Chapter 45: The Bastard Has a Gun

  An Wei rented a two-story small building in a middle-class district, the living room was the company's office, which was actually just a desk with a computer and printer on it.

  Jin Hu and An Wei together carried Ning Guoquan to the room upstairs, and casually covered a quilt on Ning Guoquan's body. An Wei looked at Ning Guoquan who was breathing evenly and asked Jin Hu: "Brother Hu! When will Master Ning wake up?"

  "Just wait for another day." Jin Hu waved his hand at An Wei, indicating that he should follow him downstairs.

  Two people walked to the office desk downstairs, An Wei picked up a few pictures and said to Jin Hu: "This is what was passed on from China, and there are these samples." After finishing, he pointed to a tube on the table and several metal sheets.

  Jin Hu looked at several samples, took the paper from An Wei's hand, pulled over a chair and sat down, looking at the information in his hand, he fished out a cigarette from his pocket and tossed one to An Wei. He lit it himself and looked at the things on the paper: one was a three or four meter long pipe, with "boiler tube steel" written on it. Jin Hu furrowed his brow and asked An Wei, "Is this thing also in short supply domestically?"

  "The information I found here shows that the pipe is a high-end boiler pipe made in Japan, and many are imported. The quality of Chinese steel mills is not very good," An Wei explained to Jin Hu.

  Jin Hu nodded and continued to flip through the papers, the ones behind were all alloy steel plates, and they all required one roll at a time, with each roll weighing at least several tons. Jin Hu looked at these things and also saw An Wei's notes on the domestic market prices he had found, the prices were not bad, but what made Jin Hu scratch his head was that it wouldn't be a problem for him to get these few tons of stuff onto the island, but how Wang Jun would get these things onto the small boat with his men was the real issue. Installing a crane on a small island? Don't joke around! On an island as small as this, even fishermen could see it, and what's the point of keeping it secret?

  Furrowing his brow, he thought for half a day but still couldn't come up with a good solution. Two people could carry one steel pipe, and if not, three people could do it. These few tons of things were really not easy to handle. Finally, he said to An Wei: "Tell them that these steel plates can't be handled for now, I'll think of a way later. I'll arrange for the pipes in a few days."

  "Alright!" An Wei took out a notebook and pen from the table.

  "What's up?" Jin Hu looked at An Wei and put down his pen, asking: "Was it smooth when you went to get things?"

  "Smooth! I contacted them as you said and they notified us to pick up the goods on the second day. When we arrived, there were three big packages placed nicely, we just carried them onto the truck and came back." An Wei smiled and said: "All military-grade weapons".

  Jin Hu nodded and said, "Get them to move the car for me, you come with me to pick up my vehicle. Later, contact me by phone if you feel bored, you can also go back home to take a break."

  "Great!" An Wei said happily after hearing that, and then asked Jin Hu: "Brother Tiger! Can I keep one set of this guy?"

  Jin Hu looked at An Wei with a smile and said: "If you want to, just leave one set, but this thing can't be shown off, it can only be played secretly by yourself".

  "I know," Anrui said, turning around and walking towards the side of the kitchen, opening a small door, revealing a staircase leading down to the basement. Jinhuo got up from his chair and followed Anrui downstairs to the underground room.

  Two people went back and forth twice to put several bags in the back seat of the car, Jin Hu took this time's materials from the table and held them in his hand, only then did he head towards Ning Guoquan's small house.

  Arriving at the hut, Jin Hu and An Wei transferred the things to Jin Hu's car again. After everything was packed up, Jin Hu said to An Wei: "You go back first, I'll take another look here, did Master Ning leave anything behind?"

  An Wei nodded after listening, got into his own car, started it up and drove down the mountain along the winding road.

  Watching Anwei's car disappear from view, Jintiger lit a cigarette and took a few puffs before opening the hatch and dumping everything on the car, along with the documents, into the warship. He then drove the car back and forth.

  Things were settled, and Jin Hu's mood naturally improved. He turned on the music and drove while listening to it, not realizing that the car's speed had increased. He quickly passed through an intersection, and tragically heard the sound of a police siren behind him: "The vehicle in front, please pull over!"

  Jin Hu smiled and shook his head, pulling the car over to the side of the road and rolling down the window. He waited for the police car behind him to approach. From the rearview mirror, Jin Hu saw a uniformed officer on the left side of the police car walking towards his vehicle with one hand resting on his holstered gun.

  "Your driver's license," said the police officer who had walked up to Jinhu's door and looked at him before asking, "Chinese?"

  Jin Hu nodded and handed his driver's license to the police officer on this side. As he looked up, he suddenly realized that the officer was a Western woman. She took his license and flipped through it with her flashlight in hand. Jin Hu's gaze fell on the woman's uniform, which accentuated her full chest, and he thought to himself, "Maybe I'll get a uniform tonight."

  The female cop was enraged by Jin Hu's gaze, and she had never met such an arrogant Asian. She threw her driver's license onto the car: "Get out!"

