director of the Foreign Affairs Office of the China Foreign Affairs University. I was watching the gate at the embassy—"

"Oh, I was waiting here."

Thinking of Cui Mi's phone call before, Zheng Jianguo didn't expect this kind of change. The reason why Xu Mi went to the Ministry of Education was because of his previous words about commune education. Later, he filled in the data and let Xu Mi take it away. It should have attracted the attention of the above, but for Xu Mi, it should be expected.

It’s just that Zhao Liangliang went to the Deputy Director of the Foreign Affairs Office of the China Foreign Affairs University. This is a bit exaggerated in Zheng Jianguo’s impression. He is naturally no stranger to the Foreign Affairs University, but that was only heard after the college entrance examination at that time. I still want to apply for this school in hindsight.

However, due to the reason of going abroad, Zheng Jianguo and Zhao Liangliang and other diplomats also dealt with this school, which was officially restored at the end of this year. What was surprising was that Zhao Liangliang was able to transfer to this place, and it was also from the Foreign Affairs Office. deputy director?

The deputy director of the foreign affairs office of the school that has not yet recovered, no matter how it looks like it was distributed, Zheng Jianguo's thought flashed through his mind and pressed the next message, but what surprised him was that after listening to all the messages, there was none. Cui Yu's phone message: "Hey, is this not here?"

"Forget it if you didn't come—"

After listening to everything, I found that there was no other news. Zheng Jianguo was not all right. He took off his clothes and took a shower in the bathroom. He took the paper to be reviewed and went to the sofa. He sat down and started rushing homework. A ringtone came: "Ding Dong——"

"this late--"

Looking at the wall clock on the wall pointing to 22 o'clock, Zheng Jianguo put down the paper in his hand and stood up, turned off the high-definition TV that was still on, and went to the door. Through the glass door, he saw Mary and Hardison outside. So I turned on the intercom and said: "Mr. Hardison, Mrs. Hardison, you shouldn't have come here. My lawyer said that we can't communicate through private contact--"

"Hey, Zheng, can I talk to you face to face? Just like a man to a man?"

Hardison suddenly raised his head and looked at the walkie-talkie. Then he saw the surveillance camera in the corner under the eaves of the door, and his expression changed immediately: "You are using this video to counter-sue Valerie? You? What happened with Valerie? What did she say to you?"

"Oh, it turns out that Valerie hasn't told the truth, so let's not see each other even more--"

Zheng Jianguo touched his nose and talked to the walkie-talkie. Just by looking at how the Hardison and his wife were still in the dark, he knew that Valerie had not confessed to the poor parents, so he said: Riley's accusation against me is really mean. I want to ask you two to leave my door, otherwise I will call the police. You wouldn't want me to do that, would you?"

"Doctor Zheng, we just want to talk to you, Valerie is a good boy, she has a very kind heart—"

Mary looked at the camera with a look of pitiful pleading, but just because he saw the sadness on her face, Zheng Jianguo frowned: "You will know what happened, and I hope Mrs. Hardison will come. If you can still believe that she is a good boy and she is very kind-hearted, you can go."

"Zheng, you are still a doctor, I think your heart is cold, like a yellow skin—"

Hardison gritted his teeth and yelled suddenly, but before he could finish his words, Mary next to him waved her hand on his face, and quickly covered her mouth after a slap: "Hardison ,To shut up!!!"

"Hehe, there is a saying in my house that goes upstairs and downstairs is crooked. Valerie's current fate is not taught by others. If you don't leave, I will publish the previous video. You You can go now."

Frowning his brow and issuing the ultimatum again, Zheng Jianguo returned to his sofa, picked up the previous paper and began to look at it. Based on his understanding of Americans, the two men would never stay at the door to pester him.

And the fact is just as Zheng Jianguo thought. Hardison and Mary at the door left soon. After reading the two papers in hand, Zheng Jianguo also yawned and climbed into bed, but he did not expect It was the sudden and rapid siren in the middle of the night: "Uuuuu-"

"Sheet!"

Sitting upright on the Simmons mattress, Zheng Jianguo settled down and awoke and took a breath. He found that there was no pungent smell as expected, and understood that it was not a fire. So he turned over and pressed the alarm switch at the door. I put my hand on the doorknob to test the temperature, and then slowly opened the door and looked outside. It was clear that there was nothing abnormal under the faint moonlight.

However, Zheng Jianguo, who has a clear understanding of his own security system, knew that this alarm would not sound unreasonably. He took two steps slowly in the corridor, and suddenly there was a faint roar: "Hey--"

"Woooooo-"

The harsh alarm sounded again. Zheng Jianguo knew where the problem was, so he turned around and quickly went to the basement to monitor, and he saw the hideous-faced Hardison holding the civilian version of the dual-tube Reming under the camera at the front entrance. Suddenly 870, he was aiming at him (surveillance camera) with the muzzle of the black hole: "Boom——"

"Fool, it's so stupid and hopeless--"

As the fire flashed, the surveillance camera lens showed spots. Zheng Jianguo could think that installing surveillance equipment would naturally also think that it would be destroyed by people, so the location of the surveillance camera was poured with cement + concrete in advance and then installed bulletproof from inside. Glass, this kind of Remington gun wants to destroy it is nonsense.

