Being in a brand new cell, Li Xing felt a sense of accomplishment. Here, in the days to come, he would be rewarded with a steady stream of points.
There are eight newly built cells in total. In addition to the detention room, there are still seven cells left. When full, they can accommodate about forty or fifty people.
But the only prisoner currently in custody is Hong Da.
This is a huge waste of resources.
He couldn't wait to go around the streets and fill up the newly built cells.
"Sir, what are you going to do?"
Ma Qianli saw Li Xing walking in a hurry and couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, I'll go for a walk on the street." Li Xing replied casually.
Ma Qianli and Feng Tianlei were excited at the same time. They understood very well what Li Xing meant by "turning around".
"Sir, the prison has just been repaired. Shouldn't we get some water and wine to celebrate?" Ma Qianli asked.
"Alas..." Li Xing waved his hand: "The most important function of a prison is to imprison people. When it is full of people, it is the best celebration. Everything else is just a cloud and not worth mentioning."
Ma Qianli was stunned. He calmed down and thought about it carefully, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt that Li Xing's words were not human words.
While he was immersed in thinking, Li Xing had already changed into civilian clothes and took Feng Tianlei and another detective to the street, leaving Zhao Lei to guard the prisoners in the cell.
At present, the county government office is relatively short of personnel, so Zhao Lei has no choice but to serve as the prison chief.
As for Ma Qianli, there are still many things to deal with in the county government, and they all fall on him.
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On the long street, Li Xing was dressed in casual clothes, while Feng Tianlei and another detective were wearing uniforms and carrying knives.
It is a nice day today, the sun is warm, the air is dry, the wind blows across the sky, and there is not a trace of cloud.
There are many pedestrians on the street, people carrying burdens, people pushing carts, people leading horses, people setting up stalls...
Li Xinggang appeared on the street, and with a roar, half of the people on the street disappeared.
Li Xing was stunned and subconsciously touched his nose: "What's going on?"
Feng Tianlei hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't you usually go shopping a lot?"
"Ha, I've been supervising work at the county government recently. I usually go shopping because I have official duties."
Feng Tianlei grinned and didn't know how to start. He thought about it for a long time and had to say: "The common people are spreading rumors among themselves. They are also confused. They also like to talk nonsense and call the Lord the beheaded county magistrate. They also say that the Lord received the teaching from the gods in his dream."
, the more people you kill, the greater your magical powers will be.”
"Well……"
Li Xing was stunned for a moment. He had to say that sometimes these rumors were not far from the truth, and the rumors among the villagers were not completely unreasonable.
The last time Li Xing supervised the beheading, he chopped off with a big sword, and the head rolled like a melon falling, which chilled the heart of a county town.
Not only Baihu County, but also nearby counties have spread the word, giving Li Xing the nickname "Beheading County Magistrate", saying that if he buries his left foot first after waking up, he will be safe today, and if he buries his right foot first,
Feet, I'm going to kill someone today.
After listening to Feng Tianlei's description, Li Xing was also filled with helplessness.
These are all misunderstandings about ourselves.
He led two policemen around the streets, and wherever he went, he found that the crowds seemed to have been injected with blood.
Some people quickly picked up the chicken bones that had just been spat on the ground, some people stood up straight immediately, some people had a mouthful of phlegm in their mouths and wanted to spit it out, and swallowed it with a gulp.
Let alone an outlaw who commits crimes, Li Xing couldn't even find anyone who spits everywhere and doesn't care about hygiene.
After all, the name of the beheaded county magistrate was high, and thinking about the dozens of lives he had taken, everyone could not help but tremble in their hearts even if they had not committed any crime.
Li Xing walked around for a long time, but still found nothing, and he felt a little melancholy. Later, he and Feng Tianlei separated.
Feng Tianlei took people to patrol the streets. Li Xing was walking on the street by himself. After a while, he felt a little thirsty and came to a tea stall on the roadside.
With a crash, half of the tea stall's customers were gone.
"Master Li, why don't you change the place and go to the opposite side? The opposite side has just opened and the business is booming." The tea stall owner came over with a crying face: "I can't afford this small business."
"Do you recognize me?" Li Xing said.
"In the entire Baihu County, everyone knows the name of Magistrate Li."
Li Xing stood up helplessly. He suddenly realized that he was now an unwelcome object.
What I did wrong was nothing more than catching some bad guys and beheading them.
"It's Mr. Li, come in and sit down, I'll make you a pot of good tea."
Unknowingly, Li Xingxing walked to a drug store. There were three big characters written on the drug store: Huichun Hall.
A woman poked her head out from inside, it was the Zhang Liushi whom I had seen on the execution ground.
Li Xing had nowhere to go, so he simply walked in and saw that the medicinal shop was not big, but it was very clean.
Mrs. Zhang Liu personally brought the tea. The tea leaves rose and fell in the white porcelain bowl, exuding an alluring fragrance.
The tea should be good tea, but Li Xing didn't know this, so he didn't care much.
While staring at the door, he asked casually: "How is business lately?"
"I have to thank you, sir. Baihu County is a small county, so the business is naturally not as good as in Liangcheng. However, there are no government cards here, and there are no gangsters to cause trouble, so the income is much better. I feel that in recent days, people who come here to buy medicines are much better."
There are more and more customers.”
After Li Xing's continuous heavy punches, the fish that escaped the net took the opportunity to move. Therefore, the security situation in Baihu County was greatly improved.
Once the peace and stability here is improved, people will be attracted here.
In fact, Baihu County has a good geographical location. Although the land is barren, because it is located on the border, there are not many merchants coming and going.
It's just because some scoundrels, murderers, and desperadoes were here before, so no one dared to pass by here.
With more businessmen, there will be more taxes. Ma Qianli has been busy with these things recently.
However, Li Xing was focused on arresting people and was a bit of an afterthought to these things.
He drank a cup of tea to moisten his lungs and still looked outside the door. Seeing Li Xing's absence, Zhang Liu asked casually: "Your Excellency, are you waiting for someone?"
"Yeah, that's right?" Li Xing said casually: "Is there anyone on the street who looks like a murderer?"
"Well……"
Zhang Liushi was stunned. She originally wanted to chat with Li Xing for a few more words and get close to each other. After all, it was easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree.
However, Li Xing repeatedly made shocking remarks, leaving her at a loss as to how to prescribe the right medicine.
When seeing a doctor, you should pay attention to seeing, hearing, asking and asking. In fact, the same goes for business. You need to know what kind of person the other person is before you can have further contact. If the other person likes money, then give money. If the other person likes antiques, then give a few famous calligraphy and paintings. If the other person likes women...
But the Magistrate Li in front of him was obviously different from ordinary people.
Could it be that he really likes beheading as the rumors say?
At this moment, on the long street, a carriage came running quickly from north to south.
The driver was a big man with a beard. He waved his whip and kept shouting: "Spread out, spread out, good dogs don't block the way, hurry up and get out of the way!"
Li Xing's eyes suddenly lit up. No matter how small a fly is, it is still meat. Violating traffic rules is still a crime.