Yi Chuanzong nodded, there was no point in hiding it now.
He said calmly: "I haven't counted the money in detail, it's about 240 yuan, about 300 kilograms of food stamps, 20 kilograms of fish stamps, ten boxes of cigarette stamps, 13 industrial coupons, two kilograms of sugar stamps...
…A bicycle ticket, some non-staple food bills, and almost seven kilograms of wine.”
"hiss!"
Everyone in the venue took a breath of air-conditioning. Before, they just looked at it as too much, but now it’s three hundred yuan, which is equivalent to a normal person’s salary for a year!
These are the ones you carry with you, what about the ones you don’t carry with you? How much do they cost?
silence.
The director's eyes were also trembling, and he said softly: "I remember you, I interrogated you last time! You have a household registration in the village, and you have just entered the work of the steel rolling mill."
Yi Chuanzong's expression did not change, "Yes, I was assessed as a fourth-level fitter in the factory the day before yesterday. Yesterday I became a regular worker in the factory. Today I am here to change my registered permanent residence. Here is my work certificate and a letter of introduction from the factory's human resources department."
The surrounding police officers looked at Yi Chuanzong in shock. Isn't this awesome?
The current wages are uniform and very fair. What is the salary for each occupation and grade? The police know these things clearly.
They usually have to carry out interrogation, investigation and other work, and they are relatively familiar with most of the work. The more they understand, the more shocked they are.
It usually takes more than five years for an ordinary person to become a level 4 fitter. This guy reached the level 4 fitter in one month. Will he reach the top in two years?
The director's eyelids twitched. Will the factory be regularized in one month?
A villager goes to the city for a month to become a level 4 fitter?
This is still a talent!
He looked serious and said: "I need you to tell the origin of these items now!"
Yi Chuanzong said calmly: "In the money, there are more than 30 yuan left by my hometown, my salary last month was 6.9 yuan and a bonus of 5 yuan. I went to Miaofeng Mountain Town to hunt wild boars on October 2nd. In fact, I
It was not that one was hunted, but one large and three small ones were hunted. Three of the small ones were sold to a butcher shop in the town for 185.5 yuan. The local butcher shop said this was a purchase, so I
The uncle reported it to the final committee."
The eyes of the policemen on the scene jumped. This guy was the one who was rumored to have shot a wild boar. It turned out that he shot more than one wild boar. No wonder he paid so much!
"These tickets..."
Yi Chuanzong paused and continued, "Thirteen of the industrial papers were given to me by my uncle. My uncle is Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter at the Third Station Steel Plant. He has four industrial papers every month. Normally.
The tickets for meals at the factory were exchanged by the uncle and the neighbors. The neighborhood committee knows about this, but the application for food stamps has not yet been implemented."
"The other three hundred kilograms of food stamps were sent by Qiao Lilong from the Dongcheng Cultural Bureau. They were my reward for carrying Zong Lie down the mountain on October 2. Most of them were subsidies for Zong Lie's disability and retirement."
"I went to see him twice. He knew my appetite and gave me some tickets. I don't know if it was a subsidy from his family's position or his own. He said at the time that there was no shortage at home, and I didn't tell him in detail.
ask."
Han Xiang looked like he had seen a ghost. He had inquired many times before and knew that Yi Zhonghai exchanged food stamps with the surrounding residents, but the family's surplus food was limited. After several exchanges, Yi Zhonghai could no longer exchange for food stamps!
They didn’t exchange their tickets, but the two of them still had a lot to eat and drink!
He also saw that others had given Yi Chuanzong a lot of food stamps, so he dared to report it.
Now it was sent by the Cultural Affairs Bureau? Or was it food stamps from the army? Disability allowance?
He couldn't help but shiver when he thought about it. If this was true, how would the police station punish him? If he lost his job... He simply didn't dare to think about it. If he thought about it again, he would go crazy!
The director's eyes twitched when he heard this. He didn't expect Yi Chuanzong to be so tormented.
I just came in on October 1st, and on October 2nd I went into the mountains to hunt wild boars. After listening to these words, I even saved an injured soldier?
