As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

According to a few of their drinking buddies, they decided to go there on the spur of the moment, and the murderer must have followed them.

Construction site, tracking, murder, and robbery.

Ye Lin slowly wrote down a few words, which were clues to the case itself.

Then he silently wrote two words next to it: "owe money."

This is the money that Zhang Yuan owed to the workers. So does this murder case have anything to do with the money he owed to the workers?

The workers asked for their wages, but failed, and then the killer hidden among the migrant workers killed Zhang Yuan?

It seems to make sense, but it's a bit mysterious.

Tomorrow, he will take Yu Haifeng and others to the construction site again to find out how much money Zhang Yuan owes to others and what the backgrounds of these debtors are.

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May 5th was the third day after the May 10 shooting.

The early morning sun rises slowly from the horizon as usual, leading the earth to warm up again.

Zhao Dashan climbed out of the bed. Zhao Facheng had already finished washing up. He excitedly went to meet the foremen. They wanted to estimate how many people there were in total and what they needed to prepare.

The construction site gradually became lively. The workers began to run around as if it was New Year's Day. Those who were still hesitant slowly made up their minds.

At the same time, Ye Lin also found Yu Haifeng and reported that he wanted to investigate Zhang Yuan’s unpaid wages.

Withholding wages for migrant workers is definitely a big deal in today's society, and it is socially sensitive, so Yu Haifeng did not dare to make a decision on his own and could only ask Gao Dawen again.

All the information was reported to Gao Dawen, who was also having a headache. He said irritably, "Damn it, we were just investigating a murder case, but how did it end up with unpaid wages? Do we have to investigate this?"

Ye Lin said affirmatively: "Director Gao, judging from the mud and sand left at the scene, the murderer is most likely someone from the construction site, or an ordinary worker. He followed me for so long and even robbed me of my money. It's unreasonable to say that he didn't have some financial problems."

Gao Dawen knocked his head in pain, his old face twisted into a knot. Of course he knew that Ye Lin was right. From the perspective of investigating the case, there was no problem, but how could there be such simple things in this world?

"Director Gao, we have to investigate." Ye Lin advised again.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a phone call to report." Gao Dawen was still a little afraid that something might happen, so he planned to call his direct superior, Director Zhu of the Municipal Bureau.

He had just taken out his cell phone and hadn't made a call when the landline on his desk rang.

Gao Dawen picked up the phone and heard an anxious voice on the other end.

After hearing just two sentences, Gao Dawen's face changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice: "Hold them steady, I'll be out right away."

After that, Gao Dawen hung up the phone abruptly, looked at the two people in front of him, his face darkened, and said unhappily: "Your bad words came true. The workers at the construction site are here to cause trouble and demand their wages."

"Come here to ask for wages? What does it have to do with us?" Yu Haifeng said in surprise.

"Humph, do you think they don't know? They just want to make a big fuss and then ask the government to pay back the money. Damn, we have to take the blame."

"You two, come with me."

Gao Dawen ran quickly towards the door, followed by Ye Lin and the others. People kept coming out of the office and rushed towards the door together. At this time, it was important to control them, because once they rushed in, the nature of the situation would change again.

As Gao Dawen ran downstairs, he heard a thunderous shout coming from the door: "Give me back my hard-earned money, give me back my hard-earned money, please let the government take charge."

The roaring sound was enough for Gao Dawen to imagine how many people were at the door.

Sure enough, when Gao Dawen rushed to the door, he saw a large crowd of people, probably hundreds of them.

There was such a large group of people, holding two bamboo poles and pulling a nearly ten-meter-long banner with black words on a white background: Give me back my hard-earned money, please let the government take charge.

Gao Dawen felt his head dizzy. Whatever he wanted, it didn't come true. Everything he didn't want came true.

Zhao Dashan also mixed in the crowd and touched the pistol at his waist and his cash. He brought all his things out today so that he could feel at ease.

Early in the morning, several foremen gathered everyone together, found some bamboo poles and banners, and drove the dump truck on the construction site to the door of the police station.

The police officer on duty decisively blocked the gate, reported to Gao Dawen and used his body to block the crowd.

Of course, these foremen are not fools. Their purpose is to get money. They will not attack the police station because the police have guns.

So everyone stood in harmony, and apart from shouting loudly, there was no physical contact at all.

Gao Dawen hurriedly took the megaphone prepared by his men, stood inside the gate and began to shout: "Workers, don't get excited, we can talk slowly if there is anything."

When the foreman outside saw a man in a white shirt coming, he realized that it was the leader.

The foreman at the head immediately raised his hand and said, "Leader, we just want our wages. They are all our hard-earned money."

"No problem, I can ask for money, but it's wrong for you to gather together like this. Disperse first, and then send a few representatives to talk to me."

"Leader, what is your position? How can we trust you?"

"I'm Gao Dawen, the director of the Xishan Branch. I'm the most senior one here." Gao Dawen gave his name.

When the workers outside heard this, they started talking about it.

They were wondering whether this branch chief was capable of doing the job.

Ye Lin and Yu Haifeng stood behind Gao Dawen and watched silently. This was not the time for them to step forward.

Because of the gathering of one hundred people outside, shouting and holding banners, many people had already stopped on the roadside to watch the fun.

Everyone is pointing fingers and talking, and who knows what rumors will arise.

Even across the street, Ye Lin saw a few foreigners watching there, they looked like people from the central region.

It is said that Chinese people love to watch the fun, it seems that foreigners are almost the same, Ye Lin thought silently.

However, these foreigners just took a quick look and hurried away. This is a good thing, as there will be no international disputes.

In order to gain the trust of his fellow workers, Gao Dawen asked the police officer on duty to open the door, and he walked forward with his men and put down the loudspeaker.

"My fellow workers, please tell me if you have anything to say." Gao Dawen smiled friendlyly.

"Director, we are working at the Yuezhou chip factory construction site. Manager Zhang Yuan was killed the day before yesterday, and he still owes us a lot of wages. The government needs to take charge of it for us." The foreman began to complain.

Gao Dawen cursed in his heart, this bastard, just let him die, but he still caused trouble for himself.

"Don't worry, I will definitely report your demands. You can disperse first and go back to the construction site." Gao Dawen persuaded. He didn't dare to say that the problem would definitely be solved. Who knows if there is any inside story or labor dispute? As a police chief, he dare not make such a guarantee.