Tiger Police

Chapter 110 The Gang
Late at night.

Today it is the turn of Hu Pingtao and Ma Wenshan to be on the night shift.

A stray cat appeared at the gate of the police booth. It seemed to be attracted by the flashing red and blue police lights and stopped.Ma Wenshan deliberately teased him, pinched his throat and meowed a few times, but the indifferent cat ignored him and turned away.

"It's a female cat." Ma Wenshan said angrily.

Hu Pingtao joked: "Brother Ma, people obviously don't like you!"

Ma Wenshan said expertly: "This cat is pregnant."

Hu Pingtao smirked and said, "The seeds you planted?"

"Fuck you!" Ma Wenshan glared at him angrily: "Didn't you see that the cat's belly is swollen and big, almost dragging to the ground? It's about to give birth, it's looking for a nest!"

Hu Pingtao asked with interest: "How many cats can this cat give birth at a time?"

"At least three." Ma Wenshan sat on the chair with a leisurely expression: "The wild cats in the city are not cared for, and they are raised naturally. If you ask me, this is actually a good thing."

"Why?" Hu Pingtao didn't understand.

"The cat catches the mice. Look at how many mice there are in the sewers. You can't count them. Every year, the community releases rat poison at fixed points, but the killing is far behind the speed of the rats giving birth. If it weren't for these wild cats, The rats in the city must be overrun, and it will be troublesome then." Ma Wenshan's explanation made some sense.

Just as he was talking, a figure came in from outside.

"Rats are a good thing. In our hometown, rat meat is delicious, better than pork."

It was an acquaintance, Hu Yonggui, a migrant worker on a nearby construction site.

In the middle of the night, he often came to the police booth to ask for a cup of hot water.Come and go, know each other.

Ma Wenshan looked at him very unhappy: "Old Hu, I'm talking about rats, but the rats in your hometown are different. Besides, the sewers are dirty and smelly, and the rats there are not edible at all." .”

Hu Yonggui has always been smiling, and he will never get angry no matter what others say. He speaks in Sichuan dialect: "You come back to your hometown with me, and I will treat you to eat mountain rat meat."

Ma Wenshan gave him a blank look: "I'm not your wife, I'm going home with you...you're thinking too much."

Hu Pingtao heard the interesting conversation between the two, and smiled at Hu Yonggui: "Why are you guarding the construction site again tonight?"

Hu Yonggui nodded. As usual, he held an empty lunch box and two cold steamed buns: "Excuse me, I want some water."

Ma Wenshan looked at the dry steamed bun in his hand, frowned and said, "Old Hu, I'm not talking about you, money is not your way of saving money. You should eat as much as you want, otherwise how can your body bear it?"

Hu Yonggui said with a smile: "It costs a lot to raise a baby."

Hu Pingtao stood up from the chair, turned around and walked to the closet, opened the door, took out a pack of instant noodles, and handed it over.

Hu Yonggui didn't reach out to pick it up, but kept shaking his head: "This is no good, I can't eat your food for nothing."

Ma Wenshan persuaded from the side: "You just eat! Xiaohu treats guests today, and we all have a share."

Hu Yonggui hesitated, but Hu Pingtao directly grabbed the empty lunch box in his hand, without any explanation, tore open the instant noodle packaging bag, and then the seasoning packet, and then went to the water dispenser and pressed the hot water switch.

Ma Wenshan also stood up, pressed the bewildered Hu Yonggui on the chair, and said with a smile: "You can eat with peace of mind!"

Looking at the noodles in front of him, Hu Yonggui was very moved, and said in a low voice: "You...you are good people..."

At night, it was a little chilly.

His heart was filled with enthusiasm.

Looking at Hu Yonggui who lowered his head and slurped his noodles, Hu Pingtao smiled and asked, "Is it enough? Do you want another packet?"

"Enough! Enough!" Hu Yonggui nodded again and again: "No matter how much you eat, you won't be able to eat. You can't eat too much, it will be uncomfortable when you feel bloated."

After a pause, he shrunk his head, glanced outside the police booth, turned his head, and his eyes fell on Hu Pingtao.

"Let me tell you something! I don't know if it will be useful to you."

Hu Yonggui shrunk his head and lowered his voice: "Our boss is doing demolition, and the surrounding area is included in the scope of land acquisition. The government work here is doing well. Everyone in Guankou Village has signed the agreement. According to the photo area The plan is to relocate one after another. From the east to the south, one piece at a time.”

