Chapter 483 The Poor and Frustrated Thief of the Century
As soon as Wang Chengguang finished speaking, Du Fengchun, who was riding a bicycle, hurriedly braked and looked around vigilantly. This was a road leading to a river and had already reached the outskirts of the city.

Not far ahead, there is a courtyard of self-built houses in the countryside and a shop facing the street. The shop is a restaurant that has not yet opened for business. A small truck is parked in front of the main entrance to the self-built house. Someone is putting things into the truck in bags, which look like bags of grain.

Du Fengchun looked around for a few seconds and asked curiously, "Case? Are there any problems with those people?"

Lao Du is a normal policeman. He is smart and vigilant to a certain extent, but it is impossible for him to maintain peak state all the time. After hearing what was said, he tried his best to examine it and did not find anything unusual.

Wang Chengguang passed cigarettes to Lao Du and said with a smile, "That family looks like they built their own house. Would a normal resident's house have more than a dozen bags of food being pulled out at this time?"

"Of course, they could be grain dealers, but the timing is not right. This is the sixth day of the first lunar month, not the autumn or summer harvest."

He was just raising a common suspicion.

In the 1990s, after farmers paid their public grain taxes, they would keep a portion of the remaining grain for their own use and store it in cellars or large vats. Most of the grain would be sold at fairs or markets for money. Besides selling grain, what other ways are there for farmers to make money?

Therefore, the divine sense had already determined that there was a group of grain thieves ahead. Based on the surface evidence, it was the sixth day of the first lunar month. Which ordinary farmer would load a dozen bags of grain from home so early in the morning...

If it is after the summer harvest or autumn harvest, including before the Chinese New Year, there is no need to pay any more attention to this situation.

Of course, if that store facing the street was a supermarket, there would be nothing suspicious about it selling food to the outside world, but it was just a restaurant.

Du Fengchun lit a cigarette and stared into the distance, watching people continue to load the truck. He asked in doubt, "What's in the bags? They look like soybeans? Or rice? The restaurant may need so much, maybe they bought too much rice and flour, but couldn't sell them due to poor business."

"This is because the gate is a bit narrow, and the truck can't drive into the farmyard. It can only be parked outside the gate, so we can easily see the situation."

Those loaded onto the trucks were ordinary sacks, one sack at a time, carried on the shoulders of young and middle-aged men from the traditional farmyard to the door and onto the truck. Du Fengchun did not have X-ray vision, but he could make a rough inference based on the movements of the sacks as the men carrying the sacks walked.

When you carry a sack of rice, flour or soybeans and when you carry a bag of potatoes or radishes, the ups and downs of the bag will be different.

As he watched, Du Fengchun was startled again and cried out, "Oh my god, isn't that the granary over there? This family is not far from the granary... Is this a case of embezzlement, or...?"

About a hundred or two hundred meters to the side of this farmhouse facing the street is a grain depot in Hechang.

Wang Chengguang smiled and said, "There is another suspicious point. The people moving the grain look too excited and happy. If the rice purchased by the restaurant could not be sold due to poor business and was stored as grain before being sent out, they should not be so happy from the bottom of their hearts."

"How can I describe that kind of happiness? It's like when you were admitted to a technical secondary school. Even if you were tired or not in good shape, the happiness and excitement came from the bottom of your heart."

The two of them were about forty or fifty meters away from the shop facing the street. At this distance, it was impossible to see the facial features and expressions of the target person clearly if their eyesight was poor.

Du Fengchun was confused. He looked left and right but still couldn't see clearly. He gave Wang Chengguang a thumbs up and said, "You are awesome. You can see clearly from such a distance? Then why are you still going fishing? Do you want to go back to the station and talk about it? I remember that this place is beyond our jurisdiction."

Since you said that, he can only accept it. Wow, he has already passed the technical secondary school entrance exam? This is one of the four great joys in life for normal people.

What will the situation be like when the four great joys come together?
Wang Chengguang nodded, "Since we have encountered it, go back and report it and see who will investigate. You go ahead, I'll stay here for a while."

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What Wang Chengguang didn't expect was that two hours later.

A storefront facing the street had been deserted for a long time and no one was delivering grain to trucks. On the sixth day of the first lunar month, the restaurant was open, but there were not many customers. He and Ye Maosheng and others drove over to the store with the retired leader in his 1s whom they had met at the Municipal Bureau on the evening of the 70st.

Of course Wang Chengguang would not wait for two hours forty or fifty meters away from the hotel. He was now one kilometer away from the hotel.

The three auxiliary police officers hired by the old leader with his own pension were also there.

When he got off the car with a cane, Du Fengchun got off the car with an excited look on his face, walked towards Wang Chengguang and said, "This Uncle Zhang was originally working near the Dashanzi Police Station to resolve disputes among residents. When he heard that there was something suspicious here, he called to investigate directly."

