In Mianbei, night falls.
Armed personnel with live ammunition escorted teams of people who had finished their twelve-hour shifts back to their homes, just like they were herding a group of pigs. If they walked a little slower, they would be kicked and scolded:
"Useless piece of shit."
What they ate was similar to pig food. They got their meals from tin pots and went back to the dormitory to eat. All kinds of dirty vegetables, so dirty that you couldn't tell the color, were mixed together, giving off a sour smell.
There was a large bunk bed with fifty or sixty people, with flies and mosquitoes flying everywhere. People who were sick and had a fever were lying there groaning. When people outside heard it, they pulled the people out.
Then everyone heard a gunshot.
Some people were extremely devastated, but they didn't even dare to cry loudly, and just sobbed and wiped away their tears.
Not far from this dormitory, you can see through the window that the conditions there are better. People inside can even drink some red wine, eat some steak, and eat some clean noodles.
Tonight, there was roasted suckling pig brought in from Chinatown, which made people drool just by looking at it.
Even in such an environment, someone actually set off fireworks, and not just one, but they continued to set off fireworks for half an hour, dyeing the entire sky in colorful colors, which looked magnificent.
But no one can appreciate such beauty, because every time a firework blooms, someone has completed a sales volume of 500,000.
There are so many fireworks this evening, there must be more than tens of millions, right?
Those who can live in the clean dormitory opposite and eat good meals are those who have accomplished their goals.
In the distance, there was a simple wooden shed with a pit dug and filled with dirty water. A woman was caught and thrown in this morning after she tried to escape.
The woman had thick iron chains on her hands and feet, and her hands and feet were all worn out.
A man with a feminine appearance squatted down and looked at the woman with interest:
"Don't be stubborn. Follow me from now on. You are good at fighting and shooting. You are a talented person."
"We have a wide range of businesses. The domestic market is a bit saturated now. We also do business overseas. If you don't like the business, you don't have to do it."
"I've caught you, and there's no way I'll let you go. I know the police in my country too well. I still remember the Mekong River. That whole area of ​​drug dealers paid with blood."
…
These words said everything the female police officer wanted to say. It was like adding layers of pressure on top of her head, making it impossible to breathe.
The man knocked over the basket next to him, and all the cow dung fell into the water, making the already dirty water look even dirtier.
"Tell me when you've made up your mind. I can let you live a decent and clean life here."
But the policewoman still gritted her teeth, her eyes firm and sharp:
"Don't think about it."
The man covered his nose, lowered his head, and said with a smile:
"I like your name, Lei Ming, which means lightning and thunder, power and light."
It was pouring rain and Lei Ming was soaked through. There were high-definition cameras here that could allow for interactive conversations. If she couldn't hold on any longer, she could call for help.
But she gritted her teeth, and when she couldn't hold on any longer, she fell directly into the dirty water.
On Saturday, Liang Peihe and I went to a border city. We first took a plane, then transferred to the high-speed rail, then to a bus, and then to a car owned by a colleague here.
There were many tourists on the bus, who were tortured by the bumpy road and vomited a lot.
When Liang Peihe watched Zhou Liuyi, he really felt that this guy was a ruthless person.
The people in the row behind him were vomiting with plastic bags in their hands, but he was in the front row, still concentrating on reading the information, not affected at all. From time to time, he would check the information on his mobile phone or ask about the development of Liang Peihe's case.
In Du Mingkun's case, a truck was needed to transport all the case files, but these cases now would probably require a whole train car.
After getting off the car, Liang Peihe took Zhou Liuyi to the cafeteria for dinner. However, when Zhou Liuyi entered the cafeteria, he first pulled three chairs, lay down directly, and covered his face with the case file.
Liang Pui Wo said:
"Are you too tired? Take a rest. We will start tomorrow."
Saturday one:
"I am confused by these cases."
"How many crimes are there in the criminal law? The case files we've seen so far include illegal fund-raising, human trafficking, telecommunications fraud, and so on. Adding them together, there must be nearly a hundred charges, right?"
"This is no longer like a fraud group, it's more like a fraud army."
After cracking down on Du Mingkun's gang, the province finally made up its mind to eradicate the entire online fraud chain.
But there were too many things involved, so Liang Peihe came here almost secretly, and took Pioneer over first.
Most of these criminals had escaped from within the country and were extremely vigilant. People like Xiang Zhun and Qin Li could not find any valuable clues, and Lei Ming disappeared after he went out.
Last time, Zhou Liuyi broke into the inside, found clues, and escaped unscathed. It was not an easy task.
