Reborn in 97, I solved a cold case at the Municipal Bureau

Chapter 515 Summoning Miao Dongfang (Seeking monthly votes for a chance to win big prizes)

Yang Chuan and Zhou Yi drove their car to an arcade two kilometers away.

The call I just received was from a colleague who was keeping an eye on Miao Zhuang. He said that the people from Xipinggou and the people from the arcade were about to fight, and the situation was about to get out of control.

Yang Chuan didn't have time to ask for details; after getting the specific address, he rushed over immediately.

This was completely unexpected by Zhou Yi; he couldn't understand why the two sides would start fighting.

Fortunately, it was nearby, and the police arrived in just a few minutes with their sirens blaring.

This is a pedestrian street that isn't very bustling, but there's a middle school nearby, so there are quite a few shops on both sides.

However, it was morning, and there weren't many people on the street yet. I could see a bustling crowd in front of a shop ahead.

Yang Chuan quickly led his men over and saw two groups of people confronting each other inside the store, each holding weapons such as wooden sticks, water pipes, and hammers.

They were arguing so fiercely that they almost came to blows.

A man in his late twenties was caught in the middle, repeatedly shouting for the people on both sides to step back and keep their distance.

This man was clearly an undercover officer from the county police station. If it weren't for his mediation, a fight would probably have broken out by now.

However, the crowds on both sides were so enraged that their insults and shouts drowned out his voice.

Upon seeing this, Yang Chuan immediately rushed over and shouted, "Scatter! Police!"

This loud shout startled Zhou Yi, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

The previously noisy crowd immediately quieted down and all looked over.

There was a young man shirtless, with very little flesh on his body, but his hair was as yellow as if a turd had been put on his head.

With bangs covering half his eye, he raised the wooden stick in his hand at Yang Chuan and cursed, "Your mother..."

Before he could utter the third word, Yang Chuan suddenly reached out and snatched the wooden stick from his hand, then with a swift kick, snapped the stick in two.

Yang Chuan roared, "Get lost!"

The blond-haired boy trembled with fear and involuntarily took three steps back.

Yang Chuan threw the two pieces of wooden stick he was holding on the ground, pointed at everyone with his ID in one hand and shouted, "Put down all your weapons! I'm giving you three seconds. If anyone is still holding a weapon after three seconds, I'll draw my gun! None of you are leaving here today!"

"three!"

Yang Chuan counted, and the thirty or forty people opposite him immediately threw down their weapons.

There was no other reason than Yang Chuan's imposing presence that intimidated them.

Zhou Yi was surprised; he hadn't expected Yang Chuan, who had been so polite to him, to be so domineering.

No wonder the breakfast vendor said that thugs and hooligans were like mice before a cat when they saw Zhou Xiangdong.

Judging from Yang Chuan's style of doing things, you can tell how ruthless Zhou Xiangdong is.

However, Li Linglong wasn't wrong either; this kind of behavior is acceptable these days.

But if it happens another ten years or so, and some people who don't know the truth spread it online, then the problem will be much bigger.

"Stand apart on both sides!" Yang Chuan waved his hand to signal.

The two groups obediently kept their distance.

There were fewer people standing at the entrance of the arcade, about seven or eight, who were probably from the arcade.

One of the men, probably the boss, was walking towards Yang Chuan with a smile as he took out a cigarette.

"Boss, would you like a cigarette?"

Yang Chuan glared at him and said, "Who let you come here! Go back!"

The man was turned away and could only sheepishly take two steps back.

"Dayong, what's going on?" Yang Chuan asked the young man who had been caught in the middle.

Da Yong immediately came over and quietly explained the situation. He had been keeping an eye on things outside, but Miao Zhuang just wouldn't come out no matter what.

But he couldn't go in to see what was going on, because the arcade usually didn't have many customers in the morning; it was mostly in the afternoon and evening.

While they were waiting, a large group of people suddenly appeared and blocked the entrance to the arcade, shouting that they were from Xipinggou and demanding that the other party release the person.

Then the arcade owner rushed out with a bunch of his underlings. The owner was quite polite at first, but after saying something, the two sides suddenly started arguing and brandishing their weapons.

