The two corpses fished out of Erlong Lake were cremated by smugglers, then put into urns and buried in the field, next to Levi's graveyard. However, because the two corpses could not be seen in the light, they were added The burial system is becoming more and more strict day by day. Therefore, the place where the urns are buried does not even dare to pile up the grave bags. They only fill it up to the level of the horizon. In addition to burning some paper money, they don't even offer fruits or other things. Didn't dare to let it go.
After these matters were dealt with, I did not stop Haiyang's people from continuing to find Zhang Weimin, but at this moment, I was very hesitant in my heart.
Because Wu Honggang is still alive.
Therefore, my desire for revenge has faded a lot, but if Haiyang's search for Zhang Weimin suddenly decreases, it will be very easy for Lao He and Tang Tang to guess that Wu Honggang may be fine.
what to do.
At the moment I'm still having trouble making a choice, and I can't find the right way to deal with it.
That night, near Sanquan Town in H City.
Lao Pao was sitting alone in the car, while there were four young men outside, holding down a man in a suit.
"Hello." Lao Pao dialed Fatty Dai's phone number.
"Well, how's the situation over there?" Fatty Dai answered the phone and asked directly.
"One day, I caught someone. This person was Zhang Weimin's treasurer. I asked him about it and found out some information."
Lao Pao said directly.
"Okay, you say."
"He told me that when Zhang Weimin left a few days ago, he asked him to use his personal account and transfer more than 10 million into a bank account named Ma Feng several times."
Lao Pao replied quickly.
"Why did Zhang Weimin let him pay this money?" Fatty Dai scratched his nose.
"Haha, how could Zhang Weimin tell him such a thing?" Lao Pao suddenly laughed.
"Tell me the important point." Fatty Dai was upset and asked with a frown.
"I followed Ma Feng's account name and found a kid at the police station and checked his ID card information. This person is from Heihe and lives in Xingrong Village. What do you think? Do you understand?"
Lao Pao asked directly.
"More than 10 million, I bought a personal insurance policy."
When Fatty Dai heard this place name, he frowned and said.
"I think so too."
The old gun replied.
"Are you sure that Zhang Weimin is hiding there?"
Fatty Dai thought for a moment and asked slowly.
"How can I know for sure? Now we are just guessing."
Lao Pao replied without hesitation, and then continued: "But it's not difficult to figure it out. I'll take someone over for a walk and that'll be it."
"You don't know the other side of Heihe River. It's quite complicated and not as simple as you think."
Fatty Dai replied a little angry.
"how."
"The Xingrong Village area is actually very similar to some small villages in Henan and Sichuan. They are a collective that can decide whether it is black or white, and they make guns in that area."
Fatty Dai explained to Lao Pao.
"Haha, a military factory, or an arms sales base, damn it."
Lao Pao was immediately amused by Fatty Dai.
"Don't take it seriously. I'm not kidding you. Although they are not a military factory or an arms trafficking organization, the local population composition is very complex. They are all ethnic minorities, including North Korea and Oroqen. , and it’s close to the border, so the geographical location is quite complicated.”
Fatty Dai said slowly.
"What kind of guns are they selling? Real guns."
Lao Pao asked doubtfully.
"There are also real guns, but they are not many in number, and they are all imitations of June 4th, five-shot guns, sand sprayers, etc. The ones we use in the Northeast are all made by them, but the ones that really make them money are high imitations. The kind that hits steel balls."
Fatty Dai continued.
"The government doesn't care." Lao Pao was confused.
"Haha, after so many years of catching gamblers and cracking down on pornography, do you think this industry is dead?"
Fatty Dai smiled and asked a question.
"Too."
Lao Pao nodded, and then said: "Forget it, let's not worry about what they do. Let's do this. I will take someone there. If Zhang Weimin is really there, I will deal with it directly."
"You haven't understood what I mean yet," Fatty Dai suddenly frowned.
"A small workshop is full of old farmers who make fake guns. Do we still have to look at their faces to do things?"
Lao Pao said contemptuously.
"Then what do you mean?"
"Hurry up and finish it quickly."
Lao Pao replied succinctly.
"No, it's not as simple as you think."
Fatty Dai shook his head and then continued: "Wait until Lao Qian and I go there."
"What's the point of you two coming here? If you really have something to do, why don't I go and stay here?"
Lao Pao replied casually.
"Can you understand what I'm saying?" Fatty Dai's voice suddenly became serious.
"Okay, okay, come here, I won't go yet, okay."
Lao Pao replied helplessly.
"Firstly."
After saying that, the two ended the call.
In the car.
Lao Pao glanced at his cell phone, pushed open the car door irritably, and then said to the people below: "Let him go, let's evacuate."
"I'm not going."
A strong man next to him frowned and asked Lao Pao.
"Damn it, your brother Dai is trying to build a rural area like a military fortress, but we won't be allowed to go there."
Lao Pao rolled his eyes.
"Haha, there are intercontinental missiles."
The strong man also laughed.
"There are all star battleships."
Lao Pao replied sarcastically, and then closed the car door.
"Beep bell bell."
At this moment, the phone in Zhang Weimin's pocket rang rapidly.
At first, Lao Pao didn't pay attention at all, and wanted to leave after greeting the person, but after a strong man took out the financial phone number, he suddenly shouted to Lao Pao: "Brother, Zhang Weimin's phone number."
"Uh-huh."
Lao Pao suddenly turned his head, then was silent for a second, pointed at the finance on the ground and said: "You answer, turn on the speakerphone."
The finance manager blinked and took the phone tremblingly.
"If you say something useless, I will dig out the basket for you."
The strong man scolded the finance manager, then waved his hand and said, "Take it."
"Hey, Mr. Zhang."
The finance officer answered the phone and opened his mouth to speak.
"Where are you?" Zhang Weimin's voice sounded.
"I'm downstairs at home, buying something."
"Do you have time tonight?" Zhang Weimin was silent for a moment and asked directly.
"Oh, yes, what's wrong?"
The finance officer glanced at Lao Pao and immediately nodded and replied.
"Collect one million in cash and send it to Xingnong Village overnight. I need it urgently."
Zhang Weimin said quickly.
"well."
Finance nodded repeatedly.
"Dudu."
On the other end, Zhang Weimin hung up the phone.
"Uh-huh."
Lao Pao and several others looked at each other after listening to the voice on the phone.
"Brother, this is an opportunity."
The strong man licked his lips and then quickly said to Lao Pao.