My Gold Rush Career Begins in 1984

Chapter 221 There's a dog in the yard
Twenty minutes later, Zhou Jingming met up with Wu Yang in a mountain valley. It was the place where they had sent the driver away earlier, and also where they had hidden the gun.

As soon as Zhou Jingming stopped the car, Wu Yang immediately came over with the guns in his arms.

As he was loading guns into the sack, he asked with a smile, "Brother Zhou, did you find anything?"

"Found it. Wu Fusheng did not lie about the location of the gold he hid in the dugout. It weighed about eight kilograms, and we also found more than two thousand yuan."

But that bastard was cunning; he'd placed a huge iron clamp in that pit that could break bones. If I hadn't hesitated and poked it with a branch first, my right hand might be useless now!

Zhou Jingming was still shaken: "When we go to Golmud to look for the gold bars and money that Wu Fusheng has hidden, we have to be careful, there might be a trap."

Wu Yang nodded: "If there really are as many as he said, there is indeed a high possibility that it's a scam."

"Let's go, we still have a long way to go. Tonight, we'll spend the night outside Itunbulak."

After tying the sacks to the motorcycle in Wuyang, Zhou Jingming straddled it and sat down. He then started the motorcycle and sped off towards Yitunbulak.

It borders Itunbulak and Mangya in the West Sea.

When the two arrived at Itunbulak, they felt it was still a bit early. Since they were going to spend the night in the wilderness anyway, they decided to travel a little further until they entered the Western Sea region and stopped when it was getting dark.

Even at this time of year, the West Sea is only scorching hot during the day, and still very cold at night.

The two busied themselves gathering firewood around them, building a fire, roasting some dry rations, and taking turns keeping watch to guard against possible wolf packs in the wild.

Fortunately, during the next two days of the trip, they only encountered a few tractors heading into Hoh Xil and a dozen or so gold prospectors.

They were just looking at each other from a distance, strangers to each other, wary of one another, and quickly moved away, and nothing happened.

That evening, the two arrived in Golmud, but instead of rushing into the city, they chose to stay in the wilderness outside the city.

It wasn't until late at night that Wu Yang and Zhou Jingming, each carrying a Type 56 pistol, sneaked into the city on foot.

The main problem is that riding a motorcycle makes too much noise.

These days, almost all the lights in the city are turned off after people go to sleep.

Even under the moonlight, the city still appeared dark and gloomy.

Zhou Jingming and Wu Yang had already memorized the location of Wu Fusheng's Golden Building. The two went straight downstairs, and apart from occasionally hearing a few barks from dogs, they did not see anything unusual along the way.

Wu Yang glanced at the two-meter-high wall surrounding the Western-style building, then took a few running steps, crossed his feet, and used the momentum to run two steps straight up the wall. He reached out and hooked his hand on the top of the wall, easily scaling it over, as nimble as a raccoon.

After waiting a moment, Wu Yang opened the courtyard gate from the inside. Zhou Jingming stepped aside and squeezed through the crack in the door. As he closed the door, he peeked outside again. Seeing no movement, he then closed the door completely.

Seeing Wu Yang preparing to continue approaching the gate of the Western-style building, Zhou Jingming grabbed him: "Slow down... Wu Fusheng is the kind of person who doesn't forget to put an iron trap even when hiding gold under his bed. If he really has so much gold and money hidden in this building, do you think he would just let a woman guard it? He must have other plans. Don't be careless."

Also, those guys we injured might come here to tip us off.

Wu Yang nodded, crouched down, and slowly led the way.

Just as I reached the center of the courtyard, I suddenly heard a powerful barking sound coming from behind the Western-style building.

There are dogs in this yard...

This is something I hadn't noticed before.

Perhaps it was because the big dog in the backyard hadn't been disturbed before.

As the barking of dogs began, Zhou Jingming and Wu Yang didn't dare to delay and quickened their pace toward the gate of the Western-style building.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw lights on in a room on the third floor, and someone with a flashlight was opening the window and shining it into the yard.

Zhou Jingming peeked out slightly and glanced upwards, recognizing the woman shining the flashlight as the one who had once worn the plaid coat.

Seeing that there were no other people around, Zhou Jingming didn't dare to delay. He took out his key, tried it a few times, and opened the door. The two of them immediately went inside and rushed up the stairs to the third floor.

Just as I reached the second floor, I bumped into the woman coming down. She pulled the pull-cord switch on the wall, and the lights in the room suddenly blazed on.

Zhou Jingming and Wu Yang were suddenly exposed in front of that woman.

Wu Yang reacted extremely quickly, immediately picking up the five or six half-stranded sword in his hand: "Dare to utter a sound, or I'll take your life right now."

Upon seeing this, the woman trembled in fright and dared not move. Her pajamas were quickly soaked, and a yellowish liquid flowed down her legs, pooling on the floor and emitting a foul odor.

She was so frightened that she peed herself.

"Enough with the small talk, you should still remember me!"

