The prosperous era of courtyard houses

Chapter 252, the case was solved.

There were a lot of people in the interrogation room at this time.

In addition to Director Guan, Dong Jianjun and Li Weiguo who were sitting behind the table and presiding over the interrogation, there was also Xiang Hongjun who was in charge of taking notes.

Liu Heng and Zheng Shan stood at the back and watched the scene, and there were three police officers from the police station beside them.

This case was not a small one, and everyone was curious about the final result, so they didn't leave even after getting off work and still stayed.

After making preparations, Xiang Hongjun opened the interrogation transcript.

Guan Daosi tapped the table with his fingers, making a "bang bang" sound, and said, "Tell me, where did you get those food stamps?"

On the interrogation chair opposite, Asano's hands were handcuffed to the armrests, and a crossbar in front of him restricted his body and legs to the chair, making him unable to move.

Facing Guan Daosi's inquiry, Ma Guan was very panicked at this time. His whole body was dripping with cold sweat, his mouth was trembling for a long time, and he was speechless and couldn't say a word.

".me."

Ma Guan's reaction was normal. Few ordinary people who entered the interrogation room could remain calm.

Seeing him like this, Guan Daosi didn't rush him, so he took out a cigarette and lit one, then started smoking slowly, asking him to take it easy first.

After a while, after smoking a cigarette, Ma Guan finally came to his senses and said with trembling lips: "Leader, I don't know."

Ok?

You've already come to this point, and you still want to give him a thumbs-down?

Guan Daosi's expression remained unchanged, and he was about to get up and get angry.

Seeing this, Ma Guan quickly explained: "Leader, I really don't know where the food stamps come from."

"I picked up those food stamps from the public toilet when I got up a few nights ago. I don't know who they belong to."

Picked it up in the toilet?

What a stupid fool!

Guan Daosi's face darkened, he didn't believe such an outrageous statement at all, and immediately slapped him hard on the table with "Bang!"

He yelled angrily: "Ma Guan!! I advise you to take care of yourself. Now that you're here, you still dare to tell me lies."

"You can pick up food stamps when you go to the toilet. Why can't I pick them up after I've been squatting in the pit for so many years? You look at me, you look so fooled, don't you?"

Guan Daosi concluded that this kid was telling lies. Can you believe such an outrageous statement?

I really can’t shed tears until I see the coffin!

In anger, Guan Daosi was about to loosen his muscles and bones, so he turned around and winked at the three police officers standing behind him.

The three police officers looked solemn, nodded to indicate their understanding, and immediately walked towards Ma Guan.

At this time, various rules, regulations and legal provisions are not yet complete, and special methods are allowed to a certain extent for stubborn die-hards.

When Ma Guan saw that the police at the scene did not believe him and walked towards him, he knew he was going to suffer, so he immediately panicked.

He quickly explained: "No, boss, I really didn't lie. I really picked it up in a public toilet."

"That night, I came out of the toilet after relieving myself. As soon as I walked out of the door, I kicked a bag of things under my feet."

"Out of curiosity, I picked it up and looked at it. Unexpectedly, it contained a large package of food stamps."

"I don't know who dropped the thing, and there was no one around. I was so excited that I dropped the thing in a moment of confusion. I'm not lying to you."

Seeing the police officers getting closer and closer, Ma Guan panicked and wanted to get up and hide in a panic.

But the interrogation chair was special. His hands and feet were firmly locked in position and unable to move. No matter how panicked he was, it was in vain.

Just when the three police officers were holding down Ma Guan and preparing to harness his horse and kill the chicken, Li Weiguo, who had been sitting nearby and observing, suddenly shouted.

"Brothers, wait a minute."

Li Weiguo called the three police officers to stop, then approached Guan Daosi and said, "Guan Suo, I don't think his expression looks like he is lying. Is there something hidden?"

Li Weiguo had watched Ma Guan's performance from beginning to end, and he never stopped observing him with his mind.

Li Weiguo was very sure that Ma Guan was not lying. A person's micro-expressions, demeanor, and subconscious reactions could never be acted out. Maybe there was something hidden in them.

"Weiguo, what do you mean?" Guan Daosi asked.

Li Weiguo leaned close to Guan Daosi's ear and whispered: "Guan Suo, this guy's expression and subconscious reaction are not abnormal. Maybe it's what he said. Why don't you listen to him first?"

After hearing what he said, Guan Daosi didn't object, so he nodded: "Yeah, that's okay."

