Riverside police

Ma Zhen held up his handcuffed hands and squatted in the corner with his head in his hands. No matter how he asked, he remained silent.

There must be something wrong with him, and if there was no problem, he wouldn't be trembling with fear, but he refused to speak, and for a while he didn't know what the problem was with him.

Zhang Ping's lover Wang Xiaoxue is now not only a conductor but also a broadcaster.

During the interrogation, Wang Xiaoxue's announcement came from the loudspeaker outside, reminding passengers who had not checked in to board the ship to quickly check in and board the ship.

The passenger ship Baishen is about to return, and Shao Lei is about to return to the ship for duty.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything for a while, he could only take the New Year's goods that Han Yu helped purchase and get on the boat first.

Bai Shenhao left, Bai Liuhao came.

Han Yu did not bother to go to the pontoon to meet the police on the passenger ship and continued to interrogate Ma Zhen.

"Ma Zhen, if you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing but yourself. As long as we want to investigate, no matter what you have done, sooner or later we will be able to find out clearly."

Han Yu raised his head and glanced at Chen Zikun who had just walked over, and then said: "If you still have this attitude, then don't even think about going home for the New Year. Don't think that we don't know anything, so we can't do anything to you. Have you heard about the interrogation? If you pass, you will be sent to a shelter and you will be detained and examined until your case is thoroughly investigated!"

Ma Zhen remained silent.

Han Yu really had nothing to do with him for a while.

As for the shelter, it was just to scare him, and it was impossible to actually send him to a shelter.

Because Wannian sent all the feedback just now, confirming that there is a person like Ma Zhen in the third team of Changhe, and he indeed went to Donghai to work with a boy from the same village this summer.

Wannian Police Station has asked village cadres to find his parents. His parents will definitely come to pick him up after they find out. When his parents arrive and confirm that he is Ma Zhen, it means there is no problem with his identity and there is no reason to put him on trial.

But the problem now is that he looks very suspicious!

If we just let him go, if his colleagues in Donghai find out that he has committed a crime and he flees in fear of crime after returning home, his superiors will definitely think that there is something wrong with the work of Bailonggang Police Station.

Han Yu was having a headache when Chen Zikun reminded him: "Yuzhi, it's almost ten o'clock."

"It's almost ten o'clock, why don't you take Xiao Gong to the bus station."

"Is everything okay here?"

"Nothing's wrong. Send Xiao Gong off quickly, or you won't be able to catch the car."

"OK."

Chen Zikun looked at Ma Zhen squatting in the corner with curiosity, took the police car keys from Han Yu and walked out of the office.

Xiao Gong works very seriously. He has not had much rest in the past six months, and he is far away from home.

The institute decided to give Xiao Gong a long vacation and return to Yangzhou to reunite with his family. The young man would not be placed on duty during the Spring Festival.

Han Yu was thinking about whether Xiao Gong could get home before dark. Ma Zhen might feel uncomfortable squatting, so he moved in the corner.

The top priority was getting him to talk.

Han Yu asked in a low voice: "I don't have a penny on me. I probably didn't eat on the boat. Are you hungry?"

Ma Zhen didn't expect the police to ask this, so he hesitated and whispered: "Hungry."

"How many days have you not eaten?"

"..."

"Do you want to eat?"

"..."

Han Yu realized that it was difficult to get him to talk by giving him food or not, and it was inhumane not to give him food even though he knew he was very hungry. I simply picked up the port supervisor's walkie-talkie and called my senior sister, asking her to tell my mother to get some food to send over.

Han Xiangning was in confinement with a walkie-talkie, not only because she was focused on work, but also because she was too lonely. With the walkie-talkie at hand, you can at least ask Jin Da and Lao Ge if there is anything going on at their workplace.

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, Han's mother, who didn't understand the situation, delivered the food.

The rice is leftover from last night and has just been heated.

The dishes are also leftovers from last night, and they are also freshly heated.

These days, either the daughter and son-in-law come, or the in-laws come, or the eldest son and bride, or Han Xiangmeng and his wife come. The house seems to have a restaurant, nothing else, and there is plenty of food.

Ma Zhen didn't expect that the meal served by the police uncle was so sumptuous, including thinly sliced ​​sausages, fried shredded pork, scrambled eggs with chives, and tripe lung soup.

