You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 231 A formidable person has arrived!
It's 8:10 p.m.

Inside the arcade on Anyuan Road.

The pale blue lights crisscrossed and poured down from the ceiling, shining on people.

A dozen or so people stood in the aisle between the two rows of arcade machines, bathed in neon light, blocking the view of onlookers outside.

Aside from the buzzing of the voltage, the only other sound was the thug in the corner slapping himself repeatedly.

"Crack! Crack!"

The thug's face was already swollen, but he still didn't stop.

Yang Jinwen stared coldly at the man with the ponytail, while the latter kept his eyes on his underlings.

He couldn't understand what methods the detective had used to scare his underling so badly.

"Stop hitting yourself! Did you hear me? Stop slapping yourself!"

The man with the ponytail tried to get up, but was immediately held down by Jiang Bala and Fu Yun.

"Kid, our Captain Yang is giving you a chance. You either answer the question, or you know the consequences!"

"Crack, snap!"

Blood began to seep from the corner of the thug's mouth. He couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground.

Yang Jinwen pointed at him and said indifferently, "I didn't tell you to stop!"

So the thug raised his hand again and slapped himself hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

The man with the ponytail was the first to give in, shouting, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

Yang Jinwen held onto the chair behind him with one hand and the game console with the other, looking down at him from above.

"Did Lao Cui threaten a wealthy businessman from out of town with a gun outside Golden Age on the night of February 11th?"

The man with the ponytail looked at the tall plainclothes detective in front of him, his throat bobbing uncontrollably.

Jiang grabbed his ponytail and pulled it down hard: "I'm asking you a question! Didn't you hear me?"

The man with the ponytail turned pale and said tremblingly, "I can't tell. If I do, Old Cui will definitely kill me!"

Yang Jinwen laughed and said, "Are you kidding me?"

“Uh…” The man with the ponytail didn’t understand what he meant.

"You've committed some crimes, haven't you? Have you been involved in any fights? Have you been involved in any gambling?"
To put it bluntly, have you ever committed robbery? Do you possess firearms illegally? You'll be in jail for at least a few months! Who can retaliate against you?

"Yes! Yes!"

The man with the ponytail couldn't help but nod: "I've stolen and fought, but I haven't done anything else."

"Now you can answer the questions."

The man with the ponytail glanced at his underling sprawled on the ground. The underling's face was so swollen that even his own mother might not recognize him. In just a few minutes, he had slapped himself at least a hundred times.

"Those few days, Old Cui was deliberately causing trouble outside Golden Age in order to stand up for Third Brother."

As long as there are wealthy businessmen who go to Golden Age to play, after they leave, Lao Cui will take us to threaten them, saying that they are not allowed to go to Golden Age to spend money in the future, and that he will beat up anyone who goes there.

But Golden Age has already sent people to negotiate with the Third Brother, and the matter has been settled between the two sides.

How many guns does Old Cui have?

"I don't know. I've only seen two, one long and one short, they were pistols."

He was able to get by in the underworld because he specialized in procuring guns on the black market for certain people, so everyone gave him face.

"Where are they?"

“I delivered two bottles of XO to the villa in Building 11 of Goldfish Garden a few days ago.”

"Where is the Goldfish Garden?" Yang Jinwen had never heard of this place.

Jiang Bala immediately said, "It's in a newly built residential area in Jiaxing District, next to the downstream of the Yanzi River. There's a large pond in the residential area with many koi fish, so it's called the Goldfish Garden."

Yang Jinwen nodded and asked, "Besides Old Cui, is there anyone else in the mansion?"

"Yes, they are all his underlings, four or five of them, and also Old Cui's two mistresses who live there."

What do they usually do inside?

"gamble!"

"Who are they?"

"They're all from the underworld. Sometimes Third Brother goes too, but he doesn't go often. He usually stays at his own bathhouse."

Are you gambling tonight?

There are card games every night.

What do you usually play?

"It's either Texas Hold'em or Mahjong."

"Is the stakes high?"

Ponytail nodded: "It's huge, with wins and losses reaching tens of thousands in one night."

Yang Jinwen stared at him: "Are you telling the truth?"

"I dare not lie."

Yang Jinwen straightened up, took out his handbag, pulled out his mobile phone, and first called He Jinbo, who immediately contacted Wen Mo.

A few minutes later, it was Yang Guochang who called.

Yang Jinwen contacted the higher-ups for two reasons. First, he didn't have enough manpower. Even if he organized patrol teams and security teams, the quality of the personnel varied. What if someone had a good relationship with Lao Cui and his group?
In addition, it is necessary to test the attitude of those above.

Is it a resolute crackdown on organized crime, or just empty talk?
Finally, we also need to find out whether people like Third Brother Cui have powerful backers.

It would be incredibly easy to wipe out these parasites, but why have they been able to run rampant for so many years? There are reasons for that.

Yang Guochang's order over the phone was simple and clear: dispatch the armed police detachment to assist in the immediate arrest.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Jinwen waved his hand, gathered his men together, and explained the situation.

Jiang Bala and Fu Yun walked out of the passage and instructed the dozen or so people they had brought: "Everyone with a phone, take it out. If anyone dares to keep one, don't blame us for being ruthless when we find out!"

