Chapter 624 Eight-Fingered Xie Dachuan

Chen Yi stretched the timeline to more than thirty years ago.

When Zhong Liyun first left the orphanage, what was the street like at that time?

He is a person with obvious traces in his heart. This can be seen from several things. So who would he meet thirty years ago? What happened? Did it have any impact on his psychology? Did it influence his subsequent behavior pattern?

Thirty years ago, around the time when Old Wu Gang started working, he was in his twenties, had dreams, and his passion for work was at its peak.

"Ah..." Old Wu's eyes were full of reminiscence, "The 1980s and 1990s are incomparable to now."

He talked about the past when he first wore police uniform.

Public security cases were very common in that era, and property embezzlement crimes were not bad. More serious cases would make every police officer extremely busy and unable to sleep for days and nights.

In an era when criminal investigation technology was backward, it was extremely difficult to detect cases.

If unfortunately there is a murder case, most of the police officers will be transferred, and other cases will not be taken care of at all. It is really a non-stop situation.

Things are much better now. In the Internet information age, the overall crime detection rate has soared.

In addition to individual crimes, organized evil forces are also rampant in the shadow corners of the city. Underground casinos, smuggling and trafficking, extortion, pornographic venues, pirated optical discs, etc. are all normal.

Society is developing rapidly, and the emergence of new things will lead to new illegal activities. For example, pirated optical discs are popular all over the country, so manufacturers who steal copyrights have emerged.

In addition to pirated CDs, there are also pirated books, pirated tapes, etc.

It is difficult to control and impossible to control.

Even now, when copyright is taken seriously, many people go to watch gun movies and pirated novels on illegal websites, showing no respect for the fruits of the creator's labor.

This is a kind of "culture" among Chinese people. Saving money is the most important thing. Others don't matter. Why spend money when it can be free? Isn't that a fool?

It is understandable that the economy does not allow us to choose other methods. From another perspective, at least pirated books have helped many students.

Back then, ordinary people only knew how to spend the minimum amount of money to buy their favorite entertainment items, but they had no idea about the illegal profit chain behind it. Even the word "piracy" became a common vocabulary in daily life. When entering a store, they would ask the boss Are there any pirated copies?

How could it possibly be a serious thing after adding a stolen word?

After listening to what Lao Wu said, Chen Yi felt that the other party was missing something, so he said: "There were a lot of professional beggars at that time, right?"

Zhong Liyun said that after leaving the orphanage, he made a living by wandering and picking up garbage until he met Xiang Shi in the video hall, which marked the first turning point in his miserable life.

Of course Chen Yi didn't believe it, at least not completely. If he could tell the truth, there would be no need to come to see Lao Wu today.

So how could a child survive or even make money while wandering the streets in the 1980s and 1990s?

Chen Yi first thought of begging.

Beggar could be called a [profession] at that time.

Those born in the 1980s and 1990s recalled that when they were young, beggars would come to their homes from time to time to beg. At first, they were really poor people, mostly the elderly, children, and women with children. Young adults were rarely seen.

As time went by, some young and middle-aged people also joined the army of beggars and became beggars. Gradually, beggars, a part-time job that was originally a last resort due to life difficulties, turned into a full-time job with additional skills.

In the beginning, beggars didn’t care whether the alms given by others were rice or money, a dime? How much? piece? It doesn't matter, as long as I don't starve to death, I'll be thankful.

However, when professional beggars joined the begging team, they began to be picky about those who gave alms, asking for no food, and a dime was too little. Later, begging groups developed, and even broke the law.

One person would take a broken musical instrument and go to the door of a wealthy person's house to play and beat them randomly, ranging from dozens to hundreds.

Passive acceptance turns into forced begging, good and evil are just a matter of thoughts.

It is said that when the profession of beggar was at its peak, one person could earn hundreds of thousands a year.

Hundreds of thousands, how much could one earn in a normal year in the 1990s and 00s?

Profit will breed evil forces, and professional gangs will appear. Some crazy suspects will also steal children to develop their teams. Not all those who disappeared mysteriously were sold to good families.

The bastard that Chen Yi killed on Sendong Island before was doing the disgusting thing of harvesting and cutting crops. It would be easier to kill him with one shot.

Old Wu nodded: "Yes, of course... Oh, I understand what Chen Xun means. You want to say professional beggars, right? We have indeed rescued many children. In the most serious case, the victim's hands and feet were broken. Dongli Criminal Investigation The corps took personal command and destroyed these incompetent gangs.”

Chen Yi: "Is Zhong Liyun involved?"

Lao Wu: "I don't remember it. No crime can be completely eliminated. There may be omissions."

