Binjiang Police Affairs
Chapter 464 - 328: The Imminent Storm (Part 1)

Chapter 464: Chapter 328: The Imminent Storm (Part 1)

"Foreign experts have found that for every two-degree Celsius increase in temperature, the crime rate increases by one percent."

Whether this data is scientifically accurate or not, Director Huang of the Southern City Police Station does not know. He only knows that in the summer, the number of cases indeed increases more than usual.

Although Gaozhou is only a county-level city, it has many vocational and technical schools and a large number of outsiders.

Now, at the hottest time of the year and amid a crackdown period, as a station chief, he leads to work overtime, inspecting hotels, video parlors, and dance halls in his jurisdiction while organizing police and Cooperative Defense Team members to carry out night patrols.

At half-past ten in the evening, after making a round and returning to the station, Deputy Director Old Liu, responsible for vetting the outsiders, greeted him...

"Director Huang, you mentioned at noon that some people from Jiangnan Province were coming, exactly how many did arrive?"

"Five, why?"

"That’s not right."

"What’s wrong?" Director Huang took off his wide-brimmed hat, grabbed his cup, and gulped down several mouthfuls of herbal tea.

Old Liu turned around, picked up the newly summarized records of outsider accommodations from the hotels in the area, and said, "This afternoon, six visitors from Jiangnan Province checked into Wanghai Hotel, four men and two women, occupying three rooms."

There isn’t much economic interaction between East Guang and the Yangtze River Delta, and people from Jiangnan usually would only go to Guangzhou or Shenzhen, not likely to Gaozhou.

If they were to come, the only reason would be for school registration.

But if it really was students coming to register, they would be picked up by the schools right as they disembark. Even if they chose to stay, they would only stay in small hostels, not typically in hotels.

Director Huang found it strange, put his cup down, and asked, "Jiangnan Province is quite large, from which city in Jiangnan Province did those four come from?"

"Two are from Binjiang City, and the other four are from Linghai City."

"From Linghai!"

"You mentioned it over lunch, I found it strange when I saw the accommodation registration in the hotel lobby, so I went upstairs to check their IDs. Only the two women were in the room, they said the four men had gone out for a late-night snack."

"How old are these two women?"

"About thirty, quite young. They were not nervous when they saw us and were very cooperative."

A bad feeling suddenly rose in Director Huang, who quickly picked up the accommodation records of the outsiders and started scrutinizing it.

The two women, one named Han Ning, a 33-year-old from Binjiang City, Jiangnan Province, and the other named Zhang Lan, a 30-year-old from Linghai City, Jiangnan Province.

The four men had a wide range of ages, one named Zhang Mingyuan, 59 this year. One named Jianghai, 44 years old.

One named Wu Zhengyu, 31 years old.

The youngest has the surname Gong, named Gong Jian, 20 years old this year.

Old, middle-aged, and young, plus two female comrades, and four of them from Linghai!

What a coincidence that the work group from Linghai city arrived yesterday, staying in the government guest house.

This morning during the education bureau’s conference, that female vice mayor didn’t mention anyone else coming. Yet mysteriously in the afternoon, six more arrived.

What exactly do they intend to do, could it be that the work group is just a distraction, allowing the six who quietly arrived in the afternoon to engage in some secret maneuvers...

The more Director Huang thought about it, the more he felt this matter was not as simple, he looked up and asked, "Did you interrogate them about what they’re doing here?"

"I did, they said they’re here on a business trip."

"A business trip?"

"They are femme comrades, very cooperative, showed IDs when asked, I didn’t feel right to probe further."

"Call Wanghai Hotel, see if those four men have returned."

"Director Huang, you suspect..."

"Lin Chunsheng might have offended someone he shouldn’t have, although he’s no saint, he’s a cadre of Gaozhou, a resident of our jurisdiction. If someone quietly takes him away, how are we supposed to explain it to our superiors?"

Old Liu said in surprise, "That can’t be, these six people who arrived in the afternoon, even if they are colleagues, they can’t disregard the procedure of handling cases!"

"Disregard the procedure of handling cases, isn’t that common? Captain Xing went to capture someone out of town last month, worried about leaking news, didn’t notify the local police station either."

Director Huang took out his "big brother" cell phone, searched for Lin Chunsheng’s number, picked up the phone from the desk, and while dialing, continued, "We can’t ignore this now that we know. Hurry, go next door and call, after getting the details take two men and keep an eye on it, contact me immediately if there’s any situation."

"Okay."

If the principal of Huayuan Technical School gets captured by outsiders right under the eyes of the Southern City Police Station, the superiors would undoubtedly be very upset.

Old Liu, nervously not treating it lightly, swiftly opened the door and stepped out of the office.

Director Huang called Lin Chunsheng’s phone, just like in the morning, couldn’t get through, the receiver stating not in the service area.

Tried contacting the Vice Principal, couldn’t reach him either.

He really wanted to report to the police leadership, but it was so late, and the situation still unclear, it wouldn’t be appropriate to just report like this, instead, he pressed down the button on the phone base and dialed the number for South Gate Police Station.

"I’m Huang Wenhua from Southern City Police Station, is Chief Qin there? Just got home, right? Is Chen Haijun there? Good, let him take the call!"

After about two minutes, the distinctive foreign accent of Chen Haijun came through the receiver.

"Director Huang, what do you need?"

"Comrade Chen Haijun, I am the chief of the Southern City Police Station, not the South Gate Police Station chief, ideally, I shouldn’t be telling you what to do, but as an old officer of the Gaozhou City Police Bureau, I think it’s necessary to remind you, you’ve transitioned to Gaozhou, you are a Gaozhou person now. Being placed in our bureau, you are one of us at Gaozhou City Police Bureau!"

