Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

Sitting on the motorcycle at the back, Ye Chuan was surprised by the smoke and dust billowing from the motorcycle in front. "Oh my God, are these motorcycles powered by coal?"

These words made the police officer on the bicycle laugh.

They were familiar with each other. The policeman was one of the residents living in a courtyard near the quadrangle, and they often nodded to each other.

He said, "Ye Chuan, don't let Director Liang hear this. He regards these two motorcycles as treasures."

Ye Chuan smiled and replied: "I am not praising this motorcycle. If I were to compliment it, I would say it's not even as good as the one that burns firewood." This made both of them laugh. They both knew it was a joke. The motorcycle of the police station was already a good resource.

As a well-informed person, Ye Chuan's words were a disdain for the simple environment, not a malicious disparagement. But at the same time, he was also aware of his own situation. He still walked to and from work, and he was not qualified to laugh at other people's means of transportation.

Regarding the question of direct guidance, Director Liang calmly led the group to a large compound not far from the cooperative.

When they entered the yard, an old man named Liu, who was about 60 years old, gave them a surprised look: "Director Liang, what are you doing?"

Director Liang replied politely: "Uncle Liu, we are investigating a case. Is there something wrong with the people from the Lan family who live here?" He explained to the crowd and led them into the depths of the compound.

In the backyard of Lan Tao's house, there is no standard courtyard house, but just a large yard where a lot of miscellaneous items are gathered.

The yard was filled with debris, and the passage was only wide enough for one or two people to pass sideways.

On the contrary, the entrance of the Lan family looked relatively tidy, with pieces of honeycomb coal placed there in an orderly manner.

The door was unlocked, and it was obvious that someone was inside. Director Liang walked over and knocked politely. "Excuse me, who's home?" The voice approached with a hint of anxiety. When she opened the door, she saw several police officers standing outside and was stunned.

The person who opened the door was a woman of about 25 years old, with a beautiful face, a pair of almond-shaped eyes with a hint of charm, and wearing a colorful cotton-padded jacket. "Who are you looking for?" the woman asked. "Is Lan Tao here?" Director Liang asked. "Yes, but he went to work this morning." The woman replied. "Oh, we are not here to look for him, we need to search." Director Liang handed over the search warrant and said seriously. "How can this be? Why do you want to search our home?" The woman immediately objected, her hands pressed tightly against her waist, stubbornly blocking anyone from entering.

Because of her resistance, her underwear was vaguely visible. The woman blushed and quickly pulled up her flowered cotton jacket. "Madam, please understand that this is official business. This is the search warrant we obtained because we suspect Lan Tao is related to a case." Director Liang emphasized.

The woman's eyes flickered, but she questioned, "Who can guarantee that you are the police? You can't just search my house with any piece of paper, right?"

At this point, Director Liang no longer had much patience. He pointed at the woman and said coldly, "If you don't get out of the way, we will arrest you for obstructing law enforcement!"

The woman was frightened by Director Liang's attitude and stepped back slightly.

The team squeezed into the house through the gap. The house was not big. Outside was the kitchen and the bedroom of about ten square meters was filled with clothing boxes and children's toys were scattered on the floor.

With so many people pouring in, the room space became extremely compact, and even turning around became a luxury.

Director Liang arranged: "Two people will guard the door, and the others will go into the house to look for clues."

The kitchen space is less than two square meters, barely enough for movement. Apart from the stove and kitchen utensils, there are no other furniture or supplies.

The two policemen left the kitchen and checked carefully outside the door.

Director Liang and Ye Chuan remained silent while the other two policemen looked through the boxes stacked in the corner. Seeing this, the woman's confusion became more obvious. "Director, there are matches here!" one of them shouted.

As they approached, they saw a police officer dragging out a box filled with thick matchboxes. "There's also sugar!" another person announced loudly, a large bag filled with more than ten kilograms of sugar. "Keep searching!" Chief Liang ordered.

Faced with these boxes of supplies, the woman asked in panic: "What are these...what are they used for?"

Director Liang looked at her and asked with a cold snort, "Who would keep more than ten kilograms of sugar and hundreds of boxes of matches lying around at home?"

The women were speechless.

The city's supply of sugar is limited, but this is enough to meet their and Lan Tao's living needs for more than ten years.

Even she herself found it hard to believe that they had stockpiled the money themselves.

The two police officers searched the house thoroughly and found a box full of matches, 60 kilograms of sugar and 50 kilograms of salt. "Did you take all these from your house?" Director Liang asked with a sarcastic smile.

The woman was speechless for a moment and just stood there silently. "Take them away for investigation!" Director Liang said loudly.

The woman was unconvinced and asked, "Hey, why are you arresting me? These things have nothing to do with me. I really don't know!"

"Haha, it has nothing to do with you? You are Lan Tao's wife. He has so many things, how could you not know about it? Take her away first and continue the interrogation at the police station!" said the police officer coldly.

