Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

Niu Zi, the thug who was shot down by Sun Hongbing with three shots, was pronounced dead on the spot by the forensic doctor who rushed to the scene. The autopsy report appeared on the desk of Wang Yan, the director of the Public Security Bureau, that same evening.

Based on clues from concerned citizens, the county police discovered four hiding places for the criminals in a rented house three kilometers away from the school, and found some detonators and other controlled items that had not been taken away.

At the same time, many papers were also taken back to the county public security bureau. They clearly showed how to carry out the kidnapping plan and the escape route.

The conference room was filled with smoke. It was already past 11 p.m. The entire Public Security Bureau, except for the officers who were still conducting checks around Linshan, was in this conference room listening to Director Wang Yan's analysis.

"It's obvious that this was a premeditated armed kidnapping, and the target was Chen Rongfei, the son of Chen Zaiguang, the major shareholder of Guangdong Company!"

"The origin and name of the criminal who was killed are still unknown. Three ID cards were found in the abandoned bag, identifying the perpetrators as Niu Liguang, Niu Shijie, and Niu Tianyang!"

"First of all, we can confirm that the perpetrator's surname is Niu, but his place of origin, according to the three ID cards, is Zhangcheng in Fujian Province, Luocheng in Henan Province, and Nancheng in Jiangxi Province," Wang Yan said, then looked at his colleagues in the household registration department. "Your household registration department should contact the comrades in those three places as soon as possible to confirm the perpetrator's place of origin."

"Yes, Director Wang!"

"The criminals were using a Type 56 assault rifle with the serial number scraped off. The technical department, quickly check the bullet serial numbers to see where it came from on the black market. We need to find out the buyer's information from the black market dealers and take down the criminal operation in one fell swoop!"

"clear!"

"The remaining comrades, immediately conduct another round of interviews in the vicinity of the rental house where the criminals are hiding, and find out who these four criminals have been in contact with in the past few days."

"Understood, Director Wang!"

After giving his instructions, Wang Yan took a deep drag on his cigarette. "Comrades, this major shooting incident on February 2.15th is the most heinous gun-related organized crime case that has occurred in Nanshan County, Tuocheng since the founding of the People's Republic of China. The Municipal Party Committee attaches great importance to it!"

"These next few days, you'll need to overcome some difficulties to uncover whether there are any accomplices or instigators behind these criminals. You must bring the three remaining fugitives to justice!"

"Meeting adjourned!"

The police officers left the meeting room in twos and threes, leaving only Wang Yan and Instructor Gao Feng sitting there smoking. Gao Feng sighed, "Old Wang, what did the county committee say about this incident?"

"Catch them, get demoted; fail to catch them, resign and get out!"

Wang Yan forcefully shoved the cigarette butt into the ashtray in front of him, the cigarette butts overflowing. Wang Yan's actions were somewhat rough, making ash all over the table.

Gao Feng could tell that Wang Yan was very anxious, so he patted Wang Yan on the shoulder, stood up and said, "Go to the lounge and take a nap. I'll let you know if anything happens!"

"How can I possibly sleep at a time like this?" Wang Yan rubbed his temples and leaned back in his chair, looking worried.

At the noodle stall at the entrance of Shangzhai Village, the stall owner watched as two policemen on a motorcycle got off, carrying some documents, and pasted them onto a utility pole with glue. Curious, he went over to see what the policemen were sticking on.

The vendor noticed a person's portrait printed on it and felt it looked familiar, but couldn't quite place where he had seen it before.

The stall owner asked the two police officers who were putting up posters, "Comrades, what are you doing?"

"A major shooting occurred in the county town yesterday. This is one of the perpetrators who was killed," a police officer said, pointing to Niu Zi's portrait on the document. "Any clues related to the perpetrators can be reported to the county public security bureau. There will be a reward after verification!"

"How much is the reward?"

"It depends on the evidence you provide. If it's a crucial lead, the county public security bureau can offer a reward of up to 1,000 yuan!"

"Wow! One thousand yuan!"

After posting the notice at the entrance of Shangzhai Village, the two policemen rode their motorcycles to Xiazhai Village. Wei Xucheng had eaten and drunk at a state-run restaurant with four new "friends" yesterday, and now he was thinking of going to his rented room in the county town to find Bai Shuibao and the other three and continue to mooch off them.

Wei Xucheng hummed an unknown tune, smoking the agarwood cigarettes that Baishuibao had given him yesterday. As soon as he stepped out of the entrance to Xiazhai Village, he saw a group of people gathered around the utility pole at the village entrance, chattering about something.

Curious, Wei Xucheng squeezed in and saw a wanted poster on the utility pole. Looking at the black and white portrait, he realized it was Niu Zi, the man who had taken him back to the village yesterday.

Wei Xucheng was startled. After carefully reading the text on the notice, he couldn't help but gasp. The agarwood cigarette in his hand no longer smelled fragrant.

Mom!

He thought he had met a fool who could keep using the "brother" title to freeload off his relatives. Little did he know that these four guys were actually ruthless killers.

Then I thought, what if I ate and drank with these four guys at a state-run restaurant? Would people mistake me for an accomplice?

Bai Shuibao and the other two are still on the run. Now that he knows what they look like, will the three of them come to kill him to silence him?

The more Wei Xucheng thought about it, the more frightened he became. He felt a little strange seeing the people around him glancing at him from time to time. Wei Xucheng was so frightened that he hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and walked back to the village without looking back.

Halfway there, Wei Xucheng took out the agarwood cigarettes that Bai Shui had given him from his pocket, thinking of throwing them away to destroy the "evidence," but he was a little reluctant. So he emptied out the remaining seven cigarettes from the pack, crushed the pack, and casually threw it on the ridge by the roadside, then walked away without looking back.

Song Erdan, a fellow villager, saw Wei Xucheng throw away the cigarette box. His eyes lit up, and as soon as Wei Xucheng walked away, he immediately ran over, jumped over the ditch, and picked up the cigarette box that Wei Xucheng had thrown away.

Song Erdan unfolded the cigarette pack that Wei Xucheng had crushed. "What kind of cigarettes are these? I've never seen them before. They're from the Xiamen Cigarette Factory in Fujian Province!"

"Holy crap! I'm rich! I got caught! Haha..."

Song Erdan chuckled twice, and when he saw someone looking at him with suspicion, he immediately stopped talking, hid the cigarette case in his hand in his pocket, and pretended that nothing had happened. He then walked onto the village road and quickly ran towards the bus stop.

"Hey Wei Xucheng, what happened yesterday? You got so drunk, and someone even rode a bicycle to bring you back from the county. So you've been hanging out with some bad guys!"

"You little brat, just wait till I report you to the county police station! Hehe! I, Song Erdan, am definitely getting that thousand yuan!"

The more Song Erdan thought about it, the more excited he became. When he saw the bus arrive, he laughed even more heartily.

He had already figured out how he would spend the thousand dollars.