Huang Ziliang ate the noodles in big mouthfuls, licking the bottom of the bowl clean with his tongue, and smacked his lips as if he was still not satisfied.
"Can I have another bowl tomorrow morning?"
Lei Ming nodded:
"Can."
Huang Ziliang held his head and started crying:
"The police are better. They don't negotiate so many conditions with me..."
Huang Ziliang explained in great detail how he borrowed money, how he was rejected by the temporary bank worker, how Pang Hu came to him, and how he was finally cheated out of all his money. It was quite detailed.
"Don't you know that if you get involved in pornography, gambling and drugs, your life will be ruined?"
Huang Ziliang shook his head:
"Comrade police officer, you are less than 30 years old this year, right? I really envy your generation. As long as you study hard and work hard, you can have a job that can provide you with food and clothing.
Now people are talking about involution, competition, and unemployment every day on the Internet. In your eyes, serving dishes and carrying sandbags are not work. Only sitting in an office, typing on a computer, paying five insurances and one fund, and being a leader in a government agency are called work.
But back then, people would get beaten to a pulp just to carry sandbags. When I was in my early twenties, I helped my family with farm work, growing . Without chemical fertilizers, I had to remove manure from the manure pit.
Someone competed with me and jumped into the pit ahead of time, trying to occupy the manure.
As a result, the weather was too hot and the feces in the pit fermented and turned into methane. That stuff is carbon monoxide, the component in coal gas, which is poisonous. People who went down there would die.
It was scary. He fell right in. The barefoot doctor and the old people in the village took a lot of effort to get him out.
Can you imagine?
For a little bit of manure, a living person died! I wanted to jump, but I hesitated for a moment. If I hadn't hesitated, I would have been the one who died!
Later on, I just wanted to stand out, like making money, making a lot of money.
But we all come from small places. How can we get along with others and find ways to do business? Isn’t it just eating, drinking and playing cards together?
As long as there is a way to get money, I have to grab it quickly. I am afraid that I will become the desperate person who robs the manure pit! "
Therefore, Huang Ziliang was thoroughly understood by the people who had scouted the area in advance. The other party had tailored a scam based on his behavioral patterns and thinking characteristics.
Huang Ziliang's confession was submitted and compared with Pang Hu's confession. There was almost no discrepancy between the two statements and they were completely consistent. Other details also corroborated each other.
Xie Min put all these things together and asked Liang Peihe:
"Director Liang, have you noticed a problem? These cases seem to be different, but I can't tell where they are different."
Liang Peihe placed the case files one by one on the table in the conference room, arranged in chronological order. He soon discovered the problem:
"Director Xie, wait a minute. Let me think about it. Then you can see if what I think is the same as mine. These cases are clearly divided into two types. One is that the case value is small, but the number of victims is large, and the other is that the case value is high, but the number of victims is small.
Generally speaking, when we are handling cases, we find that the criminals have the same thinking pattern, so when we encounter cases with similar methods of committing crimes, we will handle them together.
However, the people we have arrested now are seriously divided, and their ideas and methods of committing crimes are quite different.
Therefore, it shows that someone has been opening a school to recruit disciples and instigating people to commit crimes, and new methods and concepts have emerged among these disciples. "
Liang Peihe slammed his fist on the table, extremely angry. A fraud gang not only failed to be caught, but continued to grow and become a cancer to social security.
It's outrageous!
Xie Min nodded, looking worried:
"That's what I wanted to say. Look at this case of Yanglao. It's obviously a Ponzi scheme. Such cases have been common in the past. How could it become a major case for their gang now? Their ambitions and appetites are definitely not limited to this!"
Liang Peihe also said:
"Hurry, start the meeting!"
The content of the meeting was to discuss the top organizations of the criminal gangs, where they were, and what their next target would be.
However, the meeting did not go smoothly. The sensitivity of these fledgling policemen to the case did not meet Liang Peihe's expectations.
Mao Jian, the artist, speaks his mind:
"What? Are these cases connected? These criminals know each other? If we catch one, can we catch the rest?"
Liang Peihe held his forehead with his hand, but still encouraged the newcomers:
“Yes, that’s what we are going to do.”
