Detective: Open your eyes, I am handcuffed in the interrogation room

Qin Fei grabbed the young man's arm and left Hua Yuzhai.

There were too many acquaintances in Taihang Building. Adhering to the concept of humanized law enforcement, Chen Yi did not let Qin Fei handcuff him. Maybe the other party would have a chance of probation. By then, no one except his family would know that he almost went to jail.

If the crime is minor and there is good repentance, probation can be applied, not to mention the attempted fraud.

Just wait and see if the young man will tell you anything else after entering the interrogation room of the branch.

"Seeing is worth hearing a hundred times, right Mr. Wu?" Chen Yi didn't take it seriously and continued chatting with Wu Muyang.

Wu Muyang smiled bitterly: "Officer Chen is really not simple. Did you know what he wanted to do from the moment he walked in?"

Chen Yi: "This matter is fundamentally wrong. Although I am a layman, I never believe that there is a big leak in Taihang Building that can be picked up. Moreover, you also said that the old man with a cattail leaf fan is very smart and has been working in Taihang Building for more than ten years. It is simply impossible to pick the big leak out of his hands.”

Wu Muyang: "He made a very serious mistake. Officer Chen is not here to buy antiques at all. With this premise, no matter how clever the deception is, it will not work."

Chen Yi smiled: "That old man... is he an accomplice?"

He wasn't going to ignore this.

Wu Muyang answered simply: "No, but the genuine product should be his."

Chen Yi: "Oh?"

Wu Muyang said: "The relationship between these people who often hang out in Taihang Building is very complicated. It's impossible to say it's okay, and it's not close if you say it's close. We have to talk about ways to make money, such as commissions and kickbacks. "

Chen Yi understood: "The young man just now was not the old man's entrustment, but everyone's entrustment?"

Wu Muyang nodded: "Yes, it can be said that if you spend money to buy that bowl, he can get five points."

Chen Yi: "Two thousand and five thousand, that's a lot."

Just say a few words and perform a scene. In a few minutes, you can get a commission of five points. This is just a stall for the old man with a cattail leaf fan.

How many can there be in one day?

How many can there be in one year?

Wu Muyang: "Money is not that easy to make. Nowadays, not many people are willing to pay high prices to buy goods from stalls."

Chen Yi: "This job is not something ordinary people can do."

Wu Muyang: "Yes."

Chen Yi: "What I mean is that every industry has its own rules, every industry excludes outsiders, and every industry has... integrated organizations."

Acting is such a great job and there are so many opportunities to make money, who wouldn’t want to get involved? But it’s not that easy to get in.

Just like roadside stalls, newcomers will always be suppressed or even driven away, including beggars, scalpers, etc.

If you go to other people's territory to beg and sell tickets, will others be willing to do it? That's a real benefit.

Both humans and animals have a sense of "territorial sovereignty", and those who don't follow the rules will end up not much better.

This is an unspoken rule. In the past, you had to go to the dock to do business, and this is still the case now.

Wu Muyang sighed: "Officer Chen is right, it is indeed the case. Do you want to investigate them? Say goodbye?"

Chen Yi touched his chin and looked thoughtful: "There is no need to check. It is reasonable if it exists. I will not go overboard regarding the people's livelihood in Jiangcheng."

Wu Muyang breathed a sigh of relief.

"But..." Chen Yi changed his voice and seemed to be talking to himself, "There are some things that the police can't prevent, but others can. Today is the right time for me. I just say it's always right to walk more and see more."

Wu Muyang was surprised: "Huh?"

Chen Yicha changed the topic: "Although major antique markets are now under supervision, the Tourism Bureau and the Cultural Bureau are certainly not powerful enough, and they dare not intervene too harshly. The real final say still comes from the private sector."

Wu Muyang's face changed slightly.

He found that this young man was really a bit evil. He clearly didn't understand anything at the beginning, but why did he suddenly seem to understand everything while chatting?

The more Chen Yi thought about it, the more he felt that it could be operated, or at least he could get to know each other, so he asked: "Who has the final say in Taihang Tower?"

This is no secret, Wu Muyang replied: "Chang Rong."

Chen Yi: "He has the final say in all the five major antique markets?"

Wu Muyang: "That's not true. Every antique market has its own independent... uh, five managers."

Chen Yi: "Where are the five people above?"

Wu Muyang shook his head: "I don't know, maybe not?"

Chen Yi smiled: "Do you believe it?"

Jiangcheng has been developing for so many years, but he does not believe that the five major antique markets are independent of each other.

Mutual independence in the same industry means competition. Over time, conflicts will definitely occur. The final result must be integration to achieve a win-win balance.

This is what insiders want to see and what the official departments want to see.

The person who can integrate the five major antique markets is definitely not simple. To put it bluntly, he is the guy who stands at the pinnacle of Jiangcheng's antique industry.

If you can become friends with the other party, the crime rate in Jiangcheng should be greatly reduced.

As the leader of the research team, I came to Jiangcheng to find and solve problems. It was my duty to reduce the crime rate. Many victims of fraud cases lost their life savings.

Wu Muyang said: "You have to believe it or not... Of course I don't believe it, but I can't come into contact with people of that level, and I have never heard anyone talk about it. In Taihang Building, Chang Rong is the talker. "

Chen Yi: "Do you still use the word "talker" in mainland China? You must have watched too many movies. Is he a low-income person?"

The topic was a bit sensitive, so Wu Muyang kept it secret: "I still have to hang out in Taihang Building, please spare me."

Chen Yi smiled: "That's not the case, Mr. Wu, you still have some qualifications in Taihang Tower."

