The young man was already trembling with fear.
The crotch of the cotton trousers was wet, and the whole body exuded a fishy smell, and it lay on the ground like a puddle of mud.
How to climb onto the truck bed.
"Now I know I'm scared. Why didn't I think carefully about it when I stole other people's things?" Li Aiguo, with a tigerish face, and two police comrades, lifted the young man and threw him onto the truck.
The young man's head hit the guardrail of the truck with a "bang" sound.
Wang Weidong took a breath and couldn't help but feel pain for the young man.
In these days, as long as you squat on the fence for a few years, your life will be ruined.
After I came out, I couldn't find a job, and my relatives and friends didn't want to see me.
Maybe he will be a bare-bones soldier for the rest of his life.
But Wang Weidong does not feel sorry for the young people.
Life is difficult for everyone, and watches are big-ticket items that are usually used to get a wife.
If it was stolen like this, a beautiful marriage might be over, and the owner would be so sad.
Deserve it!
After throwing the thief into the truck, Li Aiguo took two police comrades and walked towards the pigeon market.
At this time, two police comrades escorted out a middle-aged man.
He was wearing a gray uniform, black cotton trousers, and a pair of rubber black cotton boots. His hair was not as messy as ordinary people's hair, but was carefully trimmed.
With this look, Wang Weidong knew that he was a small leader of a certain unit.
The middle-aged man's face was covered with a black cotton scarf, with only two frightened eyes exposed.
"Director, we caught a bill reseller." The police comrade escorted the middle-aged man to Director Han and handed him a small canvas bag.
"Huo, catch a big fish." Director Han opened the canvas bag and took out a dozen bills from it, his mouth a little bit closed.
Wang Weidong was shocked when he saw those tickets.
With daily system support, he usually doesn't need tickets.
But we also know that these days, ordinary people can't live without bills.
Commodities can only be sold in supply and marketing cooperatives and stores, which require not only money but also receipts.
There are also many types of bills, with more than sixty types at random.
This is just the capital city. Nationwide, there are probably no less than a thousand kinds.
In addition to the common food stamps and meat stamps, there are also chicken, duck, fish, cigarettes, wine, sugar, melon seeds, and matches.
Sewing machine, bicycle, light bulb, thread, stockings, salt, tahini, tea, soap...
Of course, there are also some public votes.
One ticket can be used to purchase several items.
For example, a vegetable ticket can buy radishes, cabbage, and potatoes at the same time.
You can buy onions, ginger, and garlic with green onion tickets.
As long as you can think of any product, you basically need a ticket to purchase it.
Feeling the importance of bills, ordinary people even made up a jingle.
Chicken ticket, duck ticket.
Tickets are required for tobacco, alcohol and candies.
A month of soap, just one piece.
Two boxes of matches, burn slowly.
Adults write down, children copy.
Everyone has their own use, don’t mess with it.
In general factories, the unit will issue notes to employees every month.
The sub-district office will also distribute daily commodity receipts to residents in the jurisdiction.
Some families have many children and need a lot of goods.
If you have money but no tickets, you will go to the pigeon market to buy tickets.
There are also some people who want to buy big-ticket items but cannot get tickets, so they go to the pigeon market to buy tickets.
Generally speaking, every extra bill is picked out from between the teeth.
The bills that can be sold are very limited.
With two or three tickets in hand, go to the pigeon market to exchange for a few cents, and then save them to prepare for famine.
Local authorities also turn a blind eye. Even if they catch people selling tickets, they only criticize and educate them.
But this little leader actually had such a thick stack of bills in his bag.
Obviously, it’s not through frugality that you can save.
"Hey, there are also bicycle tickets, you can do it, the grade is not low!" Director Han turned over the tickets in his wallet and became excited.
Since he became the chief of the police station, he has only dealt with some trivial matters such as neighborhood disputes, such as a lost cat in the owner's house and a lost dog in the west's house.
It’s so easy to come across a big case, no wonder I’m excited.
"Light bulb votes, soap votes, rice votes, pork votes..."
"More than twenty votes!"
(⊙o⊙)
"Did you rob the supply and marketing cooperative?"
After reading it, Director Han waved his hand: "Tie him up!"
Two police officers rushed forward and tied the middle-aged man with hemp rope like a rice dumpling.
Hey, the technique of this buncher is so familiar.
Director Han closed the small bag, put it in the creaking nest, and stared: "Tell me, where did these tickets come from?"
"I...I..." The middle-aged man lowered his head and hesitated.
A police officer next to him went up and lifted his face-covering towel:
"Be honest, now that we have caught you, you should understand what is waiting for you."
Yes, with so many bills, if there is no reasonable source, I am afraid that I will be shot.
The middle-aged man also knew this, and confessed in a low voice with a pale face.
From his hesitant words, Wang Weidong understood.
This middle-aged man's name is Deng Lisheng, the director of the Chengxi Supply and Marketing Cooperative. He usually obtains these tickets through some gray channels.
It happened that my fourth son was getting married and the house was being renovated. I hired a carpenter to make cabinets and bought 48 legs.
There is also a bride price to be given to the bride’s family, which all costs money.
Although his salary was high, he had five sons, and his savings had long been wiped out.
Only then did he use his brain.
Unexpectedly, the first time I entered the pigeon market, I was rushed by the police comrades before it even opened.
After listening to this, Wang Weidong felt that this guy was probably the director and was being fooled.
Those old bill dealers always carry three or four bills in their cotton-padded jackets. The total amount does not exceed five yuan, and they will be fine if they are caught.
He was doing well, carrying a leather bag with a large package of bills and walking around.
This is simply a boost to the performance of the police station.
"Okay, please get in the car." Director Han probably thought Deng Lisheng was a bit stupid, so he knocked on the car, which was very polite.
"well..."
At this time, Deng Lisheng had lost all hope and was like a zombie. He was pushed into the car by two police comrades and huddled in the corner.
Alas, don't reach out, otherwise you will be caught.
Some time later, Li Aiguo and the police comrades successively escorted more than a dozen people from the pigeon market.
Most of these are nearby farmers and some old ticket dealers.
The old ticket dealers only have three or four tickets on them, so it's not a crime, so they can only be caught and make them suffer.
There are also three old hens, two big roosters, five ducks, one little rabbit, two pigeons, two large packages of corn noodles, one package of refined flour, three pots of small grinding oil, one large carp, one package of cotton...
Later, a police comrade brought out a squeaking piglet.
Linlinzongzong assembled a large truck.
Obviously, in this operation, big fish will be caught, and small fish will not be spared.
Maybe it was because they felt that after they were captured, they would only be criticized and educated before being released.
Director Han did not interrogate them on the spot, but asked them to line up and squat in the middle of the truck.
This can separate small animals from food and avoid loss of evidence.
Wang Weidong next to him was a little disappointed.
He also wanted to know when the fish was caught and whether it was fresh or not.
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and brighter, Director Han also paced anxiously.
Is the information wrong?
Impossible, the old man who provided the information was Yu Zecheng's apprentice.
Wang Weidong sat in the driver's seat and dozed off with his eyes squinted.
At this moment, there was a noise in the distance, and Li Aiguo came over with an excited look, escorting a tall and thin man tied into a rice dumpling.
Four police comrades carried a large stone tablet on a tree trunk and dangled it.
The rope was stretched straight, people on both sides had their knees bent, and sweat was dripping from their foreheads. It seemed that the stone tablet had some weight.
Li Aiguo pointed at the tall and thin man and shouted from afar: "Han, I found the national treasure!"
national treasure?
Wang Weidong woke up with a start and jumped out of the driver's seat.