Shang Tiankun looked at it for a long time:
"But I still can't see the difference between Internet crime and these people using knives, guns, sticks and threats and bribes."
Xie Min asked Sheng Changfeng:
"I asked you to visit Liu Gui's home. Do you have any clues?"
When Sheng Changfeng and Lei Ming were not in charge of tracking, the two of them were visiting. After asking Han Chu, they started asking for Liu Gui's information.
Sheng Changfeng also took out a photo and placed it on the table:
"This woman, Zheng Zhuwei, was with Han Chu for three years, and she also married Liu Gui's son. Not long after that, Liu Gui died."
The thread of Pi Sanjin has been held in Nanyi's hand without any sign of loosening. From Saturday to now, the most crucial information has not been obtained.
What the police are best at is the human wave tactic, which is to eliminate a large number of clues.
"We took Zheng Zhuwei's photo and went to find Xie Yutian's wife, Su Miaomiao. She told us that this woman had also looked for her husband."
According to the information provided on Saturday some time ago, they had a meal with Zheng Zhuwei, and Nanyi also showed Zheng Zhuwei his financial resources.
Zheng Zhuwei, the woman who had always been out of the sight of many women, immediately returned to everyone's sight.
Mao Jian wiped his eyes:
"Why didn't you notice anything extraordinary about this woman before?"
Shang Tiankun said:
"Behind all these men who committed crimes are a group of women. Who can notice this one? Behind Jack Ma are countless women. Isn't it the same principle?"
Liang Peihe said directly:
"Check, Zheng Zhuwei is not a local resident, everyone should work harder and make two more trips."
Lei Ming had to go on a long business trip, so she switched shifts with Xiang Zhun and found time to meet Zhou Liuyi.
In the convenience store, Zhou Liuyi bought Lei Ming a bottle of milk with oats and yellow peaches. Lei Ming saw the red mark on his neck, a long line of blood that had not yet healed completely, and reached out to touch it.
Saturday one step back and hide.
Lei Ming asked:
"Does it hurt?"
Saturday shakes his head:
“It was just a knock.”
Lei Ming was a criminal police officer who had dealt with many vicious criminals. She could tell that the marks were caused by a sharp dagger and were definitely not caused by a bump.
How can it not hurt?
What is Zhou Liuyi facing in the place she can't see?
"Director Liang means that now that we have a clue about big data, you can't help here and it's dangerous. You should withdraw. Your knowledge of computer technology and social engineering can also help in the office."
"The case we are investigating now overlaps with the case from 20 years ago."
"Your identities and mine are both sensitive, so we should withdraw from field operations."
…
Lei Ming spoke very quickly, and only the two of them could hear clearly.
Saturday went straight to the checkout, looked up and smiled:
"I'm doing fine."
He gave Lei Ming a chip, which contained a hint from Nanyi that the pension issue might just be a smokescreen.
But Nanyi has jumped out to become a famous brand herself, and I don’t know what her next goal will be.
Lei Ming watched Zhou Liuyi walk out of the convenience store.
In fact, Liang Peihe called her over alone last night and asked her to find a way to get Zhou Liuyi out.
Liang Peihe smokes a lot of cigarettes. He has no personal hobbies and his entire life is completely occupied by work.
When he was thinking about a problem, his personal office would be filled with the smell of cigarettes. He would smoke right into the ashtray, with circles of cigarette butts gathered together.
"Those who committed the crimes were between 25 and 35 years old. If they were still alive now, they would be between 45 and 55 years old. Their children and grandchildren would be around 30 years old."
"Zheng Zhuwei, you keep jumping around. I always feel uneasy."
"Zhou Liuyi and you have never given up. The incident was such a big deal back then. Even now, it is still an unsolved case in our province. A policeman died, and a bank employee also died. So much money was lost. No matter how long it takes, we have to investigate it."
"My old comrades, Lao Zhang is already 55 years old this year, and he is still on the front line of evidence!"
Lei Ming asked Liang Peihe:
"What do you want to say?"
The two of them thought of the same thing, but neither wanted to say it out loud.
