Li Xiaoning said angrily: "You just fell out of love."
When the car arrived in the southern suburbs, Song Xiaoling said with an "ah" sound: "Secretary Li, I heard that the flea market in the southern suburbs is a bit messy. How about we just go there and have a look?"
Li Xiaoning had no specific purpose. When he heard this proposal, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you once."
As soon as the car arrived at the southern suburbs clothing wholesale market, they saw a commotion nearby. Li Xiaoning parked the car aside and said, "Let's go in and see what's going on."
Nanjiao Wholesale Market is the only large-scale clothing wholesale market in Linhai City. It covers a large area and is home to self-employed individuals and businesses from all over the world. It radiates to several surrounding areas and has a daily passenger flow of tens of thousands.
Li Xiaoning and Song Xiaoling came to the front and saw a group of people making a noise. Someone had smashed a stall to pieces. The counter, shelves, and goods were all piled up on the floor. The owner of the stall sounded like a foreigner with an accent.
, yelling angrily: "Isn't this the world of ***? You still have to pay protection fees. Isn't this obviously bullying us outsiders?"
A local businessman advised him: "Forget it, just be patient when you have to, and give in when you have to. Don't we locals still pay them protection fees? We are all doing business, so why don't you just be patient?"
, let them go through such trouble, what business are you still doing?"
The out-of-town stall owner said angrily: "I'm going to sue them."
The local businessman said: "You are suing? Who are you suing? They have dark hearts. I am afraid that if you don't sue them, you will become a cripple yourself."
Li Xiaoning sighed slightly in his heart. Although society has developed better and better now, dark sides like this are still full of the whole society. He once had a passion and wanted to completely eliminate these dark sides, but as he grows older and experiences
rich, he is no longer so impulsive. Shadows appear with the sun
Yes, it has been like this from ancient times to the present, but the forms of existence are different in different eras. Where there is sunshine, there will be shadows. The brighter the sun, the more old and dirty things are more conspicuous. "Common sense of dialectical materialism
"", mentioned "phenomenon and essence", everything has contradictory sides and must be viewed dialectically.
Why do prisoners commit crimes? Because they have no money (rich people commit tax evasion), they are poor, and they will starve to death if they don't commit crimes. They have no choice but to betray their conscience, take desperate risks, and try to survive.
Having this awareness does not mean that Li Xiaoning will let the darkness go. He still does his best to create sunshine, because light can always resist darkness, and sunshine can always illuminate shadows.
Song Xiaoling obviously disliked dark things even more than Li Xiaoning. She had already rushed forward one step ahead of Li Xiaoning and asked, "What's going on?"
The foreign stall owner said angrily: "What's going on? They charged me protection money, but I didn't pay it. Look, it's like this now. They smashed and smashed my things. What should I do?"
Doing business?”
Song Xiaoling asked: "Do you know which unit they are from?"
The stall owner from other places spread his hands and said: "How can they have an employer? They are all gangsters and gangsters in society."
What else did Song Xiaoling want to ask? When she saw that the people around her were scattering, the stall owner from out of town was so angry that he couldn't ask anything.
Song Xiaoling grabbed a local stall owner and asked: "Which police station is in charge of this area?"
The stall owner said: "It is under the jurisdiction of Nanjiao Police Station."
Song Xiaoling said: "Why don't they care?"
The stall owner spread his hands and said: "If you ask me, who should I ask? Do you know who the director of the Nanjiao Police Station is? It's Duan Qingyun, the younger brother of Duan Qingcheng, director of the Municipal Construction Committee. He only knows how to drink and pick up women all day long. How can he have any worries?
Promote law and order."
Song Xiaoling said angrily: "Why is he such a person? The higher authorities don't care about him."
Li Xiaoning stepped forward and said: "The high-level police may not be in charge. But he is just one person, and there are so many police station chiefs below him, plus there are people protecting him. It is normal for one or two to be out of control?"
"I'll tell the Bureau about this when I get back and ask him to take good care of it." Song Xiaoling said angrily.
Li Xiaoning suddenly had an idea and said: "The killer was shot and seriously injured. He definitely needs to find a place for treatment. However, the city's police searched hard and couldn't find him. I was still puzzled at first, but now that I see this situation, I guess
He is hiding in the southern suburbs. It’s not that he is invisible, but the police in the southern suburbs have no intention of looking for him.”
"Then let's quickly go to the police station to find Duan Qingyun and ask him to organize manpower to search again." Song Xiaoling said urgently.
Li Xiaoning shook his head and said: "It's useless. Duan Qingyun even obeyed Director Gao's orders, so how could he listen to the two of us?"
"Then what should we do?" Song Xiaoling paused and said, "Go back and report to the superiors? Let the high-level bureau send more people over?"
"It's not good either." Li Xiaoning rejected Song Xiaoling's proposal again. "Mobilizing manpower across regions is time-consuming and laborious, and the killer will hear about it in advance. Maybe by the time reinforcements arrive, the killer will have disappeared."
"This won't work, that won't work either, what do you think we should do?" Song Xiaoling puffed her cheeks and said.
Li Xiaoning smiled slightly and said, "Let's ask the locals."
"Ask the locals?" Song Xiaoling frowned and asked strangely, "Who should I ask?"
Li Xiaoning smiled and said: "Haven't you ever watched the Hong Kong police movie?"
"What does this have to do with whether I watch Hong Kong police movies or not?" Song Xiaoling was even more surprised.
Li Xiaoning said: "In Hong Kong police and gangster movies, who do you usually go to if you want to know the situation?"
"Who?" Song Xiaoling frowned and thought, "Line...informant?"
"Yes, that's the informant." Li Xiaoning nodded in approval.
"But we don't have an informant." Song Xiaoling pouted and said, "Team Luo may have an informant, but I don't."
Li Xiaoning smiled slightly and said: "As long as you have the identity of a police officer, you can find informants at any time?"
"How to find it?" Song Xiaoling still didn't understand what medicine Li Xiaoning was selling in the gourd.
"Let me ask you, who are the informants generally?" Li Xiaoning said in a persuasive manner.
"You're just a bastard!" Song Xiaoling said angrily.
"Informants are not ordinary gangsters." Li Xiaoning shook his head and said, "Only a gangster who knows the information very clearly is qualified to be an informant."
"What do you call a gangster like this?" Song Xiaoling asked.
"Still a gangster." Li Xiaoning said, spreading his hands.
Song Xiaoling rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "Are you sure there must be a gangster here who meets the conditions of an informant?"
"There must be." Li Xiaoning said firmly, "The more chaotic the environment, the more circulated the information, the more gangsters who fit the characteristics of the informant."