Nightwatcher

Chapter 11: Fishing

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Jingcha, the evaluation system of Dafeng Jingguan, is checked every three years, with 'four grids' and 'eight methods' as the standard for promotion.

Unqualified officials are demoted or even cut to serve the people.

It's about the future, which is understandable. The other party also had a distant relative in the matter, and when he turned around and impeached, it was cool.

Changle County has a backlog of murder cases, which can be a reason for political enemies to attack.

"How did you die?" Xu Qi'an asked casually.

"I went to the countryside to collect rent and came back in the middle of the night. I happened to meet the gentleman Liang Shang in my inner courtyard, and he was slapped." A colleague said.

"Is there any evidence?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"My wife heard the news, and when she went out to check, she was already dead in the courtyard. But we found footprints on the outer wall."

"Is it possible that the enemy pretended to be a thief and committed the murder." Xu Qi'an poured himself a cup of tea, took a few candied fruit from his colleagues and threw it into the cup.

His tone was like discussing the murder case with his colleagues when he was in the police station.

"I have asked my wife, children, servants, and my neighbors. The deceased has not had any grudges against anyone recently."

"Did the night watchman ask?"

"Mitoguard said that there were no suspicious persons nearby that night."

The capital city has three walls, the palace city, the inner city and the outer city.

Although there are night guards in the outer city, there is no curfew, and the city gate is not closed at 12 o'clock all night. Businessmen can enter and leave the city gate freely as long as they make a report in advance and hold a book.

This system greatly improved the commercial trade of the capital and promoted economic development.

Xu Qi'an nodded: "So, if it's a thief, it should be an acquaintance who knows Kangping Street well."

"Why do you see it?" All the yamen were stunned.

"The thief can enter and leave the house at night without being discovered by the patrolling soldiers, which means that he has stepped on it, and he knows the patrol rules of the Royal Sword Guard." While analyzing, Xu Qi'an instinctively took a cigarette in his pocket.

Disappointedly empty.

I can't help but remember when I was working in the police station, when everyone was sitting together in twos and threes, smoking cigarettes, and discussing the case.

Because of this, he also became black and became addicted to smoking.

Several colleagues were taken aback and looked at Xu Qi'an:

"It makes sense."

"Why didn't we expect this one."

"Ning Yan, after entering a big prison, everyone has become smarter."

There are no systematic teaching courses these days. The fast-tracking case is entirely based on experience, and the best performers can be the head of the police.

"You didn't expect it, but Wang Zhaotou must have thought of it. Did you ask the west side of the city?" Xu Qi'an kept a low profile and didn't show off.

The colleague replied: "After asking for two days, the suspect was not locked."

The west of the city is a slum, full of people who are stealing chickens and dogs, mixed with fish and dragons, and usually there is a public security problem.

"How much money was lost?" Xu Qi'an asked subconsciously in his mind.

A colleague glanced at Xu Qi'an and felt that his tone was a bit like the magistrate's old man, so he replied: "It's not lost, the deceased has just collected the rent, and all he collected is broken silver; copper coins and rice grains, after the thief murdered How can you escape with a big box of money?"

wrong!

Xu Qi'an squinted, if I were a thief and had stepped on it, I would definitely choose to steal it the next day, not today.

He didn't say this doubt, nibbling on melon seeds, and continued to listen to his colleagues talking about the mountains.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful woman has to be a widow at such a young age. With that figure, tsk tsk, I can't find such an outstanding woman in Goulan. Even if I sleep a night for a tael, I'm willing."

"I'm not young anymore, I'm just twenty years younger than the one surnamed Zhang, who seems to be in their early thirties. A woman of this age can't keep a widow."

Hearing this, Xu Qi'an sighed with emotion: "A thirty-year-old woman is good, sensible, and can hurt people."

Some old-fashioned remarks were not recognized by his colleagues, and everyone looked at him, laughing and joking.

If you want to walk the way of martial arts, you can't break your body without breaking through the realm of Qi training. When the yang qi dissipates, it is difficult to open the gate of heaven.

Therefore, Xu Qi'an's golden hoop rod has been with him for nineteen years, and he has not yet subdued the female fairy.

... ..

The back hall where the magistrate lived.

