The criminal police at the airport branch did not make things difficult for Liu Handong. They did not handcuff him or search his mobile wallet. The public security system is so big. Liu Handong's heroic deeds were spread by the bad guys and became famous throughout the system. Everyone respected him as a man.
Naturally, he won't be treated like an ordinary thief.
But after arriving at the branch, the situation changed. An expressionless female first governor in her forties came to check with her hands behind her back, and ordered Liu Handong to be put in the detention room. She vaguely heard her mentioning in the conversation with others.
Words like "black sheep" and "dregs of society".
The detention room in the branch was in poor condition and the space was small. Liu Handong's mobile phone was taken away, and his belt was also confiscated. No one was going to interrogate him for the time being, and he sat on the bench for several hours.
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In Huanghua Community, Wang Yulan came home from shopping for groceries. When she saw Ma Guoqing smoking on the balcony with great melancholy, she couldn't help but cursed: "You don't know how to sweep the floor or wipe the table when you have nothing to do. Just remember to smoke. I think you are worse than Xiao Liu."
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Ma Guoqing said: "Don't mention Xiao Liu from now on. He was arrested again for theft. The amount is extremely huge. I'm afraid he won't be able to get the money back in ten years."
Wang Yulan was stunned: "Ten years! What will Ling'er do?"
"I'm not married yet. I'm afraid that my daughter will become stupid. If she waits for him with all her heart, her whole life will be ruined..." Ma Guoqing took a last puff and put out the butt of the cigarette that had been burned to the filter.
"Please tell me clearly what is going on," Wang Yulan said.
"It's not like he was helping you collect debts. He teamed up with others to steal several cars from Long Kaijiang. The Bentley alone is worth more than five million. There is a mountain of ironclad evidence for the crime of theft, and you can't rely on it." Ma.
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Wang Yulan was anxious: "Then what does it mean that Hanwei owes us money? Xiao Liu helped us get back our hard-earned money, but he committed a crime by co-authoring?"
Ma Guoqing shook his head disdainfully. It was really hard to discuss the law with a housewife: "That's another case. Do you know it or not? It's not the same thing. You can ask for the money you owe and sue in court, but you can't get it back secretly. This is a crime.
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After all, Wang Yulan was a family member of a police officer, so she vaguely understood something. She patted her thigh and said, "Fortunately, Ling'er didn't marry him. This time, Xiao Liu is finished. He will be thirty-seven or almost forty years old when he comes out. He will be useless even if he is still alive."
Alone."
There were a lot of footsteps and heavy breathing outside. Ma Guoqing wondered, are the relatives from the countryside upstairs here again? There shouldn't be so many people. Just as he was thinking about a knock on his door, he looked through the peephole and saw, OK
Guys, even the corridors are full of people, they look like working people, ordinary citizens.
Quickly opening the door, the people outside asked if Sister Wang was at home. Wang Yulan stepped forward and asked doubtfully: "Are you?"
Everyone reported their homes, and it turned out that they were all investors in Hanwei. Through various channels, they learned that Sister Wang Yulan, a retired employee of the bus company, was particularly good at helping people recover their investment funds, so dozens of people formed a group to come.
Ask for Wang Yulan.
Wang Yulan was caught blind. She herself was a victim. How could she have such ability? But the crowd was hard to dismiss. They begged and even knelt down.
"Sister Wang, I'll give you 20% of the hard-earned money. As long as I can get the money back, it's the money my father paid for medical treatment."
"Yes, Sister Wang, we understand the rules and must give what is due. I beg you to agree."
Wang Yulan was about to cry. She tried every possible means to explain that others would not listen, and was having a hard time getting out. Ma Guoqing showed up. He went back to his room, put on his police uniform, and said to everyone: "Comrades, listen to me, listen to me...
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Everyone saw that he was a police officer, so they calmed down and listened. Ma Guoqing briefly introduced the whole story and said: "This debt collector has been controlled by our public security agency, so he can't help you. Let me give you a warning."
, Debt collection must be done through legal channels, and never try to break the law yourself.”
The crowd originally came with the mentality of trying to hit a shot if there were dates but no dates, but they dispersed after hearing what Ma Guoqing said was conclusive.
Silence returned to the corridor, and Wang Yulan began to sigh: "What a pity, he is a very good young man."
Ma Guoqing was surprised. His wife had always been disgusted with Liu Handong, so why did she change her mind now? Not only did she not gloat about his misfortune, she even sighed, which was not like Wang Yulan's usual style.
He overlooked one thing. In fact, his daughter's personality did not follow his own, but her mother's. Thinking back to when Wang Yulan was a flower in the public transportation system, why did she marry an ordinary policeman? Instead of worshiping the blue police uniform, she worshiped the policeman.
Behind the uniform is the admiration for heroes, the yearning for hating evil as much as hatred, being free and uninhibited, and being chivalrous and soft-hearted.
Wang Yulan had been with Ma Guoqing for more than 20 years, and she had long been fed up with his languid temper, lack of skills, submissiveness to superiors, and timidity. After working as a grassroots policeman all his life, Wang Yulan said that his daughter should find a civil servant at the deputy section level to focus on
She wanted to take Lu Jianxian as her son-in-law, all because she was disappointed with her husband. Her knowledge of the world was relatively limited, and she felt that a deputy department level was the best, and someone like Lu Jianxian was already awesome, but Liu Handong had nothing to do with collecting debts.
But it taught her a profound lesson.
If you have courage and means, you are a good man! A good son-in-law!
Of course, Wang Yulan is in her fifties, and is long past the age of daydreaming. She knows that this time Xiao Liu is really in trouble, and she has to persuade her daughter to get better quickly, instead of waiting for him to be released from prison.
