?   Wang Dabiao is a native of the capital. When the economic market arrived, people of his kind either opened a hotel, ran to transportation, or opened a hair salon. Only Wang Dabiao lost himself in the bright lights and wine. When the eldest brother was old, he didn't even have a partner. Seeing that others were rich, he was jealous and thick-necked, he finally brought up a few gangsters. Relying on his advantage of being a Beijinger, he played a life of living by protecting his life.

But even he didn't expect that his circle would grow bigger and bigger, and within a few years he became the boss of dozens of people, which made him happy. Now, those who became rich first, who would be three points lower whenever they saw him, would dare to shout at him.

In the past two days, Yang Yuhai, the boss who had some contact with Wang Dabiao, gave him a task and threatened several merchants on the street to agree to development. This was a piece of cake for Wang Dabiao. Among these merchants, there was a man named Lao Ma who was a thorn. In order to make him feel afraid, Wang Dabiao brought a gun that his younger brother got from a special channel. Lao Ma was indeed soft and agreed to withdraw from the development project. This made Wang Dabiao feel very accomplished. He took his younger brothers back to the small hall where everyone gathered on weekdays, and shouted and threw down a few tickets to celebrate.

Wang Dabiao never expected that just when he was drinking, seven or eight big men directly pointed the black gun at him. His brothers wanted to resist, but they were all knocked down.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Dabiao's eyes were covered and thrown into the car. After some bumps, when Wang Dabiao saw the scene of this world again, he felt that his crotch was wet.

Three cold-faced soldiers fiddled with a pistol opposite him, lowering their heads and talking about something. Wang Dabiao asked tremblingly: "Who are you?"

This question was so naive that the three soldiers did not answer his question. One of them threw the gun on the table and asked coldly: "Where did you get this gun?"

The voice was full of murderous aura. Wang Dabiao thought he was very brave, but he could feel that this soldier was not so easy to get along with, so he quickly said, "It was given to me by a little brother... a friend."

"This is a numbered pistol in the army, let's be honest."

"The chief... it was really given to me by my friend."

"What's your friend's name?"

"His name is Li Xiaowu, and he is among the group of people who are drinking with me."

The question and answer were very fast. Wang Dabiao didn't even have time to react, so he revealed the matter. The three soldiers talked in a low voice again. One of them snorted coldly, walked to the corner next to him and brought a bag over, poured it onto the table, and there was a sensation. Seven or eight pistols and golden bullets bounced on the table.

"What about these, are they given to you by that Li Xiaowu?"

Wang Dabiao was completely confused. It was true that he had a gun in his hand, but he didn't even have bullets, so he could only survive the empty gun. He had never seen this bag of guns and bullets.

The three soldiers sneered, looking at Wang Dabiao who was tied up, as if he was looking at a dead pig. Wang Dabiao felt a chill all over and shouted in a hurry: "It's unfair, I don't know where these things come from. They are really not mine, not mine."

At this time, a young man in Zhongshan suit walked in and greeted the three soldiers. The soldiers saluted and all walked out.

Qin Mu lit a cigarette and quietly looked at Wang Dabiao's fat face, which was twisted due to fear. He vomited a cigarette ring and didn't say anything, but just tapped his fingers on the table. Every time he hit him, Wang Dabiao felt something hit his heart, and his fear became more and more intense.

"Click!"

"Click!"

Wang Dabiao had an illusion, as if the sound of a knock, and every sound was like the sound of a bullet loading. The young man could pick up the gun on the table and send the bullet into his head at any time.

"Wang Dabiao, right?" Qin Mu saw that Wang Dabiao was about to sneak out to the ground, so he said slowly: "Can you explain the origin of these guns? I hope to hear a satisfactory answer."

Wang Dabiao's tears were really flowing out. He really didn't know where these guns came from, so how did he answer. Obviously, the person on the other side was not satisfied with his answer just now. Wang Dabiao was not stupid, otherwise he would not have pulled up a group of so many people. He said while crying: "Brother, give me a reminder."

Qin Mu immediately laughed, stood up and walked to Wang Dabiao, stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, then lit the lighter and slowly placed it on the cigarette, with a little bit of bewitching in his voice: "Who are you helping with recently?"

Wang Dabiao's face turned blue, and smoke slid out of his mouth with a slight slash and fell to the ground. He understood, and he finally understood. Wang Dabiao completely hit the hole of the gun, which was a complete conspiracy.

Qin Mu laughed, bent down and picked up the cigarette, and shook it at Wang Dabiao. Wang Dabiao's lips trembled, looked at Qin Mu, then looked at the guns on the table, and nodded fiercely.

