Chapter 160 Who has fallen into whose trap?
Lu Changzheng's eyes dimmed, and he immediately ordered his men to detain these people.
The director of the Security Department was annoyed and immediately asked: "Captain Lu, what do you mean by this?" This was clearly their job, and they blatantly robbed it.
Lu Changzheng asked someone to move the two boxes to the interrogation room, and said to the director of the Public Security Bureau and the director of the Security Department: "Come in together."
This matter is on someone else's territory, and it is also their job responsibility. People are here, and if they don't give some explanation, there will be more trouble.
After the things were moved in, the soldiers who moved the things took out everything inside, and it took a lot of effort to pry open the secret compartment at the bottom of the box with a saber.
Lu Changzheng looked at the partition that was sealed so tightly, and doubts arose in his heart.
This doesn't look like it was knocked out on the road. People in this line of work should be very careful. How could they be so careless as to leave a bullet outside?
He always felt that something was wrong.
After the partitions of the two boxes were pried open, the secret compartment below was revealed, and inside were two pistols and dozens of bullets.
Director Tang of the Security Department took a deep breath after seeing this. These people are getting more and more daring. This is going to kill them.
Director Sun of the Public Security Bureau was shocked and secretly happy.
He was shocked by the arrogance of this group of people, and secretly happy that these idiots finally hit the wall this time.
He has been here for a few years. At the beginning, he also wanted to make some achievements, but he was not as powerful as the other party. He could only protect himself and turn a blind eye to some things.
"Director Tang, I'm afraid you can't take this man away. I have to take him back for questioning."
"Now is the critical period of gold mining. They dare to smuggle guns and ammunition secretly. Who knows if there are more lethal weapons such as explosives." Lu Changzheng said coldly.
"Okay, you take this man away." Director Tang really couldn't find an excuse to refuse, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
This is different in nature. It is completely beyond the scope of "speculation and profiteering".
Smuggling guns and ammunition is a serious crime that will definitely be punished. If they are implicated and treated as comrades, it will be troublesome.
He had to go and inform the higher-ups immediately.
After Director Tang led his people away, he did not care that it was midnight and hurried to Director Luo's house of the Revolutionary Committee.
Director Luo had just gotten married and was feeling fresh. He had also taken some supplements tonight and was venting his lust on Liu Ping.
Hearing the constant knocking on the door, he had to stop and went out and shouted angrily, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Xiao Tang." Director Tang was sweating profusely. The leader was still sharp. It was already so late and he was still making trouble.
"Wait." Director Luo threw down this sentence and went back into the room.
Director Tang only heard a scream from his new sister-in-law, and then there was no sound. About four or five minutes later, Director Luo came to open the door.
"What's the matter at this time of night?" Director Luo's face was very bad.
Xiao Tang was his capable general, and he was always very sensible. At this time, I was afraid that something really happened.
Director Tang quickly told the matter. After listening, Director Luo's heat instantly cooled down, and his face became uglier.
"These bastards, I have long warned them not to touch what they shouldn't touch. I can still turn a blind eye to them if they are doing their business. Now they are looking for death, and I can't blame them." Director Luo's eyes flashed fiercely.
Instead of letting others take it away and make merit, it's better for them to do it themselves.
Although thinking so, Director Luo still called the black market leader.
Just catch some small fish and shrimps, and let the big ones go first. The main thing is that the two sides are deeply involved. If the big one is caught, they will also be finished.
After receiving the call, the black market leader was really shocked.
He has really only been doing business, although they do have weapons in their hands. But he would rather pay a high price to let the other party deliver those things, and dare not let his own channels be involved.
Which bastard wants to harm him?
Thinking of this, he also broke out in a cold sweat.
Could it be that his channel, under his nose, has become a bridge for some people to secretly cross the Chencang?
However, he randomly lets different people pick up each batch of goods. How did those people do these little tricks under his nose?
We can only investigate later. Now it is more important to preserve our strength.
The leader first called all his confidants over and asked them to quickly withdraw all the important goods.
Then he gathered all the brothers together and told them what happened. Of course, he didn't give any details, only that the goods were seized and the Revolutionary Committee would come to clean up soon, and asked who was willing to stay.
This happened once or twice every year, and they were used to it. After all, others also needed political achievements.
Every year, they would hand over some people. Because of their connections, these people were sentenced to two or three years of labor reform.
The leader would give these people a few hundred yuan as a selling fee, and when they came out, they could still work under him.
Immediately, several people stood up.
The leader asked someone to give them 300 yuan each, and then let them go home quickly.
The confidant in charge of distributing money felt a little reluctant when he gave money to a young man, and whispered to him: "Gangzi, why don't you come next time? Your brother is still sick and can't leave you."
Gangzi was also a miserable man. His parents died early, leaving him alone to raise his younger siblings. What's more, his younger brother was a sickly person and had to take medicine all the time.
This time the matter was serious, and it might not be resolved in two or three years. He might even have to eat peanuts.
Gangzi shook his head, "Brother, my brother is still waiting for money for treatment."
The man sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and gave him the money.
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On the other side, the gangsters panicked when they saw that they were taken away by the soldiers.
During the interrogation, they cried out that they were wronged, saying that they were just receiving the goods and they knew nothing.
After a rigorous interrogation, some black market information was uncovered, but these were small fry who only knew the surface.
Lu Changzheng went to interrogate the man who had contact with Gong Ye. The man's initial confession was similar to that of other small fry, saying that he was there to pick up the goods, and he didn't know anything else.
After some tricks, he finally opened his mouth and confided something.
He said that he was just notified to deliver the things he brought this time to someone.
As for what the things were, he didn't know. If he had known it was a gun, he would never do it even if he was beaten to death. As
for who Gong Ye was, he didn't know either. He was just notified that the person who went to the bathhouse that day was the person in the cubicle at a certain time. He went in that day just to make an appointment with Gong Ye to pick up the things. As for who the person
who notified him was, he didn't know even more. They all communicated through notes. He had only delivered things for this person a few times, and he would get 20 yuan for his hard work each time.
The things in the previous times were all wrapped in layers of kraft paper, and he didn't know what they were. The things were just delivered to a certain place, and he didn't see the person.
This was the first time that someone delivered things in person.
Lu Changzheng frowned even more. If this person was not lying, he was a cannon fodder that had been cultivated in advance.
He always felt that there was a plot here. As long as this plot was broken, perhaps many things would come to light.