Year: I had a good time when I was young

Chapter 131
Since someone wants to rob Chuqian, it will be more difficult for outsiders to rob him.

As long as Chu Xiangqian's rank is raised, it will not be so easy to transfer people away.

Then he thought, the militiamen followed to the street and were waiting in the conference room, so why not attack the pigeon market at Lama Temple tonight.

Although the leader of the team was Chen Huaili, the person in charge of the specific operations was Chu Xiangqian.

After Chu Xiangqian listened to Duan Jidong and Chen Huaili's plan, he knew that the two of them made it clear that they wanted to give credit to him.

And with this credit, it's much easier to push yourself to the top.

It's just that Chu Xiangqian thought about it, and after he was promoted, he gradually had conflicts with Chen Huaili in the security department because of the power distribution.

It's better to jump out of the security department, first be the squad leader of the small cafeteria, and then work as a name in the administrative office to be in charge of the logistics of the street.

When the three of them made a plan, Chen Huaili smiled directly, while Duan Jidong still hesitated.

Chu Xiangqian hurriedly said that he only took care of the unplanned supplies, and the administrative office took care of the rest.

This is equivalent to not only not grabbing Duan Jidong's rights, but also helping him expand his jurisdiction.

After all, even if the street could get some unplanned supplies before, it was Duan Jidong who begged his grandpa to tell his grandma.

It can be said that joining forces will benefit everyone, and Chen Huaili and Duan Jidong are so positive.

We rode bicycles together, went to the district to look for it, and the street director who was having a meeting in the district went.

After 6 o'clock in the afternoon, the streets were closed, and the people who had nothing to do basically left.

I saw the director who basically stayed in the district to work, took Chen Huaili and Duan Jidong back to the street.

Chu Xiangqian hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Cao Guanglin patted Chu Xiangqian's shoulder with a smile, "Comrade Xiao Chu is a good guy, I answered five or six calls this afternoon, all of them were calls for someone I wanted.

Even the leaders in the district personally asked me for someone, so it can be seen that Xiao Chen and Xiao Duan were right when they said that you are a rare talent. "

Chu Xiangqian glanced at Chen Huaili and Duan Jidong, and said seriously, "I was trained by the street, so naturally I serve the street.

Besides, no matter which unit you work in, as long as you do your job well, you are making a contribution to the country. "

"Very good," Cao Guanglin laughed, "Well said."

After another word of encouragement and encouragement, Cao Guanglin led everyone into the small meeting room on the street.

Start assigning tasks.

Looking at the names of bulk cargo personnel in the pigeon market on the small blackboard, Chu Xiangqian felt numb in his heart, and secretly thought that luckily he hadn't gone to the pigeon market to sell things since he entered the city.

Otherwise, after the number of times is too many, your name may also appear on the blackboard.

After 7 o'clock, Duan Jidong delivered the food himself.

Two corn buns per person, and a bowl of millet porridge is considered dinner.

At around 11:5 p.m., a phone call came in. Cao Guanglin answered the phone and shouted to the people in the conference room, "Everyone is there, check the weapons, and get on the truck to perform the mission in five minutes.

During this period, it is not allowed to go out alone or leave the team alone.Anyone who refuses to listen will be handcuffed and locked up in the security department immediately. "

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly stood up and shouted, "Yes."

Half an hour later, Chu Xiangqian led Da Zhuang and Hong Niu jumped out of the truck first, and through the sight of the long-tailed tit in his mind, he kept staring at the Lama Temple Pigeon Market.

Don't look at it at this time, it is almost 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, but for the pigeon market, it is actually still early.

The real time for buying and selling is basically between midnight and 4 am.

But there are not many ordinary people, but there are many sellers in the pigeon market.

Cao Guanglin had previously told Chu Xiangqian and Chen Huaili secretly that it was up to the police station and the people in the district to arrest ordinary people on the streets.

On my side, I only stare at the big dealers who have goods in their hands.

So Chu Xiangqian and the others were not in a hurry to go in, and even the trucks were parked outside several alleys, waiting for the police station and the red armband to make the first move.

At 01:30 in the evening, when the appointed time came, Chu Xiangqian saluted Cao Guanglin and Chen Huaili, led 12 militiamen, and led the junior college and Hong Niu quietly to the south of the pigeon market.

With long-tailed tits as eyes, Chu Xiangqian easily caught the two windbreakers.

Then wait at the southern intersection and wait.

The militiaman leading the team asked in a low voice, "Xiao Chu, aren't we going to rush in?"

Chu Xiangqian shook his head, "Go in now, the pigeon market is in chaos, how many people can we keep an eye on?

