Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing left dejectedly without entering Director Wu's office.

He is not stupid. If he goes in at this time, wouldn't he become Director Wu's punching bag?

Besides, He Daqing had already gotten the answer he wanted, and there was no point in going in except getting scolded.

Today's criminal investigation technology is still quite backward.

First of all, we have to start with the possible enemies of the victim, and then investigate and visit the surrounding areas, but we can't find the cause.

With peace of mind, He Daqing leisurely left the Public Security Bureau and returned to the Red Star Winery.

He summoned Chen Dagen and ordered:

"Chen Dagen, take a few brothers with you and capture Lai Saner and his gang.

Be a little more aggressive.”

Chen Dagen was a little confused.

“Master He, I told them to hide last night.

Why arrest them?"

"You know shit.

This crackdown is different, it’s very severe.

If it was Lai San'er, and they were caught by someone else, what if he couldn't stand the beating and leaked something, or started to make random accusations?

Bringing them here is a form of protecting them in disguise.

By the way, the pigeon market must also be stopped.

Don't blame Saner for getting caught, you're leading your team to set up the pigeon market..."

The streets of the old city were filled with the figures of the joint defense team and old ladies with red armbands, poking their heads around everywhere, looking for anyone they thought was suspicious.

The idle hooligans who were originally doing nothing are now in big trouble. Once they are caught, they will be paraded through the streets.

There are even some people who, in order to catch more people and win credit, start making groundless accusations, and go straight to arrest people without verifying any rumors they hear.

He Daqing was slacking off in the office, recalling the wonderful time when six women had served him in the space just now.

Qin Huairu ran in in a panic.

"Master He, something terrible has happened."

He Daqing frowned. He was just thinking of some fun moves when he was interrupted. His mood immediately became very bad.

"Qin Huairu, this is the factory director's office, I'm working.

If you have any family matters, go home and talk about them.

No matter how urgent it is, you have to follow the rules and report to the security department..."

Qin Huairu clapped his hands in anger and stomped his feet three times.

"He Daqing, continue to show off your authority.

Me, I don’t care.

Do you think I care about your son, Shazhu's affairs..."

After Qin Huairu finished speaking, she twisted the big plate and walked out of the office.

He Daqing didn't react for a moment.

Silly column?

It sounds familiar, isn't it He Yuzhu?

Damn it, I almost forgot I have such a son.

He hurried out of the office and stopped Qin Huairu.

"Wife, what did you just say?

What happened to the pillar?

Qin Huairu glared at He Daqing, punched He Daqing in the chest several times, and then spoke.

"I went to buy groceries and ran into Jia Zhang, who had remarried, and she told me.

This morning, I was captured by the militia."

He Daqing punched the wall and cursed:

"What the hell~"

The militia is now under the management of the Military Service Bureau, which is not the same department as the public security department. No wonder they dare to give face to me, He Daqing.

The Military Service Bureau is the People's Armed Forces Department in later generations. It currently has a large number of people in the city and can compete with the Public Security Bureau.

With Sha Zhu's character, he flirts with widows all day long and beats up Xu Damao and Jia Dongxu, the neighbors in the yard, from time to time.

It's not surprising that someone reported it.

What I’m afraid of is that the real intention is not to drink, but to target me, He Daqing.

No matter how stupid Shazhu is, he is still my son, so I still have to go and check out the situation.

After patting Qin Huairu on the head and comforting her with a few words, He Daqing rode his bicycle out of the Red Star Winery.

I rode my bike to Nanluoguxiang and ran into a joint defense team on patrol, including members of the militia.

He Daqing knew most of the people, so he stepped forward and called the joint defense team to pass some cigarettes around.

Without He Daqing saying anything, the militia captain said apologetically:

"Chief He, are you here to see Sha Zhu?

We arrested him ourselves, and I have no other options. Someone reported Sha Zhu, and the section chief told us to handle the matter impartially. "

He Daqing waved his hand, very magnanimously.

“How can I blame you for this?

It’s all my good-for-nothing son’s fault. I’m afraid he’s caused some trouble again.

Hey ~

After all, he is my son, how can I let him go?

Where is he being held now?"

“He is not in our militia. He was taken away by the head of the militia department early in the morning.

I guess he is still in the militia department."

"Well, I understand.

Next time I'm free, I'll treat you to a drink.

By the way, where does your section chief live?

I would like to visit..."

The militia captain gave an address, and He Daqing secretly memorized it.

After a few perfunctory words, He Daqing left with an excuse.

We arrived at the place where the head of the militia department lived, a small courtyard with a separate entrance.

I have to say, he is a person who knows how to enjoy himself.

Under the shade of the trees, a group of old men were playing chess.

He Daqing intentionally or unintentionally inquired about the situation at the militia chief's home.

"Master, smoke a peony.

The house opposite has its own door and yard, and looks quite imposing.

Where did it come from?

Is he a landlord or a rich man?

When the old men who were playing chess saw that Mudan was the one to draw, they didn't show any courtesy to He Daqing at all.

A group of people started smoking and revealed some useful information.

"Much more powerful than the landlords and rich people, they get this."

As the old man spoke, he gestured with a pistol.

“With this in hand, what does a landlord mean to a rich man?

Ask him to hand over the house, and he will do so."

"Old Zhang, what nonsense are you talking about? How dare you say such nonsense?"

"I'm afraid of nothing, so I'll say it.

If I am well fed, my whole family will not be hungry, so why should I be afraid of him?"

"Don't be afraid, and don't get us into trouble.

Still want to play chess?"

"Humph, you are the only one who is afraid of death.

Back then, when I was fighting the Japanese, I would have given them peanuts to eat for their crimes."

The old man said a few tough words but didn't say any more useful information.

Although it was only a few words, it was enough information for He Daqing.

The head of the militia department doesn't seem to have a very good reputation among the officials around him.

It seems quite harsh, even old men in their seventies and eighties are afraid of it.

The origin of the courtyard, it seems, is also very disgraceful.

Most likely they had their eyes on some wealthy landlord's property, so they used coercion and bribery to seize the landlord's property deed and occupy his house.

Since you are greedy for money, it is easy to deal with.

To He Daqing, money nowadays is just a number.

No matter how much money you make, you can only spend it secretly, which is meaningless.

When He Daqing arrived at the militia department, the smoke dissipated and he finally met the chief of the militia department.

The head of the militia department was very enthusiastic and welcomed He Daqing into his office.

"Director He, why did you come here in person?

Is it because of He Yuzhu?

Look at what a mess this is, you're even bothering me to come here in person..."