The Story of the Missing Pistol

About This Novel

The pistol was lost. Xu Kui, the director of Dongcheng Police Station, woke up and stretched out. This nap was very uncomfortable. He dreamed that he had turned into a box of damp military compressed biscuits, sealed in a film bag. He squeezed and squeezed desperately, but he couldn't get out. His chest felt so tight that it felt like it would burst. Now, he finally let out a long breath, instinctively touched his butt with his right hand, and couldn't help but be shocked - the pistol was gone! It was a 7.62Mm caliber Type 77 pistol with the steel stamp number 83725. For more than ten years, Xu Kui has been inseparable from it except for taking off his clothes and going to bed. In front of him, there was only a brown cowhide holster with its buttons broken off, just like a river clam with its internal organs eviscerated. His heart seemed to have been ripped out by some sharp claws.

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