He has been working as a police officer for so many years, and his ability to observe people's emotions is naturally not bad. Ma Guan did not look like he was lying, but his statement was really outrageous.

So he was not sure whether he wanted the police to come forward and test him, but he didn't really want to mess with him.

This kid is just a gangster who makes a living on the streets of Jiaodaokou. His life trajectory is clear at a glance. If he is capable, he will not find a serious job until now.

The same goes for the house search today. Except for the tin can of stolen money as physical evidence, the family has no financial assets at all.

After working for so many years, my family has saved a few silver coins, and I am also a master who eats one meal without caring about the next. Maybe he is really a chess piece who is happy to be sold.

Thinking of this, Guan Daosi waved his hand, told the three police officers to return to their positions, and said again: "Ma Guan, do you know what the crime of selling fake food stamps is?"

"Today, all the pigeon markets on the streets of Jiaodaokou identified you at the same time. Thousands of kilograms of fake food stamps were leaked from your hands. Do you know the consequences?"

"Disrupting the country's economic order is a trivial matter!"

After saying that, Guan Daosi smiled coldly and was not worried that he would not tell her. Anyway, he would not be able to pass this test unless he explained clearly.

"Fake food stamps?"

"How could it be fake food stamps? They are exactly the same as the food stamps we usually use?"

After hearing Guan Daosi's words, Ma Guan was immediately confused, his eyes widened, and his voice rose involuntarily.

Totally in disbelief.

After working exhaustingly and fearfully for several days, you were caught before you even had time to spend the money, and in the end you said the tickets were fake?

In an instant, Ma Guan felt dizzy, his head was buzzing, and he could no longer hear what Guan Daosi was saying.

Seeing his performance, Guan Daosi, Li Weiguo and others looked at each other and felt something was not good. The case seemed to be more tortuous now.

This guy is still a cannon fodder emotionally. From the beginning to the end, he is stupidly selling goods everywhere without even knowing that what he is selling is fake tickets.

So who is behind the scenes? Where did these tickets come from?

Guan Daosi raised his brows, temporarily suppressed his doubts, and then said to him: "Although the patterns and fonts of these tickets are extremely realistic, the ink tones are slightly different."

"And because it is hand-cut, the size specifications are slightly different from the real tickets printed in batches by machines. After multiple appraisals, it is undoubtedly fake."

"Ma Guan, do you want to be targeted for these fake bills? Why don't you tell the truth?"

Guan Daosi's low drink brought Ma Guan back to reality from his daze.

After coming back to his senses, Ma Guan trembled and couldn't help but asked: "How could this be? How could it be fake?"

"How could it be fake food stamps? Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo saying.

After picking up a large bundle of food stamps, I thought I was going to be prosperous and reach the peak of my life, but I didn't expect to be caught in the blink of an eye.

Even if he was caught, the things he was selling were still fake.

How can you accept that you will face jail time or even worse consequences for a bundle of fake food stamps?

In an instant, Ma Guan collapsed.

The result of the subsequent interrogation was as expected. After more than an hour of repeated confirmation and interrogation, what Ma Guan said was finally confirmed.

He really had no idea that the food stamps were fake, let alone who threw the fake food stamps at the door of the public toilet. He just saw the thing and took it back secretly out of greed.

After careful observation for a few days and confirming that no one reported the crime and that there was no owner, the boy got his idea and sneaked around several small pigeon markets in Jiaodaokou with fake food stamps and took action everywhere.

The total denomination of the counterfeit bills that Ma Guan picked up was 3,000 kilograms. He took out 2,500 kilograms for takeout. He still kept 500 kilograms in his hand. When he was caught, he didn't even know that the bills were counterfeit.

In fact, these counterfeit bills were so realistic that this guy was not a professional accountant, so he didn’t recognize them at all.

Of the two thousand five hundred pounds of food stamps sold, five hundred pounds were paid for by gangsters from Pigeon Market.

The remaining nearly two thousand kilograms were scattered around and sold to residents in the seven neighborhood committees below Jiaodaokou.

Since most of the people here in Jiaodaokou are employees of the steel rolling mill and its affiliated units, there are at least hundreds of people who bought his food stamps.

So by accident, more than a thousand kilograms of fake food stamps flowed into the welfare department of the steel rolling mill through the employees below.

The remaining nearly 1,000 kilograms of fake food stamps that have not been discovered are probably still in the hands of the residents below.

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