"Hey hey hey..."
Before the fat man understood what was going on, he was pushed to the ground by several officers and soldiers and held up with his backhand.
"No, sir, what's going on? I only earn 200 for that porcelain bowl. There's no need to treat me like this, right?"
The officers and soldiers obviously didn't listen to what the fat man said, so they just put him into the car and drove away.
The onlookers couldn't react for a moment. What was going on? Especially the middle-aged man who had been deceived earlier was stunned on the spot holding the porcelain plate, not knowing whether he was happy or worried.
"What's going on? Are you being taken away now?"
"It stands to reason that if we want to arrest him, he should be arrested by the Criminal Division. Why are the people from the military government coming to arrest him?"
"Who is this person? It seems that the crime he committed is not trivial. Even the military mansion was alarmed."
"You don't even know who he is? He doesn't come to Balipu very often, does he? This is an old man from Balipu. He is the kind of person who wants to taste the saltiness of the oil in the pan!"
The people who didn't know what happened gathered together and whispered, everyone was guessing what happened?
However, the fat man sitting in the car was also confused at this time. He kept asking the officers and soldiers on both sides, but the officers and soldiers on both sides did not give any response.
This made the fat man really panic. While sitting in the military vehicle, he seemed to have thought about all the bad things he had done since birth.
This person is a person who never does big bad things and keeps doing small bad things, but no matter how you think about it, he won’t alarm the military government, right?
However, as soon as the car drove out of Balipu, the fat man's eyes were covered with a piece of black cloth.
From the moment he sat in the car, Fatty had been murmuring in his heart.
What kind of number is this? People from the military government came specifically to arrest me?
Are you still blindfolded? Is this standard equipment for being escorted to the execution ground for the rest of your life?
The key point is that my crime is not worthy of death, right? I just cheated some money, so I have to take him directly to be shot?
Isn't this too damn cruel?
Every minute and second he spends in the car, Fatty always feels like his days are like years.
He kept speculating on his current situation, but the more he thought about it, the more unsure he became, so that the fat man's face looked like pig liver along the way.
It's a pity that his perseverance and cleverness in the world are of no use at this moment when facing this tough army.
After walking for who knows how long, the car finally stopped, and then the fat man was dragged into a room and sat on a chair.
The blindfolded fat man had no idea where he was, and the silence around him made him feel very uneasy.
The coldness around him kept coming, and the silent environment made it impossible for Fatty to distinguish the current situation.
Where is this?
Could I have been kidnapped?
No, the people who arrested me were not from the military mansion. So what is going on now?
The fat man, who was getting more and more impatient, finally couldn't help it anymore:
"What's going on here? Master, if you arrest me, arrest me. Can't we just say nothing?"
However, at this moment, a cold voice came, breaking the suffocating silence in the room.
"The king has returned, is it you?"
As soon as his name was called, the fat man nodded immediately:
"Hey, it's me, sir, can we take the things off our eyes first, and let me die even if I die, okay?"
Just as the fat man finished speaking, the blindfold was immediately pulled off by a big hand.
The fat man blinked and then noticed that he was in a very shabby-looking room.
This room is so simple that it only has a table and a chair opposite. At this moment, a man in official uniform is sitting on the chair. Looking at the Great Flame badge on his shoulder, it is obvious that he is of high rank, and he There was also a man wearing a mental hospital gown standing next to him.
Even the fat man, who always thought he was well-informed, couldn't react to such a combination. He was stunned for a long time before tentatively saying:
"What...are you doing?"
The person sitting opposite the fat man was Feng Yun. At this moment, he looked at the fat man and said expressionlessly:
"It seems that you haven't figured out the situation yet. Let me tell you this, I captured you, and I can guarantee that you won't be able to get out for a while."
Upon hearing this, the fat man suddenly became anxious:
"Master, there must be a misunderstanding here. Although I can't be said to be a good person, I don't seem to be that bad.
Did you arrest the wrong person? But how can other bad guys be as charming and suave as me? "
"Still poor?"
Feng Yun's tone became serious, and the fat man immediately stopped talking. Just when the atmosphere became a little solid, Feng Yun suddenly smiled:
"Wang Guilai, I know you quite well. I brought you here because I want to discuss a deal with you.
Don't be nervous. Although this is a military mansion, since it's a deal, even if you don't agree, I won't force you. I'll just transfer you to Division Xing.
You've sold a lot of fakes over the years, right? A lot of cultural relics of unknown origin were dumped, right? The combined amount will not last a lifetime but at least more than ten years, so I advise you to be careful with every word you say next. "
Feng Yun's words hit the mark and directly hit Fatty's weakness, making Fatty a little dumbfounded.
The officer in front of me is too wild, right?
The words were not forced, but every word was intimidating.
The key point is that the fat man still does this, who makes him feel guilty?
Over the years, he has been cheating and selling a lot of fake products. If he really wanted to pursue the case, he would not be able to figure it out in more than ten years.
But now the fat man is really confused about the situation in front of him, so he can only ask cautiously:
"Master, we have something to talk about. What do you mean by the transaction you just mentioned? Does the military government also want to sell antiques?"
"No!"
Feng Yun looked at the fat man seriously and said word by word:
“The deal I’m talking about is for you to join a special organization!
In exchange, I can temporarily not hold you accountable for the things you did before. After all, you can be considered guilty and meritorious. "
"What? You want me to join a national organization?"
The fat man's eyes widened and he looked confused.
"That's right!
With your abilities and talents, you should not be limited to reselling antiques and cultural relics in the market. You should also know that in the face of the Great Yan Law, this road cannot go far.
After all, this is just a cultural relic dealer after all, and he cannot get on the stage.
So, I want you to join this special organization - the Polling Bureau. Serve the country and atone for your sins, and you no longer have to worry every day. "
After hearing this, the fat man looked suspicious, with disbelief in his eyes.
He seemed to be wondering, does he deserve it?
Also, isn’t this organization trying to bluff people?
"Master Jun, what kind of organization is this? Why have I never heard of it? Could it be..."
Feng Yun interrupted him casually:
“The Polling Bureau can be understood as the Civilian Special Events Investigation Bureau.
I am the director of the polling bureau, and my name is Feng Yun.
I hope you can join me. I know your abilities and past quite well.
As long as you are a person who has anything to do with serious things, you don't do it at all. Other than that, you can be said to be good at everything.
So now you are faced with a very important choice, either you will be sent to the Tixing Division, and you will be released after more than ten years of imprisonment and continue to work in Balipu, but you will never see the light of day in this life.
Or join the polling bureau and officially become a member of the official team, and at the same time, redeem your merits.
I'm not in a hurry, but you have to hurry up and think about it..."