Liang Peihe also knew that this kind of thing could not be rushed:
"Then eat something and have a good rest. We will start discussing ideas for handling the case tomorrow."
These cases were all shocking. When I first encountered them, Zhou Liuyi couldn’t even sleep.
So scary!
As soon as Zhou Liu closed his eyes and immersed himself in the darkness, he knew very well what he would face next.
Compared with the current case, Du Mingkun’s case is like a fight between Teletubbies.
When he woke up, it was still dark. Zhou Liu was a little hungry, so he had some instant noodles. He didn't like the smell of eating noodles indoors, so he came out and ate outside with the bowl of noodles. He ran into Liang Peihe smoking outside.
I don’t know if he hadn’t slept all night or if he woke up early.
But his eyes were red and bloodshot, looking a little hideous.
As soon as the two of them opened their mouths, they talked about the case. The ordinary life of joking around had nothing to do with them at this point.
Liang Peihe looked a little sad, and spoke slowly, like a narration in the night:
"Programmers have gone missing in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen. They all saw the overseas job postings online, came to this border town, and smuggled themselves out through human traffickers.
There is another group of people who, after joining the company, went on a team-building trip a month later, got visas, and went abroad with the entire company, and then they were all sold.
We still have dozens of people missing."
Speaking of this, Liang Peihe felt particularly sad. He had spent most of his life on these cases.
"These people generally have low education levels, most of them are from technical secondary schools or colleges, and quite a few have graduated from high school. When the Internet boom started, they looked for various institutions and concentrated on studying for a period of time.
They can write basic codes and maintain websites. When the industry is doing well, they earn high salaries, but they may work overtime until they die suddenly.
When the industry starts to go downhill, they will be laid off.
These people are called Internet migrant workers.
After becoming unemployed, in the current environment, it is difficult to find a satisfactory job with a similar salary level to the previous one. Most people have mortgages and car loans and live a tight life, so when they see information online, they will be tempted.
However, this is a bottomless scam.
Similar reports have been received from all over the country, not just one or two, but hundreds of cases, which is truly shocking.
In the previous live broadcast room, they defrauded the pensions of the elderly. When the performance was booming, I saw them on Saturday using dozens of mobile phones to make 10 million a day, but their accounts would be blocked soon and they would have to move to another place quickly because the police arrived very quickly.
But these cases are not just about money, they are about lives!"
On Saturday, he finished the instant noodles in just a few bites and found them tasteless. He could understand Liang Peihe's feelings.
Liang Peihe took the college entrance examination.
At that time, as long as you could get into university, you would have an extremely bright future. Studying meant that you would have a place to stay for the rest of your life.
But these young people nowadays have also received education, but so many of them have gone astray. Some people are specifically targeting them and hunting them down one after another.
These greedy devils not only set their sights on their wallets, but also wanted to completely devour their young bodies.
Liang Peihe smacked his lips and said:
"How does that saying go? Before you even put on your sword, you're already in the martial arts world."
This small border town is not very cool in the early summer evenings, but rather hot and muggy.
It was already three or four in the morning, and there were still people delivering food on the streets. It was very hard work. In this mountain city, electric bikes could not go up to many places, so people had to run up.
The delivery man who passed by them had sweat on his back.
Those who are glamorous are a minority. Too many people live like this.
Liang Peihe lit another cigarette and sighed:
“Most of the programmers who were deceived and taken abroad were engaged in fraud. Even if they were rescued, they would have a criminal record for the rest of their lives.
If they had not been rescued, many of them would be dead now, and their body organs would have been sold on the black market all over the world.
If we can take down these dens sooner, we can let our compatriots return home sooner."
Saturday's Question to Liang Peihe:
"What about Lei Ming?"
Liang Peihe has said so much now and is full of worry. What he is most worried about are those people who have been abducted abroad.
Lei Ming was the daughter of his old comrade-in-arms and now his comrade-in-arms, but there were only a few words mentioned about Lei Ming.
Are we going to let the children of martyrs become martyrs again?
Could it be that Lei Ming's father was buried under the national flag, and is his daughter also going to follow the same path?
After asking this question, Liang Peihe seemed to have aged by a dozen years, but he was still very determined and said to Zhou Liu:
"They don't dare to kill our police officers."
Saturday one:
"I don't believe it."
Liang Peihe was extremely determined:
"In the long-term anti-drug work, whenever our police have conflicts with drug dealers and there are casualties, all of us, from front-line police to leaders, will clean up the entire drug trafficking chain and make sure that no one in the chain is left alive."
“So, as long as their crimes are not punishable by death, they will never dare to kill our police officers.”
Saturday's aggressive:
"What if their crime is punishable by death?"
