A car accident occurred near Hwaseong Hakdong Bridge. A beggar with bad legs was hit and killed by a car while crossing the road. The traffic police found several bags of methamphetamine in the beggar's pocket.
At 9pm on October 22, 1999, people were passing through Haizhu Square in Huacheng. A beggar was kneeling under the neon lights. There was a shoe box in front of him. When others gave him money, he would kowtow and not speak. He might be mute.
The two mute children were also kneeling, and the older one was sticking his buttocks out and winking at a girl selling flowers next to him.
There was a bow-legged old man in a suit and hat. He might have been drunk. When he passed by a beggar, he casually threw a hundred yuan into his hat like a piece of waste paper. The old man walked far away and heard a scream.
, I looked back and saw the mute beggar holding the money and shining it into the lamp.
The beggar's two children jumped up and said, "Let me see, let me see the ** above."
They'd heard about the new red hundred-dollar bill, and now they'd seen it with their own eyes.
The mute beggar spoke excitedly. He said, "Oh, God, please touch them all, don't rob them to death."
The girl selling flowers next to her immediately chased after him and said to the old man: "Wait a minute, you can buy flowers."
The old man burped, narrowed his eyes and said, "How to sell it?"
The girl said: "Eight yuan a bunch, not expensive, the flowers are so beautiful."
The old man took out a hundred dollars and said, "I want them all."
"Twelve flowers in total, ninety-six yuan." The flower girl took the money and said shamelessly, "Don't change it, I don't have any change."
The old man said: "That won't work. You have to change. That person is a beggar; you, you are a businessman."
The flower girl was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded and said, "I'm just a flower seller. Just wait, I'll change the change over there."
The old man watched the girl turn the corner and disappear.
The old man sighed and threw the flowers into the trash can.
This old man only has three pennies.
A few days later, Sanwen appeared again in Haizhu Square. He said to the "mute" beggar: "I'll give you a hundred yuan. You can help me deliver this bag to Saidi Entertainment City on Huanjiang Road. When you come back, give it to me again."
One hundred dollars for you."
"Is this a good thing?" the beggar asked.
San Wenqian put a hundred dollar bill into the shoe box in front of the beggar.
"Why don't you give it away?" the beggar asked.
"I have something to do." San Wenqian replied.
"When you get there, who will you give your things to?" asked the beggar.
"Look for Boss Huo." San Wenqian said.
"What's in the bag?" the beggar said, opening the canvas bag. There were two bricks wrapped in newspapers.
"Just this," the beggar asked, "two red bricks?"
"Yes." San Wenqian replied.
Criminals usually transport drugs by separating people and goods, and find a fool to be the scapegoat. Even if they are caught by the police, they cannot tell who is behind them. During the transportation process, there will be agents following them secretly to prevent accidents. Drug dealers hide drugs.
The methods are even more bizarre. Zhang Weiyi from Hong Kong hid drugs in watermelons, Hainan Jie Fengping hid drugs in coconuts, Shanghainese Zhou hid ecstasy pills in candles, and Yunnanese Li disguised heroin as glutinous rice and hid it in several sacks of glutinous rice.
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The two bricks worth three cents are cleverly disguised yellow arsenic. As long as the yellow arsenic is reprocessed, it becomes No. 4 heroin.
During the Spring Festival crackdown in 1999, an intern police officer named Jiang Weidong wrote in his report: There are more than 30,000 registered drug addicts in Huacheng City, and the actual number of drug addicts is at least 50,000 or even more. Near Huacheng Railway Station
It must be a secret hideout of drug traffickers. They use beggars and street children to sell drugs. According to informants, the leader of this drug gang is a man nicknamed San Wenqian...
When the leaders of the authorities asked Jiang Weidong about the situation, Jiang Weidong disappeared and disappeared from the world like air. This report later attracted the attention of the major case headquarters.
There is a street just a few steps away from Hwaseong Railway Station, called Dengfeng Street, which is densely covered with a large number of rental houses, and many foreigners live here.
There is a Fugui restaurant on Dengfeng Street. The hall is simple and undecorated, but it is always full with diners.