His answer was more conservative. If there were ten gangs in Dongli back then, it would be good if seven or eight could be eliminated. Maybe Zhong Liyun was in the remaining one or two gangs?

"Then...Old Wu, if I want to know more about the inside story of crime in the 1980s and 1990s, who should I go to?"

Chen Yi realized that it was time to replace someone again. He got Ji Hao's name from Lao Wu, and there was still some gain.

Old Wu understood that the other party wanted to find the person who committed the crime. The police knew far less than the suspect himself. Regardless of the dense writing in the transcript, if he could explain 80 or 90% of the time, he would be confessing.

"I have to think about it." Old Wu recalled carefully, and it took a long time this time.

Chen Yi was not in a hurry and waited patiently.

Five minutes later, Old Wu's eyes lit up and he looked up and said, "Eight-fingered Xie Dachuan! I almost forgot about this person. Xie means thank you, Da means big or small, and Chuan means mountains and rivers."

Chen Yi: "What do you do?"

Old Wu: "In the early years, he was a famous gangster in our area. He went to pornographic places to look for the wind, went to underground casinos to watch the scene, pretended to be a disabled person to beg, and even helped people transport wild animals... I can't remember them all. He is a rare all-rounder.

Don't look at him as just a small figure. Almost all the people on the road knew Dachuan. Among the confessions of ten people, at least five or six mentioned his name."

Chen Yi became interested. The other party should be the kind of person with little ability. But those who are willing to try: "Then he should be a smooth guy, how come he has eight fingers."

Old Wu laughed and said: "The casino cheated and had his fingers chopped off twice in a row. Do you know what the most outrageous thing is? When his second finger was chopped off, the first finger was still wrapped with a bandage.

When the police arrived, he had already wrapped the bandage on the first finger to the second broken finger, saying that there was hemostatic medicine on it.

I can't help but accept it. It's really a secondary use. I was not the one who went to the police. I came back and heard from my colleagues that they were shocked."

Chen Yi: "..."

The other five people: "..."

How to say it, bold, or a lack of brains?

It sounds like he is a ruthless character. He is ruthless to himself and even more ruthless to others. If his IQ is high, it will be no problem for him to make a name for himself, but it is also easy to go to jail.

"What is he doing now?" Chen Yi asked.

Old Wu: "What can a 60-year-old do? I saw him once a few years ago. He was selling fruit on Maple Street. I don't know if he is still selling now. He won't change his career easily at this age.

Chen Xun wants to know more about what happened back then. I think it's right to ask him. He is well-informed. Oh, yes, he was also an intelligence dealer. He sold the intelligence of one company to another, and then sold the intelligence of the other company back. Later, he was chased and beaten by the two companies and ran to the police station."

Chen Yi laughed: "Really... a very strange person."

Old Wu: "Who said he wasn't."

Chen Yi decided to meet him. After asking for the exact location of the fruit stall, he thanked him and left Old Wu's house.

Old Wu was very enthusiastic and insisted on sending him downstairs in person. Finally, he watched the special case team leave.

"You are almost retired and still think about me. It seems that I am still very useful. I hope I can help them."

Old Wu hummed a little song and kicked off his slippers to enter the unit door.

The vehicle started, and the special case team went straight to the next destination.

Maple Leaf Street is basically an old neighborhood with a strong market atmosphere. There are very few people driving, most of them ride electric bikes or bicycles. The pedestrians are basically ordinary people, and few are dressed in fancy clothes.

[Xie Dachuan Fruit Shop].

Such a conspicuous sign doesn't even need to be found, Chen Yi and the other six people walked over.

Xie Dachuan has a round head and round face, a fat body, and the hair on his head is less than half an inch white. At this time, he is arguing with a woman who is buying fruit.

"These apples are three pounds? You are deceiving me, right!" The woman was furious after learning the weight.

Xie Dachuan glared: "I have been working here for so many years, how could I deceive you!!"

The woman didn't believe it: "I want to go somewhere else to weigh it again, you come with me!"

Xie Dachuan: "Looking for trouble, right?! I won't sell it!"

Chen Yi approached, tilted his head and looked at the half-blocked plastic label at the door of the shop, revealing four words of warning merchants.

If I guessed correctly, there should be a yellow card for short weight in front.

Read together: Yellow card warning for short weight.

It seems that this woman is not a resident nearby, or Xie Dachuan has just been warned and the news has not spread.

Seeing that Xie Dachuan stopped selling, the woman became more and more convinced that the other party was short weight. She was a serious person and was ready to defend her rights.

"Xie Dachuan." Chen Yi shouted.

Xie Dachuan turned his head subconsciously, and his eyes swept across Chen Yi and the other six people. He felt that all his muscles were tense. He quickly stuffed several more big apples into the bag and told the woman that three kilograms was enough.