Ignoring the surprised look of the aunt who delivered the meal, she saw the police uncle nodded and immediately started to devour the food.

"Eat slowly and don't choke."

"Thank you, policeman."

"San'er, what's wrong with this child?" Luo Yanfeng couldn't help but ask.

Han Yu said quickly: "It's nothing. Just tell me clearly and it'll be fine. Mom, you go back first. I'll clean up the dishes later."

"Then I'll leave first."

"Let's go."

After watching his mother go, Han Yu raised his arm and looked at his watch, sighing softly: "Ma Zhen, your parents would be very distressed if they knew you were so hungry."

Ma Zhen was stunned for a moment, tears welling up in his eyes.

Han Yu realized that playing the emotional card was useful. Seeing that it was inconvenient for him to eat while being handcuffed, Han Yu took out the key to help him open the handcuffs and whispered: "Your parents will be very sad if they see you in cuffs, so let's go first Take it off."

"Thank you, policeman."

"No thanks, let's eat first. The soup is good, drink more."

"Um."

I've been hiding in Tibet these days, and I'm so hungry that I've been digging through trash cans in search of food. I've never had such a good meal.

Thinking that his parents would be here soon, Ma Zhen felt so uncomfortable that he burst into tears, and his tears actually fell into the soup.

Han Yu struck while the iron was hot and said: "Stop crying, a man, if there is a problem, solve the problem. What's the use of crying? If you feel sorry for your parents and embarrassed them, just face the problem and get up from where you fell."

"I can't get up. I've caused trouble, big trouble..."

Ma Zhen couldn't eat anymore. He hugged his head and cried, unable to make a sound.

Han Yu patted him on the shoulder and said in as gentle a tone as possible: "Ma Zhen, you should be able to tell that I am from Linghai, and the Linghai people must be helping the Linghai people. What kind of trouble did I get into? You can tell me I said, let me analyze it for you."

"Uncle policeman, I...I..."

"What's going on? If you believe me and are willing to tell me, I will definitely help you. At least I can prove that you surrendered. You should understand that surrendering will help you win leniency."

"It's useless. If someone is killed, there's no point in surrendering."

Han Yu was startled, stared at him and asked, "Did someone lose his life?"

Ma Zhen raised his head and cried: "I didn't want to go. It was Chen Qiusheng who dragged me there. There were more people than us. They beat us when they saw us. I...I couldn't beat them. When I saw bricks on the ground, I picked them up." I took a few shots casually.”

"Did you fight with someone?"

"Um."

"Why did Chen Qiusheng ask you to fight with others?"

"His girlfriend is in love with a restaurant chef and wants to break up with him."

Ma Zhen explained with tears and runny noses, and Han Yu quickly picked up a pen and paper to record.

The story of the matter is not complicated. He works as a handyman and apprentice in a restaurant. The chef in the restaurant is equivalent to his master. He listens to whatever the chef says.

The chef's girlfriend worked as a waitress in another restaurant and fell in love with a chef in another restaurant. His chef was so angry that he called four kitchen staff, including him, to ask for an explanation.

Their restaurant was bigger than theirs and had more kitchen staff than theirs, so they would fight when they saw them.

He picked up a brick and hit the other person a few times. The person fell down and didn't move. He realized that he was in big trouble, so he ran away. He didn't dare to go back to the hotel, and he had nowhere to go, so he took advantage of the crowds during the Spring Festival. I got on the passenger ship and planned to go back to my hometown to avoid the limelight.

As a result, because of his suspicious behavior, Shao Lei found out that he had not bought a ticket.

He thought he was killed, but it is not yet known whether he was killed or not, but it was not a trivial matter. Han Yu persuaded him a few words to stabilize his mood, handcuffed him again, and let him go away on the Bailiu passenger ship. Zhang Ping watched first, walked out of the office and made a call on his mobile phone to report to the political commissar who contacted Bailonggang Police Station.

"Does the Baishen Police Team know?"

"I don't know. They walked for more than two hours and used the radio to shout that it was not conducive to confidentiality. Besides, even if they knew, they would still have to hand it over to the Donghai Public Security Bureau."

There were few tourists in Bailong Port and not many fugitives were captured.

Binjiang Port has many tourists, and the Binjiang Port Police Station catches an average of thirty or forty criminals every year.

No matter how many are captured, they will eventually be handed over to the police station where the crime occurred.

