The quarrel continued and soon two factions with opposing interests emerged.
Mr. Ma and the other three are all on their own, and they all want one-fifth or one-sixth of the share.
As they communicated, Bai Song seemed to understand why everyone's code could not be made public.
There are actually big problems among the six of them. You have to know that in this kind of business, it is impossible to have a harmonious joint-stock system. There will always be people who become stronger or weaker, and there will always be people whose ambitions become bigger or smaller. What can they do if they want to do it for a long time?
Just don't let anyone know who each other is.
This sounds impossible, but it's not completely impossible.
The coding system can accomplish this. For example, “I know that I have a grudge against '123456' and he stole my order this time and made a lot of money!”, but “I don’t know who '123456' is, I only know that it is someone other than me.”
The reason why Wang Qianyi doesn't need to show up is that he communicates through password boxes. The "password box" here may not be a real "password box", but just a pseudonym. Moreover, no one wants Wang Qianyi to show up and contact these people, because once there is contact, he may be bribed, and if he is bribed, the identities of others will not be kept secret.
Of course, it is very likely that Wang Qianyi’s character is just a messenger, who knows nothing at the beginning and only knows how to deliver goods.
Wang Qianyi was responsible for delivering the "password box" back and forth, and someone else told the six people the location of the password box or provided other information channels. It is currently unknown, but it is certain that these two lines are indispensable.
Of course, it is not so important to speculate about this now, as it was too long ago.
Under this mechanism, especially when there are six people, most people will be cautious and will not focus on infighting.
Since the number was changed frequently before, there was almost no real exposure. But because of the problem caused by Wang Qianyi, a connection was broken and everyone's number became a fixed version. As a result, people in the group didn't dare to chat randomly all the time. If they chatted too much, they might know who the other person was.
So, when we chat, it’s very chaotic, everyone is talking about all kinds of nonsense, and sometimes they even deliberately imitate other people’s way of speaking to communicate.
Now, it is obvious that Mr. Li and Mr. Wang know each other and are considered an alliance.
Yuan Ruonan knows Mr. Wang's code name, but Mr. Wang doesn't know Yuan Ruonan's. Except for the person who has a ghost, everyone else has a mystery.
The six people seemed to be getting along, but there were many enemies among them! So even though they were arguing so much, none of them disclosed their accounts, and the three "ghosts" also came out. At first, they said that there was nothing wrong with their identities, but later they began to instigate that what Wang Huadong said was problematic.
Now, many people began to doubt what Wang Huadong said. No one doubted that Wang Huadong was not Wang Qianyi's son, but everyone really suspected that Wang Huadong was here to cause trouble.
Lao Ma and the other three still felt that the share was too little, but they stopped making a fuss and began to probe Wang Huadong's background.
Just then, someone else came, a young man, and he pushed the door open and walked into the house.
Bai Song took a look at this person and felt inexplicably familiar, but he was sure that he had never met him in person.
"Who are you?" Mr. Li was the first to stand up and looked at the man warily.
There are his people at the door of this house, so he won't let anyone in casually.
"Let me show you something, Mr. Li," the man handed the phone to Mr. Li.
Mr. Li looked at it and asked: "Why doesn't she come in person?"
"If there's anything, I'll take her place," the man said.
"You can't replace him," Mr. Li shook his head.
"Then take a look at this," the man took the phone, fiddled with it for a while, and handed it to Mr. Li.
After reading it, Mr. Li frowned and said to everyone, "He is from that side and has the white goods line."
"Cash?" Yuan Ruonan was the first to object: "I would rather make less money than touch this again."
"I won't touch it either," Mr. Wang shook his head.
Generally, those who smuggle this are desperate criminals. Now that these people have enough food and drink, no one wants to touch these things.
Bai Song already knew who this person was. This was the one he met in Tianhua City. Some time ago in Lugu Lake, Wang Liang sent Bai Song a video with a video of the suspect in the Tianhua Port white goods smuggling case. Although his face was not clearly shown, it was basically confirmed that he was a man around 35 years old.
Not only that, Bai Song also recorded the person's walking posture, that is, gait.
