1819 varieties of watermelons
"Brother, wake up, you can't beat him, naturally there is a law to judge him." Fan Jinqiang grabbed Wang Baoyu hard and reminded loudly.
"Brother Huaizhuang, I'm sorry for you, but I found your grandson." Zeng Daming, who was still immersed in hallucinations, said as if talking to himself.
"your grandma." Wang Baoyu scolded angrily, and spit on Zeng Daming's face with a mouthful of spit.
Zeng Daming was unmoved, still with empty eyes and said: "Every time I see him, I think of you, and I have always treated him as my own grandson." Even I was thinking that my legacy would be left to him. β
"Die, I don't want a penny from you if I starve to death!" Wang Baoyu stretched out his leg and kicked again.
Under Fan Jinqiang's repeated persuasion, Wang Baoyu finally calmed down his anger a little, and sat aside with a huff and gasped.
Fan Jinqiang hurriedly stepped forward to loosen the rope for Zeng Daming, for fear that this old man would not be killed here. Wang Baoyu looked at this and scolded: "This kind of person should be cut with a thousand knives, and he deserves to die!" After saying that, he got into the car without looking back, and galloped all the way home.
What a fucking wreck, who called so many grandfathers, turned out to be enemies. Wang Baoyu lay on the bed, cursing Zeng Daming more than once, after so long of things, grandpa is afraid that not a single bone is gone.
I don't know how long it took to fall asleep in a daze, Wang Baoyu really dreamed of his grandfather, I don't know if it was his own psychological suggestion, in the dream, his grandfather was grateful that he had found the enemy who killed him, and said that he could finally be wronged and his soul rested in peace.
In the afternoon of the next day, Fan Jinqiang called comfortingly, saying that by playing last night's recording to Zeng Daming, he finally explained the relevant problems, and the matter was more serious than imagined.
"Brother Fan, no matter what, he must be sentenced to death." Wang Baoyu gritted his teeth and said.
"Killing people pays for life, needless to say, Zeng Daming confessed that his so-called organization is the notorious mafia. The star-shaped bronze medal shows that he is a third-level backbone member of the mafia. Fan Jinqiang said.
"It's only level three, huh? It turned out to be a small fish and shrimp! Wang Baoyu said.
"Brother, you are wrong, there are many members of the mafia, the hierarchy is strict, and an identity like Zeng Daming is enough to call the wind and rain in the mafia organization, and the power should not be underestimated." Fan Jinqiang said.
"Did he say what happened to Liu Jiannan? I think that guy is level eight at most. Wang Baoyu asked with interest.
Fan Jinqiang was silent for a while, and said in a solemn voice: "Liu Jiannan is the silver medal backbone of the mafia, and the only son of one of the top ten gold medal leaders. β
"Damn, that stupid picture has such a big origin? The mafia is nothing more than that, right? Wang Baoyu couldn't help but exclaim, and then he also figured out that Zeng Daming was able to be submissive to Liu Jiannan and obey his words, which was enough to show that Liu Jiannan's level would be higher.
"Brother, you can't say that. According to our investigation, Liu Jiannan's role in the mafia is just a nominal name, and he is idle on weekdays, has nothing to do, and does not participate much in internal affairs. Later, when they heard about you, they were very interested, and they clamored to establish their prestige, but they couldn't pester him, and finally reluctantly agreed. Fan Jinqiang said.
"Hmph, meeting Lao Tzu is his end! first got close to me with Dai Meng's fake marriage, and then did some kind of bullshit to recognize relatives, and also got a lie detector, it's really pediatric! If you want to fight with Lao Tzu, he is really not an opponent! Wang Baoyu said disdainfully.
"Although Liu Jiannan does not have a too shrecked mind, his IQ is not as retarded as we imagined. Although some of his methods are as naΓ―ve as children's play, he can roll up four billion yuan under the nose of the government, and in business, his IQ is obviously not low. After all, he has received a professional financial education from a first-class foreign university, and he is a fool, and he can also be plated with a layer of gold. Speaking of this stubble, Fan Jinqiang regretted it.
"Did Zeng Daming say where Liu Jiannan ran to?" Wang Baoyu asked again.
He didn't know, but he could be sure that Liu Jiannan must be with the cultural relics dealers at the moment, Liu Jiannan is so happy and conceited, and he will never return empty-handed. It is very likely that after trying to get a batch of treasures, they will sneak back to the United States. Fan Jinqiang said.
"Is there a breakthrough in the case of the old director Yan Qunxing?" avenged his grandfather, and Wang Baoyu began to care about his grandfather again.
According to Zeng Daming's confession, in those years, these mafia elements were entrusted by a certain anti-China force to try to disrupt China's economic development and create chaos. Later, when the plan failed, they absconded back to China through various means, and there was reason to suspect that Yan Qunxing's case was also committed by the mafia. Fan Jinqiang said.
Wang Baoyu's teeth were clucking, and he couldn't imagine that his two ancestors were all victimized by the mafia, "Big brother, no matter what, we must eliminate this evil force in one fell swoop." If you need my cooperation, I will do my best! β
"Brother, don't worry, we will never treat them softly!"
Wang Baoyu was talking to Fan Jinqiang on the phone, at this time, Fan Jinqiang's mobile phone rang, he didn't shy away from Wang Baoyu, he picked up the phone with the phone, well, after a few words, Fan Jinqiang said on the phone: "Brother, I found Gu'an and them, but the situation is not good, I want to rush over immediately." β
"Brother Fan, I'll go with you." Wang Baoyu said.
"Okay, pay more attention to your own safety, you may be useful if you go." Fan Jinqiang admonished and put the phone down.
Wang Baoyu immediately drove to meet Fan Jinqiang, and went straight to Xuefeng Village, on the way, Wang Baoyu had a general understanding of the situation, it turned out that Gu An and the others really went to the Jurchen underground palace to dig treasures according to the test answers given by Wang Baoyu, but the way they used was beyond the expectations of the police.
Just over a month ago, someone rented a piece of land from a farmer on the mountainside of the Jurchen underground palace two miles away, saying that he was growing watermelons and built a big melon shed. It's just that I didn't notice that the melon shed is getting bigger and bigger, but there has never been a watermelon growing in it, but there is constantly soil transported out of it, I don't know if I want to dig a pit to plant new varieties and float watermelons on the water.
In fact, it has nothing to do with watermelons, it turned out to be cultural relics dealers such as Gu'an, who used the most primitive way to dig tunnels and sneak into the underground palace.
Wang Baoyu said nonsense, they naturally couldn't dig up things, but due to the wrong location, Gu An and the others actually dug through the stone wall and suddenly appeared in the Jurchen Palace.
Just as a dozen tourists were visiting inside, the wall suddenly collapsed, and four or five people appeared, and the tourists naturally screamed in fright and fled in all directions. At the same time, the squatting police officers, who had been paying close attention to the monitoring, discovered this major situation and immediately blocked the exit, and at the same time sent someone to block the exit on the side of the melon shed.