Tiger Police

Chapter 43 He's a Poor Ghost

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening when Hu Biyuan drove Hu Pingtao back to the Eryuan Road Police Station.

She is a person who attaches great importance to family and affection.Whether parents, younger brothers, husbands or sons, all are treated equally.

Hu Pingtao got out of the car, watched his sister turn around at the gate of the police station, and gave himself an encouraging look at her from afar.

Qing Leng Ye Feng sent her a loud order: "Do it well, I believe in you!"

……

Walking into the police station, three people walked towards me.

Dou Zhiwei, Wang Gui, Zhang Chunliang.

Zhang Chunliang is a kind person, he took the initiative to say hello with a smile: "Xiaohu, you're back!"

Hu Pingtao responded with a smile: "Brother Zhang, why are you going out so late?"

Wang Gui explained with a smile on the side: "We just changed shifts, and we made an appointment to have something to eat nearby. Come along, Xiaohu!"

Hu Pingtao declined: "Thank you, Brother Wang, I still have something to do, you guys can eat."

With that said, he walked sideways towards the dormitory.

He didn't say hello to Dou Zhiwei, as if there was only a cloud of transparent air.

Zhang Chunliang and Wang Gui subconsciously glanced at Dou Zhiwei's livid face, and thought it was normal after careful consideration.Last time it was a big mess, and everyone in the institute knew about it.No matter who it is, it is impossible to dispel the fire in my heart.

Zhang Chunliang wanted to calm things down, so he tugged on Dou Zhiwei's arm, and persuaded him, "Let's go, let's come back early after supper."

Dou Zhiwei clenched his teeth tightly, his face shrouded in rage showed a bit of ferocity.

When the three of them came to the empty road outside, Dou Zhiwei let out a long breath, and said with a sneer, "You guys have a good relationship with Hu Pingtao, are you joking and pretending that I don't exist?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Chunliang was a little unhappy: "Everyone is a colleague, just because you have conflicts with him, it doesn't mean that I am the same as you!"

"Okay, I won't talk to you about this." Dou Zhiwei couldn't talk to Zhang Chunliang, and immediately changed the subject: "Old Zhang, have you seen the bag that Hu Pingtao is carrying?"

Zhang Chunliang went in without knowing, and nodded hesitantly.

Dou Zhiwei turned to Wang Gui who was standing on the right: "Did you see it?"

Wang Gui was not too happy about his mysterious appearance, he frowned and asked, "What are you trying to say?"

"That's a Nike backpack." Dou Zhiwei mocked with his mouth tilted: "It's very expensive, at least several thousand dollars. Hu Pingtao is poor, how can he afford such a high-end product?"

Zhang Chunliang and Wang Gui finally understood.

The former smacked his lips: "Xiao Dou, this is other people's business, why do you care so much?"

The latter also echoed: "Perhaps Xiaohu's family conditions are good, it's not surprising."

"Hmph!" Dou Zhiwei's face was gloomy, mixed with arrogance: "You don't know, when I was in the duty room this afternoon, I saw someone introducing a partner to Hu Pingtao."

"Oh, there is such a thing?" Zhang Chunliang suddenly became interested.

Wang Gui also found it quite interesting: "Who introduced it to him? Is that girl pretty?"

Dou Zhiwei was not talking nonsense, he was indeed in the duty room at that time, and there was a window separated from the road outside, although there was a distance, he could roughly see what was going on, and he could vaguely hear the conversation between the two parties.

"The introducer is the old woman who dances in the square dance in the flour mill. She is very beautiful, but she just doesn't like Hu Pingtao." Dou Zhiwei laughed wildly and contemptuously: "It's good to be handsome. If you don't have money, Ghosts will follow you."

Hearing what happened, Zhang Chunliang scratched his head: "Xiao Dou, as long as you know about this, don't make it public."

"That's right, we are all colleagues. When you say that about Hu Pingtao, doesn't that mean you're talking about ourselves?" Wang Gui thought the same way.

Dou Zhiwei didn't expect the two of them to have the same attitude, and he felt angry and jealous for a while.

"You guys go, I'm going back."

He suddenly lost his appetite.

……

Hu Pingtao was sleeping in the dormitory in a daze, when he was suddenly awakened by the ringing of his mobile phone.I quickly grabbed it and saw that it was the number of the instructor Chen Xinhong.

His tone was urgent: "Xiaohu, are you in the unit?"

Hu Pingtao hurriedly said: "Instructor, I'm in the dormitory."

"Get dressed and come down immediately, and come out with me."

……

The light source community is a new residential area rebuilt on the basis of the old dormitory of the refrigeration plant.It was developed and constructed in the last century. It is an old-fashioned residential building without an underground parking lot.

According to the information provided by the 110 command center, Chen Xinhong took Hu Pingtao, and the electric car drove at high speed on the empty road, and soon came to the designated place.

Residents on the fourth, sixth and seventh floors quarreled and called the police.

The cause was simple: At [-]:[-] in the morning, residents on the sixth floor were woken up by noise from upstairs.He was very angry, rushed up, and smashed open the door of the family upstairs with his fist.

"Stupid bastard, what are you up to in the middle of the night, and keep people from sleeping?" The residents on the sixth floor were sleepy and angry, and cursed with their mouths open.

