Chapter 469: What Kind of People Are You All?

In the small woods on the shore of Xiaowei Village, Wei Jiaxian watched Ai Zhixin run into the night like a headless fly. The two speedboats loaded with antiques were also forced to scurry around by the approaching sea police speedboats, and his palms were sweating from nervousness.

But Old Song remained calm, holding the binoculars, staring fixedly at the sea without moving.

Wei Jiaxian couldn't help it anymore, so he had to ask urgently in Dongshan dialect: "Uncle, did you see that person? Can we get revenge today?"

Old Song didn't answer Wei Jiaxian immediately, but kept watching the three ships being forced onto the shallows by the sea police speedboats, and the people on the ships jumping ashore and fleeing in panic, before he put down the binoculars in his hand.

"Whether we can get revenge depends on his fate."

"..."

Comrade Yao couldn't understand the heavy-accented Dongshan dialect and looked suspiciously at Old Song, asking: "I say Old Song, you were in such a hurry to make me report just now, and you didn't even tell me carefully how you discovered the clues to this case.

You have to tell me the truth, otherwise, after my older brother's people come later, they will be able to ask about your ancestors for eight generations."

Wei Jiaxian's heart tightened, and he suddenly became a little flustered.

In the face of the law, the reason of revenge cannot stand, and it might even lead to being educated instead.

Old Song stared with wide eyes and said very angrily: "That family actually let dogs bite me. How could I run fast with this leg? In the end, I jumped into the river to escape the dog's mouth..."

"Hehehehe, how embarrassing? How embarrassing."

"Dabin, why did you come here? Don't you know how dangerous this is?"

"No, after I was bitten by the dog, it was you, Comrade Yao, who discovered the clues. If there is a reward, we should split it equally..."

Old Song smiled until his face looked like a chrysanthemum, his hands not knowing where to put them, rubbing and rubbing, actually giving a feeling of a little fly.

Comrade Yao stood out and shouted loudly: "Our own people, I am Yao Dabin. Yao Dayuan is my older brother; I reported the case."

"..."

"From then on, I held a grudge against the people in the woodworking factory. I thought about finding a chance to retaliate... who would have thought that later I would discover they were messing with antiques..."

Yao Dabin smiled and said: "I didn't have a bottom in my heart. What if the clue was wrong? But it seems it's true...

Oh, by the way, these three are temporary residents in my jurisdiction. Late at night, I was afraid of leaking the news and didn't dare to call the locals, so I called them to help."

But listening to this Comrade Yao's meaning, he had the intention to cover for himself and Old Song?

But Old Song slapped his thigh and said: "Hi, speaking of which, I was a bit narrow-minded. Comrade Yao, you know I collect scrap,

Wei Jiaxian and Tan Min both lowered their heads silently, one admiring his uncle's wit in his heart, the other repeatedly cursing "The old thing is truly full of lies."

Nobody is a fool. Such a large smuggling case, it couldn't have been reported without a head or tail, right? Is there a hidden story here?

Old Song suddenly looked at Comrade Yao and asked expectantly: "Comrade Yao, I also count as having merit in reporting, right? Shouldn't there be that... reward?"

But Comrade Yao blinked and finally nodded, saying: "You are right. You discovered the suspicion, and we discovered the clues together. Don't talk too much later; any bonus money will be yours..."

"That day I went for a stroll on the other side of the river and saw some waste firewood outside that woodworking factory. I thought about getting some home to cook, but guess what?"

A moment later, a person of medium build walked over. As soon as he met Yao Dabin, he severely reprimanded him.

"Don't move, who is there? Raise your hands and come out."

It's just that in this severe reprimand, there was a thick sense of care.

"Oh, thank you all! Thank you, thank you."

After the police sirens approached, they first surrounded the three smuggling ships that had rushed onto the shallows, and then surrounded the antiques that hadn't had time to be loaded onto the ships. Old Song and the others were very close, so they were naturally discovered.