Dark-skinned, like an old farmer on the ridge, Wang Chau lowered his head, listlessly listening to the county magistrate's scolding.

The county magistrate's surname is Zhu, he is rich and fat, he is from Yanzhou, and he was a top-ranking scholar in the 20th year of Yuanjing.

The advantage is that he still has a conscience, is not greedy, and is incompetent but does not disturb the people.

The disadvantage is that he has a bad temper when dealing with subordinates, and is easy to breathe out fragrance.

"Incompetent, how incompetent."

Knowing that Wang Zhaotou still had nothing to gain yesterday, the magistrate Zhu was furious.

"You are an experienced veteran anyway, and you have no clue about the murder case for so many days."

Sweat dripped from Wang Chutou's forehead, and the thorns pierced his back.

With Jingcha around the corner, the magistrate Zhu became more and more irritable... Li Dianshi didn't dare to interrupt, even though he and Wang Zhaotou had been friends for more than ten years.

Li Dianshi knew that the magistrate had always wanted to go up a level, and he needed two conditions for promotion: backing and political achievements!

No political achievements, only backers, easy to be impeached, unstable position.

Only with political achievements and backers can you rise steadily.

Where did the achievements come from

Jingcha is an important assessment standard.

A quarter of an hour later, Magistrate Zhu looked back and took a sip from the teacup.

Official rules, serving tea to guests!

Upon seeing this, Li Dianshi pulled Wang Chautou, who was keeping his head down, and the two left in embarrassment.

Wang Zoutou returned to the lounge with an ugly face, the messy room suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Wang Zoutou cautiously.

"Boss, magistrate Zhu has scolded you again?"

Wang Zhutou rolled his eyes, grabbed the tea cup and took a sip: "Damn, where are the dead and thieves going to find it? I'm so unlucky today, I even lost a penny."

You lost the money. Xu Qi'an shrank his neck, drinking tea to hide his guilty conscience.

Silver obviously has no relationship with you.

After listening to Wang Zhaotou's complaint, a small catcher gave him a bad idea: "How about we catch a fish?"

Xu Qi'an frowned.

Fishing is a professional term in the lower-level officialdom!

Meaning: find a scapegoat.

Limited by technology and equipment, most of the ancient cases were headless cases, and the detection rate was extremely low. Sometimes officials make political achievements; for reasons such as pressure from superiors, in order to cross the line, they will find a dead ghost to replace them.

The process is like this. First, the local officials select a group of old bastards who are often criminals. The names are written on the paper and folded, and the officials can touch it.

Whoever touches it is a scapegoat.

That's why it's called fishing.

After the unlucky ghost was locked, the officials went to lock the person, and brought back to the yamen a set of assembly lines called 'Quitting into a move', and even the hardest bones were recruited.

The superiors are satisfied, the officials in the middle are rewarded, the officials are rewarded, hello, hello, hello, everyone.

It's not wrong to die for the ghost, anyway, he is a rotten person. Sending him to reincarnation sooner is also for the benefit of the people around him.

There are many, many similar salacious operations in the officialdom.

Wang Zhaotou nodded: "It can only be like this, Xiao Li, you can handle this matter, pick a few people who are older."

Just as Xiao Li was about to nod, Xu Qi'an frowned and said, "Wait! Boss, there are a lot of suspicious points in this case, and it's not impossible to start."

Xu Qi'an refused to accept this truth.

Although he has not been a police officer for many years, the three views established at that time are still alive.

Although people are gangsters who commit crimes, they are not guilty of death. Even if there is more than one death, it is still one yardage.

Looking for someone to replace here, isn't that the real culprit being cheap in vain.

Wang Zhaotou lowered his face, did not speak, and gave him an unpleasant look.

The crowd urged:

"Ning Yan, don't be too busy."

"It's impossible for the boss to be scolded every day. Besides, he's just a bastard who often commits crimes."

Those with a better relationship said, "Boss, Ning Yan's family has just suffered a great disaster, so it is inevitable that he is a little sensitive to this kind of thing."

Wang Zhaotou turned a deaf ear, stared at Xu Qi'an, unhappy, and said with a sullen face: "Tell me, how to check!"

"Give me the file!" Xu Qi'an was straightforward.