Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

In the city bureau office, Wang Guohua, holding the phone in one hand, slammed the table with the other and said, "This is too damn outrageous!"

Dabao, completely unaware of all this, was at home making solid food for his daughter. Nuannuan was now able to eat porridge in addition to milk powder. Dabao crushed the beef in his spaceship, steamed it, and made beef powder, which he then added to the rice porridge. Nuannuan loved it.

When Dabao learned the news of Zhu Wenmao's suicide, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. He rushed to the district government, only to find that martial law had been imposed there and all the district government staff had been evacuated to another place.

The current district government's public security chief is Wang Guohua, who stands in front of the office building with his brow furrowed and his hands behind his back, as still as a statue. The forensic doctor and criminal investigators are busy cleaning up the bloody jigsaw puzzle on the ground.

Dabao parked the car at the gate, got out and walked in. As he approached the scene, he sneezed at the strong smell of blood mixed with gunpowder.

Wang Guohua turned around and said in a heavy voice, "Old Lu has already gone to the Ministry. This incident has a very bad impact. I think Old Lu will be scolded this time."

Dabao walked forward, looked at the bag in the forensic doctor's hand, and couldn't help asking: "What kind of bomb is so powerful?"

The forensic doctor shook his head. "I don't know, but the force was certainly immense. Each piece of flesh and blood on this person was blown to pieces no larger than 20 square centimeters. We can't even find any remnants of the explosion."

Dabao stood up and looked at the half-collapsed gate. He felt a wave of fear in his heart. The power was too great.

At this time, Yu Chengmin and Dang Jianjun walked in quickly with several soldiers, and Dabao and Wang Guohua went to greet them.

Yu Chengmin said anxiously, "Deputy Director Mei is now in charge of all the operations of our group seven. After receiving the report, Deputy Director Mei specially sent the military blasting experts here. They are the ones who came here."

Wang Guohua was delighted: "The Municipal Bureau is in need of this kind of talent. This is truly timely."

He then said, "Quickly check the scene and see if there are any clues. The city leaders have already said that such vicious incidents will not be allowed to happen again."

Yu Chengmin waved his hand, and several soldiers agreed and started working. 20 minutes later, the on-site inspection was completed, and several soldiers gathered together to discuss.

One of them came over, saluted, and said to Wang Guohua and Yu Chengmin, "According to our testing, the bomb residue confirms that this is a TNT bomb similar to those developed by the Americans. This type of bomb is powerful and highly accurate, making it particularly suitable for use as a time bomb. However, the method of making this bomb is extremely complex and requires a highly specialized expert."

Dabao quickly asked, "What kind of person is considered a professional?"

The soldier thought for a moment and said, "He must be one of the country's top chemists. As far as I know, there are no more than five people in the country who use this kind of explosive to make bombs. Three of them are in the military, and two of them were professors at Southwest Associated University."

Wang Guohua asked in a deep voice: "Where are these people now?"

The soldier hesitated for a moment, and Yu Chengmin indicated that he could say,

"The three military personnel are classified as confidential and would never do such a thing. They are professors from Southwest University. One of them died four years ago, and the whereabouts of the other is unknown."

Dabao asked, "Five people? Is that a correct number?"

The soldier glanced at him and said, "Comrade Public Security, our General Staff has records. There is absolutely no mistake."

Dabao was a little embarrassed. He knew his question was a bit abrupt. The military had a lot of confidential information, but they never said anything without evidence. What they said must have been investigated. Yu Chengmin said, "The key now is that all the clues have been cut off. What should we do?"

Wang Guohua and Yu Chengmin both stared at Dabao intently, their eyes seemed to want to eat him up, which made Dabao feel creepy. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Why are these guys' eyes so scary?

He swallowed, curled his lips, and said casually, "Hey, hey, hey, leaders, I'm just a soldier. I follow orders. How to act should be your responsibility, right? I dare not make random suggestions."

Wang Guohua looked at Dabao's rogue appearance, and was both angry and amused. He couldn't help but stepped forward and kicked him, with a bit of impatience in his tone.

"Stop wasting time and tell me where we should start next. Aren't you usually pretty smart? Why did you fail at the critical moment?"

Dabao staggered from the kick, rubbed his nose, and a look of helplessness crossed his face. He sighed and said, "Alas, we've captured a few enemy spies from Taiwan, but they haven't revealed much. The clues are almost gone. Now we can only see what clues Gao Zhongming can find."

After all, Dabao is a human, not a god, and it is impossible for him to conjure clues out of thin air.

Wang Guohua frowned after hearing Dabao's words. He turned to look at Yu Chengmin and asked, "What did Gao Zhongming confess?"

Yu Chengming shook his head, a hint of disappointment in his tone. "Gao Gaoming doesn't know much. He is indeed a member of the Thrush Group, but they are in direct contact and have never met each other. He only knows that the Thrush Group consists of seven or eight people, and they must be quite old, as this group has been lurking since 48. We have already sent people to investigate based on what he said, but we don't think the results will be great."

Dabao frowned even more after hearing this. He lowered his head in thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said,

"We still have to start with the source of the bomb! According to the explosives experts, this type of bomb is extremely dangerous and couldn't have been brought from Taiwan. It must have been made on-site. So, we still need to find experts who can make bombs. There aren't many of them, so maybe we can find some clues if we investigate."

Meanwhile, Mei Ruhua returned home with her mother. Her family lived in a high-ranking military compound, where all the leaders of the three headquarters lived.

Mei Ruhua's mother, Li Liqun, opened the door with a sullen look on her face. A little boy heard the noise and ran out from the living room, shouting, "Mom is back!"

A man in his 40s sitting on the sofa in the living room put down the documents in his hand, raised his head with a smile, and said in a gentle tone, "I'm back."

Li Liqun snorted, his tone clearly filled with resentment. The man stood up, took the briefcase from Li Liqun, and asked with concern, "What's wrong? You have a sullen face again. Who made you angry?"

Li Liqun grabbed Mei Ruhua from behind and said with a hint of reproach in his tone, "It's all because of you, my precious daughter! Today, she sneaked into our company again and said she wanted to help me. I tried to chase her away, but she refused to leave. She even talked to strangers and ignored my words! I'm so angry!"

This man was Mei Ruhua's father, Mei Yongliang, Deputy Director of the Second Department of the General Staff. He looked at his daughter, her neck hunched, and couldn't help but frown. He didn't believe what his wife said. His daughter was introverted and cowardly by nature. She didn't talk to anyone, not even him. He didn't like his daughter's personality, but he knew his wife better. It must be that his wife had a conflict with someone at work today, and she took her anger out on him.

However, he wouldn't side with his daughter. He said coldly, "You must remember everything your mother told you. She doesn't want you to talk to strangers. She's protecting you, don't you? As usual, you made a mistake today, so you won't have lunch. This is your punishment."