Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"Yan Jiecheng? The one who made the false accusation?" the police officer on duty asked Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui nodded awkwardly.

"You can't see him. The higher-ups have told him to reflect on his actions. He will be in there for fifteen days. You can just come to the station to pick him up after fifteen days." The police rejected Yan Bugui's request.

The old couple Yan Bugui begged for a while, but the police showed no sign of giving in. They had no choice but to leave and return to Courtyard 95. Yan Bugui then went to ask Yi Zhonghai for help, because Yi Zhonghai knew the director of the police station, Zhang Weihua.

"Old Yi, you are the boss of the hospital. You have to ignore the problems you solve." Yan Bugui first stood up Yi Zhonghai. It was useless to promise to deal with someone like Yi Zhonghai.

"Old Yan, my uncle has been removed from office. You have to tell me what Jie Cheng has done wrong. How can you ask Director Zhang for help?" Yi Zhonghai said. He also heard that Yan Jie Cheng was arrested, but he didn't know why.

"Xie Cheng had some misunderstandings about Da Biao in the backyard, so he reported it to his higher-ups. They accused him of making a false accusation and detained him for 15 days. He is only 20 years old. Will he be able to find a job after he is released? How will he get married?" said Yan Bugui.

"The one reporting Zhang Dabao in the backyard? Old Yan, my legs still hurt so much that I can't even control myself. I can't go to the police station. You might as well go find Chief Zhang yourself. You know him too." When Yi Zhonghai heard that it was about Zhang Dabao, he immediately refused.

"Lao Yi, I can push you there on the cart." Yan Bugui became a little anxious when he heard that.

"My body really can't take it. Old Yan, don't always spoil the child. If he makes a mistake, it's good to receive appropriate punishment," said Yi Zhonghai.

"Old Yi, this is my son" Yan Bugui was really anxious.

Yi Zhonghai closed his eyes and lay down. Liu Cuiping drove Yan Bugui out of the house.

"Is Lao Yi willing to help?" Yang Ruihua asked when Yan Bugui returned home.

"He said that his body couldn't take it, but he still acts like the boss in the hospital. What kind of person is that?" Yan Bugui cursed.

"What should we do if the solution is yes?" Yang Ruihua asked.

"Do I know what to do?" Yan Bugui said loudly.

Chapter 132 Zhang Dabiao in Action

Yan Bugui and Yang Ruihua both sighed, and Yan Bugui suddenly thought of an idea, so he waited for Liu Haizhong to come back from get off work to discuss it.

Zhang Dabao really couldn't stay at home and complained to Yide, saying that this was not his style, nor was it the principle that a monk should follow.

Zhang Dabao rode his motorcycle, found a sheep from the space, bought two packs of cigarettes and a box of Erguotou, and came to the Hongxing Police Station.

"Da Biao, what does this mean?" Zhang Weihua saw a whole sheep in Zhang Da Biao's car bed, as well as wine and cigarettes.

"Uncle Zhang, I miss you now. I went to the countryside to purchase supplies on Sunday and shot a sheep. I wanted to raise it until New Year to eat it, but it suddenly died this morning. I thought you worked so hard, and the sheep died so timely, wouldn't it be a waste if I didn't eat it? I've brought it to you now," said Zhang Dashi.

"Da Biao, what does our hard work have to do with you, a clerk in the supply and marketing department of a factory? Speak nicely," Zhang Weihua said seriously.

"Uncle Zhang, I really don't want to ask you to do anything. It seems that you are really Bao Gong in the world. I originally wanted to express my condolences, but I didn't expect that you didn't want it. I wanted to shine the bright moon, but the bright moon only shines on the ditch. Uncle Zhang, I'm leaving." Zhang Dabao pulled the car box and wanted to leave.

"Stop, the stuff has already arrived at our police station and you still want to take it away? What are you thinking? Brothers, accept Dabiao's kindness," Zhang Weihua said to the two police officers beside him.