Immediately, a policeman handcuffed the woman's arms without giving her a chance to change clothes. "I need to change clothes! I haven't put on any clothes yet! I have to go to work this afternoon. It's illegal for you to arrest me like this!" the woman said.

Director Liang looked at her and ordered, "Let her change her clothes! Don't worry, we are taking her back to assist in the investigation. If it really has nothing to do with you, we will let you go home in the evening, but today's work will probably be delayed." He walked out first, asked others to block the exit, and waited for the woman to change her clothes.

After more than ten minutes, the woman came out shyly, and Ye Chuan almost laughed at the scene - this woman really had a big mentality, she walked out with her waist twisted, and even had a light makeup on her face.

Chief Liang said nothing more. He asked someone to put the mask back on and took him back to the police station.

When passing by the gate of the compound, Old Liu was surprised to see the woman in shackles and his eyes widened.

The two policemen quickly stuffed the woman into the motorcycle and rode away.

Director Liang decisively ordered: "Go to the cooperative!"

When the motorcycle arrived at the courtyard of the cooperative, it caused a sensation and attracted a large number of onlookers.

The customers' shopping plans were disrupted and they gathered around, curious about what had happened.

Fatty Han also walked over to Ye Chuan to see what was going on.

At this time, Lan Tao had just come out of the warehouse. He paused for a moment when he saw the scene in the yard, but soon regained his smile, walked up to Ye Chuan and said, "Director Ye, our warehouse water leakage report has been submitted, and Director Han needs your signature to confirm.

Please come and have a look when it is convenient for you. If there is another snowfall, the damage may be even more serious."

Ye Chuan remained silent in response to his words, only focusing on staring into his eyes, not missing any details.

Lan Tao felt the scrutiny and laughed uncomfortably: "Director Ye, what are you looking at?" He seemed a little uneasy.

Ye Chuan smiled and said: "Lan Tao, how was the harvest tonight? How much did you sell in total?" There was something else in his words, as if he had uncovered a layer.

Hearing this,

"Oh? Is this true? Isn't Lan Tao a fool? He knows that Dazhuang is in the cooperative all day, but he still dares to go there?" Han Lifen asked in surprise.

At this time, Fatty Han took over the topic: "Sister, the cooperative where Lan Tao was arrested is in Fengtai. Lao Ye and I happened to run into him yesterday, so we called the police this morning."

"Really?" Han Lifen still didn't quite believe it. Lan Tao usually had a good temper and was friendly to people, so how could he be involved in something like this?

"Just now, when the police searched his residence, they found some evidence, such as matches, sugar and salt, which are all illegal properties." Ye Chuan confirmed.

After hearing this, Han Lifen was finally convinced by Ye Chuan's words.

Because the news of Lan Tao's arrest caused an uproar in the entire cooperative and business points, Ye Chuan took this opportunity to call Han Pangjie, Han Meili and Zhao Ji to hold a meeting.

The business point and the cooperative each have a separate entrance. Now that the courtyard wall has been demolished and connected into one, a unique layout with two gates and two guard booths has been formed.

Ever since Ye Chuan took office, he has been wanting to surround the place and strengthen security. He plans to combine the two gates into one, but it is quite troublesome to arrange the position of the other guard.

But now it seems that everything is fine.

If Director Liang's arrangement is correct, the guards involved should also be involved in the Lan Tao incident. They will naturally be tried by law, and the two guards can be combined into one. "Director, is it true that the guard Ding was also involved?" Han Lifen asked in disbelief.

Uncle Ding has worked in the cooperative for nearly ten years. He has witnessed the growth of many people. He is usually kind and polite to others and takes the initiative to greet everyone.

Han Meili relied on and respected him, and now she couldn't accept the news. "Don't be misled by appearances, a seemingly honest person may be a fraud in his heart.

It is easy to be misled if you only look at the surface of a person, but it is difficult to deeply understand his true heart." Ye Chuan said.

Hearing this, Han Lifen nodded, feeling a little depressed.

Fatty Han had been working at the business point, and he only had a vague acquaintance with Uncle Ding from the cooperative, and he didn't have much emotional investment in him. "Brother Ye, do you want to control Uncle Ding now?" Zhao Ji asked.

Ye Chuan shook his head and said, “No need.

We are still not sure if he is an accomplice. What if he is wrongly accused? We are just suspicious now."

Han Lifen looked at him expectantly.

At this time, the phone on the desk rang, and it was answered by Director Liang of the police station. "Director Ye, Lan Tao has confessed that he committed crimes over the past year and said that guard Ding Kun was his accomplice.

I want you to send someone to keep an eye on him and don't let him escape.

We will take immediate action and go to the cooperative to arrest him."

"Got it!" Ye Chuan hung up the phone and ordered Fatty Han, "Fatty, go down first and focus on monitoring Uncle Ding. You will assist in the arrest operation later."