Chapter 1: Deep urban routines
Beijing West Railway Station.
Less than a hundred meters away from the bus stop, a dilapidated and repainted minibus was parked quietly behind the green belt, separated from the entrance of the ever-flowing train station by only a dense bush.
The minibus driver was a stocky man with a short build, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of flat glasses on the bridge of his nose. However, no matter how neatly he tidied up, he could not conceal his charlatanism.
He was leaning against the window with his left hand holding half of a red pagoda mountain. The thumb of his right hand was tapping quickly on his mobile phone. Looking at the love between his eyebrows, he was obviously flirting with a certain woman.
At this moment, the young man in the passenger seat, who was leaning against the window with his eyes closed and concentrating, suddenly straightened his spine exaggeratedly, causing the chair to creak and groan.
The minibus driver, who was beaming with joy, was suddenly startled. He almost threw the Nokia 8250 out of his hand. He suddenly became angry and turned around and cursed: "You are so startled that you want to die?!"
"Ahem! Ahem!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there were several violent coughs near the car door.
The driver knew that his accomplice pretending to be a passenger was reminding him not to create extraneous matters, so as not to delay the serious business.
But in fact, he didn't need to remind him that the minibus driver had already backed down because the look in the young man's eyes was so penetrating.
His thick eyebrows were tilted upward, like two steel knives inserted into his temples. In his eye sockets, which were deeper than ordinary people, there were a pair of round eyes with white on all sides, and the pupil in the middle was slightly yellow, like It is a poisonous snake coiled in the snow. It is cold, ferocious and makes people shudder.
Just when the minibus driver was so flustered by the glare of these eyes that he subconsciously shrank and tried to stay away from the other person, the young man's eyebrows suddenly dropped, and his eyelids naturally covered part of the whites of his eyes, revealing the murderous facial features. It suddenly became much softer.
"Why is this dream happening again?"
The young man muttered to himself, and lay back down again as if he was angry. Because the movement was too big, the back of his head hit the cast iron window frame hard, making a muffled sound.
The minibus driver felt pain when he saw it, and he immediately relaxed. He curled his lips and cursed: "You, you are a fool."
How could a normal person hit him with such force?
Remembering that he had been fooled by a fool just now, the minibus driver became a little angry and wanted to beat up this silly boy. However, he thought of the boss repeatedly telling the brothers not to obstruct the road by forcing buying and selling. Robbery, he finally calmed down his anger.
Compared with the minibus driver, the psychological activity of the young man opposite was much more intense at this time, because there was severe pain in the back of his head, which finally made him confirm that he was not dreaming, but had returned to more than 20 years ago!
This young man's name is Xu Kun, and he was originally a prisoner on death row who was about to be released from prison.
His more than 20 years of prison life have made him both hopeful and fearful of the outside world. Infected by this contradictory emotion, he often dreams about the past before he was imprisoned.
Xu Kun's hometown is in a remote county in Hebei Province. He was born in 1980. His parents divorced when he was 11 years old, and they soon started their own families and had children.
Xu Kun, whose grandma did not care for her and whose uncle did not love him, was kicked back and forth like a ball for several years. His already bad temper became even more violent. He was expelled from school because of many fights.
After leaving school, he cut off contact with his parents. He gradually gained some fame in the county by practicing martial arts since he was a child and dared to fight. For this, he won the appreciation of a certain elder brother. After two years, he was incompatible with gambling and drug abuse. Happy days.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. In the summer of 2001, in order to compete for the beer business of the HS night market food stalls, Xu Kun's boss Zhang Yong had a conflict with a group of dragons crossing the river.
During the firefight, Xu Kun charged forward, and despite being chased and intercepted by three or four people, he suddenly broke the arm of the opponent's boss, helping his side gain the upper hand.
I thought that the opponent would probably give in, but the next day Zhang Yong was attacked by gunmen sent by the opponent. Although Zhang Yong escaped by chance, he no longer had the courage to confront the opponent head-on.
Fortunately, Brother Yong is still a loyal person. Before taking the initiative to seek peace with the other party, he sent Xu Kun to the capital and asked his cousin, the foreman of the family, to take care of him.
But how could the young and frivolous Xu Kun know what it means to give in?
After arriving in the capital, he stayed in a hotel arranged by his cousin Yong for five or six days. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Finally, he made up his mind to go home and do something big, and let the outsiders know what a strong dragon is. Don't suppress local snakes.
So he didn't even know Brother Yong's cousin, picked up his luggage and went straight to the West Railway Station in Beijing.
After getting off the bus, Xu Kun saw a girl wearing a steward uniform standing at the entrance. He assumed that she was a station staff member and asked where to buy tickets.
As a result, he was taken to this minibus by the girl. As for the reason...
"Why do you still want to take a car?"
At this time, a confused voice suddenly came from outside the car door, but there was another migrant worker in his early twenties, wearing an old camouflage uniform and carrying a blue, white and red nylon bag, who was brought over by the sweet-looking girl in uniform.
Seeing the work coming, the minibus driver immediately put the Nokia into his trouser pocket, stuck his head out of the window, and asked condescendingly: "Comrade, our capital has successfully bid for the Olympics. You should know this, right?"
"Who doesn't know this? I listen to the noise on the radio every day!"
