Chapter 250 Something hidden in the door of a broken van
The flowered shirt he was wearing was sticking tightly to his body due to the heat, and the sweat on his neck was flowing down like a stream of water.
"Hey... Miss Ye, I haven't eaten for a day. I'll have a dumpling. Please turn up the fan a little."
As he spoke, Li Yao pulled his collar to fan himself with a dry mouth.
Seeing his face was sunburned and sweat dripping down his hair, Ye Xiaomei turned up the fan speed and pointed it towards Li. "What have you been doing? Why are you so hot?"
Li Yao explained the whole story and added with a sneer, "Do you think our boss is a thief?"
Ye Xiaomei curled her lips, and said:
"But your task is easy to solve. If you want to find the kind of people who have been released, you have to use your brain. Basically, it is difficult for those who have been released to find jobs again. They can't stay in their hometowns either, because reputation is like a butcher knife, so they basically do hard labor outside."
"Coolie?" Li Yao just flipped a few dumplings and used the power of the fan to cool them down.
"Well, for example, the coolies working at the docks on the east coast of the city. Because they have a bad reputation and are very strong, their wages are relatively low. If you go there and see if they don't eat sociably, you can find a few of them."
Ye Xiaomei was not guessing, she was just inferring.
Those who have been in prison, committed crimes, or offended others basically dare not return to their hometowns for fear of being gossiped about by their fellow villagers. As for the latter, those who have offended others cannot survive there, and returning to their hometowns would only bring trouble to their families.
Proper factory worker groups all have a succession system, so it’s even more impossible to get in.
Moreover, this kind of people are easily discriminated against.
However: "Does your boss have such strong tastes?" For a man who seldom goes out, no, he never goes out at all, why would he need these powerful bodyguards?
Li Yao stroked his sweat-soaked head and thought:
"Yes, Miss Ye, you are still smart. Put the money here..."
As he spoke, he took the bowl away, his mouth full of food: "I'll bring you the bowl later."
As he said this, he dived into the shabby van, stepped on the accelerator, and with a whoosh, bang!
The sliding car door fell heavily to the ground. Ye Xiaomei was so scared that she hurried out to check: "Li Yao, your car door."
Unexpectedly, the car showed no intention of stopping and disappeared from the intersection with a sharp turn.
Ye Xiaomei's heart was pounding as she looked at it. Then she looked at the car door and seemed to be thinking about something. It seemed that... this iron sheet could be removed and inlaid on the table top. It would be easy to clean and durable.
"Xiaoya, Xiaoya, come and give me a hand."
"Sister, I'm here, what's going on?"
"Let's move back home first." Ye Xiaomei gritted her teeth and the two of them picked up the things and went home.
Looking at the length, it seems like a waste to make a table. It should be at least 1.2 meters long.
There was a snap.
"Sister, what is this?"
Ye Xiaomei leaned the car door against the dumpling shop. There were no customers at that moment. Looking back, she saw that it seemed that the liquid was taken out from the sponge stuffing in the car door.
Because the car door was in such a bad state and the buckle was loose and couldn't be fastened, I pulled out a... pistol from the hole.
Ye Xiaomei was startled: "It's nothing, just a toy."
Ye Xiaomei quickly put it away, lifted the car door and entered the yard. She uncertainly sent Xiao Ya to see the baby, while she closed the shop door, took out the thing and examined it carefully.
It was a real thing. Ye Xiaomei rubbed it a few times with her sleeve. The surface was a little rusty, probably because the car door had been leaking due to disrepair for a long time.
—5-9534This is the model number on the surface of the pistol. This model number is a bit complicated.
Ye Xiaomei quickly called Heizi. He was basically not here these days except for helping to deliver food.
Heizi arrived very quickly. The moment the roller shutter door opened, his face turned dark: "Sister-in-law, don't point the gun at anyone, point it downwards." He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Okay!" Ye Xiaomei quickly put the slightly rusty pistol on the table.
Several policemen followed Heizi, and Heizi took the lead and walked over: "Sister-in-law, this is a real guy, and he can still be used. What do you think you are against me? You almost made people use you as a target."
Ye Xiaomei also had no professional knowledge: "That's my fault. I picked up the gun."
"Where did you pick it up? Sister-in-law, you need to tell me this." Heizi was obviously very familiar with guns. He immediately put on the insurance and looked at it over and over again:
"Why does this number look so familiar to me?" As he said that, Heizi put the pistol in the ziplock bag.
At this moment, Zhang Sanmao rushed over: "Heizi, the police station is not your home, how can you be the boss? I will take this evidence first."
Kuroko looked embarrassed.
Zhang Sanmao gave an order: "Return to the team!"
Everyone followed suit and left.
Heizi held his forehead with his hand, unable to hide the embarrassment on his face: "Sister-in-law, I'm just curious about how the law enforcement department solves cases, I just... just want to have some fun."
"..." Ye Xiaomei could only glare at him for a moment: "You've been having too much fun lately."
Heizi rubbed his scalp and said, "It's a bit high."
They are not originally employees of the public security management system, but they are trying to squeeze in, not afraid of being disliked.
Ye Xiaomei stood up to leave, and suddenly remembered something: "Brother Heizi, what did you mean when you said that the number was familiar?"
Zhao Heihu smiled with eyes full of stars, and said self-deprecatingly:
"Hey, I've seen some weapons with my boss before. This kind of pistol is basically the standard logo for local police officers. For example, the front represents the gun model, which means a revolver, and the back represents the user's number. This is basically the overall symbol of the criminal police detachment, and it is usually only used by police officers who are undercover all year round."
Ye Xiaomei was stunned: "Undercover?"
"Yes, for an undercover agent, if this gun is taken out, it will automatically expose his whereabouts. What do you think? I have learned a lot in the local school recently."
Zhao Heihu was grinning from ear to ear, but soon his smile stopped and he said mysteriously:
"However, the handle of the pistol has obvious scratches, which shows that it has been used for some years. I have also attended several group meetings with Sanmao, so if it is frequently exposed to water, it should still be usable for about three months."
Ye Xiaomei was just wondering, how could this pistol slip out of the broken car at Tang’s house?
Zhao Heihu saw that his sister-in-law didn't say anything, which was equivalent to tacitly acknowledging his academic excellence and continued:
"Sister-in-law, according to the procedures of the local law enforcement department, you may have to go there and explain how you found the gun. Otherwise, you may be charged with the crime of possessing a firearm."
Heizi laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth after he finished speaking: "Sister-in-law, I have learned well, right? I only learned a little bit of military law and technology and communication methods from the boss before, but this time I learned a lot of civil and criminal law adjudication methods.
But it's okay, you're my sister-in-law, it's no big deal if you just tell her directly."
Heizi looked as if nothing had happened and even ordered a bowl of dumplings to eat.
When Ye Xiaomei placed the dumpling soup in front of Heizi, she suddenly thought of something wrong:
"Heizi, take me to the Tang family's house." This is also one of the methods of elimination.
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