"I've been checking with people in the company recently. There are more people going to the south of Guankou Village. It's just two streets away from your police station. There is a small supermarket at the crossroads. There is a building to the west. I don't know if you have one. Haven `t been there?"

Hu Pingtao and Ma Wenshan looked at each other, and they both heard something in Hu Yonggui's words.

"Old Hu, did you find something?" Ma Wenshan asked.

Hu Yonggui was a little hesitant, hesitant to speak, and after a few seconds, he said slowly: "I don't know... I'm not sure, just seeing some people coming and going in that building, I feel uncomfortable. Like a nice guy."

Hu Pingtao pulled a chair from the side, sat down, and said solemnly: "Can you be more specific?"

Hu Yonggui nodded, and his voice was lower than before: "Those people are all young children. I have been there several times, and I often see them go downstairs to get things. They eat or take out. Every time A big box, at least a dozen servings. To live, you say it’s okay to order takeaway a few times once in a while, like every meal every day, who can bear it?”

Hu Pingtao thought about it and asked, "Is there some kind of company over there, where the staff order together at lunch?"

Hu Yonggui shook his head: "That's the marked lot to be demolished. I know best if there is a company. The report and plan clearly stated the demolition time, at most until the first half of next year. And the landlord has already signed the agreement. The time cannot exceed three months. If a company really wants to rent a building to work, it is impossible to choose that kind of place. After three months, you have to move, and you have to go back and forth, not to mention troubles, wasting time and money."

Ma Wenshan wondered: "Old Hu, why do you pay attention to such things?"

Hu Yonggui explained: "My wife called from home and said that the village sent a poverty alleviation team to help the poor and at the same time promote the popularization of the law. Now those who engage in pyramid schemes are too old. Relatives and friends, cheating one by one is counting as one. My wife is worried that I will be deceived, so she took photos of the promotional materials and sent them to me. I compared them and felt that the people in the building in the south of Guankou Village should be engaged in pyramid schemes. .”

Hu Pingtao didn't hesitate: "How about this, you can draw me the exact location on the map, and I'll go and have a look tomorrow."

……

At dawn, Hu Pingtao had already changed into casual clothes and went out.

The location given by Hu Yonggui was very accurate. The building was south of Guankou Village, more than 200 meters along the side street.There are three shops facing the street downstairs, and there are often small vendors selling vegetables and fruits with burdens.Turning right is a corridor with walls on both sides, just wide enough for a family car to pass through, and at both ends are brick gates installed by the village itself, as well as eye-catching height limit poles.

Some residents around have moved out, and there are still some tenants in the nearby buildings, but the number is much smaller than before, with less than half of the people left.

In the surrounding buildings with an average floor of more than four floors, this small three-story building is not very eye-catching.

Last night, Hu Pingtao called Liao Qiu and reported the clues provided by Hu Yonggui.Liao Qiu gave him enough authority to investigate on his own temporarily.

The half-new light gray jacket was very ordinary. Hu Pingtao deliberately pretended to be afraid of the cold, shrinking his neck and putting his hands in his pockets.There was a breakfast stand at the entrance of the alley, and he walked over to it, ordered a bowl of soy milk, a fried dough stick, and a drawer of steamed buns, and ate slowly.

At about eight o'clock, the door of the small building diagonally opposite opened, and a young man in his 20s, wearing unlined clothes and a down jacket outside, who was clearly still awake and yawning, came out.

He came to the breakfast stand, rubbed his hands, picked up a sesame ball, and said to the boss while eating: "It's still the same as before, call when you're done, and we'll come down and get it."

The owner of the breakfast stall was a fat middle-aged man with an apron around his waist, and he greeted the visitors with a big smile on his face. The young man chewed the hemp ball, turned and left.

Watching the man walk into the small building and close the door, Hu Pingtao swallowed the food in his mouth, pretended to be curious, and asked the boss who was standing in front of the oil pan frying fried dough sticks: "I see that there is only one person in your stall, why do you also give away the fried dough sticks?" takeout?"

The boss replied casually: "They live on the opposite side. Every time, there are fifty deep-fried dough sticks, ten sesame balls, ten cages of buns, and extra soy milk. Anyway, it's very close. Just make a phone call and come down to pick them up."

Hu Pingtao laughed and said, "Fifty fried dough sticks, that much?"

"The more people there are, the more food you can eat." The boss held the long bamboo chopsticks in his hand and flexibly fiddled with them in the oil pan.

Hu Pingtao picked up a small steamed bun and put it into his mouth, and asked vaguely: "This neighborhood is about to be demolished, why are there still people living there?"

