Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

There are still twenty days before the Spring Festival, and the entire capital is immersed in a joyful atmosphere. Blast furnaces are being built in every street to make steel in full swing. Including in the countryside, each production team is working hard to make steel using traditional methods, hoping to present a gift to their superiors at the beginning of the new year.

Qin Dabao is now at a loss. He originally wanted to work and be a small salted fish, but within two days, a heavy burden fell on his head. What a pity that this burden was brought upon himself.

In the Public Security Department, Huang Qi was always trying to put obstacles in the way. This enemy spy case was placed on his desk, but he did not take it seriously at all. He just asked the three departments to handle it themselves, resulting in him not being able to check important information because he had no authority.

How to do this kind of work?

Wang Fugui, Lao Qin, and Zhao Wuhe came to the hospital in the morning. Looking at the bodies of the enemy spies, they all felt a sense of embarrassment. Now one of the enemy spies is dead and the other is unconscious. If the case is closed at this point, it would be ok. The radio and code book were seized, which can be regarded as an explanation for the game.

But if the case is not closed, how can we investigate? Li Yong and his men have been on duty in the square and cannot be withdrawn.

Wang Fugui now deeply regretted it. He had his own selfish motives, wanting to use Xie Dongguo to gain merit. Now with only a few people, how could he continue the investigation? If he had known this would happen, he should have handed the clues to the Criminal Investigation Department.

Wang Fugui looked at Xie Dongguo and asked, "When did the doctor say he would wake up?"

Qin Dabao added, "The doctor said that if I can make it through this night, I'll be fine. But it's hard to say. After all, the poisoning is too severe. I guess I'll wake up in the morning."

Wang Fugui nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back to the bureau to report. You guys stay here and wait for Xie Dongguo to wake up and interrogate him immediately."

"Section Chief..." Qin Dabao hesitated to speak.

"Xiao Qin, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

"Section Chief," Qin Dabao hesitated for a moment: "I saw the man who assassinated Xie Dongguo yesterday."

"Oh? Isn't the person who assassinated Xie Dongguo already dead?"

"I'm talking about using blowguns to kill people from Xie Dongguo."

"What?" Not only Wang Fugui, but even Lao Qin and the others exclaimed in surprise.

"what happened?"

"I didn't care at first, but when I recalled it last night, I realized that Xie Dongguo stopped because he saw someone.

Although he pretended not to notice, I noticed it too.

A little girl stabbed Xie Dongguo with a blowgun. There should have been a female teacher with her.

Wang Fugui nodded and said, "Old Qin, let's do this. You and Xiao Qin will go investigate. Datu, Wuhe, and Xiao Zhu will guard Xie Dongguo."

"yes!"

Wang Fugui turned to face them. "I have only one request: Be careful and report any problems immediately. I'm going back to the bureau now to report to the director in person."

. . .

Dabao and Lao Qin were walking down the street pushing their bicycles. At almost every intersection, there were steel blast furnaces rising from the ground.

The appeal of this era is incomparable to that of later generations. In the bitter cold, everyone was sweating profusely as they rushed to work, fearing that they would fall behind.

Under a big tree, the two stopped and Qin Dabao handed the portrait of the female teacher and the little girl to Lao Qin. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Master Qin..."

There were some things he really couldn't say. Qin Dabao knew very well that there was nothing wrong with his tracking. There was only one way for Xie Dongguo to be exposed, that is, when Lao Qin was investigating Xie Dongguo, he alerted the enemy spies, and the enemy spies killed him to silence him.

Lao Qin patted Dabao on the shoulder. He also guessed that it was his careless actions that alerted the enemy spies.

He was very grateful to Dabao. Qin Dabao did not make this inference in front of others.

Lao Qin is a former police officer with a poor background. He is walking on thin ice when working in the Public Security Bureau. He hides when encountering troubles, so people call him Lao Youtiao.

Dabao also protected Lao Qin. If the bureau knew that it was Lao Qin's mistake that alarmed the enemy spies, he would never be able to wear this official uniform again.

"Dabao, I won't say thank you anymore. Just watch my actions from now on."

A wise man doesn't need to say much. Qin Dabao smiled and said, "Master Qin, how do we investigate these two people?"

