Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire-Chapter 43: Dong Zi Arrested

Jiang Cheng left Elder Xu’s house, replaying everything in her mind.

She felt that something had to happen today.

Riding her bicycle, Jiang Cheng quickly arrived at the junkyard. As soon as she locked her bike, she heard a cry.

"No! Take me! Take me!"

"Mom—save me!"

"Dong Zi! Don’t take my son, he really doesn’t know anything!"

Sister Kong’s cries were heart-wrenching, and Jiang Cheng ran into the backyard, taking in the scene before her.

Leader Tang was personally leading the team. Dong Zi was being pinned to the ground by three men, while Sister Kong was pleading desperately.

Sister Wang was trying to help Sister Kong but was concerned about her pregnancy.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng stepped forward to assist Sister Kong.

"Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng, my Dong Zi knows nothing! Please spare him!"

Jiang Cheng could guess it was about the police closing in on human traffickers, but she pretended not to understand, asking, "Sister Kong, what are you talking about? I don’t understand. How can I help Dong Zi?"

Sister Kong trembled, gripping Jiang Cheng’s leg with her hands, breathing heavily, "Dong Zi wanted to drug you, I didn’t help him. I know he’s wrong, I didn’t help him! He didn’t succeed, don’t take him!"

"He was just deceived, he had an idea, he really didn’t succeed in doing anything!"

Sister Kong wept in agony, kneeling in circles, pleading for mercy.

Jiang Cheng was momentarily speechless.

She had guessed correctly, Dong Zi wanted to follow Sister Kong’s plan to drug her.

Yet it was unexpected that Sister Kong, who usually spoiled Dong Zi, actually didn’t help him.

Sister Kong was finally helped to her feet by Jiang Cheng.

In the end, Jiang Cheng accompanied Sister Kong to the police station.

After nearly a day’s interrogation, the situation gradually became clear.

The traffickers deliberately sought out people like Dong Zi, using threats and temptations.

As long as he succeeded in bringing in a target, whether a woman or a child, people like Dong Zi at the margins would truly be part of the organization.

Dong Zi had followed Jiang Cheng for a few days and found no opportunity to act, so he sought Sister Kong to drug Jiang Cheng.

Sister Kong refused.

In her words, Dong Zi could fail to make money or even hit her, but he couldn’t harm others.

Dong Zi was drugged by Sister Kong and kept locked up at home for many days.

Until Sister Kong thought everything was fine and reduced the drug dosage, Dong Zi regained his strength and ran out, with his first reaction being to retaliate against his own mother.

Just as Dong Zi was about to hit Sister Kong, he was restrained by several police officers.

Jiang Cheng and Sister Kong left the police station together.

She said nothing to Sister Kong, should she offer comfort?

She didn’t want to.

After giving Sister Kong a slight nod, Jiang Cheng left first.

Sister Kong stood in a daze at the police station entrance, her eyes gradually turning determined, heading towards the junkyard.

*

After leaving the police station, Jiang Cheng went to night school.

After finishing her class with Teacher Lü, Teacher Lü handed her a thin foreign language book.

"Translate it into Chinese, you can earn money."

Jiang Cheng’s eyes lit up; she knew this meant her translation skills recently met Teacher Lü’s standards, and he was starting to give her real translation work.

"Thank you, teacher."

"Don’t thank me; once you finish translating this book, you can apply for a translation certificate, then you won’t need to cover shifts."

Teacher Lü had always been concerned about Jiang Cheng covering shifts at the junkyard.

Jiang Cheng squatted down, rubbing Teacher Lü’s leg with her hands.

"Teacher, does it feel good?"

Teacher Lü deliberately kept a straight face, "It’s okay."

Jiang Cheng immediately increased her effort, asking, "How about now?"

"Just barely."

The two playfully teased each other, and in the end, Teacher Lü shooed Jiang Cheng away to attend class.

Jiang Cheng, leaving the office, stood on the third floor, looking toward the junkyard, recalling her glance back at the police station entrance.

Why was Sister Kong heading back to the junkyard?

Why was Sister Kong so nervous when Jiang Cheng first took the steamed bun?

Why were there people speaking a foreign language outside the junkyard walls?

Another odd thing: The dog that guarded the junkyard at night, Da Huang, was always asleep in the morning.

Where did Sister Kong get the drugs to use on Dong Zi?

Piece by piece, one by one, Jiang Cheng’s mind was working rapidly.

Today was the 20th, the day to tally up the junkyard. Everyone should be resting after the day’s work, and there should be no one there.

With this in mind, Jiang Cheng turned and ran to Principal Wang’s office.

"Bang—Principal!"

Principal Wang, who was sipping tea, was startled by Jiang Cheng’s sudden entrance, coughing uncontrollably.

"Principal, do you want the night school to become an advanced unit?"

"Cough, cough—Jiang Cheng, are you dreaming? Impossible—"

Jiang Cheng didn’t have time to waste and directly interrupted, "There’s an opportunity now, and I promise the night school will become an advanced unit!"

"Principal, are you in or not?"

*

July 20th, nighttime.

Under Principal Wang’s leadership, the night school organized a nighttime exercise activity.

Four classes of students, along with teachers from each subject, a total of one hundred and eight people.

Leading at the front, Principal Wang still couldn’t figure out why he agreed.

Not only did he agree, but why did the teachers agree so readily?

And the students, why were they so enthusiastic?

Jiang Cheng jogged from the end of the group to the front, speaking briefly with the person in charge of each class as she passed.

When she reached her own class, the person in charge was Zhang Cuijuan.

Finally holding a real title, Zhang Cuijuan was fully committed to doing well.

Jiang Cheng nodded to Zhang Cuijuan, who straightened up like a praised soldier, as if saying no one could do better than her.

The students from night school jogged toward the junkyard.

Principal Wang leaned over and whispered to Jiang Cheng, "What are we going to do?"

"I don’t know."

Those three words left the principal almost in tears.

He knew it!

He was on a thief’s ship!

"Fire!"

"Quick, put out the fire!"

The sudden shouts interrupted Principal Wang’s thoughts.

Jiang Cheng focused her gaze and saw the junkyard was on fire.

"Students, form teams of three, fight the fire!"

"Do not rush into the flames!"

Jiang Cheng quickly organized, directing some to fetch water, others to gather soil, ensuring safety while fighting the fire.

Ten minutes later, the firefighters arrived.

The night school students stepped back, making room.

Thanks to the initial efforts of the night school people, flammable materials had been isolated, significantly reducing the fire’s strength.

Half an hour later, the fire was finally extinguished.

In the rubble, a secret door was exposed in the warehouse where the junkyard stored sorted goods.

Things were becoming mysterious, and the police arrived.

Jiang Cheng and the night school students stood aside, watching the police open the secret door, and a person walked out.

Sister Kong.

Sister Kong was immediately arrested but appeared indifferent.

A few minutes later, the police exited the secret door, holding bronze antiques, exclaiming, "Captain, there’s more inside!"

Antique smuggling?

The clues in Jiang Cheng’s mind suddenly connected into a line.

Someone was using the junkyard as a cover to smuggle Hua Xia’s treasures to foreigners.