I earned a lot of money from hunting, and they even gave me some tickets.
This is the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and the army is disabled and retired. The relationship is so hard?
The last time I came here, I was just a young apprentice, and I still had a village registered residence. Gu Shi
In just ten days, he will fly into the sky!
"I need to check these tickets!"
Yi Chuanzong did not hesitate and directly handed over the money and tickets in his hand.
He lied. It doesn't matter that he usually buys some tickets on the black market and secretly leads a refined life, but this kind of thing cannot be said openly, let alone at the police station. This is a provocation to the dignity of the police.
Even if you are caught in the black market at night, you may only need to be criticized and educated. If you admit your mistake with a good attitude, the most you can do is confiscate the items.
After all, there are so many black markets in Sijiu City, and their existence is reasonable. Instead of being caught in the limelight, most of them turn a blind eye.
But now that he has been reported and exposed, this matter is huge!
Han Xiang has already done such a thing, and he will definitely not let him go. He can only blame Zong Lie, otherwise he will be finished this time.
The effect of saying this is also very good. Although the looks of the police around him are very strange, they are not as sharp as at the beginning. They already believe what he said in their hearts. As long as Zong Lie can respond, this matter will be over.
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The director took all the bills and reached out to take the thick stack of bills in his hand. He first separated the money on it and twisted it like a small shop fan.
The top one also has a picture of a palace hall printed on it, which is a ten-dollar pattern. The largest coin at this time is ten dollars, and the smallest one below is one cent. This pile of money exceeds one hundred coins.
The surrounding policemen secretly swallowed their saliva. More than two hundred yuan was a huge amount of money for them.
The 13th-level police officer earns 30 yuan per month, the 12th-level police officer earns 35 yuan per month, the 11th-level police officer earns 40 yuan per month, and the 10th-level police officer earns 46 yuan per month. These 240 yuan are earned without food or drink.
Saved for more than half a year.
The director over there has already started to check the receipts. He didn't look at the cigarettes, alcohol and the like. If what Yi Chuanzong said is true, the cigarette tickets are from the leaders above. If he really sees something fishy, it will be great fun.
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All he could do was check the food stamps and determine their source.
The brand-new food stamps have few signs of use and feel very firm in the hand. Each one is a fine grain stamp of one pound, and there are two 100-jin stamps at the back. These are not suitable for ordinary families.
arrive.
After some inspection, the director already believed Yi Chuanzong's words. He said in a deep voice: "We will send people to inquire about this matter! Which hospital is Zong Lie currently in?"
Yi Chuanzong replied directly: "The Third People's Hospital of Sijiucheng."
The director nodded and said, "You two are waiting here for now! Ji Zeng is going to the Dongcheng Cultural Bureau, and Ma Yuan is going to the Third People's Hospital. Both of you are riding bicycles. Go and come back quickly."
"yes!"
The two young policemen answered the call and walked out of the door. The other policemen returned to the hall, except for a middle-aged policeman who was watching.
"You two, sit down and we'll talk about everything when we get back."
"Thanks."
Yi Chuanzong nodded to the policeman in front of him and then sat down.
"Thanks."
Han Xiang, on the other hand, became restless. He glanced at Yi Chuanzong, who had a calm look on his face. His heart kept beating, thinking about the punishment he might face.
Yi Chuanzong felt more at ease. In fact, he was quite sure that the time had passed for his mother-in-law. She would definitely block this little thing. After all, she just bought some tickets.
Poor people are reluctant to eat eggs, so they exchange eggs for soy sauce and the like. People with a bit of money don't have enough rationed tickets, so many people choose to exchange them for food stamps, fish stamps, oil stamps and the like.
At this time, everyone is poor and trying to make their lives better and more refined.
The ticket for cigarettes is more troublesome. The quantity of these items is very small, and they are usually specially supplied to leaders, high-level intellectuals, etc. His cigarette ticket was bought at a high price after searching the entire black market.
As a result, this happened before he even bought a pack of cigarettes to taste them.