The woman was stunned. These apples were more than three kilograms.

She didn't think much about it. She snorted and paid and prepared to leave.

Chen Yi raised his hand to point to the deliberately obscured label and smiled: "Xie Dachuan, if the market supervision knows about this, it will not be as simple as a warning."

Hearing this, Xie Dachuan pulled off the plastic sheet happily, revealing ten eye-catching big words.

The woman had loaded the apples and was about to start the electric car. When she saw these ten words, she felt terrible. She felt like she didn't check the almanac before going out today, and she cursed.

She didn't make a fuss anymore. She cursed a few words and stepped on the accelerator and left.

Xie Dachuan picked up a handful of good bananas and handed them over, smiling: "Several policemen... Leaders, which unit are you from?"

For people like Xie Dachuan, the police have a special smell.

Chen Yi didn't refuse. He took the bananas and distributed them to five people, and asked Qin Fei to pay.

The stall had a price per pound written on it. No need to weigh, just pay more.

"No, no... Eat as much as you want." Xie Dachuan waved his hand quickly. Several people could see that his little finger and ring finger on his right hand were broken.

Chen Yi peeled off the banana and took a bite, smiling, "Brother Bazhichuan, I've heard a lot about you."

Xie Dachuan said embarrassedly, "It's just a false reputation. Leader, what do you want to talk to me about? Come on, come on, sit inside."

Chen Yi bypassed the stalls outside the door and led the five people into the room. He didn't beat around the bush. After showing his ID, he asked directly about Zhong Liyun.

"Oh, Zhong Liyun..." Xie Dachuan took a box of Yuhua Stone from the shelf, opened it skillfully and handed cigarettes to Chen Yi and others. Only Chen Yi took it, and the other five did not move. "I remember him. He was a street child when he was young. His father was beaten to death by the police. He was a beggar. Later, he seemed to go to a video hall? What happened to him? Did he get into trouble?"

Xie Dachuan didn't seem to know Zhong Liyun's current status.

There is a gap between the characters of the two generations.

Chen Yi: "Don't you know what he is doing now?"

Xie Dachuan: "I don't know."

Chen Yi: "Tell me about Zhong Liyun at that time."

After visiting Xie Dachuan, there should be no blank period in the understanding of Zhong Liyun. Going back further, it was when his father was not dead yet.

Xie Dachuan: "What can a little beggar talk about... Uh, don't look at me like that, I'm timid."

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes: "How did you know that his father was shot dead by the police?"

Xie Dachuan didn't know Zhong Liyun now, and he wasn't even sure whether he really went to the video hall 20 years ago, but he casually said that his father was shot dead by the police.

This can only mean that Zhong Liyun had an intersection with Xie Dachuan when he was a child, and he learned a lot from Zhong Liyun.

"He told me." Xie Dachuan said quickly. No matter where these policemen in front of him came from, they couldn't be offended anyway.

Chen Yi: "Do you know Qiu Jie?"

Xie Dachuan: "Let me think... I know her. She's a sister picked up by Zhong Liyun."

Chen Yi: "What else did he tell you? How did you know each other? Tell the truth. It's been 30 years. As long as no one is killed, I won't make things difficult for you."

Xie Dachuan didn't react much: "I was going to tell the truth. When I met Zhong Liyun, he had just been beaten. I bought him food and asked him to join the beggars. Later, the boss was arrested and I was imprisoned for a few months. I haven't seen him since I got out."

Chen Yi : "Tell me clearly, who beat him."

Xie Dachuan smoked a cigarette: "Don't worry, leader. It's been so many years and I need time to recall. I was beaten by the debtor."

"Debtor?" Chen Yi immediately associated Zhong Liyun's father, "Is the creditor his father?"

Xie Dachuan nodded: "Yes, there is an IOU. Although Zhong Liyun's father lost his family due to drug abuse, he was a serious businessman before he took drugs and had several IOUs in his hand.

After all, he is a child. His father didn't come back. How can he, an orphan, come back? Isn't this funny?"

Chen Yi had a picture in his mind.

A homeless child whose father died and mother ran away came to the door to ask for money with an IOU, hoping that even a little money for food would be good enough to survive, but he was beaten by the debtor and the IOU was taken away. There was no way to reason.

With Zhong Liyun's character, after he has the ability to take revenge, will he let him go easily?

"Do you know the name of the debtor?" he asked.

Xie Dachuan shook his head: "If you don't know the name, it's easy to find, right? Go find the employees of Zhong Liyun's father's former factory and ask for the purchase list. Zhong Liyun had two IOUs in his hand at that time."

Chen Yi: "Yeah, that makes sense."