Gait technology is a very advanced recognition technology, belonging to the branch of biomechanics, which is both difficult and simple. It is simple because almost everyone can roughly remember how the most familiar people walk, but the difficulty lies in how to quantify and analyze it.
Thinking of this, Bai Song gave Huadong a few looks, and Huadong understood what he meant.
It's not that eye contact can be used for communication which is so complicated. He had already done some preparation before coming here. The possibility of this person appearing was also one of the contingency plans. But now, Bai Song was confused as to why that woman, the real leader, didn't come.
"This is just a channel. Do you understand? If I have this channel, I definitely have other channels," the young man said, "and the money that can be laundered here is not a small amount."
Hearing this, Huadong burst out laughing.
The inappropriate smile at this moment immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Who are you?" The young man then noticed Wang Huadong. There was no information about this person in his mind.
"I don't need to tell you who I am," Wang Huadong said with a smile, "but I do know who you are. And I know that if anyone catches you and hands you over to the police, the merit they have gained will be enough to save you from the death penalty."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" The young man was startled, but he didn't show it: "You little brat, do you think I'll be scared by you?"
"Weren't you responsible for the one ton of cargo at Tianhua Port a few days ago?" Wang Huadong said directly, "Several warlords over there want to deal with you. Do you still have a way? Do you dare to leave the country again?"
Regarding this matter, since the source was found, ICPO also stepped in. Some people were in trouble because of this, and the blame was all put on this young man.
"Wasn't that woman the one who did it?" Yuan Ruonan stood up and interrupted.
"Only a few of us know it's her," Wang Huadong said, "People outside, including those abroad, are keeping an eye on this person."
"Oh, then it's just a scapegoat," Yuan Ruonan sat down, obviously not interested anymore.
Yuan Ruonan was not interested, but Mr. Ma was. His brother was arrested by the police and might be sentenced to a heavy sentence. If he used this man to gain meritorious service...
Mr. Ma also brought two people with him and gave his two younger brothers a look, indicating that they should not let this man go for a while.
"On behalf of..." The young man was about to speak, but when he saw the look in Mr. Ma's eyes, he immediately understood what he meant. He was also a smart man, so he quickly greeted Mr. Ma: "Mr. Ma Zaihua, I say hello to you on behalf of Sister Xia."
When Mr. Ma heard this, he immediately put his plan on hold. My goodness, they already knew his real name. If he sent this person to jail, wouldn't that mean he would have to go to jail too?
Seeing that the young man could easily call out Mr. Ma's full name, everyone acquiesced to his existence, which meant that he was indeed qualified to represent that woman, that is, "Sister Xia."
Having intelligence is a strength in itself.
Seeing that the situation had eased, Wang Huadong naturally couldn't let these people get what they wanted: "So why are you here? Why doesn't she come?"
"Sister Xia has something else to do."
"Is it more important than all of us getting together today? It wasn't like this when she came to us at the beginning. Now she just sent a little brother to talk to us?" Wang Huadong continued.
Wang Huadong's words indirectly pulled the ten people on the scene into one camp. To be honest, even if Wang Huadong joined, he would only get one-tenth more of the profits at most, and there are other channels, so the total profits might increase. So, generally speaking, Wang Huadong is still one of them.
If Wang Huadong had said this before, he would have been scolded, but now no one is scolding Wang Huadong. It will not hurt anyone to suppress this young man.
"Mr. Wang," the young man took the phone and showed something to Mr. Wang. Before coming, Sister Xia had told him that if there were any conflicts, then Mr. Wang and Mr. Li would be closer allies.
The believers who developed in Xiangge County were mainly helped by Mr. Wang and Mr. Li.
He had just come in and met with General Manager Li, and now he wanted to show his relationship with General Manager Wang so that he could stand more firmly.
In general, among the six people, Mr. Wang and Mr. Li have their own "ghosts", so they are naturally more powerful.
After looking at the content on the young man's phone, Mr. Wang nodded and said, "Everyone, please give me some face. He is of great value and will benefit us all. If there is anything else, let's finish discussing today's matter first."
As he spoke, Mr. Wang stared at Wang Huadong. There were many meanings in his eyes, including threats and other emotions, but in the end he treated Wang Huadong as an equal.
