Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

"Demolished?" Lu Jianbang was shocked. What worried him most these days was how to make the first three things a new official should do well. His nephew's words reminded him of this.

"Dabao, how do you dismantle it?"

Qin Dabao finally came to his senses and asked, "How do I dismantle it?"

"Didn't you just say that the bloated organization needs to be dismantled? How do you say we should do it?"

Qin Dabao grinned. Come on, he's my own uncle, so I have to help him when it's time. He's my big backer, and whether I can walk around the bureau in the future depends on him.

Qin Dabao took a piece of paper and a pen. Although he had only been working for a few days, he was familiar with the work of the public security. He just picked out some of the things he had experienced in his previous life and brought them to the present.

He was writing and talking at the same time, and the more Lu Jianbang listened, the happier he became. This nephew is such a talent!

Qin Dabao suggested that his uncle redivide the various departments of the Municipal Bureau, especially abolishing the Secretariat and splitting it into the Logistics Department, the Administrative Department (i.e. the Political Department, the Personnel Department, and the Finance Department), the Independent Confidential Department, and the Preliminary Investigation Department. The Public Security Brigade should be split into the Special Police Brigade and the Patrol Brigade, and each police station should increase its patrol squadrons and be supplemented by militia.

The Public Security Department was expanded from three sections to five, each responsible for guiding public security in a district but not for actual action, delegating power to each branch.

The Criminal Investigation Department established an investigation brigade, and each district and county bureau set up an investigation squadron. These squadrons were not responsible for public security, but only for criminal cases in each district. Only major cases were handed over to the brigade.

This not only saves manpower, but also material resources to a certain extent, and adds many positions to facilitate the promotion of some capable talents. In this way, within half a year, Lu Jianbang will be able to gain a firm foothold in the capital.

Lu Jianbang fell into deep thought and waved his hand to let Qin Dabao go. Dabao secretly took away a pack of cigarettes, four bottles of wine, and five boxes of tea. Well, he left some for his uncle.

He was just about to slip away, thinking of going back to Section 3 to hang out for a day, when the door was pushed open and Wang Guohua rushed in.

Qin Dabao was about to leave, but Wang Guohua's words stopped him.

Lu Jianbang was startled from his deep thoughts. He looked up at Wang Guohua.

"Jianbang, the Chengnan Police Station reported that a murder occurred in Liujia Village. The deceased were two men, one named Qin Dachu and the other named Liu Baoquan. The murderer was a woman named Wang Sumei..."

Wang Guohua hesitated for a moment and said, "It is said that it was the second daughter-in-law of the deceased Qin Dachu. She stabbed the two victims 78 times..."

Qin Dabao immediately turned back and put the things in the cabinet.

Lu Jianbang got a headache when he heard this. The New Year was coming soon, and it was really troublesome that such a vicious case happened.

"Has the murderer been caught?"

"She didn't run away at all, she just kept crying."

"Okay, Guohua, take the Criminal Investigation Department to the scene right away. This kind of case, ah, is really troublesome."

The deputy director of the Municipal Bureau in charge of criminal investigation personally led people to the scene, which also proved what Qin Dabao said about the bloated organization, unclear functions, and overlapping responsibilities.

"Uncle, I'm going too."

"Why haven't you left yet? You're going? What are you going for? You're from the Public Security Bureau, not the Criminal Investigation Department."

"I know the deceased Qin Dachu. Yes, he is my cousin. I know everything about him and Wang Sumei..."

"Okay! You and Director Wang go to the scene!"

Wang Guohua didn't mind Qin Dabao following him. He could see that his old comrade wanted to train his nephew.

Wang Guohua took Qin Dabao downstairs. Yu Minghe, the director of the Criminal Investigation Department, was already waiting with his men. There was a jeep and a large truck full of police officers.

Wang Guohua pointed at the jeep and said to Qin Dabao, "Sit in the front."

Yu Minghe looked at Qin Dabao in surprise. He recognized that this was the young policeman he had seen in the hospital. He remembered that he was from the Public Security Department. Why was he asked to follow this criminal case?

Yu Minghe didn't dare to ask more questions. He could see that Deputy Director Wang was talking casually with the young police officer, so they must have a close relationship.