  Jin Hu was still thinking about his uniform for tonight when he heard this and looked up at the policewoman: "You're talking to me?"

  "It's you!" The policewoman said to Jinhu again, "Put your hands on your head and get out of the car." After finishing speaking, she took two steps back, one hand pressing on the gun at her waist. The policeman standing behind Jinhu's trunk saw his partner's gesture and also put his hand on the gun at his waist: "Aisha! What's going on?"

  "Damn it! This bastard has been staring at my chest until he's stunned!" The female police officer said to her partner. Her partner smiled wryly: "Elsa".

  Jin Hu smiled and pushed open the car door, putting his hands behind his head as he walked out of the car, placing his hands on the roof: "Can't blame me, just take a casual glance, if you look good, don't let people see it, what kind of logic is this?"

  The woman police officer hadn't finished speaking, when she walked to Jinhu's back, pressed him against the car with one hand, stretched out a foot and kicked between his legs twice, indicating that he should spread his feet apart. Jinhu smiled and complied. The policewoman patted Jinhu down from top to bottom, until she reached his armpits, then said to her partner: "This bastard has a gun." Her partner immediately drew the gun at his waist and pointed it at Jinhu. The policewoman took out the pistol from Jinhu's holster.

  Jin Hu stuck his face to the car roof and said to the female police officer behind him, "I not only have a gun, but what's in my pants might interest you more!" Before he could finish speaking, his head was pressed against the car roof by the female police officer.

  "You dare to flirt with me?" The female police officer said coldly, and then she put handcuffs on one of Jin Hu's hands.

  "Look at your thoughts, they're really unhealthy. I said there's something in the pocket of my pants, take it out and see for yourself." Jin Hu said with a few snorts.

  The policewoman listened to Jinhu's words and reached out to take the things from Jinhu's pants pocket. Inside was a gun license, with this thing Jinhu could hang his gun outside on the street without any problem. If he didn't have a task at hand now, Jinhu would also wear his police badge on himself, thinking of this Jinhu felt a little regretful, today when going out he should have brought it along.

  With a gun permit in hand, the male cop behind put his gun back into his waist and said to his partner: "Ailsa, forget it!"

  "The woman police officer looked at Jin Hu and said, 'I'm going to report you for obstructing official business.'"

  Jin Hu laughed with a snort and said to the female police officer, "Do you think you can win?" Jin Hu had been hanging out with Kim and Bernie for a while, so they had already taught him some traffic laws. Of course, what good things could those two teach Jin Hu?

  Directly following Jin Hu's introduction: The police on the roadside are just opening fines, you don't make a big mistake and have a good lawyer, they can't do anything to you. Even if it goes to court, the jury will also slightly lean towards this side. This kind of small thing still needs to talk about democracy. Of course, if you're doing some terrorist activities, democracy won't be mentioned with you, only dictatorship will be discussed with you. Talking about democracy also depends on the timing and the object.

  At this time, the male police officer walked over and removed one of the handcuffs from Jinhu's hand: "You can go now!"

  Jin Hu rubbed his wrist, beckoned to the female police officer with a hook of his finger, indicating that she should return his gun license and gun to him. He received the documents and gun under her fiery gaze.

  The female police officer looked at Jinhu and muttered: "I've never seen a Chinese like you!"

  Jin Hu smiled twice: "Then you made a profit today." After finishing, he glanced at the woman's chest again and got on the car. He started the fire and drove away. Actually, this matter has a bit of racial discrimination to it. If Jin Hu were white, the female police officer might not have even asked him to get out of the car, just giving him a stern look would have been enough. It's because he knows that Asian people, especially Chinese people, are honest and obedient that he dares to do this.

  If Jinhu wasn't such an old hand at this with Bernie, he might have been taken in by that female cop and ended up in court. At most, he would have been brought to the police station, but of course, if you don't have a lawyer, you're out of luck - the public defender they assign you will probably lose even a winning case. But if you have a decent private lawyer, you can even countersue for police abuse of power. That's just how ridiculous things are in America sometimes.

  From the rearview mirror, Jin Hu looked at the two policemen walking towards the police car and burst out laughing while patting the steering wheel.

  Driving back to the dormitory, it seemed that everyone had already returned to their rooms. Jin Hu ran up the stairs in small steps towards his own room.

  As he reached his own door, he heard a sound and turned to see Kim poking her head out. "Why are you still not asleep?" Jinhu asked casually.

  Kim smiled at Jinhu: "I'm playing strip poker with the girls, want to join us?"

  "Never mind, just enjoy yourself." Jin Hu smiled and turned around to enter his own room. He first took a bath, then lay on the bed and gave some instructions to No. 1 about the things he had sent this time, as well as arranging for a batch of steel pipes to be delivered to the small island together tomorrow.

  After contacting Jin Hu, he was considering what to do next. This steel material is not a big deal with more than ten people carrying it on their shoulders and holding it in their hands. How much can be done at once? It's better to use a large ship. But this way, a crane will have to be used, and the more Jin Hu thinks about it, the more confused he becomes.

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