Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao whispered about Gou Fugui's ex-wife. Liu Tiechui sighed. He had seen many such things.

"I'll go find Lao Wang. He should have two coffins."

Dabao took out ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to him: "If you don't have enough money, tell me."

Liu Tiechui was stunned. Dabao pushed him and said, "Okay, I'll deduct it from Fugui's salary when the time comes."

Liu Tiechui responded and was about to leave when Dabao stopped him again: "Get a set of burial clothes. After all, we can't let people go naked."

Liu Tiechui nodded. At this moment, he was completely convinced by Dabao, the director.

Dabao walked into the stable with his hands behind his back. The quarrel stopped abruptly. Li Heilu's mouth was swollen like a big sausage. It was because Dabao was holding back, otherwise his chin would have been broken into pieces by his kick.

Fan Jinmin looked at Dabao and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He widened his eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

Dabao smiled dismissively: "I am the director of this police station..."

"Ah? Are you Qin Dabao?" Fan Jinmin has been hearing this name for the past few days. It is a name that is so well-known.

Dabao was a little surprised: "You know me?"

Fan Jinmin was like a deflated ball, instantly withering. Damn it! This was a powerful man who had even the commune secretary been fired, and his own cousin had also warned him not to mess with him. Who would have thought that this would bring up such old memories?

Fan Jinmin was not a fool. He knew that Qin Dabao was targeting his cousin. He shut his mouth and planned to never speak.

Dabao never hesitates when doing things. He waved at Liu Xiangmei, and Liu Xiangmei immediately jumped down from the table. Dabao whispered a few words to him, and Liu Xiangmei ran out with a smile.

Dabao stretched out his hand: "Xiaowu, where's your stick?"

Zhao Wuhe pulled out the stick he had specially asked Carpenter Wang to make from behind the table and handed it to Dabao. Qin Qinggui's eyes widened. He vaguely guessed what Dabao was going to do, but he couldn't believe it. His nephew had always been gentle and polite, and spoke softly. How could he... But then he knew he was wrong, very wrong.

Dabao dragged the stick slowly towards Fan Jinmin, who screamed in fear: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Don't...ah..."

A burst of heart-wrenching crying sounded,

Five minutes later, Dabao threw the stick to Zhao Wuhe, rubbed his hands and asked, "How is it? Will you tell me?"

Fan Jinmin's face was covered in snot and tears, and he was sobbing breathlessly: "Why don't you ask? If you don't ask me, how would I know what to say?"

Dabao touched his nose and turned to ask Zhao Wuhe and Qin Qinggui: "Didn't I ask?"

The two shook their heads desperately: "No."

Dabao said calmly: "Oh, then I forgot."

Fan Jinmin is crying his eyes out. You're just scolding me without asking any questions? Is that unreasonable?

Dabao was about to ask a question,

Liu Xiangmei ran in carrying a wooden box, her face full of excitement.

"Director, who should I perform surgery on?"

Dabao pointed at Li Heilu and said, "Take out the bullet from him and apply some medicine. Don't let him die like this. When Fugui comes back later, we'll have to talk to him."

"No anesthesia?"

"What kind of anesthesia is that? He beat his wife to death with his own hands, which shows that he is a tough guy. A tough guy doesn't need any anesthesia, just hard work."

"Yes! Director." Liu Xiangmei rubbed her hands excitedly. Her childhood dream was to become a doctor, and now her wish has come true.

Li Heilu watched in horror as Liu Xiangmei took out a knife, pliers, and a saw from the box. He was so scared that he peed his pants. Was she going to cut him into pieces?

Liu Xiangmei turned around and said to Dabao, "Director, I just went to the health center and Ergou arrived with a few people from Xiong Xiazigou."

"Okay, I understand."

Li Heilu begged: "I won't do it again. I know I was wrong. I won't do it again..."

Dabao stood in front of him, looking at him intently.

Half an hour ago, this Li Heilu still looked ferocious and vicious. He swung his hoe and hit the woman on the back of the head without any hesitation.

Now he is wagging his tail like a pug,

Li Heilu thought his words had moved the police officer, and he desperately shouted: "I'm sorry Huaihua, I shouldn't have listened to my mother, I shouldn't have hit her and scolded her..."

After a while, Dabao showed a cold smile on his face: "You should go and tell her the confession yourself."

Dabao rubbed his face. He could never forget what his rich ex-wife said before she died. This left a shadow in his heart.

Is cheating wrong? This is definitely the case. No matter what era, giving up loyalty will more or less have retribution. But if we look at the matter, Dabao thinks Gou Fugui and his family are more responsible.