The boss explained with a smile: "It is said that the demolition is about to be demolished, but it has not yet been demolished! The final moving time notified above is April next year, and it can be delayed by one day. As long as someone is willing to rent, the landlord can charge an extra week (some places in urban villages charge rent on a weekly basis), affordable and cheap, there must be people willing to live there!"

Hu Pingtao nodded thoughtfully, stopped asking questions, and ate his breakfast with his head down.

……

He went back to the institute to change his clothes, and around eleven o'clock at noon, he came around from the east, pretending to be wandering, and monitored the building from another direction.

First, I went to a nearby canteen, bought a pack of "Yuxi" and a lighter, then tore open the pack, took out one and lit it, and smoked it slowly.

Hu Pingtao doesn't smoke, but smoking is the best way to hide at this time.The smoke does not need to be inhaled into the lungs, as long as the tongue is pressed against the throat, it can be pressed into the nostrils and slowly exhaled like a veteran.

When I was in college, I had a roommate in the same dormitory who was a veteran smoker.That person has a unique skill of smoke rings, Hu Pingtao was very interested, so he followed suit.Although he is not addicted to cigarettes, he vomits in such a way that outsiders can't tell the difference.

At eight past twelve, a rider in a yellow uniform appeared downstairs, and it was the same young man who came out to pick up the meal in the morning.The two carried the heavy delivery box upstairs, and the rider walked out the gate a few minutes later.Judging from his movements, the delivery box was already empty.

This is consistent with Hu Yonggui's judgment: there are at least twenty people living in the building.

Throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand, Hu Pingtao turned and walked towards the Eryuan Road Police Station in the east of Guankou Village.

……

Director's Office.

Both Liao Qiu and Chen Xinhong were there.

"I think it is necessary to conduct a detailed investigation of the south of Guankou Village, especially the three-story building." Hu Pingtao said seriously.

Liao Qiu nodded slightly: "Let's talk about your judgment first! Is it a pyramid scheme?"

"Probably not." Hu Pingtao shook his head: "I have seen many MLM cases, the main feature of which is to imprison the deceived person's personal freedom in a closed way, and then achieve the purpose of controlling the defrauded money. Once the victim is controlled, the All property will be searched, the chance of escape is very low, and the daily food is also very bad, boiled cabbage, salted and spicy rice, basically that’s it.”

"But the building in the south of Guankou Village is different. Breakfast is soy milk fried dough sticks and steamed buns, and lunch is ordered from outside. From these two points alone, it can be seen that these people are not short of money."

Chen Xinhong asked: "Xiaohu, why didn't you stop the delivery rider and ask them what they ordered?"

"Doing this may scare the snake, and it's not necessary." Hu Pingtao said and laughed: "When the rider went downstairs, he was carrying an empty box. The zipper of the lid was not locked. I could smell it. There is fried Pork liver, fish-flavored shredded pork, and fried wagyu beef jerky, that’s pretty much it.”

Chen Xinhong couldn't help laughing and said, "You have a good nose! Hehe, you're right, if it's an MLM group, it's impossible to eat so well."

Liao Qiu asked, "Could it be an underground gambling stall?"

Hu Pingtao shook his head: "I don't think it's possible. Those who sell earlier said that there is a quota for the fried dough sticks, soybean milk and steamed buns that these people want every day, and the quantity remains unchanged. Although I didn't monitor there at night, that's all. Looking at it, the people living in the building should still be the same, which does not conform to the law of changes in the flow of gamblers back and forth.”

Liao Qiu's eyes were full of thought: "It's interesting. After such an analysis, there is indeed something wrong with the people living in that building. Maybe it is a prostitution gang, or it may be an underground workshop without a food safety license. "

Chen Xinhong reminded him: "Old Liao, it may also involve large-scale subcontracting and sales of drugs."

Liao Qiu glanced at him: "Should not be involved in drugs. The three-month lease is too short. If it is a drug deal, it will only choose a long-term and inconspicuous remote location. This is missing an important condition, not like drug trafficking group approach."

Chen Xinhong said seriously: "Anyway, what Xiaohu said is correct, we will organize an investigation with that building as the core."

Liao Qiu nodded: "Okay, let's do it separately. Lao Chen, you go to the street office, the time is set for tomorrow night, and ask their comprehensive law enforcement team to act together. Xiaohu, you go back first, tomorrow night the police booth Leave one person on duty over there, and form a group with the rest to investigate together.”

Hu Pingtao nodded with a smile and said: "Director, maybe we can catch a big fish this time."

(End of this chapter)