Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Jiang Jinsong jumped off the roof of his house and looked around. Seeing nothing happening, he opened the door. Five minutes later, he came out with a schoolbag on his back. Inside it were two sets of clothes and all the money in the house.

He turned and looked at the backyard, where Dabao's family lived. Jiang Jinsong's eyes were filled with hatred. After a while, he gritted his teeth and whispered, "Qin Dabao, you got it for free. If I didn't have something else to do, I would send your family to hell!"

He pushed his bicycle out of the courtyard...

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At around five in the morning, a series of rapid knocks on the door and shouts woke Dabao up.

"Director, Director, something big has happened..."

Dabao got up, looked at his sleeping daughter, put on his pants, put on his shirt, walked out of the room, opened the door,

Xie Ming stood at the door, looking anxious.

At this time, Lu Xiu'e yawned and walked out of the bedroom. She had just returned home at ten o'clock last night. Qin Huairu had been struggling for most of the day before finally giving birth to a daughter. Jia Zhang stayed in the hospital to take care of her.

Lu Xiu'e came home to take care of Banggeng and Xiaodang.

"Director, there's been a murder in Yard 78..."

Dabao frowned, put on his hat, turned around and said to his mother: "Mom, ask Mingyue to bring Nuannuan over. I'll go to the scene to take a look."

Lu Xiu'e was also startled and quickly nodded in agreement.

Dabao brought Xie Ming to Courtyard 78 in a hurry. Zhao Zhenyu had already brought people to guard the scene.

It was around five in the morning in summer, and the sky was already bright. The neighbors had already gotten up and were gathered at the door of the wing room, looking inside.

If there were no police guarding the door, maybe some brave people would have dared to rush in to watch the fun.

Xie Ming shouted, "Disperse, disperse."

The neighbors all dispersed. People in this era were somewhat afraid of the police. If they were not so curious, they would have hidden far away.

As soon as Dabao entered the house, he smelled a foul odor. He had been to many scenes and had learned a lot from forensic medicine. He knew that this odor was excreted before death.

He took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, and went forward to take a look at the bodies. He saw two naked bodies, a man and a woman, lying on the bed with their legs spread out.

Dabao sighed. This woman was Wang Fang. He should have seen the man before, but he didn't know his name.

"Who discovered the body?"

Zhao Zhenyu was investigating a theft case at a steel mill and had not slept all night. He had just finished the work at three or four in the morning when he received a report. When he heard the director's question, he quickly answered.

"It was the old man who was in charge of this courtyard. He got up early to go to the toilet and saw a big hole in Teacher Bai's door. He came over and knocked on the door and called Teacher Bai.

After calling for a long time and no one answered, he pushed the door open and went in. As soon as he entered, he saw the body.

Dabao knew who the murderer was after looking at the cause of death of the corpse. You know, it is easy to strangle a person to death with both hands, but it is difficult to crush the larynx with one hand because there are many organs in the throat, such as the trachea and vocal cords.

If you want to crush the larynx, you need to use at least 60 kilograms of gripping force on one hand.

If a Kung Fu master knows how to grab, such as the tiger claw hand or the crane claw hand, the strength of his fingers can definitely crush the larynx. Dabao and Jiang Jinsong were taught by the same master, and Master Tong, in addition to Bajiquan, also has another unique skill, the Shaolin 72-movement grabbing hand.

Jiang Jinsong is the best at this Kung Fu. If Dabao had not broken through to the Grandmaster level, he would not be as good as Jiang Jinsong in terms of this Kung Fu alone.

Dabao turned around and said to Xie Ming and Zhao Zhenyu: "Thank you for your hard work. I know who the murderer is."

"Ah? This, this?" The two people, including the police officers present, were all stunned. Is the director so powerful? He can tell who the murderer is just by looking at him?

Dabao smiled bitterly and said, "The deceased woman was named Wang Fang, a neighbor of ours. Her husband was named Jiang Jinsong, who was also my former fellow apprentice.

The cause of death of these two people was that their larynx was crushed by one hand, resulting in instant suffocation. This is not something that ordinary people can do. Jiang Jinsong and I have learned the 72-style Shaolin grappling hand.

So the murderer must be him. Jiang Jinsong discovered Wang Fang's affair with this man and killed her in anger to vent his anger."

Xie Ming and the others suddenly realized what was going on, but they admired Dabao even more.

Dabao picked up a thin blanket and covered Wang Fang's body. He sighed. As the old saying goes, "Every drink and every bite is predestined, and everything has its cause."

Wang Fang's tragic death today was purely her own fault. If Dabao had sympathized with her at the beginning, Wang Fang had married Jiang Jinsong, and the two were considered a good match.

But in order to become the deputy director of the workshop, Jiang Jinsong personally drugged his wife and sent her to the bed of Deputy Director Wang. After Wang Fang woke up, Jiang Jinsong kowtowed and cried bitterly.

But Wang Fang's heart was dead. She hated Jiang Jinsong, but she couldn't leave him. This was the reason for her downfall.

The couple are both selfish people. They deserve to be in this situation.

As for that teacher Xiaobai, no one would pity him. In this era, he had an affair with a married woman and deserved death. It didn't matter if he died, but his family would be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Sure enough, after the medical examiner performed the autopsy, they contacted the family and took the body back for burial. Xiaobai's family rushed over from Nehe, Heilongjiang, only to take a look. In the end, they didn't even buy a coffin. They just wrapped Xiaobai in a reed mat and threw him into a mass grave. Within a few days, wild dogs had eaten him, leaving only his head and half a skeleton...

"Xie Ming, contact the Municipal Bureau's Criminal Investigation Division. A major murder has occurred in my jurisdiction, and we need to arrest the suspect, Jiang Jinsong. Lao Zhao, contact the branch quickly. I'm worried that Jiang Jinsong will commit another crime!"

"Yes!" The two ran out, and Dabao looked at the remaining three men in the institute.

"Secure the scene and don't let anyone get close. You can return to the station after the criminal investigation team arrives and takes over."

"yes!"

Dabao clapped his hands and walked out of the room, breathing a breath of fresh air. The room was too smelly.

Dabao returned to Courtyard 95 and saw that the door of Jiang Jinsong's house was closed. He knew that Jiang Jinsong would not be stupid enough to hide in the house, but he still kicked the door open.

When he entered the room, he found it quite clean, except that the cabinet drawer was open and there was an iron box on the table. Dabao knew it was for money and tickets.

This indicates that after Jiang Jinsong killed someone last night, he returned home, took the money, and fled...

Dabao was worried that Jiang Jinsong had opened Pandora's box and released the devil by killing someone this time. He had martial arts skills, and Dabao knew that Jiang Jinsong had received militia training two years ago. He had won an excellent grade in shooting and had boasted about it to his master and himself.

Such people, once they enter society, will be the most dangerous existence.

Facts have proved that Dabao's worries were absolutely not unnecessary. When he sent Zuo Mingyue and the child to the military compound, he returned to the police station. When he stepped into the police station, he found that the station was full of public security officers.

And in the conference room, Wang Guohua's voice was heard.

"Where's Qin Dabao? Why hasn't he come yet?"