Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 491 Can we raise them?

Officer Zhang said, "This involves Fengtian, which makes things a bit complicated. We can't get involved in evidence collection there, but without evidence, we can't apply to go there to arrest people. These cross-city cases are troublesome. These scammers exploit this loophole, knowing that cross-city cases are difficult to investigate unless they're particularly serious, you know?"

Xiao Wei took back the phone book from Chen Hui and flipped through it, saying, "Brother Zhang, I'll give you a number. Have my Uncle Li contact him. His surname is Qin. He's from the Provincial Criminal Investigation Team. If Fengtian needs anything, just ask Director Qin to help. We're all friends, they'll definitely help. If all else fails, have Uncle Li talk to them and say it's a family matter. I said I'd ask Director Liu to put in a good word."

Officer Zhang took out his pen, wrote down the pager number, and asked, "Director Liu? The provincial department?"

Xiao Wei nodded and said, "Yes, the provincial department director is a friend of an elder of mine, a very close relationship. You just need to handle this case thoroughly, don't worry about the rest. If these people aren't dealt with, who knows how many people they might have scammed. In my area alone, there's 1,800 yuan, could someone even die?"

Officer Zhang nodded and let out a long sigh. He said, "That's true. How much do they collect in a year? These days, people around here who collect five hundred yuan a year are considered well-off. Okay, with your arrangement, I feel more at ease. Leave it to me. I'll take the people and the car back. When are you going back to the county? It would be best if you went there to make a statement or something. This case will probably have to be transferred to the bureau anyway."

Xiao Wei said, "Thank you so much, Brother Zhang. Let's get together again sometime." Officer Zhang put away his phone book, waved, and walked towards the truck. He looked into the back and asked, "What are you carrying? What do you do? Where are you from?"

Manager Huang handed a business card to Officer Zhang and said, "Hello, Officer. We are from Fengtian Tianyuan Ant Farming Company. We're here to help farmers get rich. We're here to bring benefits to the local area. We're a legitimate, large company; our investment alone is 500,000 yuan! 500,000 yuan! But these people not only don't appreciate our good intentions, they also verbally abuse and physically assault us, blocking our way and preventing us from leaving."

Officer Zhang took the business card, looked at it, and asked, "So, the truck was carrying ants?"

Manager Huang said, "Yes, that's right. Our project is actually a benefit for farmers, and it's very popular with them. This whole truckload has been reserved by farmers from all over the country. After three months, they will receive a labor fee of up to 300 yuan. If they persist, they can earn more than 1,000 yuan a year. And this is just the income from one adoption. If they adopt ten, it will be more than 10,000 yuan a year."

Officer Zhang looked up at Manager Huang and asked, "What you're saying makes sense, doesn't it? Can we support them? Our police station could support twenty or thirty of them, and then we'd have money to give out benefits to everyone."

Manager Huang visibly swallowed hard and said, "I'm sorry, officer, I have to go back and ask for instructions on this matter. Our regulations are to help the vast majority of farmers, and I can't make decisions about things like this."

Officer Zhang moved to the side of the truck, reached out and touched the box, saying, "Is this a whole nest? How many are there?" He picked up the box and shook it: "So light? There's not much stuff. How did you calculate this nest?"

Manager Huang said, "These ants are an imported species. They are not very big. A colony typically contains several hundred, around three to five hundred. They mature in about three months, and we collect them every three months."

Officer Zhang nodded and said, "Okay, come back with us first. You need to make a statement when we get back, since they filed a police report. Where are the car keys? You can ride in my car; we'll drive it. Just make a statement and get things cleared up." He put the cardboard box back.

Manager Huang said, "Officer, there's no need for us to go back with you, is there? We still have business to do here. Our farmers are waiting for us to help them get rich. You just need to help us leave this village."

Officer Zhang glanced at Manager Huang and asked, "Did you file the report?"

Manager Huang shook his head. Officer Zhang said, "Why are you saying all this if you didn't report the case? If I don't take you back to make a statement, wouldn't that be dereliction of duty? Can you keep my job? Xiao Huang, you drive this car." He turned around and called out.

A police officer answered and came over, opened the truck door, sat down, looked around, and asked, "Where are the keys?"

Manager Huang reluctantly handed over the car keys. Officer Zhang said, "Let's go, get in my car." He led a few people into the Jeep. Manager Huang turned his head and saw Xiao Wei backing up, asking, "Are they going too?"

Officer Zhang got into the car, closed the door, and said, "Just mind your own business. You're worrying too much. They'll go directly to the county bureau tonight to give their statements. Don't they know who they are before they offend them? These two cars are worth almost a million. Do you think they're people you can just sway?" He waved to Xiao Wei, and the Jeep drove off, puffing out black smoke, with Officer Xiao Huang following behind in his minivan.

Manager Huang's eyes widened: "These cars are that expensive? I see the license plate is from Fengtian. What do they do?"

Officer Zhang carefully crossed the river and said, "They're a big boss, they're here to visit relatives. The family you just visited is their uncle, understand? Hehe."

Manager Huang asked, "What does he do?"

Officer Zhang glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said, "You'd have to ask our chief about that. Do you think I have any contact with them?"

The two young men, Manager Huang and his companion, exchanged a glance, both looking a little nervous.

riverside.

Xiao Wei watched the two cars drive away through the water, one after the other, and said to Xing Hai and Chang Yuan, "Alright, you guys go home and eat. I'll tell my fourth uncle I'm going to eat too. Come to my older brother's house after dinner, it's our old house."

The group shared a bag of Anji Special Supply and went home to eat, satisfied. Xiao Wei, on the other hand, went into his fourth uncle's yard.

Uncle Si was eating when Aunt Si moved a small stool and sat down by the stove, looking angry.

Xiao Wei asked, "Auntie, are you still angry?"

Aunt Si turned her head and glanced at Xiao Wei, forcing a smile as she said, "It's okay, if you don't want to do it, you don't have to."

Xiao Wei said, "Auntie, that's a real swindler. The police have already taken him away for questioning. You'll find out in a couple of days. Although a little over a thousand yuan isn't much, it's not worth giving it to them for nothing, right? Don't be angry, come inside and eat. There are plenty of ways to make money. This afternoon, you and Uncle can come to my house for a while. I have something to discuss with you, okay?"

Aunt Si turned to look at Xiao Wei and asked, "Is he really a liar? How could he? He sounded so convincing, and he even had a business card."

Xiao Wei said, half-laughing and half-crying, "Auntie, business cards don't count for anything. They're just printed anywhere. You can get them printed for a little money. You could even print one that looks like the Prime Minister of the country. It's not like you can just get money out of the sky. Think about it carefully."

Aunt Si thought for a moment and said, "It's over a hundred yuan a month, what a great deal!"

Xiao Wei said, "What if you don't make any money? Do you think you can get your money back? It'll just be gone, understand? Was it over three hundred or over a thousand?"

(End of this chapter)