Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

It was already early June when Dabao and his companions returned to the capital. The weather was already extremely hot. Dabao asked Xie Ming to hand Jiang Jinsong over to the Criminal Investigation Department.

This case has caused a sensation in the entire capital, and various versions of the legend have been published. Jiang Jinsong has become a celebrity in the capital for the past two weeks.

Dabao understood that in order to quell people's speculation about this matter, the government would definitely hold a public trial and execute Jiang Jinsong.

But all this had nothing to do with him. He and Zuo Mingyue took their daughter to and from get off work every day. Although the affairs of the police station were very complicated, with Xie Ming there, the police station was arranged in an orderly manner, and Dabao didn't have to worry too much...

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More than 20 days passed in a flash, and it was already the end of June. Little Nuannuan could walk several steps with the help of a walker.

Now, in addition to milk powder, Dabao has added complementary food to the child. He crushes the egg yolks, mixes them into the corn paste from the space, and then adds a spoonful of beef powder. Little Nuannuan loves it very much.

That morning, Dabao was feeding his daughter applesauce when Xie Ming ran out of the office.

"Chief, the bureau has sent a notice that a public trial will be held at Red Star Primary School tomorrow. The bureau specifically wants you to bring your staff to help maintain public order.

He said on the phone that it was mainly because Jiang Jinsong wanted to see you before he died."

Dabao nodded lazily. He calculated that it was almost time. The public trial would not only try one criminal, but there would definitely be several or even more than a dozen people.

It is estimated that Jiang Jinsong was allowed to linger on for more than 20 days just to make up the number of people.

As fellow disciples, it is not an excessive request to see him off before his execution.

The public trial was held at nine in the morning. Dabao dressed up at eight o'clock and asked Xie Ming to take the people from the detention center to Red Star Primary School. He took Xue Kui to the detention center.

There were five large trucks parked at the gate of the detention center. Dozens of police officers with loaded guns stood around the trucks. Dabao parked his jeep aside.

He and Xue Kui got out of the car. Dabao greeted his colleagues along the way and walked into the gate of the detention center.

The area between the main gate and the second gate was also filled with police officers. Eight criminals were sitting on the ground, tied up.

Next to them was a pile of wooden signs. The top one was painted in white with the words: Intentional Murderer Jiang Jinsong, and then a bright red X was drawn on the words.

Dabao saw Jiang Jinsong with his head down. He was wearing a blue work suit and a work hat. They were very new and he probably hadn't worn them many times.

Among these eight criminals, he was the only one who was dressed better. It was probably because Jiang Jinsong's family had sent him clothes.

Dabao walked up to Jiang Jinsong and looked at him with his head slightly lowered.

Jiang Jinsong was lowering his head, his mind was in turmoil. He didn't know what he was thinking. He only knew that his legs were as soft as noodles and he couldn't stand up at all.

Suddenly a pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of him. Jiang Jinsong slowly raised his head and looked up along the blue pants.

Blue pants, white uniform, bright red collar badge, a handsome face under the big hat, eyes looking at him coldly.

Dabao said coldly: "I heard that you want to see me for the last time? Tell me what you want to do."

Jiang Jinsong didn't know where he got the strength from, he suddenly turned over and knelt down. The two police officers behind him quickly pushed him down and stepped on his head.

Jiang Jinsong pressed one side of his face to the ground and shouted desperately: "Junior brother, junior brother, please save me, I don't want to die... I know you are the only one who can save me. If you save my life, I would rather spend my whole life in prison..."

Dabao had his hands behind his back, his eyes expressionless.

"As the old saying goes, everything has cause and effect, everything has reincarnation, there is no door to good or bad fortune, only people can bring it upon themselves, good and evil will eventually be rewarded, cause and effect always cycle,

You killed people out of venting your anger, but why did you kill Wang Fang's parents and brothers? They didn't provoke you. "

Jiang Jinsong gnashed his teeth and shouted: "It's because of them, all of this is because they always think I'm a stinky worker, incompetent, a loser, and can't even help her stupid brother find a wife,

That’s why I’m trying so hard to climb up. It’s all their fault… I must kill them!”

Dabao was too lazy to argue with him in detail and continued coldly: "What about Wang Tonglin's wife? What about his daughter? What about the nanny? What did they do wrong?"

Jiang Jinsong swallowed hard, a trace of blood seeping from his lips: "They? Their fault is that they are Wang Tonglin's family. This is the original sin..."

Dabao sneered: "You mean, everyone deserves to die, and you are just enforcing justice? As far as I know, the prison police didn't say a word to you. Are you enforcing justice by killing him?"

Jiang Jinsong suddenly stopped talking, and after a while he murmured, "I have no choice, I have to escape, let it be, let it be his bad luck..."

Dabao spat at him contemptuously and cursed softly: "You piece of shit!"

After cursing, he turned around and walked away, ignoring Jiang Jinsong's desperate howling and begging behind him.

Xue Kui got annoyed and kicked Jiang Jinsong in the mouth. Jiang Jinsong spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with eight broken teeth.

The police officers present acted as if nothing had happened, as if they hadn't seen anything. Instead, the criminals who were tied up were shaking with fear.

Dabao passed by the last criminal and took a quick look. He saw that it was a man in his forties, so thin that his bones were visible. His clothes were almost strips of cloth. If he hadn't been tied up with small ropes, his clothes would have danced.

Dabao didn't care. Just as he passed by him, he heard a policeman say.

"Yang Huailin, your public trial and sentencing are about to begin, and your life should be over. Regardless of whether you are innocent or not, you should still eat a bite. You will be able to die a full and satisfied ghost when you get there."

"Yang Huailin..." This name exploded like a thunder in Dabao's mind.

He remembered that in his previous life, there was an injustice case that shocked the whole country. It was a rape and murder case, and the criminal was named Yang Huailin.

Dabao read the case file several times and remembered it clearly. This case was not typical, but what happened later made it a typical case.

The case was like this: in the early morning of one day in late April 59, in Zhaijiakou Hutong, Chongwenmen, there was a red brick toilet at the entrance of the hutong, with men's on one side and women's on the other, separated by a wall.

There was an old man who got up early to go to the toilet. He went there just after dawn, otherwise he would have to wait in a long line.

The old man's biological clock was quite punctual. He walked into the toilet quickly with his trousers pulled up, and almost tripped.

The old man looked down and was immediately scared to death. He saw a female corpse lying face up at the door of the toilet. Her top and vest were lifted up to her neck, and her lower body was naked. The female corpse's eyes were wide open, which was very scary. She looked to be in her twenties.

The man who almost tripped the old man was a man leaning against the toilet door.

The old man knew this man. His name was Yang Huailin, an electrician in a textile factory. He was 42 years old and had never been married, let alone had children.

As a technical worker in a textile factory, Yang Huailin's salary is not low. He has no other hobbies except drinking. Anyway, his salary is enough for him to buy alcohol every day. However, his alcohol tolerance is average. He is fine when he doesn't drink, but he drinks a lot when he drinks.

Yang Huailin was leaning against the toilet door, vomit all over his body, his pants pulled down to his knees, and he was sleeping soundly with the smell of alcohol all over his body.

The old man did not dare to delay and ran to Chongwenmen Police Station to report the case. The police from the police station immediately went out and reported the case to the Criminal Investigation Team of Dongcheng Branch.

It happened that Meng Fugui, the captain of the criminal investigation team, was on duty, and he immediately rushed to the scene with his men...