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Chapter 988 Opportunity for the salted fish to turn over

The overall backwardness of industrial technology means that this country cannot even build a bicycle. The country can only produce parts with low technical content, such as frames, handlebars, chains, saddles, pedals, etc.

Key parts such as gears, chainrings, bottom brackets, and flywheels all need to be imported from abroad, which greatly increases the cost of the bicycle.

Take the "Zhongzi" brand bicycle produced by Yanjin as an example. It costs an ordinary worker at least a year's salary.

Therefore, people who often ride bicycles are either those with higher incomes or government officials.

Most public officials own bicycles for work needs, such as the police. When investigating ordinary cases, the only means of transportation for low-level police officers is bicycles.

During the Wang Puppet period, when Jiang Xinyu was just a police chief, he rode a bicycle for almost five or six years, whether he was going out to handle cases or patrolling the streets in his jurisdiction.

Of course, any vehicle in the government department is an official vehicle. Just like the car Jiang Xinyu is driving now, it is not owned by him personally, but he has the right to use it.

"Deputy Director Shen, I have a way, maybe we can find the owner." Bai Jumin whispered from the side.

Shen Zhifeng said: "What can we do?"

"Since the incident happened in Nan City, the owner is likely to live there. In the name of the police station, we posted notices nearby to publicize it, saying that a batch of stolen money and stolen goods had been confiscated, and we hoped that the owner would come to claim it. I just lost my money, so I must be worried..."

"no."

"...Why?"

"When you come to the police station to claim lost property, you need to prove that the money belongs to him. At least you have to provide bank receipts or other witness statements. If the owner is a Communist Party, he will definitely not do this, because it would be equivalent to putting himself in the spotlight. , every detail is there for anyone to ponder. Therefore, even if he sees the notice, he will never show up."

Shen Zhifeng pondered for a long time and said slowly: "There are many people riding bicycles, and there are also many people carrying canvas satchels. There will definitely not be too many people who combine the two." Bai Jumin's eyes lit up: "I understand, I Immediately send people to the Nanshi area to find the man carrying a canvas bag and riding a bicycle."

Shen Zhifeng nodded: "After you find the person, don't disturb him. Just find out his occupation and residence."

"yes."

"In addition, if Director Feng asks, he is not allowed to reveal a word. For any case involving the Communist Party, the fewer people know about it, the better."

"clear."

The two spoke in low voices, deliberately not wanting Ma Hui to hear.

Seeing Shen Zhifeng walking out, Ma Hui hurriedly said: "Officer, what should I do if you leave?"

Bai Jumin looked at him and said jokingly: "What should we do? Is it possible that we have to treat you to a meal?"

"But you promised me that you will let me out after you explain the matter clearly. If you can't talk, it won't count..."

"Stop talking nonsense and just be patient!"

Seeing Bai Jumin's eyes widening, Ma Hui did not dare to say anything anymore. On the surface, he was submissive, but in his heart, he had already greeted the eighteen generations of their ancestors.

On the way back, Bai Jumin said while driving: "Deputy Director Shen, regarding Guo Changqing's case, there is a question that I still can't figure out. It is possible that the Communist Party can investigate Jinbei Prison, but how could they? Are you sure which house Guo Changqing lives in?"

"Yes, how did they determine it..." Shen Zhifeng murmured.

Bai Jumin thought for a while: "Deputy Director Shen, I have a bold hypothesis on this matter. If it is wrong, you can just pretend that I didn't say anything."

"tell me the story."

"Since there is no way to prove that it was the Communist Party, there is another possibility. Guo Changqing did have a heart attack..."

"When he was in Xi'an, the medical staff at the Shaanxi Station gave him a physical examination. He was in good health and did not have any diseases."

"However, I heard from forensic doctors that some people are born allergic to certain things, which can induce potential diseases."

"allergy?"

"I didn't use the disinfectant you sent me at all. I was just thinking, might Guo Changqing be allergic to disinfection? Others don't know, but I can't stand it anyway. I stayed in his room for a while. Yes, my nose feels itchy."

"A small bucket of disinfectant water was sprayed all over?"

"You're not saying that the prison's sanitary environment is not good and that disinfection needs to be more thorough. I thought, it's not too much anyway, so I might as well spray them all."

An idea flashed in Shen Zhifeng's mind, and he immediately thought that it must be the smell of disinfectant that led the Communist Party to find Guo Changqing's residence.

At first, he was worried that his whereabouts would be revealed, so he did not dare to go to the drugstore to buy disinfectant. Instead, he brought it from the station to maintain confidentiality to the greatest extent possible.

Now it seems that there should be a problem with the disinfectant water!

Shen Zhifeng suddenly thought of someone, Sun Feng, whom he met in the stairwell. At that time, he asked: Deputy Director Shen, is there disinfectant in the carton?

When we think about Sun Feng's lying behavior, this becomes even more suspicious...

No, we must check this Sun Feng. Shen Zhifeng thought to himself,

…………

In the office of the Director of the Confidential Office, Zhou Junchen frowned.

In today's Yanjin Station, except for Wu Jingrong, who was dismissed, among the officials above the school officer level, he is the only one left in the Guangdong Gang.

Coupled with the constant conflicts between Zhou Junchen, Shen Zhifeng and Feng Qingshan, it was impossible not to let him feel emotional and feel like he was surrounded on all sides.

People are like this. When they find that they have no way out, it will stimulate their inner fighting spirit.

Zhou Junchen knows very well that if he wants to gain a firm foothold in Yanjin Station, he must first not make mistakes in his work and not let others find faults. Secondly, he must seize opportunities as much as possible, make more contributions, and make great contributions.

According to Wu Jingrong's request, the situation of the latent team's infiltration into the Dagu detachment must be kept strictly confidential and not disclosed to the outside world.

In fact, it was not just for the sake of confidentiality. Wu Jingrong had his own wishful thinking. He also counted on this "killer trump card" to give him a chance to make a comeback in the future.

Tuk Tuk!

There was a knock on the door.

Zhou Junchen sat up straight: "Come in."

As soon as the door opened, Sun Feng stepped in. He quickly came to Zhou Junchen and said: "Director Zhou, Secretary Wang just informed me that all future action plans of the latent team must be filed with the Intelligence Department in advance. You see what to do?"

Zhou Junchen nodded: "They want to control all intelligence sources. To put it bluntly, they want to seize power."

"The latent plan in Shiqiao Village must also be reported to the Intelligence Department according to regulations."

"No. Other action plans can be given to them, but not this one."

"But, if stationmaster Qiao makes inquiries in the future..."

"It doesn't matter. Let the deputy webmaster communicate with the superiors when the time comes."


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