"We have already found out that the restaurant owner rented the original landlord's house, including the front room, the main room, and the yard. The business has been bad for half a year, and he hired four waiters. This is a small restaurant that has been unable to make ends meet for a long time."

While he was still explaining, the retired old leader walked up to Wang Chengguang and said with a smile, "Are you Xiao Wang? You were the first to find out that something was wrong, because there are four levels of happiness in life?"

"By the way, you can call me Lao Zhang or Uncle Zhang. My third son is the secretary general of the provincial government. He is over 40 years old. You young people will not feel any disadvantage by calling me uncle."

"Since the business is open, why don't we go have a meal and do some research? I want to see what it means to be happy from the bottom of your heart. If this can be used as a basis for solving the case and investigating, then Xiao Wang, you have done another kind of meritorious service."

The three auxiliary police officers were also very excited and full of joy.

They were laid off and unemployed, and the whole family had no income and was in great distress. The head of the family was unable to support the family and was in a state of collapse, so the old man came to recruit them as auxiliary police.

Even if I don't have a regular job, having a salary and being able to eat in the cafeteria is enough!
Their happiness and joy cannot be considered one of the four great joys in life, but it is also a kind of joy that comes from being grateful for surviving a disaster.

Wang Chengguang smiled and said, "These are easy to talk about. Uncle Zhang, you are older, you take the lead and we will follow."

Strictly speaking, auxiliary police do not have law enforcement powers, but don’t you look at the resume of Mr. Zhang? He is the third child in his family and is also the secretary general. Having a leader and not having a leader are two completely different things.

The group got back in the car and rode their bicycles to a restaurant. When Lao Zhang came in, he saw the empty place with no one eating. The guys at the front desk were all sleeping soundly... Only a proprietress was eating melon seeds and watching TV with great interest.

Lao Zhang coughed and the proprietress woke up. Then she greeted the guests in a very procedural manner, took orders, started cooking, etc.

It was a meal of common local dishes in Hechang. Everyone ate well. It was not very delicious, but it was just like an ordinary restaurant. When paying the bill, Lao Zhang smiled and said, "Boss, you guys are so happy because of a happy event. Tell us what good news you have so that we can get some of the good luck too. From the moment I walked in, I felt that your restaurant was unusually festive."

Lao Zhang was sure that the people in this restaurant, from the cooks to the waiters who served the food to the people who fell asleep at the front desk, all had smiles on their faces the whole time and never stopped laughing. It's impossible for people to smile like that all the time, but even when they weren't smiling, they really did look happy.

That is a very intuitive mental outlook!
This is the biggest problem. A restaurant with poor business and few customers, which makes barely three or four meals a day, has hired four guys and paid them wages in this place far away from the city.

They have been operating at a loss. Where does the genuine joy of the restaurant come from?
The proprietress was stunned and said with a smile, "Uncle, we just opened the shop in the New Year and we have met such a group of wealthy customers like you. We are of course very happy to have a grand opening. It is all thanks to you. We also hope that we can have a continuous flow of customers and a prosperous business in the new year."

After a few polite words, Lao Zhang, Wang Chengguang and others did not stay long and left.

When leaving, it was Lao Zhang and three auxiliary police officers who took the car. He and Du Fengchun rode a 28-bar bicycle together. Lao Du laughed as he rode the bicycle, "This case is not under our jurisdiction, but with Uncle Zhang taking the lead... we really don't have to worry about so much."

"Chengguang, what do you think happened? Someone in the granary stole the food, or... If there is nothing wrong with the granary, I don't know where the food came from."

Wang Chengguang was amused. "If there is no problem with the granary, we can dig a tunnel. Haven't you seen tunnel warfare?"

Du Fengchun was so shocked by this that he hurriedly braked. He looked back at Wang Chengguang stupidly for a few seconds, and then he looked at the restaurant in confusion, "This is impossible, digging a tunnel? This is too weird."

Who in their right mind would think of digging tunnels to steal food?
Wang Chengguang complained, "You know that Hechang is a resource-based city with many coal mines. There are many talented people working in and out of the coal mines. For laid-off people who are good at mining, wouldn't it be easy for them to dig a tunnel?"

This group is the Li ambushing team that dug tunnels and stole food in the original trajectory, and they dug all the way to the neighboring prefecture-level city of Rencheng.

Li's ambush gang committed a crime in Hechang. They dug tunnels and took away 200 tons of soybeans. They had the beans washed by some bean washers, similar to money laundering, and then sold the washed beans to workshop-style soybean oil factories, making money easily.

I've been doing things here for a long time without being discovered.

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It was the winter of 1995. During routine warehouse clearance, loaders from a grain and oil processing plant and an oil refinery accidentally discovered a rat hole at the bottom of a grain warehouse. After a few shovels, they discovered that the rat hole was getting bigger and bigger, and they had dug directly into the tunnel below.