Yao Dayuan smiled and thanked Old Song and the others, but this thanks was completely different from the reprimand to Yao Dabin.

"Bang~ bang~ bang"

Yao Dayuan wanted to say something more to his younger brother, but gunshots suddenly rang out in the distance, and the walkie-talkies were in a mess.

"They have guns, everyone be careful..."

"We have at least a dozen people here, need support, need support..."

"You stay here and guard the evidence and exhibits. Dabin, you stay here and don't move. The rest follow me to support. Don't fight hard, surround them; our main force will be here soon..."

Smuggling cultural relics can lead to the death penalty, so the scene was immediately in chaos. The originally sufficient police force seemed suddenly insufficient.

And Old Song waved his hand, leading Wei Jiaxian and Tan Min to follow along to join the fun.

It's just that halfway there, Old Song took a turn, leading Wei Jiaxian and Tan Min to sneak toward another quiet seaside.

Wei Jiaxian asked suspiciously: "Uncle, why are we going this way? Did you see something just now?"

Old Song said in a low voice: "I'm old, and my eyes are blurry. I didn't see clearly whether that beast had come or not, but if he came, he definitely wouldn't accompany those idiots to rush onto the shallows.

He understands the power of the mainland armed forces too well. Rushing onto the shallows is pointing out the capture range to people. How could he run away?"

Old Song pointed to a large coastline in front: "This area is the farthest from those three ships, and it's not a shallow beach but full of reefs and cliffs, the easiest to be ignored by people. If it were me, I would definitely swim here and come ashore quietly."

"..."

Wei Jiaxian and Tan Min immediately widened their eyes to scan the surroundings, but it was pitch black, and they really couldn't see any water ghosts coming ashore.

Old Song was silent for a few seconds and said in a low voice: "Time is tight. The three of us will search separately. Don't keep too much distance between each other. If you find someone, shout immediately."

Tan Min had been a soldier and been on the battlefield, so he knew Old Song's suggestion was a reconnaissance search mode. It's just that Wei Jiaxian and Old Song were a bit like greenhorns, so he was a little worried.

But there was no other way at this moment, so the three had to scatter and search quickly, one area each.

Wei Jiaxian walked forward for a while before realizing he had a long weapon on his back. Perhaps because his combat value was the lowest, the other two didn't ask him for it.

Wei Jiaxian held the long weapon in his hand and walked along the coastline, when he suddenly saw a row of wet footprints under his feet.

There was a moon tonight. If it were in the distance, he definitely wouldn't be able to see such details, but right under his feet, Wei Jiaxian couldn't help but see them.

Wei Jiaxian immediately gripped the five-shot shotgun in his hand, feeling his hair stand up from nervousness.

He opened his mouth to shout, but felt his mouth was terribly dry, and for a moment, he only made a few hoarse calls.

"Little comrade, are you a militia from the mainland?"

A tall figure appeared from twenty meters away and then walked toward Wei Jiaxian very naturally.

Wei Jiaxian immediately raised his gun to aim, his finger pulling the trigger.

"Don't move!"

The other party was stunned and immediately stopped moving.

Although he couldn't see Wei Jiaxian's finger, he could feel Wei Jiaxian's nervousness. This kind of greenhorn was the easiest to have an accidental discharge.

The problem was that what Wei Jiaxian held was a shotgun. At a distance of less than twenty meters, the power was not ordinary. An accidental discharge could also hit something close to the mark.

"Little comrade, I can go with you, but I'm not a bad person. You haven't seen a smuggler like me who is seventy or eighty years old, right?

I'm actually a compatriot who returned to visit relatives with the ship. The other side of the strait doesn't allow us to return, but falling leaves return to their roots..."

Wei Jiaxian listened to the other party's standard Beijing accent, looked at his tall stature, and finally said with grief and indignation: "Stop pretending, Qiming. Are you worthy of being called a compatriot? You killed so many innocent people, and you still want to return to your roots?"

"Prince Beile, your roots are not here. Manchukuo is already gone."

"..."