The two policemen had been staring at the sheep in the car, wishing they could eat it alive. When they heard the director said no, they almost stepped on the ground in a hurry. Now when they heard the director say to keep it, they rushed up, one took the sheep and the other took cigarettes and alcohol, and then ran to the kitchen.

"Kill the sheep!" a policeman shouted towards the kitchen, and seven or eight policemen came out of the office to help.

Zhang Weihua accepted the things and went to his office with Zhang Dabao.

"Tell me, why?" Zhang Weihua asked Zhang Dabao directly.

"Uncle Zhang, I offended a villain and he reported me, but the district investigated and found it was a false accusation. I heard that you have been caught," Zhang Dabao said, looking at Zhang Weihua.

"Da Biao, you can't see Yan Jiecheng. This is the rule. You have to understand me. This is a state agency after all." Zhang Weihua's meaning was very clear. You cannot go in to retaliate.

"Uncle Zhang, I have no intention of going in. I think my brothers have enough to eat, so we need to practice our skills. We cannot lower our requirements for our professional level just because it is a peaceful time. Can a morally corrupt person be reformed in half a month?" Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

"Yan Jiecheng is such a scum, and he also has martial arts skills, you really are kidding me; it would be better to let him stay in there for a few more days, so that he won't report others everywhere." Zhang Weihua understood what Zhang Dabao meant, and asked the police officers in the station to take care of Yan Jiecheng. It was not a big deal, so Zhang Weihua agreed.

The two chatted for a few minutes and then Zhang Dabao said goodbye and left.

Zhang Weihua called in the young man who had just taken the sheep, Cao Lianbiao.

"Lian Biao, what do you think Da Biao means by coming here?" Zhang Weihua asked.

"There must be something wrong. The investment is so huge. This sheep weighs more than 50 kilograms. There is also wine and cigarettes," said Cao Lianbiao.

"There is really something. Yan Jiecheng who just came in this morning is his enemy. He wants the brothers to take proper care of him. You go and do it. Yan Jiecheng is not in good health, so just show some respect to him," said Zhang Weihua.

"Don't worry, I'm full, I just need to move around a bit," Cao Lianbiao thought. He didn't think it was a big deal. It was just a small matter, but two cigarettes were too much. So he decided to give Yan Jiecheng some extra money.

In the afternoon, Yan Jiecheng started crying. Two police officers came and took him to the interrogation room. They tied him to a rack and started beating him with a whip. While beating him, they kept asking, "Will you tell me? Will you tell me?"

Yan Jiecheng started crying after being hit a few times. What should I say? I don't know, but the pain in his body was unbearable. The fear and pain made him cry non-stop and he couldn't speak.

After finally finishing beating one person, they took over as the next person, still whipping him with a small whip, and asking him while beating, "Will you tell me? Will you tell me?" The beating lasted for more than an hour.

After being beaten, Yan Jiecheng was sent back to the detention room. When the prisoners inside saw how severely he had been tortured, some of them felt sorry for him and even gave him some food.

"Brother, why are you being beaten?" a middle-aged man asked Yan Jiecheng.

"I..." Yan Jiecheng was confused. Why was I beaten? What did they want to know? The key point was that I didn't know.

The middle-aged man thought that Yan Jiecheng was not in a position to speak, so he silently gave him a thumbs up, thinking to himself, brother, you are really a man.

Liu Haizhong came back from get off work and was stopped by Yan Bugui at the gate of the courtyard. The two discussed for a while at Yan's house and then went to Yi Zhonghai's house.

"Old Yi, Jie Cheng made a mistake, but Da Biao didn't suffer any losses. Let's hold a meeting of the entire hospital. I will apologize to Da Biao in public. When Jie Cheng comes back, I will let him go back to his hometown. What do you think?" Yan Bugui asked Yi Zhonghai.

