Tiger Police

Chapter 250
The problem of Zhang Qing's family is far more than this one.

"He was blown up by a grenade?"

"What's the situation? How did it happen?"

"Ping Tao, tell me the truth, can my brother make it through?"

"This... this... what should I do, what should I do!"

With a helpless expression on his face, he slowly sat down on the chair against the wall.There are no answers to these questions, and no one has answered them.Zhang Qingjia lowered his head, staring blankly at the ground between his feet, propped his elbows on his knees, put his hands up, covered his face, and let out a low cry under the cover of no one seeing.

Zhang Guangbei is here.

State leaders also came.

The sky outside the window gradually became clearer.

The closed door of the operating room was pushed open, and the doctor came out with a tired face.

He said with a heavy tone, "I'm sorry, we have tried our best."

At this moment, the doctor suddenly hated this profession extremely.Although he was used to seeing life and death, this time was different...he knew that the corpse lying on the cold bed in the operating room was not an ordinary person, but a part of the Great Wall of Flesh, a real brick.

Hu Pingtao closed his eyes and let out a long, silent sigh deep in his heart.

Zhang Guangbei's old face seemed to have a few more wrinkles, and his eyes became more cloudy.

Hu Pingtao raised his hand to take off his helmet, put his feet together, and stood silently facing the operating room.

Beside, behind, are all the police officers involved in the operation.

It is so quiet that you can hear the sound even if a needle is dropped.

Suddenly, Zhang Qing's house broke out into howls like a wounded beast.

"Brother! Don't die..."

"Brother, come back!"

"What should I do if you're gone...the third and fourth child, and your wife and baby...Brother, come back!"

He was out of breath from crying, and rushed to the operating room frantically.

Hu Pingtao and several others quickly stopped him and hugged him tightly.

Zhang Guangbei felt that his throat was congested, and he seemed to have a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say for a while.Just watching four or five people bound Zhang Qing's family like iron hoops, making them unable to break free, he stepped forward, raised his hand to hold his shoulder, and tried to restrain his emotions and said, "Calm down, Don't be so impulsive... this is a hospital."

The four brothers of the Zhang family respected Zhang Guangbei very much.He has seniority and was a colleague of his father back then.Although his heart was full of grief, Zhang Qingjia was persuaded not to struggle anymore.He straightened his neck desperately, and let out a hoarse voice from the depths of his throat: "It used to be my father, now it's my brother... the old station master, I... I... my brother still has two dolls, and he has two dolls what!"

Zhang Qingbao has two sons who are in junior high school: Zhang Guangkun and Zhang Guangpeng.

Zhang Guangbei let out an old and mournful sigh.He held Zhang Qingjia's shoulders with both hands, as if it was a treasure that might be broken if he was not careful, but his eyes looked at Hu Pingtao who was standing on the side and clasped Zhang Qingjia's arm forcefully.

"Take him back...to the station."

Those few simple words seemed to have exhausted all the energy in Zhang Guangbei's body, so that the voice behind him was extremely low and dim.

Hu Pingtao understood what he said.

The operation last night mobilized more than half of the people at the border checkpoint.Different from other places, Xiluo is an important border port, with a large number of people entering and leaving the border every day, and it also involves customs declaration and inspection of various goods.Now the task of temporary additional dispatch has been completed, the captured drug traffickers will be handed over to the border police station, and the seized drugs will be checked by the special working group of the provincial department.

It's just part of the day-to-day work.

The case is serious, and Zhang Guangbei, as the leader of the checkpoint, must participate in the follow-up work.Although there are several other deputy station chiefs in the unit, the burden on their shoulders is also heavy.

Now that Zhang Qingbao has been sent to the hospital, Hu Pingtao and others must return to the border checkpoint as soon as possible, no matter what the rescue result is.If there are problems in daily work due to insufficient manpower, the loss outweighs the gain.

Also... Zhang Qing's family was emotional. Although he was a family member of the deceased, no one in the hospital could guarantee that he would do anything violent.

All things considered, let him go back to the border checkpoint first.

Zhang Guangbei took a step forward, and looked at Zhang Qing's family, who was full of tears and choked up, with complicated emotions: "Go back, I have notified Guilan that she will bring the child over at noon to see your brother for the last time."