Because of helping a friend find a few children, last time you gave me a harsh scolding, and I was also criticized by the station leadership after returning.

Chen Haijun has been feeling down these days. He didn’t hear what Huang Wenhua was preaching and asked indifferently: "Director Huang, what exactly are your instructions? We just caught a few brawlers and we are busy interrogating them!"

"No hurry on the interrogation; the suspects have already been caught, you shouldn’t worry about them running away." Huang Wenhua looked back, then suddenly changed the topic: "Comrade Chen Haijun, I was rude last time, I apologize to you."

Apologize?

The Southern City Police Station is a district police station and the big brother of all police stations.

Though Director Huang is only the Chief, his status in the bureau is almost like that of a Deputy Director. It was so unreal for him to apologize, and Chen Haijun couldn’t help asking, "Director Huang, what exactly do you want to say?"

"People from Linghai are here, do you know about that?"

"Captain Han is here again?"

"You didn’t know?"

"I’ve been at the station these days, I really didn’t know."

"Last time Captain Han came, there was another police officer with him. Do you know his name?"

"I know, his last name is Gong, his name is Gong Jian, a young man who just started working."

It’s really that something you dread happens! The six people who came quietly in the afternoon are indeed together with that firefighter!

Huang Wenhua realized the seriousness of the problem and asked urgently: "Do you have Captain Han’s phone number? I have an urgent matter and need to contact him."

"Yes, I have his mobile number, but it might not get through."

"Give me the number."

"Yes!"

...

Meanwhile, Han Ning was sitting on the hotel room bed watching TV and eating pineapple with Zhang Lan.

"Sister Han Ning, this is thanks to your family San’er. Without him, I would never have the chance to eat bananas and pineapples as meals."

"Stop eating, aren’t you afraid of getting too full?"

"I’ll have one more piece. It’s so cheap here, if I don’t eat more now, I won’t have the heart to eat it after I go back."

Zhang Lan has been crazy about eating fruits since arriving in Guangzhou, and continued eating all the way to Gaozhou, even skipping dinner in Gaozhou and continuing with fruits.

Han Ning really feared she would upset her stomach, she couldn’t help but laugh: "When we leave, we can take more back."

Zhang Lan wiped the corners of her mouth and giggled: "Definitely will take some, as much as I can carry."

Han Ning was completely convinced and pointed at her laughing scoldingly: "You only think about eating, don’t forget we are here to work, not to eat."

"Work is divided too, Director Zhang, Director Jiang, and Xiao Gong are responsible for catching people. Our job is to audit accounts, freeze financial accounts, and recover embezzled funds, which doesn’t affect eating fruits."

Zhang Lan is an accountant in Linghai Police Bureau, and this mission is to help the bureau with finances.

Although Han Ning is not a full-time accountant, as an inside staff, she is responsible for the office’s finances and has long obtained her accounting certificate. This time, she represents the Changhang Bureau to audit accounts, precisely to supervise how much money Zhang Lan helped Linghai Police Bureau raise.

Thinking of the work to be done next, Han Ning couldn’t help asking: "Zhang Lan, how much do you think we can seize this time?"

"The bureau leadership mentioned before leaving that three to four million shouldn’t be a problem. If we can’t even get three to four million, it wouldn’t have been such a big mobilization."

"If we can seize three million, our bureau could share seventy-five thousand."

"Wishful thinking."

"Are you trying to dodge the bill?"

"What are you thinking? Now there are two separate lines of revenue and expenditure. No matter how much we seize or confiscate, it must be submitted to the finance first, and only half is returned."

"I almost forgot, the return has a proportion." Han Ning calculated for a moment, then laughingly said: "Even if only one point five million comes back, our bureau could still get three hundred seventy-five thousand."

Zhang Lan laughed again: "Wishful thinking."

"What do you mean?"

"Salted Fish is your own brother, you should understand him better than I do. He is thinking about repairing and building ships; no amount of money is enough for him to just throw into the water, how could he possibly give the money to your bureau to share."

"I am aware of your concerns, our bureau leadership spoke about setting up a special fund account for him when the time comes. Now things are different from before, everything must be structured and systematic, and we can’t have secret reserves anymore."

"What special fund accounts? We’ve had those in our bureau before, and it ended up with the money being spent in various ways. Like your brother and his master just took the money to repair number 001 and build a Dunship, and the bureau didn’t make anything but rather lost over a hundred thousand."

Zhang Lan laughed, and then continued: "Establishing empty accounts when there’s no money is useless, in the end, they just became a pile of empty accounts. I was the most unfortunate one, firstly running to the bank to help them open these accounts, and then having to close them, it was purely trouble-making."

It’s said that no one knows a brother better than his sister, but Han Ning really didn’t understand her own brother as much as Zhang Lan did, after all, they hadn’t been in the same unit and had spent more time apart than together.

She was wondering if the financial issues would cause her brother to upset the bureau leadership when Zhang Lan’s "Old Brother" phone hidden under the pillow rang.

For this operation, Linghai Police Bureau had gone all out.

Director Zhou had contributed the "Old Brother" phone, and Zhang Lan hurriedly picked up the director’s "Old Brother", pressed the call button, and asked quietly: "Director Zhang, have you found the target?"

"Found her, she’s at home right now. Xiao Gong and I won’t be coming back tonight, we’ll stay here on the lookout."

"How about Director Jiang’s side?"

"They also confirmed the target and they will also keep watch. You and Han Ning get some rest early, don’t wait for us."

"Be careful out there."

"Don’t worry, we won’t have any problems."