"Has your security army company been sent out?" Mu Min straightened up. asked again.
Although Li Yayang is the Lingao Security Commander, she is the "Director of the Cultural Festival Security Countermeasures Headquarters" and exercises command authority in security management.
"It has been dispatched," Li Yayang said, "but looking at the trend is not enough. My only mobile force is the riot control company."
Originally affiliated to the Lingao Security Command, there were one national army company and three security army companies. It can barely make up for the gap in general vigilance. However, this time the National Police and Lingao Telecom jointly carried out the "Comprehensive Control of theft and Destruction of Communication Equipment" and all the troops were used up. There is only one Korean company left that can be mobilized.
Although there is no problem with the loyalty of the North Korean security forces, their language is unfamiliar and their military quality is not high. They can only act as door gods and wear armor to intimidate them. If you really want to carry out security tasks, you have to rely on the police.
"The anti-riot company cannot move. In the event of a mass riot, this is our only mobile force." Mu Min stared at the colorful markings on the transparent glass plate, biting her lips and thinking, today their mission is to ensure the culture They are responsible for the normal operation of the festival and protecting the safety of the elders and naturalized actors. They are not responsible for the specific arrest work.
The phone rang suddenly, and Mu Min answered the phone without waiting for the assistant to answer:
"I'm Mu Min." After a moment, her face suddenly became solemn and she said: "This is a new situation, okay, I understand. You don't need to interrogate in detail, just take the person to the Political Security Bureau and hand it over to Wu Mu. !”
"You mean a prostitute bought the national school uniform from you?" Yang Cao looked at Gou Bri with sharp eyes, making others feel a little cold.
A few minutes ago, a carriage from General Affairs Section 9 sped over and sent the middle-aged man with a black cloth cover over his head into her office.
According to the introduction of the police officer from the General Affairs Section 9 who made the handover, this person walked into the duty room of the police station early this morning, trembling and shouted at the officer on duty: "There is a rebellion!"
According to regulations, after someone shouts this sentence, the relevant adjustment procedures will automatically start. Of course, if he's talking nonsense. The consequences are so serious that no one but a madman dares to make this joke.
The police officer on duty did not dare to neglect and immediately called for the veteran police officer on duty. After a few words of conversation, the police officer immediately discovered a serious problem, and then the Lingao dictatorship quickly began to work around Goubli.
"Yes, yes, it's absolutely true... absolutely true." Goubli trembled. Trying to calm down, in order to increase the importance of what he reported. He immediately added: "He is a non-national!"
This Goubi was one of the earlier people to "conglong" here in Lingao, but he was just speculating at the beginning and his position was not firm. He did not become a naturalized cadre like others, but was only satisfied with being a small restaurant manager. Boss, get some information from the Australians and get some benefits.
Over the years, he regretted more and more. Compared with other naturalized citizens who surrendered at the same time, he still received a stipend to work as a "commissioner" of the police to collect information on petty thefts. But he is still a common man. It's not much better than being a cook for the Gou family. And the prisoners captured during the attack on Goujiazhuang are now more or less "officials". Last time he saw Yang Zeng, the former servant of Goujiazhuang, wearing a military uniform and carrying a foreign sword, walking on the street with three or four soldiers. He felt so jealous and regretful that he almost wanted to die.
A fortune that was pouring out of the sky, he just let it slip away so easily. Goubli knew that he was going to sell himself now and seek refuge, and he would not be able to do it without some real talent and practical knowledge, so his only hope was that a "major treason case" would fall into his hands.
Although I am just a "sitting investigator", I have very little access to "material". But he was determined to expose the major "treason" case. He usually reported some trivial things to the police station, but this time he was blindfolded and taken to this mysterious place. It must be a big deal.
Emperor Tian pays off his conscientious people. God finally gave him the key to wealth. However, if nothing is found out in the end, then it is not possible for him to continue to open a small shop and be the boss. He will probably have to work for Fu Buer for the rest of his life.
Thinking of this, his body trembled involuntarily.
Yang Cao picked up the bell and shook it: "Get a stenographer over here!"
The assistant nodded to leave, and she added: "Bring the tea." Then she glanced at Goubli again, "Do you smoke?"
"Yes, a little bit."
Yang Cao took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table and threw it to him: "Speak slowly and carefully."
"Please be more specific about the situation at that time, and report every detail truthfully." When Goubli heard this, he immediately cheered up: There is a drama! This is not the usual official standard answer: "We will pay attention", "We will investigate further" and so on.
"You know, I run a small restaurant and work for the police station," Goubuli said. "There is a prostitute named Xin Nachun who often comes to my shop..."
