Siheyuan: Pioneer in anti-corruption, fighting against evil!

Today was no exception. Several middle-aged ladies with slightly gray hair swarmed into the cooperative. As soon as they entered the door, they shouted that they wanted to buy some wine to relieve their fatigue.

As a banknote with a slight smell of seawater entered the cash register box, Zhang Siwei gently picked up an enamel jar on the counter and removed the lid of the jar, which was wrapped in cork and covered with red silk. As soon as he opened it, the strong aroma of wine filled the entire store. He lifted the jar and poured it out. In a moment, the jars were filled with amber liquid.

"Madam, this is the half pound of bulk wine you wanted. Take it back and enjoy it." He handed the jars to the waiting women one by one.

The women squatted against the wall, pushing their cups impromptu, and in just a short while, they drank several kilograms of wine. Their cheeks were rosy and their bodies were staggering, and they helped each other leave the table.

Zhang Siwei caringly reminded the ladies to be extra careful about their safety when going out before returning to chatting with the girls.

However, he felt a little absent-minded. His eyes occasionally swept over a tall man at the door. He was wearing a light blue robe, a common dress in Yanzhen. His toes were raised from the edge of his shoes, as if he was a native villager. But his face without any trace of weathering and his chest muscles were not red, which made him different. Zhang Siwei stared at this man for a while, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and then he stopped thinking about it.

In a flash, he turned the topic back to what the girls had recently encountered at sea.

"Brother Dawei, have you heard that there seems to be a lot of commotion at the shipyard? I remember that when my father and I were salvaging it, we were almost scared to death!" The little girl's eyes were sparkling with curiosity.

Zhang Siwei looked indifferent and said, "Maybe you are just worrying too much. The factory has been abandoned for many years and there is no way it can be operating at all."

When the girl saw that her boyfriend didn't seem to believe her, she hurriedly said, "Brother Dawei, listen to me and tell me something private. Don't tell anyone else."

"I've felt like the shipyard has been unusually busy lately. I've seen people hanging around inside many times while I was fishing."

"My dad told me to keep quiet about other people."

"Dad is doing this for your own good, don't forget that," Zhang Siwei said indifferently. "I'll just follow your instructions."

The little girl nodded shyly and agreed. "Okay, I will do as Zhang Siwei teaches."

Zhang Siwei noticed that the conversation had become more in-depth and was thinking of using an appropriate excuse to get rid of the girl.

At this moment, a handful of banknotes was thrown onto the counter.

"I want the shade for the kerosene lamp."

His gaze shifted from Zhang Siwei to the tall man. At that moment, his eyes quickly focused and he suddenly realized something.

He bent over and fumbled around inside the counter for a while, then took out a kerosene lampshade and said, "Comrade, you don't look like one of us."

"Ha, young comrade, you have good vision."

Zhou Wu, who had transformed himself into a local resident, pretended to be surprised. He was not in a hurry to accept the lampshade, but asked with interest: "How did you see that?"

"It's quite simple. If the local people don't replace their broken lampshades at home, then that's the problem." Zhang Siwei stared into Zhou Wu's eyes as he spoke.

Zhou Wu raised his hand and rubbed his head, smiling naively: "Well, I didn't expect that Xiao Zhou, who has worked in the military field for many years, could be seen through by you at such a glance."

"It turns out to be our friend from Tian's place." Zhang Siwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, picked up an old newspaper, wrapped the lampshade and handed it to him, "Be careful on the road, don't drop it."

"Thank you very much, young comrade. You are such a considerate and good guy."

Zhou Wu walked out of the supply and marketing store holding the lampshade.

Each step was slow and steady, until he reached a secluded part of the alley, he suddenly said: "There's something wrong with that guy."

Old Li Ai, dressed as a farmer, leaned out and asked, "How did you know that?"

Zhou Wu weighed the lampshade and turned back to look at the supply and marketing store. "This waiter has a great service attitude and talks a lot, like a sharp knife."

Doubt about the quality of service?

After deep thought, Mr. Li suddenly understood.

Here, as a supermarket staff, Zhang Siwei doesn't have to serve enthusiastically at all.

Not engaging in offensive or abusive behavior is considered good service.

More doubts come from "too many words" and "sharp blades in the eyes", which are Zhou Wu's personal opinions and have no evidence.

But during the reconnaissance process, subjective feelings often determine the final decision.

Old Li looked at the lampshade in Zhou Wu's hand and suddenly asked, "Why did you choose the lampshade instead of other objects?"

"The one I was using originally was indeed broken." Zhou Wu showed a helpless look on his old face.

"... "

Old Li was silent.

After being convinced that there might be something wrong with the target, Lao Li and Zhou Wu went to the shipyard together without riding a bicycle to prevent their appearance from being discovered by the target.

