Late at night, around 11 o'clock, Captain Niu, Yu Jinhang and others arrived in Longcheng and were picked up by a major officer from the local security bureau.
When everyone entered the city, the local major in the security bureau immediately arranged a dinner to welcome everyone. He also invited female comrades in the bureau to join them at the dinner and served wine.
Captain Niu wanted to refuse, but because he needed a favor from the local department, he gritted his teeth and drank with the other party until the early morning.
After a night of hangover, it was around nine o'clock the next morning.
Captain Niu washed his face with cold water in the reception hotel, and immediately took his team members to the Longcheng Security Bureau headquarters and found the major from last night.
Both parties sat down in the work area, and the major officer said with a smile: "At noon, our head of the Intelligence Department will come over and treat everyone to a drink."
Captain Niu frowned and immediately waved his hand and said, "No more drinking. We are here on official business and we must solve the problem quickly, otherwise I won't be able to report to you."
"Oh, it doesn't matter if we're in a hurry. We're also in contact with the people at the customs." The major chuckled and replied, "Let's get together at noon. You cadres who have come from afar are all holding the imperial sword. We have to do our best to be the hospitality."
Captain Niu refused again: "I really can't drink anymore. I'd better contact the insider as soon as possible and figure out the matter."
The political environment of District 1 and Longcheng is completely different, and the working styles of both sides are also very different. Longcheng is more concerned with social circles and personal relationships. As long as the relationship is good, it is not a big deal. In Captain Niu's eyes, the staff of Longcheng can only be regarded as colleagues at most, and everyone has a simple working relationship.
This concept has something to do with the growth environment of both parties, and it cannot be said who is right or wrong.
Seeing Captain Niu's insistence, the major officer did not mention lunch anymore, and immediately got to the point and said, "We had already started working here before you came yesterday. If you want to handle the case at the port, then we have to find the person in charge of customs."
"Is it someone from the customs?" Captain Niu asked with a frown.
"He's not from the customs department, he's from our unit." The major replied with a smile, "He's in charge of the port area."
"Doesn't your department have any information about the port? Doesn't it have any insider intelligence personnel?" Captain Niu was a little surprised.
"No, we have divided the area here, and each person is responsible for his own work." The major interrupted and replied, "The port is not under the responsibility of our department. If I put an inside line there, wouldn't that be crossing the line?"
Captain Niu held it in for a long time and said, "Okay, let's contact them as soon as possible."
…
It was almost noon.
The major found the officer in charge of intelligence gathering in the port area, and the two sides met in the work area.
"Old Ge, how's the questioning going?" the major asked on behalf of Captain Niu.
"Are you sure he has any relationship with the Code Gang?" a bald middle-aged man in his forties asked back.
"That's for sure." Captain Niu nodded.
"Wait a moment." The bald middle-aged man took out his phone, turned around and walked into the stairwell.
Captain Niu put his hands on his chest and waited anxiously.
About ten minutes later, the bald middle-aged man returned and whispered, "I contacted a spy from the code gang through the customs, and found out that six Mexicans had indeed been to the port and had contact with Xu Hu."
Captain Niu's eyes lit up: "Where is the person?"
"I'll give you a contact number. Go to the port and find the customs officer. He'll give you the information." The bald middle-aged man took a pen and wrote down a phone number. "When doing business, we have to give the other party some grease."
Captain Niu took the note and asked: "What does grease mean?"
The bald middle-aged man was stunned for a moment: "Informant fee!"
“…!” Captain Niu understood what the other party meant and looked a little speechless.
"The informant is not from the security unit. They must be paid for their work." The bald middle-aged man smiled and said, "Forget it. I'll arrange it later. You just need to contact them."
Captain Niu turned his head and looked at the major: "If there are not enough people...?"
"I have an action team ready. If you are sure, we will start arresting him." The major replied immediately.
"Okay!" Captain Niu nodded.
…
After everyone finished discussing, Captain Niu, along with his twelve team members and three local security bureau agents from Longcheng, entered Zhanan Tianhong Port at around four o'clock in the afternoon.
The other end.
Yu Jinhang was still drinking with others at the garrison at the moment. He was not one of the direct persons in charge of the case, so he did not participate in the specific investigation of the case, but was doing the aftermath work in advance.
Around half past four.
Captain Niu arrived at Tianhong Port with a dozen people. They were dressed casually and drove a low-key car.
Inside the car, Captain Niu said to the driver, "Just wait, I'll go down to meet the informant."
"Okay." The driver nodded.
Captain Niu got out of the car with three men. After turning his head to look around the street, he came to the door of a supermarket and sat under a parasol.
"Give us four glasses of orange juice." Captain Niu shouted to the shopkeeper while sitting on a chair.
"Okay, wait a moment." The other party nodded in response.
…
Longcheng City Police Department, Criminal Detention Center.
Wang Daolin sat in the interrogation room, looking at a henchman who had been caught at sea before, and asked softly, "Would you like a cigarette?"
The gang members were a little surprised: "Our case has already entered the court trial stage, why does the police department still want to interrogate us?"
Wang Daolin slowly stood up, walked up to the other person, and put a cigarette in his mouth: "I have something to ask you."
"What is it, sir?"
"I heard that the amount of cargo at sea was originally six million, but why was it found to be eight million in the end?" Wang Daolin lit the cigarette for the other party: "What's going on?"
Ma Zai took a puff of his cigarette and chose to remain silent.
Wang Daolin slowly bent down, put his hands behind his back and looked at the other person, chuckled and said, "This isn't really a secret, is it? You think I can't find out anything except asking you, right?"
The man blinked and said nothing.
"You really want to offend me?!" Wang Daolin pointed at the other person and said, "Do you believe it or not, I'll make you eat shit every day in prison? Yes, eat shit every day!"
"That's not what I meant, Commander Wang!" The other party said faintly: "It's just that..."
Under the dim light, Wang Daolin started chatting with the suspects from the Ma Gang.
…
It was around six in the evening.
Captain Niu had been sitting in the supermarket waiting for an hour and a half, but the so-called informant still didn't show up.
"This is taking too long. Do you want to call the locals?" The operator next to him was getting impatient.
Captain Niu looked down at his watch and reached out for the phone.
At this moment, a burly man in sportswear came over and reached out to grab Captain Niu's head: "Go away, get out of here, I want to sit here!"
Captain Niu looked up at the other party with a confused expression.