Late at night, at around 11 o'clock, Captain Niu, Yu Jinhang and others arrived at Longcheng and were picked up by a major officer from the local security bureau.
When everyone entered the city, the local security bureau major immediately arranged a dinner to welcome everyone. During the dinner, he also invited female comrades from the bureau to accompany them and served wine.
Captain Niu wanted to shirk it, but since he had a request from the local department, he still had to drink with him until the early morning.
After a night of hangover, it was around nine o'clock the next morning.
Captain Niu washed his face with cold water in the reception hotel, and immediately took the members of his team to the headquarters of the Longcheng Security Bureau and found the major from last night.
The two parties sat down in the work area, and the major officer said with a smile: "At noon, the director of our Intelligence Division will come over and treat everyone to a drink."
Captain Niu frowned and immediately waved his hand and said, "You can't drink any more. We are here on official business this time. We must solve the problem quickly, otherwise I won't be able to deliver."
"Oh, it's not too late. We are also in contact with the people at the customs." The major chuckled and replied: "Let's get together at noon. You cadres who have come from afar are all carrying Shang Fang's sword.
We must fulfill our duty as landlords."
Captain Niu refused again and said: "I really can't drink anymore. It's better to contact the internal line as soon as possible to find out the matter."
The political environment in District 1 and Longcheng are completely different, and the working methods of the two sides are also very different. Longcheng is more about circles and relationships. As long as the relationship is good, that matter will not matter. But in Niu
In the eyes of the captain, the staff at Longcheng can only be regarded as colleagues at best, and everyone has a purely working relationship.
This concept is related to the growth environment of both parties, and we cannot say who is right and who is wrong.
Seeing Captain Niu's insistence, the major officer did not mention anything about lunch, but immediately got to the point and said: "We had already started working here before you came yesterday. If you want to handle the case at the port, then we have to
Find the person in charge of customs."
"Is it someone from within the customs?" Captain Niu asked with a frown.
"It's not from within the customs, but from our unit." The major officer replied with a smile: "He is in charge of the port area."
"Doesn't your department have information about the port? Doesn't it have inside intelligence personnel?" Captain Niu was a little surprised.
"No, our area is divided into areas, one carrot and one pit. Each one is responsible for his own affairs." The major intervened and replied: "The port is not the responsibility of our department. If I insert the internal line over there, that is not crossing the line.
Yet?"
Captain Niu held it in for a long time: "Okay, then contact us as soon as possible."
…
It's nearly noon.
The major officer found the officer in charge of intelligence collection in the port area, and the two parties met in the work area.
"Lao Ge, how are you asking?" the major officer asked on behalf of Captain Niu.
"Are you sure he is related to the Ma Gang?" a balding middle-aged man in his forties asked.
"I'm sure." Captain Niu nodded.
"Wait a moment." The balding middle-aged man took out his phone, turned around and walked to the stairwell.
Captain Niu put his hands in his hands and waited anxiously.
About ten minutes later, the bald middle-aged man returned and whispered: "I contacted an informant from the code gang through the customs. It is true that six old Mo's have been to the port and have been in contact with Xu Hu."
Captain Niu's eyes lit up: "Where is he?"
"I'll give you a contact number. You go to the port and talk to the customs officer. He will give you the information." The balding middle-aged man took a pen and paper and wrote down a phone call: "When we do things, we have to put some oil on the other party."
Captain Niu took the note: "What does anointing mean?"
The balding middle-aged man was stunned for a moment: "Informant fee!"
"...!" Captain Niu understood the other party's meaning and his expression was a bit speechless.
"Informants are not from security agencies. They definitely need money for their work." The balding middle-aged man smiled and said, "Forget it, I will arrange it later. You just need to contact them."
Captain Niu turned to look at the major: "If there are not enough manpower...?"
"I've prepared an action team here. If confirmed, we'll start arresting him," the major replied immediately.
"Okay!" Captain Niu nodded.
…
After everyone's discussion, Captain Niu, along with his twelve team members and three local Longcheng Security Bureau officers, entered Zhanan Tianhong Port at around four o'clock in the afternoon.
The other end.
Yu Jinhang was still drinking with people at the garrison at the moment. He was not one of the people directly responsible for this case, so he did not participate in the specific investigation of the case, but was doing the aftermath work in advance.
Around half past four.
Captain Niu drove to Tianhong Port with a dozen people. They were dressed in ordinary clothes and drove a low-key car.
In the car, Captain Niu told the driver: "Just wait, I'll go down and see the informant."
"Okay." The driver nodded.
Captain Niu took the three men and stepped out of the car. After turning around and looking around the street, he came to a supermarket and sat under an umbrella.
"Bring us four glasses of orange juice." Captain Niu sat on the chair and shouted to the store.
"Okay, wait a minute." The other party nodded in response.
…
Longcheng City Police Station, Criminal Detention Center.
Wang Daolin was sitting in the interrogation room, looking at a Ma Zai who had been caught at sea, and asked softly: "Would you like a cigarette?"
Ma Zi from the Ma Gang was a little surprised: "Our case has entered the court trial stage, why does the police department still want to interrogate us?"
Wang Daolin stood up slowly, walked to the other party, and put a cigarette in his mouth: "I have something to ask you."
"What's the matter, sir?"
"I heard that the cargo volume at sea was originally six million, but why was it found to be eight million in the end?" Wang Daolin helped the other party light the cigarette: "What's going on?"
Ma Zai took a puff of cigarette and chose to remain silent.
Wang Daolin slowly bent over, looked at the other person with his hands behind his back, and said with a chuckle: "This is not a secret, is it? You think I can't find out other than asking you, right?"
Ma Zai blinked his eyes and said nothing.
"You have to offend me?!" Wang Daolin pointed at the other party and said, "Do you believe it or not, I made you eat shit every day in prison? Yes, every day!"
"That's not what I meant, Sir Wang!" The other party felt a little weak: "It's just this matter..."
Under the dim light, Wang Daolin chatted with the Ma Gang suspect.
…
It's about six o'clock in the evening.
Captain Niu has been sitting in the supermarket waiting for an hour and a half, but the so-called informant still hasn't come.
"This is taking too long. Do you want to call the local people?" The operator next to him was impatient to wait.
Captain Niu looked down at his watch and reached for the phone.
At this moment, a tall and thick man in sportswear came over, stretched out his hand and pulled Captain Niu's head: "Go, get lost, I want to sit here!"
Captain Niu looked up at the other party, his expression a little confused.