After helping Wang Dabiao light the cigarette, Qin Mu returned to the chair and sat down, placed his hands on the table, leaned forward, and said in a stern tone: "I need you to get the story of the matter out of it, without any concealment or any loopholes."

The smoke entered the lungs from the mouth, and Wang Dabiao felt that his chest was about to explode. Qin Mu's meaning was very obvious, which was to let Wang Dabiao make up a set of reasonable rhetoric, as long as it could pull things on Yang Yuhai. Wang Dabiao was not stupid, and he should understand who Qin Mu was going to do from the prompts.

Sure enough, after Wang Dabiao smoked this cigarette, he asked Qin Mu for a story. While smoking, he told the story of how Yang Yuhai gave him a gun and how he threatened the merchants to move.

Qin Mu narrowed his eyes and listened to Wang Dabiao finishing his words expressionlessly, and said with a nod, "Very good, I hope you remember what you said, don't forget."

Wang Dabiao nodded closer. Qin Mu took out the cigarette from his arms and put it in Wang Dabiao's pocket. He smiled and said, "You are just an accomplice. You can't be sentenced to a few years. You can get leniency with the identity of the whistleblower. However, we have understood some of your things in the past few years. Think about it. If you take out one, you may have to squat for some time. Do you understand?"

Wang Dabiao kept nodding. Others might not know what he did, but he knew it. Qin Mu nodded with satisfaction and stood up and left the interrogation room.

There are stars in the sky, and the air in the suburbs of Beijing is better than that in the capital. You can see many stars. Qin Mu took a long breath and said to Han Xueling beside him: "Is this a little despicable?

Han Xueling burst out laughing and said, "Come on, you, I remember when I was in Miao Town, Xiping County, your reputation was not very good."

Qin Huai, a native of Qin Yin, Qin Mu laughed and said, "You are the only one who can say that."

Han Xueling was silent for a while before she said leisurely: "No matter what you do, I support you. There are no good people or bad people in this world. As long as you feel that you are worthy of the country and the people, it's fine. The process between the two can be omitted."

Qin Mu said oh, touched his chin and looked at Han Xueling up and down. Seeing Han Xueling, Qin Mu shook his head and said, "I can't tell, you are quite clear."

Han Xueling punched Qin Mu on the shoulder and said, "Come on, you are more sinister than me."

Qin Mu put his hands on her shoulders and said with a serious expression: "After this incident, I'm afraid that our couple will be named in the capital. Is it a death to kill the two evil spirits or a death to the heroes?"

Han Xueling spat, ran away with a giggle, and went to find the guard squad leader to teach the opportunity in person.

Qin Mu looked at her back, smiled and shook his head, took out the phone, and called Director Yan of the Public Security Bureau. That day at the police station, Qin Mu saw Director Yan's perfunctory attitude, and at this time he put a heavyweight chip on him to see if he dared to follow up.

Director Yan was not sleeping yet, and was staying in the study to compare the photos of Qin Mu and Yang Yuhai, hesitating in his heart which side should he stand on. Qin Mu's phone call shocked him and said in a vain: "Secretary Qin, then...that area is not my control."

Qin Mu laughed and said, "Director Yan, coordinated defense is the business of your public security system. As a people's policeman, can't you take action if you cross the district? Things are in power. I will tell Director Ai of that district tomorrow, and he will not blame you."

The soft knife stabbed deep enough. Director Yan's heart trembled. When Qin Mu told him that he had captured a group of gangsters and actually carried a pistol marked with an army number, his fat all over his body was trembling unconsciously. When Qin Mu said that the leader of the gangster explained that the source of the gun was obtained through Yang Yuhai's hands, Director Yan knew that Qin Mu was planning to kill him.

If you answer, or not, there is no time to choose this question. Director Yan was panting. The degree of fighting between gods was too great, and he actually pulled the military in. How could he let the mortals play with him? He was trembling with the phone, wishing he could throw his phone out and not hear Qin Mu's voice at all. However, he had to make a choice, otherwise Qin Mu would have to talk about the matter from the police station. Who knows who else is behind Qin Mu. If it is a direct leader, Director Yan would wait to go home and hold the child.

"Secretary Qin, where are you? I'll bring someone to take over this matter immediately." Director Yan almost bit his teeth all over his mouth, but had to make a decision with heartache.

"I'm waiting for you at the gate of the garrison in the suburbs of Beijing." Qin Mu said with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Director Yan sighed long, knowing that Qin Mu had been carved on his forehead, he angrily smashed all the things on the table, and then hurriedly changed into police uniforms and ran outward.

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