I am a policeman

Chapter 102 Sandpipers and clams compete for the fisherman's profit
"Our boss is right in front." Pointing to the warehouse not far away, Lei Weidong said to He Wen.

"I hope you didn't lie to me, or else?" Looking at the warehouse not far away, He Wen made a throat-slitting gesture to Lei Weidong.

"No way, I dare not lie to you if I lie to anyone. Our boss has said so, and we will deal in front." Because through the phone, in order to prevent He Wen from hearing his own voice, Lei Weidong kept speaking in a voice-changing voice.

"I'm sorry you don't dare." He Wen nodded, waved his hand, and led his men to escort Lei Weidong, Curly Hair, Xiaomei and others to the warehouse.

"someone is coming."

In the warehouse, Chen Chao had already subdued Partridge and the others. When he heard footsteps coming from outside, he quickly asked his men to take cover and wait for the outsiders to take the bait.

"Where is the person you mentioned?"

He walked into the warehouse, turned on the light, and found that there was no one there, He Wen asked.

"This is the place, how could I lie to you, brother." Knowing that Chen Chao was peeking inside, Lei Weidong deliberately misled.

"Partridge, Dashengdi, where are you? We are here." Curly, who received Lei Weidong's hint, stepped forward and shouted.

"Big brother!"

Partridge, Dashengdi, and American Ginseng came out with some bruises and swollen faces, and called out to He Wen respectfully, "Brother."

"Big brother!"

Partridge and the others called him big brother, He Wen felt bad, and wondered if he was... Just as he was about to say something, he saw Chen Chao coming out from behind.

"I asked why the transaction failed. It turned out that you were playing tricks behind it."

"Brother Chao, you..."

"Brother, we only got one engraving plate, and the other engraving plate is where he is, so we have to find a way to get it out." How could Lei Weidong ask He Wen to explain, directly threw the engraving plate over, and pointed at Chen Chao.

"Give it to me."

Seeing the engraving in He Wen's hand, Chen Chao couldn't bear it, and asked his subordinates to bring the engraving gun back. .

He Wen is the same.

Before getting the engraving plate, I still wanted to explain it. I got half of the engraving plate, and if I want to hand it over, I will...

"What should we do now? If they decide the winner, we can..." Taking advantage of the two groups of people fighting together, the five lucky stars gathered together and looked at Lei Weidong, hoping that the troops he arranged would be effective.

"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other, bang!"

Lei Weidong took out his pistol, put on a very cool pose, and casually fired a shot into the sky.

"Don't move, we are the police!"

The impatient Chen Jiaju and others who were waiting outside rushed in immediately after receiving the signal.

Compared with drug dealers like Zhu Tao, Chen Chao and He Wen's counterfeit banknote gang is a small group. Although they have many men, they mostly use cold weapons and only a few pistols.

Facing the surging police, the two were dumbfounded. They couldn't resist, so they could only crouch down with their heads in their arms.

"Who are you?" Seeing the policeman saluting Lei Weidong, He Wen knew that he had been duped, this little bastard who nodded and bowed to him, buckled the boss one by one, was a policeman, and he seemed to be of a high rank.

"Lei Weidong, the head of the serious crime team of the Central Police Station, you must have heard of this name." Lei Weidong shrugged, "Bring here the evidence."

"Yes, sir."

With a big salute, he walked over to Chen Chao and He Wen and brought back the box and engraving.

"This time the stolen goods were taken together. Let's see what you have to say. Take them all away." Lei Weidong waved his hand, signaling to take the criminal back for interrogation.

"You go to the police station tomorrow to record a statement, and you can charge them with one more crime. The longer they spend in jail, the safer you will be in the future."
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"Did Super Chen tell you?"

Compared with He Wen, Lei Weidong paid more attention to Chen Chao, mainly asking where the engraving in his hand came from, which is the key to making counterfeit banknotes.

It can be said that if the authenticity of banknotes is not pursued, whoever owns the engraving can make counterfeit banknotes.

"No, he kept his mouth shut. He only said that he bought the engraving block from the black market at a huge expense. As for when he bought it, he didn't say who he bought it from.

And his lawyer has already arrived, with the lawyer's attention, we can't..." Chen Jiaju replied with a sigh of relief.

Because the stolen goods were obtained at the same time, the preparatory work for accusing Chen Chao and He Wen was basically completed in just one night, that is, the origin of the engraving was not asked, which made the work somewhat less perfect.

"Bring Chen Chao to the interrogation room, and help me buy two breakfasts, the richest." Jian Huizhen was not there, so Lei Weidong could only order Chen Jiaju to do things.

"Two, it's still the most abundant, head, can you finish it?" Chen Jiaju asked.

"One is for me, and the other is for Chen Chao. Anyone in the police station who hasn't eaten breakfast should also bring a copy, and it will be charged to me. If you can't take it, you can ask Dazui and the others to go with them." .”

"Understood!" Chen Jiaju burst into a smile.

The colleagues in the serious crime team have been busy all night, and they haven't had time to eat breakfast. It would be great if Ah Tou could treat him, so he bought the most sumptuous breakfast, since Ah Tou is rich.

He made at least a billion dollars during the trip to Macau, so there is no need to save on breakfast.

In the interrogation room, Lei Weidong met Chao Chen.

Compared with last night, Chen Chao was much more depressed. Also, he had to go back in a few days after he was released from prison, which would not be good for anyone.

"Eat it while it's hot. I'll treat you. You don't need to pay for it." Lei Weidong said slowly as he asked someone to uncuff Chen Chao's hands and put the breakfast in front of him.

"I'm going in soon. Although you have money, the prison has prison rules. It will take several years or even ten years to eat such a rich breakfast."

"Thanks, but I won't answer any questions without the lawyer here."

Chen Chao, who had been in prison, knew what was going on inside. He was not pretentious when he looked at the coffee and ham sandwich in front of him. He was a little hungry, so he picked it up and ate it.

"I didn't want to ask any questions, but I have some doubts and I want you to answer them." Lei Weidong casually picked up the sandwich, took a few bites, drank some coffee, and said.

"What doubts, if it doesn't involve the case, for the sake of this breakfast, I can answer." Chen Chao said.

"Counterfeit banknote dealers all sell counterfeit banknotes, and few sell engraving blocks, because this thing is not easy to make, and it requires a little bit of engraving by a master engraver, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

And in your transaction, you not only sold counterfeit banknotes but also engraved plates, which made me a little strange. Don’t you want to do it anymore and want to change careers.

Or are you just a middleman, and things are just turned around in your hands. You must know that you have just been released from prison. For counterfeit banknotes, engraving is only the foundation, and paper, ink, and equipment are all needed, which is hard to imagine..."

"You ask so many questions, how can I answer." Super Chen finished eating a sandwich, drank some milk, wiped his mouth, and said, "Why do you think I'm a middleman?"

"It's very simple. I didn't say it just now. Making counterfeit banknote engraving is just the foundation. Paper, ink, and equipment are three things. It's not that I look down on Xiangjiang.

As a city dominated by trade and real estate, there is no such technology at all, and it must be imported from outside.

I also looked at the counterfeit banknotes in the box. They belonged to B plus. It's hard to imagine such a thing. If you, a gangster who just got out of prison, can make it, there must be someone behind it. Maybe you are the bait thrown by others. "

(End of this chapter)