The finishing work was very trivial. The passenger police cleared the dining car out to work and notified other passengers to come and collect the stolen property.

Of course, you don’t just report it as much as you want, and you also have to take out your ID card to register the unit and address. Under such circumstances, basically no one dares to lie about the situation, and the difference is only a few hundred yuan. Most of the time, some passengers remembered it wrongly.

When Song Weiyang and the strong man returned to their carriage, they were immediately favored by heroes. The passengers spontaneously ovated standing ovations and stuffed various snacks and fruits into their arms.

"Brother Ma, you're so good!" Liu Bin gave a thumbs up.

The girl despised Manager Liu and turned her head to admiration and said, "Brother Ma, you are so awesome!"

Song Weiyang returned to his seat and laughed: "On average, I didn't do anything. The real powerful one is the comrades of the People's Liberation Army. By the way, you have gotten your money back?"

The girl said: "It's not our turn to carriage yet, and a flight attendant just came to register."

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

...

At about four o'clock in the morning, the train stopped in a prefecture-level city, and more than 20 criminals were handed over to the local railway police.

During the crackdown, the crime against the wind was enough to kill a lot of people.

Song Weiyang was sleeping in a dark and woke up at 7:30 in the morning. When he opened his eyes, he saw a round big pie face.

"Brother, go to the dining car to have dinner together." Fat Director Zheng Xuehong said with a smile.

Song Weiyang said: "I won't go, just eat a bottle of canned food."

Zheng Xuehong directly reached out and pulled someone: "Let's go, the brothers who fought last night are here, let's open a few bottles of wine to celebrate."

Song Weiyang had no choice but to stand up with his bag on his back and asked, "Brother's injury is not a problem, right?"

"It's okay, just a few holes." Zheng Xuehong said as he walked, holding her arms and straddling Song Weiyang.

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

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

The dining car seemed to have been specially vacated for the heroes to hold a celebration banquet, and other passengers had no objection to this. Some had already got off the bus early, including Song Weiyang, and there were 14 brave men left.

A uniformed conductor smiled and called out: "On behalf of all the staff and passengers of this train, I would like to thank all the heroes and heroes! Everyone eats and drinks well, everything is free, our leader said, you can get reimbursed when you go back. Also, friends who are not registered, remember to register after dinner, and we will send a thank-you letter to your unit or neighborhood committee."

"You're welcome, you're so kind!"

"Brothers, raise the cup!"

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

"It's easy to say, come and have a drink!"

“…”

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

No matter how reluctant Song Weiyang was, he was caught and fed several glasses of wine. He also received a bunch of contact information. Those who had no business cards directly wrote their addresses on paper for him.

I kept drinking and drunk, and I had a few people who took the station directly and happily took the free train back.

...

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

All passengers flocked to the ground. This is the terminal station. If you want to go to Shenzhen, you have to buy a ticket and transfer the train.

The girl named Chen Tao was carrying a box 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 after a few steps, he actually ran into the fat director again.

"Brother, it's a coincidence," Zheng Xuehong smiled and took out a cigarette, "Give me one."

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

When the celebration banquet was held, everyone was already familiar with each other. The fat director also went to Shenzhen City to make money. The deputy director of the good county sports bureau did not do it and chose to go into business. It was normal for this era to let go.

Just a job with a salary and a job, even if you get a scoundrel in the Special Administrative Region, Zheng Xuehong can still go back and continue to be an official.

The two chatted all the way and came to the ticket hall together. Song Weiyang was about to take the opportunity to leave, but Zheng Xuehong was stunned.

"You have to apply for a border pass when you go to Shenzhen City?" Zheng Xuehong asked silly.

Song Weiyang said speechlessly: "You came if you don't know?"

"No one told me!" Zheng Xuehong was so depressed that her body was shaking with fat.

More than one or two like Zheng Xuehong were confused. In front of the special ticket purchase window in Shenzhen, many passionate young people became distraught. They even had some unlucky guys who chose to resign in their hometown and went to the Special Administrative Region to make money with all their wealth. Not only were they stolen on the way, but they also hit a wall at Huadu Railway Station. They didn't even have the qualifications to enter the Special Administrative Region, so they could only choose to go out in shame.

If you want to enter the Special Administrative Region, the general procedure is as follows: first issue a letter of introduction at the original unit or neighborhood committee, and then go to the local relevant department to apply for a pass. If it doesn’t matter and you don’t have money, it will take at least three to five months to approve it. After you get the pass, take the train to Huadu, buy tickets at the special window and then board the train to Shenzhen City.

Of course, Song Weiyang also has no pass.

"Damn it, just go back like this, and you won't be laughed to death by the grandsons in the bureau!" Zheng Xuehong sat on the ground and didn't want to get up.

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

Zheng Xuehong rubbed her fat face and said angrily: "Nonsense, otherwise what would I do?"

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

Zheng Xuehong stood up, not as fat as more than 200 pounds at all. He whispered: "Do you have any way?"

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

"That's right, this is a good deal." Zheng Xuehong's squinting eyes glowed with a cunning light.

The two of them walked out of the train station with their bags, smoking and wandering around as if nothing had happened, and soon discovered a special situation.

Not far from the train station, several vans have been parked on the side of the road for a long time, and people get in and out of the car, and passengers often carry large and small bags of luggage.

"Let's go over and ask." Zheng Xuehong said, throwing away the cigarette butts.

Song Weiyang immediately followed, and he also needed a travel partner to prevent being killed and robbed. Everything may happen these days, and you must have a clear mind. At least this fat director is a good fight.

When he arrived in front of a van, Zheng Xuehong knocked on the window glass and asked, "Brother, are you going to the SAR?"

"Don't go, don't go." The driver waved his hands repeatedly. It seemed that they had a fixed source of goods and did not easily accept individual customers.

Zheng Xuehong handed the cigarette: "It's convenient."

When the driver heard him speak with an accent from another place, he was probably not a plainclothes policeman. After thinking about it, he said, "One person is 800, I'll let you pass the test."

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

"Get away!" The driver didn't even feel like bargaining.

Zheng Xuehong hurriedly said: "300."

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

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

In fact, they also have a way to save money, that is, take a bus to the outside of Shenzhen City and find an opportunity to drill the wire mesh. But this is too time-consuming and there are certain risks. Song Weiyang does not want to delay, and Zheng Xuehong is also a person who is afraid of trouble.

Before long, a snake head came over with a group of people and stuffed them into the van without saying a word. Song Weiyang and Fat Director were squeezed so hard that they could not move.

The driver quickly started the car and drove out of the city. He stopped in the wilderness until it was almost evening.

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

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

Song Weiyang was also sore and soft. The van was stuffed with more than ten people and his luggage. He couldn't move his hands and feet for most of the day. He was like canned sardines. They were lucky if they didn't suffocate to death.

Under the cover of night, the responder took them around and came to a remote place, lifting up a small piece of barbed wire and said, "It's the Special Administrative Region to get through it."

Zheng Xuehong muttered: "It's really like a dog's hole."
Chapter completed!