He felt a little uneasy when he said this, because Xin Nachun did illegal gold and silver exchange every time he came here.
If you are caught exchanging gold and silver privately, you will be sent to a labor camp for at least a month. If you reach a certain amount, you will be sent to Tiandu or Taiwan to "work until death."
He hesitated most of the night before going to report it because he was worried about this matter.
But things seem to be urgent now. If they can achieve great achievements, the leaders will not care about these things.
Fortunately, Yang Cao didn't ask why she often went to his store. He felt relieved and continued:
"A few days ago, Xin Nachun asked me about the school and the current situation of my cousins. When she was curious, he told her what my cousins saw and heard. They studied at Fangcaodi for two years, but they were older and their academic performance was average, so they were assigned after finishing junior high school."
He took a puff of cigarette as he said this: "She, she asked me, do they still have their school uniforms?"
"Uniforms?!"
"Yes, the school uniform." Goubli realized that this news was very useful and said quickly, "I said that the school uniform is still there, and then she suddenly asked me if I could sell the school uniform to her."
"Interesting," Yang Cao said thoughtfully, "Then what do you say?"
"At first I just thought she was joking. What's the use of old school uniforms? I didn't pay attention to it. But then she kept pestering me about it, saying that there were many rich people who immigrated from the mainland and wanted to try this Australia. I feel like a student, and I even offered to pay three hundred circulation coupons."
So rich! Yang Cao thought, such a pair of old clothes would sell for three hundred yuan in circulation coupons! This woman’s ulterior motives are clearly revealed!
"Then did you promise her?"
"I wouldn't do it. What she did was simply insulting the gentlemen. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."
At this point, he suddenly couldn't speak anymore.
It turned out that Xin Nachun turned around and threatened to report him to the police for "smuggling gold and silver": You know, in the past few months, Xin Nachun had exchanged hundreds of taels of silver and more than ten taels of gold with him - such a big amount The amount was enough for him to spend the rest of his life in a labor camp.
"Let's talk. What leverage do you have in her hands? Tell her earlier and I will give you leniency."
"Yes, yes." Goubi was sweating profusely. He roughly told the story about Tian Xin Na Chun constantly coming to exchange for gold and silver, and then said: "I was forced to help her get three sets of school uniforms. Come and sell it to her.”
Yang Cao nodded: "How much did it cost?"
"Five...five hundred...a set..." Goubli couldn't speak clearly.
"You made a good deal."
"No, no, I don't dare...I, I just think it's too...too suspicious..." Goubli was shocked.
Yang Cao thought, this matter is indeed too suspicious. Why does this prostitute want to buy school uniforms? What does she want to do? Is it really to let clients try the so-called "Australian flavor"? In that case, having one set would be enough - this obviously doesn't make sense.
"What are the school uniforms like?"
"That's right, it's just the uniform of the female students in Fangcaodi... nothing special..."
"Where is she now?"
"I don't know. She's probably in the hotel where she lives, or else she's doing business."
"Your news is very important." Yang Cao said, "You go back first and do business as usual. Do you understand? As usual. Report any situation in time. I will arrange a liaison officer outside your store."
"I understand."
"What happened today..."
"Don't worry, I know how to keep it secret." Goubli knew that he must have provided crucial information, and he felt much better. "I am also entrusted by the police station."
"It's good that you know."
She rang the bell and said to the assistant who came in: "Take him out."
Yang Cao then called for Liu Fuqing and told him the news he had just obtained.
"Although I don't know if it is related to the sun umbrella project, but at this juncture, someone wants to get school uniforms..."
Liu Fuqing interrupted her: "This is indeed very suspicious. I will arrange for someone to check Xin Nachun's situation! Check where the school uniforms went."
"Let's work separately, the sooner the better!" Yang Cao said, "Don't forget that today is the first day of the cultural festival! There are many students from Fangcaodi going to the gymnasium to observe!"
Liu Fuqing came to the archives room. Since Xin Nachun was a "non-national", she must have a special file in the Political Security Bureau. Whether it is the Customs Management Department of the People's Committee of Civil Affairs, which has jurisdiction over prostitutes, or the Public Security Department of the National Police, which is responsible for daily supervision and management of prostitutes, a copy of her materials will be sent to the Political Security Bureau.
He retrieved Xin Nachun's files. Browsing through it in a hurry, he was soon surprised: more than a month ago, Xin Nachun was sentenced to caning for "illegal solicitation" - this is not unusual, but in the legal documents related to this small case , but Li Yongxun’s signature appeared! (To be continued.
