Chapter 291

"You have quite a heavy taste, don't you?"

"Daughter and mistress, dancing for everyone; you can actually watch that?"

"What's wrong with that?"

Qin Huaiqi said indifferently: "Good things should be shared with the brothers."

"Otherwise, how can I be the boss, and how can I make the brothers submit wholeheartedly?"

Damn it, the son of a bitch has quite a deep path, doesn't he?

To win over subordinates, he can sacrifice anything, including his own flesh and blood.

To this, one can only say that being born to such a father is simply the worst luck in a hundred lifetimes!

As the question-and-answer game continued, Qin Huaiqi began to spill the beans.

In Lin Feng's words: 'Treasures and wealth' cannot be brought into life, nor taken into death; there's no way to take them into the coffin.

The logic is correct, and Qin Huaiqi had no need to cover things up.

Most importantly: he was afraid of the 'death by a thousand cuts' blade technique!

On the other side, as Liu Mang was finished being bandaged, Chen Guotao immediately began questioning.

"Who set the booby traps five hundred meters away?"

"Niu Shuming; he does all the explosive work."

Chen Guotao had read the tomb raiders' files and knew who Niu Shuming was.

At this moment, the son of a bitch was still waiting to be bandaged, so questioning was no problem.

"Niu Shuming, who did you learn your booby trap technique from?"

"I learned it from arms dealers in Hong Kong!"

Arms dealers?

Chen Guotao asked cautiously: "Have the arms dealers come to the mainland?"

Hearing this, Niu Shuming gave a sinister smile: "Hehe, are you scared?"

"That's right, the weapons we use are all sent over by arms dealers."

"As for whether they have returned to Hong Kong now?"

"No one knows, including Boss Qin!"

"Of course, you can go ask that woman Wang Juan."

"She accompanied that group for several days; perhaps she will know some things we don't."

Alright, Chen Guotao had to turn his attention to Wang Juan.

The woman in front of him was definitely not simple; one could glimpse a thing or two from her ability to play around with tomb raiders and arms dealers.

So Chen Guotao could not be fooled by the pitiful appearance she feigned!

"Speak, what is the background of that group of arms dealers? Where are they now?"

"I only know they are Japanese, because they played very disgustingly..."

"Shut up, just say what you're asked, understand?"

Regarding the roar, Wang Juan was very dissatisfied, but didn't dare to let out a peep!

As a woman, she had keen senses, or rather, a sixth sense.

She felt that this group of special forces soldiers all exuded a thick murderous aura.

The thickness was even more intense than that of the arms dealers!

I ask, what does this represent?

It represents that they are true killers who don't blink, gods of death.

So she had been obedient all along, not daring to show off!

"Speak quickly, what are you stalling for?"

"I don't know anymore," Wang Juan stated: "I only know they are Japanese."

"Other than that, I don't even know what their names are."

"They communicated in gibberish among themselves, and I couldn't understand it either!"

It seems to be the case, and it is also a fact.

Chen Guotao asked again: "When was the last arms trade transaction?"

"About three months ago; I can't remember the specific day."

Damn it, it's been so long, why ask about it?

Hong Kong is a special administrative region and also a global intelligence trading center.

Foreigners entering and leaving are as numerous as ox hair; there's no way to investigate clearly.

Of course, having weapons flow from Hong Kong into the territory is a very important piece of information!

"One last question for you,"

Chen Guotao said seriously: "How were the weapons and ammunition transported in?"

"I don't know," Wang Juan shook her head: "I really don't know, I'm not lying to you..."

"But one thing is certain: they were transported in by water."

"Because after that thing was over once, they went to the seaside..."

Time passed, and all kinds of questioning were over.

In short, they were asked until they were bottomed out; it could almost be called detailed.

Anyway, being idle is being idle; acting as a police officer for once is quite interesting.

"Report to Green Dragon, there are three more booby traps in the forest; what do you think?"

"Damn it, my clothes just dried!"

Lin Feng was very unhappy, but since his team members weren't up to the task, he had to solve it himself.

The booby traps had to be dismantled, and it couldn't be delayed.

Otherwise, when the police arrive in a while, what if they luckily step on one?

No choice, Lin Feng once again dived into the dark, pouring rain.

Twelve-forty at midnight,

Nearly a hundred police officers and armed police soldiers finally arrived, treading through the mud.

Leading the team was a First-Class Police Inspector; he saluted Lin Feng solemnly.

"Hello Green Dragon, I am Ji Yan, detachment leader of the First Detachment of the Provincial Criminal Investigation Corps."

"Hello Detachment Leader Ji, didn't Deputy Corps Leader Wen come?"

Ji Yan shook his head: "Corps Leader Wen is old; as a subordinate, how could I let him make a long journey?"

Subordinates sympathizing with leaders is as it should be.

But do leaders sympathize with their subordinates?

If Wen Changlin had even a little heart, Wang Yanbing's family wouldn't be as dilapidated as it is now!

He enjoyed the precious intelligence provided by Wang Qingshan,

And because of this, he repeatedly earned merit and even soared upwards.

I ask, how could he be so at ease?

Wang Qingshan's salary, high special duty subsidies, bonuses, etc.,

Where the hell did they all go?

Fine, whenever the three words 'Wen Changlin' are mentioned, Lin Feng gets angry!

He didn't want to dawdle, and even less did he want to delay the time to head back.

Lin Feng said: "Detachment Leader Ji, shall we hand over?"

"Yes, yes, formal handover."

The handover procedure was very simple,

However, when Ji Yan received the criminal confession handed over by Lin Feng, he was simply stunned.

"Green Dragon, has the tomb raiding gang already confessed everything?"

"Hmm," Lin Feng nodded, "Every detail; it saves you the trouble of doing it twice!"

We aren't afraid of trouble; we want to have trouble!

Ji Yan smiled bitterly: "Green Dragon, you've done all the work."