An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Beiping Police Department, First Precinct.

The suspect was brought back, but his broken English left the police helpless.

We tried several experienced doctors, but it was all in vain.

No matter how kind words were spoken or how threatening and intimidating tactics were used, this guy remained unmoved.

You say your piece, I say mine; we're talking at cross purposes.

It wasn't until Jiang Baowu, who had been avoiding eye contact, finally came out to recognize the person.

Jiang Baobin breathed a sigh of relief—these people were still hesitant to act rashly.

He's not afraid unless Wang Wenshan is caught red-handed.

As for Zhao Zhibang trying to control her for Da Ya'er's sake, that's a minor issue; someone can handle it in no time.

Jiang Baowu nodded respectfully to a short, stout man who followed him in—"That's right, it's my brother."

Zhao Zhibang then revealed a friendly smile: "It really is Baobin."

"Seeing is believing; you truly possess an extraordinary bearing and are a man of exceptional talent!"

"Since we're family, we can talk about anything..."

Jiang Baobin could no longer hold back, because it was just too disgusting. Zhao Zhibang was disgusting, but this Jiang Baowu was even more disgusting!

So the insult just popped out: "Who the hell is related to you?"

"Seeing you two scumbags! Even maggots look cute now!"

However, he had been used to speaking English all day, and what came out now was still English.

Although Zhao Zhibang couldn't understand what Jiang Baobin was saying.

But given the other party's harsh tone and manner, how could he, a seasoned veteran, not realize that they were cursing him?

This guy is like a chameleon; his face instantly turned dark.

"Jiang Baobin, you better behave! Do I need to tell you where this is?"

"You've done something wrong! Someone has filed a formal complaint against you for defying the government!"

"If you know what's good for you, I might help you out of kinship; otherwise, you'll be in big trouble!"

To say that you're not afraid at all is pure nonsense.

Recently, under the coercion and enticement of the system, Jiang Baobin has done a lot of "bad things".

If this gets dug up, he's really going to be dead!

However, even when the donkey falls, the frame remains intact, especially with Zhao Zhibang's eyes fixed on him like a hawk, launching a psychological attack.

Then you absolutely cannot show weakness: "@#￥%&*……"

Jiang Baobin chose to go all in.

Zhao Zhibang frowned, as a seasoned policeman.

No matter who it is, he can tell how easy or difficult to deal with someone just by looking at them.

Clearly, Jiang Baobin is like a rock in a latrine—stinky and stubborn!

Most people, let alone confronting you face-to-face, would be terrified just by being led into the gates of a police station.

Jiang Baobin, however, was completely different; he actually came up with the idea of ​​using a foreign language to deal with him.

The fact that he dares to pull off such tricks in this situation only shows that he has a lot of reliance on and is not afraid at all.

In fact, Zhao Zhibang believes that whether or not one has done bad things is not important at all.

Once you step through that door, he has a hundred ways to cause trouble for you.

But what he fears most is someone like Jiang Baobin who is fearless and has nothing to lose.

They often bring unexpected trouble, or even big trouble!

But having already made the move, Zhao Zhibang wouldn't easily admit defeat.

He demanded, "Then explain yourself clearly: what date did you arrive in Shanghai? And what date did you return to Beijing?"

Jiang Baobin's heart skipped a beat: Why was he asking this? Had the flyer distribution operation been exposed?

Jiang Baobin immediately forced himself to calm down—

If Zhao Zhibang had solid evidence, would he still go through all this trouble with me?

This is the KMT's police station, not a place to reason with people.

Just then, a middle-aged policeman walked in.

After greeting Zhao Zhibang, I translated what Jiang Baobin had said to him.

Let's make sure this guy doesn't try to delay any longer.

Jiang Baobin also took advantage of this distraction to completely calm down.

He then answered fluently.

The time is real time, and as for getting me to admit anything else, forget it!

Zhao Zhibang finally unleashed his trump card: "Then explain it to me."

"Why are there people handing out flyers as soon as you arrive in Shanghai?"

"Now that you're back in Beiping, people are handing out flyers again, aren't they?"

"How would I know? Isn't that something you police should be investigating?"

"I'm investigating you right now, and you're that person! Do you know that? Sabotaging the reform of the Gold Yuan is a capital offense!"

Jiang Baobin asked three crucial questions: "Why would I do that? What benefit would it bring me? What evidence do you have?"

Zhao Zhibang ignored him completely and started asking again from the beginning: "When did you arrive in Shanghai...?"

This is the art of persuasion: asking questions repeatedly until you make a mistake.

Seeing Jiang Baobin gradually fall into a disadvantageous position, Zhao Zhibang was pleased.

If we can bring him down, won't Jiang Daya obediently submit?

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhibang couldn't resist the urge and intensified his pressure:

"You don't need to make excuses. Since we've brought you here, we naturally have evidence."

"A gentleman has already reported you; you're the saboteur!"

Damn! A thought flashed through Jiang Baobin's mind: A famous gentleman reported me? What famous gentleman do I know in Beiping?

Then I understood. Who else could it be but that old geezer Weinberger?

If he were a professional spy, he might just deliver a fatal blow to himself.

But Weinberg is just a businessman, so what leverage could he possibly have against him?

In light of this, it seems that my move to bring in the "Rong family" was incredibly wise.

They hit him where it hurt, and that's when they personally stepped in, abandoning all pretense of decency and directly framing him!

The fact that Zhao Zhibang inadvertently revealed the truth only shows that they had no real evidence at all.

Jiang Baobin is even less scary.

Previously, he was able to quickly regain his composure after panicking.

A large part of this is thanks to his past life, in which he possessed a soul forged through countless trials.

When he was doing live streams, he had a lot of fans.

But many people also enter the live stream just to criticize him.

These people are unhappy with their lives for various reasons, so they take it out on others, making them veritable "negative energy generators".

They find fault with and hurl insults at whoever is doing well.

Those who dress up as ugly, like "Sha Bin," are the targets of their venting, and the level of their language is simply unbearable.

They not only insulted "Sha Bin," but also other fans.

Banning him didn't work; he just created a new account and continued his rants and ravings (have you ever seen someone who even flamed others during yesterday's livestream?)...

Those with poor mental fortitude simply cannot withstand it!

However, once you get through it and can face it with ease, then your "mental maturity" has at least reached the level of a second-rate expert.

Jiang Baobin didn't want to waste any more words, knowing that saying more would only make things worse: "I'll reiterate!"

"I am the secretary to the manager of American Smith Trading Company stationed in China, and my authorized negotiating representative!"

"Your unwarranted restrictions on my freedom and sabotage of negotiations are extremely wrong and will come at a severe price!"

"From now on, I will not answer any questions unless my lawyer is present..."