Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

This incident caused a huge uproar. Not only was Wang Zhenxing investigated, but also his relatives and friends were implicated, and some old comrades were subject to various investigations.

Many illegal and disorderly acts were also discovered.

June 10th

Public Security Bureau interrogation room

Deputy Director Zhao, who was in charge of criminal investigation, appeared in the interrogation room with two recorders.

Looking at Wang Zhenxing sitting there handcuffed with a calm expression without the slightest change in his facial features, Deputy Director Zhao knew how difficult this interrogation would be.

After a few simple inquiries, Wang Zhenxing kept shouting that he was innocent.

"Comrade Zhao, did you arrest the wrong person? I have fought for the country for half my life, how could I make a mistake?"

Deputy Director Zhao looked at Wang Zhenxing. If it weren't for the records in the notebook, he would not have thought that the man in front of him was not only a protector of the black market,

He also used his men to steal food and resell it, making a huge fortune.

The relevant departments immediately launched an investigation, secretly arrested Wang Wenzhong, and revealed a lot of inside information during the interrogation. Zhang Zhiqiang, who was in prison, was also brought in for trial.

After interrogation, it was confirmed that what was recorded in Wang Zhenxing's notebook was true.

This led to the Public Security Bureau arresting Wang Zhenxing.

After Wang Zhenxing was arrested, he refused to admit that he had defected until the Public Security Bureau took out the black notebook, which broke Wang Zhenxing's psychological defenses.

Let him confess.

Wang Zhenxing looked at the black notebook in front of him with a dazed expression. He seemed to see himself writing a diary in the cellar.

Outside the interrogation room, the Public Security Bureau chief, accompanied by an old man, was watching the interrogation going on inside.

The old man's face was filled with sorrow as he looked at his subordinates who had become very unfamiliar to him, and opened his mouth to speak.

"Comrade Liu XX, I hope that the experience of this old subordinate of mine can be highly valued within the party. Many old comrades have low ideological awareness, so they should learn from it!"

After Wang Zhenxing recalled the past, he looked at his notebook and muttered to himself.

"I know what the consequences would be if someone found out about these diaries."

Deputy Director Zhao asked with interest.

"Comrade Wang Zhenxing, why did you write it? If you were afraid of being discovered, why did you write it in such detail?"

Wang Zhenxing smiled bitterly and asked.

"Can you give me a cigarette?"

After taking a puff of cigarette, Wang Zhenxing began to tell his story in the smoke.

"I am so lonely and under so much pressure. I have no one to talk to and no one understands me. When my cousin is alive, I can only communicate with him a few words, but I dare not say too much."

As Wang Zhenxing continued to reveal what he had revealed, the recorder was also constantly recording the information above.

After Wang Zhenxing finished his story, Deputy Director Zhao asked in a serious tone.

"Where have you hidden all your money over the years? Now that you've been caught, you must tell the truth."

Wang Zhenxing looked at Deputy Director Zhao in astonishment and asked in disbelief.

"Didn't you find any money? My money was placed together with my notebook."

Deputy Director Zhao had a complicated expression on his face and handed a note to Wang Zhenxing.

When Deputy Director Zhao saw the words on the note, he knew it would be difficult to recover this huge amount of money. He also fantasized that Wang Zhenxing had stored the money somewhere else.

When Wang Zhenxing saw the words on the note, he suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter was unrestrained and heroic. After a while, tears dripped from the corners of his eyes and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

He fainted on the spot.

Through various investigations, the Public Security Bureau learned that a huge amount of property had indeed been stolen, and an order was issued to find out who had the money and confiscate it.

The Public Security Bureau determined that it was a thief who did it, and a well-educated thief at that.

During this period, all the "Buddhas" on the market suffered. They were all taken to the police station and interrogated one by one. But the direction was wrong. Can they catch the people?

Although the Public Security Bureau was vague about the details, some rumors were still leaked.

"A big thief, who stole at least tens of thousands of yuan in property, the public security bureau is working hard to catch him."

This was also revealed by the Public Security Bureau. They had no information at all and wanted to see if the gangsters could find the thief.

Everyone in the gangster industry has gone crazy. Tens of thousands of yuan, damn it. When more than 30 yuan a month is enough to support a family and ensure they have enough food and drink, someone actually stole tens of thousands of yuan in property.

It was very dramatic, but all the thieves were extremely respectful to the person who stole the property, and said that this person was gifted and a rare talent in the world of thieves.

"He was revered as a legendary figure by the Buddhist masters in the underworld and was called the Saint of Thieves. He became the number one thief in the Forty-Nine City."

For a time, the storm was brewing again. Anyone who was named as a "Buddha" would be arrested and interrogated to see if they knew who did it. The inspections at train stations and bus stations were stricter than those by the police on duty.

Everyone wanted to catch this thief and get some benefits from him, but only the leaders of the Public Security Bureau knew that the thief should have escaped long ago and it was impossible for him to stay in the city.

I wouldn't be that stupid.

After a while, the thief could not be caught, and some underworld figures who were unwilling to give up offered a high reward for the "thief saint", which made people secretly call him a fool.

If anyone can catch the "King of Thieves", why would he want to collect your bounty?

When Zhang Minghui arrived at Li Guoyong's hospital, he didn't expect that Li Guoqiang would ask about Zhang Minghui with great interest.

"Brother Hui, this thief has a lot of money! Can you find some connections and investigate?"

"If we can catch this, we will become rich overnight. Why would we need to open a black market? We can just use the money to spend for the rest of our lives."

Even someone as honest and steady as Li Guoyong was a little too excited and wanted to make a fortune.

"Brother Hui, this is worth a try. This bastard is so hateful. He got so much money in a short time. It's too arrogant."

Zhang Minghui didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had never expected that the news would spread so quickly. He had already snatched the title of Banggeng, and his subordinates were thinking of snatching him away.

Where is this going?

Zhang Minghui looked unhappy and scolded.

"Okay, there are so many people from both the black and white worlds, but they haven't caught this thief. This shows that he is very skilled. Maybe he is just passing by. There is no need for us to waste time looking for him."

"The black market is our top priority. Don't lose the big picture because of the small."

After hearing what Zhang Minghui said, Li Guoyong and his brother's anxious mood eased a little, and they introduced the current situation of their subordinates.

December 1961, 7

For ordinary people, it was an ordinary day, but for Zhang Minghui, it was the beginning of his career and he finally had his own territory.

Following Zhang Minghui's order, the Li Guoyong brothers, with more than 30 newly recruited people, officially took over the Shichahai black market and made a name for themselves.