People in Huacheng are very good at eating. They can cook everything from flying in the sky, crawling on the ground, or swimming in the water into delicacies on their plates. They call making money "finding food", which shows. There are delicious places in many old streets and alleys, benefiting from
There is a snack bar selling wonton noodles in the basement on Fudong Road, there is a braised goose seller in Chaozhou Lane who has opened a shop on the roof of a residential building, and there is a seafood restaurant on an iron-hulled boat in Nanhai Fishing Village on Huanshi Road.
, if it weren’t for someone’s guidance, it would be easy to miss a store like this.
In the 1980s, a kind of black-necked red-crowned crane could be seen in Huacheng. They migrated from the Heilongjiang River Basin to the south to spend the winter. Due to predation by Huacheng people, this kind of bird has become very rare.
Fugui Restaurant initially sold a kind of snake soup. This famous dish is the "Five Snake Soup" made with cobra, bungara, krait, water snake and elaphe. After being banned by the wildlife protection department, it started to introduce it.
New signature dish: Beggar’s Chicken.
Clean the Sanhuang native chicken with yellow beak, yellow feet and yellow skin. Marinate it with soy sauce, Shaoxing wine and refined salt. Grind various spices into powder and rub it on the chicken body. Store the fried accessories in the belly of the chicken and place them on each armpit.
Put a clove and clamp it, then wrap it with lotus leaves, and then wrap it with wine jar yellow mud. Dig a hole in the ground, not too deep, cover it with soil, light an open fire and roast it for more than an hour, and roast it over a charcoal fire for half an hour. The beggar's chicken is done.
It’s done.
After breaking open the mud, the lotus leaves are oily and watery, still glowing with a faint green color. The fragrance of the lotus leaves comes to your nostrils. The chicken is fat, tender and crispy, and the paste is tender and smooth. Taking advantage of the heat, the fragrance is overflowing, and you tear off a piece with a bright yellow color.
If you have three glasses and two glasses of strong wine, you will definitely be full of pride. No matter you are rich or poor, you will drink it to the fullest and taste like a tiger or a wolf.
We have to say that this beggar's chicken is the most authentic, because the boss used to be a beggar, and he is a big weirdo.
Although the restaurant is narrow, dirty and poor, it is crowded every day and the business is very good. Behind the restaurant is a yard with a steamed bun willow tree. The two wings are the residences of the monster and the store clerk. There are several trees placed under the tree.
There are several benches and several low tables. When the guests are full, they will sit here. There are even a few tables in front of the restaurant.
There used to be a copper sign in front of the door, but it was later stolen by children wandering the street. What caught the attention of passers-by were the four crooked characters on the wall: Beggars Free.
This is probably the only restaurant that provides free services to beggars. If you have to find one reason, it is that the boss is a beggar. The boss has never concealed his experience as a beggar. He has told many customers about his blood-sucking
Son, he said: "I thought I was a dog, but now I am a human being." People sympathized with his suffering experience and appreciated his compassionate heart. Newspapers and TV stations once came to interview this good man, but he refused.
He promotes humanitarianism for the government and gives alms to the rich. He opens the good to the outside and closes the evil. Many times, virtue is just a box packaging evil.
This kind of compassion is only a superficial phenomenon. Those unkempt beggars entering and leaving the restaurant will not affect the big monster's business, because he is not running a restaurant, but selling drugs. Only beggars who are real "beggars" will come here to receive alms. Initially,
The big monster, San Wen Qian, Master Han just organized these beggars with missing arms and legs, divided them into territories, and collected protection fees every month. In 1997, San Wen Qian was not satisfied with being a beggar leader and began to use these beggars for trafficking.
Drugs, give them some leftovers, and then let them transport the drugs and ship them. This restaurant has become a hidden drug den.
In February 1999, the trainee police officer named Jiang Weidong came here to conduct two investigations. The first time he bought a beggar's chicken without saying anything; the second time, he bought another chicken.
Walk into the kitchen and say directly to the boss: "Boss, I want to ask you about someone."
"Who?" the big monster asked.
"Three pennies."
"do not know."
"Let's be honest, I'm a police officer. I suspect you are drug dealers. You'd better be smarter. Although I don't have any evidence yet, this is not a formal interrogation. I'm just chatting with you privately. Next time I come, I will wear the police uniform.
Come on, if you are smart, leave yourself a way out, and it will be regarded as a meritorious service in the future. Let me ask you again, where is the three cents?"
"Behind you."
Jiang Weidong looked back, but saw nothing.
