Wang Dabao and two team members from the department hadn't gone far when they ran into Feng Biao.
Upon seeing that it was Wang Dabao, Feng Biao immediately trotted over, his fat body swaying.
"So, did you find anything?"
"No."
Feng Biao sighed, took out a cigarette, and handed it to Wang Dabao.
Wang Dabao repeated what Section Chief Hu had said, and Feng Biao understood. He then ran into the Xiao family's house and took the motorcycle keys from Section Chief Hu.
Ten minutes later, Feng Biao arrived on his sidecar motorcycle to pick up Wang Dabao.
This area is full of cadre family housing, and Section Chief Hu's house isn't too far from the Xiao family's. Even so, ten minutes is considered fast for Feng Biao's size.
Seeing Feng Biao wiping away sweat in the cold wind, Wang Dabao nodded without saying anything and stepped into the sidecar.
On the way, Wang Dabao learned from Feng Biao that the person they were going to see was called Na Wu, and people in the underworld respectfully called him Master Na Wu.
This man used to make a living by walking, and he knew the ways of smuggling like the back of his hand. He could not only carry people but also goods. Although he walked, he also had connections in the waterways.
Later, times changed. Na Wu considered that he was getting old, his children were growing up, and he had enough money to spend, so he gradually withdrew from the business, essentially washing his hands of the trade and fading out of the scene.
Wang Dabao wrapped his cotton-padded coat tighter around himself, snorted coldly, "Their surname is Na, and they're even related to the imperial family."
The Qing Dynasty is long gone, so the title "Fifth Master" should be changed.
Otherwise, given what he's done, even if Wang Dabao shot him tonight, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Those five houses were detached and alone, located at the entrance of Hulu Lane. Although they were a bit far, this large area was still within the steel mill's residential area.
Stop the car and knock on the door.
The two waited outside the door for a full five minutes before they heard an impatient shout from inside.
"Who is it? Do you even know what time it is?!"
The door opened, and a young man, about the same age as Liu Guangtian, appeared, with gleaming eyes.
"Oh, it's Captain Feng. What's up?" The young man's tone softened when he saw it was Feng Biao.
Feng Biao took out a cigarette and handed it over: "If it's urgent, find Fifth Master."
The young man nodded and looked at Wang Dabao: "And who is this?"
"My deputy captain."
The young man hunched his shoulders and exhaled a large puff of smoke: "Captain Feng, tell me what's wrong, so I can go and tell the old man."
“A director’s child in the family quarters has gone missing. She’s a girl, around twenty years old. I’ve come here to ask Fifth Uncle for advice.”
"Okay, I'll go in and tell them."
The young man was about to close the door after he finished speaking when Feng Biao tried to stop him, but Wang Dabao stopped him with a look.
Hearing the young man's footsteps fade into the distance, Feng Biao spat on the ground, "Damn it, what a piece of trash, destined to die a violent death in the street sooner or later!"
Then Feng Biao looked apologetically at Wang Dabao: "Wang Ke..."
Wang Dabao waved his hand, took out a cigarette and handed it to Feng Biao. The two stood there in the cold wind: "Don't cause any trouble before you see this guy. If he doesn't appreciate our kindness, I don't mind sending him to meet the King of Hell."
Wang Dabao spoke casually, but to Feng Biao it was like a thunderclap.
Many times when Wang Dabao joked around with him or teased him, he would forget that this ridiculously young section chief in front of him had at least a hundred lives on his hands!
Feng Biao dared not even think about what a hundred lives meant. If he had to kill even one person, even if the other was an enemy agent, he would probably have nightmares every night.
Snakes and rats like those in the five caves, couldn't they just be killed off under any pretext? Wang Dabao still holds the position of deputy director.
Three minutes later, footsteps were heard.
The young man opened the door and lazily hummed, "Grandpa said it's cold outside and told you to come inside quickly. He's busy making you tea inside."
The young man led the two through the hall to an inner room on the north side.
As soon as you lift the curtain, a wave of heat rushes out. Inside, there's a heated kang bed and walls, a wall mirror and a calligraphy painting on the wall, and an eight-immortal table, official hat chairs and other items. It's old-fashioned and sophisticated.
The five men were not tall, were thin, and had two goatees hanging from the corners of their mouths.
"Captain Feng, I'm sorry for neglecting you both. Please sit down and have a cup of tea to warm yourselves up."
After exchanging a few polite words, Feng Biao explained his purpose, recounting Xiao Su's clothing characteristics, the time of her disappearance, and her route to work.
"Fifth Master, this is Beijing, the capital. I wonder which group of immortals have been passing through here recently and done this kind of thing?"
Wang Dabao took a sip of tea, his gaze fixed on the five.
From the moment Wang Dabao and Feng Biao entered the room, Na Wu noticed Wang Dabao.
Although Wang Dabao didn't reveal anything, Wu, a snake-like rat, still had a sharp eye and could tell at a glance that Wang Dabao was extraordinary.
Who is this?
"Wang Dabao".
Just as Feng Biao was about to speak, Wang Dabao announced his name.
The five people who were sitting cross-legged on the kang suddenly slid down and, with their legs weak, went to Wang Dabao.
"Fifth Master, what are you doing?"
Wang Dabao slowly put down his teacup and looked at the gaunt old man in front of him with a leisurely air.
Those five cold sweats just came down in an instant.
This large area is the residential area for the steel rolling mill's family members. As a former top figure in the underworld, Wu knew the leaders of the steel rolling mill's security department, and even some of the team members.
When Wang Dabao announced his name, he didn't think he was being tricked, especially since Captain Feng Biao was sitting right next to him.
Although he didn't know Wang Dabao's background, he knew that the other party was very powerful, with both himself and his background being even more powerful. He was definitely someone he couldn't afford to offend, and he could even say that touching him would mean certain death.
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