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

If this wasn't intentional, Du Shi'an would have turned his last name upside down.

Who is so bold as to touch the people sent by Du Shian?

Who had the ability to start such a big fire and block the firefighting efforts so that they couldn't put it out?

Du Shi'an was secretly frightened by the hidden power behind this. He even felt that burning Zheng Guangming to death was not only to stop him from investigating the case, but also to make an example of him.

And I am this monkey.

He was a little scared, and as he looked at the pale sky, he fell into deep thought.

Who is the culprit and who can I trust?

After much hesitation, he called the top leaders of your province. They had all just arrived in your province and had been in office for less than a year.

If these bones were found within the past five years, then he believed that the new leader should be innocent and was one of the few people he could trust.

......

The provincial capital of your province.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Fang Weiguo walked into his office. There were two simple words written on it: Secretary.

Yes, he was Fang Weiguo, the former second-in-command of Yue Province. Because of Ye Lin’s contribution to the chip factory, he was promoted to become the top leader of Gui Province.

Although your province is not a very wealthy province, but having reached this step, there are endless possibilities in the future.

Just at 9 o'clock, Fang Weiguo received a call.

He glanced at his cell phone. There were not many people who could call him. There were a few big words written on it: Yangzhou Xu Wenzhou.

He frowned. Receiving a call from his subordinate early in the morning gave him a bad feeling.

"Hey, Wenzhou, what's up?"

"Secretary Fang, I'm sorry to bother you so early. I have something urgent to report to you."

In just twenty minutes, Fang Weiguo did not say a word, but his expression became increasingly uglier.

He had been the second-in-command in Yue Province for so many years, and he understood everything about right and wrong. Zheng Guangming’s death this time was definitely not an accident.

There are definitely big problems in Aisan County, but he had heard about some things in your province before coming here.

Your province has many mountains, weak industry and poor commerce, but you have one thing that is enough, and that is coal mines.

Your province's coal mines are among the best in the country. Just relying on this one thing is enough to support the entire province's finances.

Coal mining is a highly profitable industry. Despite the large number of private coal mines, they are actually controlled by a few families.

Although the coal mines have been almost completely mined out in recent years, these families are growing stronger and stronger.

After Fang Weiguo took office, he visited several families and witnessed their power. It can be said that they have infiltrated every aspect of your province.

So if Zheng Guangming’s death this time is related to these families, it would be terrible.

He has only been here for less than a year, and he has too few confidants and no one at his disposal.

Faced with Du Shian's call for help, Fang Weiguo was a little overwhelmed.

After he hung up the phone, he asked Du Shi'an to follow the normal procedures and not to provoke the mastermind for the time being, and to think about what to do himself.

Fang Weiguo sat silently in the chair and sighed. This place was different from Yue Province. If he were in Yue Province, where his Fang family was wealthy and powerful and had countless forces supporting him, he would not dare to get involved in such matters.

Suddenly, Fang Weiguo's eyes lit up. Yue Province, yes, there is someone in Yue Province who can help him.

He excitedly took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

......

A week later, Aisan County had returned to its former tranquility, and Xu Wenzhou discovered that he had not been dismissed from his post. Although he was scolded, at least he kept his position.

He discussed it with Qiao Wei privately and felt that Du Shian was just afraid and might think that he was also involved, so he didn't dare to touch him.

The burned-down guesthouse has been completely abandoned. Everything is gone. The task force has also withdrawn. There is nothing else to do. There is nothing left to investigate. All the information has been burned.

Everything here seemed to have returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

The coal mines in Aisan County need a large number of miners, but the locals are no longer willing to do this. They either directly contract the coal mines or engage in some coal-related industries or service industries. In short, they are unwilling to go down to the mines to dig coal.

Therefore, Aisan County needs a large number of migrant workers, among which the labor market on Laodong Road is the largest miner recruitment site in Aisan County.

On November 11, a young man appeared in the Laodong Road Market. He was wearing a large black cotton jacket that was dirty and torn. His hair had not been washed for a long time and was growing all over the place.

He had a dirty face with spots all over it, and it was hard to tell whether they were caused by dirt or were natural. His face was covered with beards on both sides, and his lips were surrounded by wildly growing beards, so dense that it was impossible to tell what he really looked like.

After he came in, he looked around in doubt, as if he was afraid of being recognized. After making sure there were no policemen or acquaintances here, he lowered his head, found a corner to squat down, and looked at the door with eyes full of desire and some fear.

Sitting next to the young man was an old man in his 50s, with the cheapest cigarette in his mouth. He silently looked at the young man next to him and handed him a cigarette.

The young man took a look, hesitated, and shook his head.

The old man didn't insist. He took the cigarette back and put it back into the cigarette box.

"Looking at you, you must have escaped, right?" the old man said calmly.

When the young man next to him heard this, his body immediately shrank like a cheetah, with a gleam of light in his pupils, and he looked at the old man vigilantly.

The old man laughed and said, "Don't be nervous. Many people who come here have secrets. No one will check."

But the young man didn't believe it and still didn't relax. His hands were still groping on the ground silently, ready to attack at any time.

The old man tilted his head and looked at him calmly, "Keep calm, you still have a long time to live here."

After that, he pointed to the tall and strong man squatting on the opposite side, but with a depressed look, "Look, that one is intentionally hurting people."

"The one with the glasses broke someone's head in a fit of rage."

"And this one, he stole something and ran away."

"There are so many people committing crimes here, and no one cares." The old man threw away the cigarette butt and stomped it out with his foot.

The young man looked at the people the old man mentioned. It seemed that they had something in common with him that was hard to explain. He began to believe what the old man said.

"Then...how can we find work here?" the young man asked.

"Yes, what do miners do? You can go anytime. Those with ID cards get 200 a day, and those without ID cards get 100 a day." The old man said casually.

"The coal mines love people like you the most. The price is cheap, you don't dare to run around, and you don't dare to get into trouble." The old man went on, but there was always a hint of self-deprecation in his tone.