It was July 13, 2001, that Beijing successfully bid for the Olympics. Today is August 14. After a month of publicity and publicity, everyone even in the mountains and valleys knew about it, let alone migrant workers in the capital.
But I heard the driver say again: "Then you should also know that there will be many foreigners coming by then, right? Think about it, those foreigners are not familiar with the place and can't speak Chinese. What if they get lost?" What to do? So the above specially arranged a special car to take you from the bus station to the ticket gate!" At this point, he patted the car and said with a smile: "We are now in trial operation, just try to find the fault first! I mean, if we wait until the Olympics, foreigners will not be allowed on the bus at all - what, you are not happy with this free opportunity? "
As soon as he finished speaking, his accomplices sitting at the door burst into laughter, and the little girl who brought him over also covered her mouth and snickered.
The migrant worker made a fuss about roasting chicken. He just thought he was a rare stranger and made a fool of himself in front of the people in the capital. He hurriedly got on the minibus with his head lowered and made random excuses: "It turned out to be for the foreign devils." Yes, that’s not strange, that’s not strange.”
At that time, everyone in the country believed that foreigners were superior to others. If something was illogical, it would suddenly become reasonable when applied to foreigners, not to mention the word "Olympic" attached to it.
Even though Xu Kun didn't have a good impression of foreigners back then, he was still fooled by this rhetoric.
Seeing that he had fooled another person, the minibus driver raised his eyebrows at the girl with a proud face, admiring the elder brother who planned all this.
After bringing this group of people back to the courtyard, they were first forced to take out all their cash to buy tickets, and then escorted to the train one by one, so that they had no chance to call the police.
This job makes money faster than robbery, and the risk is smaller - the people who are deceived are usually ignorant country people, who have no power and power, and they are unlikely to run back to the capital to risk their lives for hundreds or even thousands of dollars.
As for calling the police after returning home...
Haha~
Anyway, even if he is really caught, he will be sentenced to forced purchase and sale, and at most he will be charged with fraud, which is much lighter than robbery.
"Brother."
The minibus driver was flattering his elder brother in his heart, but unexpectedly his shoulder was suddenly tapped. When he turned around and saw Xu Kun, who had given him a false alarm, the driver's face suddenly turned cloudy, and he asked angrily: "What the hell?" Well?"
Xu Kun held up a corner of the woven bag and showed his white teeth at him: "I'm sorry, brother, I suddenly remembered that I left something behind, and I have to go back and get it quickly."
With that said, he walked towards the car door on his own.
"Wait a minute, you..."
The driver became increasingly unhappy when he saw this, and subconsciously wanted to stop him, but when he turned around, he found that everyone in the car was looking at him.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the idea of stopping Xu Kun. Otherwise, if there was a conflict, all the 'wallets' in this car would fly away.
Seeing Xu Kun carrying a woven bag with blue and white stripes, getting out of the car and disappearing into the sea of people around the green belt, the minibus driver secretly cursed "bad luck", took two puffs of cigarette, and reached into his pants pocket, planning to spend the evening's financial aid. Once the matter of the errant woman is settled, it will be easier to vent her anger.
As soon as he put his hand into his trouser pocket, his expression suddenly changed.
The next second, an angry roar erupted from the minibus: "Holy shit, this is the mobile phone I just bought!!!"
at the same time.
Xu Kun, who was mixed in with the crowd, took out the Nokia from the blue and white striped woven bag and dialed 110 in a leisurely manner.
The moment the call was connected, his waist bent unconsciously.
More than twenty years of prison life have taught him how to hide his sharp edge - of course, he has also learned a lot of bits and pieces of 'craft' along the way.
"Hello, hello, this is..."
"Hey, it's the government... No, is it the police comrade? I want to call the police!"
Before the policeman on the opposite side of the line finished his opening remarks, Xu Kun said incoherently: "The leader's name is Liu Dahai. They live in a large courtyard at the southwest corner of Nancaiyuan Middle School in Xuanwu District. The house number is... I can't remember it clearly. Anyway, They prepared some contraband and said yes, they wanted to come again..."
At this point, he suddenly shouted: "Ah, what do you want to do?! I have already called the police..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xu Kun hung up the phone neatly, then opened the back cover, pulled out the phone sim card, and threw it into the sewer beside the road.
In Beijing in 2001, it was a time when the limelight was tight, and coupled with his deliberately slanderous "government" at the beginning, I believe that the police will definitely pay attention to it and quickly bring this group of people to justice.
But this actually gave them an advantage. After all, in his previous life, Xu Kun was sentenced to a suspended death because he had a conflict with this group of people and stabbed Liu Dahai and two of his men to death on the spot.
Alas~
At that time, I was young and angry and got red-eyed. It could be said that I was overly defensive when I stabbed Liu Dahai to death, but when I chased and killed two others and seriously injured one, it is difficult to explain it as overly defensive. .
If the judge hadn't considered that Xu Kun was actually acting in self-defense at the beginning, he would probably have imposed an immediate execution instead of a suspended death sentence.
It's all gone~
What happened in the previous life is no longer important. Since God has allowed him, Xu, to live a new life, then he must live an upright, free and comfortable life in this life, and put the more than 20 years in prison into his own hands. Bitter, Quante Niang’s supply will come back!
(End of chapter)