Hu Pingtao looked at her: "Then what do you mean?"

Wang Xiuli was so anxious that she was incoherent: "I just thought...I'm not targeting him...my car was smashed, who can't get over it!"

Hu Pingtao cut the mess quickly: "Okay, don't say anything anymore. Anyway, the facts are clear. I suggest you solve it privately. If you don't want to, that's fine. Just go through the judicial process and argue clearly in court. See

What will the judge decide in the end?"

After speaking, he turned to Zhao Wei: "You too, this car is very light, the floor you live on is not high, and there is no place to park outside, so just put some effort into your own home. Of course, I am just giving you a rational suggestion. Specifics

What to do is your business."

After watching him finish the transcript and both parties signing, Zhang Juan leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Is this matter over?"

Hu Pingtao looked at her sideways: "What else?"

Zhang Juan said angrily: "I'm a programmer, and you handle it like this... It's hard for me to handle it here!"

Hu Pingtao couldn't help but laugh: "You think you're writing a TV series! You're going through a lot of twists and turns. I don't have time to mess with you. I still have to go to work!"

Zhang Juan chuckled softly: "I finally understand what you said."

Hu Pingtao asked: "Which sentence?"

"If there is reason, we should go to the police, but if there is no reason, we should go to reporters." Zhang Juan laughed at herself: "After doing this for a long time, I am a supporter of those people who have no reason."

Hu Pingtao was happy: "Don't be sentimental, just do whatever you need to do."

At this time, the cell phone rang, and it was the number from the office.

Mi Qiunan's voice came from the microphone: "Director, someone called the police on Yongping Road, please rush to deal with it as soon as possible."

Looking at Hu Pingtao who nodded in agreement, Zhang Juan asked: "Is there a case?"

Hu Pingtao said "hmm" and asked, "Are you interested in following me and taking a look?"

Zhang Juan quickly replied: "Okay, okay, okay, I'm just waiting for your words."

When doing a people's livelihood column, collecting materials is also work.

…

Yongping Road, Jixiang Supermarket.

This is a small supermarket, covering an area of ​​more than 100 square meters. There are a wide range of products on the shelves, including tobacco, wine, tea and sugar.

Seeing an electric car with blue and white police markings parked on the side of the road, a sturdy middle-aged man trotted out of the store and shouted impatiently: "Okay, okay, we're here..."

Comrade police, you are finally here."

Hu Pingtao said hello with a smile and asked, "What happened?"

The middle-aged man's face turned red and he spoke very quickly, wishing he could explain the matter clearly in just a few seconds: "I...my name is Gao Yong, this store is opened by my wife and I. There was a stinker in the store today.

Shameless old bastard, you cheated me out of my cigarettes and money. My stupid wife... was so stupid that I couldn't describe it. She almost fell for it. Fortunately, I came back in time and caught this shameless old bastard.

fraud."

As he spoke, he turned around and pointed towards the store.

Deep in the shelf, a middle-aged man wearing a light gray jacket squatted on the ground. A young man stood next to him, holding his shoulders with both hands.

"That's him! That's him!" The male shopkeeper turned back to the store and dragged the man out together with the young man.

Hu Pingtao told Wang Gui to open the law enforcement recorder as usual, took out the transcript himself, looked at the other party carefully, and asked seriously: "What's your name?"

"My name is Gao Yong." The male shopkeeper obviously didn't understand who he was referring to. He rushed to answer and raised his hand to point at the woman standing at the counter: "That's my wife, her name is Zhou Xianghong."

Hu Pingtao couldn't help but laugh, so he conveniently wrote these two names in the notebook without correcting himself.

People eat all kinds of cereals and have different temperaments. The police station has to deal with various affairs and deal with all kinds of people every day. Hu Pingtao has encountered an impatient type like Gao Yong before, so he is not surprised.

He then pointed at the middle-aged man whose shoulders were firmly held by Gao Yong and the young man, and asked: "What about you?"

The other person lowered his head, with a look of frustration mixed with fear, and his voice was very low: "...I...I..."

There was only one word "I" and we talked back and forth for two minutes.

Hu Pingtao could figure out the other person's psychology. He said in a serious tone: "Answer my questions honestly. I will be lenient if I confess, and I will be lenient if I resist. This matter is not as simple as you think, and don't take chances. Now is the time.

Working online, you can check your ID card and find out the relevant information on the computer."

After a pause, he continued: "Even if you don't have an ID card, the fingerprint comparison is the same. You should have bought social security, and the sub-district office where your household registration is located has also made relevant registrations. So don't always be "me, me, me",

It’s boring, don’t think you can fool us this way.”

The man completely lost his temper after being told that. After a moment of silence, he murmured: "...my name is Liu Yanchang."

Hu Pingtao was taking notes: "Tell me, what's going on?"

The female shopkeeper Zhou Xianghong stood by and watched for a long time. Like her husband Zhou Yong, she also had a fiery temper. Before Liu Yanchang could speak, she ran over from behind the counter and hurriedly said: "He cheated me of the cigarettes!"

"I slept late last night, and the door opened a little later than usual today. We came here to do business from out of town. Although we bought a house in the provincial capital, it is far away from here, outside the Second Ring Road. This store belongs to a friend, and we

Rent it and open a shop, run it on a small scale, and just make a living."

"There are old communities around here, and there are no dedicated parking lots. There are temporary parking spaces on the roadside, and they are charged by the hour. The price is too high, and no one can bear it for a long time. My husband discussed it with the property management of the community next to him, and usually

We park our car inside and it costs 150 yuan a month. We give priority to the owners in the yard. If there is space, we will park. If there is not enough space, we will drive the car out."