And we all know that the biggest reason for choosing this place as a pigeon market is that it is well connected, and you can enter an alley just by running.

With our little manpower, we can block three or four alleys at most.

It's better to wait for the people from the police station to drive the people from the market to us from the north, and then we will arrest them one by one according to the list and appearance. "

The 12 militiamen were stunned. How do you arrest people who are so blind?

Chu Xiangqian didn't explain, since there were tits, he had already set his sights on a group of people who specialized in selling various bills and food.

Even during the hour of waiting, the group of people knew which alley nearby they hid the food they were going to sell today.

"Don't worry, just follow Da Zhuang and Hong Niu."

Only then did everyone feel relieved.

Not long after, through the sight of the tit, I saw someone running in the pigeon market suddenly, shouting something.

This tit is good for monitoring everything, but it can only see the picture, but can't hear the sound.

But Chu Xiangqian knew just by looking at it that the secret whistle must have discovered something unusual, so he rushed into Pigeon City to issue a warning.

Chu Xiangqian cursed and said to the 12 militiamen, "Action, someone in the Pigeon Market has discovered the comrades at the North Exit in advance."

Then Chu Xiangqian hurriedly reminded, "Remember, we are here to arrest people. We must not use guns until we are in danger. Do you understand?"

The crowd nodded.

To put it bluntly, if there were no orders, the 12 militiamen would not have come to Pigeon City to arrest people at all.

Some people even came here to buy coarse grains on New Year's Day.

So to Chu Xiangqian's order not to let the gun go, it was a gesture of approval.

Chu Xiangqian held Da Zhuang and Hong Niu in one hand, and a flashlight in the other. After running for a minute, he saw more than a dozen people rushing towards him.

He hurriedly shouted, "Stop, we are the street security department, all stop for me."

This is nonsense, but Chu Xiangqian's purpose is not to catch these people.

Sure enough, the crowd heard the shout and ran to other alleys on both sides without thinking.

Once the crowd dispersed, Chu Xiangqian and the others did not slow down.

Immediately seeing a ticket dealer in a cotton coat, Chu pointed forward, greeted Da Zhuang and Hong Niu, and let go of the dog leash in his hand.

The two hounds rushed over like sharp arrows off the string, easily knocking people down.

Before this guy could struggle, Chu Xiangqian approached himself, raising his foot and kicking him down.

He kicked the opponent in the back, hit his knee, reached out and grabbed the opponent's arm, and pinned him to the ground so that he couldn't move.

Seeing that Chu Xiangqian easily controlled a person, several militiamen hurriedly untied the ropes hanging around their waists, and bound their legs when they came up.

Chu Xiangqian picked up the other party's coat, lifted him up, opened the coat, and shone it with the flashlight.

I saw dozens of various bills hidden in the other party's coat.

This is considered to be a full-fledged stolen goods, and no one will listen to what he said if he wants to deny it.

Before Chu Xiangqian handed over the man, he had arranged for the four militiamen who were in charge of guarding him to continue running to the pigeon market with the other 8 people.

However, after the arrest just now, no one ran to him within 30 to [-] meters.

Even in just these two minutes, almost all the people in the pigeon market ran away.

Chu Xiangqian was not in a hurry at all, just ran towards the market with Da Zhuang and Hong Niu, and then stopped beside a wooden table and some chairs.

Then Da Zhuang and Hong Niu went to smell the smell above the table.

The eight militiamen immediately understood.

Since you have also been to the pigeon market, you naturally know that there are not only those who let the wind out, but also those who maintain order in the market, and there are also people who specialize in weighing buyers to prevent buyers from being scammed.

Otherwise, ordinary people who come to buy things, why should they pay 1 cents every time they come in?

And the people sitting on this table and chair are those who specialize in maintaining order.

Needless to say, among these few people, there must be a leader.

The eight militiamen looked at each other, secretly thinking that Chu Xiangqian was really clever.

And what Chu Xiangqian did was actually just for show.

The target had been stared at by the tits for a long time, and it didn't even matter that the person entered a yard in a nearby alley at this time, Chu Xiangqian saw it with his own eyes.

Ten seconds later, the big strong red girl called out to Chu Xiangqian.

Chu Xiangqian hurriedly said to his companion, "Go, follow the hound."

The eight militiamen cheered up and followed Chu Qianqian into an alley.

But he didn't want to, just walked a hundred meters, and saw Da Zhuang and Hong Niu outside the gate of a yard, they kept smelling and smelling, and finally yelled at the gate.

Chu Xiangqian pretended to shout to the people behind him, "Bump the door, I will be responsible for any problems."

When the eight militiamen heard this, they didn't hesitate, and it looked like they were not arresting ordinary people, so they didn't have to worry about accidentally hurting people they knew.

