Chapter 51: The poor mountains and bad waters make troublesome people
At the same time, when the Liu Shiba and four others discovered the ancient tomb, three police cars drove up on the mountain path at the foot of Liujiatun Mountain.
The mountain road leading to Liujiatun was not accessible to traffic, so the cars stopped at the mountain pass.
Nine police officers got out of the police car and walked along the mountain road directly to Liujiatun.
The mountain road had already been cleaned up, and the bodies of the killed Japanese in black had long been hidden by the villagers in wild burial mounds and buried in haste.
The middle-aged police officer walking in front is Zhang Guanglie, the director of the Ziyun Town Police Station in Xiangcheng County.
Li Laifu's expression was indifferent. Looking at Zhang Guanglie, who was proud and full of spring breeze, he raised his hand to stroke his beard and said tremblingly:
"Liujiatun is going to worship its ancestors today. There's nothing important, so please come back."
Zhang Guanglie was stunned for a moment. He had been a policeman for so many years, and this was the first time he heard a farmer in the mountains not taking the police seriously. He couldn't help but snort from his nostrils.
"Hmph! I'm here to arrest someone today. I hope Liujiatun will cooperate. Otherwise, he will be guilty of harboring and will go to jail."
Seeing the director getting angry, several town policemen standing behind Zhang Guanglie immediately stepped forward. One of them, a fat man in his thirties, quickly stepped forward, winked secretly, and then scolded with a righteous look on his face:
"Old man Li, don't be ignorant of good and evil. Mr. Zhang personally came to Liujiatun today to inspect and hunt down fugitives."
The fat policeman who spoke looked a bit funny, with a big belly and a Buddha-like face.
What makes people look uncomfortable is that such a fat body is actually stuffed into a slightly smaller police uniform, which can't even button the two buttons on the stomach.
At first glance, he looks like the kind of person who has fat brains and fat intestines, who just eats and waits for death...
I knew this fat man Li Laifu, he happened to be the policeman in charge of this village.
The fat man's name is rather festive, and I don't know where his parents made a mistake, but his name was actually: Zhao Goudan.
For country people, the reason for choosing a name is simplicity, and the reason for having a cheap name is that it makes a living!
Zhao Goudan is indeed easy to raise, and can be raised to a weight of 200 kilograms.
Because of his size, Zhao Goudan worked as a doorman for five or six years.
Later, I don't know how I got lucky, but a policeman from the town police station died of illness.
Later, the new leader Zhang Guanglie looked for his eldest son and promoted him, an old guard with some weight and qualifications, to the position of police officer.
Zhao Goudan can be said to have reached the sky in one step, at least his salary will be much higher!
However, Zhao Goudan is indeed a bit crooked. In the past few years, there has not been a single case in his jurisdiction, and his position as a police officer is as stable as Mount Tai.
This Fatty Zhao is also smooth in all aspects. The police officers in each district have been replaced one after another due to various problems, but Zhao Goudan is like a roly-poly.
Although Zhao Goudan looks funny and hateful, he never runs rampant in the countryside and preys on the people.
Not only that, this guy is actually an expert at solving crimes and has a unique vision.
Over the past few years, he has solved several old cases in his jurisdiction and gained a reputation as a good official in the town.
When the old village chief Li Laifu saw Zhao Goudan talking, a rare smile appeared on his face, then his face turned serious, he turned to Zhang Guanglie and sneered coldly:
"I know Zhao Goudan. He is the parent officer of our town. Who are you? You are not welcome in Liujiatun. Please come back!"
Hearing what Li Laifu said, Zhang Guanglie couldn't help but become angry and angry, thinking: Could it be that the dignity of his dignified director was not as good as that of the policeman Zhao Goudan?
Zhang Guanglie smiled contemptuously, raised his hand to carefully adjust his police uniform, straightened his police hat, put his hands behind his hips, and said cautiously:
"I am Zhang Guanglie, from Ziyun Town Police Station..."
"Okay, okay, I'm not interested in knowing who you are, where you are coming from, where you are going, and whether you are going to see you off or not."
Before Zhang Guanglie could introduce himself, he was interrupted by Li Laifu. He couldn't help but hold his breath in his throat, his face was blood red, and he was filled with shame and anger.
Now he looked a little ugly. He waved his hand and ordered to the young policemen behind him:
"Pull this damn old man away, search Liujiatun for me, and catch Liu Shiba, the murderer!"
"How dare you!"
"boom!"
Li Laifu paused with his crutch and stretched out his hand to stop several policemen.
Li Laifu looked at Zhang Guanglie with a gloomy face and sneered:
"The old man has lived a long time, so I don't think it's appropriate for you to rush into Liujiatun like this?
You are police officers, so you don’t know the law. The old man wants to ask you, do you have a search warrant?"
Hearing that this bad old man had once again put his own face in the face of his subordinates, Zhang Guanglie's face turned livid, he gritted his teeth, proudly held out his chest, and said arrogantly:
"What kind of search warrant do I need to catch a fugitive? In this area of Ziyun Town, I am the King of Laws, so what?"
Zhang Guanglie's arrogant tone even made Zhao Goudan, who was standing next to him, unable to listen and couldn't help but persuade him:
"Zhang Suo, according to the rules, you can only ask questions. If you go into the village and conduct a search, wouldn't I think it's appropriate?"
"Zhao Goudan, shut up. When did you have the final say? Come into the village and search."
Zhang Guanglie waved his hand and shouted at Zhao Goudan.
Seeing what the director said, several hesitant policemen looked at each other and walked quickly towards the entrance of the village, preparing to pass Li Laifu and the several villagers behind him and enter the village.
Seeing Zhang Guanglie's behavior, Zhao Goudan couldn't help but feel a little angry and was about to say something...
Unexpectedly, Zhang Guanglie suddenly turned around and sneered, and in a voice that only two people could hear, he whispered in Zhao Goudan's ear:
"I wonder if there is something wrong with you? I have a tip here. It is said that Liu Shiba fled back to Liujiatun early in the morning, and there was also a armed fight here.
Also, don’t forget my kindness in promoting you. It is said that there are many old objects in Liujiatun, which are very valuable.
If you take the opportunity to accuse Liu Jiatun of hiding cultural relics and antiques, I might reward you with a few pieces.
I also want to curry favor with the people above me. If my position is promoted, you can also be promoted. Nowadays, old things are expensive but not marketable. You know..."
Zhao Goudan turned pale when he heard this and was dumbfounded...
What's going on these days?
No matter they are human or ghost, they all want to get a vote?
Are ordinary people and mountain people not human beings? Are you allowed to do whatever you want?
I am indeed fat, but I eat my own meat and have never exploited the mountain people in my area!
Of course, it’s okay to accept some game occasionally. Aren’t we good at this?
But you, a dignified director, look so ugly that you actually want to take advantage of the opportunity of arresting people to enter their villages and rob them?
………………
At this moment, something strange happened. When several policemen walked past Li Laifu and the villagers behind him, Li Laifu snorted, raised his crutch, moved it across the two-meter-wide mountain road, and said with a hoarse sneer:
"Without the old man's consent, I wonder who would dare to break into Liujiatun? The old man is over eighty anyway, so he doesn't mind dragging people off a cliff to find a place to rest, and he will kill people before he dies..."
Zhang Guanglie stumbled upon hearing this, his chest felt blocked, and he trembled with anger:
"The poor and harsh conditions lead to unruly people. Do you, an old man, want to violently resist the law? Labor and management will shoot you."