It's just like the tunnel warfare. The tunnel is designed scientifically and sturdily. The largest space can accommodate cars, and it has ventilation, lighting, etc. There are slogans on the walls of the tunnel, such as getting rich, stealing granaries, digging tunnels, and adjusting scales.

The case was exposed. 200 tons of soybeans might have been stolen from the grain warehouse? The director directly reported a loss of 500 tons... As soon as someone reported it, the director committed suicide.

It becomes an unsolved case!
In the winter of 1998, the city leaders asked Qin Chuan to continue tracking Li's ambush team, and only then did they catch the grain-stealing gang committing a crime near another grain warehouse in Rencheng.

How to put it, he is talented and really sexy!
There is also a man named Park Jianshe in this team. He is proficient in electrical work, welding, excavation, etc. He made a magnetic generator with electrical components and secretly installed it on the scale of the grain warehouse. When the grain-stealing gang presses the remote control, the large scale in the grain warehouse will malfunction.

It was this failure that made it seem as if no one noticed when 200 tons of soybeans were stolen, because the scale was not working properly and the receiving staff saw that the numbers on the scale were correct. In this way, for several months, Li's ambush team stole 200 tons without any reaction.

That’s 40 kilograms of grain!

This is what Wang Chengguang sensed with his spiritual sense and he was able to deduce it by counting on his fingers. Now Li Maifu's team has stolen more than 100 tons here, and they are transporting it out bit by bit, day by day.

Du Fengchun was stunned for more than ten seconds again, and started pedaling again, "Wow, we still have such talents in Hechang? It's outrageous."

Wang Chengguang laughed and said, "There are so many outrageous things. Let's wait and see."

Since Lao Zhang is involved in this matter, and his auxiliary police officer is causing trouble, the director of the grain warehouse is probably going to be in trouble again. How to say it, Lao Zhang is a retired provincial official, and the third son in his family is the secretary general.

Once this grain theft case is solved and all the losses are returned to the granary, I can also give Lao Zhang a spiritual fruit to heal his old injuries and pains.

After solving such a big case, not only can the young policeman continue to make meritorious contributions, but the food and drinks that Lao Zhang gives for the celebration can also support the families of the three auxiliary police officers who were transferred from laid-off workers.

This case will also stimulate more elderly retired cadres to transfer to the auxiliary police team to do great things and good things.

He asked curiously, "The third son of the Zhang family is so strong, what about the eldest and second sons?"

Du Fengchun, who was pedaling the wheelbarrow, said with emotion, "The eldest son of their family died accidentally in some dangerous areas when building water conservancy facilities in the 70s. The second son is a professor at Harbin Institute of Technology. This old man is really a family of three outstanding people."

"Now he is living in Hechang with his eldest grandson, who is currently in high school."

"If it weren't for that magical fruit that appeared randomly, ordinary policemen like us would never have the chance to come into contact with such a big shot."

There's nothing wrong with that. The third brother is a director in his forties. If there are no major accidents in his life, he will be able to retire at the provincial level. This is a world apart from Wang Chengguang, Du Fengchun and others who graduated from ordinary technical secondary schools.

Besides, my father had fought against the Japanese and won great honors on the peninsula.

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Two days later.

Li Maifu and his team were stealing soybeans from the granary through tunnels under the cover of night. Wang Chengguang and Lao Du, including Qin Chuan from the criminal police team, had already climbed over the wall into the hospital and started shouting and arresting people.

The arrest process went smoothly. This group of more than a dozen grain thieves had good brains and skills. Without the brains and skills, it would be impossible for them to dig a tunnel of one or two hundred meters.

This is a matter of months of digging, months of stealing, and then hundreds of tons of soybeans are washed and sold to small oil mills to make money.

However, this team only has technology and brains, but they are not ruthless, at least not as ruthless as the Song Xiaojun and Chen Xiaodong gangs who kill without blinking an eye. During the arrest process, they can only run away, or struggle with the police with fists and feet, and if they can't struggle, they will be arrested.

All the thieves at the scene were subdued. Old Zhang walked into the yard with a cane, with an incomprehensible look on his face, "You bastards are really weird. You learned these things by watching Tunnel Warfare and Railway Guerrillas? With such cleverness, what can't you do?"

As he was talking, Lao Zhang grabbed his walking stick and started beating Li Maifu, Park Jianshe and the others. His blows were not heavy, but it was really speechless.

Whether it is Song Xiaojun's team or Li Maifu, if they were placed in Hong Kong Island of the same era, they would basically be on par with the brutality of various century thieves. The difference is that most of these gangs are poor and unsophisticated.

There are people who can make high-tech and make the scales in the grain depot malfunction, and remotely control them for a long time! It takes months of malfunctions to take away 40 to tons, kilograms of grain.

(End of this chapter)