The deputy director surnamed Ma did not drive his own police car, but borrowed Uncle Ding's car, euphemistically saying that he would not alert the enemy.
According to the account of the Taoist arrested the day before, the wealthy businesswoman they were going to defraud today met through other channels and was not the information given by Wang Shi.
The fake Taoist priest gang used some means to successfully deceive the trust of the wealthy businesswoman and asked her to invite some friends to prepare for a new round of scams under the guise of giving free lectures by experts.
Deputy Director Ma drove us to the bottom of a commercial building. There were already several well-dressed men and women waiting for us at the door. They must be plainclothes policemen.
We entered the building and were stopped by a staff member at the entrance of a conference hall. Those participating in this event must register with their real names.
Deputy Director Ma winked at the young man next to him. The man immediately understood, picked up a pen and registered the name of a certain Industrial Co., Ltd., and conveniently left a series of phone numbers.
There were already more than a dozen well-dressed men and women sitting in the conference hall. It seemed that the Taoist teaching had already started for a while.
Regarding staff matters, we can sit wherever we want, and tea will be delivered to us later.
Chujiu and Deputy Director Ma and I sat down near the door, and several other people accompanying us sat scattered in several directions of the conference room.
"We're just arresting a few people. Do we need to go to such trouble?"
Chujiu muttered in a low voice. According to his understanding, they were just a few fake Taoist priests. He could just go up and arrest them and take them away.
"Little brother, do you think handling the case is easy? You have to make sure everything is perfect. You must confirm the six people they told you before you can take action."
Deputy Director Ma explained to Chujiu in a pleasant manner, his eyes swept around the venue, and he exchanged the results with several other plainclothes eyes.
"Strange, there are only five suspects, which is different from the intelligence."
Looking around the venue, there were indeed four young men in Taoist robes and a woman in a smart suit, sitting in the first row of the guests' seats.
"It's four, the one giving the lecture shouldn't be the one on the podium."
Chujiu corrected Deputy Director Ma's judgment in a strange tone. When Deputy Director Ma asked why, Chujiu asked me to look carefully at the old man who was giving the lecture.
"No? How could it be him?"
Only then did I realize that the old man lecturing on the stage was actually a Marxist-Leninist man. He had chatted with me throughout the class two days ago.
"Do you know each other?"
After telling Deputy Director Ma the identity of the old man, Deputy Director Ma frowned and said that there was indeed no such person in the information. He also asked us why our teacher appeared on the podium on this occasion.
"Do you think we are gods and barbarians? We know everything?"
Chujiu replied speechlessly, and then whispered to me, I didn’t expect the old Marxist-Leninist man to know quite a lot.
The old Marxist-Leninist man on the stage was talking about the meaning of "forgiveness" spoken by Confucius.
Just when we talked about treating ourselves as others, the empathy we often talk about is another expression of "forgiveness".
“Use your own heart to consider other people’s feelings and put yourself in their shoes and consider their decisions.
It cannot be said that I have all the insights and all the relief, but I can basically understand it in general, and I will not get into trouble.
The essence of "forgiveness" is to understand others to the maximum extent.
Conflicts between people mainly start from not understanding others.
In a sense, understanding is the greatest respect. Without understanding, there is no respect.
Being respected is a scarce resource for everyone.
Many people interpret "forgiveness" as "don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you." This cannot be said to be wrong, but it is not comprehensive.
In fact, "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you" was an example given by Confucius.
Confucius told Duanmu that, for example, "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you" is "forgiveness".
Don't force others to do things you don't want to do.
Not speaking out without metaphors is a major feature of Confucius' teaching, and it is fully reflected here."
The old Marxist-Leninist man finished talking about this paragraph. Just like in class, he habitually picked up the water glass and took a sip of water, and then asked everyone if they had any questions.
"Teacher, after hearing what you said, I suddenly felt enlightened. I have a question I want to ask. I am forty years old, why has my marriage not come yet?"
The wealthy businesswoman sitting in the first row of guests asked about the marriage issue, which made the others laugh in agreement. She said that if this problem was solved, everyone would be willing to set up a consultant position in the company.
The old Marxist man put down the water glass in his hand and stared at the wealthy businesswoman in the front row, just like he usually did when watching the students in the audience.
"Only you know whether the shoes fit you! You wear size 37 shoes and you fall in love with a pair of shoes while shopping. You particularly like the color and style of the shoes, so you identify with this pair of shoes, but the boss tells you that the shoes are only size 36.
size, you hesitated over and over again and decided to buy it. You thought that it would get better after wearing it for a long time, so you bought the shoes home and wore them for a week. The shoes that were one size too small made your feet full of blisters. "
Seeing the thoughtful expression of the wealthy businesswoman in the audience, the old man from Marxist-Leninist nodded and continued.
"In fact, marriage is very much like a pair of shoes. No matter what kind of shoes, the most important thing is that they fit your feet. Don't just covet the luxury of the shoes and wrong your feet."