Liang Peihe made a difficult decision:
"If they knew Zhou Liuyi was Zhou Kuan's son, what would they do?"
Lei Ming said without hesitation:
"Murder to silence the witness!"
Even if they don't have any evidence now, even if the possibility of pointing to that incident is not very high, it must never happen.
And now, Zhou Liuyi rejected Lei Ming and walked outside.
Nan Yi was waiting outside in the car. With the car window rolled down, Nan Yi hooked her arms around his neck and gave him a deep kiss.
Saturday, the voice was very low:
"Tonight, okay?"
Nan Yi smiled and said:
"No, what's the hurry?"
The requirement for Nanyi on Saturday was that since he had already shown up at the store, he had to understand the overall situation.
Nanyi is still dodging:
"What's the difference between seeing each other and not seeing each other? You just need to stay by my side, eat and drink with me, and enjoy life."
Saturday's bad game:
"When you go far away, you won't want to take them with you, will you?"
When Zhou Liu took out a stack of contracts, Nan Yi's face changed. These were all the things she had locked in the safe. There were four or five names involved in the shareholding of this pension company's shares.
But if Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts doesn’t introduce them, who would know who these people are and where they are.
Nanyi Jujudo:
"I really can't do anything to you. Who made me like you? In a few days, you will know who they are."
When the sky was clear, Nanyi took Zhou Liuyi to ride horses at a horse farm in the suburbs. The park's waiter drove over in a tour bus, and Nanyi waved to Zhou Liuyi to come over.
"This is Mr. Zhang from Hengxiang Industrial."
An old man with fifty-year-old hair looked at Zhou Liuyi with some disdain:
"Is this the person you like?"
Nan Yi smiled and said:
"No, he fell in love with me."
Zhang Fengxi patted the horse on the butt:
"Women look for men to have someone to rely on. This kind of gigolo is totally unreliable."
Nan Yi said calmly:
"It's not your turn to worry about this, Uncle Zhang."
Zhou Liuyi's trip was not in vain. Zhang Fengxi asked Zhou Liuyi to help him crack the password and then transfer the money.
This will use the bank's image verification. Zhou Liuyi thinks it's great because Liu Gui actually has a share in it.
When verifying, Zhou Liu pulled out a picture and used software to design the movements of opening the mouth and blinking.
All of this money is recharged by the elderly and used to purchase financial management products from nursing homes. The more they pay, the free money they can get in the future, and they can continue to receive money like a pension.
They revitalized several manors and often took people there for tours, where they could eat for free and enjoy the facilities on the manors, and they were also given two kilograms of eggs when they were finished.
The number of people who recharge is still increasing.
"The money in this fund pool should be in a bank's escrow account, and individuals cannot touch it."
Zhang Fengxi laughed out loud:
"Can't move? As long as the money is in my account, it's mine. Why can't I move it? Banks don't even have a complete regulatory mechanism.
Do you watch the news ?
A company had 3 billion yuan in the bank, but it actually used the money to guarantee other companies. When the other companies couldn't pay back the money, the company had to use their money to make up the difference.
I'm just using my own money, what's wrong with that?"
Zhou Liu's fingers were flying on the computer, and Nan Yi came over with a glass of milk, with a somewhat complaining tone:
"I told you not to get involved, but you didn't listen."
Saturday smiled and said:
"When I was a kid, I didn't understand how many financial intermediaries made money. An adult told me that when you cut meat, the oil will stick to the knife, right?"
Although it was Zhang Fengxi who entered the key, Zhou Liuyi recorded it by keyboard monitoring. Then Zhang Fengxi went out, and Zhou Liuyi retrieved it from the work log and asked Nanyi to take a photo of it with his mobile phone.
Nanyi's excited hands had no place to put:
“That’s amazing.”
I asked her on Saturday:
"No matter what you do now, you need to deal with the Internet. Don't you have any team of your own?"
After filming at the Nanyi Academy, she uploaded the photos to the cloud data and then deleted them from her phone. This is the limit of what she can do with her phone.
She did not answer Zhou Liuyi's question. When she was about to leave, she said:
“People with skills are terrible.”