Seeing that a fight was about to break out and fearing something bad might happen, Dayong could only call the police station first before rushing over to maintain order.

But he was still young and lacked Yang Chuan's presence, so he couldn't control the situation.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Yang Chuan waved to the arcade owner, who then hurriedly ran over with a smile.

"Are you the owner here?"

"Hello, boss. Yes, I'm the boss."

What's your last name?

"No need for formalities, my surname is Liu." Boss Liu said, and then offered him a cigarette.

Yang Chuan frowned and said, "Put it away!"

Mr. Liu quickly stuffed the cigarettes into his pocket. As a businessman, he naturally knew that the police were not to be trifled with.

Moreover, Yang Chuan was clearly the person in charge of the team, so naturally he wanted to curry favor with him.

"Are you all from Xipinggou?" Yang Chuan asked, pointing to about twenty people on the other side.

No one answered.

Yang Chuan glanced at the group of people, and finally his gaze fell on the shirtless blond guy.

The blond-haired boy was stunned by the way he broke the wooden stick. When he saw the boy looking at him, he took a step back, nodded, and whispered "yes" twice.

"Who's in charge? Has Miao Dongfang arrived?" Yang Chuan asked loudly.

Zhou Yi had just been observing the crowd and noticed that they were all young people, the youngest being like Xiao Huangmao, around eighteen or nineteen years old, and the oldest not exceeding thirty.

This means that all those who came were young and strong, so Miao Dongfang was definitely not among them.

At this moment, a dark-skinned young man who was over 1.8 meters tall stepped forward and replied, "Uncle Dong didn't come."

Yang Chuan sized him up: "Are you the leader?"

"That's it."

Yang Chuan waved: "Come here, come here."

The young man hesitated for a moment, then walked over.

"What's it called?"

"Miao Tiejun." The young man held his head high, a stark contrast to the meek and submissive Boss Liu beside him.

"You two, tell me, what happened? Why did you start fighting?"

"Boss, it's like this..." Mr. Liu was about to speak.

Miao Tiejun hurriedly interjected, "These bastards are holding my brother hostage! We're here to get him back!"

"Hey, that kid borrowed money and didn't pay it back. You guys came and didn't even pay it back for him. You even tried to smash up my shop. You still think you're right?" Boss Liu was not polite to Miao Tiejun.

Zhou Yi immediately understood: Miao Zhuang had probably gotten carried away and had asked the boss for money or to buy on credit.

No wonder I didn't come out all night, turns out I was short of money and they withheld it.

I guess they just got through on the phone this morning, asking people from Xipinggou to come and pay ransom, but the other side wasn't going to back down either, and a whole bunch of them showed up.

That's exactly what happened. Yang Chuan warned them that if they kept arguing, he would handcuff them and then make them talk one by one.

Mr. Liu said with a forced smile, "Boss, that kid came last night and played the slot machines. He was on a winning streak at first and won a lot of money. So he got a little carried away and then lost everything. Then he came to the store wanting to buy on credit."

“I didn’t agree to it in the first place, but now that everyone’s asking for credit, how am I supposed to do business? I’m just a small business owner, not a charity.”

Yang Chuan said impatiently, "Get to the point. Stop rambling. Do you think you're going to be a stand-up comedian on the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, I was wrong. I don't usually lend money on credit, but this kid said his family is very rich and owns a quarry in that Xipinggou. He sounded so confident that I lent him the money."

"It turned out that this kid had really bad luck and lost more than 300 yuan, but he still wanted to buy more on credit. I wouldn't let him, and I made him call someone to come and pay back the money. But no one answered the phone no matter how many times he called, so I started to wonder if this kid was trying to cheat me, so I detained him."

"We finally got through this morning and they said they'd have people from their village come and give us the money." Mr. Liu looked at Miao Tiejun, spread his hands helplessly, and said, "But when these people came, they wouldn't pay us back. They just said we were trying to extort money and that they'd smash up my shop if we didn't release the people."

"Sir, is there no law left in this world...?"

Yang Chuan sneered: "Law? Are the gambling machines in your arcade legal?" Boss Liu was stunned for a moment and said awkwardly: "Well... business is tough these days, and besides, every household has these things."

