Siheyuan: Pioneer in anti-corruption, fighting against evil!

Anti-corruption elites, denounce injustice!

"Hey, kid, you're so clever again, you got the upper hand again?"

Although Zhang Erpao looks casual and unrestrained, he always gets lucky and has been in good luck recently.

Several treasures fell into his hands one after another.

Things like steel bars, iron bars, discarded cement cylinders, and many ancient rare books were all treasures he picked up.

How strange! Could it be that those with ugly looks are more favored by fate?

Li Aiguo stepped into the room and saw two other visitors.

They were all dressed in blue and black work clothes.

One of them was short and stocky, no more than 1.5 meters tall, while the other was tall and slender, nearly 1.7 meters tall.

It feels like a recycling vendor.

When the visitors saw Li Aiguo come in, their eyes flickered and their expressions were a little uneasy, which was different from the usual enthusiastic greetings when facing new customers.

His fingers trembled slightly as he buttoned the hem of his clothes; beads of sweat oozed out of the back of his neck and forehead - usually such details would be easily overlooked by people.

Li Aiguo now has an outstanding forensic identification skill, with a score of 61, which is equivalent to the experience level of a veteran police officer who has been in office for decades.

He quickly became highly alert during the identification, and in the time difference between delivering the cigarette, he carefully examined the fingers of the two people.

A closer look revealed that the two men's hands were unusually rough, their nails were severely worn, and the mud between their fingerprints showed the rough labor they were exposed to on a daily basis.

There was a strange metal lump in the middle of the machine, its surface covered with dark lacquer oil. Dozens of gears dotted its surface. In the gaps between the exposed shells, you could see a motor made of tightly wound brass wires, the wires were almost thicker than ordinary pencil cores.

In this day and age when materials are expensive, scrap steel or nonferrous metals can bring considerable value.

This huge thing alone weighs 300 to 400 kilograms. Once it is sent to the recycling station, there will be at least 60% profit. No wonder Zhang Erpao was so happy.

However, Zhang Erpao also became cautious at this time, and restrained his smile in front of the two young men.

He raised his mouth and criticized professionally, "Not only does this item look old, but the surface is already rusted. I'm afraid it's too damaged to be used anymore. At most, it can be sold for the price of scrap metal."

"Of course. The price of scrap iron is fine. Please give your quotation quickly. We brothers are in a hurry to go to work." The short man urged while smoking a cigarette.

However, after Zhang Erpao and Wang Dagui negotiated privately for a while, he raised two fingers. "Two hundred dollars is a good price. As you know, we need to clean the oil stains on it, otherwise the people at the recycling station will not buy it."

The short and strong man wanted to ** the money but was interrupted by the tall and thin man.

"Two hundred is two hundred, can you hurry up?" The tall and thin man pulled him and said softly.

This scene made Zhang Erpao almost jump up with excitement.

I have just checked and there is definitely no problem with the machine. If we take away an electric motor and send it to the second-hand market, we can sell it for at least twenty dollars.

It really makes me wonder whether these two people are so stupid!

Big profit! Just wait for the fortune!

Zhang Erpao took out two yuan from the sack and handed it over.

"Wait a minute!"

But he was stopped by Li Aiguo.

Zhang Erpao was stunned: "Brother Aiguo, this is a good deal.

"It is indeed a rare opportunity. Maybe we can even get a chance to go in!"

Li Aiguo laughed sarcastically, bent down and grabbed a dirty old rag, wiped the dirt off the machine case, and pulled out a stainless steel plate inside.

The sign was engraved with Russian letters. Zhang Erpao looked at it closely for a long time, but he couldn't understand what it said at first glance.

Pan Ran was shocked: "Brother Aiguo, what the hell is this?

“This equipment is called \”Ural Milling Centre with 3-Axes, Modelling and Spindle - No.6P13\“!” Li Aiguo read the words on the sign and explained.

Zhang Erpao scratched his head with his fingernails full of dirt. "This is damaged machinery, why can't we buy it? In order to run a good recycling station, I went to the illegal station outside the city and saw that they collected a lot of scrap machinery."

“You can accept it, but you have to find out its origin first!

Li Aiguo walked towards the tall and thin man and asked, "Comrade, which factory do you work for?"

"You don't have to care who owns the factory when you collect scrap. Are you kidding me?" The tall and thin man's expression suddenly froze and his face turned ugly.

The little man also felt that the situation was not good, and said with his hands spread out: "Since you don't want to accept it, we will take the equipment away ourselves.

"If you don't give us a clear answer, we will stay here with this broken thing!"

Li Aiguo's eyes were stern, "That's it!"

She chuckled and replied to the short man: "I'll take care of this myself, you don't have to worry about it."