Hu Pingtao quickly winked at Li Tong, and the two grabbed Zhang Qingjia's arms, dragged and carried him, and walked out with him who was completely incapacitated.

After going downstairs and getting into the car, Li Tong got into the driver's cab, and Hu Pingtao sat in the back with Zhang Qing's family, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.

……

Back at the border checkpoint, it was already afternoon.

After talking to Liu Dong, Hu Pingtao arranged Zhang Qing's family back to the dormitory, ordered the police officers on duty to watch him, and asked the cafeteria to cook a bowl of noodles and send them over.

Everyone wants to rest early, but the shift schedule is fixed.An occasional exception can become the norm.

As the deputy station master, he must not open his mouth like this.

……

Two days later, Zhang Guangbei came back, along with a middle-aged woman and two boys.

They all wore black armbands.

Zhang Guangbei called Hu Pingtao to the office and introduced: "This is Qingbao's daughter-in-law Chen Guilan, and these two are Qingbao's sons, Guangkun and Guangpeng."

"This is Hu Pingtao. Qingbao was in the same team as Pingtao that night. He was the one who carried Qingbao down from the mountain and sent him to the hospital."

Chen Guilan is in her 40s. She has black hair, rosy skin, and a strong body. Her hands have thick joints. They should be busy with farm work, and her nails are a little dark.

"Thank you! Qingbao's colleagues are all good people." Chen Guilan was not good at expressing feelings in words, but she was very down-to-earth, and she kept thanking her.

Hu Pingtao didn't know what to say for a while.After holding back for a few seconds, I finally managed to control my emotions, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "...Qingbao is a good person, we...we usually get together for dinner."

At this time, I should have said some comforting words, but Hu Pingtao knew very well that if he really said that, it would be very likely to backfire.He took a deep breath and turned his attention to two boys who were about the same height as Chen Guilan.

"What day is it?" He looked at them.

Both children had cropped hair and were dressed plainly and cleanly.Zhang Guangkun is the elder brother, and he answered loudly: "Second year of junior high school."

"How's the result?" Hu Pingtao managed to force a smile.

Zhang Guangpeng said: "The top ten in the grade is no problem."

"That's right! Keep it up!" Hu Pingtao patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, and there was a lot of gentleness in his eyes that he couldn't even detect: "If you need anything, or if you have problems with your studies, just come to me. Or... just call."

He immediately added: "Especially in foreign languages ​​and mathematics."

Yesterday, the station made a donation for Zhang Qingbao, which was limited to leaders above the deputy station master.

Hu Pingtao donated two thousand.

In fact, he can donate more, and tens of thousands of dollars is not a problem.

Liao Qiu once taught him some common sense in donations.But then it was different from now.Zhang Qingbao is a colleague, a comrade-in-arms, and a brother.

Hu Pingtao felt that the care for Zhang Qingbao's widow and children should be reflected in other aspects, especially the care of daily life and the future of the two children.

Zhang Guangkun and Zhang Guangpeng were very sensible, and they nodded in unison: "Thank you uncle."

Hu Pingtao knelt down, looked into those two pairs of clear and bright eyes, held their hands respectively, and said earnestly: "Study hard and get admitted to the best university. Remember, your father...is a hero."

Zhang Guangkun has a strong ability to control emotions.His answer was like an adult: "I want to go to the police academy and become a policeman like my dad."

Zhang Guangpeng added: "Me too."

Hu Pingtao suddenly burst into tears.

He couldn't control it anymore.He felt that all the blood in his body rushed into his head, and the bits and pieces of what happened that night were swaying before his eyes.The clothes on the shoulders and back also seemed to be wet, soaked in Zhang Qingbao's blood, hot and sticky.

He didn't pay any attention to when Chen Guilan and the two children left.His mind was muddled, and it wasn't until Zhang Guangbei sent the person out and then came back that Hu Pingtao asked with a sense of loss, "...gone?"

Zhang Guangbei nodded, walked across the desk and sat down.

Hu Pingtao wiped his face vigorously, and emphasized his tone: "Station Master, Qingbao should judge martyrs."

