Return To 1977 Chapter 132: The picture shows the poor dagger

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In the previous life, the only business philosophy of the real estate group established by Hong Yanwu and Gao Ming was to win by any means necessary in business competition.

Hong Yanwu still remembers that in the late 1990s, their "Xinjing" participated in a land bidding project in the East Third Ring Road area.

Because it is a popular land, several competitors involved are eyeing it and refuse to give in.

But at that time, it happened to be at the cusp of the central government's strict crackdown on economic crimes. All officials in charge of the bidding work abide by their duties, and no one dares to touch the red line. As a result, the land bidding became a stupid job under special circumstances and no one operated in secret.

When things have reached this point, it looks like it will all depend on luck to decide who will win. Unexpectedly, Gao Ming had another clever trick. He actually used the extremely rare monitoring and recording method at the time to find out the bidding prices of several opponents, and finally made "Xinjing" win at the lowest cost.

And in the end, when the big boss behind "Xinjing", the "Big Shot", commended Gao Ming, he made a comment that made Gao Ming quite proud - he is a tiger in the general family and has a good family background.

Could it be that? These eight words are because...

There is a word called "touching the scene and making love". In line with the scene in front of him, the words that Hong Yanwu once felt strange but gradually forgot about, suddenly reappeared in his mind like lightning and thunder, extremely clear and extremely shocking.

At the same time, a feeling that seemed to capture the entire context of the matter also filled his heart. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that everything in this room was a pair of hateful eyes, and these hateful eyes were staring at him arrogantly, laughing at him as a fool.

Sometimes it’s like this. Some past events and details that were once puzzling or confusing in a person’s memory. Although the ins and outs were not clear at the time, as long as they remain in the mind, once they encounter certain suitable situations and environments again , often you will suddenly realize it and suddenly understand it.

So at this time, Hong Yanwu didn't even want to say a word more. A burning eagerness prompted him to look around the entire room very quickly.

There are only ashtrays and teacups on the coffee table. Next to the sofa is a thermos. The only other things left in the room were a bookcase, a desk, and a chair. The bookcase has no doors and the books inside are clearly visible, so the problem is relatively minor. Then the only thing that is questionable is the desk.

Hong Yanwu felt an impulse, which made his blood boil. He must verify as soon as possible whether everything he thought of was just his own conjecture or whether it was a fact that was happening.

So he jumped up from the sofa as if his **** was on fire. Then, when Deputy Director Gao was extremely surprised and stunned, he rushed to the desk without hesitation, and opened the two drawers of the desk in a few seconds. .

No! It’s full of office supplies and documents!

"What are you doing?"

Hong Yanwu's recklessness immediately irritated Deputy Director Gao. He scolded him sternly and stood up from the sofa.

But Hong Yanwu ignored him at all and carefully checked the lamps and phones on the table one by one.

"Stop! Put it down!"

Hong Yanwu's behavior undoubtedly exceeded the bottom line that Deputy Director Gao could tolerate. Not only did he have an angry look on his face, but there was only unkind hostility in his tone.

It's just that Hong Yanwu couldn't care about anything else at all. His mind was only racing for one thing.

Still not! Could it be that I thought wrong?

Well, I must have missed something, think about it again...

By the way, science and technology in this era are still very limited. If there is recording or monitoring equipment, it should be driven by electricity or lines. Then...there is only one last place left!

After a while, Hong Yanwu finally raised his head and cast his eyes on the chandelier on the roof.

Not to mention, on the dark green lampshade of the chandelier, there seems to be a small black thing attached to the wire, supported by an iron wire, and sticking out in the direction of the sofa.

But then, just when he was about to stand on the chair behind the desk and want to make final confirmation, Deputy Director Gao's eyes had completely turned ferocious.

He only had a look around his waist, and a ****-style pistol appeared in his hand, and then the gun was pointed at Hong Yanwu, who had just stepped on the chair with one leg!

"Don't move! Be honest!"

Hong Yanwu's body froze. But as soon as he saw Deputy Director Gao's expression that was a bit ashamed and a bit frustrated, he knew that there was no need to check anything more.

The other party's appearance and actions have fully explained the problem. This is probably the result of embarrassment and anger after the carefully laid trap was exposed.

Thinking of this, Hong Yanwu became even more angry. He first put down the foot that was on the chair, and then said to Deputy Director Gao with a sneer, "I think there is no need for us to continue talking. I have to leave, goodbye!"

"You still want to leave? It's a dream! You'd better tell me clearly how you set up a trap to frame my son! Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this door!"

