Chapter 288 I’m most afraid of my leader’s imagination
After all, Lin Sanqi and Fu Zuo were not professional "criminals" and they didn't even have someone to keep watch. So without any warning, everyone was trapped in the house.
The door was suddenly kicked open, and a group of police officers and street workers rushed in from outside, each of them looking at the criminals in the house with a serious expression.
"Don't move!"
"Put your hands up!"
"Hold your head and squat down!"
The old people and young people who were originally having a "New Year's party" suddenly became quiet. They looked at each other, and many of them began to shake their legs.
But old man Fu Zuo was not afraid. He and Lin Sanqi had already had similar exercises, and knew what to say if they were caught.
"Comrades, may I ask what is the matter with you breaking into a private residence like this?"
Director Qin raised his gun and snorted: "Who are you?"
Mr. Fu replied calmly, "I am the owner of this house. My surname is Aixinjueluo and my given name is Fu Zuo!"
Director Qin held a gun and walked around the dozens of people in the room, scanning their faces with sharp eyes as he moved.
In fact, Director Qin can tell whether a person is an enemy spy at a glance.
He knew many people in the crowd. They were under surveillance in the jurisdiction. Almost all of them were descendants of the Qing royal family, and there were also a few big capitalists.
Therefore, Director Qin knew in his heart that this group of people were probably here to engage in some speculative transactions. After all, none of them worked in a state agency or a scientific research institution and had no access to any state secrets.
But even if it is speculation, it is still a merit, right?
"Fu Zuo, right? Excuse me, what are you all doing here so late at night?"
Mr. Fu laughed:
"Comrade police officer, we are celebrating the Manchu March 3rd Festival. We chose this remote house on purpose to avoid disturbing the neighbors."
"Oh, for the holidays? Do you need to bring so many gold bars for the holidays?"
After Director Qin finished speaking, he kicked over a wooden box next to him, and a lot of yellow croakers of various sizes rolled out from it.
This scene made many people start to sweat coldly on their backs, and some people took out their handkerchiefs to wipe their sweat.
Mr. Fu seemed to have a plan in mind and said:
"March 3rd is the day when we Manchus worship our ancestors and family gods. This requires large offerings and shamans. But we are not in Xinzhong anymore, so we don't practice this anymore. So we want to use gold as an offering to express our highest sincerity to our ancestors. Officer, is it illegal to use gold as an offering?"
"March 3rd? Golden Festival? Haha, good, good, I hope your mouth can still be so hard later."
Director Qin was so angry that he laughed, thinking that these remnants of the previous dynasty were really stubborn. Once they found evidence, they would all be sent to the northwest to dig sand.
Police need evidence to investigate cases. Our policy has always been to not wrongly accuse a good person. At least the legal system existed for the past 60 years.
"Xiao Zhao, this yard is fenced off, right? Did anyone escape just now?"
A young policeman ran in from outside:
"Reporting to the director, absolutely no one escaped. The back door and even the area outside the wall are all ours."
Director Qin glanced coldly at Fu Zuo and the others in the room before giving the order:
"There must be a warehouse in this house. I guess it contains a large amount of food and medicine. In addition, there must be a group of people organizing this transaction. We must find them. I want to see how this March 3rd is celebrated. Humph."
"yes!"
Except for a few people left behind to guard, all the police officers and street staff dispersed, and Director Qin and Aunt Qian personally led the team to start searching the yard for people and supplies.
The house was not big, with only two courtyards. Director Qin and Aunt Qian searched inside and out for several rounds, and were surprised to find nothing.
"Report, there is no food in the east wing!"
"Report, no suspicious items were found in the west wing or the back room!"
"Report, there's no one in the backyard!"
Director Qin was puzzled when he heard this: "Hey, that's not right. Didn't we just catch a group of people moving food and penicillin out of this house? How come we can't find any supplies?"
Director Qin, who refused to believe in evil, personally took a flashlight and searched room by room carefully, even the cellar in the backyard.