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It wasn't until the next morning that Liu Handong was interrogated. The spotlight shone on him, sitting in a small cage, with his hands cuffed to the cage. Facing the tough-faced female police officer yesterday, she first asked his name, age, place of origin, etc.
, and then presented evidence that the surveillance of the airport parking lot showed that Liu Handong and Wang Xing had visited the spot and then stole the Bentley with others.
"Wang Xing has surrendered. Cheng Ming, who helped you transport the stolen cars, is also under our control. Please explain the problem honestly and don't take any chances." The female police officer said sternly.
Of course, Liu Handong had his own way of saying things like helping people collect debts. The female police officer slapped the table and said, "Don't talk about anything else. Did you steal a car?"
"I didn't steal, I just took back the property that Long Kaijiang owed the people."
"You won't cry until you see the coffin. You have also been a police officer. You should know that we value evidence over confessions. It doesn't matter if you refuse to explain. All the evidence points to you as the culprit who stole a huge amount of property. You know that five million dollars was stolen.
How many years can the sentence be?"
The female police officer sneered, looked at Liu Handong condescendingly, and said with a little pity: "In your situation, you won't be able to escape in twenty years."
Liu Handong said: "Can you give me a cigarette?"
Knowing that her words were effective, the female police officer asked her subordinates to give him a cigarette and help him light it. After Liu Handong smoked it, he spit out the butt of the cigarette and said: "Go ahead and curse, you have been the one who has the final say for twenty years."
?You are a judge? If you arrest me, has the procuratorate approved your arrest?"
"You!" the middle-aged female police officer was furious and slammed the table: "Take me down here!"
Liu Handong was taken back to the detention room, and his hands were handcuffed to the heating pipe. He could not stand or sit, and the difficult time began.
He was right, the procuratorate had not officially approved the arrest, but this was just a matter of procedure. Even if the process could not be completed within a day or two, it would be easy to detain him first.
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In the small residents' fitness garden near Huanghua Community, the elderly fitness dance and red song performances that used to be noisy until midnight have stopped. These retired and bored old men and women are all talking about the same thing.
Huo Lianhe passed by carrying a bird cage and saw a few gray-haired old guys sitting in front of the chessboard and not playing chess. They were talking about things. He went over to listen and found out that they were saying that Long Kaijiang ran away and owed money. The affairs of the more than one billion people in Omi.
"If I count on the government, I will never come back in my lifetime. I have seen through it all. Now our country is capitalism. No, it is darker and more decadent than capitalism!" an old man wearing old-fashioned railway overalls said angrily, with a An old-fashioned coffee can turned into a large tea cup.
"Long Kaijiang defrauded so many people of their money because of the government's backing. As a result, the government said the photo of Long Kaijiang and Jin Muchen was photoshopped. Damn his ancestors. I was there that day and saw them shaking hands. , It’s like a father.” The other old man also became excited.
Another old man who was watching the chess game shook his cattail leaf fan and lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I heard that there is a man among the people who specializes in collecting debts from us people. Many people have already received the money. He throws the money into your window in the middle of the night. One cent." Quite a few.”
"Yes, yes, I also heard that the second uncle of a friend of my daughter's work colleague received the money. In ancient times, he was considered a hero."
"Yes, it's the hero. This is true. I heard that the hero lives in our Huanghua Community."
Huo Lianhe couldn't help but interject: "No, the hero obviously lives on our Tiezha Street, right across from me. The boys and girls at home and I usually play together."
Everyone looked at him with disdain: "Old Huo, let's make a draft first while bragging."
Huo Lianhe became anxious: "Whoever brags will have his household registration book killed. This kid's name is Liu Handong. He used to be a policeman. It was reported in the newspaper some time ago that the billionaire's Tibetan mastiff killed a sanitation worker. He was the one who shot him." The Tibetan Mastiff was removed by the police because of this incident."
Seeing that what he said was serious, everyone believed him and lamented that the world was declining, the powerful were in power, and the party and the government no longer spoke for the common people.
Huo Lianhe went home after bragging enough about his awesomeness, but he didn't know that he had added a few more bricks to the legendary story of "Yellow Flower Hero".
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In late September, autumn tigers were still raging, and it had been half a month since Liu Handong was arrested. The police still did not allow him to visit the prison, and they could not find out any information.
Ma Ling was driving the bus on a congested street. When he passed the city hall, he suddenly saw a middle-aged woman standing at the door holding only playing cards. Before he could see the words on the sign clearly, the woman was nearby. The patrolling plainclothes officer took control of her, grabbed her by the neck, and pushed her into the van.
In order to prevent petitions, plainclothes officers were stationed at the entrance of important offices. Several policemen from the nearby police station were on duty in front of the city hall. They arrested the petitioner into a police car and did not bother her. They asked her what grievances she had and why she did not pass the normal examination. You can sue or file a petition.
The woman looked straight in the eyes and said that I was not wronged.
The policeman was confused: "Then what are you holding the wrongfully accused sign for?"
The woman said: "I cry out for the injustice of the Yellow Flower Hero. You should not arrest him. He is the great savior of the poor."
The police realized that this elder sister had some mental problems.
After some contact, I learned that this eldest sister was laid off in the early years, and her husband was driving a rental car. Her life was not easy. She invested 50,000 yuan in Hanwei last year, but it turned out to be wasted, causing the eldest sister to have a mental disorder. Later, "
The "Yellow Flower Hero" got his money back, but his mental illness had not yet recovered. She heard that the hero had been arrested by the police, so the eldest sister ran to the door of the city hall to complain.
In the end, the eldest sister was taken away by the Hanabi Neighborhood Committee. The police regarded this as a joke, but they soon stopped laughing.
Because more than a hundred retired elderly people holding placards came to sit in front of the city hall and beat drums to avenge the Yellow Flower Hero.