Chapter 86
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Time returned!
"Stop talking nonsense! Give me the camera! "The middle-aged foreman tried to snatch the camera away from Dong Xuebing.
When Dong Xuebing does not need to use BACK for the day, he will use it before going to bed to get used to it. After using it for almost a hundred times, he was used to the sudden changes in the scene. He blinked his eyes for half a second and regained his senses. He stared at the middle-aged foreman coldly and turned his head to the side. He shouted to the few workers who were digging the floor tiles: "Stop digging! Stop! Stop! " Although he was shouting, he was thinking of a solution in his heart. The box was hidden so well, and there might be treasures in it. This was a rare opportunity. But how can he let the treasures belong to him? These workers are about to dig it out! I must think of a way! Think of a way!
The workers hesitated for a while and looked at Dong Xuebing.
"You want us to stop? Who do you think you are? "The middle-aged foreman turned and shouted." Carry on with your work! "
The workers looked at each other and used their shovels to pry open the floor tiles.
The gray floor tiles were loosened and were about to be pried open by the shovels. Dong Xuebing panicked. He was distracted, and the camera was snatched away by the foreman. Dong Xuebing was furious when he saw the foreman was about to delete the file. "I gave you face!" Dong Xuebing suddenly thought of an idea. He quickly reached into his bag and took out his new work pass. He waved it in front of the foreman. "Do you know how to read? Open your eyes and see for yourself! "
"What is it?" The foreman, who was about to delete the file, looked at the work pass.
It was a black leather wallet, about the size of a driver's license. The front side had the National Emblem, and below it were the words "Police" in Chinese and "POLICE" in English. Dong Xuebing's photo was printed on the inside of the work pass. His serial number and name were printed on the bottom of the work pass. Beijing City State Security Western District Branch, General Affairs Office Deputy Chief. Of course, Dong Xuebing had covered his name and working place with his fingers. He only left the information of his Deputy Chief and National Security Bureau.
The foreman was stunned. "State Security?"
Dong Xuebing quickly shouted to the workers who were lifting the bricks: "Stop! Do it later! "
The migrant worker was afraid of being scolded by the supervisor and did not listen to Dong Xuebing.
After staring blankly for a while, the middle-aged foreman hurriedly shouted, "Didn't you hear the leader tell you to stop working? Stop! "
"Leader?" The worker thought to himself. You just snatched his things, how did he become a leader now? But they didn't dare to say anything. They all put down the tools in their hands. Bang! The stone brick that had been lifted at a thirty-degree angle was also lifted down.
The supervisor awkwardly rubbed his hands together and smiled. "Leader, I'm sorry. I thought you're a reporter."
Dong Xuebing felt the situation was under control and was relieved. But when he remembered the Supervisor's attitude earlier, he got even angrier. He does not care if he was younger than the Supervisor by more than 10 years or 20 years. He started scolding the Supervisor. "Reporter? Why don't you use your brain! If I were a reporter, would I take photos under your nose? Huh? Besides, what's wrong with being a reporter? Reporters have to be robbed by you? This was a society ruled by law! Don't you know that your behavior is a crime? Huh? You are too daring! "
The Supervisor replied with a crying face. "No … no … it's a misunderstanding."
Dong Xuebing scolded the Supervisor a few more times before he calmed down. "Camera!"
"Ah … … Here … … I'm sorry." The Supervisor quickly returned the camera to Dong Xuebing. To him, State Security is a powerful department, and he cannot afford to offend a Deputy Chief. That's why he doesn't dare to retort and only smiles. He only wants to send this young man away as soon as possible. If Dong Xuebing were to invite him for "tea," he will not even be able to cry.
But Dong Xuebing had no intention to leave.
Dong Xuebing patted the dust off his clothes and walked over to the workers. "Take a rest first. I want to ask you all something."
The Supervisor, who was following behind, stared at them. "Answer the leader's questions! Do you hear me? "The Supervisor's heart skipped a beat. State Security is here to investigate a case? Investigate me? That's not right. I had only done something bad to a few holdouts and did not do anything to endanger the country's security!
The workers were also looking at Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing cleared his throat. "Did you see a tall, tanned man in his forties around here these few days?"
Everyone thought for a while and shook their heads.
The Supervisor was relieved when he heard Dong Xuebing was not investigating him. "Think again!"
The workers still shook their heads. "I can't remember."
Dong Xuebing pretended to be curious. "About 1.9 meters tall with a buzz cut."
"I don't think so." The worker with the Northeast accent replied. "We are busy working and did not notice him."
The Supervisor replied. "Leader, I have also not seen this person around. Did he commit any crimes?" The Supervisor saw Dong Xuebing ignoring him and laughed. "Pfft … … I am asking too much."
Dong Xuebing looked at the situation on the ground from the corner of his eyes and took a step to the side. "Alright. Carry on with your work. Don't tell anyone what I asked you all today."
The Supervisor immediately replied. "Don't worry. I will not say a word!"
Dong Xuebing nodded and took out his notebook. He continued to write down the proposal given to him by Chief Xu.
The Supervisor looked at Dong Xuebing suspiciously. Why is this State Security leader still here? What is he writing? The Supervisor asked. "Leader, they still need to work. This bumpkin is too dirty, and they don't want him to dirty you."
Dong Xuebing did not look up. "It's fine. I am here."
The Supervisor smiled and looked at the workers. He waved his hand to signal them to carry on with their work.
One of the workers was holding a shovel and was about to say something when he was pulled back by another worker. After that, they changed positions and started digging at a demolished house nearby.
One hour passed, and Dong Xuebing was still there.
Two hours passed, and Dong Xuebing was still there.
Three hours passed, and Dong Xuebing was still there.
The sky turned dark, and the middle-aged foreman and the workers had left with their tools. Dong Xuebing's stomach was growling, and his legs were cramping. He looked around to make sure those workers will not be coming back to work tonight. He took a deep breath and ran to a nearby toilet. After that, he went to a restaurant on the west side of the road to have his fill.
This is the chance to get rich!
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