The Prince Beile, who had been kind just now, finally darkened his face.

Anyone who could call out the two words "Qiming" naturally knew who he was and naturally knew what he had done on this land before.

So he asked coldly: "Who are you, and how do you know who I am?"

"Who am I? Hehehehe, you've harmed too many people; if I told you, would you even be able to remember?"

An unnatural redness appeared on Wei Jiaxian's face; this was a symptom of his manic state of mind.

"My grandfather was the owner of the Wei Family Pawnshop in the provincial capital of Dongshan; do you still remember that?"

"."

"Of course I remember. Your grandfather's name was Wei Yucheng; I even drank with him! Besides, every debt has its debtor and every grievance its source; it wasn't me who killed your grandfather, it was Colonel Nakamura..."

"But how did you run all the way here from Dongshan, and recognize me at a single glance? Did that good-for-nothing son of mine get mixed up with you lot?"

The Prince Beile frowned, clearly not understanding how Wei Jiaxian could have appeared here.

Wei Jiaxian sniffled and blinked his eyes, letting his vision, which had been blurred by tears, return to clarity.

"My coming here is your fate."

"Heh, what fate is there to speak of! Fine, I surrender; I am willing to accept the judgment of the people."

The Prince Beile shook his head in resignation, placed his hands behind his head, and slowly walked toward Wei Jiaxian.

At this moment, Wei Jiaxian was extremely agitated and did not notice the ferocious and gloomy look on the Prince Beile's face.

Just at this moment, the voice of his brother-in-law Tan Min rang out from behind.

"Hey, don't go pointing your gun at people indiscriminately! What if it goes off? There are so many public security officers nearby; do you want to attract them all here?"

"I didn't—"

Wei Jiaxian was just about to argue, but Tan Min had already walked up close and snatched the five-round shotgun out of Wei Jiaxian's hand in one motion.

The gloomy Prince Beile breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "Little brothers, you shouldn't..."

"Bang~"

A gunshot cut off the Prince Beile's words.

A faint smell of gunpowder smoke permeated the air, then gradually dissipated with the sea breeze.

The Prince Beile looked at Tan Min with a face full of confusion, and a few seconds later, he collapsed with a thud.

Only then did Tan Min angrily shout at Wei Jiaxian: "Are you an idiot? Don't you know who he is?

Since you already had your gun pointed at him, what were you hesitating for? Waiting for him to turn the tables and kill you?"

Wei Jiaxian had not yet recovered from his daze and subconsciously defended himself: "No, he didn't have a chance..."

"To hell with 'no chance,' look at what this is!"

Tan Min stepped forward a few paces and kicked the Prince Beile's body over.

On the ground lay a large-sized pistol, and the Prince Beile was still clutching a gleaming dagger in his hand.

If the Prince Beile hadn't been afraid of making a gunshot sound earlier, he would have killed Wei Jiaxian long ago; his wanting to get close to Wei Jiaxian was clearly to finish him off with the dagger.

"See that? See that? If a fool like you were on the battlefield, you'd have died eight hundred times over. Are you really trying to make my sister a widow? I'll kick you to death, you stupid thing."

Tan Min was also terrified and, in his anger, raised his foot to kick his own brother-in-law.

He was truly scared! If he had arrived even a moment later, he would have been collecting Wei Jiaxian's corpse.

Of course, he didn't realize that a few years ago, when he first went to the battlefield, he might have been even worse than Wei Jiaxian!

"What are you two making a scene here for? The gun has already gone off, why aren't you leaving? A pair of idiots."

Old Song hurried over, panting, looked at the ground twice, then reached out and searched the Prince Beile from head to toe, fishing out all the odds and ends.

Then, without hesitation, he commanded Tan Min and Wei Jiaxian: "Hurry up and throw him into the sea. You can't even handle a small job like this; it's a waste of the food you eat."

"."

Wei Jiaxian, who had been in a daze for a long time, remained in a daze.

"Who... who are you people?"

(End of chapter)