"When I woke up in the morning, I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and opened the store. My husband received a call from the property management of the community, saying that he was blocking other people's cars and asked us to move over. My husband rushed over before he even had time to eat breakfast, and I was guarding the store."

"Then he came." Zhou Xianghong pointed at Liu Yanchang, her chubby face full of anger: "He was riding an electric bicycle, parked outside, came to the store and said he wanted to buy Dachongjiu, and he opened his mouth

Just one."

"Dachongjiu" is a famous cigarette in Yunnan Province. It was created to commemorate the "Chongjiu" uprising in Yunnan Province in response to the Revolution of 1911 to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and implement the Republic. Dachongjiu is a high-end cigarette with a market price of 100 yuan per pack.

, one thousand yuan a piece.

The group of smokers is also divided into three, six and nine. Smoking a heavy nine that can afford a hundred yuan a pack is exclusive to the wealthy class. This kind of cigarette can be bought in many grocery stores. After all, it is needed for some special occasions.

Zhou Xianghong continued: "Normally, few people buy this kind of cigarettes. I usually buy them, mostly "Ruanzhen", "Ziyun", and "Yuxi". There are only four "Dachongjiu" in the store. This is the first time I buy them.

The goods have been kept in the store, and I sold a few boxes in bits and pieces, but there are still three complete ones left."

"He asked for a whole cigarette, of course I was happy! So I gave it to him and he paid for it. But not long after he went out with the cigarette, he came back and said there was something wrong with my cigarette."

"He tore open the package in front of me and took out the cigarettes one by one. He said that there was a red line on the outside of the genuine "Dachongjiu" cigarette package and that it was an anti-counterfeiting mark. I said this was impossible.

Ah! Is there any opening hours for selling cigarettes in my store?

It’s been a short time, it’s been several years in total, and I’ve never heard of any red lines on Dachongjiu cigarette boxes. I asked him, “Did you make a mistake?” He said no, and kept complaining that there was something wrong with my cigarettes.

, so I have to change it for him."

With that said, Zhou Xianghong turned back to the counter, bent down and took out the torn package from under the table: "Look, this is what he tore up at that time. The cigarettes I have here are all whole, after tearing them apart they only

It can be sold at retail. I said at that time: I won’t be able to do business if you do this.”

"But he kept saying that my cigarettes were fake and that he had to let me exchange them for him. He also said that if he didn't exchange them, he wouldn't want them anymore, and he asked me to refund the 1,000 yuan I just gave him."

"We open a store and do business to make money. People like him who say there is something wrong with the cigarettes and need to be replaced are often encountered. Anyway, I don't believe there is something wrong with the cigarettes. After all, they are purchased from regular channels.

, you don’t want anyone else to ask for it, especially since this is the first business we opened today, and I don’t want to cause trouble for myself, so I agreed and gave him a new one.”

"But after he left with the replacement cigarette, he came back a few minutes later and insisted that there was something wrong with my cigarette and asked me to change it."

Hu Pingtao was taking notes and asked without raising his head: "He didn't tear the package this time?"

Zhou Xianghong was stunned for a moment and asked curiously: "How do you know?"

Hu Pingtao smiled casually: "Didn't you say before that at the beginning of the year, I bought four big heavy nines and sold a few boxes, and there were still three left? When he changed cigarettes for the first time, you must have said that he should tear them apart.

You won’t change the packaging or anything like that. Your store is not big, and you said yourself that you only open a store to make some money.

For living expenses, a thousand yuan business is considered a big deal. I rarely encounter people buying "Dachongjiu" in whole pieces. It's okay to keep a few boxes for retail sale in the store. According to your idea, it is the first time to exchange for scattered ones.

Give him cigarettes, but if a similar situation happens again, you will never agree to it."

Zhou Xianghong suddenly understood and was convinced, nodding her head repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, that's it. Comrade policeman, you are really awesome. That was the situation at that time. He came in with the cigarette he had just exchanged and said that it was also a fake.

I got angry at that time and asked him what evidence he had? He still said the same thing, there is no red line on the cigarette box, so it is fake."

"I said this was impossible. The cigarettes in my store were all purchased from tobacco companies and could not be fake. He said he would not buy them and asked me to refund the money to him."

"I said, why are you like this? But he tried to kill me for selling fake cigarettes. He was so noisy that I had no choice but to change my cigarette."

"He left with a cigarette and came back after a while."

Hearing this, Wang Gui, who was filming with a law enforcement recorder, was also amused: "This time he still said that the cigarettes were fake?"

The boss, Nian Zhou Xianghong, spread out his hands: "Yes! This time and again, he made me lose my temper. I told him that there were only three big nines in my store, and you kept saying they were cigarettes.

If there is a problem, let me exchange it for you. I keep doing it over and over again. Anyway, I don’t have any more in the store. You can tell me what to do?"

"He was not happy when he heard it. He said that if he spent money to buy fake things, he must hold me responsible, otherwise he would call the Industry and Commerce Bureau."

"My man came back just at this time."

Zhou Yong picked up the conversation from the side: "I moved the car out of the yard next to me, and when I came back, I saw him and my wife arguing. I asked about the situation and felt that there was something wrong."

Hu Pingtao raised his head and asked with interest: "Do you think he is lying to you?"

"Definitely!" Zhou Yong said in a loud voice: "I often meet people who buy cigarettes for cigarettes, but those people just tear open the cigarette packs and feel that the taste is not right after smoking. In the past, we just opened the store
To be continued...