"Eh?" Wang Huadong was not happy. "Why are you staring at me? I have no problem giving face to Mr. Li and his men, but why should I give face to you? Are you one of the five code names I just mentioned?"
"Who said there is no me!" As soon as Mr. Wang finished speaking, he realized that he was wrong.
The correct statement should be to emphasize that Wang Huadong's five codes are incomplete, rather than saying that he is not included.
"You?" Wang Huadong said with a smile, "What's your code? Do you need me to make it public?"
Mr. Wang's face changed drastically, and he suddenly found himself in a difficult situation.
He can't make his code public, because he knows that his "alias" has had many conflicts with others. If he makes his code public completely, someone will definitely find a way to cheat him!
And if I don’t say anything now, doesn’t that prove that what Wang Huadong said is true?
All of a sudden, Mr. Wang was also pulled to the opposite side, but he didn't understand at all. Although Wang Huadong was in the group, how did he know who he was?
For a moment, he looked at Mr. Li and Yuan Ruonan. He was sure that only these two people knew his number! So one of them must have informed Wang Huadong.
It is unlikely that it will be Mr. Li. Mr. Li and Mr. Wang must share a common destiny, and the two of them will benefit from working together.
It must be this woman!
The question is how did Yuan Ruonan know his code? He has always been very cautious in what he says and never reveals his information... I used to think Yuan Ruonan had some powerful tricks, but now it seems that Yuan Ruonan also has "tricks", so could it be that Mr. Li and Yuan Ruonan have formed an alliance?
If that's the case, it makes sense for Mr. Li to sell him out...
But Mr. Li just spoke up for him and helped him out...
Mr. Wang’s imagination exploded. He was not that smart to begin with, and now he felt terrible.
As Mr. Wang fell silent, the room was filled with dozens of people, and one could hear a pin drop. No one knew what to say, and Mr. Li didn't dare to speak casually. Just now, Wang Huadong didn't read Mr. Wang's number, and he thought it was a coincidence, thinking that Wang Huadong deliberately read five people's number to sow discord, but now it is certain that Wang Huadong knew that Mr. Wang's number was not among the five people, and this problem is much more serious!
"Everyone," Ma Zaihua said angrily, "What's going on with us now? How much benefit did you guys get behind my back?"
Ma Zaihua was the first to speak, and the other two bosses without "ghosts" were also unhappy. The bodyguards behind them also put their hands on their waists, and no one knew what preparations they were making.
All of a sudden, the atmosphere became solemn.
Seeing that everyone was preparing something, Bai Song quietly took off his schoolbag, quietly took out an AK and handed it to the SWAT. Then, he rummaged through his schoolbag again and slowly took out the second one.
Everyone was stunned. There were more than one of these? ? ?
Then, Bai Song bent down, looked at everyone's eyes vigilantly, reached into the bag and wanted to take something out, but seeing that everyone was staring at him, he didn't dare to do it.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the two people. Bai Song felt a little embarrassed and stretched out his hand to greet them: "Sorry, sorry, I'm afraid it will get rusty..."
"Brother Wang, Brother Wang!" Mr. Li didn't know what Wang Huadong's name was, but since he was Wang Qianyi's son, his surname must be Wang. He was sweating. All of them combined were not as powerful as these two! And these things were not that easy to deal with! In a hurry, he directly called Wang Huadong, who was 20 years younger than him, "Brother".
"Mr. Li, why are you so polite?" Wang Huadong coughed and signaled Bai Song to stop taking things out of the bag. "I, a young man, don't understand the rules very well, but I know that the rules of the older generation cannot be broken. No matter what mistakes my father made, the old rules are the old rules."
Wang Huadong's words were obviously unreasonable. Wang Qianyi was the one who broke the rules the most. He had screwed everyone over in order to protect himself. But now everyone was a little panicked by Wang Huadong's appearance.
The most important thing is that Bai Song was still fiddling with it, as if he had never played with this thing before. Now it was in this direction, and then in another direction. Even though everyone was a big shot, they were a little panicked.
"I agree that Wang Qianyi's son should get a share," Ma Zaihua was the first to nod. He had already discovered that people like Mr. Wang and Mr. Li must have taken more than they deserved. If Wang Huadong was brought in, he might get even more!
