"Fuck you!"
The blessed middle-aged man flew and kicked the lean young man's arm aside, his fat face was full of contempt and disgust.
Upon seeing this, the nearby passers-by were also talking, "Oh, a good young man, he has to be a thief. He deserves to hit a telephone pole. It would be unreasonable to let him run away."
Someone also said: "Yes, and I still want to grab it now. This kind of person might as well die!"
……
As soon as the lean youth was about to stand up, the blessed middle-aged man fell under the telephone pole with one foot. The back of his head hit the telephone pole again, and for a while he couldn't stand up.
Lin Qing looked at this scene stupidly with "color", staring closely at the lean young man's "color" change, all he could see from the other person's eyes was regret, and that regret was like watching. When someone wicked is about to be brought to justice, he regrets that he failed because of various reasons.
That's not the look a thief should have after being caught.
Lin Qing thought of the thieves that he had seen, even if they were beaten, they were all thieves who wanted a way to escape. Even if he was beaten, the thief with fierce eyes appeared one by one.
The most important thing is that the thieves who can steal in such a street and such an environment must have accomplices.
But now, the young man in front of him does not have any of the above.
"Could it be that I was wrong?"
Lin Qing looked at her right hand and couldn't help but feel a little upset.
Fortunately, the blessed middle-aged people have other things to do. They are also lazy about the lean youth, and left without even calling the police. The Lord was gone, and the onlookers were not in the mood to watch it, and they all dispersed.
After a long time, the thin young man stood up from the ground holding the telephone pole, looked in the direction where the blessed middle-aged man was leaving, sighed, and said in a low voice: "It's a pity, it's a pity..."
"Pity?"
Lin Qing raised her brows slightly, and they were not far apart, Lin Qing could clearly hear what the other party said.
As if feeling someone watching him, the thin young man turned his head and glanced at Lin Qing, then turned and walked forward.
Lin Qing hesitated for a while, but quickly followed, walked to the lean youth, and whispered: "How are you? Are you okay?"
The lean youth looked slightly stunned, glanced at Lin Qing, and walked forward ignorantly.
Lin Qing helplessly said again: "Hey, do you want to go to the hospital for a look? If you are like this..."
"Thanks for your concern, I'm fine."
The thin young man faintly responded, and kept walking forward under his feet.
In the spirit of destroying the other party's affairs by himself, Lin Qing laughed dryly and said in a low voice, "I saw the process just now..."
Hearing this, the thin young man stopped, looked at Lin Qing with a cold look, and said in a deep voice, "So what? If you want to call the police now, there is still time. If you don't call the police, then please leave."
Even though Lin Qing's temper has always been good, but he was completely depressed by the other party, frowned slightly, and said faintly: "I have nothing to do with that person, let alone call the police or anything. Frankly speaking, I just treat you very much. Being attached to that person’s briefcase is very incomprehensible.” After a pause, he continued: “Moreover, the feeling you give me is not just a thief.”
"Huh! It's a joke, I'm stealing things, of course it's a thief."
The look of the lean youth changed slightly, and he scolded coldly.
Lin Qing was silent for a long while, seeing that no one around him cared about himself and the lean youth, he whispered softly: "There is also a way to steal..."
Hearing this, a sharp glow flashed in the thin young man's eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Lin Qing carefully, and said in a deep voice, "I don't understand what you mean."
Lin Qing chuckled, "Do you understand or don't understand, your heart is much clearer than I do. If you want to talk in detail, you might as well find a place to bandage your wound. It's not too late, what do you think?"
When the words fell, Lin Qing stepped forward without waiting for the youth to reply.
The look of the lean youth changed for a while, and his brows were tightly furrowed. Seeing that Lin Qing was about to walk away, he quickly followed, and said, "Hello, my name is Ma Zhongyun."
"Lin Qing."
Lin Qing chuckled and turned back.
"I want to talk to you..."
Ma Zhongyun said anxiously.
Lin Qing pointed around and smiled: "Do you think this is a place to talk?"
Ma Zhongyun chuckled and suggested: "Why don't you go where I live?"
Lin Qing nodded and said, "I don't care."
At the moment, Ma Zhongyun took Lin Qing around several streets into a very quiet and somewhat poor place. On the way, Lin Qing also knew the identity of the other party, a very ordinary construction worker, and he had just been laid off for a few days. In addition, he is not a local, he is from Henan like Lin Qing. And this was quite surprising to Lin Qing, and invisibly felt that the relationship was closer.
"Here is where I live."
Ma Zhongyun looked a little embarrassed and pointed to a very simple hut in front of him, and took out the key to open the door.
