There was a small door on the side, and the two people filed in. Fang Zheng wanted to follow, but as soon as the two people entered, they closed the door. Seeing this, Fang Zheng had no choice but to jump up to the two-meter-high wall and climb over the wall.
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It's not that Fang Zheng will celebrate, but with his brute strength, jumping a few meters high is really not a problem.
Fangzheng was squatting on the wall and happened to see three vans parked in the yard. There was a person standing in front of one van, changing the license plate of the van. The drivers of the other two vans got on board one after another. As soon as the door opened, the two cars left first.
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After a while, the third van with a changed license plate also left...
Further inside, there is a row of two-story small buildings, with quilts hung to dry outside. Some people are playing chess and others chatting. There is also a walk-behind tractor in the yard, and some old hens pecking all over the ground. It looks like
, really like an ordinary farmhouse.
There are just a lot of people...
"Brother Xi, did you throw it far?" asked a young man on the second floor.
"Throw it far away. Who would dig through the trash can outside the village? Besides, even if we don't admit it, who can say it was us who threw it. We wore gloves and there are no fingerprints.
What can they do?" Brother Xi said disapprovingly.
"Haha, Brother Xi is still thoughtful." The young man praised with a thumbs up.
"Okay, the cars are out. From now on, we are just farmers. You are friends who come to visit my house. Remember?" Brother Xi shouted.
"Remember!" the two chess players and the young man responded one after another.
Brother Xi nodded with satisfaction and asked, "How is the backyard?"
"It's all been taken care of. Who's going to look at it now? It's just an abandoned greenhouse. The other things have just been taken away in a van..." the young man said.
At this time, the middle-aged man playing chess said with a smile: "I am still smart. I know how to let Daxiong open a shop outside the police station, regardless of whether it makes money or not. This police station is considered to be dead. As long as people come out, we will stop work and disperse."
Equipment. Don’t worry about anything happening, safety first...restart work after three days, although you will make less money, but it will be safe!”
Brother Xi laughed loudly and said: "Second uncle, look at what you said... I am also well prepared."
When Fangzheng heard this, he basically understood that this was a counterfeiting factory. Although the counterfeiting factory was not large, these people were very cautious. If there was any slight disturbance, they would immediately dismantle the things and scatter them in all directions, making it impossible for people to start.
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If they had been so careful, it would be difficult for the police to cause trouble for them, but now...
"Can you blame the poor monk? The poor monk was really just passing by." Fang Zheng wiped his nose and said with an innocent face.
Then Fang Zheng didn't leave, sat on the wall, picked up the phone and started calling the police.
"Hello, comrade police, someone in our village mixes fake wine with alcohol, do you care?" Fang Zheng opened his mouth and asked.
"Blending fake wine is a crime, and we accept this matter. Excuse me, where is the specific location of your village?" A female police officer's voice rang on the phone.
The voice was very nice, but Fang Zheng didn’t listen much. He looked up and looked at the village sign at the entrance of the village in the distance. Most people might not be able to see it clearly, but Fang Zheng could see it clearly, so he said: "Menqian Village, Group 3, No. 16
, a man named Brother Xi led a group of people to make fake wine here.
Don't rush to answer, just listen to what I have to say.
They have a shop in front of your police station. The owner of the shop they call Big Bear. He stares at you every day. As soon as you police officers come out, you don’t know if they are here for them, so they immediately dismantle the machines and hide everything.
Already...
So it's not easy for you to catch them...
Didn't you call the police today? They dismantled the things again and put them in three vans and scattered them away.
The license plate numbers of those three vans are *****, *****, and *****. Do you want to stop them all and then take them to their homes together? That’s right
Some of the industrial alcohol they used to blend fake wine was thrown in the trash can at the entrance of the village. Please go and dig it out later..."
Obviously, the female police officer had never seen such a detailed report, so she was stunned for a while by Fang Zheng's words...
Fang Zheng thought the other party had hung up the phone, so he asked, "Are you still here?"
"Oh, I'm still here. Could you please re-state the address and license plate number you just mentioned?"
Fang Zheng was speechless for a while, but he repeated it anyway, and finally said: "Your professional quality needs to be improved, comrade."
The female police officer opposite was speechless again... This was the first time that the reporter had said this to her after receiving the police report for so long...
After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone and was not in a hurry to leave. He just sat on the wall and looked at the group of counterfeit dealers below with a smile.
At the same time, the female police officer immediately reported the news...
Ten minutes later, outside a tobacco and alcohol store in front of the police station, a shirtless man sitting smoking and playing with his mobile phone was suddenly surrounded by two policemen.
"Comrade police, what are you doing? Buy cigarettes or alcohol?" the man asked.
"Big Bear, come with us," the policeman said.
As soon as the man heard this, he jumped up and ran away. As a result, he was grabbed by two policemen and pushed to the ground.
Half an hour later.
The three vehicles left separately and the vans and drivers parked in various places were all captured...
At the same time, a team of police officers had reached the entrance of the village in front of Menqian...
During this half hour, Fang Zheng was waiting anxiously, wondering why the police hadn't come yet, but he couldn't wait any longer, so he jumped off the wall and entered the yard.
Brother Xi's second uncle and third uncle were playing cards. The young man Xu Nian stood behind his second uncle, eating melon seeds and watching the fun.
Fang Zheng walked over, looked at Xu Nian, then at his second uncle, then at his third uncle... he touched his chin, then raised his hand and slapped him!
Snapped!
The second uncle was slapped directly on the table...
Xu Nian was stunned immediately...
The third uncle was also stunned and said angrily: "Xu Nian, what are you doing?"
Xu Nian said with a confused look: "I...I didn't do anything."
"Oh... I'm stupid... Xu Nian, you are so cruel!" The second uncle rubbed the back of his head, stood up angrily, and stared at Xu Nian.
Xu Nian cried and said: "Second uncle, it's really not me. I just ate melon seeds... and didn't do anything."
"Didn't do anything? Didn't do anything? Who hit me? Is there anyone else here?" The second uncle raised his hand angrily and slapped me!
The melon seeds in Xu Nian's mouth were all blown away...
But Xu Nian didn't dare to say anything. After all, the second uncle was Brother Xi's second uncle. He was just the younger brother who followed Brother Xi.
Xu Nian looked aggrieved and had no place to reason. At the same time, he also felt cold in his heart... He knew very well that he didn't do anything, but the second uncle's sudden move... was it a ghost's hand?