The eye of art should be everywhere, and it is not just ants and earthworms who can see things underground. A year later, the old house on Dengfeng Street was demolished, and a skeleton was dug out from under the tree in the yard. From a rusty belt
The card could tell that the deceased was a policeman.
When the big monster stood under the tree in the yard, he had a strange feeling. There was a dead person buried under his feet. He killed a person with chicken-killing hands. He knocked the policeman unconscious and strangled him half to death, like
He cut a knife on the neck like killing a chicken and put the blood into a wooden bucket. The wooden bucket originally contained half a bucket of chicken blood, but it slowly filled up. In fact, he vomited while killing people until he buried the dead man.
Under the tree, he felt a kind of exhaustion and a kind of hatred in his heart. He felt that he had just wiped out the whole world.
From that day on, the monster often had a strange dream. He dreamed that there were many dense honeycomb-shaped holes on his arms and face, and fleshy white worms crawled out of the holes. He did not feel scared, but
He is not as calm, fearful and calm as before. He neither chooses this nor that. This is his choice after killing.
On August 21, 2000, at 11 o'clock in the evening, a pale young man walked into Fugui Restaurant. He found a table and sat down. The boss said: "It's closed."
The young man said: "I'm looking for someone."
"Who are you looking for?"
"Three pennies."
The big monster looked at the young man, shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
The young man slowly picked up the teapot and one tea bowl from the table and placed them on the tea tray, while the other bowl was placed outside the tray. The old man looked at it with a surprised expression. The young man took two more tea bowls from the next table and placed the four tea bowls on it.
Place one teacup horizontally on the left side of the pot, fill the third cup with water, pick it up, and hand it to the big monster. The holding posture is very strange. The thumb of the right hand is placed on the edge of the teacup, the index finger is placed on the bottom of the bowl, and the three fingertips of the left hand are stretched out to attach to the teacup.
The big monster took the tea bowl in the same gesture and drank it all in one gulp.
This is a set of Jianghu tea group code words, created by Hongmen in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Many modern SWAT combat gestures are adapted from gangster gestures. For example, lower your hands, place your palms at waist height, palms upward,
The fingers are separated into a grasping shape, which represents "dog". In some rural areas of Shanxi, elderly people still perform the standard Hongmen ceremony during funerals.
The pale young man is Gao Fei.
The first meaning of the tea array he set up was: his own people.
The second meaning is: asking for help.
The big monster drank the bowl of tea to express his approval and agreed to his request.
Our tears should have been shed since 1983.
Chaoshan people were the first to come to the area around the train station. They ran small businesses, and after gathering some capital, they began to speculate on tickets. Train tickets and bus tickets became the profit-making resources for scalpers to dominate the market. Faced with market competition, fellow villagers gathered in
At the same time, the "Chaoshan Gang" emerged. This is a loose group characterized by living area and dialect. In addition to ticket scalping, it is also engaged in soliciting passengers. Two years later, more and more private transportation vehicles were used, and a group based in Chinese
A group of solicitors, mainly locals, appeared in the city. The "Huacheng Gang" and the "Chaoshan Gang" who originally did not interfere with each other began to have friction. After several large-scale armed fights broke out, the "Northeast Gang" and the "Hunan Gang" quietly
The rise of the "Chaoshan Gang" lost its hegemony and turned to selling fake invoices to passengers. They found a group of smelly old ladies to sell maps and train timetables at the exit of the station. The old ladies pretended to be handing out leaflets. If someone happened to do it,
Then, a large group of people immediately gathered around. In desperation, they had to buy it at a high price before walking away safely.
In the first half of 1990, no one with a Northeastern accent dared to mess with people at the train station. In the second half of the year, people from Hunan came to dominate. Huacheng people also began to hire unemployed people from other provinces to develop and strengthen their own strength. Huacheng Railway Station formed
This creates a three-legged situation.
In 1991, the "migrant worker wave" around the Spring Festival exceeded people's expectations. The peak of passenger flow quickly appeared, a large number of migrant workers were stranded at Huacheng Railway Station, and thousands of people wandered on the streets. The security situation of Huacheng Railway Station and its surrounding areas quickly deteriorated.
Deterioration. There are more and more black trucks operating illegally. Hundreds of touts coax people into the buses and then drop them off halfway.
