Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Chapter 1250 He thinks he can play mind games with Da Bao?



Chapter 1250 He thinks he can play mind games with Da Bao?

This was the first time in half a month that Da Bao had seen the stars in the night sky. He was handcuffed and escorted out of the air-raid shelter by several police officers.

Zhang Wenyuan grinned maliciously.

"Qin Dabao, take a good look at this world. In five minutes, you'll be heading to the underworld."

Da Bao completely ignored him. Talking to an idiot was too much of a waste of breath. He had seen Zhang Wenyuan's tricks too many times in books and on TV. Trying to play mind games with him? Even if Zhang Wenyuan went back into his mother's womb twice more, he still wouldn't be a match for Da Bao.

Suddenly, a large bird swept across the night sky. Da Bao knew that the White Egret Leopard had returned. He stood steadily and carefully looked at Zhang Wenyuan and the others. At this moment, a commotion broke out in the air force base not far away.

Then Zhang Wenyuan's subordinate rushed over and whispered anxiously in Zhang Wenyuan's ear.

"Director, we've reported to our superiors. They've ordered the arrest of all the leaders at this base. One of the lower-ranking leaders tried to resist but was injured in the leg by our men, and that's when they finally calmed down."

Da Bao clearly heard their conversation and couldn't help but smile. How wonderful, dogs fighting, they're getting all worked up.

Zhang Wenyuan snorted twice through his nose.

"Dare to resist? This must be Lu Wenping's man. Otherwise, why would they resist? Interrogate them, use every means possible. If they don't confess, then they should die."

His subordinate trembled and quickly bowed his head to answer yes.

Zhang Wenyuan waved his hand, and two policemen led Da Bao to a position ten meters away, then returned to their original positions and drew their pistols.

Zhang Wenyuan took off his glasses and carefully wiped them.

"Qin Dabao, I don't mean anything by it. As long as you answer two questions for me and grant me two small requests, I will not only spare your life, but also release you immediately."

Dabao said lightly.

"I know what questions you want to ask, and I know what your demands are, but are you qualified to come and talk to me?"

Zhang Wenyuan put on his glasses, put his hands in the pockets of his wool coat, and turned around to speak.

"Yes, execute him. This man is too arrogant; keeping him alive will only cause trouble."

Two police officers had just loaded their guns and raised them when their entourage members hurriedly spoke up.

"Wait a minute."

He turned to Zhang Wenyuan and said respectfully.

"Director Zhang, we've been instructed to obtain Qin Dabao's confession and make him reveal his connections in Macau and Hong Kong. They didn't say he had to die. How are you going to explain this to your superiors?"

A cold glint flashed in Zhang Wenyuan's eyes behind his glasses, and he snorted.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

His attendant hesitated for a moment. He knew that Zhang Wenyuan was a stubborn and self-willed man who hated people having different opinions. However, Zhang Wenyuan had a powerful background, and he was no match for him. But out of duty, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go ahead.

"Director Zhang, don't forget, we're here to complete our mission. Even if we execute Qin Dabao ten or eight times, it won't solve the problem. The higher-ups said that eliminating a person is easy, but taking everything he controls is our goal."

Zhang Wenyuan paced back and forth a couple of times before waving his hand.

The police put away their pistols and took Da Bao to a room in the base. Da Bao sat in a chair, his expression unchanged, still calm and collected.

A short while later, Zhang Wenyuan and his attendant entered. The attendant waved for the police to leave, leaving only the three of them in the room.

Zhang Wenyuan sat in the chair behind the table, his face still stern as he stared at Dabao. Dabao, however, didn't look at him. The room was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Zhang Wenyuan took out a box of special-supply cigarettes and flicked out one of them, "Wen Da Bao."

"Smoking?"

Da Bao slowly took out a pack of special-supply cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and then took out a box of matches to light it.

"I have it myself."

Zhang Wenyuan's face grew even more grim. When he had pinned Da Bao down, he had thoroughly searched Da Bao's body, finding no cigarettes, not even cigarette dregs. Where did the cigarette in Da Bao's hand come from? This further confirmed that there was a traitor at this air force base.

The attendant cursed angrily.

"That bastard Liu Dagui, how did he find this place?"

Liu Dagui was a mid-level leader in the Air Force, yet he was verbally abused by a mere follower. This gives you an idea of ​​how powerful their backers and backgrounds must be.

Da Bao leisurely smoked a cigarette. Zhang Wenyuan and his entourage carefully observed him. After a full three minutes, they were shocked to find that Da Bao showed no signs of collapse, whether in terms of his mental state or his clothing, especially his mental state.

If he doesn't have a mental breakdown, then the meaning of detaining him for half a month will be lost, and what is the point of the pressure that Zhang Wenyuan and the others have endured during those two weeks?

Zhang Wenyuan and his attendant exchanged glances, and the attendant smiled and said to Da Bao.

"Director Qin, I'm Pan Qingming from the Discipline Inspection Commission, and I'm in charge of your case. How are you feeling? You've been handcuffed for fifteen days, your hands must be sore from the strain, right? Should I let them in and take the handcuffs off?"

Da Bao, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, spoke slowly and deliberately.

"No need, I can untie it myself."

After saying that, he gently pulled his hands apart, and the clasp broke in the middle. This startled Zhang Wenyuan and Pan Qingming. They immediately remembered that the information said Qin Dabao was a kung fu master and also had superpowers.

Whether he has superpowers or not, let's not talk about that. But this skill alone is something I saw with my own eyes. The handcuffs were made of copper and were incredibly hard, but in Da Bao's hands, they were like paper, and he split them in two.

Pan Qingming's expression changed drastically. He wanted to call in some police officers, but Zhang Wenyuan sighed and stopped him.

Da Bao gave Zhang Wenyuan a deep look. Zhang Wenyuan had always given the impression of being arrogant and domineering, but after carefully observing his every move just now, Da Bao was surprised to find that all of this was just a disguise he put on for others. This person... was extremely cunning.

Zhang Wenyuan flicked off the ash from his cigarette and said calmly.

"Qin Dabao, we are here on behalf of the Discipline Inspection Commission to speak with you formally. We hope you will adopt a correct attitude and not conceal anything, otherwise it will be disloyal to the country and the organization."

Whenever he mentioned the country, Da Bao would put down his crossed legs and sit up straight. He was born in this country and respected everything about it from the bottom of his heart.

“You dug up grain that the Japanese had hidden in the small village. What right do you have to distribute it to the villagers? As a cadre of the organization, you should report it to the relevant local organization and let them distribute it. What you did was clearly an attempt to win people’s hearts.”

Da Bao sneered, his eyes like two sharp daggers piercing straight at Zhang Wenyuan.

“Yes, you’re right. I’m an official appointed by the organization, and I have no right to distribute the harvested grain to the villagers. But how can I take away this life-saving grain from these seven or eight hundred people who are pale and thin and can barely stand?”


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