The so-called picture shows, now that the true intention has been exposed, Deputy Director Gao no longer pretends to be useless. He is completely furious. He takes a step forward and the gun is approaching at the same time.

No one can face the gun without being nervous at all. Hong Yanwu couldn't help but feel the pressure of facing someone. He could hear his heart beating "dong-dong" at this time, and he could even hear the blood rushing in his chest.

But at this moment, Gao Ming's mother opened the door because she heard unusual noises in the house. When she saw the scene inside the house, she was frightened on the spot. Standing at the door, he didn't dare to move any more, and he just shouted incoherently, "Lao Gao...how did things get like this? Don't, don't..."

Deputy Director Gao's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of hesitation. It was this look that exposed his inner instability, and it was precisely this expression that Hong Yanwu quickly caught. This allowed him to quickly regain his composure and begin to seriously evaluate the current situation.

And soon, he remembered what the "old ghost" had said about his flaws in the first few days. As a result, he also discovered similar flaws in Deputy Director Gao's gun-holding movements.

Following that, his mind quickly changed again, and he simply sat down on the chair next to him.

And just at the moment when Deputy Director Gao was surprised, he delayed a step and continued to aim his gun at Hong Yanwu. Through the gap caused by the height, Hong Yanwu could see clearly at a glance that the safety under Deputy Director Gao's pistol was turned off.

He was completely convinced of this. He immediately laughed wildly!

"Comrade Gao, stop bluffing. How tired are you raising your arms? It's better to put them down and rest!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Don't force me!"

While Deputy Director Gao was surprised, he pointed his pistol directly at Hong Yanwu's head. He looked like his patience had reached its limit.

But his appearance scared his wife so much that she screamed. But it had no effect on Hong Yanwu at this time.

"Forget it! You don't even have the safety on your gun, and you want me to believe that you can shoot! I'm not afraid to tell you that I am the ancestor of bluffing, and your performance level is not high enough..."

Deputy Director Gao was so crowded that his face turned red and his whole body trembled. But then he turned on the safety on the gun, used practical actions to deny Hong Yanwu's assertion, and tried to regain control of the situation.

"What now? Don't be too confident. Sometimes you push others too hard, but anything will happen..."

Hong Yanwu was still calm and composed, "You don't know what the consequences would be if a soldier shot and injured civilians in his own home. You should know? I don't believe there are bullets in your magazine at all."

"That's not necessarily the case. You have a criminal record. I can definitely say that you came to my house to steal guns. As long as I shoot and kill you, it will be easy to arrange the scene." Deputy Director Gao's eyes were full of fierceness and turned red. Scary. It seems that he is really desperate and has the possibility of defeating the enemy.

Hong Yanwu stopped smiling and became serious without realizing it. "What about the film? Have you forgotten the most important thing? I guarantee that after your plan succeeds, someone will definitely let the photos see the light, and your whole family will still have to be buried with me! Besides, a *** *As for the pistol, its lethality is probably not that high. Are you sure you can kill me on the spot before I grab your throat?”

After saying that, he picked up the desk lamp with a grin, and with just an easy twist, the iron bracket of the desk lamp bent into an incredible angle.

The effect of this display of strength and the consequences it implies are undoubtedly extremely threatening. Gao Ming's mother was so shocked that her eyes widened again. But this time she just covered her mouth tightly, but didn't dare to say a word.

Deputy Director Gao seemed to be shocked again by Hong Yanwu's words. He gritted his teeth and thought for a moment, but he had nothing to say. At the same time, he looked at his wife's helpless eyes that kept glancing at him, and his will couldn't help but soften even more. After muttering for a long time, he finally asked an unspeakable sentence while sweating profusely.

"Then...if I put down the gun, can we talk about this matter again?"

Seeing Director Gao's helpless look, Hong Yanwu really felt some sincerity from him. So he didn't think much of it.

"Okay, but let's talk again. The location is up to me."

"Where to go?"

"Let's take a bath together in the bathhouse in your compound."

Deputy Director Gao only thought about it briefly and couldn't help but admire Hong Yanwu's thorough consideration. At this point, there was no more words, and he completely surrendered. But in the end, when he put down his gun, You still asked reluctantly.

"Who are you? Why do you know...so much?"

Hong Yanwu only smiled faintly, but avoided answering.

"You don't need to worry about this. You only need to know that I am the one who suffered for no reason because of your son, and I am the one who holds the evidence of your two sons' crimes. That is enough!"