Take Gou Fugui for example. Don't think that going to the frontier in the wind and snow is a great achievement, because the people behind you often bear more responsibilities than you. Filial piety is not wrong, but foolish filial piety is terrible.

The so-called foolish filial piety means that whatever parents and family members say is right and reasonable, and even if it is clearly wrong, you cannot refute it.

This kind of person has a mental disorder and is paranoid. In a sense, this kind of person is more hateful than a truly bad person. Bad people are bad on the surface, but this kind of foolishly filial person is evil to the core.

Gou Fugui deserved to be betrayed. If he had defended his wife more in front of his parents, his parents and sister would not have bullied a woman wantonly. It was his inaction that made the bullying even more unscrupulous.

As for Gou Fugui's parents and sister, perhaps these people are kind and amiable in front of others, but when it comes to the matter of Sophora japonica, they are evil to the core. This is the root of the evil nature of human beings.

Dabao was also watching how Gou Fugui would handle this matter. If he continued to be foolishly filial, then Dabao would never keep him around. Such a person was only worthy of going home to farm.

Dabao has expectations for Gou Fugui. His term of office may be half a year or a year, but it will not be too long. When he leaves, he will recommend Gou Fugui to be the director of this police station.

But in the end, it all depends on whether he can stand up on his own...

Dabao called Zhao Wuhe over and whispered, "Xiaowu, be more detailed when you ask later and dig deeper."

Zhao Wuhe nodded: "Don't worry, Director."

Dabao came to the big office and picked up the phone. He felt a little guilty, but he had to call. After thinking about it, he decided to call, as he was going to get scolded anyway.

The phone rang only three times before it was picked up.

"I'm Lu Jianbang."

"Uncle, why haven't you gone to eat yet?"

When he heard Dabao's voice, Lu Jianbang's head started buzzing. He covered his head and sat down. Alas, what kind of trouble has this kid done again?

"Tell me, what happened again?" Lu Jianbang's tone was extremely helpless.

"Nothing happened, I just missed you and called to say hello."

Lu Jianbang was so angry that he laughed. He knew very well what kind of person his nephew was. Qin Dabao probably didn't even believe his words because they were so empty.

"Don't waste time, tell me, whose problem is this time?" Lu Jianbang interrupted Dabao.

"Fan Jinquan, Tan Xianglan." Dabao said the two names with a smile.

Lu Jianbang was confused: "Who are these two?"

"Our commune director and women's director."

Lu Jianbang was silent for a long time before he said, "Bao, do you have a grudge against this commune? Think about it, you've only been in office for a few days. If these two directors continue to bully you, you'll really become a nightmare. Who wouldn't be afraid of you from now on?"

If this is the case, you will definitely face many challenges in your future work."

Lu Jianbang felt that his words were too harsh, so he slowed down his tone and said, "Go ahead. If it's a question of conduct between men and women, then there's no need to talk about it. You're the director of the police station, not the one who specifically controls belts."

"No, no, this time there really is something wrong. Don't worry, uncle. I won't ask about any more conduct issues in the future."

"Oh?" Hearing Dabao say this, Lu Jianbang finally took it seriously. He really didn't want his nephew to always be entangled in style issues, otherwise his reputation would be too bad: "What is that?"

Dabao sat on the chair and tried to speak calmly: "The night before last, a gang robbery occurred in our commune. The victim was the director of our commune's health center..."

He recounted the incident in detail, then said with a wry smile, "Uncle, do you think I'm to blame for this? Hiring someone to kill someone is so obvious right in front of me. How could I turn a blind eye and turn a deaf ear? I can't.

I've been wondering, how come I've only been in office for less than two weeks, and I've already been handling so many cases and dealing with so many people? It seems like there are no good people in Hongdong County. Am I not suited to this job?

Lu Jianbang heard the fatigue and helplessness in his nephew's tone, and he sighed: "Dabao, it's not that you are not suitable for this job, but it is precisely because you are too suitable for this job that you are in your current situation.

Think about it carefully, if it weren't for your persistence and responsibility, could all the things that happened in the past few days have been ignored?

Is it because of your responsibility towards life and work that you lift up these lids and expose the dirty things underneath?

Take the murder case of Li Heilu, for example. If you hadn't witnessed it, would the case have been dismissed without complaint? Wouldn't it have been a simple matter of paying a small sum of money, burying the man, and forgetting everything?

Dabao, although manpower is limited, as long as we hear or see something, we must take care of it, and we must take care of it to the end, do you understand? "