Just as Nanyi was taking Zhou Liuyi to different places, Sheng Changfeng and Lei Ming finally arrived at Zheng Zhuwei's house after a long journey.
Zheng Zhuwei's father, who suffered from hemiplegia, was using a crutch to bask in the sun outside. The nanny tried to feed him some water, but he spilled more than half of the water. There was undisguised disgust in the nanny's eyes.
Lei Ming went over to show his ID, and the nanny put the cup down and wandered off somewhere else:
"Let's make it clear. I'm not being lazy. You guys have something to ask."
When Zheng Huozhong saw Lei Ming's ID, he fell off his chair in excitement and spoke incoherently, but Sheng Changfeng and Lei Ming could not understand what he said and they fainted instead.
this?
Nothing has been asked yet.
Lei Ming quickly dialed 120 and took the person away.
In the private room of the restaurant, while eating noodles, the nanny told the police what she knew:
"This old man made a fortune more than 20 years ago, but in 2000, communications were not well developed, and he didn't even have a phone when he went out to work. He had just gotten married and had no news for more than two years, so his wife got together with someone else, and then this guy came back driving a car.
At that time we still used oxen to plow the fields, and who had ever seen a car?
But his wife already had a child with someone else, so he was angry every day, drinking and playing mahjong, and lost all his money.
A few years ago, his wife worked as a laborer cleaning windows and fell from the third floor and died. He drank alone at home and had a stroke. He now suffers from Alzheimer's disease.
His cheap daughter, although he can give her money and stuff, can't come back every day."
The nanny also provided a photo, a group photo of five people, but except for Zheng Huozhong, the heads of the others were scratched off.
Lei Ming's hands were even shaking as he held the photos, because these people might very well be the murderers.
Especially the person standing in the middle, wearing leather sandals which were not popular at that time, revealing a pair of feet, with the toes of his right foot missing.
This is infinitely close to the truth!
But in the photos taken more than 20 years ago, there are very few similarities between the people in the photos and those now. More than 20 years ago, they were young people, but now they have become old people.
The nanny was busy making phone calls to inform Zheng Zhuwei, and at Lei Ming's instruction, she concealed their presence.
Lei Ming and Sheng Changfeng quickly contacted the Anti-Fraud Center. Liang Peihe arranged Xiang Zhun and Shang Tiankun to keep an eye on Zheng Zhuwei.
Lei Ming looked at the photo he had taken on his phone, his face expressionless, but he covered his eyes with his hands and tears fell.
Sheng Changfeng handed her the tissue.
Lei Ming asked Sheng Changfeng:
"What does it feel like to grow up with a dad?"
Sheng Changfeng was speechless for a moment. He couldn't answer this question. When he was at his most rebellious, in adolescence, his father suddenly became a martyr.
Dad is too busy at work, has a bad temper, is forgetful, and has the final say at home. As the boy grows up, he wants his father to change these habits, but there is no chance to have a good talk about these things.
He has become a monument, a perfect good man in the eyes of others, and nothing can be said about him anymore.
"If I have a child, I will try my best to be a good father and accompany my child as he grows up. When this case is over, I will go on blind dates, sell my old house and buy a house in the city center with a good school district, so that I can be more competitive when I go on blind dates."
Lei Ming sniffed and smiled:
"Are you still a police officer?"
Sheng Changfeng said:
"Of course, I found that among the civil servants' salaries, the salary for our type of work is quite good, and there is also a sense of accomplishment, so of course I have to continue doing it."
Lei Ming leaned against the back of the car and looked at the clear Milky Way in the sky. No matter what happened, life had to go on.
The loved ones who have left are gone, and we still have to keep looking forward.
"But I don't want to become a vulgar housewife. I think that kind of life is boring."
“In fact, the elders urge you to get married not to turn you into a vulgar housewife, they just hope that you can be more connected with the world, so that after they leave this world, you will still have people who care about you and people you care about.
That way no matter what happens, you still have people around you who can take care of you, your life still has a purpose, and there are people you want to take care of and protect.”
Sheng Changfeng changed the subject:
"I'm good at taking care of people. I wash clothes, cook and mop the floor, drive and make travel plans, and I'm also a social expert. Girls who are with me will definitely not feel bored."