As one of the five people just confirmed by Wang Huadong, he is definitely a vested interest!
"I agree too." The other two people who didn't have "ghosts" said one after another.
"Of course there is no problem with that," Mr. Li nodded, "No need to say more, there will definitely be one for Mr. Wang."
After saying that, Mr. Li coughed. It was obvious that calling Wang Huadong "Mr. Wang" was more comfortable than "Brother Wang"...
Mr. Wang didn't know what to say. He knew that the "Mr. Wang" that Mr. Li just mentioned was not referring to him, but looking at Bai Song and the other person, he didn't dare to act rashly: "I agree, but I am also in this industry like Lao Ma, with more than 20 years of experience. I am definitely a veteran. I must have my own account. You don't need to worry."
Mr. Wang's IQ is high now, and there is definitely nothing wrong with what he said. Ma Zaihua just said that. He is an old man, and he is qualified to take advantage of his seniority.
"Alright, alright." Mr. Li also knew that he needed to divert the conflict now, otherwise Mr. Wang would fight with him. At this time, in order to protect Mr. Wang, he could only sacrifice the newcomer: "By the way, what is Sister Xia's purpose in asking you to come?"
The young man was in great pain. How the hell was he supposed to do this? Before he came, who knew that this place had the firepower of a division?
This time, the young man couldn't be fooled. It was not like he had never seen such a situation before. He had smuggled much more than this in Tianhua Port, but he had to say what he wanted and when he was under someone's roof, he had to bow his head.
"I'll be frank," the young man said, directly stating his bottom line: "Sister Xia is injured and can't come, but the injury is not serious and she will probably recover in a few days, so he had to let me come. You don't need to worry about Sister Xia's sincerity. I have something else to tell you later. The interests involved are huge. If this goes through, everyone's annual income will at least double, and the risk will not increase."
These people were all experienced people, so it was impossible for them to get excited after hearing such a sentence. They just waited quietly for the young man to continue speaking. In fact, based on what the young man just said, everyone was more concerned about why Sister Xia was injured.
"For the rest of the conversation, only the nine... ten people with the code are qualified to listen." The young man knew that there were nine people in the group, but now he had to add Wang Huadong.
After he said this, Mr. Wang and the three "ghosts" were happy, as it meant that they were all recognized.
This matter of interests is very important. Mr. Li waved his hand and asked his two men to leave.
Seeing this, Wang Huadong also asked Bai Song and the other two to leave.
Wang Huadong's approach was recognized by the other bigwigs. In this situation, he should be sensible and take the initiative to use his superior strength. This is the bearing that a man of great potential should have!
If Wang Huadong uses his strength to oppress everyone by force, it would be meaningless because no one is weak in theory.
This is also the reason why many gang bosses usually fight to the end themselves without their subordinates, because if they bring their subordinates with them and retreat in some situations, they will be looked down upon.
After Bai Song and others left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became much more relaxed, and the young man finally found a chair to sit on.
…
After going out, everyone stayed away from Bai Song and the other two. Everyone knew that they couldn't just pull the trigger, but if these two psychos were in a bad mood and beat them up, they would be right and have no place to cry! From their performance at the door just now, everyone knew that they were no match for these two.
"Where is the toilet?" Bai Song asked.
Someone who was familiar with the place pointed Bai Song in a direction. Bai Song walked straight over and prepared to flush the toilet.
When he got to the toilet, he took out a small detector and tested it. He found that there was indeed no surveillance equipment near the toilet. Then he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Wang Liang using an encrypted method.
Simply put, it is to check which hospital, including private clinics, has admitted female injured patients, including but not limited to knife wounds, accidents, etc. The search range must be within a diameter of 200 kilometers. In addition, all accidents, car accidents, unexpected events, fights, etc. must be checked.
Such a request is actually really exaggerated, but Ren Hao is here, it is not as difficult as imagined. The population of the surrounding 200 kilometers is about one million, that is, the population of the two districts of Shangjing, and there are not many female injured. The difficulty lies in that this person will definitely not go to a particularly conspicuous large hospital, and may even have his own private treatment point, so the accident and other situations must also be checked.
The message was sent very quickly. Bai Song finished using the toilet and then returned to the door of the house and stood with his SWAT brothers.