"Old Yan, what you said is of no use to Zhang Dabao. It's better for you to go to the meeting by yourself. You know how vicious his words are." Yi Zhonghai thought for a while and rejected Yan Bugui's proposal.

"You can't go. Lao Liu and I will go together. We can't let a young man make the decisions in the yard, right? Lao Yi, can you help me think about what to say when we go to the backyard?" Yan Bugui made a new request.

Now Yi Zhonghai couldn't refuse, "What you just said is very good, add two more sentences..."

After dinner, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui came to Zhang Dabao's house.

"Da Biao, have you eaten?" Yan Bugui asked.

"Teacher Yan, Master Liu, please take a seat. Dongxu, go and make two cups of tea." Zhang Dabao wanted to hear what the two had to say.

"Da Biao, I only found out about Jie Cheng's situation after he went to jail. I apologize to you on his behalf," said Yan Bugui.

"Teacher Yan, we are all neighbors. There's no need to apologize. I don't take it to heart," Zhang Dabia said with a smile.

"I knew you had a good heart, Dabiao. Jie Cheng is only 20 years old this year. He has no job to begin with, and his reputation has been ruined by Zhao Chunyan. If he stays in there for 15 days, how will he find a job when he gets out? How will he find a wife?" Yan Bugui said.

"That makes sense, but why are you telling me this? Shouldn't you go to the district and ask?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Who do we know in the district? Dabiao, you didn't suffer any losses, right? Can you let him go? Go and talk to the police station and ask them to release him?" Yan Bugui said.

Chapter 133: Mission Execution

"He falsely accused me? I have to go to the police station to plead for him? Is that what you mean?" The smile on Zhang Dabao's face disappeared.

"Zhang Dabao, putting aside the facts, are you not at fault? You eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks every day, have you ever considered other people's feelings? It is easy to understand that Yan Jiecheng reported you. You have no losses, and if you don't help, it will easily ruin a young man, he is only twenty years old," Liu Haizhong spoke.

Zhang Dabao was so angry that he laughed, "Liu Haizhong, it seems that you have made progress. You have put aside the facts. How can I still talk about you?" Zhang Dabao slapped Liu Haizhong in the face, kicked Yan Bugui out, and then followed him and slapped him four or five times.

At this time, Jia Dongxu came back with tea. Wasn't he supposed to make tea to entertain him? Why did he use a slap to entertain him?

"Seventh Uncle, the tea is here," Jia Dongxu said.

Zhang Dabao took the tea, splashed it on Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui's faces, and then returned to his room.

"Let's put aside the facts" Isn't this Yi Zhonghai's classic saying? It seems that there is also Yi Zhonghai's business in this. Among the three managers, Liu Haizhong is a fool, Yan Bugui is the most insidious, and Yi Zhonghai is the most cunning.

I originally wanted to wait until Yi Zhonghai's leg healed before breaking your leg, but it seems that this is not possible. I have to think of a way. Let's wait until I come back from my business trip. Tomorrow is Friday, and my cousin said that there is a mission this weekend. It seems that the mission is coming soon.

The task really came. On Friday morning, the factory sent someone to Yard 95 to inform Zhang Dabao to go to the factory for a meeting and to bring his luggage.

Zhang Dabao brought his luggage to the factory and first gave some instructions to Huang Xinsheng, telling him that he would be on a business trip for about ten days and asked him to look after the family. Huang Xinsheng also wanted to go on the mission with him, but Zhang Dabao refused because arranging personnel was the factory's business and he had no say in it. Also, He Yuzhu and Jia Dongxu at home were not very reliable, so Huang Xinsheng would be better off at home.

When they arrived at the conference room, Yang Weihua, Li Huaide, and chief engineer Wang Chengdu attended the meeting. People from the army also attended. Zhang Dabao, who was also a participant, also knew Niu Kewu from the security department.

"This time we are sending a truckload of special steel to Erenhot, where we have a key laboratory. The time is tight, the task is heavy, the distance is long, and there are also people who are sabotaging it," said Yang Weihua.