If a large amount of materials have been stored, there will definitely be traces left, which is not difficult to check.
However, Director Qin and dozens of people searched for a long time but found no evidence. Not even a grain of rice was left at the scene. Now it was the turn of all the police officers and staff to look at each other in confusion.
"Could it really be a mistake?"
In fact, what Director Qin didn’t know was that although Lin Sanqi was a little arrogant, he was still at least vigilant.
Every time he took out food and medicine, they were not stored in this courtyard, but were taken directly from the "space channel".
This is also the reason why Lin Sanqi has to go to the next room every time to pick up the goods.
And after a long period of exploration, he has also figured out a new use for the golden finger, inspired by the tent door.
If he wants to take out supplies or store supplies, he needs to go through a door, but there is no requirement for a fixed door, and a movable door can be used instead.
The operation is also very simple. Just use the PVP pipe to make a "冂"-shaped frame, which is a door by default.
You need to collect the supplies in the real world. Just put the supplies away and then slide through the S-shaped door to enter the passage space.
On the contrary, if the materials in the passage space need to be moved out, they will appear outside as long as this冂-shaped door is slid open, thus saving him the trouble of repeatedly moving them.
After all, as the materials he needed to "transport across the country" became more and more numerous and heavier, it would be too late for him to do it all by himself.
For example, moving hundreds of tons of grain in and out would be a huge project for Lin Sanqi alone, even with the help of a conveyor belt or a forklift.
The use of the 冂-shaped door is equivalent to a system upgrade.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to move so many laboratory instruments and equipment by himself.
By the same token, this time when trading with people in the courtyard of Zhongjianzi Hutong, at least dozens or even hundreds of tons of grain were shipped in one night, which was impossible for Lin Sanqi to move by himself.
Now that the system has been upgraded, he only needs to swipe the 冂-shaped door lightly, and food and medicine will appear at the location he specifies. It is convenient, and most importantly, safe.
When Lin Sanqi heard the sudden noise in the front yard and the voices of "Don't move" and "Squat down", he realized that the police were coming.
At this moment, he heard the back door being kicked open again.
Lin Sanqi immediately realized that his transaction with others had been exposed and revealed by the masses, which attracted the police.
In order not to expose himself, Lin Sanqi dodged and quickly passed through the partition door in the house, entered the passage space, and disappeared from this world.
Director Qin couldn't find it even if he dug three feet underground.
The so-called catching a thief and seizing stolen goods, catching an adulterer and a pair of lovers, there is only a group of people holding gold, but there is no food or vendors at the scene, how can you convict them?
People just insist on celebrating the March 3rd Festival. This is a custom of ethnic minorities. Is it not allowed by law?
Director Qin and Aunt Qian looked at each other and knew that they had come to nothing today. Although they were still puzzled, they had to retreat now.
This group of old people are not good at construction, but they are good at filing complaints. If we sue them for destroying national unity, no one will be able to escape the consequences.
"Alright, it's good that everything is alright. Let's leave and not disturb them from celebrating the March 3rd Festival."
The young policeman and the street staff were extremely disappointed after hearing this. They had originally thought that they could seize a large amount of food and at least get some benefits, but in the end, they had wasted the whole night.
After leaving the gate, Director Qin looked back at this remote house and his eyes turned:
"Director Qian, you two go first. Xiao Zhang and Xiao Zhao, you two stay with me and go to the back door..."
Inside the courtyard, after seeing the policemen leave, these old people and youngsters were no longer in the mood to "celebrate the festival", so they took their gold and said goodbye one after another, and soon scattered like birds and beasts.
Fu Zuo was actually very confused. Lin Sanqi was clearly in this yard. He had clearly stored so much food in the house, so much that he took it out in trucks. How come he wasn't caught by the police?
However, the reason why Fu Zuo lived the longest among their brothers was that he had one advantage, which was that he did not meddle in other people's affairs.
Fu Zuo was the only one left in the main room. He sat quietly waiting for someone.
