Rebirth of the Wild Age

The finishing work was very trivial. The marshals vacated the dining car for work and notified other passengers to come and retrieve the stolen property.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that it will be given to you as soon as you report, but you also need to show your ID card to register the unit and address. Under such a premise, almost no one dared to lie about the situation, and the difference was only a few hundred yuan, probably because some passengers made a mistake.

When Song Weiyang and the strong man returned to their compartments, they were immediately embraced like heroes. The passengers stood up and applauded spontaneously, and all kinds of snacks and fruits were stuffed into their arms.

"Brother Ma, great job!" Liu Bin gave a thumbs up.

The girl looked down on Manager Liu, turned her head and said in admiration, "Brother Ma, you are really amazing!"

Song Weiyang returned to his seat and said with a chuckle: "Generally, generally, I didn't contribute much. The real one is the comrades of the People's Liberation Army. By the way, have you got your money back?"

The girl said: "It's not our turn yet, a policeman just came to register."

"Then you wait to get the money, I'll sleep for a while." Song Weiyang was really sleepy.

...

At about four o'clock in the morning, the train stopped in a prefecture-level city, and more than two dozen criminals were handed over to the local subway police.

During the crackdown period, committing crimes against the wind is enough to shoot a lot of people.

Song Weiyang slept in a dark sleep, woke up at 7:30 in the morning, and opened his eyes to see a round face.

"Brother, let's go to the dining car to eat together." The fat bureau chief Zheng Xuehong said with a smile.

Song Weiyang said: "I won't go, just eat whatever you want in bottles and cans."

Zheng Xuehong directly stretched out his hand to pull people: "Go, the brothers who fought last night are all here, let's open a few bottles of wine to celebrate."

Song Weiyang had no choice but to get up with his bag on his back, and asked, "Is my brother's injury not a problem?"

"It's okay, it's just a few openings." Zheng Xuehong said while walking, hooking shoulders with Song Weiyang.

"Where is that PLA comrade?" Song Weiyang asked again.

Zheng Xuehong said: "I got off at the last stop, he went back to his hometown to visit relatives."

The dining car seems to have been deliberately vacated for the heroes to hold a celebration banquet, and other passengers have no objection to this. Some have already got off the car ahead of time, including Song Weiyang, there are still 14 volunteers left.

A train attendant in uniform smiled and opened Moutai, and greeted: "On behalf of all the staff and passengers of this train, I would like to thank all the heroes! Everyone eats and drinks well, and everything is free. Our leader said that you can get reimbursed when you go back. And , Friends who have not registered, remember to register after eating, and we will send a thank you letter to your unit or neighborhood committee.”

"You're welcome, you're too polite!"

"Brothers, raise your cup!"

"Brother, this is my business card, I will contact you often in the future."

"It's easy to talk, come on, drink!"

"..."

The atmosphere in the dining car quickly became warm, and the friends who had never met before became close because they had fought together.

No matter how reluctant Song Weiyang was, he was caught drinking several glasses of wine and received a bunch of contact information. Those who didn't have a business card directly wrote down their address on a piece of paper.

Pushing a cup and changing a cup, getting drunk, a few of them just passed the station, and happily took the free train back.

...

One day and one night, the journey ended and the train drove into Huadu.

All the passengers flocked down, this is the terminal, and if you want to go to Shencheng, you have to buy a ticket and transfer.

The girl named Chen Tao was carrying the suitcase and seemed to want to say a few words to Song Weiyang, but was dispersed by the crowd in minutes.

Song Weiyang walked to the platform with his bag on his back, and within a few steps, he bumped into the fat chief again.

"Brother, what a coincidence," Zheng Xuehong smiled and took out a cigarette, "Here is one."

"It's a coincidence." Song Weiyang clamped the cigarette to his ear.

When the celebration banquet was held, everyone had already gotten to know each other very well, and the fat bureau chief also went to Shencheng to make money. It's normal for a good deputy director of the County Sports Bureau to choose to go into business instead of doing it.

It's just a suspension without pay. Even if he gets bumped in the special zone, Zheng Xuehong can still go back and continue to be an official.

The two chatted all the way, and they came to the ticket office together. Song Weiyang was about to take the opportunity to escape, but Zheng Xuehong was directly confused.