Yang Chuan ignored him and turned to ask Miao Tiejun, "And you, what's your reason?"

Miao Tiejun, sticking his neck out, said, "They're trying to extort money from me. They deliberately set a trap for my brother. Uncle Dong said he won't give us a single penny. Who's afraid of who?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi realized that although gambling machines were indeed illegal, the proceeds and debts from illegal operations were not protected by law.

Even so, Xipinggou is quite arrogant. After all, Miao Zhuang is twenty-one years old. Even the most foolish adult has to take responsibility for his actions.

Mr. Liu got angry: "Who's trying to scam me? Did I force him to play?"

Miao Tiejun glared at Boss Liu, his fists clenched and veins bulging: "You even hit my brother! This isn't over yet!"

If it weren't for the police, judging from Miao Tiejun's posture, he probably would have thrown a punch.

Yang Chuan immediately frowned and asked, "Where is Miao Zhuangren?"

Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to stop them, but it was too late.

So far, no one has mentioned Miao Zhuang's name.

However, Miao Tiejun seemed oblivious to anything amiss, pointing at Boss Liu and saying, "He's locked him up."

Yang Chuan said, "Bring the person out here."

Within two minutes, Boss Liu had someone bring out Miao Zhuang, who had a bruised and swollen face.

It's clear this kid suffered a lot last night.

As soon as Miao Zhuang came out, he saw Miao Tiejun and cried out, "Brother Tiejun, please save me! They not only beat me, but they also peed on me! Waaaaah..."

Upon hearing this, Miao Tiejun flew into a rage, grabbed Boss Liu by the collar, and slammed his fist, as big as a clay pot, into Boss Liu's face.

Zhou Yi reacted quickly, reaching out to grab Miao Tiejun's arm. However, he didn't expect Miao Tiejun to be so strong that Zhou Yi felt himself being pulled along. Fortunately, he immediately exerted his strength to steady himself.

Miao Tiejun's fist stopped just inches from Boss Liu's face, scaring Boss Liu so much that his face turned pale.

"You son of a bitch!" Miao Tiejun turned around and glared angrily.

His gaze sent a chill down Zhou Yi's spine, for Miao Tiejun's eyes were like knives, their fierceness and malevolence bursting forth without any attempt to conceal them.

That look in his eyes is an instinctive reflection of his true inner self.

The last person Zhou Yi had ever seen with that kind of look was Meng Dahai, the scarred-eyed member of Long Zhiqiang's gang.

The veteran detective's intuition immediately brought two words to Zhou Yi's mind: It was him!
Without hesitation, Zhou Yi exerted force with both hands, trying to control the person with a backhand grappling technique.

Unexpectedly, Miao Tiejun reacted quickly and immediately released Boss Liu in an attempt to resist.

Yang Chuan considered himself average at using his brain, but when it came to physical combat, he was fearless.

Yang Chuan suddenly kicked Miao Tiejun in the back of the knee, causing Miao Tiejun to lose his balance and fall to his knees with a thud.

Zhou Yi then pressed his entire weight down on the person, pinning them to the ground.

Yang Chuan quickly grabbed Miao Tiejun's other arm and scolded, "How dare you! You dare to hit someone in front of the police? You've gone too far!"

"Let me go! Let me go! Let's fight one-on-one if you dare!" Miao Tiejun roared.

The young men from Xipinggou behind them immediately became anxious, grabbed the weapons they had just thrown on the ground, and rushed forward to help.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out!
The birds in the surrounding trees fluttered their wings and fled.

Yang Chuan raised his gun to the sky with his right hand, glared at the group, and shouted, "Back off!"

Originally, everyone on the street came out to see what was going on.

As soon as the gun went off, all the people ran back to their shops, hiding behind the doors and peeking out to watch the commotion.

Da Yong and the others immediately came to help.

First, they handcuffed Miao Tiejun, and then they put Miao Zhuang and Boss Liu into the police car.

Things have come to this point, and there's no way they can end well.

At the very least, it violates the Public Security Administration Punishment Law, and the arcade will definitely have to be shut down. This Mr. Liu is probably also suspected of illegal detention. After all, it's one thing to detain someone for owing money, but to also beat and insult someone changes the nature of the offense.