Because the investigation had just begun, they had not confirmed whether the target was accompanied by someone, and any mistake could cause the plan to fail. This was why Lao Li asked Lao Mao to let Zhou Wu perform the inspection task on Zhang Siwei at the beginning.

Zhou Wu has worked here for many years, often integrating into the daily life of Yancheng as an ordinary person.

They are all very familiar with Yancheng's local customs and speak the authentic local dialect.

If it were Yan Zi and Lao Hei, Zhang Siwei would definitely find out their true identities very quickly.

The above is a translation and restatement of the given original text.

Li Aiguo never underestimates any enemy, especially those threats that are within his sight.

The shipyard is dozens of miles away from Xiancheng.

It was a hot summer day, and when they returned to the shipyard, both figures were extremely thirsty and out of breath.

Inside the group discussion room.

Yan Zi picked up the steel tea maker and filled it with tea, then handed it to Li Aiguo. "How is it, Comrade Aiguo?"

Li Aiguo looked at Zhou Wu next to him and said, "Old Zhou, you should report the situation."

Zhou Wu felt that Li Aiguo was helping him improve his interpersonal relationship with the old "cat". He said gratefully, "It's okay, Aiguo, don't worry. I have no personal bias towards the mission. I am a senior security cadre."

Li Aiguo simply responded: "It's just that my throat is a little itchy."

Zhou Wu was silent for a moment, "Is that so? Don't be like this, there is no need for such politeness between us."

He felt that he was thinking too much.

Zhou Wu then took a deep breath, sorted out his thoughts, and told Zhang Jiawei about his doubts.

At this time, the old guy named "Old Cat" tapped his fingers on the table and said: "Zhang Jiawei seems to be very cautious, but in fact, he has many flaws. His background may not have received formal professional training."

"Why do you have such an idea?" Zhou Wu asked in confusion.

"His every move has exposed many weaknesses to you," "Old Cat" looked at Zhou Wu with a calm gaze.

Zhou Wu was stunned, feeling some kind of discomfort and a fact that was difficult to refute. After all, compared with this "old cat" and other professionals, he was indeed not a real professional.

Seeing that the two were about to have a conflict, Lao "Hei" and Lao "Dao" and others were helpless. Yan Zi, who was standing by, gently touched Li Aiguo's arm to hint at the opportunity for him to intervene to resolve the dispute.

Li Aiguo, feeling somewhat emotional, realized that facing the self-centered character of "Old Zhou", he was used to having the final say in the shipyard security department.

The "old cat" is more inclined to the personality trait of not missing any small details and never allowing any flaws. The conflict between them is almost inevitable.

Sensing that the situation was not good, Li Aiguo slapped the table lightly to ease the tense atmosphere. "It seems that there must be someone supporting Zhang Jiawei behind the scenes."

Facing this argument, the "old cat" nodded neither in agreement nor in denial, then raised his hand to look at his watch.

"Before, I have sent 'Old White' to the county to conduct a more detailed and in-depth investigation on Zhang Jiawei and to make arrangements at the same time."

Just after the introduction.

The door of the discussion room was suddenly pushed open.

Old "Bai" walked in hurriedly. His originally fair and smooth face was reflected by the sun outside, making it look as red as a giant shrimp.

"Captain, I have fully understood the situation,"

After finishing the report, Old "Bai" turned around and glanced at Zhou Wu who was silent next to him. He did not continue to explain other information, but just turned his head slightly to observe his situation.

Faced with this situation, "Brother Zhou" seemed to feel embarrassed and redundant.

The old cat waved his hand and said, "Zhou Wu, you have been accepted as a member of the investigation team. Now you can tell us your findings."

After hearing what Lao Mao said, he stopped talking when he was about to correct him. He had a thousand words in his heart but chose to be tolerant.

After a few seconds, the cat sat back in its seat. Although it felt disappointed, it had to make some adjustments.

Mr. Bai took out a document from the cloth bag and announced in front of everyone: "We contacted the local people and conducted preliminary inquiries: Zhang's family members are all residents of the city. Zhang's current workplace is a temporary sales employee at a supply and marketing cooperative in Yancheng Town.

He is a descendant of a poor family, with only a high school education. He has no obvious abnormalities in socializing. The only suspicious thing is that he came into contact with a person named Zhang Sili last year.

Mr. Bai quickly glanced through the information and continued:

"Zhang Sili is an outsider. Her father and mother died in the war, and she came here three years ago to seek help and shelter from her relatives.

Now a front-line female worker in a spinning mill in the county town, earning 15 coins a month, her leaders responded that she behaved in an open and frivolous manner, often had inappropriate relationships with some male employees, and was described as having extravagant lifestyle traits, such as eating out every morning, preferring greasy food, and occasionally buying ice cream and other high-consumption activities.