He turned to Zhang Erpao and said, "Erpao, go to the police station and inform Officer Wang, and get the street chief, Director Wang, as well! Go quickly, and you can go ride my old bike."

"Yes!"

Zhang Erpao was unaware and confused at first, but when he heard that he was going to call the police, he realized the seriousness of the problem. Although he had long admired riding Li Aiguo's bicycle, the other party was unwilling to share it because he thought he looked dirty.

Now, I finally have a chance to try it.

When they learned that they were going to report to the police station, the two men immediately panicked, looked at each other, and seemed to forget about the scrap metal in their hands, preparing to rush out.

At this time, Wang Da Kui, who had been watching silently for a long time, began to take action, showing his unyielding will, which seemed to foreshadow that a ** war was about to unfold...

Holding a long wooden stick, he stepped forward and blocked the two people's way: "What do you two want to do?"

The short man narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice: "Brother, we just want to find a job to make a living, there is no need to do this!"

Lao Wang grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and looked at the short man with a playful look: "Brother, do you know me?"

The short man frowned and asked unhappily, "Who are you?"

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Lao Wang chuckled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said calmly after taking a puff: "My name is Lao Wang. I am in charge of the collective waste recycling station of the street office. It is managed by the street office and I have an official identity!"

It feels so good to say that Lao Kui also has a bright official identity!

After hearing this, the short man's expression changed slightly, and then he sneered and said coldly: "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

After saying that, he kicked towards Lao Wang.

Lao Wang turned his body slightly to the side, easily avoiding the other person, then grabbed the other person's arm, pulled it hard, and then threw the other person to the ground.

Lao Wang took advantage of the situation and pressed forward, pressing his knee hard into the short man's abdomen.

The short man let out a shrill cry, his body suddenly bent into a bow shape, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he was in so much pain that he was almost dying and could no longer resist.

He raised his head and looked at the tall, thin one.

At some point, the tall and thin man had fallen to the ground, his head stepped on by the soles of his work shoes, unable to move.

Lao Wang gave a thumbs up: "Brother Aiguo, you are still as awesome as ever"

He only said half of his words, and then he asked with a puzzled look on his face: "But why did they run away? Why did we beat them?"

Li Aiguo: "..."

This person doesn't understand anything, but he takes action, so he is considered a talented person.

Zhang Erpao was driving a two-wheeled bicycle, and his speed increased by 80%, almost reaching the maximum speed.

In just a moment, police officer Wang Zhenshan and the director of the street office were invited in.

Wang Zhenshan entered the house with two police officers. When he saw that the two men were tied up tightly, his eyes widened instantly.

“Patriotism, what on earth is going on?”

Li Aiguo took out a cigarette and handed it to Wang Zhenshan.

"I suspect that these two guys deliberately damaged the machines in the factory, and then used some of the parts from the machines to sell as junk for personal gain."

Deliberately damaging equipment is a serious crime that disrupts production. The short man and the tall and thin man were frightened and broke out in cold sweats, crying out for injustice one after another.

"No, you're talking nonsense."

"Comrade police officer, this part is indeed broken."

As an experienced police officer, Wang Zhenshan was not easily fooled. After walking around the huge iron machine, he basically figured out what was going on.

"The parts were broken and should have been handed back to the Materials Department for processing. How did they end up in your hands?"

The short guy rolled his eyes and said cunningly, "This thing really has no recycling value, so the workers in the disassembly team and I gave a small red envelope with two packs of cigarettes and exchanged the parts. I originally wanted to exchange it for some money for food, but I didn't expect it to cause your misunderstanding."

The tall, slender man took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Comrade police officer, we know we did something wrong and shouldn't have taken advantage of others. We immediately sent the scrapped parts to the recycling station."

This explanation sounds reasonable and logical. If there is no deliberate destruction of parts, it is not illegal.

And yet.

This matter is the responsibility of the factory security department, and the police station has little to do with it.

The factory security department usually does not cause trouble to its own employees easily.

Because once the news leaks out, it is likely to cause social controversy, and the Chinese people have always attached great importance to the concept of "don't air your dirty laundry in public". Therefore, the most serious punishment is just a fine.

Both members of the scrap metal group felt relieved. After blaming Li Aiguo for meddling in their affairs, they also felt relieved that a disaster had been avoided by chance.

Wang Zhenshan felt a little torn. After all, logically speaking, this matter should be handled by the factory's security management department.

He looked at Li Aiguo and asked with an inquiring look: "Comrade Aiguo, what do you think of their statement?"

"It is a good idea to avoid the sharp intention and go for the strengths,"

Li Aiguo laughed and pointed to the instructions on the nameplate on the part and explained: "Captain Wang, according to the information shown on this nameplate, this broken part was removed from the equipment removed from the milling machine." After hearing his words, Wang Zhenshan's expression became extremely solemn.