"What others see are shoes, but what you feel are feet. Feet are more important than shoes. This is a truth! But many people often forget it."
"Some beautiful and expensive shoes may not necessarily be comfortable to wear. They will squeeze the feet, break the skin, and bleed. But the right shoes are different. No matter what you step on, you will feel particularly comfortable."
"Thank you, teacher, for waking up the dreamer with just one word, I understand!"
The old man of Marxism-Leninism smiled and nodded, and was about to continue talking about the next topic. After receiving the signal from Deputy Director Ma, several people started to take action, stood up and walked to the first row.
"Everyone, this event is over. These people are related to a case and need to cooperate with us to return to the police station for investigation."
A plainclothes policeman took out his ID card, stood next to the podium, pointed at the four panicked young men in Buddhist robes and said.
One of the plainclothes policemen walked up to the old man and whispered something to him, which made the old man excited.
"Absurd! Ridiculous! How can I, a distinguished university professor, be part of a fraud gang?"
The plainclothes policemen ignored the old man's actions and took him away forcefully, saying that after going back to the police station for investigation, he would be released if he was innocent.
"Hey, didn't you say there were six suspects? Why didn't you wait until everyone was gathered before arresting them? Didn't you say that everything was safe and barbaric?"
Chujiu said sarcastically that it seemed that Deputy Director Ma had bought too little for breakfast, and Chujiu was still sulking because he was not full.
"Maybe the intelligence is wrong, or maybe the person is not at the scene. We have been sitting there for an hour, and it's time to close the net."
In the end, Deputy Director Ma did not understand that Chujiu, who was still cheerful before breakfast, suddenly spoke to him coldly.
"Guo Guo, I need to go to the toilet, do you want to go to the toilet?"
After leaving the conference room, Chujiu pointed to the sign for the bathroom. Following the direction of the sign, we saw two young men wearing Buddhist robes walking towards us.
We happened to see several Taoist boys being held down by plainclothes policemen at the door of the conference room. The two people who were walking toward us turned around and ran away.
"Chase!"
Deputy Director Ma gave the order, and several plainclothes men chased him out.
"Guo Guo, chase!"
Chujiu yelled and ran away. By the time I reacted, Chujiu had already run some distance away.
Following Chujiu's footsteps, I ran down one floor. I saw a man with long hair in strange clothes from a distance, and I immediately understood the man Chujiu was chasing after.
A young man from the Gu Miao tribe, a man who practiced bewitching and almost killed me and Xiaoyu.
I suddenly felt an unknown fire in my heart and quickened my pace.
Facing the police and Chujiu chasing behind him, the long-haired man still had time to turn around and smile coldly at me.
One of the Taoist boys wearing Taoist robes had been caught by plainclothes and pushed to the ground. Just when Chu Jiu was about to catch up with the long-haired man, the man jumped up and jumped down the stairs.
"Chujiu, no!"
Seeing Chujiu following him and trying to jump down the stairs, I quickly called out to organize him.
The height of the first floor was four to five meters. Chujiu turned around, shook his head slightly, and jumped down resolutely.
I followed them, looked at the two people running downstairs, and decisively gave up my plan to jump. Although I could jump from this height, I couldn't guarantee 100% safety.
When I ran down the stairs to the next floor, Chujiu and the long-haired man were already running towards the end of the corridor.
When I chased to the end of the corridor, I discovered that there was a toilet at the end of the floor.
Chujiu was standing at the toilet window looking out the window, clenching her fists tightly.
"Guo Guo, ran away."
Chujiu pointed to the long-haired man standing outside the window at the other end of the road.
I understood the reason why Chujiu did not follow him and jumped out of the window. There was a fruit stall under the window. At this time, because the long-haired man jumped from the window and hit the fruit stall, the fruit spilled all over the floor.
When the owner of the fruit stand saw the man with tattoos on his chest and a fierce look on his face, he was too angry to speak and cursed in a low voice as he picked up the fruit.
The long-haired man made a strange gesture towards us and mouthed a series of words. Chujiu immediately cursed at the window angrily.
"Chujiu, what did that lunatic say?"
On the ninth day of the lunar month, he looked troubled and hesitated for a long time without speaking.
I pressed again and again, and Chujiu finally whispered. The long-haired man said to him in dialect:
"Guo Guo's life is theirs, and Guo Guo's woman will also be his."
"them?"
Chujiu guessed that the word "they" should refer to the village of the ancient Miao tribe.
"Run away if you can. Safety first. I will issue a mission when I get back. All police personnel will focus on the long-haired young man with the tattoo on his chest. If he stays in the city, there will only be one result, and it will be difficult to move even an inch."
Deputy Director Ma chased after him with two plainclothes men. He only saw me and Chujiu standing at the window. He knew that the suspect had failed to track him down, so he comforted us.