Lao Qin thought for a moment and said, "With the portraits and what Dabao said, it's not difficult to find these two people, but what should we do next? Either we play the long game and catch the big fish, or we find them and arrest them immediately. I prefer to arrest them immediately.

Because we don’t have enough manpower to track…” Lao Qin paused,

"Dabao, to be frank, we don't have anyone in our bureau who's good at tracking. Such people are only found in the military. Judging from the director's attitude, he doesn't take this clue seriously at all. The only thing we can do now is to strike first, capture the enemy spy, and pry open his mouth. Then we'll have a chance to follow the clues and crush the enemy's conspiracy."

Qin Dabao was indifferent. After all, he was still a newcomer, and he had no ambition to climb up the ladder. Although the army and public security forces were least affected when the storm came, it was the least, not the least. So the higher the official position, the more unstable it would be. The best thing for him to do was to find a department that no one cared about and stay there.

After all, if I could survive the reform and opening up, bring my family and become the richest man, wouldn't that be much more comfortable than just working in the system? But it's difficult to survive now, so I'd better make some achievements and gain a foothold first.

"Master Qin, you are right. Where should we go now?"

"Go back to Coli. Check the map of the entire city of Coli and see how many schools are around where Xie Dongguo was killed."

"Okay, let's go."

The two of them got on their bikes and rode away.

In the eyes of later generations, such a method of solving cases would be worse than that of a ten-year-old child. However, there was no other way. In that era, not only was there no technology to solve cases, but people's thinking could not keep up. Even interrogations were simple and crude. Memory recovery techniques were not used until 2,000 years ago, when they were gradually banned. (I have a cousin who used memory recovery techniques during interrogation, which resulted in the disability of a suspect. He was later sued and fired.)

. . . . . .

When he returned to the department, Fan Lihua was still the only one there. Qin Dabao felt very puzzled. He had been working for three or four days, but he still hadn't recognized everyone in the department. He didn't know why these people on duty in the square were so busy?

His question was raised by Lao Qin.

"Li Yong, are Xiao Mu and Xiao Xu still on duty at the square? So busy? Haven't seen them for several days?"

"Well, forget it. There are too many people coming to Beijing now. The square is always crowded day and night. The three of them work in three shifts with the police station. They can't even get away with it. I heard Uncle Li vomited blood again."

"Alas, Lao Li's health... Where is the section chief?"

"The director just called him over."

"Lihua, get us that city-wide map."

"Ah? What? This is so hard to find." Fan Lihua complained while rummaging through the filing cabinet. It took her a long time to find it.

Lao Qin and Dabao cleared the things on the table, and Fan Lihua unfolded the map.

"This is a map from 52, published by the National Design Institute. It's the latest one." Lao Qin said as he checked. The scale of the map is 1:1000000, which means 1 centimeter is 10 kilometers.

It's not easy to find the location because it's too small. At this time, Qin Dabao especially missed the Beidou satellite images of later generations. As long as he moved his fingers, he could immediately find the location and surrounding information.

"That's about it. Within five kilometers, there are two primary schools and one middle school. According to what you said, Dabao, this female teacher should be from a primary school. Those are the Machinery Factory Primary School and the Paper Factory Primary School. Dabao, how old does this woman look?"

"About thirty years old."

"Then the scope will be smaller and easier to check."

Qin Dabao casually took out two pieces of white paper and sketched the appearance of the female teacher and the girl with a few strokes of pencil.

Lao Qin gave a thumbs up, saying that the painting was simply art, and Fan Lihua also looked at him with admiration.

"Let's go to the police station now. They should have detailed information."

Before Qin Dabao could say anything, Wang Fugui pushed the door open and came in.

"Section Chief."

"Old Wang."

"Oh, you're back. Just in time. The director has some instructions."

Wang Fugui said solemnly, "The director said that with the Lunar New Year still twenty days away, we must all get moving. If we find any enemy spies, we must arrest them. Don't play the long game. From now on, there will be no holidays. Everyone in the Public Security Department must be on duty at a fixed location. We must be fearless of hardship and sacrifice to ensure safety during the Lunar New Year holiday."

Qin Dabao and Lao Qin looked at each other in bewilderment. What exactly did this mean? Should the current enemy spy case be investigated?