In the eyes of Political Commissar Jiang, this was not a rare thing, and he said without hesitation: "Don't you have a fax machine? Send the transcripts and materials. I will ask the Criminal Investigation Detachment to contact our colleagues in Donghai. After receiving the news, our colleagues in Donghai will definitely come and escort the person." go back."

"My colleagues from the East China Sea won't be able to arrive until tomorrow at the earliest, but I have a place to hold you without any supervision."

"No one is guarding you?"

"Xiao Gong has gone home. Uncle Zhu has something to do at home. Captain Fan has to keep an eye on things at the shipyard, and I have to go to the shipyard in the afternoon. Zhang Ping has to be on duty at the dock in the morning and on the barge in the afternoon. Where is there anyone?"

"Then send him to the Linghai Public Security Bureau Detention Center."

"I can't deliver it. The place is full and I can't lock it in."

"How did you know?"

"Shi, from the No. 4 Police Station, told me that they also arrested a fugitive yesterday and sent him to the detention center this morning. However, he couldn't be detained, so he had to be sent to the Changzhou Public Security Bureau Detention Center."

Han Yu thought about it and emphasized: "I'm not familiar with the Changzhou Public Security Bureau, and now I only have the boy's confession. There is no arrest warrant from Donghai, and there is no procedure for the arrest of Donghai colleagues. They will not take him into custody. .”

The Changhang Branch is different from the local public security bureau. There are many police officers from other places. The Chinese New Year is coming soon and they have to arrange for people to rest, so the police force in the branch is also very tight.

Political Commissar Jiang had no choice but to weigh the matter and said: "You guys watch first, I will arrange for the police on duty to escort the person to the branch."

"So much the better."

"One more thing. Wasn't the clue about the smuggling reported to the police? Why do you still let Liu Guixiang investigate it?"

"Commissar, how do you know?"

"Isn't it almost the Chinese New Year? I have to be on duty this year and can't go back. I went to the post office to remit some money to my hometown in the morning. I met him at the post office. He was sneaky and wanted to hide when he saw me. I caught him and he acted!"

Bailong Port is very small, and Binjiang Port is not big either. If you want to make some small moves, you can't hide them from the leaders.

Han Yu sighed secretly and grinned: "Political Commissar, it's not that I disobey orders and obey orders. The main reason is that I finally collected a clue and I can't let this clue lose its value."

"The superiors will definitely pay attention to it. They have already been reported. How could it lose value?"

"Political Commissar, please listen to my explanation. Liu Guixiang has made international long distance calls before, contacted the smuggler, and lied about going to Japan to make a fortune. If the smuggler stops contacting him because the conditions offered by the smuggler are too high, the smuggler will definitely become suspicious. It is very likely that If you can change your number, you won’t be able to use the bank account you gave me before. Wouldn’t this clue be worthless to your superiors?”

"Are you asking Liu Guixiang to keep in touch with the smugglers and bargain with the smugglers hiding in Japan?"

"It's not that I asked him to keep in touch with the smugglers, but as the deputy captain of the criminal investigation detachment, he must keep in touch with the smugglers. After all, the clues have been reported. If the superiors find that the phone cannot be reached, the bank account is meaningless. It is difficult to say Do you think there is something wrong with the clues we reported?"

It sounds somewhat reasonable.

Political Commissar Jiang thought for a while and muttered: "But he made an international long-distance call, and it costs a lot of money to make a call. As long as it is a grassroots case handling unit, it will report clues. You can imagine that there will be a lot of clues compiled to the superiors. Waiting for the superiors to How long should we wait to pay attention to it, and how long should we wait to keep in touch?”

Han Yu realized that the bureau leader was reluctant to bear the phone bill, but it was understandable. After all, it was an international long distance call, which was more expensive than a mobile phone call. He quickly said: "Two months at most. If there is no feedback from the superiors in another two months, we will There’s no need to run this lead anymore.”

It turns out that the clues actually need to be managed, and it won't be fine just by reporting them.

Fortunately, we don’t have to contact the smuggler every day, only once every ten days.

A maximum of six calls are allowed in two months. When contacting, the phone bill should be kept at around 100 yuan. The total of the six times should not exceed 1,000 yuan.

Thinking of this, Political Commissar Jiang reluctantly agreed: "Okay, we can operate it for two months at most. If there is no feedback by then, even if the clues lose their value, we have no responsibility."