After a while, Lin Sanqi came over and asked, "Grandpa, are they all gone?"
Fu Zuo chuckled: "They're all gone. You're really lucky, kid. But since the police came to arrest you once, I'm afraid they'll come a second time. It seems this house is not safe anymore."
Lin Sanqi would not believe that the most dangerous place is the safest place. Since this house has been exposed, it must be under surveillance.
Although he has received nearly 5 tons of gold in the past few days, for someone else, this number would be huge and scary, enough to form a team.
But this number obviously did not satisfy Lin Sanqi. After all, his appetite was already big.
So he must continue to ship goods, but as for how to ship them, this requires skill.
"How about this, old man? You can collect the needs of your relatives and friends, have them make up the order, and then put the gold in your house. Then I'll send the food to one place. We can have no fixed time, no fixed place, and no fixed quantity. What do you think?"
One advantage of doing this is that the shooting can be done in a different location without any regularity. In an era without probes and mobile phone surveillance, it is impossible to track the traces.
I could be in Dongcheng today, maybe in Haidian tomorrow, and maybe in Changping the day after tomorrow.
Of course, Lin Sanqi will also go to the four major black markets to trade. There are people organizing behind the black markets. He plans to trade with the leader and ship in large quantities.
In a word, he should get as much gold as possible from the people. Even if the time travel function fails in the future, the gold can ensure that he has food and clothing.
In the second half of the night, the back door of the courtyard opened.
Lin Sanqi stuck his head out, saw that there was no one around, and turned around to close the door. Just as he was about to leave quietly, he was suddenly stopped by someone:
"Don't move..."
Jingshan Police Station
Lin Sanqi was handcuffed and sitting on a stool. Director Qin opposite him looked at him with a half-smile.
"Lin Sanqi, right? The youngest son of the Lin Kushen family. Aren't you already employed at the Chinese Medicine Hospital? Why are you still engaging in this kind of speculation and theft?"
Lin Sanqi refuted very righteously:
"Director Qin, make a fuss. I didn't do anything. Be careful that I won't slander you."
Director Qin was amused:
"Hey, you're still so stubborn? Why do you think we showed up in Erjianzi Hutong? How could we arrest you without any evidence of your crime? Hurry up and tell us who your superiors and subordinates are."
Although Lin Sanqi had never been to jail in his two lifetimes, he had heard a saying:
Confess and be treated leniently, with life imprisonment; resist and be punished severely, with the opportunity to go home for the New Year.
He thought about it carefully. The evidence the police station had was at most witnesses, but they had no physical evidence. All the food and penicillin were in his space and there was no way they could be exposed.
So Lin Sanqi concluded that Director Qin was deceiving him.
"Director Qin, I really don't understand what you're talking about. I was just going to play with Mr. Fu. It was late and I was going home for a midnight snack, and then you caught me and sent me out. Let me make it clear, I'm also a cadre. Don't think it's easy to catch and hard to let go."
Lin Sanqi is a regular section chief, and the director of the Capital Police Station is at most a deputy director. The two are only one level apart, so who is afraid of whom?
Besides, Lin Sanqi not only has a work permit on him, but also a red book. If they take it out, the local authorities will not be qualified to interrogate him.
So he is powerful and fearless, and all the protection fees he paid were in vain?
Director Qin, a straightforward person, hates this kind of scoundrel the most:
"Lin Sanqi, you know you're a cadre? Do you understand what your actions represent? Selling food and medicine privately is a serious crime. If the food you're selling comes from corruption, it's an even greater crime against the people. Do you understand?"
Director Qin didn't think too far ahead. He was wondering if Lin Sanqi would sell all the food in the unit. Wouldn't the staff of the Chinese Medicine Hospital starve?
Even if it didn't come from a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, it must have come from some grain depot. If one more kilogram of Panax notoginseng is sold, the people will have to eat one less kilogram. Food is life these days.
Lin Sanqi was helpless. It was impossible for him to admit it, and he didn't dare to say anything more. The police were all shrewd people, and the more they said, the more mistakes they would make.