Mr. Liu, looking aggrieved, kept crying and complaining that it was all his underlings' doing and had nothing to do with him. He said that after detaining Miao Zhuang last night, he went home.

Yang Chuan immediately instructed Da Yong to call for backup from the bureau and bring back the three henchmen who had stayed at the arcade to guard Miao Zhuang the previous night.

Subsequent interrogation confirmed that Boss Liu did not instruct his underlings to beat Miao Zhuang, but before he left, he locked the thin Miao Zhuang in an empty dog ​​cage.

After he left, Miao Zhuang cried and begged the three men to release him, but they not only refused but also mocked him, which caused Miao Zhuang to curse them and threaten to kill them when the villagers came the next day.

As a result, he was beaten and humiliated by the three men.

Therefore, when Miao Zhuang got through to the village committee this morning, he immediately cried and shouted into the phone that he had been beaten all night and begged Uncle Dong to save him.

That's why so many people came in such a large group, and a conflict broke out as soon as they arrived.

As for the others in Xipinggou, due to their large numbers and because Da Yong intervened in time, apart from Miao Tiejun, the others were not considered to have committed any crimes and could only be dispersed on the spot.

Yang Chuan put away his gun and said, "Everyone, disperse, disperse. Go back and be good people. Go to work or farm. Don't be like those people who fight and kill all the time. If you're really not satisfied, come to the police station and I'll fight you!"

In reality, most arrogant people are not stupid; they are just bad.

Zhou Yi had actually realized this a long time ago. He had witnessed it when he followed Zhang Ning as a beat cop in his previous life. No matter how arrogant a thug or a rogue was outside, once he entered the police station, he would squat down with his hands behind his head and say, "Officer, I was wrong."

Besides, Yang Chuan just fired a shot. With the truth on his side, who dares to say another word?

Even Miao Tiejun, who was as strong as an ox, became docile.

"Brother Chuan, we can get Director Li to sign off on summoning Miao Dongfang now," Zhou Yi said.

Yang Chuan was taken aback: "Didn't you say..."

Suddenly, he realized something and pointed at Miao Tiejun, who was being put into the police car, saying, "You mean..."

Zhou Yi nodded: "It's most likely him."

Miao Tiejun's willingness to speak out shows that he is an outstanding figure among the younger generation in Xipinggou.

He did exactly what Miao Dongfang said, which shows that he listened to Uncle Dong's every word.

Add to that his violent nature and ox-like strength, and isn't he the perfect accomplice for Miao Dongfang?
Although it is a clan, the fewer people who know about a murder, the better. If Miao Dongfang is looking for someone, he should naturally look for the most trustworthy person.

Upon hearing this, Yang Chuan was immediately excited, because he had just been discussing with Zhou Yi the matter of summoning Miao Dongfang, and was worried that the accomplices might escape while keeping watch and be difficult to catch later.

He had no doubt about Zhou Yi's judgment.

"Let's go, let's go back quickly." The two walked towards the police car.

Zhou Yi casually glanced back at the group of Xipinggou villagers behind him, who seemed at a loss and about to disperse.

Suddenly, his steps faltered slightly.

"What's wrong?" Yang Chuan asked.

"Where did that blond-haired guy go?" Zhou Yi said, turning back to try and find the shirtless blond-haired guy in the crowd.

However, nothing was found.

Then, his gaze swept past the group of people and landed about thirty or forty meters away.

At the entrance of a small shop, the blond-haired guy was on the phone.

Zhou Yi rushed over in one stride, pointed at the blond-haired boy, and shouted, "Put down the phone!"

The blond-haired boy looked up and saw someone pointing at him menacingly as they charged towards him, which startled him.

Zhou Yi rushed over and snatched the phone from his hand. He heard a busy tone from the other end of the line.

"Who did you call?" Zhou Yi asked sternly.

The blond-haired boy stammered, "Uncle... Uncle Dong."

"What did you say?"

"So...so you're saying that Brother Tiejun was...was arrested by the police."

At this moment, Yang Chuan caught up and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yi grabbed Yang Chuan and ran towards the police car: "Brother Chuan, hurry to Xipinggou, this kid called Miao Dongfang!"

"The old man might run away!"

(End of this chapter)