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

Chapter 247 The Wheat is Ripe! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
If it weren't for the knocking, Wen Mozhen might have pounced on the door and unleashed a set of military boxing moves in just a few seconds!

"Who's knocking? Come in!"

The doorknob turned, the door opened, and He Jinbo revealed a well-behaved face.

He was a seasoned veteran, and he could tell from Wen Mo's expression that something was wrong. In all the time he had known the old team leader, this was the first time he had ever seen Wen Mo's eyes flash with a murderous glint, as if he wanted to devour Yang Jinwen alive.

"what's up?"

"Uh……"

He Jinbo wanted to be a coward, but then he thought that Lao Wen must be angry with Yang Jinwen and was holding back his anger.

Yang Jinwen was from the North Branch Bureau, and was his old subordinate. No matter what, he had to save him from danger.

He Jinbo immediately said, "Zheng Kang called and said that he found Feng Yang's whereabouts in Maguan Town, Santai County, and asked us to go there to provide support as soon as possible."

"You can't arrest anyone without Yang Jinwen? Get out! All of you, get out!"

While Yang Jinwen was still stunned, He Jinbo shouted, "Yang Jinwen, what are you doing? Come with me!"

"Oh, okay." He stood up and said to Wen Mo, "Director Wen, I'll go arrest the people now."

Wen Mo remained silent, avoiding his gaze, lest she be unable to resist cursing if she met his eyes.

After he and He Jinbo left, Wen Mo cursed loudly, "That son of a bitch Yang Dachuan!"

He originally wanted to scold Yang Jinwen, but after thinking about it, he realized that he had already approved of Yang Jinwen's relationship with Wen Ling. It was a normal thing for men and women in love to have sex.

Besides, Yang Jinwen is not bad in terms of either character or ability, so the only thing to do is to call him an old fool.

Wen Mo grew angrier the more she thought about it. She walked to her desk, picked up the phone, and called the forensic department.

"Hey you, call forensic doctor Wen to my office! Who am I? I'm her father!"

In the forensic room, Zhang Lei heard an angry shout coming from the stethoscope, which startled him so much that he almost dropped the stethoscope.

He quickly replied, "Okay, okay, Director Wen."

After hanging up the phone, he rushed to find Wen Ling, already imagining a scene of a father-daughter showdown in his mind.

In the courtyard of the Municipal Bureau, He Jinbo walked along and asked, "What's wrong? This is the first time I've seen Director Wen so angry, like he's on fire."

Yang Jinwen shook his head; he didn't understand why Wen Mo suddenly seemed like a different person.

"By the way, Feng Yang really didn't run away?"

He Jinbo nodded: "I received the call ten minutes ago. Lao Zheng and the others went to the Maguan Town Police Station in Santai County first. Before they even checked, the police said that they saw Feng Yang riding a motorcycle and buying a lot of things in town this morning before going home."

Feng Yang was a veteran who returned home. The local authorities assigned him to the public security brigade. If he performed well, he could be transferred to the police station as a police officer.

This happened last year. He didn't agree and came to the city to work, probably trying to find his brother.

Yang Jinwen nodded and got into the car with He Jinbo, while Qi Bin drove.

Lao Yao, Maozi, and Cai Ting were in another car.

Old Yao followed He Jinbo and his group in his car, asking, "Brother Cat, your hometown seems to be in Santai County, right?"

The cat sitting in the passenger seat nodded: "It's from Santai County, Jiuling Township."

"That's not far from Maguan Town."

"It's just across from Santai Temple. To the north of the temple is Maguan Town, and to the south is our Jiuling Township."

"Once we catch them, you can go home."

"Really?" the cat exclaimed excitedly.

Yao Weihua laughed and said, "Have your parents prepare the meal. There are more than a dozen of us. Your dad will have to slaughter at least one pig."

Cat's expression fell: "That won't do. My dad plans to build a house this year, and he'll sell all four of his pigs."

"So stingy."

Santai County is far from the city center, and they arrived at around 1 p.m.

Zheng Kang was prepared; the instant noodles were already ready as soon as He Jinbo and the others got out of the car.

The police station in Maguan Town doesn't have a canteen, so they can only eat instant noodles. After all, they need to arrest people, so they can't exactly go out to eat.

Although most of the people coming down from above would eat and drink first, then do their work, then eat and drink again, and then return to the city satisfied, leaving the locals who were in charge of receiving them to curse and complain.

But neither He Jinbo nor Zheng Kang were that kind of people. They ate instant noodles while listening to Zheng Kang explain the situation.

"On May 7th, Ding San and others were killed. According to the people in the town, Feng Yang returned on the morning of May 9th. In the past few days, he sold the corn and wheat in his home to the grain and oil store, and bought a lot of things to take home, including fruits, meats, and some Chinese medicine and plasters."

This morning he came to town and bought two piglets to take back with him. He rode his motorcycle back, and the two piglets were tied to bamboo cages on either side of the motorcycle.

He Jinbo frowned: "What is he trying to do?"

Jiang Jianbing replied, "I guess they wanted to run away after settling things at home."

Yang Jinwen shook his head: "It doesn't seem like it. If they wanted to run away, they would have done it already."

Zheng Kang said, "No matter what, arrest them first."

He Jinbo nodded and drank the bowl of noodle soup in one gulp.

A group of more than a dozen people, led by officers from the local police station, headed to Feng Yang's hometown.

The terrain of Maguan Town is a typical hilly area, and the roads are all two-meter-wide dirt roads, with several vehicles swaying and bumping as they drive.

Upon arriving at the location, the police station chief pointed to a house on the slope and said, "There it is."