This was obviously a hint. Lei Ming smiled and declined politely:
"Then congratulations in advance on your successful blind date."
I summarized all the numbers on Saturday and found that there were more than half of the gaps, but Nanyi always skipped them.
Southern Arts Road:
"You are a good person in every way, except that you are too curious, which is not a good thing."
Saturday one:
“If you don’t have curiosity, you’re like a screw on an assembly line, and you don’t even know how you’ll die.”
Nanyi did not explain this to Zhou Liuyi, but instead asked Zhou Liuyi to accompany her father all the time:
"We are going to live together in the future, so be nice to my dad."
Being nice to her father meant ordering a few more bottles of wine and inviting a few more beautiful women to come over and drink with him.
The old man is actually very disliked. Those who serve drinks just try their best to get him drunk, and after he's done drinking, they just pat their butts, take the money and leave.
Then, the old man sleeps for a whole day and doesn't make any trouble.
Saturday Questions to NAFA:
"Are you good to your father?"
Southern Arts Road:
"Of course, this is my only relative in the world. How could I be bad to him?"
Zhou Liu looked at the bottle of wine in his hand and fell into deep thought.
Nanyi poured two more glasses of wine and asked Zhou Liuyi:
"Vodka or rum?"
Saturday looked at two glasses of amber liquid:
"I prefer rum."
Nanyi smiled and said:
"I don't like rum."
Saturday one:
"Is there any difference? They are both high-concentration alcoholic beverages. They are like knives in the mouth and fire in the lower abdomen."
Nan Yi took a sip:
“I don’t like rum because it represents poverty and desperation. It was the favorite drink of pirates in the past. Do you think anyone would be willing to be a pirate if they had a choice?
In the sixteenth century colonies, slaves distilled and aged this crude sugarcane wine for a period of time, which was low cost and cost-effective.
The pirates had no choice because there was no clean fresh water or source of vitamins on the sea. The only source of warmth, heat and fresh water was rum.
Large quantity, cheap, and very cost-effective. ”
Nan Yi drank the rest, her eyebrows knitted together, and her slender neck seemed to be stained with a layer of red:
"I'm like this glass of rum."
Liang Peihe was so angry that he smashed the cups. Because according to his level, he only got to know more about the case when the case was investigated to this point.
He called the retired bank employee and asked repeatedly:
"Is there gold in your safe?"
The old man who could be Liang Peihe's father spoke inarticulately and babbled:
"Yes, gold. I have never seen so much gold. Small yellow croakers with our bank's stamp on them. Each one weighs 500 grams. According to the current value, it should be worth 40 to 50 million..."
Liang Peihe suppressed his anger:
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"
There are also arguments over there:
"Is this something we can tell you? I thought you all knew that our leaders had given an order that we cannot tell anyone. This is the treasure of our bank. If anyone knew it was lost, investors and shareholders would flee. Our bank has only been established for a few years. How can we give people confidence?
Money is just paper. How can it be compared with gold?
We have been using RMB for settlement, which has only happened in recent years. If we lose money, we can say it is lost money. But can we say that we lose gold?
Those large foreign institutions secretly exchanged the pledged gold for paper money to pay their customers, which would cause political instability!
Economics and politics have always been a big chess game.
How can we tell others that we don’t have gold? This is a serious problem.”
Liang Peihe was almost pissed off by this:
"Then do you know that this will cause us to make mistakes in the direction of our investigation?"
The owners refused to tell the police what they had lost.
The other party was still tepid:
"Director Liang, this really can't be blamed on us."
Liang Peihe said angrily:
"Do you blame us?"
That party blurted out:
"That's right, Chief Liang. Twenty years ago, you were still a trainee police officer. Your rank was there, and only a few superiors knew about it. Who can you blame? Now I've told you everything, haven't I? You were originally investigating murder and theft cases, but you still don't have any clues. We even thought that you were lazy and not serious about your work."
Liang Peihe has been a police officer for 25 years. Even his own leader would never say such things to him.
Then, Liang Peihe hung up the phone and asked Xie Min to come and answer it.