"Captain Qin, I say the same thing again. If you have evidence, arrest them. If you don't, release them. If nothing else, I'm going home. My mom is waiting for me to come home for supper."
Director Qin was even more helpless, so he sneered:
"Want to leave? I'm afraid that won't be easy. I'll call your unit now and have your dean come and pick you up personally!"
Notify your unit. This tactic was commonly used by the police even in 2013. It means that the law cannot deal with you, and you will be embarrassed in front of your unit leaders and have no place in the unit.
A very vicious, yet very effective move.
Others are afraid, but Lin Sanqi is not afraid, Dean Shen? Haha.
Half an hour later, Dean Shen hurried over and chatted with Director Qin outside for a long time before entering the interrogation room with a sullen face.
"Lin Sanqi, stand up! You're so lawless! Did the country not give you food, or money? You actually resort to such speculation and profiteering! Just wait and see how I'll deal with you when I get back!"
Director Qin also nodded in agreement:
"Yes, he needs to be taught a lesson. This time, it's in my hands, so I can give your Chinese Medicine Hospital and Doctor Lin some face. If it were someone else, I'd hang him on a tree in the yard and whip him with a whip. Would you admit it?"
This was half true and half false, but Lin Sanqi still broke out in a cold sweat.
He finally understood that this was a warning from Chief Qin, telling him that the police handle cases based on the presumption of guilt, and first determine that you are guilty and then look for evidence. As for how to find it, do you want to try the tiger bench and pepper spray?
Lin Sanqi then quickly begged for mercy:
"Director Qin, Uncle Qin, please forgive me for my mistakes. Come here, I just happen to have a leftover roast chicken in my bag from last night. Consider it my filial piety."
After Lin Sanqi finished speaking, he quickly took out an oil-paper bag from his backpack. When he opened it, a fragrant roast chicken came out.
Director Qin swallowed his saliva and waved his hand vigorously: "Take it away. If you have this money, you should use it to honor your parents. I don't want it. Take it away!"
On the way back, Dean Shen saw that there was no one around and complained:
"You're so brave, you dare to sell food in the city? Are you so short of money? What do you need the money for?"
Lin Sanqi sighed:
"Uncle Shen, I'm not short of money. What's the use of money now? What I need now is gold. You see, every time I do business with you, you never give me foreign exchange or gold. If one day I want to go abroad, I can't pay with ginseng, right? Foreigners don't eat ginseng."
Dean Shen was shocked when he heard this:
"You want to flee abroad? Aren't you too pessimistic? It's just a food shortage, you don't need food."
Lin Sanqi told Dean Shen the truth, so he said half-truthfully:
"I don't necessarily have to go abroad. I'm preparing for both scenarios. If a major storm hits back home, I don't want to sit and wait for death. But going abroad requires a lot of US dollars and gold, so I'm thinking of exchanging some and helping to solve the food crisis at home."
Dean Shen had heard several times that Lin Sanqi was going to run away, and he felt a little sad:
"You're right. Leaving yourself a way out is the right thing to do. If it's just a minor storm, I believe the Digital Hospital will protect you. But if it's really a major storm, there's nothing Old Liu and the others can do. Alas..."
When Lin Sanqi and Dean Shen returned home, Leader Jing also received a call from Liu Shengli.
"Old leader, this is what happened. The Jingshan Police Station suspected that Lin Sanqi was selling grain to wealthy people in the city, probably exchanging it for gold."
Leader Jing was not surprised at all, but asked:
"Among the people he deals with, are there any sensitive people who have access to state secrets?"
Liu Shengli looked at the information in his hand and shook his head:
"All those he traded with were remnants of the Qing dynasty, all of them idle at home. A few of them worked at the Museum of Literature and History, essentially organizing historical documents. There were also some Republican capitalists, but they no longer had control of the factory."
