After Zhou Zhongping and Song Qing left Qinglai Inn, they drove up the mountain. Song Qing asked puzzledly while driving:
"Team Zhou, why do you want to take the video recorder hard drive of Qinglai Inn? I don't think there is anything suspicious about the fat proprietress. And there are no cameras in the rooms with gambling equipment on the third floor."
"Do you think I'm here to catch gamblers? I'm so busy now that I don't have time to take care of public security matters." Zhou Zhongping complained.
"Then what's the purpose of taking the hard drive?"
"The location of this Qinglai Inn is very critical. It is right at the three-way intersection where pickup trucks come out. So I think the driver of the pickup truck may have been here more than once. If he enters and exits this three-way intersection many times, it will
There is a high possibility that I will go to this inn to have a meal or buy something." Zhou Zhongping analyzed.
"Oh, so that's what you were thinking. Make a copy of the hard drive first so that you can have a backup plan."
"Well, it's called hitting a ball with dates but without dates. What if a date falls out?"
"Okay, okay, I'll just wait to eat the dates."
Driving about 1 kilometer from the three-way intersection, a ramp appeared in front of them. The length of the ramp was only a dozen meters. At the end of the ramp was the gate of a factory. Song Qing parked the car at the door of the gate, and the two of them got off.
After the car, I found that the gate was closed.
Song Qing stood at the door and shouted a few words, but no one came out for a long time.
"Is this an abandoned coal washing plant?" Zhou Zongping asked, pointing to the three characters "coal washing plant" on the wall.
"It doesn't look like there's anyone in there."
"The price of coal has dropped sharply recently. I heard that many small coal washing plants and trading companies have closed down. It may be normal that there is no one here."
"Then what do we do?"
"When you go inside, there are three coal washing plants. This is the first one."
The two drove back on the road and walked 500 meters further along the main road. The second coal washing plant appeared. Like the first one, the door of this coal washing plant was also closed. Fortunately, the door of the coal washing plant was closed.
After Song Qing shouted a few times, an old man carrying a wooden stick walked out of the guard room.
"What do you do?" the old man walked to the door and asked, leaning on a wooden stick.
"Uncle, is this coal washing plant closed?"
"Didn't you see? I am the only one looking after the house here. The factory stopped before the Spring Festival last year and has not been opened until now."
"Uncle, is the coal washing plant down there also closed?"
"That store has been closed down a long time ago and all the equipment has been sold."
"Is there anyone in the factory down there?"
"There's no one around. The water and electricity in the factory have long been cut off, so it's just an empty field."
"Does your factory have water and electricity?"
"The water pipes were frozen last winter, but no one repaired them. The electricity is still on."
"Then what do you do with your daily intake of water?"
"Go to the factory above to pull it. The factory above is still open."
"Does anyone usually come to your factory?"
The old man shook his head and said:
"No, the boss hasn't come for a month. If he doesn't come, others won't come either."
Zhou Zhongping and Song Qing exchanged glances, said goodbye to the old man holding a wooden stick, and continued driving up the mountain.
The mountain road is facing the gate of the third coal washing plant. The scale of this coal washing plant seems to be much larger than the two below. There is a sign stained with coal ash hanging on the wall at the gate, which says Lisheng Coal Washing.
Factory has five big characters.
The door was open, and Song Qing drove the car directly to the open space inside the guard room and stopped. An old man in his fifties quickly walked out of the guard room and came to their car to ask.
"Are you two here to buy coal?"
Song Qing glanced at Zhou Zhongping, and Zhou Zhongping took out his ID, showed it and said:
"We are the police, here to understand the situation."
"Oh, police, let's go to the office first. Our factory director is inside." The old man pointed to a row of square meters in the distance and said.
"I'm not busy. We want to ask you a few questions first." Zhou Zhongping said.
"Oh, what do you want to ask?" the old man at the gate asked doubtfully.
"How many people are there in your factory?"
"Including me, there are a total of 18 people, one janitor, one cook, and 13 workers. Plus the factory director, accountant and technician, there are exactly 18 people."
“Do you have a pickup truck in your factory?”
"There are two of them. Aren't they both parked in front of the office?"
"What's your boss's name?"
"If your surname is Mao, then your name is Li Sheng."
After a brief inquiry to the janitor, Zhou Zhongping and Song Qing walked to the office together. They saw that the equipment of the coal washing plant was in operation, there were two large trucks loading coal in the yard, and a forklift was busy nearby.
Some workers covered in pitch black were walking around among the equipment, creating a busy scene.
After finding the office door with the name "Factory Director" written on it, Zhou Zhongping and Song Qing opened the door and walked in. They saw four people inside playing mahjong around an automatic mahjong machine. There were a lot of hundreds of money on the table.
Yuan bills. Among the four people are a young woman, a young man and two middle-aged men.
The two of them opened the door and came in without saying hello. The four of them didn't pay much attention. They continued to touch and play cards without stopping. A middle-aged man sitting opposite the door picked up the cards from the pile.
He twisted a card hard with his thumb, slapped it on the table, and yelled "touch it yourself". The other three people threw a few banknotes at him amidst a burst of sighs.
The man who touched himself smiled at Zhou Zongping and Song Qing while collecting the money and said:
"You two are really my lucky stars. I touched myself as soon as you came in."
"Really?" Zhou Zhongping took out his ID from his pocket, showed it in front of them and said:
"Do you still think that I am your lucky star?"
When the man who touched himself saw that the two people who came in were policemen, he stood up with a cry, still holding the banknotes he had just picked up from the card table. The other three people were stunned in place, and they were not at ease.
Dare to speak out.
"Okay, put all the money away. There will be no gambling checks today."
Hearing what Zhou Zhongping said, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief and threw all the money on the table. No one dared to pick it up. They stood in a row obediently and waited for the police's instructions.
"Which one of you is a Maori student?"
"I, it's me." The man who touched himself just now replied.
"What about the rest?"
"Oh, this is our accountant, this is our technician, and this man is our customer." Mao Lisheng introduced them one by one.
"Okay, take us to visit your office first." Zhou Zhongping said.
"Ah? Visit? Okay, okay, please come with me." After Mao Lisheng understood what Zhou Zhongping meant, he quickly led the way and looked at all the offices one by one.
Among all eight offices, one is a utility room, one is a worker's locker room, one is the factory director's office, one is a financial room, one is a technical room, two are restaurants, and one is
kitchen.
Zhou Zhongping focused on the refrigerator and freezer in the kitchen and found that they used a vertical refrigerator and a freezer with a length of 90 cm and a width of 50 cm.
Song Qing took photos of all these, and then the group returned to the factory director's office.