"Do you still need a border guard pass to go to Shencheng?" Zheng Xuehong asked stupidly.

Song Weiyang said speechlessly, "You came here without knowing?"

"No one told me!" Zheng Xuehong was so depressed that his whole body was shaking.

There were more than one or two in a daze like Zheng Xuehong. Before going to the special ticket window in Shencheng, many passionate young people became distraught. Even more unlucky, they chose to resign in their hometown and went to the special zone to search for gold with all their wealth. Not to mention being stolen on the way, and bumped into a wall at Huadu Railway Station.

If you want to enter the Special Economic Zone, the general process is as follows: first apply for a letter of introduction from the original unit or the neighborhood committee, and then apply for a permit from the relevant local department. If it is okay and you have no money, it will take at least three to five months to get it approved. After getting the pass, take the train to Huadu, buy a ticket at the special window, and then board the train to Shencheng.

Of course Song Weiyang didn't have a passport either.

"Damn it, just go back like this, and you won't be laughed to death by those grandchildren in the bureau!" Zheng Xuehong sat down on the ground, not wanting to get up.

Seeing the fate of fighting together, Song Weiyang planned to help, and said with a smile: "Brother, really want to go to Shencheng?"

Zheng Xuehong rubbed her fat face, and said angrily: "Nonsense, otherwise, what am I doing here?"

"Then let's go, I promise to take you there." Song Weiyang said.

Zheng Xuehong stood up sluggishly, not over 200 catties at all, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a connection, brother?"

Song Weiyang pointed outside: "I have no connections, but someone must have connections."

"That's right, this is a good deal." Zheng Xuehong's squinted eyes revealed a cunning light.

The two of them tacitly walked out of the train station with their bags in their hands, smoked and wandered around casually, and soon discovered the special situation.

Not far from the train station, there are several vans parked on the side of the road for a long time. From time to time, people get on the van and drive away, and the passengers often carry large and small bags of luggage.

"Come on, go over and ask." Zheng Xuehong threw away the cigarette butt and said.

Song Weiyang followed immediately. He also needed a travel partner to prevent being murdered halfway. Anything can happen these days, you have to be confident, at least the fat bureau chief is capable of fighting.

In front of a van, Zheng Xuehong knocked on the window and asked, "Brother, are you going to the special zone?"

"No, no." The driver waved his hands again and again. It seemed that they had a fixed source of goods and were not easy to accept individual passengers.

Zheng Xuehong handed the smoke and said, "It's convenient."

The driver heard him speaking with a foreign accent, probably not a plainclothes policeman, so he thought for a while and said, "800 per person, I'll pay you to pass the border."

Song Weiyang said: "800 is too expensive, how about 100?"

"Go away!" The driver didn't even have the mood to bargain.

Zheng Xuehong quickly said: "300."

"600, get out if you don't want to!" the driver said angrily.

Song Weiyang and Zheng Xuehong looked at each other and nodded at the same time: "Deal!"

In fact, they also have a way to save money, that is, go to the outskirts of Shencheng by themselves, and then look for opportunities to drill through the barbed wire. But it was too time-consuming and risky. Song Weiyang didn't want to delay, and Zheng Xuehong was also afraid of trouble.

It didn't take long before a snake head brought a group of people over, and they couldn't help but stuff them all into the van. Song Weiyang and the fat director were so crowded that they couldn't move.

The driver started the car quickly, drove out of the city, and stopped in the wilderness in the evening.

"Get out of the car, get out of the car, follow me, don't make a sound!" Someone answered here.

The fat director crawled out of the car, tired, hot and hungry, stuck out his tongue and said, "Damn it, it's like an enemy agent."

Song Weiyang was also sore all over. The big-fart van was stuffed with more than a dozen people and luggage, and he couldn't move his hands and feet for most of the day. He looked like a can of sardines. It was lucky that they didn't suffocate them to death.

Under the cover of the night, the responder led them to a remote place with many twists and turns, and lifted up a small piece of barbed wire and said, "Drilling through is the special zone."

Zheng Xuehong muttered, "It's really like a dog's hole."

"Drill it." Song Weiyang said.