The Life of a Son-in-Law in a Courtyard House

Yang Dalin bent down like a waiter and said, "Okay, I'll get out of here now."

Sigh, another failure.

We'll see if Brother Long pulls up at noon.

After working all morning, Yang Dalin quickly finished his lunch and ran to the nearby railway police station.

Brother Long and his team have been very busy lately. Yang Dalin came over, and the group was discussing the case.

All three team leaders were present.

Yang Dalin is very famous in this branch office; many people know him.

As soon as they heard that he had come to see Captain Dou, they immediately took him to his office.

When he knocked on the door, Shawn Dou let him in.

The four people were eating and discussing the case inside the house.

Yang Dalin took out four paper packets, each containing half a pound of tea.

Two packs of Pu'er tea, two packs of Longjing tea.

Give one packet each to Brother Long, Brother Wu Tiejun, and the rest of the group. Explain that there are two types of tea and let them divide it among themselves.

Dou Xiaolong gestured for him to sit down.

He asked Yang Dalin, "What's up, brother? You're in such a good mood today, coming to see me and exchange some things."

What's on your mind this time?

I'll stand up for you.

However, the task for the reward from last time isn't finished yet, so you'll have to wait.

"Would you like to get a new coat?"

Yang Dalin shook his head and said, "Brothers, this time we don't need the overcoats."

I want to get a different gun.

Upon hearing this, Wu Tiejun's face immediately turned anxious. He said, "Brother, this is no joke. This thing cannot be replaced."

Seeing that his older brothers looked very serious, Yang Dalin quickly explained, "Brothers, it's a misunderstanding."

Last time, Brother Long said I could apply for early gun service, right?

What I mean is, do we have any good guns around here? We could get one for our unit.

Then Brother Long gave my company a certificate, and I went straight back to my company to apply for this good gun.

We know the proper procedures; how could we let a few of our older brothers make a mistake?

Upon hearing this, Dou Xiaolong realized what was going on, and the expressions on everyone's faces returned to normal.

So he lit a cigarette and said, "You little brat, you scared me."

"Is it because your security department doesn't have any good guns to apply for?"

Yang Dalin quickly replied, "Yes, Brother Long, the ones we have over there are all outdated, and there are many Mauser C96s with their sights cut off."

Many of those things were copied domestically in the past, and the quality was really bad.

I heard that our Deputy Station Chief Qi has a good gun at home, but he keeps it as a family heirloom.

That's why I thought of Brother Long. He's seized a lot of things; let's see if he has anything good to get for his brother's self-defense.

Upon hearing Yang Dalin's words, Dou Xiaolong and Wu Tiejun exchanged a glance.

Then he said, "I do have one. I'll get your unit a Colt M1911A1 later. It used to be the sidearm of American officers. But hey, how's your aim? You can't just use it to shoot people randomly!"

But you were absolutely right about Old Qi; he's stingy, we all know that.

After he finished speaking, all the team leaders laughed.

Yang Dalin also chimed in, badmouthing his boss: "Yeah, he's really stingy. I even gave him half a pound of tea, what a waste."

But there really is a Colt. Brothers, don't worry, I've practiced shooting with Brother Tian before, he knows my skill level. I'm very steady with pistols and rifles.

We're strong, have steady hands, and good eyesight, so we can hit anything accurately.

If you don't believe me, call and ask my brother Tian.

Dou Xiaolong said, "Okay, I'll ask. Have your brother Jun give you a certificate. If nothing unexpected happens, the gun should arrive at your unit this afternoon. But you should make sure to tell your stingy boss that it's not going to be snatched away by someone else as soon as it arrives at your unit."

Upon hearing this, Yang Dalin quickly said, "Brother Long, could you please tell Brother Sheng now? I don't have the same influence as you."

Dou Xiaolong smiled and pointed at him: "Okay, kid, if you can use him, you're Brother Sheng; if you can't, you're a stingy leader."

What a sly little devil.

When Yang Dalin heard Dou Xiaolong say that about him, he could only say embarrassedly, "Hey, Brother Long, you're just telling the truth."

The group burst into laughter upon hearing this.

In front of Yang Dalin, Dou Xiaolong made a phone call to Qi Desheng's office.

He explained the situation and added, "Special circumstances require special treatment."

That means that Yang Dalin helped arrest the people last time, and they were afraid that he might have ambitions, so giving Yang Dalin a gun was also for his safety.

Tell Qi Desheng to stop making it so that he can only carry a gun if he has a driver's license.

He will get Yang Dalin a gun permit.

Upon hearing this, Qi Desheng realized that he wouldn't have to provide the gun himself, as he had the support of the branch office.

Naturally, he readily agreed.

After finishing the call, Dou Xiaolong asked, "Satisfied?"

Yang Dalin quickly bowed and said, "Satisfied, satisfied, thank you all for your help."

Shawn Dou said, "You're welcome. It was nothing, just a small favor. But if you ever find yourself unable to make it over there and want to come to my side, just let me know, and I'll take care of it for you right away."

Well, no wonder Brother Long is helping so much. He's even trying to poach Qi Desheng's men. I just wonder if Brother Sheng will come knocking on our door if he finds out.

In order to get the gun, Yang Dalin had no choice but to feign compliance and agree to Dou Xiaolong's request: "Okay, Brother Long, I really want to change jobs. I'll let you know as soon as possible."

Yang Dalin packed up a bunch of receipts given to him by his older brothers, took the certificates and gun license, and hurried back to his unit.

When Yang Dalin finally got his nearly new Colt M1911A1 before leaving get off work in the afternoon, Qi Desheng and Tian Xueyi looked at the lucky young man with envy.

Although Qi Desheng has the same one, it's not as new as Yang Dalin's.

Brother Tian Xueyi insisted on taking it and firing a few shots.

As a result, Yang Dalin hugged it to his chest in a stingy manner, and said righteously, "Brother Tian, ​​it's almost time to get off work today, another day, another day."

When Tian Xueyi saw that his apprentice was also a miser, he laughed in exasperation and said, "Alright, you're just like Lao Qi."

Yang Dalin said without any shame, "What kind of leader you are determines what kind of soldiers you lead."

Qi Desheng, as if he hadn't heard the other person's teasing, said, "Brother, how about I borrow it for a few days?"

Yang Dalin thought to himself, "You half-baked old man, you're really wicked."

He immediately changed the subject, saying, "Brother Sheng, Captain Dou told me that if I ever get unhappy working here, I can go directly to his place. He even promised to give me a room, make me a squad leader, and give me a raise."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Qi Desheng became agitated and cursed, "That son of a bitch Dou Xiaolong, he's poaching people right at my doorstep!"

After saying that, he was about to make a phone call when Yang Dalin saw this and gave Brother Tian a wink before quickly running away.

After saying that, Yang Dalin didn't forget to pick up the fifty bullets he had been given.

This gun is powerful, with an 11.43mm caliber, making it invincible in close combat.

With this gun, Yang Dalin finally felt a little safer.

Having been in this world for so long, Yang Dalin has always been cautious, fearing that one day he might encounter a ruthless spy.

There's no way around it; there are indeed those ruthless spies who sometimes plant bombs on the streets or in crowded places.

They deliberately created panic; that's how Grandpa Zhao's son in courtyard number 95 died.

You can imagine how unlucky he was. Although Yang Dalin couldn't defend against a bomb attack, having this gun improved his sense of security.