Liang Peihe did not answer.
Not all questions in this world have answers.
Saturday he threw away the instant noodle bucket, then lay down on the bed with his clothes on for a while. He knew very well that after dawn, he would have to fight!
Before we knew it, it was daybreak. Since everyone lived here, there was no commuting problem. Many people slept late, washed their faces with cold water in the morning, and came to the office to start work directly.
The local specialty breakfast here is rice balls wrapped with fried dough sticks, a bowl of spicy salty tofu pudding with red oil, or noodles with spicy condiments.
This kind of breakfast is high in oil and spicy, and the portions are large. Even the fruits are added with salt and chili, which are used to refresh the mind and replenish salt.
It can be seen intuitively that the food culture here in the past was based on the docks along the river, and most people were hard laborers. Until now, there has been no decent industry or developed industry here.
Zhou Liuyi grabbed a bottle of iced coffee from the vending machine and hurried upstairs.
When Saturday came, Liang Peihe did not say hello to everyone. The people attending the meeting were from the previous Lijian team, who had been integrated into the current special task force.
There were a lot of people, but the atmosphere of the meeting was very depressing. Many people looked much thinner and haggard. It was obvious that this case had tortured everyone greatly.
Moreover, he also has to bear the pressure of Lei Ming's disappearance.
Everyone was an old acquaintance. Shang Tiankun and Mao Jian were quite surprised to see Zhou Liuyi. Their bloodshot eyes were filled with joy. Then they were a little speechless and quickly ran over through the crowd:
“You’re here too!”
"It's good that you're here!"
"You're finally here!"
…
Then, Qin Li, Xiang Zhun... these older criminal police officers immediately looked over at Zhou Liuyi, and some even pulled out chairs and sat behind him with Zhou Liuyi.
It seems that a small center has been formed around Saturday.
Even Xu Zhongping, a well-known cybersecurity expert in the provincial department, came to Zhou Liuyi's side.
At this time, other policemen were asking:
"Who is this person?"
"Where did this temporary worker come from?"
…
Shang Tiankun slammed the table:
"Zhou Liuyi, you don't even know him, but he is a major contributor to the October 12 major women trafficking case."
A policeman raised his hand:
"I've heard of this policeman. His name is Zhou!"
Saturday one forehead support.
Mao Jian Road:
"Some time ago, the legendary scammer, Du Mingkun's gang, was caused by us six people who played a key role."
After these words were spoken, the entire conference room fell silent.
Du Mingkun's case has wide implications, and the part involving collusion between officials and businessmen has not been declassified yet. Now the discipline inspection commissions in various places have already taken action. Du Mingkun's case covers a particularly long period of time, and many people were not caught until they retired.
During this period, many people have seen in the news that a certain official retired for two years and then received a prison meal package.
The most core person in this case has become a mysterious figure.
Everyone would privately speculate whether this mysterious person was an expert professor in a certain field, or a powerful figure...
But no matter how hard they thought, they could not imagine that he was such a young policeman with no background.
Zhou Liuyi politely diffused the atmosphere:
"It took everyone's efforts to solve the case. I just brought back a few clues."
But once everyone sat down on Saturday, the atmosphere was obviously different. The originally lifeless meeting room was now like a gust of wind that blew away all at once.
When Liang Peihe entered the room, Qin Li looked around and asked curiously:
“Is this throwing a catfish into the fish pond?”
Liang Peihe smiled and shook his head:
"This kid's family sells instant noodles right in front of the electronics city. The competition there is so fierce. He has to work quickly every day and greet customers with a smile. If he doesn't have some emotional appeal, how can he attract people?"
Qin Li said with a sigh:
"Then this kid is best suited to engage in pyramid selling."
Liang Peihe was extremely pleased:
"We are so lucky that this guy is one of our own. If he had gone astray, we would probably have spent the rest of our lives just dealing with his cases."
The case report meeting was held very quickly, and all the clues were reviewed.
The reason why Lei Ming disappeared was that she touched the core area and obtained evidence that could convict the criminals, but she was discovered and detained.
So we now have two tasks. The first is to rescue Lei Ming, and the second is to destroy the criminals entrenched on the border.
The task force achieved fruitful results.
A small gang mainly engaged in DOSS hijacking was destroyed, and more than a dozen people were arrested.
An Internet pyramid scheme group that did not have time to escape was targeted, and dozens of its offline members, including the group leader, were arrested.
…
With today's Internet crimes, there are basically no clues, and even the police are unaware that they have committed a crime.
As long as the surface is revealed and some information can be locked onto, we can unravel the mystery and get a glimpse of the whole picture.