Leader Jing then chuckled:
"That's fine. Lin Sanqi is only after money and hasn't attempted to pry into state secrets or harm society. This aligns with my original assessment. Lin Sanqi and the organization behind him are involved in smuggling, profiting from the price difference between domestic and foreign markets.
The last few times they've traded with us, we've always traded Chinese medicinal herbs. I guess Lin Sanqi can't keep up the good work, so we've had to take out some of the grain and exchange it for gold from the rich. He's not going to trouble the country, so it seems this guy is pretty good.
It is said that women like to imagine because they tend to think too much.
In fact, men also like to imagine, especially those who are leaders. They are always thinking about people's hearts. After a long time, they will become blindly confident and think that they can see through people's hearts.
Liu Shengli was a little uncertain after hearing this:
"Leader, are you saying that Lin Sanqi lost money on our previous deal? Is he trying to make up for it?"
Leader Jing asked in return:
"What he wants is ginseng and bezoar. These two things are treasures in China, but they are considered herbs abroad. Besides musk, which can be made into perfume, have you ever seen people in Europe and the United States eating ginseng? They don't believe in traditional Chinese medicine at all.
If Lin Sanqi wanted to sell ginseng, he could only sell it to Hong Kong, Macau, Taiwan, and the Chinese community in Southeast Asia. However, this market is not big and there are few buyers. Lin Sanqi and his team would be slow to recover their funds, so of course they were anxious.
So, Lin Sanqi is still a good comrade, because he never actively asked us to pay with gold or US dollars during the transaction, which shows that he must have been under certain pressure. He is a patriotic comrade.
Liu Shengli is also an old fox and has his own ideas in mind.
But after thinking about it, it seems that the only explanation is Lin Sanqi's patriotism. Otherwise, how could any other smuggling organization not want hard currencies such as gold and US dollars?
There is one more thing Leader Jing didn’t mention, and that is because the relevant departments have already made some attempts.
Initially, the relevant departments wondered if Lin Sanqi was still interested in ginseng. Was it because ginseng was very popular overseas? Was it because it was very popular among foreign people?
So why should Lin Sanqi make a profit from the price difference?
We can directly trade ginseng for grain with foreign countries and barter.
As a result, when we proposed to trade ginseng with foreign suppliers, all of them were rejected without exception. The foreign suppliers were determined not to take ginseng.
Even when we proposed a ginseng-for-food exchange plan to Thailand, Malaya and other Southeast Asian countries, it was ruthlessly rejected.
Foreign food suppliers said they would only accept gold or US dollars, and at most they would accept wood, coal, porcelain, copper, iron ore, etc., but they did not want Chinese medicinal materials.
It was this setback that made the relevant domestic departments confirm that Lin Sanqi was a good comrade who was sincerely helping the country.
(Lin Sanqi: Brainstorming is great! Leaders are welcome to continue doing so. I’ll give them some Melatonin if there’s a chance…)
Back at the Gege Mansion, when Dean Shen and Lin Sanqi were about to separate, Dean Shen once again reminded them:
"You've gotten into trouble this time. Director Qin won't let you go so easily. He'll definitely keep a close eye on you for a while, so you better behave yourself. Also, don't be too pessimistic. I don't think the domestic situation will pick up for the time being. If you really want gold, there's still a long way to go."
Lin Sanqi nodded. He knew better than anyone that there was only five years left, so what would happen?
"Uncle Shen, I understand. I'll go back to Changping tomorrow."
"By the way, speaking of Changping, you really don't care. Let me tell you, it's almost time. The farm is already preparing to plant the crops, so you need to go back quickly. You brought the seeds, so you have to provide technical guidance."
Lin Sanqi felt bad when he heard this:
"No way, Uncle Shen, you're asking me, a promising young man and a famous doctor, to farm? You're wasting talent."
Dean Shen sighed: "The food problem is not a trivial matter. Now all the staff in the hospital are looking forward to this farm. Please put in some effort."
That night, Lin Sanqi traveled back to the modern era to search for advanced experiences in sowing various crops...
(End of this chapter)
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