Lin Qing didn't care, and walked in. The room was neat and tidy, but it was also very simple, a bed, a table, and a chair.
The two of them were not wordy at the moment, and went straight to the topic.
Ma Zhongyun sorted out his thoughts and said in a deep voice: "I also said just now that I am a construction worker near here, and the middle-aged man just now is actually the contractor of our last project..."
From Ma Zhongyun's words, Lin Qing quickly understood the whole story. This is a very common thing, that is, defaulting on workers' wages. Although many workers have organized to ask for wages, they have all been suppressed by the "government" agencies here, and the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau is most directly involved in the matter.
And the name of the director was no stranger to Lin Qing.
Li Baogang!
"The briefcase in the middle-aged man's hand before that?"
Lin Qing remembered something suddenly, and asked suspiciously: "Is there something in it?"
Ma Zhongyun smiled bitterly and nodded and said, "Who said no? His name is Zhao Gong. In his briefcase, there is a'gift' to Li Baogang to thank Li Baogang for this incident, and there are also some of their ulterior motives. The information on secret transactions. Originally, I already got it. As long as I publish these things when the time comes, the influence of the Internet will cause great public opinion pressure, and make the top level can see and get it for us. The paid workers preside over justice. But who wants to..."
Ma Zhongyun sighed, and said in a daze, "I would hit the telephone pole because I was too eager to escape, or else... Alas!" After the words fell, he shook his head and sighed, his expression full of annoyance.
Lin Qing coughed and concealed his embarrassment. If the other party knew that he was the cause of his failure, how would he feel? After thinking for a while, he said in a deep "Yin": "As long as I can find the evidence from that contractor, Zhao Gong, as long as I can find the evidence from that contractor, I can solve the problem?"
Ma Zhongyun nodded, and then shook his head: "Although it is said that, but now, it will definitely become very troublesome. In fact, the reason why I started to rob his briefcase today is to follow him secretly for a long time. , Only then did I know his schedule today, otherwise, I would definitely not be able to get it. And..."
Ma Zhongyun paused and frowned: "After today's events, that Zhao Gong will definitely realize something. Even if you catch him next time, you may not be able to get those evidences. And that is, that Li Baogang became a ten. The director of the coming year will definitely become very vigilant after this incident. Also, Li Baogang is said to be very close to some underground organizations in the city. If they find out that someone wants to expose some unfavorable information to them, definitely will… "
Hearing this, Lin Qing naturally quickly thought of the crux of the matter. Even if Ma Zhongyun didn’t finish his last sentence, he could still think of it. It must be a trick behind the scenes and put people like Ma Zhongyun behind the scenes. Get rid of.
"Well, isn't there no way in this way?"
Lin Qing frowned slightly, because it was because he had disturbed the other's good deeds, he had already counted himself in this matter quietly in the bottom of his heart.
Ma Zhongyun pondered for a while, then shook his head and said: "There may be a way, but there is no way to think of it now."
"Perhaps not necessarily."
Lin Qing frowned, a few brilliant lights flashed in his eyes, and he smiled inexplicably: "As long as people who deal with like them, they usually have their own account books and other people's handles under their hands. Because what they have to do is easy. It is to contain each other, even if they are very peaceful on the surface."
"Ledger? Handle?"
Ma Zhongyun was taken aback, and smiled bitterly: "Isn't the brother watching too many movies? In reality, it should be..."
Lin Qingbai, these things are definitely not just made up of movies. These things not only let them understand the entry and exit of some property, but also a necessary means to protect their own interests. So, this is not my fantasy..."
Lin Qing thought for a while and said solemnly: "Zhao Gong is the contractor of the project, so he is a very important key figure in this matter. Therefore, there must be something we all want very much in his hands. And these things should be placed in a safe place. One, he thinks the safest place."
"This is..."
Ma Zhongyun nodded in agreement, and suddenly said helplessly: "Brother Lin, although your idea is good, it may not be able to be implemented. Zhao Gong’s hometown is in Hubei, and he also has several sets in some districts in Hangzhou. It’s impossible for the house to really find the evidence. After all, no matter which community you enter, it’s very troublesome."
"Hehe, some things are definitely not as troublesome as you imagined."
Lin Qing stood up slowly, with an inexplicable smile drawn out of the corner of his mouth, looked down at his right hand slightly, and said inwardly: "Perhaps, my ability can play the role that he really should have."
At the same time, he turned around and smiled at Ma Zhongyun and said, "Brother Ma, you give me all the information you have about Zhao Gong. I will take care of the next thing."