It seems that the scale of the completed cases is very large.
The accumulated funds now amount to more than 300 million.
However, Zhou Yu flipped through the case files without saying a word, listened to everyone's speeches, and then went straight to Liang Peihe after the meeting:
“I think your thinking is wrong.”
Liang Peihe looked at Zhou Liuyi, meaning for him to speak.
Saturday pointed out bluntly:
"Gambling fraud, Internet pyramid schemes, they are just computers facing each other, what about the upper echelons?"
Liang Peihe asked Saturday:
"What do you want to do?"
Saturday one:
"No venture, no gain."
This time is completely different from the last time, because in this country, the law and public security system clearly stipulate that homicide cases must be solved until the victim is dead.
But under such high pressure, Du Mingkun and his ilk would still silence people by killing them. You can imagine how crazy these scammers are.
This criminal gang is really into murder and robbery, buying and selling human organs, and leaving people without a burial place.
But it is extremely difficult for Zhou Liuyi to unravel them all and catch them all in one fell swoop.
There is no point in arguing about these things now. Lei Ming's life or death is uncertain, and the best card Liang Peihe can play is Saturday and Monday.
Zhou Liu was flamboyant and was best at catching people off guard. He picked up one of the cases he was about to handle:
"I will take his place!"
Liang Peihe frowned because the information Zhou Liuyi obtained was from a small group set up by a gambling website.
They first create a few groups through small movie websites, then deliberately show off their wealth, and then attract people to recharge for gambling.
At the beginning, people will win a small amount, but then they will lose a lot.
"Since these scammers can cut other people's leeks, why can't we cut their leeks?"
Liang Peihe looked up suddenly:
"Is this still possible? How do you do it?"
Zhou Liuyi leaned forward. Liang Peihe had never realized that Zhou Liuyi's eyes could be so dark and bottomless:
"They are cunning, I will be more cunning than them. They are cruel and ruthless, I will be more cruel and ruthless than them."
Twenty years later, Liang Peihe saw the shadow of Zhou Kuan on Zhou Liuyi's face.
Zhou Kuan is gentle and never quarrels with others, but at the most critical moment, he stepped forward and saved all the people who queued in the morning.
Zhou Liuyi usually looks like a sunny boy, but he never stands up at critical moments.
Liang Peihe looked into his eyes:
"Do you have any other requests?"
Saturday had a look of relief on his face, with a hazy smile:
"No, the good days of my life have just begun. I will definitely come back, and I will definitely bring her back."
It's night time, in the red light district.
Several plainclothes officers blocked a dilapidated building, and the man standing guard at the door was subdued before he could even shout.
Shang Tiankun tried hard to hold back and not spit in the man's face. He was so shameless. His wife was selling herself inside while he was standing guard outside and collecting money.
There was a lot of noise inside, and the guy who came to buy was even more shameless. He liked other people's husbands to eavesdrop outside.
When Xing Yong was arrested, he covered his face tightly:
"Stop filming, stop filming, I'll pay more! Is it okay to pay more? There is love between us, real love, I will treat her well, please help us..."
This acting genius is getting more and more like the character.
The woman in front of him was so moved that she started to cry:
"I will divorce my husband when I get home!"
This group of plainclothes officers know this guy's information better than their own uncle. He changes a girl every night and uses the same rhetoric. If you don't know him, you would think he is honing his acting skills.
"Police! Be quiet!"
A policeman couldn't stand it anymore and yelled.
Qin Li had plenty of time for this kind of mission, so he took Xing Yong's phone and asked for the password. Then he flipped through it and said to the man:
"From now on, you are already a dead person."
Xing Yong collapsed to the ground in fear:
"No way, you policemen kill people?"
Qin Li's resolute face rarely smiles, but now the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, imitating the tone of a certain guy:
"Social death, social death, is it also a kind of death?"
Xing Yong's face turned pale. He had a legitimate job as the honorary president of a local charity foundation.
What is often posted in the circle of friends every day is, please move your hands, save the children, save the elderly.
And he used this money to do this.
Xing Yong has another identity. He is secretly the group leader of a downstream group of a gambling website.
Anonymous, of course.
Back in the office, many people looked at Xing Yong's online profile, especially the female police officer, who found it unbelievable:
"He's very handsome, and he often brings his wife and children to events, but he's actually a scammer! And he's out selling sex every day?"
The older and more experienced police officer gave them some general knowledge:
"What's the big deal? Before the celebrities' reputations were exposed, didn't you all think they were really pure and otherworldly? It was only when they went in and started working on the sewing machines that you thought you were blind and had misjudged them."
