My Gold Rush Career Begins in 1984

Chapter 219 I think you can definitely hold on.
Wu Yang stepped forward and kicked Wu Fusheng in the back of the knee, immediately making him kneel down. Then he kicked him in the back, making him fall to the ground. He stepped on Wu Fusheng's back, took the slingshot strap that Wu Fusheng was carrying, and put it around Wu Fusheng's neck, completely subduing him.

Zhou Jingming walked around to Wu Fusheng and squatted down: "Before you ask me what I did, why don't you ask yourself what you did to me?"

"What did I do? I didn't do anything!"

Wu Fusheng's voice became hoarse from the tightness of the gun strap. He kept pulling on the strap with both hands, trying to find a chance to catch his breath.

"You're being stubborn, aren't you? Well, let me remind you, what were you, your three subordinates, and that woman in the plaid coat doing in Chengdu that year during the Spring Festival?"

“We’re just passing through. You know I’m from the Luoyue region.”

“I know you’re from Shanglin, Luoyue… That day, if I hadn’t been careful, you would have surrounded me in the alleyway on my way to the bus station. I watched you searching for me from the top of the old factory building.”

To tell you the truth, I didn't come here for the gold mine; I came for you. Whether you admit it or not doesn't matter; in the end, it'll all be the same. I only have one question for you: where are the other two people who participated in ambush me? And how did you know to wait for me in Chengdu?

Wu Fusheng's group consisted of seven people, but now only Wu Fusheng, the woman in the plaid coat, and three of his men have been seen; the other two are nowhere to be found.

In addition, Zhou Jingming was also puzzled as to how Wu Fusheng knew so clearly about his whereabouts when he returned to his hometown that year.

He slung his Type 56 pistol over his shoulder, pulled out the Yingjisha knife from his waist, and slapped the blade against Wu Fusheng's face: "Tell the truth and I'll give you a quick death. If you don't cooperate, I don't mind playing with you. I want to see how tough your mouth can be."

Wu Fusheng glanced at the sharp knife, trembling all over. He had no choice but to confess: "Of those two, one lost a leg in a shootout last year, so I sent him back to his hometown. The other was shot dead during a shootout this year..."

Zhou Jingming waited for him to continue, but seeing that he remained silent, he slapped him across the face: "Do I have to ask you again?"

“I got the information from the geological team. He told me the location of your hometown, what places you would pass through by car, and also told me that when you went into the mountains, you would often record things in a notebook. There must be information about mineral deposits in it. Once you find them, you will definitely be able to find something out of them.”

Originally, I spent eight thousand yuan hoping to get his guidance, but he didn't tell me about the mining site, only about you. I went there specifically for that notebook, so I arrived in Chengdu early and had people waiting at the exit every day until you returned..."

This time, Wu Fusheng explained clearly: "I had a few of them find you and figure out a way to take your bag. That's the plan they devised."

Sure enough, I was betrayed.

Zhou Jingming narrowed his eyes: "Who sold me?"

"The guy from your geological team, the one who's competing with you for the administrative position, his surname is Yue..."

"Yue Qiyuan?"

"Yes, that's him!"

Now Zhou Jingming understood.

The geological team is a public institution. The professional and technical position is one of the three types of positions in public institutions. The other two types are administrative positions and skilled worker positions.

When Zhou Jingming was in the geological team, he was in a professional and technical position, where he was responsible for geological surveys. He conducted detailed investigations into the geological conditions of specific areas, including research on strata, rocks, structures, and minerals, to provide a basis for mineral resource development and geological disaster prevention.

Working in remote and desolate areas year-round, even after returning to Wucheng, there are endless reports to proofread, data to compile, and geological data to search for, and from time to time, one has to endure reprimands from departments handling classified information.

This kind of work can easily leave one physically and mentally exhausted.

Of course, if you have a high enough professional title, things will be much easier.

Zhou Jingming lost to Yue Qiyuan, who had connections, in his attempt to transfer to an administrative position through a professional title evaluation.

Originally, Zhou Jingming had become indifferent to this kind of thing, and he knew that no matter which unit he worked in, it would be the same.

Since his application for professional title was blocked, he lost interest in continuing to work in the geological team and chose to go into business.

Unexpectedly, Yue Qiyuan, who had already successfully obtained a professional title, would resort to such underhanded tactics after he was placed on unpaid leave.

That's rather inhumane.

Clearly, Wu Fusheng went to him to inquire about the mining site. He wanted to make money but didn't want to jeopardize his future by leaking information, so he simply pushed the problem onto Zhou Jingming.