He opened the car door and sat in the back seat with Wang Guohua. The other police officers from the Criminal Investigation Department climbed onto the truck and stood in the car with the people from the Public Security Brigade.

The two cars drove away from the city bureau. The roads in the city were easy to drive on, but once they crossed the moat, the roads became bumpy and uneven.

The snow covered the entire ground, and the drivers did not dare to drive fast. It took the two cars more than two hours to reach Liujia Village.

At this time, people from the Chengnan Branch and the Hongqi Commune Police Station arrived, but more than 20 police officers could not stop the villagers' curiosity.

The earthen walls of the two small thatched houses near the village entrance had collapsed due to the crowds of onlookers. More than a hundred villagers, all wearing snotty clothes, were talking excitedly.

The yard was full of police officers, who only cared about preventing the villagers from entering the yard and did not care about anything else.

The jeep stopped about thirty meters away from the yard and could not move forward because a group of children had surrounded it.

Qin Dabao jumped out of the car, his brows furrowed as he opened the door for Deputy Director Wang. Wang Guohua and Yu Minghe got out of the car.

The police officers in the truck behind also jumped out. When the villagers saw that there were another twenty or thirty fully armed police officers coming, they became frightened and kept backing away to make way.

Wang Guohua and Yu Minghe strode into the yard, followed by Qin Dabao, and then two forensic doctors and a police officer from the Criminal Investigation Department who was in charge of taking photos.

As soon as he entered the yard, a strong smell of blood hit him in the face. Wang Guohua had been on the battlefield for a long time and naturally didn't care. When he saw Yu Minghe took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, he couldn't help but frowned.

But when he saw Qin Dabao's nonchalant look, he nodded secretly. This kid was born to be a public security officer.

There were two police officers from the police station standing guard at the door. When they saw Wang Guohua and others, they quickly stood at attention and saluted.

Wang Guohua did not enter the scene. The forensic doctor and the police officer who took photos went in. Yu Minghe hesitated for a moment, stopped, and stood beside Wang Guohua.

Qin Dabao took off his coat and handed it to the police officer standing guard at the door. He was afraid that if he went in with his coat on, the hem of his coat might accidentally touch something and disrupt the evidence collection at the scene.

As soon as he entered, he knew he had overthought. This was an outer room, with a stove and a water tank, and firewood piled in the corner. Sitting on the firewood was a woman with disheveled hair and a blank expression on her face. She was wearing a small cotton jacket with her arms open, and her body and face were splattered with blood.

Her hands were behind her back, probably handcuffed.

A female police officer stood beside her.

Qin Dabao frowned. Although he had never seen this woman before, she should be Qin Liye's wife, Wang Sumei.

He walked into the inner room carefully. Although Qin Dabao had been to many scenes, this was the first time he had seen such a tragic scene.

This is a common house in the countryside. There is a big kang next to the window. The walls are dark black, which can be seen from the fires over the years.

The room was covered in blood. A man was lying on the kang with his back facing up, his lower body naked. His body was covered in blood scabs and open wounds.

There was also a man lying on the ground, naked, his head almost cut in half, with only a small part of his neck remaining connected to his head.

It can be seen that the murderer hated him to the core.

The forensic doctor stood up and said, "There's no need to clean up now. Just put the body in a bag and take it away. It's chopped into pieces like this. Even a great god can't save it. There's no need for an autopsy."

Qin Dabao indifferently used his toes to turn the head of the corpse on the ground over, and it was indeed the damn Qin Dachu.

He turned and walked to the outer room, looking at the woman in front of him. The woman's eyes did not move, staring at one spot motionlessly.

Qin Dabao came to the door, took the coat from the police officer at the door, unfolded it, squatted down and put it on the woman, but the woman remained indifferent.

Qin Dabao strode out of the house. He felt as if his heart was burning with heat. He unbuttoned the buttons of his uniform and breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Dabao called the police officer at the door and asked, "Who reported the case?"

The police officer hesitated and said, "It's the village chief."

"Where are the people?"

The police officer looked around and waved to a middle-aged man at the gate of the courtyard.

"He is the village chief."

Qin Dabao looked at the man in front of him who was wearing a dog-skin hat, showing his yellow teeth, and wiping his nose because of the cold, and took a step back in disgust.