You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 56 How did the old-timers stake out the place?
June 16th, 10:00 AM.

Inside a Santana sedan opposite the Post Office Bank in the Chengbei District.

He Jinbo sat in the passenger seat, his legs propped up on the control panel, arms crossed over his chest, head drooping, and emitting long snores.

Xu Guoliang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was also dozing off, occasionally sniffing his nose. After being woken up by He Jinbo's smelly feet, he rubbed his nose with his fingers and immediately fell asleep again.

Yesterday, he was supposed to be with Zheng Kang and the others conducting a search on Jianmin Road, but today He Jinbo wanted to find an experienced arrester to partner with him. Besides, he had been working with a few veterans for many years, and they had a good working relationship.

Yes, they were keeping watch while simultaneously taking a nap in perfect unison.

Besides the two of them, there was also a cat sitting in the back seat of the car.

With dark circles under his eyes, Maozi was observing the activity at the bank entrance very carefully. Whenever he saw someone suspicious, he would immediately tug at his master's arm.

"Master, there are two suspicious people who just passed by the bank and were peeking into the doorway."

He Jinbo shook off his hand, not even opening his eyes, and muttered, "I'm telling you, don't just assume someone is suspicious just because you see them. I'm tempted to rob a bank whenever I pass by, so what's wrong with someone just glancing at me?"
Besides, if anyone tries to withdraw money from the bank using Sun Lu's deposit slip, the bank will notify us. Don't make such a fuss!

Cat said aggrievedly, "Master, if that's the case, why are we still keeping watch here? I analyzed it before, the 800 yuan stolen by the perpetrators in the 6*14 case will definitely last for a while."

It's impossible for them to come to withdraw money. Even if they did, they probably wouldn't do it in our northern district. Instead of wasting time here, we might as well help Uncle Zheng investigate.

Uncle Zheng and the others have already drawn a sketch of the suspect; this lead is more reliable.

He Jinbo opened his eyes, changed his posture, glanced at the gap in the seat, and sneered: "You analyzed it? Cat, don't be so proud. This is a clue that Yang Jinwen deduced."

Also, we definitely need to keep an eye on the banks. Criminals can be quite irrational at times, and we can't judge them using normal thinking.

You said they wouldn't withdraw the money, but what if they're bold enough to do the opposite and come to withdraw it? Don't you agree, Lao Xu?

Xu Guoliang rubbed his nose, his eyes still sleepy, and said, "Old He, how many days has it been since you washed your socks? Can you put your shoes on?"

"Does it smell bad?" He Jinbo himself didn't feel anything. He touched his toes and smelled his fingers: "It smells like fermented black beans."

Seeing his nonchalant attitude, Xu Guoliang wished he could shoot him dead.

He Jinbo tapped his fingers and ordered, "Since we're just idling around anyway, let's take a trip to the south of the city and see how that old bastard Liao Guohua is making his plans."

Cat said excitedly, "Sure, it's good to go check on the situation at our friendly forces."

Xu Guoliang chuckled, but Maozi had no idea what he was laughing at.

But he instantly understood. Xu Guoliang started the car, shifted gears, and stepped hard on the accelerator, and the Santana shot forward.

"Ouch!"

He Jinbo leaned forward, his buttocks landing on the edge of the seat, and he let out a scream.

"Old Xu, you bastard, you ambushed me!"

Xu Guoliang pursed his lips and ignored him, but his mood improved considerably in an instant.

They are currently located on the edge of the south side of the city. After driving across the 800-meter-long bridge, the opposite side is the South City District, which is under the jurisdiction of the South City Branch Bureau.

He Jinbo and Liao Guohua tacitly chose to keep watch at banks on the outskirts of their jurisdiction, thinking that the criminals might withdraw money from other areas, giving the local police no time to react and allowing them to escape to another jurisdiction.

It's not that you have to ask permission before making an arrest in another region. In an emergency, as long as it's not a large compound, criminal police can break in. It's just that they are not familiar with the geographical area of ​​other jurisdictions, so there is a possibility that the criminals can escape.

The "friendly forces" that Maozi just mentioned actually mean that He Jinbo and his group were keeping watch at the bank on this side of the bridge, while Liao Guohua was staking out the bank on the other side of the bridge.

It's a bit like two different military units working together to snipe at a nobody's life.

Soon, the Santana arrived at the post office bank on the other side of the bridge. Contrary to expectations, Cat had assumed that the colleagues from the South City Branch would be heavily armed and closely monitoring passersby.

But the bank entrance was quiet, just like my own back home.

But He Jinbo and Xu Guoliang, being veteran investigators, immediately recognized that the fortune teller setting up a stall outside the bank was Lao Jiang, an old hand from the Chengnan branch of the police force.

This old Jiang's name is Jiang Xing, nicknamed "Jiang the Pudge". He used to be in the anti-pickpocketing team. When catching pickpockets on buses, Old Jiang would just shove and pull, dragging the suspects down.

He Jinbo and Xu Guoliang were very familiar with him, having dealt with him many times before.

Inside the Santana.

Xu Guoliang laughed and pointed at Old Jiang, who was squatting at the bank entrance.

"Damn, this Jiang is awesome! He used to pretend to be a lame old man on the bus when he was fighting pickpockets. This time he pretended to be a fortune teller, and he looked so sleazy. It's hilarious!"

He Jinbo also covered his mouth and laughed, pointing to the watermelon stall across the street.

"Old Xu, look at that bastard, isn't he Old Fu?"

"Hey, it really is him!"

Xu Guoliang swallowed hard, his laughter growing even more unrestrained: "Did Lao Fu also work as an anti-pickpocket before?"

You know what, those two jerks are really good at acting. Look, Old Fu's weighing watermelons for someone, and damn it, the customer thinks they're too expensive and doesn't want them. Look how angry Old Fu is!

He Jinbo saw that Lao Fu's face was long and he cursed viciously at the customer's back.

He used a watermelon knife to cut the watermelon in half, took a bite of it, and then took a bite.

"Haha..." He Jinbo clutched his stomach, laughing uncontrollably: "This old man's acting is fucking perfect."

Xu Guoliang parked the car on the side of the road, and he and He Jinbo were very interested in finding these old-timers from the Chengbei Branch.

"Old He, look at the malt candy vendor across the street, isn't that Liao Guohua?"

"Where? Where?"

He Jinbo's curiosity was piqued, and he followed Xu Guoliang's gaze.

Across the street, Liao Guohua, wearing a straw hat, squatted in the corner, looking just like an old farmer who had come to the city.

He had a bamboo basket on his back in front of him and two iron plates in his hands, which he was tapping together.

He Jinbo recognized him, and his laughter was almost unstoppable, even bringing tears to his eyes.

"Damn, this old Liao is ruthless! He personally took on the role, and you have to admit he acted quite well..." He Jinbo couldn't continue, his stomach hurting from laughing.

Xu Guoliang's face cramped from laughing. He suggested, "Shall we drive over there, honk the horn, and scare him?"

He Jinbo nodded, and the two of them were about to tease Liao Guohua.

But suddenly, Liao Guohua pulled a walkie-talkie out of his pocket, and almost in the blink of an eye, he stood up abruptly.

At the same time, Lao Fu across the street, Jiang Bala at the bank entrance, and three or four other plainclothes officers suddenly rushed into the bank.

Without saying a word, they had already drawn their pistols from their waists, moving with great agility and speed.

Upon seeing this, He Jinbo and Xu Guoliang's smiles froze on their faces, and they could no longer smile...

(End of this chapter)