Zhang Guangbei said in a deep voice: "The report has been handed in, and there are no problems with the state and provincial departments. It is estimated that it will be approved soon. This task...is indeed very rewarding. Of the four drug dealers, three were caught and died. One, more than one ton of heroin and ephedrine were seized. These guys really dare to do it! Two jeeps transported drugs on a large scale, and they didn't take us seriously."

"According to their plan, the two cars came one in front of the other. The one in front was in charge of testing. There was no cargo on the car. They used an excuse to go to Lin Cang for business, and brought a few boxes of tripe fruit to cover up. But these guys don't know what to think. Yes, the two people in the car in front were carrying guns and grenades. During the interrogation, they were asked why they did this, and they replied that it was "for courage."

Hu Pingtao's face sank like water: "If no weapons were found from them at that time, it might be very possible to get away with it."

"To put it bluntly, this is a matter of psychological quality." Zhang Guangbei said: "These people have been dealing in drugs all year round, smuggling in batches of drugs from abroad. In order to get rich, they are really desperate..."

Hu Pingtao interrupted him: "Station Master, why don't they transport drugs in batches? Must choose this centralized transport method?"

"It's all about money." Zhang Guangbei sighed: "It's not impossible to transport drugs in small batches and multiple times, but that requires money. From Xiluo to Lin Cang, [-] yuan per kilogram is a normal shipping fee. If you swallow a "banana bag" and transport the poison in the human body, the price will be even higher. After all, once the thing breaks during transportation, the drug transporter will undoubtedly die."

"Xiaohu, you have stayed abroad before, and it is very cheap to buy heroin in the place of origin. Myanmar and Annan are playing the banner of anti-drugs on the surface, but in fact they have very weak control over this aspect. Especially the local armed forces, To a large extent, it relies on the cultivation of poppies to obtain profits, so as to become bigger and stronger."

"They are a small country with few people and an underdeveloped economy. They can't earn much money from the poor, so they can only rely on selling a lot of drugs to make a profit... Over the years, we have worked together with the United Nations anti-drug agency to replace planting to force They eradicated opium poppies on a large scale and replanted cash crops, which achieved good results."

"The problem is, some people are willing to wash their hands, but some people still run this business. In the face of money, few people can resist the temptation. Dealing drugs, buying arms, continuing to invest more, expanding from a gang of one or a few people For the drug cartel... just expand and expand like this."

"There are troops stationed on the border. Our country has no discussion on the issue of drug control. It will never be like Myanmar, Annan, and Siam. As long as you dare to come in, you will be "dead" if you are found out. Those People manipulating abroad can only smuggle in various ways, especially small batches and small quantities."

"Drug dealers today are not as simple as they used to be. Times are advancing, and so are they. Decades ago... I was in the same unit as Qingbao's father, Zhang Tianshun. At that time, there were no border checkpoints, only border police stations. The biggest problem at that time was not whether the smuggled drugs could be detected, but how to guard the road leading to the country."

"At that time, our country was really poor! The people on the border, especially the ethnic minorities, were willing to do anything as long as they could make money. The culture in the southwestern frontier was underdeveloped, and they were backward in all aspects. At that time, it was no different than now. The work is not in place, and the border residents have no concept of "drug trafficking is a crime". He only knows that he has to support his family, and he can get money by crossing mountains and mountains to transport drugs overseas. Our public security police took his goods, and he dared to carry firewood. The knife is looking for you desperately... It's all a thing of the past, looking back and thinking about it now, I'm really emotional."

"The laws in different periods are different, and the people covered are also different. But in any case, one of the fundamental purposes of the existence of the law is to punish the past, cure the disease and save the patient."

"But the problem is, looking back now, some bastards... really bad guys are getting old."

"A few years ago, before you came to the border checkpoint, Xiaohu, I went to the countryside with people from the border police station to promote the law. There are some old people in the village who have engaged in smuggling and drug trafficking back then. They are ethnic minorities, and the other thing is that they stopped doing it after that, so they were exempted from accountability and only criticized education verbally."

"Xiao Hu, don't look at me with that kind of eyes. The border is not like the mainland, and many things can't be handled by the rules on paper. In some natural villages near the border, the whole village is smuggling. How many people are there in the police station? Facing the village What's the use of hundreds of people?"

"So the country must strengthen and uphold the nine-year compulsory education system. If you don't have knowledge, you don't know the law, and the situation will only get worse."

(End of this chapter)