Although everyone is hungry, the workers in the rolling mill still have a lot of strength.

Even compared to those who will not worry about eating and drinking in the future, they are more powerful.

After a few knocks, the wooden door was soon loosened.

Chu Xiangqian yelled 'get out of the way', took a few steps back, and kicked a door against the door, unexpectedly kicking a door flying.

The five people in the courtyard were already very nervous, and they were about to jump over the courtyard wall to escape, but they didn't want the door to be knocked open in just ten seconds.

He was about to resist, but what greeted them was a barrage of black guns, and these people were instantly cowed.

Without Chu shouting forward, someone threw away the wooden stick in his hand, squatted on the ground and raised his hands high.

Chu Xiangqian was always cautious, and he held back the militiamen who wanted to go up and tie up people, "One person guards one, and if anyone dares to mess around, he will shoot."

Then they called the four militiamen who rushed over from behind, and stepped forward to tie them up one by one.

After controlling everyone, Chu Xiangqian led people into the house to search.

As soon as he entered the house, not to mention the militiamen, even Chu Xiangqian was shocked.

Seventeen or eight bags of cornmeal, five bags of white flour, not to mention a few barrels of oil, and a box of bills and money.

Chu Xiangqian came back to his senses, knowing that there must be more than this little food.

Twenty or so bags of grain weighed more than 1000 catties, which is indeed a lot for an individual, but for the largest pigeon market in Beijing.

Maybe it's the sales volume of three to five days.

Turning around, he said to the people who came in, "Let's go out first, wait for the leader to come, and then count."

Seeing that Chu Xiangqian didn't touch money or tickets, the big guys felt sorry for him, but also admired him more and more.

In this way, although everyone has no chance to reap some benefits, they will not have any troubles.

Chu Xiangqian led people out of the house, asked the two to watch the door, and then asked the two to call the directors Cao Guanglin and Chen Huaili.

Only then did I come to 6 sellers who were tied up and stood in a row in the corner.

He reached out and grabbed the unlucky one who was caught, and the ticket dealer who brought him to the yard pulled him aside.

Then he looked at the other 5 people and asked, "Who is your previous family?"

It's a pity that no one answered after asking several times, Chu Xiangqian sneered, just when everyone thought he would beat someone to extract a confession.

But he saw Chu Xiangqian waving at Da Zhuang and Hong Niu.

Two hounds hurried over and were led by Chu Xiangqian, smelling the five of them one by one.

Then someone opened the door and pointed to the room to give some instructions to Da Zhuang and Hong Niu.

Two hounds ran into the house, sniffing this and that in the house under the watchful eyes of the two militiamen guarding the door.

Finally, he stopped on the box containing the money and bills and smelled it for a while, then turned around and left the room, calling out to Chu Xiangqian.

Now the militia probably understood that Chu Xiangqian was betting that the five people in the yard were just small roles.

The people above them may have been to this yard today.

The various bills in that box were probably brought by that person.

Some of the five little minions also thought of this, and their faces turned gloomy.

Chu Xiangqian didn't care, looked at the five people and said, "Don't say that I won't give you a chance. Now the opportunity to make meritorious service is in front of you. If you don't say it after 5 minutes, then you can do whatever you want."

As soon as the words came out, someone pouted immediately, and the fool believed that these two dogs had the ability to smell the smell left on the street several hours ago

Within 5 minutes, Cao Guanglin and Chen Huaili entered the yard with two militiamen, and they couldn't help but smile when they saw the six people tied up with ropes.

When he saw the stickmeal, white flour, oil and money notes in the house, his smile became brighter.

It is basically impossible for money and tickets to stay on the street, but food and oil can be bargained with the district.

Cao Guanglin wanted to praise Chu for a few words, but he didn't want the kid to whisper something in his ear. Cao Guanglin immediately heard it in surprise, "Are you sure?"

Chu shrugged forward, "Director, it doesn't take much effort to try."

Cao Guanglin nodded, and after thinking about it carefully, what Chu Xiangqian said was correct.

There is indeed a lot of grain in this room, but for a group of people who specialize in selling grain in the pigeon market, this grain is indeed only enough to sell for a few days.

But after thinking about it, if someone with a background is involved, I only think about making meritorious service, and I have to pay attention to the impact.

He whispered to Chu Xiangqian, "Well, you will act together with the police station and the people in the district later, do you understand?"

Chu Xiangqian nodded hurriedly, Cao Guanglin didn't need to explain this truth, he understood it himself.

The credit is not so easy to share. If you want to benefit, you have to bear the responsibility together.

(End of this chapter)