After receiving the phone report below, Xiao Zixin immediately understood that the huge emergency incident in Xuanpu County was very serious, but when he arrived at the place, especially after arriving at the first scene, he was still a little surprised!
Indeed, as reported to the city leaders on the phone, according to the data available, seven people have been confirmed dead.
Three others were seriously injured and were being treated in the hospital...
When the Director of Public Security, Ruan Shuiqing, reported to Xiao Zixin in person, he said that the major criminal suspects had been quickly identified...
"What is this man's name? Do you know why he killed so many people at once?" Xiao Zixin asked.
"This man's name is Shi Yuan. He is nicknamed 'Brother Shi'. He is very strong. The cause of the murder is still under investigation. I am afraid it is related to previous disputes with some people, or it may be related to his killing of pigs."
"Kill a pig?" Xiao Zixin raised his eyebrows.
"Well, this man is a farmer. Over the years, he has made money by killing pigs and running them to the township market. He has inevitably had various conflicts with some people... Secretary-General Xiao, do you think we can go down and take a look at the scene?
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"Let's go, get off now, and report back to you if there is something going on in the car!"
When Xiao Zixin arrived at the Xuanpu County Public Security Bureau, he didn't even bother to drink. He went to the countryside with other leaders who had arrived before him. The countryside was the first scene of this huge emergency.
Handling crisis events has now become an essential ability for important leaders!
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Just as Ruan Shuiqing told Xiao Zixin during the report, the man who killed seven or eight people in a row and seriously injured three of them in one go had his real identity - the name on his ID card was Shi Yuan, nicknamed: Brother Shi Er.
The village where this person lives has a market town called Daying Township.
On the day of the murder, Brother Shi woke up when the rooster crowed early in the morning. The habit he had developed over the past eighteen years was punctual, even more accurate than a clock. He put on his clothes with eyes closed, and the next step must be to light up a cigarette.
Smoking.
While smoking, I went down to the ground to find my shoes, tilted my head, one eyebrow was furrowed by the smoke, and sat there for a moment. It wasn't until the cigarette was almost gone and I threw the butt on the ground that I finally woke up.
It was still dark, but he knew that the day's life had begun.
So I got dressed and went to the floor, getting rid of the temptation of the hot bed.
Few people know what Brother Shi is thinking about during that short period of sitting there. That time may be less than three to five minutes. He is not good at talking on weekdays and will hold back whatever he can.
People may be thinking about the troubles that just happened one day ago, or they may be thinking about where to harvest the next batch of pigs.
Anyway, these are the worries that bother this rural man every day.
Over the years, he has been killing pigs and selling meat, and has become rich through hard work. Brother Shi has lived a good life and is considered a wealthy household in the village. Firewood is readily available in the yard. First, boil a large pot of water.
The howling started.
The pig catchers who came to help pressed their legs, and the ones holding knives took out knives. The pigs were very energetic, and it was not just howling. Facing death, the fat pigs weighing three to four hundred pounds stared and cracked their teeth on the chopping board.
Kicking and rolling, but unable to resist the stone
The second brother, with the help of his helper, held the creature down and hit it hard with the stick on the head. The pig was knocked unconscious. It kicked its legs and struggled desperately. All that was left was a muffled grunting sound. The knife stabbed it impartially.
, right in the neck...
Pressing down on the head, an orange stick was stirred in a large plastic basin for collecting blood under the neck to prevent the blood from coagulating.
Brother Shi did all this without mercy, neatly and accurately, still holding a cigarette in his mouth. When it was done, the water had burned to the point where it was steaming, and there was only some foam left on the bloody neck, and the pig was lifted up
, hair loss and disembowelment, daybreak comes...
It sounds easy, but in fact it is not. You have to take a few steps to do anything. If you don’t have experience or just have strength, this process will take a long time even for Brother Shi, who has been a butcher for more than ten years.
After cleaning up, the wife woke up the child, put the food on the table, and called him back into the house to eat.
Everything was in a hurry. His 14-year-old daughter had to go to school, his 3-year-old son had to find someone to look after him, and he and his wife had to drive their farm truck to sell meat on the streets.
This is his life.
Brother Shi is from Babaogou, his parents are farmers, and his brothers and sisters live not far away. It is very important to explain this in the countryside, because the household registration is directly related to their life destiny, as well as the future whereabouts of their children.
Prospective career.
Brother Shi Er is 37 years old this year. Compared with his peers, his life is not bad, and he is even "quite rich". Although there is a lot of discussion about what happened next, most people have to admit that Shi Er
My brother was indeed an "honest person" before.
Brother Shi has a lot of strength, which allows him to show his talents on many occasions. Unlike those people who are quick-minded and eloquent, he does nothing but kill pigs and sell meat, and he is taciturn.
In a village that mainly focuses on farming, people like Brother Shi who walk around the streets are indeed rare, so they stand out.
Every morning when pigs are killed, the people who come to help are sometimes brothers, sometimes friends, and more often they are paid to hire people. They are all farmers in the village. Nowadays, it is not easy to instruct people without spending money.
