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Chapter 11 Civil Special Incident Investigation Bureau
"Hey hey..."

Before the fat man understood what was going on, he was pushed to the ground by several officers and soldiers, and he was buckled up with his backhand.

"No, sir, what's the matter? I only earn 200 for that porcelain bowl, so there's no need to treat me like this?"

The officers and soldiers obviously didn't listen to what the fat man said, they stuffed him into the car, and then drove away from here.

The people who watched the excitement couldn't react for a while, what happened?Especially the middle-aged man who had been deceived before, was holding the porcelain plate and froze in place, not knowing whether it was a happy event or a worry.

"What's going on? Was he arrested here?"

"It stands to reason that if you want to be arrested, you should be arrested by the criminal department. Why are people from the Military Mansion here?"

"Who is this person? It seems that the crime is not small, even the military mansion was alarmed."

"You don't even know who he is? You don't come to Balipu very often, do you? This is an old oilman from Balipu, who belongs to the kind of master who has to taste the salt in the frying pan!"

The unknown crowd gathered together and whispered, and everyone was guessing what happened?

However, the fat man sitting in the car was also at a loss. He kept asking the officers and soldiers on both sides, but the officers and soldiers on both sides did not give any response.

This made Fatty really panic. While sitting on the military vehicle, he seemed to have thought about all the bad things he did from birth to now.

This person doesn't do big bad things, and keeps doing small bad things, but no matter how you think about it, he won't alarm the military government, right?
However, just as the car drove out of Balipu, the fat man's eyes were covered with a black cloth.

From the moment he sat in the car, Fatty had been muttering in his heart.

What is this number?People from the military government came here to arrest me?
Still blindfolded, isn't this the standard equipment for escorting to the execution ground in the old life?
The key point is that I am not guilty of death, I just cheated some money, so I should be taken directly to be shot?
This bitch is too cruel, right?
Every minute and every second in the car, Fatty always felt like his days were like years.

He kept speculating about his current situation, but the more he thought about it, the more uncertain he became, so that the fat man's face along the way was no different from that of a pig's liver.

It's a pity that my mind and cleverness, which traverse the rivers and lakes, are useless in the face of this tough army at this moment.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the car finally stopped, and then the fat man was dragged into a room and sat on a chair.

The fat man, who was blindfolded, had no idea where he was, and the silence around him made the fat man feel very uneasy.

The surrounding coldness continued to hit, and the silent environment made it impossible for the fat man to distinguish the current situation.

Where is this?
Should I not be kidnapped?
No, the one who arrested me wasn't someone from the Military Mansion, so what's going on now?

The fat man who became more impatient in his heart finally couldn't help it:

"What's the matter? Officer, if you arrest me, arrest me. Let's not talk, okay?"

However, at this moment, a cold voice came, breaking the suffocating silence in the room.

"The return of the king, is it you?"

As soon as his name was called, the fat man nodded immediately:

"Hey, it's me, Guan Ye, can we take the things off our eyes first, and let me understand even if I die?"

Just as Fatty's voice fell, the blindfold was pulled off by a big hand.

The fat man blinked, and then he noticed that he was in a very dilapidated room at the moment.

This room is so simple that there is only a table and a chair on the opposite side, and at the moment, a man in official uniform is sitting on the chair, looking at the great flame badge on his shoulder, it is obvious that his rank is not low, and he Standing next to him was a man in a psychiatric hospital gown.

Even Fatty, who always thought he was well-informed, couldn't react to such a combination. He was stunned for a long time before tentatively saying:

"You... what are you doing?"

The person sitting opposite to the fat man was Feng Yun. At this moment, he looked at the fat man and said expressionlessly:

"It seems that you haven't figured out the situation yet. Let me tell you this, I arrested you, and I can guarantee that you won't be able to get out for a while."

Hearing this, the fat man was a little anxious:
"Officer, there must be a misunderstanding here, although I can't say I'm a good person, but I don't seem to be so bad.

Did you arrest the wrong person?But how can other villains be as suave as me? "

"Still poor?"

Feng Yun's tone became serious, and the fat man stopped talking immediately. Just when the atmosphere became a bit frozen, Feng Yun suddenly smiled:
"Wang Guilai, I know you quite well, and I brought you here because I wanted to discuss a deal with you.

Don't be nervous, although this is the Military Mansion, since it's a deal, even if you don't agree, I won't force you, but I will hand you over to Division Ti Xing.

You've sold a lot of fakes over the years, right?A lot of cultural relics of unknown origin have been dumped, right?The sum of the amount cannot be sentenced for a lifetime or at least ten years, so I advise you to be cautious in every sentence you say next. "

Feng Yun's words hit the fat man's weakness directly, and made the fat man a little dumbfounded.

The officer in front of me is too wild, right?

The words are not coercive, but every word and every word is intimidating.

The key point is that the fat man still eats this, who made him feel guilty?

Over the years, he has been cheating and cheating, and he has indeed sold a lot of fake products. If you want to pursue the real ones on the line, you really don't want to find them out in less than ten years.

But now the fat man is indeed a little confused about the situation in front of him, so he can only ask cautiously:

"My lord, let's talk about it. What do you mean by the deal you just said? Is it true that the military government also wants to dump antiques?"

"No!"

Feng Yun looked at the fat man seriously, and said word by word:

"The deal I'm talking about is for you to join a special organization!

And in exchange, I can temporarily not pursue the things you did before, after all, you can be regarded as guilty and meritorious. "

"What? Put me in a state agency?"

The fat man's eyes widened with a dazed look on his face.

"That's right!
With your ability and talent, you shouldn't be limited to reselling antiques in the marketplace. You should also know that this road won't go far in the face of the Great Flame Law.

After all, this is just a cultural relic dealer after all, and he can't get on the stage.

So, I want you to join this special agency - the polling bureau.Serving the country and atoning for your merits, you no longer have to worry about it every day. "

After hearing the words, the fat man looked suspicious, with disbelief in his eyes.

He seemed puzzled, he deserved it too?
Also, this organization will not be a bluff, will it?

"Master Jun, what kind of institution is this? Why have I never heard of it, could it be..."

Feng Yun casually interrupted him:
"The Poll Bureau, you can understand it as the Civilian Special Incident Investigation Bureau.

I am the director of the Polling Bureau, and my name is Feng Yun.

I hope you can join in. I still know a lot about your abilities and past.

As a person, you don't do anything that has anything to do with serious things, and you can say that you are good at everything else.

So now you are faced with a very important choice, or you will be sent to the Tixing Division, and you will be locked up for more than ten years and then come out and continue to hang around in Balipu, but you will never see the light in your life.

Or join the polling bureau, officially become a member of the official team, and at the same time, atone for the crime.

I'm not in a hurry, but you have to hurry up and think about it..."

(End of this chapter)