After Zhou Zhongping received the task arranged by Liang Shi to go to Qinglai Road to find the location of the pickup truck, he immediately called Song Qing and several of his team members to rush to Qinglai Road.
The southern mountainous area of Zhongjiang is a geomantic treasure land rich in mineral resources. Coal mines, copper mines, calcite mines and limestone mines are distributed among the crisscrossing mountains.
Qinglai Road is a main road leading from the city to the mountains. More than ten years ago, there were dozens of small coal mines, large and small, on both sides of Qinglai Road. At that time, the pavement of Qinglai Road was
The trees and mountains on both sides of Qinglai Road are all black. It was known as the "Black Africa" of Zhongjiang City at that time, which shows how serious the pollution was at that time.
Later, due to several very serious mining accidents, the state began to rectify these small coal mines that were brutally mined and extensively managed. After years of closure and redevelopment, the privately owned small coal mines have completely disappeared, replaced by the state-owned Zhongjiang City Coal Mine
Management Group Corporation. The company has three large-scale coal mining companies under its subsidiaries, which completely monopolize the coal mining industry in Zhongjiang City.
"The Qing Dynasty has changed a lot in recent years!" Song Qing said with emotion while driving.
"Yes, the city's management of small coal mines has been very effective. Not only has the environment improved, but the public security situation has also improved a lot. In the past, when small coal mines were everywhere, there would be one serious injury case every month.
There would be a large-scale fight every week, and small quarrels would happen every day. At that time, our criminal police team and the local police station were very busy." Zhou Zhongping recalled the scene at that time.
Deeply touched.
"Captain Zhou, is this the intersection that Captain Liang is talking about?" Song Qing asked, pointing to the traffic light in front.
Zhou Zhongping looked back and forth and said:
"Yes, this is here. There is a Qinglai Inn at the intersection. You turn right first. We will stop at the intersection and come down to take a look at the terrain."
After Song Qing turned right at the traffic light intersection, he parked the car on the side of the road where the pickup truck appeared. The two people opened the door and got out of the car.
This intersection is a three-way intersection. Opposite the mountain path is the Qinglai Inn. Qinglai Road passes through the entrance of the Qinglai Inn, leading down to the city and up to the mining area.
"Come on, let's go to the inn to inquire about it first," Zhou Zhongping said.
Song Qing followed Zhou Zhongping across the road to the front of Qinglai Inn. The big sign on the roof of the three-story building of Qinglai Inn read: Parking, accommodation, and meals in the courtyard. Wearing plain clothes, they pushed the door open and went in.
Later, I found that there was no customer inside, only a fat woman who looked like a waiter was clearing the dishes on the table.
"Boss." Zhou Zhongping greeted the fat woman.
The fat woman looked up at them and asked:
"Are you two going to eat or stay?"
"Boss, how is your business here? Why are there no customers?" Zhou Zhongping asked.
The fat woman rolled her eyes at Zhou Zhongping and said angrily:
"Don't even look at what time it is. Have you ever seen a restaurant with customers dining at nine in the morning?"
"Ah, that's it. Sorry, I didn't pay attention to the time." Zhou Zhongping said apologetically.
"What on earth do you do?" the fat woman asked, throwing down her work.
When Song Qing saw that Zhou Zongping had made others unhappy, he quickly stepped forward and said:
"Sister, don't be angry, he doesn't know how to speak."
"You're just a big brother, how can you say someone's business is not doing well so early in the morning?"
"Sister, we are here to inquire about something from you. We want to ask you where the path across the way leads to? What is on it?"
"Oh, that's what you're asking. It's easy to say. There are three coal washing plants along this road. When you reach the entrance of the third coal washing plant, the road ends."
"How is the business of these three coal washing plants? Are there many people inside?"
"It's not bad. There are cars coming in and out all the time. Why don't we install a traffic light?"
While Song Qing was chatting with the fat woman, Zhou Zhongping walked through the small building and came to the yard behind the inn. The yard behind was large enough to park more than a dozen large trucks, and the entire yard was paved with coal gangue.
There was a car full of soot and two large trucks parked in the yard. Zhou Zhongping walked over and looked around, but found nothing suspicious. So he returned to Qinglai Inn.
The fat woman who was chatting with Song Qing raised her eyebrows when she saw Zhou Zongping walking in from the backyard and asked:
"What on earth are you doing? Why are you wandering around in my courtyard without food or accommodation?"
Zhou Zhongping ignored the fat woman's reproach, walked directly to her, took out his ID, showed it in front of the fat woman and said:
"We are the police."
"Ah, you guys, why didn't you tell me earlier?" the fat woman said awkwardly.
"Do you often have pickup trucks coming to your inn?" Zhou Zhongping asked directly, ignoring the fat woman's embarrassment.
"Oh, there are so many pickup trucks. In the nearby mines, coal washing plants and coal trading companies, almost every company has a pickup truck. They often drive to my place to eat.
." The fat woman replied quickly.
"Why do they all like to use pickup trucks?"
"The road conditions here are not very good, and we often need to walk on those mountain roads. Pickup trucks are strong and powerful, and can be equipped with equipment and so on, so almost every house here has them. I don't know much about cars. I just listen to customers.
They said that." The fat woman looked at Zhou Zhongping and said with a smile.
"Well, have you heard of anyone losing their pickup truck recently?"
The fat woman tilted her head and thought for a while before saying:
"I didn't hear that. Those cars are shabby and dirty. Who could steal that?"
"Okay, take us to the guest room upstairs to have a look."
"Ah, are you here for a checkup?" the fat woman asked a little embarrassed.
"Just looking around."
"Officer, can you please wait a moment? I'm a woman who doesn't know anything. Can you ask my man to come back and check me later?"
Zhou Zhongping glanced at the fat woman and said:
"It doesn't matter whether your man is at home or not. It's us who want to check, not your man. Hurry up and don't delay things."
After Zhou Zhongping finished speaking, he walked towards the stairs. The fat woman had no choice but to follow him up the stairs.
The second floor was full of dirty single rooms, with dining rooms and bedrooms for lodging. After looking at the second floor, Zhou Zhongping and Ma Yan came to the third floor. They casually opened the door on the third floor and saw
Some rooms have automatic mahjong machines, and some rooms have square tables with some playing cards scattered around.
"Officer, these are entertainment places for guests. They are just having fun, not gambling." The fat woman followed and kept explaining.
Zhou Zhongping ignored the fat woman's muttering and looked at room after room. Finally, in the innermost room on the third floor, he found the hard disk video recorder of the surveillance camera of Qinglai Inn. He removed the hard disk inside and held it in his hand.
fat woman said:
"Let's borrow this thing for a while and return it to you in a while."