Money is all about money, and you can't have fun without money. Unlike many years ago, some people in rural areas only killed pigs during the Spring Festival. It was normal for neighbors to come over to help. "Help eat blood sausage." Don't
He said that money was not a concern at that time, even if he was given money, he would not take it.
Rural people pay attention to courtesy and reciprocity, and only then can they live a flexible life.
But now Brother Shi is doing this job, which is business. He kills pigs and sells meat almost every day. If he can help in one day, he can make do with it in two days. After a long time, no one can help in vain. The economy and society have taught people how to view life and how to do it.
Making money also makes people's emotions weak, which can even lead to many conflicts and hatred.
The village is not big, and its population and land are not large. It is more than 90 miles away from the county seat, and there are passenger buses running to and from the countryside every day.
Just like ordinary people, Brother Shi has troubles every day. They range from national policies to neighborhood disputes. Although Brother Shi cannot control how national policies are formulated, the policies formulated by the state control him and affect his daily life.
The legal income and tax payment from killing pigs and selling meat, and neighborhood disputes, of course, also affect his emotions and thoughts, because these trivial things around him are closer to him, just open his eyes.
A few miles away from Daying Township is a cliff. In those years, in order to increase their income, many local farmers took the risk of participating in the "illegal slaughter" of pigs and various small animals. The money they got from the market was money. Although it was small money, it was a temptation after all.
, Brother Shi was originally one of these "illegals".
Later, the industrial and commercial, taxation, sanitation, and urban management tightened their grip, cutting off the opportunities and livelihoods of illegal slaughtering.
The county has set up unified slaughtering points in neighboring towns.
Stop gossiping.
In essence, Brother Shi is contemptuous and resistant to all big blocks. In real life, he has to deal with big blocks everywhere. Although some units do not have big blocks, they can control him. If they are dragged down by them, they cannot win.
, can’t hide.
Perhaps the first, or the most painful and helpless thing that makes Brother Shi start from here every day when he opens his eyes and lights up a cigarette.
More than ten years ago, Brother Shi may have heard such a jingle: "The first-class people are public servants, and future generations will enjoy happiness; the second-class people are managers, riding in foreign cars and hugging beautiful women; the third-class people are engaged in contracting,
All food, drinks, prostitution and gambling will be reimbursed; fourth-class people are engaged in leasing, cars and houses, and prostitutes; fifth-class people are
Actors, they get money by twisting their butts; Sixth-class people, big haters, eat the plaintiff and the defendant; Seventh-class people, use scalpels, cut open their stomachs and get red envelopes; Eighth-class people, they do publicity and talk nonsense just for money;
Self-employed people evade taxes to get rich; tenth-class people are teachers and set good examples by selling defective products.”
There are capable people among the people, and new folk songs summarize society more accurately than experts.
It's heartbreakingly humorous.
I don’t know what he would have thought after hearing such a jingle.
Perhaps, he would ask in his heart: "I rely on his horse's strength, what kind of person am I, who kills pigs and sells meat?"
Although you can earn a living by killing pigs and selling meat, it is very hard work. In the eyes of the locals, you cannot be considered a person of status, and it is natural that you are not respected.
Li Zhongcheng, the person in charge of the Badou Town slaughtering site, may not have known Brother Shi at that time and had no control over him. The two places were dozens of miles apart and were not only under the jurisdiction of two towns but also two counties, but teaching and educating people had become "
"Tenth-class people" is depressing. Anyone who plays with pig hair all day long is considered a bird?
This taciturn rural butcher is of medium height, with a big face and a very strong and muscular build.
To be honest, one day, before he raised his butcher knife and stabbed not at the pigs who had brought wealth to Brother Shi over the years but directly at the heart of people, almost everyone who knew him thought that this honest man was an ordinary person.
No longer an ordinary person.
The less respected people are, the more sensitive and fragile they are.
But Brother Shi was just holding it in his heart.
Before deciding to kill this time, among the people Xiao Zixin dealt with when he was the secretary of the political and legal committee and the director of the public security here, he had never heard of a person named Shi Yuan, the second brother Shi, because he was too honest before, and he had never heard of him.
He has not committed any crime. If Xiao Zixin wants to attack those people, of course he will not be involved.
As for Brother Shi, even though he lives in a rural area, in the past few years, he was also aware of the big name "Director Xiao" Xiao Zixin.
Moreover, he always thought in his heart that Xiao Zixin was a good person, a good official, and capable!
However, he may not have dreamed at that time that one day, Xiao Zixin, as the secretary-general of the municipal party committee, would personally come to guide the work and arrest him...
People!
Due to a combination of circumstances, many things are just like a dream, strange and full of twists and turns.
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But this second brother Shi, in this country, organizations and individuals seem to be trying their best to avoid respecting the rules. Most people try to despise and hurt others to gain their own detachment and satisfaction. Many people try to dominate others and humiliate them.
Others and desecrating human dignity to obtain pathological psychological satisfaction.