Among all the people, Bai Song and the other two were closest to the gate, but the others couldn't say anything.
"Do you want to smoke?" Bai Song asked his special police brothers.
"Have one."
Bai Song nodded and took off his schoolbag.
Everyone's eyes were on Bai Song and the other man, fearing that another RPG or something like that would be taken out of the big bag.
But it was obvious that Bai Song was really talking about cigarettes. He took out a rusty iron box from his bag, opened it with force, and handed the box to the special police. The special police held the box, and Bai Song took out a dirty-looking plastic bottle and a brand new sealed bag from it. The sealed bag contained cigarette paper, and the plastic bottle contained tobacco leaves. He rolled cigarettes as if no one was around.
Two cigarettes were rolled quickly. Bai Song put away the bottle and box and handed a cigarette to the special police.
"Where's the fire?" asked the SWAT brother in surprise.
"Fireworks are strictly prohibited in the forest. I threw away the fireworks before going up the mountain." Bai Song said.
"..." The SWAT brother thought to himself that there was no script before he came, and the lines were not right!
To be honest, if it was Wang Liang, he would have known how to make up a story with Bai Song a long time ago, but he was not familiar with Bai Song. He was good at fighting together, but not good at talking nonsense together. He could only say, "I don't have fire either, what should I do?"
Everyone around was speechless, but no one dared to laugh. Bai Song looked at everyone and asked, "Who has a fire? Lend me one?"
No one would pay attention to Bai Song at this time. No one wanted to provoke them, but no one wanted to make friends with them either.
Seeing this, Bai Song scratched his head and said, "What can I do if I don't have a lighter? I just went to the toilet and didn't see any waiters on the way. I'll go in and ask them if they have brought any lighters."
"This is inappropriate," the SWAT officer knew what to say at this point, "It's not okay to go in. There's no one shouting inside."
"That's right..." Bai Song scratched his head anxiously. It was too uncomfortable to have smoke but no fire!
The others felt like laughing when they saw this scene. These two had been pretending for a long time, and now they were making a fool of themselves! The more this happened, the less likely it was that someone would help pass on the fire.
"There is a way. How difficult is it to start a fire?" Bai Song smiled, removed the magazine, and ejected a bright orange 7.62.
In fact, before this, although people like Yuan Ruonan had already confirmed that Bai Song was the real guy, others were still somewhat skeptical. But at this moment, everyone understood that it was not fake, and everyone stopped laughing and wanted to see what Bai Song was going to do.
Next, Bai Song took out a hammer from his backpack and placed the bullet on the ground, intending to knock off the bullet head and then find a way to pour out the gunpowder.
There are many violent ways to ignite gunpowder. As long as the gunpowder explodes, it is theoretically possible to light a cigarette.
When Bai Song took out the hammer, everyone present was stunned again. One of them was afraid of making a big fuss, so he immediately threw a lighter over and said, "I just touched my pocket and found one. I'm giving it to you. You don't have to return it."
Bai Song was very happy to see this. He picked up the bullet, put the hammer back into the backpack, and then took out something from the bag that looked like a big round pancake, and then stuck the bullet inside.
There is no doubt that this thing must be specially used to load bullets. The sound of the perfect fit alone means everything.
Some of these people have military experience and know a little bit about it. Some experts have already figured out what it is: the MDG1 drum magazine! Made in China! (Public data, please do not edit it)
Domestically produced means for military use, there is no doubt about that.
This kind of thing is very common in games, and many of them have a capacity of 150 rounds. In reality, they are not that cruel. This one has a capacity of 75 rounds!
Therefore, these people didn't know what to think about what Bai Song and the other two were doing. They were only at the level of thugs, but they were also confidants. Now they were trying to inform their boss of the "intelligence" they had just obtained, so as to ensure that they could re-estimate the strength of these two people later.
No wonder Wang Huadong, as the son of Wang Qianyi, dared to come in such a high profile even though he knew that his father had offended everyone. He was indeed well prepared.
In fact, Ren Hao had considered these things before coming here.
Having a gun and not using it and having no gun at all are two different things. The Southern Xinjiang Provincial Department is willing to provide full support. There is really no shortage of such guys in Southern Xinjiang.