The "Toe Stamping Gang" and the "Throwing Money Gang" arose at that time.
"Hey, kid, you stepped on my foot." A person deliberately kicks your trolley box and then says this to you. At this moment, your wit and adaptability will be tested.
You have three choices: 1. Keep moving forward as if nothing has happened; 2. Yell and get out; 3. Apologize humbly. Any of these options may lead to a large group of ruffians surrounding you, followed by blackmail and extortion.
The "Lost Money Gang" is a low-grade scam that takes advantage of people's greed for money and is easy to spot. It is worth mentioning that the scammers near Hwaseong Railway Station will commit robberies when they become angry. In other words, this is a group of scammers.
Robbers disguised as liars.
With the crackdown by the police, many criminal gangs have had to find new ways. The "Hunan Gang" changed their crime methods in the process of evading police crackdowns, using pregnant women, children, patients and the elderly to sell counterfeit banknotes and tickets. Take Sichuan native Zhang Kai
The criminal gang headed by the leader began to abduct and force women into prostitution. They searched for young women who came to work from other places at the Huacheng Railway Station, and on the pretext of introducing jobs, they tricked them into getting on the train and abducted them. A man in Lufeng County, Guangdong named "shouying"
An old bachelor spent 8,000 yuan to buy a daughter-in-law. Many years later, when the local police rescued the woman from a closed stone house, they found that she had become mentally disturbed.
In 1991, "hair salons" in the mainland were still called "barber shops", while in Huacheng there were "shampoo rooms" that did not wash hair, and there were many small hotels. The hotel facilities were very simple, and most rooms only had one hair salon.
There is a bed supported by two stools. The bed is not for sleeping, but for prostitution.
In 1992, Zhou Wei, a native of Northeast China, gathered 46 fellow villagers and began to get involved in the crime of abducting and trafficking women. Not only that, they also teamed up with local gangsters in Huacheng to gang up at Huacheng Station and pretend to be relatives, friends or drivers of friends.
While waiting to be picked up at the station, they defrauded and robbed passengers.
Since then, various new criminal phenomena have continued to breed.
In 1993, Wang Jingji specially identified some young people living on the streets, responsible for their food and accommodation, and trained these children in criminal skills. A group of professional thieves appeared.
Professor Fu Weiming of Sun Yat-sen University in Guangdong had his bag stolen as soon as he got off the train. The police had to use special means to retrieve it after multiple investigations failed. There was such a conversation in a rental house:
"I'm here to find you. My current identity is either a policeman or your friend."
"Let's be honest, what did you lose?"
"A bag."
"How much is in the bag?"
"Not a penny."
"That……"
"It's just a few pieces of torn paper, it's an academic paper."
"Okay, wait for me for twenty minutes."
"Well, let me buy you a drink."
In 1995, there was a group of people who liked to wear black clothes and had been robbing passengers' belongings at train stations for a long time. They were called the "Black Party". They mostly operated at night. If it was during the day, they would rob while masked.
In 1997, the "Beggars Gang" headed by Sanwen Qian quietly emerged.
In 1998, "miyao" robberies occurred frequently. Gangs called this method "pig-killing," and the "Henan Gang" mostly used it. Then it evolved into speeding robberies, and became notorious as the "hand-cutting gang."
In 1999, the "Acupuncture Party" also appeared, holding syringes purportedly containing HIV and threatening tourists to demand money.
Faced with the severe public security situation, since 1983, governments at all levels have organized various forces to carry out "crack down" operations every year, and a large number of criminal gangs have been destroyed. However, the effect of "crack down" cannot last long. After rectification, the old behavior returns.
Criminal gangs reshuffled their cards and divided their spheres of influence through violence. For example, after the "Policy Gang" was eliminated, it split into five major gangs: "Zheng Laowu Gang", a Hunanese, responsible for the Zhanxi Road area; and "Shantou Gang", responsible for horse racing
Gang area; "Chaozhou Gang", responsible for the Shayong South area; "Liu Laosi Gang", Sichuanese, responsible for the Caonuan Park area; "Lao Yang Gang", also on Zhanxi Road. Among the five gangs at that time, "
"Zheng Laowu" and "Liu Laosi" are slightly older and often have friction with each other, but neither can eat either of them.
