Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

"Quick, get out of here!" Guixiang shook her body anxiously. She was not wearing any clothes, and the headlights were shining in Jiang Jinsong's eyes.

Jiang Jinsong grabbed the pair of headlights and then went out of the window carrying the wicker box.

He thought the police were searching the alley ahead, but not the back. Unexpectedly, as he jumped out, he saw two police officers coming out of a house. They saw a man jumping out of a window holding a box. The two police officers shouted, "Stop!"

Jiang Jinsong was so frightened that his soul flew away. He ran away, and two police officers chased him. One of them pulled out a pistol and fired two shots into the air.

Jiang Jinsong was so frightened that he ran even faster. He was carrying the box and wanted to go up to the house, but he heard two shots, which hit the wall and sent brick chips flying.

Jiang Jinsong looked back and saw that the two police officers were getting closer and closer. He could only drop the box and jump to the eaves. Then, he used the force to flip over.

"Pah pah" bullets shot past Jiang Jinsong, frightening him so much that he ran along the roof with all his might.

Now, he threw away all the property he had robbed from Deputy Director Wang's house, including the clothes.

Fortunately, there were more than 500 yuan and 100 kilograms of food coupons in Bai Kuiyuan's schoolbag, which was enough for him to escape.

This search and arrest completely frightened Jiang Jinsong. He was not a fool and knew that if he went to retaliate against his master and senior brother again, he would be caught by the ambushing police.

Jiang Jinsong decided to escape. He had a letter of introduction to Nehe, but he could only escape to the outside of the Great Wall. Once outside the Great Wall, he could seek refuge with his father's sworn brother, who lived in Yanjigang. From there, he could go to Changbai Mountain and escape to South Korea. He heard that the people there looked the same as him, but they just couldn't speak the same language. Now he had nowhere to go except abroad.

He found a deserted place and took a nap, planning to go to the train station later to buy a ticket and escape from the capital.

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In the police station, the box that Jiang Jinsong had thrown down was placed on the conference table, and the items inside were placed on the table one by one. Dabao was furious as he held the ten blank letters of introduction.

Fortunately, Jiang Jinsong threw away the box when he was being chased, otherwise, with this money and letter of introduction, Jiang Jinsong could go anywhere.

Dabao shouted: "Zhao Zhenyu, Zhao Zhenyu."

"Here comes the director." Zhao Zhenyu ran in sweating profusely.

Dabao leaned on the table with both hands and asked: "Have those two prostitutes confessed?"

Zhao Zhenyu nodded: "I confessed. The two prostitutes looked at the photo and confirmed that the man was Jiang Jinsong. They said that Jiang Jinsong came to her house at around 4 o'clock in the morning.

When they got to her house, he gave them 200 yuan and said he would keep them for three days. The two prostitutes said that Jiang Jinsong used to come to her two or three times a month and would leave after every time.

This time, after eating something, he tortured them relentlessly, gritting his teeth and saying he would kill Tong, Wei, and the entire Qin family.

Dabao broke out in a cold sweat. Ever since he knew the murderer was Jiang Jinsong, he had been on high alert. The reason he worked late that morning was to send Zuo Mingyue and Nuannuan to the military compound. He even asked for leave for Cuicui and Xiaohong and took them to the military compound.

He also sent the police to ambush the master and the eldest brother's house. Now it seems that this step was really right.

Wang Guohua came over and looked at the letter of introduction.

"Dabao, where else can Jiang Jinsong hide after escaping from here? We have mobilized the entire city, so there is no place he can hide."

Dabao thought for a while and said, "Our raid was so spectacular this time, especially since we almost caught Jiang Jinsong. He must have been a frightened bird.

From what I know about him, he is just a little clever and not very courageous, so he must have escaped, but he can't escape by train. Even a fool knows that we must have set up a tight net at the train station.

If I were him, I would ride a bicycle or walk out of the capital. As long as I can escape our encirclement, I will find a chance to get a letter of introduction, and then I can take the train south or north. "

"Director." Xie Ming came in with two comrades from the Criminal Investigation Department. He took off his hat, his forehead covered in sweat.

"Director, we've investigated and visited Bai Kuiyuan's neighbors and workplace, and we've confirmed that Bai Kuiyuan just withdrew 500 yuan from his savings. He's taken a two-week leave to go home and visit his family."

"Visiting relatives?" Dabao immediately frowned: "Since you want to visit relatives, you must have a letter of introduction... Xie Ming, where is Bai Kuiyuan's hometown?"

"I asked, Nehe, Heilongjiang."

"Nehe?" Dabao knew a little about Nehe. In his previous life, in 91, a group of demons killed people in just one year and threw them into the cellar. At that time, Dabao had been to Nehe as a member of the department's supervision team.

Nehe is located at the southern end of the Lesser Khingan Mountains. From there, one can escape to South Korea and the Russians, or go out to the sea to the Japanese.

"Now that he has a letter of introduction, he doesn't have to risk being exposed. So he must go north and escape outside the country."

Wang Guohua's face darkened. If such a vicious criminal escaped, how much harm would it cause to society?

"Mo Qiyuan, Chen Yuan, you must leave immediately and go to every branch. Tell them that if anyone dares to slack off and let the criminal go, everyone from top to bottom will be held accountable. If that happens, no one will come to me to complain!"

"Yes!" Mo Qiyuan and Chen Yuan knew that they were being asked to supervise the investigation by the branch and police station personnel. It was originally a matter of telephone notification, so why did the two directors have to go in person? To put it bluntly, a telephone notification would not attract the attention of the subordinates.

"Dabao, think of a way to catch him."

Dabao nodded silently. He had a hunch that Jiang Jinsong should be trying to find a way to leave the capital. Although the public security organs, street offices and other units had formed a siege in the capital, it was not difficult for one person to escape from such a siege.

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Just as Dabao predicted, Jiang Jinsong put on makeup, bought a Zhongshan suit, cut his hair short, and used the cut hair to stick on a fake beard.

In order to change his appearance, he hardened his heart and knocked out his two back teeth. His round face immediately collapsed. Now, even if someone familiar with him saw him, they would not recognize him immediately.

He rode his bicycle to the train station and parked it first. He bought a popsicle and squatted beside the aunt who was watching the bicycles, pretending to be nonchalant and observing the situation in the train station.

"Auntie, look how hot it is today. Why don't you ask your employer to provide you with a parasol? It would be so comfortable for you to sit under it."

The auntie was carrying a schoolbag in front of her, which was filled with bus fares, 2.5 cents, and the largest denomination was only 10 cents. There were few aunties in Beijing who were not talkative.

She said disdainfully, "Forget it! Applying for a stool will take two or three months. If I apply for a parasol, I don't think I'll get it approved until I retire."

Jiang Jinsong pretended to take out a small notebook, took out a pen and wrote on it: The auntie watching the bicycle needs a parasol,

Although the aunt could not read, she was shocked by his behavior.

"Hey, young man, are you a government leader here on an incognito visit? I can tell you're a leader, with three pens in your pocket.

Our neighbor Erzi said that those who wear one pen are ordinary cadres, those who wear two pens are mid-level cadres, and you wear three pens, so you must be a senior cadre, right?