In places like Shangjing and Tianhua, police officers use Type 92 pistols or shotguns that use pain-block bullets when responding to calls. However, this is not the case in southern Xinjiang. Due to the harsher environment, Type 81 submachine guns and Type 81 rifles are used extensively here.
As we all know, the Type 81 and the AK are inseparable. The Type 81 is an improvement on the Type 56, and the Type 56 is basically a domestic product of the AK. Adding the captured ones, it is easy to find the things that Bai Song brought.
Bai Song lit a cigarette and took a deep puff.
As a person who cannot smoke, he had to smoke several times due to work reasons, but at this moment, he almost couldn't resist smoking this dry tobacco. He could only forcefully control his expression and felt very comfortable.
The SWAT guy does smoke, and he's okay with it.
These tobacco leaves are picked out from packaged Yunyan cigarettes, so apart from the lack of filters, they are no different from ordinary Yunyan cigarettes.
He was smoking happily when a voice suddenly came from the room. Wang Huadong shouted, "Stop it!"
The door has a good soundproofing effect. Normal conversations inside cannot be heard outside, but shouting like this can definitely be heard. Bai Song became anxious when he heard it. He glanced at the SWAT police. The two of them didn't say much. They took two steps back, rushed forward quickly, and then kicked at the same door at the same time near the handle.
This is a double door, very solid, but when two people kicked it, the middle part of the upper and lower door frames were obviously bent inward. It is obvious that the quality of this door is very solid, but the door frame is not good. It will only take a few kicks to open it.
This kick scared so many people outside that they wanted to come up and pull it out but they didn't dare to.
Fortunately, the people inside also heard the loud noise. The young man immediately came over to open the door and asked what happened. However, the door had been kicked and was not easy to open. The young man pulled hard, and Bai Song pushed hard from the outside before it was opened.
"Someone is beating someone up?" Bai Song poked his head in to see, only to find that it was not Wang Huadong who was being beaten, but Ma Zaihua who was fighting with one of the "ghosts".
It can be seen that Ma Zaihua was completely sure that this person was not qualified to make any profit and he acted deliberately.
"It's okay, it's okay," Wang Huadong waved his hand, "You guys go out."
"Oh oh oh, as long as you're okay." Bai Song stepped out directly.
After Bai Song left, the young man tried to close the door, but it wouldn't close. Just because it was opened just now doesn't mean it can be closed now.
It would be embarrassing if this door couldn't be closed.
There are two choices: either move to another house or make Bai Song and his people stay away.
It is difficult to retreat, depending on the determination of Bai Song and the other two to "protect the emperor", leaving the house is no problem, but staying away is impossible.
Changing the house is even more problematic. It's not that there are no other houses, but so many big guys are having a great time talking. If we move all these things out and change the house, it will seem very embarrassing.
Just this simple fork ruined everything we just talked about, but no one could say anything. Blame Ma Zaihua? Mr. Wang didn't dare... because it was his "ghost" that was exposed and beaten, and he couldn't admit it, nor could he help...
Mr. Wang was very depressed tonight. He still didn't know why Wang Huadong knew his code...
The reason is actually very simple, that is, he misjudged people's hearts.
When he wanted to win over the college student who allowed his classmate to die without saving him, it was because he had encountered such a thing before, and he felt that such people were desperate desperados who could be easily controlled because they had no way out.
But obviously this college student had not reached that stage yet. His parents still contacted him and told him that his family was willing to pay compensation and that they would not have too much responsibility if he returned. They would change his school and let him start over.
Sometimes parents are like this, willing to sell their house and land to let their children take responsibility for their mistakes and give them a chance to be reborn.
No one wants to drift away if they can live well, let alone walk down the dark path, so the college student was successfully rescued. Because Mr. Wang didn't take him seriously at all, no one cared about his movements.
However, this college student brought a piece of information. He easily remembered Mr. Wang's six-digit code because Mr. Wang asked him to fiddle with the phone for a while... As a college student, six digits are so easy to remember. Even if he can't remember them, he can determine who is Mr. Wang by remembering four or five of them!
Therefore, it is not unfair for Mr. Wang to be unlucky this time.
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