In the process of competing for territory among various gangs, the "Northeast Gang" gradually took control of the passenger soliciting market at Huacheng Railway Station. Zou Guanglong from Heilongjiang Province became the boss of the pheasant cart market. He bribed and corrupted state agency staff, and soon
Controlling the solicitation market in the east square of the station, it also controlled the source of customers for the "Pheasant Car".
In 2000, the Huacheng "Backpack Party" headed by Zou Guanglong appeared.
The "backpack party" initially only solicited customers for pheasant buses and hotels. Later, they packed their bags with fake invoices, fake tickets, hotel introductions and fake documents, and wandered around Huacheng Railway Station, Provincial Bus Station, City Bus Station and Liuhua all day long.
Between stations, they mainly target people coming from other places to Guangzhou, stealing jewelry, mobile phones, backpacks, selling fake invoices, and exchanging counterfeit banknotes. As the team grows, the "Backpacker Party" even dares to confront law enforcement officers. At Huacheng Railway Station,
There have been many gang fights. Hundreds of "backpack gang" members clashed with security guards several times, and the police fired shots to stop them.
As Zou Guanglong's reputation grew, he became the gang boss of Huacheng Railway Station. Many gangs wanted to recruit him as a backer. He began to recruit one or two hundred Ma Chai as his thugs, collecting protection fees from each gang, and even a fruit stand and a phone booth.
Don't let it go.
It was not until a year later that the leaders of the Guangdong Provincial Party Committee visited Huacheng Railway Station three times incognito, demanding "heavy laws and control of chaos." Huacheng Railway Station stationed a large number of armed police with live ammunition and launched the largest "crack down" operation. Zou Guanglong committed a crime of a gangster nature.
The organization was destroyed in this "severe crackdown" and Zou Guanglong was sentenced to death with a suspended death sentence.
On October 19, 2000, two of Zou Guanglong's gang led dozens of thugs to collect protection fees from shops around the train station. Many shops often tolerated the evil forces, and some shop owners even took the initiative to seek protection. On Dengfeng Street there was
A wealthy restaurant selling beggar's chicken refused to pay the protection fee. Ma Zai ordered his men to smash the tables, chairs, benches, doors and windows to pieces and then left. Before leaving, he threatened to smash it again if the money was not paid at night.
That night, four people lit candles in the messy store to discuss countermeasures. They were San Wenqian, Big Monster, Master Han, and Gao Fei.
San Wenqian said: "Just bear with this."
The boss said: "What's the use of making so much money and being bullied by others."
Master Han said: "I can't swallow this breath."
Sanwen Qian said: "We can't fight because there are few people."
Master Han said, "Go to the Northeast, call the Paozi gang, and get their guns. I don't believe you can control them."
San Wenqian said: "It's too far away."
The big monster said: "Yes, we just have few people."
Gao Fei said: "We have a lot of people."
Master Han said: "Where are the people?"
Gao Fei said: "Train station."
The house was soon filled with all kinds of strangers, with incorrigible scoundrels from all over the country, all who were about to use bricks, daggers and sticks from the railway station square.
Gao Fei said to them, "In a moment, we are going to fight with someone. Each person will be given 100 yuan. If you don't want to, get out."
"150," someone in the crowd shouted, "100 is too little."
“Should I pay you now or after the payment is made?”
"Who?" asked another person.
"Zou Guanglong's people." The big monster answered.
"No." The mob in the room fled one after another when they heard Zou Guanglong's name, leaving only a man wearing sunglasses standing in the corner.
"Why don't you leave? Aren't you afraid of Zou Guanglong?" Master Han asked.
"There must have been 50 people just now," said the man wearing sunglasses.
Master Han said: "Absolutely."
"Give me 5,000 yuan," the man wearing sunglasses said, "I'll do it."
"Are you alone?" the big monster asked, "Are you good at fighting?"
"Hit me." The man wearing sunglasses pointed at his face.
The big monster's right fist was still very powerful. He hit the man's jaw with all his strength. Then, his hand was so painful that it felt like it was broken, but the man stood there with a smile on his face without changing his expression.
"Being beaten," Gao Fei said, "doesn't mean you can be beaten."
"Okay then, let's watch." The man wearing sunglasses first took a step forward, then flew forward with a beautiful side kick. With a bang, he kicked a hole in the wall.
"God, what's your name?" San Wenqian asked.
The man wearing sunglasses replied: "My name is Hualong."