Zhou Jingming looked at her: "Jin Guancheng, you and Wu Fusheng plotted against me in the alley. If you really can't remember, I can tell you that someone pulled your clothes and covered your head, beat you up in the alley, and stole the things from your bag. That person was me."

You should remember me clearly and know why I'm here.

Don't have any extra hopes; Wu Fusheng has already been killed by us at the mining site in the Altun Mountains.

Now, I'll ask you questions, and you'll answer them... If you don't want to die..."

The last few words were squeezed out by Zhou Jingming through gritted teeth. Every time he saw this woman, he couldn't help but think of the years he spent in the labor camp in his previous life, and the suffering his parents had endured because of it. At this moment, he wished he could kill this woman immediately.

But in order to make another quick buck, he chose to hold back for the time being.

He simply threw Wu Fusheng's bunch of keys on the floor.

The woman stared at the dark muzzle of the gun Wu Yang was holding, not daring to move. Then she looked at the keys Zhou Jingming had thrown out, and dared not doubt that what Zhou Jingming said was false.

As Wu Fusheng's longest-serving lover, he knew how important the key was to her; it was something even she couldn't touch.

She could only nod repeatedly.

Zhou Jingming lowered his voice: "Is there anyone else in this room?"

The woman shook her head.

Zhou Jingming asked again, "A few days ago, did any of Wu Fusheng's men who drove cars to deliver furs to sheepskin buyers come here? Did they say anything?"

This time, the woman nodded: "Four of them came back, saying they were in an accident on the road, their car was hijacked, and all of them had their legs injured. They are still in the hospital. The one who was taken to drive the car has not yet returned."

The one who was shot in the leg was either a smart person who knew that Zhou Jingming and his group were going to cause trouble for Wu Fusheng and left that vortex of conflict early on, or he might have stopped in some town along the way, busy treating his wounds, and had not yet returned.

In any case, it's a good thing that these people didn't cause any more trouble.

Zhou Jingming then asked, "Do you know where Wu Fusheng hid the gold in the Golden Building? And what about his other money?"

The woman seemed to be hesitating about something and didn't speak.

Wu Yang was very direct. He stepped forward, pressed the gun directly against the woman's head, and commanded in a low voice, "Speak!"

The woman was even pushed back two steps by the gun pointed at her, looking at the two people in front of her with a panicked expression: "I said... the money, the money is in the hidden compartment of the closet in the bedroom on the third floor..."

That's exactly what Wu Fusheng said.

Zhou Jingming pressed on, "Where's the gold?"

The woman stammered, "The gold... the gold is under the flowerpot against the wall in the yard..."

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Zhou Jingming narrowed his eyes. He had a feeling that things were going too smoothly, unbelievably smoothly.

"Wu Yang, you watch over her. I'll go check on Jinzi. If anything happens, kill her immediately, make it as gruesome as possible..."

Zhou Jingming looked at the woman whose face was full of panic: "You'd better tell the truth."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to go downstairs.

They had already reached the stairwell when the woman suddenly called out, "Wait..."

Zhou Jingming stopped and turned to look at her.

"Under that flowerpot was a Soviet-made landmine that Wu Fusheng had somehow acquired. It would explode as soon as the flowerpot was moved or the floor tile was lifted..."

The woman said in a trembling voice, "That's what he used to harm his opponents."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jingming felt a chill run down his spine.

He knew that his earlier intimidation had worked.

"Do you know where he hid the gold?"

"I didn't know at first, but I glimpsed it from upstairs once... If I tell you the location, can you leave me alone?"

"Since you were quite sensible just now, I can spare your life if you cooperate. Anyway, my enemy is Wu Fusheng, who is already dead. I wouldn't make things difficult for a woman."

Of course, it's up to you whether you believe it or not.

After hesitating for a moment, the woman finally said, "The gold is hidden in the backyard, under the dog cage."

The dog in the cage is a large Tibetan Mastiff, very fierce, and only recognizes Wu Fusheng. When I'm at home, I even have to use a stick to push the food bowl over to feed it..."

Zhou Jingming nodded slightly: "Go upstairs first, put the money in... hurry up!"

The woman dared not delay and could only walk upstairs shakily.

Wu Yang carefully followed behind her, gun in hand, until they entered the bedroom, the muzzle of the gun never leaving the woman.

Urged on by him, the woman opened the wardrobe, flipped open a wooden board at the bottom, and took out stacks of 10,000 yuan bills from a hidden compartment.

Zhou Jingming found some burlap sacks and filled a shallow bag with several dozen kilograms of contents. He didn't count the exact amount, but he estimated it to be close to the 500,000 yuan that Wu Fusheng had mentioned.

After the task was completed, the two men were led by the woman to the backyard. There, they found a large dog locked in an iron cage at the corner of the wall. The cage was filthy, probably because the dog's excrement had not been cleaned for a long time. Even the Tibetan Mastiff was covered in filth, and a foul, fishy smell made them wrinkle their noses.

(End of this chapter)