This is just a small episode, a drop in the bucket compared to the huge case.
As soon as I got the phone on Saturday, I opened the dialog box managed by Xing Yong, and started pressing the voice button and talking nonsense.
Of course, Zhou Liuyi never fights a war without preparation.
Xing Yong discovered this point after analyzing several gambling websites. This website is relatively new, so it is still in the pig feed stage.
Feeding pigs means giving people who come in a little sweetness. By registering as a new user, you can get some rebates.
Xing Yong probably worked in pyramid schemes before, so he likes to use the method of recruiting people to do this.
On Zhou Liuyi, he stole Xing Yong's account and started bragging in the group, sending out large red envelopes of one thousand yuan each. Everyone could receive it, and after receiving it, they could register as new users and then have some fun.
What Zhou Liuyi said was very generous:
"Win or lose, it's all mine."
With this move, everyone can get 100 yuan, and the group is really excited. In recent years, no one likes to play the red envelope game anymore. You only need to move your fingers, register a new user, play a game, and earn dozens of yuan. It's a great deal.
Many people began to drag their relatives and friends into the group like crazy.
The number of red envelopes sent out on Saturdays and Mondays increased. In just two or three days, 60,000 to 70,000 red envelopes were sent out.
At this time, an invisible eye finally noticed that there was a problem here.
In a gambling factory that was branded as a textile factory, a man who looked like a supervisor directly tied up the person who was in charge of operation and maintenance.
They did not use Internet titles, but directly referred to them as team leader or class leader, which also avoided sensitive words.
Fang Hui was promoted to team leader and his sales performance reached 20 to 30 million.
According to the factory's system, a profit of 100,000 yuan is converted into 10,000 yuan, and the redemption fee is 100,000 yuan. Fang Hui has actually saved enough money to redeem himself, but he still wants to earn more money to go back.
Fang Hui was so scared when he saw the money pouring out of the area he was responsible for. However, he yelled at his men to plug the loopholes, check for viruses, and restart the equipment... but it was all useless!
The crazy loss of money immediately attracted the attention of the bodyguard leader here.
He spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the programmer Fang Hui's face, cursing him ferociously. Not far away were dozens of work computers, and on the table here were cigars, drugs, and various torture instruments.
The supervisor wore glasses and a suit, and looked different from these uneducated and uncultured hooligans , so he was nicknamed Glasses.
Glasses pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and said politely:
"Do you know how much we have lost now?"
Fang Hui was so scared that he knelt down:
"Give me another chance, I will definitely reduce the losses. No, no, no, I will definitely let our website continue to make money..."
Zhou Liuyi hacked into the website and modified the reward rules. As the inviter, Zhou Liuyi should have received a 10 yuan cashback every time a new user registered, but he changed it to 1,000 yuan.
It’s not that Zhou Liuyi’s technology is so awesome, but there are so many online gambling websites like this, and they change very quickly to evade supervision.
But patient hackers can completely infiltrate these websites into a sieve.
In Zhou Liuyi's eyes, their website was full of loopholes.
Of course, all the people in the Anti-Fraud Center also registered. Shang Tiankun was very happy when he saw the money coming into his account:
"Let them cut our leeks, and now we will cut them back in return."
The man with glasses smiled sinisterly:
"After all, you are my friend, so I can't treat you too badly. I also know that your job is extremely hard."
The man with glasses asked someone to serve Fang Hui a good meal, including fish and roast chicken. Fang Hui swallowed a few times:
"Brother Glasses, please believe me. I will definitely work hard in the future and will never let our company continue to suffer losses..."
The man with glasses gave him the roast chicken in the plastic bag:
"Eat it."
Fang Hui picked up the chicken leg and started eating it in big mouthfuls. The man with glasses winked at his men, who immediately called the other staff members over:
Meeting.
"I've said it so many times, be more serious, be more careful, we deal with money every day, so we have to be bold and careful, money is not easy to make now, our industry is becoming more and more inward-looking, there are more and more scammers in the world, and there are not enough fools."
"Be smarter from now on and don't let me worry about you all the time, okay?"
"You can't just eat and not work, right? I never keep idle people here."
…
After saying that, the man with glasses picked up a wrench from the table and smashed it directly on Fang Hui's head, making his brain splatter. He cursed:
"This pig brain is a bit fishy."
Then he said disdainfully:
"This man can't stay up late any longer. If he does, his liver won't be worth the price."
Everyone was silent. Some people with poor mental quality fainted, and some vomited continuously.
The man with glasses just took a tissue and wiped his hands elegantly:
"Everyone should go back and work hard. Only by working hard can we have a bright future."