In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 129 The Traitor in the Convoy
Soon, the second engine was also lifted out.

Yu Dawei discovered that his third uncle learned things very quickly. He had only been disassembling the machine for a short time when he found the trick to unscrewing the screws, and his disassembly speed was almost as fast as Yu Dawei's.

Fortunately, unscrewing screws is actually a skill, so it's impossible for Third Uncle to catch up with Yu Dawei completely.

As for the people in the convoy, my third uncle's trusted confidants were playing cards with them in the house.

Hou Wanshan naturally understood Yu Dawei's intention in not using the two mechanics from the team, and tacitly approved of Yu Dawei's approach.

Yu Dawei's arrival caused his wavering balance to finally tilt slightly in one direction.

"So, can you see any problems?" Qi Dadu looked at the two identical engines, but he couldn't see anything wrong with them at all.

"This is nothing. Let's eat something and rest for a while. We'll find out what's wrong with the engine after we've taken everything apart." Yu Dawei took off his oil-stained gloves and casually draped them over the engine valve cover before looking at his third uncle.

"Eat, Qi Dadu, go to the restaurant across the street and order two dishes." After giving the order, Third Uncle looked at Yu Dawei and said, "Don't drink any alcohol."

Uncle San rarely offered kind advice, partly because Yu Dawei was his eldest nephew, and partly because he had clearly seen Yu Dawei's skill during the engine disassembly process.

The other person could easily remove the screws that I couldn't take off myself with a simple trick, which is admirable in itself.

"I'm not a drunkard, business is more important." Yu Dawei waved his hand and found a small stool to sit down.

It's already afternoon, and I haven't had a chance to rest all day.

Aside from feeling slightly tired and a little hungry, Yu Dawei was fine.

It's definitely better to be young; young bodies have inexhaustible energy!

In his previous life, when Yu Dawei was in his fifties or sixties repairing cars, his whole body would shake when he exerted even a little force, a stark contrast to how he is now.

After the four finished eating, Qi Dadu was the first to give up. He sat on a bench and fell asleep leaning against the engine.

Yu Dawei was also a little sleepy, so he leaned against the wall outside the repair shop and dozed off for a while.

"You should take a break too." Third Uncle took a sip of water from the white porcelain mug, his gaze lingering on the two engines in front of him.

"I'm fine, I'm not tired." The bald man subconsciously rubbed his head. "Third Brother, if there really is a traitor, what do you plan to do?"

"I don't know." Hou Wanshan wasn't lying; he actually didn't want to believe that it was an inside job.

The team members are at least four or five years old, so they should all be familiar with their own temperaments.

Especially the two repairmen. I had specifically sent Crazy and Skinny Monkey to the repair shop for further training, and I even gave them a raise. They were also brothers I had grown up with in the village.

If anyone were to betray us, it would most likely be one of the drivers in the convoy, or one of the people who came with us.

Sure enough, once the seed of doubt was planted in his heart, coupled with his inherently suspicious nature, it was very easy for the entire convoy to fall apart.

If Ma Huijie was indeed behind this, then his move really hit his weak spot and dealt him a heavy blow.

After resting for more than 30 minutes, Yu Dawei picked up his third uncle's water tank, took a big gulp, and then began to disassemble the engine.

At this moment, the people who had been playing cards in the hotel room had probably had enough, or perhaps they wanted to know what was wrong with the engine, so they all came out of the room and gathered around.

Yu Dawei didn't care at all, and picked up the pneumatic wrench to start disassembling the heavy screws.

Now, with everyone watching and my third uncle right there, who would dare to make a move in front of everyone?

The pneumatic wrench makes a lot of noise when removing the screws, and the pneumatic wrench in Yu Dawei's hand is obviously a special tool for changing tires.

It weighs about 50 to 60 kilograms, and the end is connected to an air tube. Every time it is pressed, it is accompanied by the sound of the air pump behind it spinning wildly.

The noise was so loud that Yu Dawei was almost deafened. Fortunately, there weren't many heavy bolts on the engine, and it was easy to disassemble after all of them were loosened.

Just as Yu Dawei removed the heavy screws, someone suddenly ran out from the crowd and shouted at Hou Wanshan, "Oh no, Third Brother! That madman has escaped!"

Hou Wanshan's heart skipped a beat, and then he jumped up from the stool and stared at the other person: "They ran that way?"

"Heading east, it seems to be towards Longxing Town." The thin, weasel-faced man pointed behind him. "We originally wanted to come out and see how Master Yu disassembled the engine, but this kid suddenly picked up a wooden stick and hit me on the back of the head!"

"Damn it! I should have guessed it was him!" Baldy slammed the wrench in his hand to the ground. "He always acts like a lunatic when we ask him to do some work. He's been planning his escape route all along! Brothers, grab your weapons and let's go find him!"

"Shut up!" Hou Wanshan roared, startling the bald man into shrinking back and quietly pushing him next to Qi Daduzi.