This is an era where rules have been lost, and there is only a universal worship of unspoken rules.
The difference between unspoken rules and rules is that the former comes from unilateral brutal force, while the latter comes from multi-party compromise and mutual respect.
After the relevant policies and departments at the higher level began to regulate the unified slaughter of pigs, the two counties also set up special slaughterhouses and management personnel in many towns and villages. Unified management, unified charging, and unified printing are undoubtedly a top-down approach.
A project that has won the hearts of the people, nationwide inspection and quarantine, to put an end to private slaughter and excessive slaughter, and to ensure that the pork circulating in urban and rural markets every day is qualified, so that the people can eat safe meat.
Babao Village is a larger natural village under the jurisdiction of Daying Township. It is only two miles away from the seat of the township government. In the past, a cow intestine-like road passed through the street. This old road was originally the only major north-south road in the village.
The passage is bustling with cars coming and going every day.
Nowadays, the cow intestine-like highway has been replaced by the new national highway, which bypasses the village. The old road looks a bit empty.
However, every time there is a big market in the village, it is a different scene.
On this day, Brother Shi will also sell meat here.
More than a thousand households of villagers live near the mountains, and the folk customs are simple. Every Monday is the market day in Babao Village, and Brother Shi will set up a shop here to sell pork. In the rural areas of Xuanpu County, going to the market is a part of the daily life of farmers.
For important events, they mainly use this kind of regular gatherings to spice up the boring farming life. They not only sell local products but also buy necessities, so as to achieve the purpose of exchanging material products and spiritual exchanges.
Therefore, whenever it is a market day, the village roads are always crowded with people, and the prosperity is unprecedented. Niuchangzi Street, which usually has few people, is crowded with people of all kinds.
When a person walks inside, he is like a small insect sinking into a sea of human heads.
Industry and commerce, taxation, health, urban management and local slaughtering points and animal husbandry stations are responsible for the division of labor.
The focus is on management, charging, inspection and punishment.
It not only checks water-injected meat, diseased pork, dead cows and horses, and fake beef, but also manages market demand and order.
The conflicts between Brother Shi, who is a butcher, and the above-mentioned people are originally common and inevitable in daily life. As long as there is management, there will be conflicts. However, the conflicts appear in the most extreme way. This is
It can't help but make people feel some great confusion.
This day falls on Monday, the Eight Treasures Fair. The managers walking on the street are responsible for many internal and external tasks, such as vehicle fines, stall inspections and items withholding, collecting various taxes and fees, and investigating counterfeit and shoddy products, etc.
The majority of ordinary people in rural areas are in awe of such institutions (including family members), and often take the initiative to make many wrong actions such as giving bribes and gifts.
This phenomenon occurs all over the country. In order to save some money and pay less fees, people who do small business must have a smiling face and find ways to give some benefits to the managers, gain favors, and become popular. In rural areas
The market is very important. Hello, I am good, everyone is good. This is really good. Only when you do business smoothly can you make money.
Brother Shi doesn't give gifts.
This rural butcher, who has been killing pigs for eighteen years, is so honest that he is a bit dull, or cowardly.
But that's not the main thing. What's terrible is his personality and stubbornness. Every day he goes around the dozens of township markets between the two counties. He has seen too many such things, and anyone can take them.
His meat, when cut with a knife, costs one catty. Come to one catty, it costs eight taels, just eight taels. There is no difference, but there is only one line, whether it is industry and commerce, taxation, health and urban management, local slaughtering points, and animal husbandry stations.
Regardless of the person in charge, they take the money and the meat.
Not paying for it?
Brother Shi often stared at the meat without saying a word, as if the person standing opposite him was not a big hat holding him seven inches, nor was he a gangster in the countryside cheating on food and drink, but he was like a villager who wanted to take advantage of others.
The uncle is a scoundrel, a little embarrassed, and in a daze.
To say that he is stupid is nonsense, Brother Shi is very smart. The usual result is that you have to pay and then walk away with the meat.
Otherwise, it won't be very accommodating.
What he expects every day is to get out this pound of meat - the hard-earned money earned from selling pigs, slaughtering and squatting in the market. It doesn't take more or less to collect a pound of meat every day, although it is not a big deal.
But if it goes on for a long time, it will not be a small amount. If he receives less than a few kilograms or tens of kilograms or half a pig, then his work for half a month will be in vain.
Therefore, he attaches great importance to daily income.
Not only Brother Shi, but also every small vendor who works in the market. Isn’t this what he wants to do every day from dawn to dusk? It is the only source and hope of everyone’s life. Of course, most of the big caps are clean and principled.
There are also times when you really don’t have any money and plan to get meat from Brother Shi’s stall. If you have it, you can.
Brother Shi has a small account book. It may be the arithmetic book used by his daughter when he was in elementary school, or it may be the kind of small book that he just tore up a few large white papers and booked randomly. I don’t know when he started using it, and I don’t know what is recorded in it.
How many people have taken away meat in similar situations? Anyway, experience and lessons tell him that he needs such a small thing