He Jinbo quickly ordered his men to get out of the car and leave it on the highway, as driving on it would be too conspicuous.

The distance looked close, but it was actually quite far. When they went up, they saw farmers harvesting wheat in the field.

May is the season when wheat ripens, and the wheat fields are golden yellow.

Anyone who has farmed knows that, especially in hilly areas, the wheat stalks are cut off with a sickle, and then carried home in baskets or large, mended sacks.

The backs of farmers are bent from years of hard work. He Jinbo led one group of men and Zheng Kang led another group to flank the slope, which was ten feet high, and they all drew their guns.

Don't underestimate the simple and honest rural people. Even if they don't have hunting rifles, they can easily get their hands on hoes, rakes, and kitchen knives.

Yang Jinwen followed behind He Jinbo, gripping his gun, but the hammer was not cocked.

He Jinbo was extremely nervous. As the deputy captain, he hadn't arrested anyone for a while and wanted to do what Liu Bei did back then, to express his feelings. However, he couldn't recall a single word of that classical Chinese, which he only remembered from reading the old Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

When Yang Jinwen saw his expression, he knew he had to take the lead. When he reached the top of the slope from the side, he found that the house was locked and there was no one inside.

It's easy to guess that Yan Jun and Feng Yang's parents are both genuine rural people. It's not dark yet, and they're definitely out in the fields harvesting wheat.

As soon as Yang Jinwen and Zheng Kang met, they said, "Master, you two stay here and keep watch. We'll go ask around."

Just as Zheng Kang was about to agree, Xu Guoliang rushed over and said, "Old Zheng, the person is back. He's right behind the house. I saw him."

Upon hearing this, the older workers in the factory yard immediately became nervous.

This disrupted their rhythm. They were all seasoned veterans, and without saying a word, they each rushed to the eaves and hid in a row, with Zheng Kang standing in front, peering out and ready to issue the order to arrest them at any time.

Yang Jinwen was standing behind Zheng Kang when he heard the sound of cattle mooing coming from behind the house.

"Moo, moo..."

Then, the sound of two people talking could be heard.

"Mom, I told you not to carry it. Let Dad and me do this little bit of work."

"Mom's fine. Besides, wheat isn't heavy. Yang'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing's wrong, Mom? What's wrong?"

“You were doing just fine in the city, and then you suddenly came back. There must be something going on. You can hide it from your dad, and you can hide it from me.”

"Mom, it's really okay."

“These past few days, you’ve been going to town to buy meat for us, ointment for your dad, and two piglets for the family. You even took some of our grain to town to sell. I’m wondering if you’re planning to leave?”

"Mom, I'm not leaving."

“Don’t follow your brother’s example. He’s been missing for years, and we still don’t know where he is.”

"I know."

"Alright, we're home now. Don't rest. Mom will make you some pork ribs for dinner."

Yang Jinwen and Zheng Kang saw through the gaps in the firewood under the eaves that the mother and son were leaning against the rocks on the slope, carrying two large sacks of wheat on their backs, and Feng Yang was also leading a yellow ox.

When carrying heavy loads, it's best to capture people. Zheng Kang nodded, and a dozen or so old men behind him immediately rushed out.

"do not move!"

"Put the basket down!"

"Feng Yang, listen up! We're from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. We've come here specifically to see you. You should know why!"

Yang Jinwen stood in the crowd, watching Zheng Kang, Jiang Jianbing and others subdue Feng Yang.

Under the setting sun, he was covered in sweat, and with a determined look in his eyes, he stretched out his hands.

"I know you're taking me away."

He was wearing a red sleeveless vest, military green trousers with the cuffs rolled up to his knees, and a pair of liberation shoes.

The elderly mother next to him, still carrying a basket on her back, was completely stunned, swaying precariously as if about to fall over.

Yang Jinwen quickly stepped forward and helped her up, saying, "Auntie, put the basket down first."

"My child, my child, what have you done? Why are the police here?" the mother cried.

Feng Yang turned his head away, and after Zheng Kang put the handcuffs on him, he turned around, resolutely knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed three times to his mother.

"Mom, I'm so sorry to you and Dad. Please take good care of yourselves."

After saying that, Feng Yang stood up and said to Zheng Kang, "Let's go, don't wait for my father to come back."

The dozen or so seasoned veterans who came were used to arresting people and naturally felt that the criminal suspects were thorny. They had never thought that the arrest would go so smoothly this time.

He Jinbo choked up twice and said, "Take him away."

Feng Yang glanced at his mother, then was quickly led by the criminal police officer to a car on the highway.

His mother tried to chase after him, but was stopped by the police officers at the local police station.

He Jinbo and his group knew that if they didn't leave now, the villagers would hear the news and gather around, making their departure difficult.

Yang Jinwen listened to Feng Yang's mother crying, got into the car, but felt a tightness in his chest.

After getting in the car, he and Jiang Jianbing sandwiched Feng Yang in the back seat, and the cars sped towards the city.

in the car.

Feng Yang pursed his lips tightly. After leaving the familiar place, he said, "I originally intended to turn myself in."

Yang Jinwen looked at his profile and asked, "Then why didn't you do it sooner?"

If he had surrendered earlier, and if it was indeed Gong Zhen who killed Ding San and the others, Feng Yang's crime would have been much lighter. After his release from labor camp, he might have been able to support his parents in their old age.

Feng Yang's body swayed with the car, and the setting sun shone on his face, slightly dazzling.

He said softly, "Because the wheat has turned yellow... I was thinking of helping my parents harvest the wheat before turning myself in to the police station."

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