Hou Wanshan glanced at the man clutching the back of his head: "Skinny Monkey, are you sure?" "Brother, I'm sure! You'd better hurry up and chase after him, or it will be too late." Skinny Monkey clutched his aching head, wincing in pain.

"Yuko, Liu Feng, Xiaohu, Xiaohuo, the four of you search to the east." Hou Wanshan then looked at the people beside him. "Daye, you and Daqizi drive my car in the opposite direction to search. As for the rest of you, stay where you are. No one is allowed to leave unless I tell them to!"

Hou Wanshan then looked at Qi Dadu: "You stay with Dawei and continue repairing the car. Si Tuzi, come inside with me."

Yu Dawei glanced at the others who were busy with their own tasks, smiled and shook his head, then lowered his head to replace the small sleeve and continue disassembling the engine.

"Boss Xiao, what are you laughing at?" Qi Dadu asked curiously as he unscrewed the screws.

"I haven't even finished dismantling a third of it, and this guilty guy is already getting restless. He has no self-control at all." Yu Dawei looked up and smiled at Qi Dadu. "Tell me, if he had known this would happen, why would he have bothered to cause trouble?"

Qi Daduzi also gave a wry smile: "Boss Xiao may not know, but if you really have the guts to work under Third Brother, you wouldn't need to do such shady things."

“Some people are just not good enough for the table, they’ll never be good enough for the table, no matter what they do,” Qi Daduzi added.

Yu Dawei remained silent, probably because he deeply agreed with the assessment.

The two disassembled the engine for a while longer. Yu Dawei had already found the problem with the first engine, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he wanted to disassemble the second engine to verify his guess.

However, just as the second vehicle was being disassembled, a commotion suddenly broke out among the crowd waiting in the convoy. Immediately, one person rushed out of the crowd and ran wildly into the wasteland to the north.

Yu Dawei looked up, his expression somewhat blank. Wasn't the person who ran away the skinny monkey who had just said that someone had run away?

"Damn it! They dare to play us!" Qi Dadu also saw the fleeing people. He cursed and picked up the black, oily crowbar before rushing out!

The others remained where they were, afraid to move, lest they be misunderstood by their third brother.

Suddenly, Hou Wanshan ran out of the small hotel, angrily pointing at the fleeing skinny monkey: "Don't just stand there like idiots, go and catch him!"

Hou Wanshan also rushed out at the same time. Behind him, Si Tuzi was walking out with a man on his arm. After entrusting the man to Yu Dawei, he also rushed out.

The man leaned against the wall, his head wrapped in bandages, with a noticeable patch of bright red on the back of his head; he was currently unconscious.

Yu Dawei instantly realized that the one who really wanted to escape was Skinny Monkey. This guy had deliberately knocked out this guy nicknamed "Madman" and then hid him to lure him away from the mountain.

The plan was good, but it's a pity. Who is Third Uncle? How could he be allowed to play such a trick?

Yu Dawei sighed. All he could do now was to hurry up and dismantle the car to put an end to the matter of the traitor.

Before long, everyone returned, including the men Hou Wanshan had sent out, and the skinny monkey who had escaped.

Meanwhile, Yu Dawei was already sitting on a small stool, drinking the tea provided by the inn next door.

Skinny Monkey, with his arms linked behind his back by two men, tried to explain to Hou Wanshan, "Third Brother, the car incident really has nothing to do with me. I did take Ma Huijie's money, but I didn't do anything! I was afraid you would beat me, so I ran away."

"How is it?!" Hou Wanshan ignored him and led a group of people from the convoy to Yu Dawei's side. No one knew what he was feeling at that moment.

Skinny Monkey stood aside, watching Yu Dawei, feeling both apprehensive and hopeful.

Even if such a young man knows what's wrong with the engine, he probably wouldn't be able to find the cause.

Then he can shift the blame onto the madman, use the opportunity to confuse the public, and perhaps he will still have a chance to escape!

"The engine cylinders are burned out. Both engines have the same problem." Yu Dawei glanced at the skinny monkey, then got up and carried out two buckets of shiny black engine oil.

Both of these oil containers were collected from the bottom of the container by Yu Dawei during the disassembly process.

To ensure the two empty oil containers were clean, Yu Dawei cleaned them very carefully.

As he poured out the oil from the other engine, he already had a suspicion deep in his mind, and after disassembling the entire machine, he became even more certain of his idea.

The skinny monkey, who was being escorted, began to feel fear when he saw Yu Dawei take out two buckets of engine oil.

His legs suddenly lost their support, and he collapsed like a leaf. Fortunately, two people nearby reacted quickly and pulled him up again.

Hou Wanshan witnessed the skinny monkey's actions, which fueled his anger.

Unexpectedly, even now, this skinny monkey is still clinging to a sliver of hope!
Hou Wanshan tried to calm himself down, looked at the two buckets of engine oil on the ground, and asked Yu Dawei in confusion, "What does this mean?"

Yu Dawei squatted down, dipped two fingers into a little oil from the bucket, and then slowly rubbed them in front of his eyes, smiling faintly: "This is quite interesting."

(End of this chapter)