Chapter 108 Deadly Hormones

"Fanzi, let's go, go get your fingerprints checked. Search and read on Google." A friend from the same village ran into the hardware store, said hello, and waited for someone to come out.

Chen Fan rubbed his eyes and came out of the back shop, frowning and said: "Why are you fingerprinting me? You're crazy. I haven't broken any laws, so why should I fingerprint you?"

"Didn't you see the street shouting? If you open a shop, you have to have your fingerprints. If you don't... they didn't say it, I'm afraid the shop will be closed." A friend from the same village said with a smile: "Let's go. Identity information has been sold to so many companies. Yes, the news every day is to trick me into opening a store in northern Myanmar. What should I be afraid of if I put my fingerprints on it?”

"The scammers all told me to go to Sihanoukville to do seafood business and make a year's profit in a month." Chen Fan was lazily speaking, his words slowed down, and he seemed to be so heavy that he didn't want to move.

"We are still in the seafood business. Selling abalone is just as good. Do you want to go? Let's go. You have to go anyway. You can't escape."

Not sure which sentence touched him, Chen Fan asked again: "You must go?"

"Civil servants and public institutions have all picked it up. Those of us who open stores and have it in other people's books can't do it unless you go." My friend didn't want to line up alone, so he encouraged: "If you don't go now, people will come to your door later. ”

"How can they close my store if I don't go?"

"If you lack a fire extinguisher in your store, they can close your store, what do you think?" The friend was talking about what happened before. Chen Fan was fined several meals of crayfish because of the fire extinguisher.

Chen Fan said "Hmm", thought for a while, and said: "Then you go first, I will sleep for a while and go back later. You go first, I am very sleepy."

"What did you do last night?"

"I just wanted to win a game and sleep. I almost stayed up all night." Chen Fan turned around and went back to the back shop.

His hardware store was left behind by his father. It is an old-fashioned shop-in-the-back-factory model. Because he has some craftsmanship, is willing to come to the store for decoration and repair, and can give credit to old customers, the business in the countryside is pretty good.

Chen Fan's profitable business is not limited to this. His most profitable craft is making air dogs, that is, air guns. Usually high-pressure air guns are used to shoot birds and rabbits.

Of course, the main selling point is not actually hunting, but the imitation of the appearance of firearms such as M16 and AK47. However, it must have the attribute of being able to shoot, otherwise people will buy real Lego, why spend Lego money to buy Wenxiang's knock-off.

However, the income brought by this craft to Chen Fan is getting less and less. In the past, the built Qigou was dismantled into parts, then called for courier, mixed with a few mechanical parts and sent out.

Nowadays, express delivery inspections are getting stricter and stricter. Colleagues from all over the country are being taught to be quiet, and there are far fewer people who dare to buy and are willing to buy. Imitation guns often turn into gun-related cases, which is frustrating.

Chen Fan didn't take it seriously. It was true that he was making less money. He had no choice but to go hunting with his uncle's team, which could be regarded as regaining the family business. However, after following him a few times and seeing more, he was a little scared.

People who are used to seeing blood are really wild.

Returning to the factory behind the house, Chen Fan looked at the lathe in front of him in a daze.

He is afraid that his fingerprints may be missing at a certain crime location. Maybe they are not there now, but will they be there in the future? Therefore, if you can't provide fingerprints, you won't provide fingerprints.

If that doesn't work, destroying the fingerprints is also an option.

Chen Fan once saw a big boss who used sulfuric acid to destroy his fingerprints. Not only was it painful, but he might also damage his hand. However, the effect is really good. Since then, everything has been convenient and I am no longer afraid of anything.

Grinding your hands on a lathe is also a solution. At the very least, the fingerprints on your hands will be worn out by now, so naturally they cannot be recorded.

However, this is also quite dangerous.

What I'm most afraid of is that if I don't hide it anymore, I will be suspected.

Chen Fan looked at the lathe and fell into deep thought.

He thought for a while, and thought to himself: The best strategy in the Thirty-Six Strategy is to run away first, lest something happens and falls into the hands of these policemen, and then they fall into the trap.

Afterwards, even if someone asks, it’s okay to just say that you don’t want to be fingerprinted.

On the contrary, there is no need to worry about grinding fingerprints. It will affect your running. Moreover, it will definitely be very painful when grinding. If you really hurt your hand, it will be worth the loss. Chen Fan also pointed out that craftsmanship can make money for retirement and play with women.

Boom, boom, boom.

The front door was knocked several times, and then the doorbell rang and someone shouted: "Boss? Is the boss here?"

Chen Fan hesitated for a moment, then took out his mobile phone to check the surveillance camera, and saw several people in uniforms wandering around the store.

There is nothing to say. Chen Fan just pretended to be a dead dog and pretended that he was not there.

At the same time, the voices of several people talking in the front store were also monitored and transmitted from the mobile phone:

"What should I do if I'm not here?"

"Call. Call the number on the door."

Chen Fan listened to some uniforms talking, smiled secretly, took out another mobile phone and put it into airplane mode.

"Can't get through."

"Why don't you go to the next one first?"

Chen Fan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, thinking to himself, this is right.

Before this idea came to fruition, the tallest person among the few people said, "I'll scan the boss's fingerprints to see."

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, and then heard the person on the surveillance camera ask: "Where to get it from?"

"Here at the cashier counter, they should all have the boss's fingerprints." As he spoke, the tall man stepped forward and got busy.

Chen Fan lowered his head and looked at his hands, then at the lathe, and suddenly felt a little lucky. 10 good fingers for free.

Front store.

Jiang Yuan scanned the cash register and recognized one of the fingerprints.

Hundreds of people were mobilized to take fingerprints of more than 20,000 people in the township. Isn't the purpose for this fingerprint in front of him?

It can be said that this is the fingerprint that Jiang Yuan is most familiar with at present.

"Okay. Next one." Jiang Yuan turned and walked out calmly.

There were 4 police officers at the scene, which was enough to arrest one person. But the enemy situation was unclear and the police officers around him were unfamiliar, so Jiang Yuan didn't even say a word.

After going out and taking two steps forward, Jiang Yuan took out his mobile phone and said to the police officers around him: "You go ahead, I'll make a call."

He called Liu Jinghui directly.

A quarter of an hour later, both ends of this most prosperous shopping street in Wenxiang were blocked.

Liu Jinghui wore a bulletproof vest and a helmet, followed a team of armed police, and rushed straight to the backyard of the hardware store.

He didn't dare to let him lead the way. But he was not at ease to let him watch such an important suspect from behind.

Jiang Yuan, on the other hand, stood obediently in the crowd, standing with the people, looking up. The suspect was very likely to have a gun, and it was a powerful standard firearm. In this environment, Jiang Yuan, who had not even attended the police academy, was indeed not even qualified to seal off the scene.

"Police!"

"Don't move!"

"Hold your head with your hands!"

"Kneel down."

"Face the ground!"

The sudden burst of sound brought fresh and deadly hormones, which instantly aroused Jiang Yuan's emotions.