Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

After Xie Donglin finished telling this story, he looked up and said a few words of Japanese language to Qin Mingwei. He thought that no one present could understand him, but Dabao knew this language.

Dabao sneered: "Xie Donglin, don't be so delusional. You still want your brother to be your kaishakunin so that your soul can return to your homeland? You are dreaming!"

When Xie Donglin saw that his purpose was completely grasped by others, he finally fell to the ground in despair, screaming desperately,

"Why? I just want to return to my homeland and eat a meal cooked by my mother again. Am I wrong? Since I have been exposed, can't I pay with my blood? My body cannot go back, but my soul can go back. Is that not possible?"

Qin Mingwei's teeth were creaking. He originally wanted to smash the glass window behind him, jump down, and use the terrain to escape, but he didn't expect that his brother would ask him to be the kaishakunin, which made him in a difficult situation.

For a Japanese warrior, being an kaishakunin is a great honor. He only needs to cut his brother's throat with a single blow! Behead him with a single blow! Then he can fulfill his brother's last wish, collect his brother's soul into his sword, and bring it back to his homeland.

This tradition is very important to the Watanabe family. Back then, his father's good friend Nogi Maresuke committed suicide because he did not use an kaishakunin. As a result, his soul could not return to his homeland.

Xie Donglin knew he could not go back, but he hoped that his soul could still return to his hometown through his brother's knife...

Qin Mingwei shouted loudly, jumped up, and chopped at Dabao with a knife in both hands. Dabao took a step back and smiled coldly.

"You are quite skilled in the Broken Sword Style of the Yagyu Clan. It seems that Fan Debiao and his mother both died at your hands!"

Qin Mingwei slashed at the air with his knife, took a step forward, and slashed down diagonally with his short knife. Dabao did not retreat but advanced. He shouted loudly,

"How can a tiny pearl shine? With such limited skills, you dare to use a knife in front of me? You are courting death!"

As he spoke, he wrapped his hands around Qin Mingwei's wrist. Qin Mingwei screamed in shock and was about to put away his knife when Dabao twisted his hands and broke his left wrist.

Qin Mingwei cried out in frustration and took a few steps back. Dabao had already caught the knife he had thrown away. He smoothed the blade and felt a chill in his face.

"Nice knife!"

Dabao threw the knife to Xue Kui.

"Don't you like it? I'll give it to you!"

Xue Kui was overjoyed, took the knife and shouted,

"Thank you, Master,"

Qin Mingwei gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pulled out a pistol from his waist, without even aiming, he fired a shot. Dabao had been monitoring him for a long time, and when he saw him pull out the gun, he had already pulled it out of the holster.

The two men fired almost simultaneously, their bullets meeting in the air with a crackling sound.

Qin Mingwei shouted loudly and rushed towards the window like a cannonball. His back hit the glass window, and the window frame was shattered.

He held the gun with both hands, emptied the bullets in the gun in an instant, and rushed out...

Qin Mingwei was horrified to find that Qin Dabao actually rushed towards him and grabbed his clothes and pulled him back. This made Qin Mingwei confused. Who is this person? How could he dodge the bullet? And with such a fast speed?

He didn't have time to think about these questions. Dabao's iron fist had already hit his face. After only three punches, Qin Mingwei fainted.

When Qin Mingwei woke up, he was already sitting in the interrogation room, his hands handcuffed to the chair. He struggled hard, but the iron teeth of the handcuffs moved in two more notches, tightening around his wrists.

Qin Mingwei groaned again in pain.

"Do you think you can still run away? What a waste of time!"

Qin Mingwei raised his head and looked at the two police officers sitting behind the interrogation table. One of them was Jin Hai and the other was Han Dongliang.

Qin Mingwei closed his eyes and said,

"Where's Qin Dabao? Let him come over. If he doesn't come, I won't say anything..."

Jin Hai slammed the table.

"Qin Mingwei, whether our director comes or not will not affect your explanation of the problem. Our director said that we will not talk about leniency for those who confess and severity for those who resist.

I'm just telling you, if you confess your mistake, I'll send your body and your brother's body back to your homeland, and that'll be considered a return home."

Qin Mingwei listened and hesitated for a long time before nodding.

"You have to keep your word..."

Jin Hai laughed out loud.

"Do you have any other choice? I advise you not to expect our director to interrogate you. To be honest, you are not qualified!"

Qin Mingwei knew that Jin Hai was using Dabao to pressure him, but he had no choice but to say dejectedly,

"Then ask..."

Here begins the normal interrogation...

Dabao was in Jinman's office, and he was really going crazy. He was almost biting his teeth when he heard what was said on the phone.

Xie Ming on the other end of the phone said with a stiff upper lip,

"Director, it's absolutely true. Pei Yan has been released. I made some inquiries and found out it was Li Pinghai who admitted all the charges.

He said that he had hurt Qin Qingfu with a stick and a knife, and Pei Yan had been holding him back. He said that he had done all those things to hurt Qin Qingfu in order to please Pei Yan.

Dabao sneered, but his heart sank a little bit. He hung up the phone, looked gloomy, and called the Criminal Investigation Office of the Municipal Bureau.

The call was connected, and a voice came from the other end.

"Criminal Investigation Department of the Municipal Bureau, who are you looking for?"

Dabao squeezed out each word from between his teeth, which made people shudder.

"I'm Qin Dabao. Ask my grandson Mo Qiyuan to answer the phone!"

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned, and he quickly said,

"Xiaoya, Director Qin. Director Mo is not here."

Dabao sneered, and the people on the other end of the phone felt the chill. At this moment, Mo Qiyuan was standing in front of Lu Jianbang crying bitterly.

"Old Chief, I have no choice. If I don't agree to their request, they will send my son to prison..."

Lu Jianbang's face was as gloomy as water.

"What exactly happened? Please tell me in detail..."

Mo Qiyuan lowered his head and said in a low voice,

"You know, my son is studying in Shanghai. This time I came to Beijing with only my wife and daughter. My son is in his second year of high school and stayed in Shanghai.

Three days ago, my son was taken to a family home by some of his male and female classmates. They had a meal there, but before they finished eating, my son fainted.

When he woke up, he found himself lying naked with a female classmate, whose clothes were torn to shreds.

Afterwards, someone told my son to release Pei Yan, otherwise they would sue my son for being a hooligan and bullying female classmates while drunk, and put him in jail.

My son told my wife about this, and she called me. I knew it was a trap, but I had no choice but to jump in.

Duan Huaiwen sent Pei Yuanjin to find me and told me clearly that if I didn't release Pei Yan, my son would be imprisoned or even executed.

I have no choice but to do as I'm told. Chief, I have no complaints about what you want to do to me."

Mo Qiyuan lowered his head, tears falling to the ground one by one. Lu Jianbang looked at him coldly. He really didn't expect that Duan Huaiwen would do such a despicable and shameless thing to save Pei Yan.

He wasn't blaming Mo Qiyuan. Pei Yan alone wouldn't be able to cause any major trouble. However, the means used in this incident were too vicious. If they didn't react, the law would be meaningless in the future, and their public security would be a joke...