Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Mo Qiyuan was hugged by Xue Kui around the waist. He couldn't break free no matter what he did. He was so anxious that he was sweating. He had no choice but to shout at the people from the Criminal Investigation Department,

"Go quickly! Go and call Director Lu..."

The people in the Criminal Investigation Department were also confused. When they heard the director's shouting, they hurriedly ran out. The corridor was full of people. As soon as the police officer left, he was surrounded by people, all asking him what happened inside and why he opened fire.

The anxious police yelled,

"Get the hell out of here! If you keep on wasting time, I'll delay things and I'll hold you responsible."

He pushed through the crowd and ran away. The police officers in the corridor were furious. What was going on? Why was he cursing?

Some smart people reacted immediately and realized that something big must have happened in the cell. Let's go over and see what happened.

Facts have proved that when men start gossiping, women have absolutely nothing to do with it. Everyone gathers around the door to see what is happening inside.

The policeman ran up to the office building desperately. When he arrived at Lu Jianbang's office door, he didn't even have time to knock. He pushed hard and the office door slammed shut.

The two people in the room were startled. Wang Guohua's face was still as dark as before. He glared at them.

"Why are you so flustered? Don't you know this is the director's office? I haven't been to work for more than two months, and you are so lazy? Nonsense!"

The police officer was startled. He was not necessarily afraid of Director Lu, because Director Lu was always kind to others and his colleagues also recognized him very much.

But few people were not afraid of this black bread prince, Wang Guohua. His face looked really ugly when he looked down.

Lu Jianbang asked gently,

"What's going on? Don't be anxious, tell me slowly."

The police officer calmed down a bit before speaking.

"Hey, Director Lu, Director Wang, Director Qin just took us to the detention center and went directly to the cell where the incident happened.

The colleague that Director Qin brought with him recognized that there were two people in the cell who were members of the Yiguandao organization, which was called the Jiashitang. These two people were assassins, and they were probably coming for Pei Yan.

Even if the killers were tortured, they could not find out who their employers were. Later, the scene became chaotic. One of the killers took out two grenades and pulled out the safety pins, trying to threaten us to give way.

But you two also know the temper of Chief Qin, who always responds to soft words rather than hard ones, and he slapped the killer several times in the face.

Later, he made a bet with the killer: if the killer won, Director Qin would have to let them go; if Director Qin won, the two killers would have to reveal the name of their employer. The two of them decided to play Russian roulette...

Wang Guohua interrupted and said,

"Wait a minute, what is Russian Roulette?"

The police said,

"It's like taking a revolver with only one bullet in it, and two people take turns pulling the trigger at their temples. The winner is fate, and the King of Hell is the referee."

When Wang Guohua heard this, he stood up with his eyebrows raised, and shouted loudly,

"Nonsense! How can this be? Qin Dabao, you've just rested for a few days, and you don't know what's going on? Quick! Lao Lu, come with me to take a look, this little bastard is too impulsive!"

Lu Jianbang said,

"Don't be impatient. You're already in your forties and not stable at all. Let me ask you, when have you ever seen Dabao suffer a loss?"

Wang Guohua was stunned. He thought about it carefully. In his impression, Qin Dabao never suffered any loss in anything he did.

Lu Jianbang sat steadily and said with a smile,

"Don't worry, I guess Dabao has already hidden the bullets. The gun is empty, so he made a bet with the killer."

Wang Guohua could no longer sit still.

"Come on, I'd better go take a look, you little bastard, you're making me so angry!" He said as he tried to pull Lu Jianbang, and Lu Jianbang had no choice but to follow him downstairs...

In the cell of the detention center, Dabao held a gun to his temple. For a moment, everyone became nervous, except Dabao.

He just put the bullet into the magazine and when he threw it up, the bullet was already in his space, so the gun was an empty gun, but everyone thought there was a bullet in it.

So Dabao was the most relaxed, because he was sure of victory. With a click, the safety of his revolver was released.

Dabao slowly pointed the gun at Feng San's eyebrows.

Feng San's heart was lifted. This was his first time playing Russian roulette. Seeing the black muzzle of the gun pointing at him, his legs felt weak.

Dabao asked with a smile,

"Feng San, do you think there is a bullet in this shot?"

Feng San's face turned pale, and his lips trembled slightly.

"I, I, I, I guess not,"

Dabao smiled evilly.

"What if I guess wrong? Your second brother is here. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, tell him. If I pull the trigger, you might say goodbye to this world.

I give you 30 seconds. You have two choices. One is to quickly tell your last words to your second brother so as not to leave any regrets.

The second one is to kneel down, hand over the grenade, and say you lose.

You start choosing now, and there are 25 seconds left..."

Feng San's legs couldn't help but tremble. He looked at Guan Er, then at Dabao. Dabao still had that smile on his face, looking a little devilish.

"Don't tremble. If you tremble, I won't be able to aim. What if I miss the target? There are still 18 seconds..."

Feng San didn't dare to move his head. He looked at Guan Er with slanted eyes. Beads of sweat as big as soybeans dripped down his face.

Guan Er and he have been brothers for so many years and they know each other too well. He knows that this third brother is a tough guy who is not afraid of life and death, but he was scared today because this kind of gambling is too exciting and can only be done once in a lifetime.

Dabao started counting.

"10! 9! 8... 3! 2! 1!" He pulled the trigger, and there was a click. The sound of the firing pin in the gun was crisp and pleasant. To Feng San, it was as if he had heard the most beautiful sound in the world. He laughed heartily, pointing at Dabao, but tears flowed down his face.

Lu Jianbang and Wang Guohua came to the outside of the cell. The people from the Criminal Investigation Department quickly stood at attention and saluted. Lu Jianbang shook his hand, meaning to keep quiet.

Guan Er said to Dabao,

"Sir, why don't you just forget it? We didn't kill him anyway, so there's no point in betting with you. What if we get hurt..."

He looked at the police around him.

"They won't let us go..."

Dabao slowly put the muzzle of the gun against his temple. Wang Guohua, who was standing at the door, was about to scream when Lu Jianbang covered his mouth.

Dabao laughed.

"Don't worry, I mean what I say. If I lose this bet, they will let you go..."