Erbianhaote happened to pass by Zhangjiakou. Zhang Dabiao thought of the drawings in the space. Isn't the husband of the deaf old lady in Zhangjiakou? This is a coincidence, but I don't know if I have time.

"We plan to send two vehicles there. One vehicle is to attract the enemy's attention, and the other vehicle is carrying goods. The vehicle pretending to carry goods must take a fixed route, which is somewhat dangerous, but there are comrades in the army to protect you. On the vehicle that really carries the goods, there are only two of you. Think about it. Under normal circumstances, there will be no problem, but if the enemy finds out, the danger will be very high because there are only two of you," Yang Weihua continued to introduce the mission.

After hearing this, Zhang Dabao understood that he could not only drive, but also repair cars. Besides the factory leaders, the only people attending the meeting were himself and Niu Kewu. The factory director said these words to let him express his attitude.

"Director, I can drive and repair cars. The car in the factory warehouse was repaired by me. I am capable of doing this job. I have just been discharged from the army and my military skills are still there. I am also good at shooting and I can guarantee that I can complete the task on time," said Zhang Dabao.

"Good," Yang Weihua expressed his appreciation to Zhang Dabao.

"Director, I'm a transferred car soldier. I can drive, I have good military skills, and I can complete the task," Niu Kewu also spoke.

"Well said. From now on, you two should not go home. Load the truck and set off in the evening. The first truck will leave during the day, so you will leave three hours later." Yang Weihua finished arranging the tasks.

Comrades in the army asked the two to sign a confidentiality agreement and arranged for them to stay in the factory guesthouse.

"Da Biao, take a nap. You can't work late at night and not get enough rest," said Niu Kewu.

"Okay, Brother Niu," Zhang Dabao certainly knew this, so he lay down too.

Yan Jiecheng was taken out again today and tied up again in the interrogation room. This time, two people were assigned to beat him. They used the familiar whip and said the familiar words, "Will you tell me or not? Will you tell me or not? I tell you not to tell me."

"Wait, what did you say? Why don't you ask? If you don't ask, how can I know what to say?" Yan Jiecheng had experience, so after being hit a few times, he shouted loudly.

"Didn't the person who beat you yesterday ask any questions?" a young policeman asked Yan Jiecheng.

"What did you ask? Nothing," Yan Jiecheng quickly explained.

"Okay, after we're done beating them, we'll go ask them." Then the police shouted again and raised a small whip to beat Yan Jiecheng.

Yesterday Yan Jiecheng cried out of pain, but today he cried out of grievance. What kind of people are these? They don't ask anything, just ask if you want to tell them or not? If you don't tell them, they will whip you. What should I say?

After being beaten, Yan Jiecheng was released. "Brother, what's the matter? Why do I beat you like this every day?" The middle-aged man came over again.

"I don't know either? They beat me without even asking. It's so infuriating." Yan Jieben's tears, which had been controlled, fell again.

"If you can't do it, just tell me and I won't beat you after that," the middle-aged man said to Yan Jiecheng.

"What did I say?" Yan Jiecheng said angrily.

"*** is a real man. He didn't say anything even after being beaten like this." The middle-aged man gave Yan Jiecheng a thumbs up.

The warehouse of the Red Star Steel Mill was quiet at night. The car had been loaded with goods, and the fuel, Type 56 semi-automatic rifles, bullets, grenades, food and water were all ready. Zhang Dabao and Niu Kewu checked it. Niu Kewu said they should start the car first and leave the steel mill. Yang Weihua, Li Huaide and Wang Cheng saw the two off.

"Brother Niu, there should be no problem in the capital, but it's hard to say once you leave Zhangjiakou. I looked at the map, it's about 700 kilometers, and it will take our car about two days to get there. It's important to refuel, as we don't have enough," said Zhang Dabao.

"The factory provided three supply points," said Niu Kewu.