"I work in my own home, what does it have to do with you? You are a dog, and you bite people when you catch them?" The residents on the seventh floor were furious when they heard it, and they scolded them as soon as possible. Whoever is afraid of others!

The two faced each other and scolded each other for more than ten minutes, causing the family members of both sides to get involved.The noise was so loud that other residents upstairs and downstairs were also awakened.Some people came to persuade, and more people stood in the corridor and pointed to the upstairs to reprimand.After all, this quarrel is not at the right time, when everyone is most sleepy, no matter who is right, you two are having fun, and I still have to sleep!
After yelling for almost an hour, the residents on the seventh floor gave up first.

He couldn't go on arguing.

The reason why I made noise at home in the middle of the night was because I had to catch the plane at [-]:[-] in the morning.

In order to ensure sufficient energy after landing, residents on the seventh floor slept at home half a day in advance, and got up in the middle of the night to pack their luggage, but they did not expect that dragging suitcases and heavy footsteps would affect the downstairs and disturb their dreams.

Judging by the vicious posture of the residents on the sixth floor, it is entirely possible to escalate this matter to a bloody hatred of killing one's father and taking one's wife.

He brought chairs and kitchen knives from home. Although the outside was wrapped in newspaper and he didn't show it on the spot, no one was blind and could see clearly.

"Paralyzed, if you don't let me sleep, I will kill you!"

"Aren't you loud? I'll just sit here, and no one in your family will come out."

"Get out if you have the ability, let me see how long you can be a coward?"

This is a ruthless person who is not afraid of making troubles.

Despite the unwillingness in his heart, the residents on the seventh floor had no choice but to suppress their anger and admit their mistakes due to reality.

This perfunctory tone cannot be recognized by the residents on the sixth floor.He was still sitting on the chair with one leg crossed, refusing to get out of the way.

Then you can only call the police.

……

Hu Pingtao turned on the law enforcement recorder, and the camera was facing the serious Chen Xinhong.

"What do you want to do?" Seeing the sixth-floor resident sitting on a chair with a thick hairy leg across his knees, Chen Xinhong pointed to the kitchen knife wrapped in newspaper in his hand: "For this matter Want to use a knife to commit murder?"

The residents on the sixth floor felt guilty for a while when they were asked, and quickly stood up from their chairs, but they kept holding the invisible kitchen knife in their hands.

He felt a little annoyed, and shouted: "Why don't you police distinguish between good and bad? It's obvious that he was collecting things upstairs in the middle of the night, and he made such a big commotion that I couldn't sleep. Why don't you ask me what is wrong? Talk to me first? Even if you want to train someone, you have to train him!"

Chen Xinhong's attitude has not changed at all: "It was a simple neighborhood dispute, but it is entirely possible that it will turn into an assault case because of this kitchen knife. Then the nature will be different. It is not that we can solve the problem through verbal mediation. You There must also be a price to pay for this: ranging from criminal detention to imprisonment.”

Residents on the sixth floor were left speechless.With his head down and a sullen expression on his face, he quietly put the kitchen knife on the chair.

Even though he did this, he was not convinced. He just stood upright, with his feet separated, as if he would not give way until the problem was resolved.

Residents on the seventh floor are already fully dressed, and there is a large trolley case next to them.His face was anxious, startled and angry, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.Watching Chen Xinhong turn his eyes away from the residents on the sixth floor, he hurried up and pleaded repeatedly: "Comrade policeman, I was wrong, can't I be wrong? Please let him not stop me, it's almost five It's time, I...I have to catch a plane!"

Chen Xinhong asked: "What about the ticket? Show me."

Residents on the seventh floor quickly took out their mobile phones, clicked on the page and handed it to them: "This is an electronic ticket."

Chen Xinhong looked at it and returned the phone to him: "The flight at [-]:[-] is still early, what are you in a hurry for? Let's deal with the problem first, and we won't miss your business."

He then asked: "Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night? We received a complaint call 7 minutes ago, and the downstairs resident responded: You started moving things after three o'clock, and he couldn't sleep. Come up and talk to him." You reasoned, and you scolded me, isn't that the case?"

The face of the resident on the seventh floor was flushed. He lowered his head, rubbed his hands together, and explained embarrassingly: "...I...I was afraid of traffic jams on the road, so I fell asleep at noon yesterday. I woke up at two o'clock in the middle of the night. When I came here, I was thinking about making something to eat with me. It was still dark outside at this time, and the restaurants were not open, so I had to cook at home."

Hu Pingtao stared at the pictures taken by the body camera, and couldn't help asking: "The airport restaurant is open 24 hours, it's very convenient to eat there!"

"Things at the airport are expensive. A bowl of rice noodles costs at least 20 yuan, which is twice as expensive as outside." The explanation of the residents on the seventh floor is logical.

Chen Xinhong opened the case record book that he carried with him, lowered his head and wrote in a "swipe", and asked without raising his head: "Since it is for breakfast, why is there such a big noise?"

"I was looking for eggs." The resident on the seventh floor quickly replied, "I was going to make tomato egg noodles, and boil a dozen or so eggs to take with me on the road. But I searched and searched, but I couldn't find them."

(End of this chapter)