However, Zheng Jianguo was not idle either. The Remington 870 civilian version is both a defensive and a door-opening tool. Nothing is locked in front of this kind of gun. That is, his bulletproof door is not a one-way lock, but up and down and left three. Inserting into the lock, breaking the lock will only make the door completely locked.

Of course, there is another entrance to the house, which is the garage door. Zheng Jianguo soon arrived at the phone and started calling the police: "911? Someone at my door wanted to invade my room with a gun. He had already fired twice— —"

"Woooooo-"

The harsh sirens still sounded in the room. After Zheng Jianguo called the police, the detectives turned off the alarm again. He only waited for him to look at the outside movement after he reached the closed window curtain, and found that the call had already been called at some point. The lights are brightly lit up in No. 50, and there are people watching by the windows.

"Damn it, fortunately this is bulletproof-"

Looking at the door, Hardison was still holding a gun and shooting at the door. Zheng Jianguo was a little bit cold looking at his back. If the bulletproof design was not used to save money at the time, he should have been dead on the spot. There are only bulletproof helmets and night vision goggles at home. These two things were given away for nothing when facing Remington 870.

"2:43—"

Looking at the watch on his wrist, Zheng Jianguo started to time the police. I don’t know if the police fell asleep in the dead of night, or the police were nervous because of the previous power outage and people fished in troubled waters. Until the door Hadison drew up the ammunition and returned home. They didn't even arrive.

"Wow--"

Like a scene in a movie and TV series, after Hardison returned to his home, a police car drove on the street. However, because Hardison had already returned to his house, the police car stopped behind Zheng Jianguo’s house. After getting out of the car, a policeman even looked left and right, and finally walked towards his house.

"Sheet!"

Zheng Jianguo glanced at Hardison's house, and ran to the door immediately, looking through the glass at the police outside, shouting and gesticulating: "Over there, over there, the murderer is over there, coming out again—"

"Open the door, open the door for me, are you calling the police? What are you talking about?"

When the policeman at the door looked at Zheng Jianguo with a curious expression, he only heard a roar from his companion behind him: "Xiete, stop, sir--"

"boom--"

"Snapped--"

With a roar mixed with fire, the policeman at the door turned around and saw Hardison with a gun. He immediately ignored the companion who fell to the ground next to him. He pulled out the gun and pulled the trigger: "Papa Papa— —"

"father!!!"

With a scream, Hardison fell to the ground, Mike's figure appeared from door 52, but Zheng Jianguo ignored him and turned to the garage door. He hurriedly opened the door lock and opened the garage again, and then he faced the police who had fallen to the ground. Ran over: "Get out, get out, I'm a doctor!"

"Ah, you are a doctor—"

The policeman who was looking solemnly looked at Zheng Jianguo, and Zheng Jianguo nodded and said: "Yes, I am a doctor in the emergency room of Massachusetts General Hospital, and of course I am a resident. Let me see your companion—— Oh, Shett."

"Is Amos still saved?"

When Zheng Jianguo saw the policeman who fell on the ground with blood on his face, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. At this moment, the policeman in front of him looked like a blood gourd, and he shook his head and looked at the policeman. In the past: "I don't know, I've never seen this kind of injury, but I have to see if there are any injuries elsewhere—"

As the first time he encountered a gunshot and gunshot patient, Zheng Jianguo found that he was not as excited as he had previously imagined, but rather calmly avoided the bloody face, and began to check the police's injuries: "I need Untie his clothes—"

He tremblingly untied the policeman’s clothes. When Zheng Jianguo looked at the blood on the policeman’s not broad chest, he also knew the policeman’s greatest danger now: "What is his blood type? Amos’s blood type? Ask the emergency center to contact the hospital to match the blood type that suits him first. The wound is too much and the amount of bleeding cannot be estimated. It cannot be sent to the emergency room 5 minutes away, otherwise he will not see the operating table. ——"

The policeman who walked to Hardison who had fallen to the ground heard the yelling, and immediately looked back at his companion and looked at the "gunman" who was also on the ground, then raised his foot and kicked the shotgun on the ground. The detective pulled away the boy lying on the "gunner" and shouted at the walkie-talkie: "The center center-let the emergency center coordinate the emergency room reception within 5 minutes, and Amos can not support the hospital 5 minutes away. ——"

"Woo-"

Zheng Jianguo turned his gaze to Hardison who fell to the ground in the distance, and another police car drove in the distance. At this moment, Mary stumbled to the side of Hardison. He looked at him and shouted, "God. , Hadison, Hadison-Zheng, can you save him?"