Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Mangy Dog is the only one alive among the eight people, and the only one who could possibly provide useful clues.

Although Zeng Wangcai had the help of Fifth Master to find people to look for clues, there has been no news so far. Old Seven also said that Dahong is a very cunning person, so it would be best if he could get information from Laipigou.

Upon hearing the news, Zeng Wangcai and Feng Baoguo looked at each other and said, "Let's go to the hospital!"

The mangy dog ​​was left in the hospital for treatment as he was unconscious due to the shock.

Then, Xiaobao drove the car and Zeng Wangcai and Feng Baoguo got in.

After a while, the car arrived at the hospital and the three of them went to see the mangy dog ​​together.

"What's the matter?" When Feng Baoguo arrived outside the ward, he asked Comrade GA who was in charge of guarding the mangy dog.

"The doctor said you can ask questions, but don't provoke him."

"Well, you guys stay outside and guard!"

Zeng Wangcai and Feng Baoguo entered the ward together. This guy was treated well, with his own ward.

The mangy dog ​​was actually completely normal now. Apart from the penetrating wound in his shoulder, he was fine in other aspects of his body. He was wolfing down food on the hospital bed because he hadn't eaten for two days since his mind became unclear.

Two grown men came in, but the mangy dog, who was so focused on eating, didn't even notice.

"Scaly dog!" Feng Baoguo shouted.

"Who?" The scabby dog ​​raised his head from his burrow, first looking at Feng Baoguo, then Zeng Wangcai, "Don't waste your energy, I don't know anything."

He did not recognize Zeng Wangcai because he had only seen Xiaobao that night, and he was armed with modern equipment.

"Oh, you're quite loyal." Zeng Wangcai sat down directly on the bed of the mangy dog. "Old Feng, I told you not to ask any more questions, but you refused to listen. Just shoot him. Anyway, his accomplices have already said what we should know. One more or one less won't make a difference."

This was the strategy they had decided on on the way here. Zeng Wangcai was mainly responsible for making jokes and tricking the scabby boy, while Feng Baoguo was mainly responsible for observing and responding.

"You want to scare me? It's just death." The scabby dog ​​pushed the food away with his convenient right hand. "When we took this job, we didn't plan to live. You want to trick me? No way. Just shoot me. Eighteen years later, grandpa is a hero again."

He knew that he was going to die, so he planned to get it over with as soon as possible, and loyalty was just a side issue.

Zeng Wangcai learned from Wu Ye that the people of Dahong actually don't care about morality. They will do any job as long as they have money. There is no such thing as "there is a code of conduct for stealing".

Therefore, this kind of person cannot be dealt with by ordinary methods.

"Let's go, Old Feng. Listen to him and stop talking nonsense. He doesn't want to live. It's useless to pull him back. I think we should give the opportunity to make a contribution to Scarface." Zeng Wangcai stood up and said.

Feng Baoguo stood up and sighed, "If he wants to die, there's nothing we can do. Let's go and ask Scarface."

Among the seven dead people, one had a scar on his face, which was the most obvious feature, so Zeng Wangcai and his accomplices used it to bluff Mangy Dog.

There is a saying that it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. The scabby dog ​​understands this. He thinks he is going to die, so he is single.

Hearing that he could still make a contribution, he couldn't help but be tempted: "Wait, are you trying to trick me? Will Scarface tell me?"

Zeng Wangcai and Feng Baoguo looked at each other and smiled, then took the bait.

The nickname Scarface was guessed by them, and the reaction of the mangy dog ​​obviously proved that they were right.

"You don't have to believe it!" Zeng Wangcai pulled Feng Baoguo away, "I said Scarface is easy to talk to. Yesterday he said he was with Dahong. Let's ask him again today. Give him some preferential treatment and I guarantee he will tell the truth."

"Hang out with Dahong", these words fell into the ears of the bald man and almost made him collapse.

"Scar, you swore not to tell..." the scabby dog ​​said angrily, "If big brother knew, he would kill you..."

"You worry about yourself," said the more professional Feng Baoguo. "If you refuse to tell the truth and don't show leniency, you'll be dead. Scarface has made meritorious contributions. If the crime is serious, he won't be sentenced to eighteen years, but ten at most. By then, it's hard to say whether your big brother will still be here."

"Uh..." The scabby dog ​​thought so too.

After doing a lot of bloody business, everyone knows that it is not safe. No one dares to hope to not be caught in his or her lifetime. Ten years is neither long nor short. The world is changing with each passing day. The new generation pushes the old generation out. Who knows when the old generation will no longer be able to rise?

Zeng Wangcai and the other man had finished their roles and left immediately. They didn't hear the mangy dog ​​barking when they went out the door, so they found a place to sit down.

Scarface died a long time ago, so they naturally had no way of asking.

"How do you know about Dahong?" Feng Baoguo asked.

"Hey, who doesn't have some informants?" Zeng Wangcai took out a cigarette and threw one to Feng Baoguo. "I forgot to tell you before, I have a source of information, and asked someone to help find out about Dahong."

"You said you don't smoke, so why do you keep cigarettes in your pocket all the time..." Feng Baoguo complained, without lighting a cigarette, sniffing the fragrance of cigarettes, and said after thinking for a while, "You know Lao Wu? You went to find Lao Wu, right? It was Lao Wu who told you that this guy was from Dahong, right? Why didn't I think of it..."

After being exposed, Zeng Wangcai no longer concealed the truth, and he didn't want to hide it either.

"It's more appropriate for you to deal with Lao Wu than me." Feng Baoguo said again, "Lao Wu is a rather arrogant person in his bones, and he is a sworn enemy of Da Hong. Since he said that the scabby dog ​​is Da Hong's man, then it's correct. However, Da Hong is very cunning, and he must be hiding now. If Da Hong wants to hide, ordinary people can't find him. It seems that the scabby dog's mouth must be pried open."

As expected of the team leader of Chaoyang Branch, he knows a lot about underground forces.

"Brother Feng, do you think it is possible that the scabby dog ​​knows who the spy behind Dahong is and where he is?" Zeng Wangcai asked.

"It's highly unlikely!" Feng Baoguo shook his head. "Dahong is actually more like a middleman. He takes the job and then passes it on to his subordinates. He won't give the work of the higher-ups to his subordinates."

"Then, will Jia Dongxu be seen directly by the spies?"

"That's not clear. Unless Jia Dongxu has a place that the spies want to use, it's unlikely. By the way, Jia Dongxu works in a workshop in the steel mill, right?"

"Yes, you have met his master, Yi Zhonghai from our hospital. He used to be an eighth-level fitter."

"Eighth-level fitter..."

Feng Baoguo lowered his head again and pondered. After a while, he guessed, "Level 8 fitter is very important. It allows you to get in touch with more things. If the spy's target is Yi Zhonghai, he might meet Jia Dongxu in person to reduce the risk."

"Uh, Yi Zhonghai is now...sweeping the toilet!"

"Cleaning the toilet? An eighth-level fitter cleaning the toilet?"

"Yes, I did it. That guy is so mean!"

“That’s hard to say!”

There was too little information, and Feng Baoguo couldn't analyze much.

The two chatted for a while, and then news came from the ward that the mangy dog ​​was willing to talk.

However, Feng Baoguo did not go there immediately. He left him alone for a while. Half an hour later, he returned to the ward with Zeng Wangcai.

Only an hour later, the mangy dog ​​was already worried and anxious.

"You two, if I tell you everything I know, what kind of credit can I get? Also, when we capture my eldest brother, can you send the four-eyed monster who beat us up that night? It would be best if we just kill him directly..."

What four eyes?

Feng Baoguo was confused.