What's most infuriating is that he actually betrayed the location of Zhou Jingming's hometown.

This money was earned far too easily.

I need to clean this up, otherwise I'll feel uneasy.

Zhou Jingming made up his mind, feeling that it was necessary for him to make a trip to Wucheng.

But he only thought about it briefly before suppressing the idea for the time being. Right now, he needed to deal with Wu Fusheng first.

"Now you know what you need to say, right?"

Zhou Jingming looked at him calmly: "Is it buying your life with money, or..."

"I'll give you money!"

Wu Fusheng agreed readily, but after he finished speaking, he began to have doubts: "Will you let me go if I give you money?"

Zhou Jingming chuckled: "You wish!"

Feeling that he had been tricked, Wu Fusheng suddenly became extremely angry. He struggled violently, trying to break free from Wu Yang's control.

But he soon discovered that the more he struggled, the harder Wu Yang stepped on his back, and the tighter the gun strap around his neck became, making it all futile.

But then Zhou Jingming continued, "I told you before, telling the truth will make your death quicker."

"Since we're all going to die anyway, I'll let my gold and money rot away forever, it won't benefit you."

Wu Fusheng roared angrily.

Zhou Jingming chuckled: "That's not necessarily true... To be honest, when I was in Golmud, I already found your Golden Building and saw your mistress. If you don't want to talk about it, I can ask her. Also, don't wait for your car. We followed your car here. Those five idiots even tried to steal my motorcycle on the way. They didn't die, but we crippled their legs."

As Zhou Jingming said this, he pulled out Wu Fusheng's left hand and stepped on it: "I believe you will speak."

He slowly inserted the Yingjisha knife into Wu Fusheng's index fingernail.

At that moment, Wu Fusheng's screams echoed through the wilderness. His whole body trembled violently, and his left hand bulged out like a chicken claw.

He tried to pull back, but was firmly stepped on, feeling as if he was about to be crushed.

He never expected that the seemingly gentle and mild-mannered exploration technician in front of him would have such a ruthless side.

"Look, this tastes pretty sour and refreshing... Hey, don't look at me with that venomous gaze. You provoked me first and crossed my line. I hope I'll still see that venomous look in your eyes when I lay my finger on you again."

Zhou Jingming looked completely calm, as if he were doing something very ordinary.

He pulled out a knife and began to pry open Wu Fusheng's left middle finger: "Fingers are connected to toes, I can cut at least twenty times. I think you can definitely withstand this excruciating pain. Or, let me give you a suggestion, such as biting your tongue and committing suicide. That way, I might not get anything."

Just as Zhou Jingming was about to strike his finger, Wu Fusheng finally begged for mercy: "Give me a quick death, I'll talk, I'll talk..."

Zhou Jingming stopped what he was doing and signaled Wu Yang to loosen the strap around Wu Fusheng's gun a little.

After Wu Fusheng caught his breath, Zhou Jingming urged, "If you're going to say it, hurry up. If not, I'll continue!"

"The gold I found during this period is still in the dugout. I put it under the bed and swept away the dirt. I could see a stone slab. The gold nuggets were in the pit under the stone slab, about eight kilograms in total."

I used to pan for gold in the Maqin Snow Mountain area and saved up some. I had a blacksmith melt it down into gold bars and put them in the building in Golmud. They are placed under the flower pots against the wall in the courtyard. You can see them if you remove the paving stones. They are one bar per kilogram, and there are twenty-three of them.

There's some money in the closet in the bedroom on the third floor. The closet has a hidden compartment... My mistress knows where it is; I entrusted the things to her to keep. It's probably around 500,000 yuan..."

Wu Fusheng had completely lost hope of living; his previous roars had turned into calm, lifeless silence.

Zhou Jingming didn't linger and gave Wu Yang a wink.

Wu Yang suddenly tightened the gun strap, pulling Wu Fusheng backward, and then stomped down on his neck.

With a snap, Wu Yang released his grip, and his head slumped limply down.

Wu Yang looked at Wu Fusheng and asked Zhou Jingming, "Brother Zhou, do you believe what he said?"

"I don't believe everything, but there must be some truth to it."

Zhou Jingming let out a long sigh of relief, and the resentment hidden in his heart dissipated considerably at this moment: "I never thought I could get everything, some gains are enough."

Zhou Jingming stood up and looked at the three people who had fallen behind him.

Both men were ruthless, shooting directly at the head, leaving no chance of survival.

(End of this chapter)