Someone asked, "What about a pager?" "That counts too!"

From Jiang Bala's tone, these people understood that there was something big going on tonight. They took out their pagers while glancing at Yang Jinwen standing in the aisle.

Everyone in the entire public security system in An'nan City knows him.

In particular, he led the investigation and cracking of several major cases from last year to this year, and his photo has been frequently appearing on television and in newspapers recently.

Jiang Bala took a plastic bag and collected all the communication devices. Then Fu Yun went and cut off the telephone line at the arcade's front desk.

Yang Jinwen turned around and saw the thug lying on the ground still slapping himself in the face. His face was swollen beyond recognition, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand.

Yang Jinwen walked over, squatted down in front of him, grabbed his wrist, and asked, "Do you know you were wrong?"

Xiao Hun's head slumped down heavily, and he replied incoherently, "I understand."

Yang Jinwen nodded, took a small bag out of the thug's pocket, and showed it to everyone.

"Sister Cai, this kid has this on him. When we get back, hand it over to the anti-drug squad and have them interrogate him properly. But be careful with discipline; as long as he confesses honestly, that's fine."

It was ironic that these words came out, especially since Yao Weihua wanted to say something, but in the end he chose to keep quiet.

Yao Weihua has been a police officer for over twenty years and has seen all kinds of people, but he has never seen anyone like Yang Jinwen. A police officer who is more ruthless than the underworld, the methods he uses are impeccable.

Cai Ting nodded: "Okay, leave it to me."

A few minutes ago, everyone knew that Yang Jinwen must have some kind of leverage over this thug, but since the two didn't know each other, it was impossible for the thug to be so obedient and start slapping himself in the face.

It turned out that Yang Jinwen knew perfectly well that the thug was hiding something.

At this moment, everyone took a closer look at the thug's face, and it was completely unrecognizable what he looked like before.

Yang Jinwen tossed what he was holding to Cai Ting, who caught it with one hand.

Upon seeing the object, the man with the ponytail immediately shouted, "I'm innocent! I didn't do that! I don't touch this thing! It was this kid who did it in secret! I didn't know anything about it!"

He was so excited that he was speaking incoherently.

The cat glared at him: "Shut up!"

Twenty minutes later, two military green sedans and a large truck were parked outside the arcade.

Then, two soldiers carrying rifles entered: "Which one of you is Captain Yang?"

Yang Jinwen raised his hand and walked towards them.

After discussing it for a while, Fu Yun and the patrol team stayed at the arcade to keep an eye on the people.

Everyone else got into the car, and in the pitch-black night, the convoy headed towards the Goldfish Garden in Jiaxing District.

Half past ten in the evening.

Inside the villa in Goldfish Garden.

A crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, and beneath the light is a rectangular marble table.

A dozen or so people sat around the table, each with a stack of banknotes as thick as a brick in front of them, and in the center of the table was a pile of banknotes that couldn't be held in both hands.

The cash on the table added up to at least several hundred thousand.

Old Cui, sitting at the head of the table, rested his hands on the table, clenched them into fists, and rubbed his fingers together incessantly.

His two mistresses sat beside him, clinging tightly to him.

"Brother Cui, if I win this round, can you buy me a gold bracelet?"

"Brother Cui, I want a gold bracelet too."

Old Cui looked at the two of them and said, "If we win this round, the older sister gets something, and the younger sister gets something too, you two sisters get something!"

A bald man sitting to Lao Cui's left didn't even look at the cards; he just threw a wad of cash into the deck: "Five thousand."

Without saying a word, Old Cui threw in five thousand.

"and."

The guy to his left squinted, covered the cards on the table with both hands, and slowly picked them up.

"This round must have cost seventy or eighty thousand, right? I'll make way for you."

He held the cards up in front of him, looked at one, and saw it was the Ace of Spades.

He slowly rubbed the cards together with both hands, revealing the top left corner of the second card.

Ace of Hearts!

Upon arriving here, the guy's heart started racing.

Seeing the woman to Old Cui's right leaning closer, he chuckled, "Hey beautiful, what's up? Old Cui's isn't big enough, want mine?"

The woman spat out a "pui" sound.

Old Cui shouted, "Can you hurry up? Stop dawdling!"

"Don't rush me! I like to take it slow, unlike you, who's done in no time, right, beautiful?"

The man said sarcastically, then blew on the playing card.

"call!"

He slowly rubbed out the third card, but after thinking for a moment, he decided it was better not to.

He placed the cards face down on the table, picked up the ten thousand yuan on the table, and threw it into the pile of money.

"I'll follow!"

At this moment, the dozen or so people gambling all had different expressions, and the next player was looking at their cards.

Most people chose to fold, but three people chose to call.

After going around in circles, the amount wagered had reached 100,000.

When it was Lao Cui's turn, he grabbed the cards and looked at them in front of him.

Clubs K, Clubs J, Clubs 3.

The two women next to him looked happy, but quickly suppressed their smiles and pretended to be nonchalant.

Old Cui put down his cards, counted out 10,000, and was about to throw the money into the pile of coins when he suddenly saw the front door being smashed open!

(End of this chapter)