Wu Muyang: "Qualifications are used to fool people at the bottom, Officer Chen. I have a lower position than you but much seniority. Do I need to salute you when I see you? Do you feel panic when you make a mistake?"

Chen Yi nodded: "An appropriate metaphor."

Qualifications cannot improve status, real power can.

Zheng Congliang from Suicheng has been a policeman for more than 20 years. He has participated in solving so many cases and made a lot of achievements. His seniority is high enough and it is useless.

When you see yourself, you still have to lower your posture and call Captain Chen.

Wu Muyang felt thirsty, drank two cups of tea in a row, and said, "Officer Chen, why do you feel that every time you come to me, nothing good will happen? My old bones can't stand the test."

Chen Yi smiled and said: "The conscience of heaven and earth is really just wandering around. There is no case to be investigated. How could you, Taixinglou, be so ignorant that you deceived me?"

Wu Muyang was speechless and scolded the young man in his heart. Can he be more discerning?

Now it's better, Officer Chen seems to be in trouble.

"Where is Chang Rong usually? Is he in Taihang Building?" Chen Yi asked, "Don't worry, Mr. Wu, I won't do anything and won't cause you any trouble. If anything happens, just call me."

Wu Muyang said nonchalantly: "It's okay, I just don't want anything big to happen to Taihang Tower. He is at the Yonghe Teahouse in Taihang Tower."

Chen Yi: "If you speak more slowly, I thought it was Yonghe Doujiu. The name is a bit lame. Why do you think opening a teahouse in Antique Street is a place for trading?"

Wu Muyang smiled: "It's almost the same. This teahouse is not that teahouse. It's just a name. It's actually an antique shop."

Chen Yi: "The nature is the same as that of Hua Yuzhai?"

Wu Muyang: "It's not exactly the same. Yonghe Teahouse is much better than my Huayuzhai. It can be authenticated, auctioned, and can also provide guarantee for both parties in free transactions, provided there is a fee."

Chen Yi: "What is Chang Rong's status in Taihang Tower?"

Wu Muyang: "Very high. He can take care of any disputes. He can solve things that the police can't solve."

Chen Yi nodded. This is normal. Police law enforcement has limitations. County magistrates are not as good as current managers. These bosses in Taihang Building may not be afraid of the police, but they are definitely afraid of Chang Rong.

As long as you don't break the law, the police can't do anything to you, but Chang Rong can really make you feel uncomfortable or even get out.

"Can I eat?" Chen Yida said.

Wu Muyang: "Huh?"

Chen Yi chuckled: "Let's go to Yonghe Teahouse for lunch."

Wu Muyang hesitated: "It seems... no, do you really want to go find Chang Rong?"

Chen Yi: "You're a local snake. It's okay to meet him when you have nothing to do. What is his public identity?"

Wu Muyang said: "He is a member of the Jiangcheng Art Investment Club, and many of the shops in Taihang Building belong to him."

Chen Yi exclaimed: "Why didn't you think about getting to know each other when we investigated the case last time? It was a mistake, otherwise we might have been able to investigate faster."

He just said casually that people like Chang Rong would hide as far away as possible when cooperating with the police, not to mention that what was being investigated was still their own territory, which would easily lower their prestige.

Wu Muyang reminded: "Actually, I don't recommend it. They don't like to deal with the police."

Chen Yi smiled: "Not necessarily, I am so kind, maybe he will like me."

Wu Muyang: "..."

Saying goodbye to Wu Muyang, Chen Yi and the two walked out of Huayuzhai. Qin Fei estimated that it would take about an hour to go back and forth.

Not far away, the old man with a cattail leaf fan in front of the stall was looking here, with a look of surprise on his face.

Qin Fei needs to pass there when he takes the young man to leave Taihang Tower, and the other party will definitely see it.

Chen Yi walked over.

"Boss, are you still thinking about your bowl?"

The old man Pu Shan hesitated for a moment and said, "What...do you do?"

Chen Yi: "Interpol."

The old man Pu Shan's face froze, and he said sarcastically: "So that's it, this matter has nothing to do with me."

Chen Yi: "We all know very well that it is impossible for you to say that there is no relationship at all. You still have to have a certain bottom line to make money. It is not good to go in if you are old. Okay, let's not talk about it. You can wait to get that bowl from the branch." Bar."

The old man Pu Shan stared silently at Chen Yi's retreating figure and sighed.

…

At 11:30 in the morning, a few people met near Huayuzhai. Qin Fei had come back. Everything went well. The boy didn't take any chances and followed Qin Fei into the branch very depressed.

The attitude is pretty good, and if there are no other big things, I think it can really get a reprieve.

That's 800,000 yuan. If it were someone else's, it might be all their property. No one can predict the consequences. What if you commit suicide out of control?

The harm of fraud goes beyond just losing money.

"So arrogant?"

Zhuge Cong and the others did not expect that Chen Yi actually encountered a scam. It cannot be said to be a coincidence. This is a matter of probability. It means that there are many similar behaviors in Taihang Tower secretly. If you count the other four antique markets, it is multiplied by five.

No wonder there are so many fraud cases in Jiangcheng, and I don’t know how many of them don’t call the police.

"Come on, let's go have a cup of tea."

Chen Yi led the research team to continue walking, this time with a clear goal, and soon stood at the door of Yonghe Tea House.

There were very few people hanging around, and even the stalls were much empty.

Entering the store, a beautiful waiter wearing a cheongsam immediately came up to her and said, "Hello."

Chen Yi got straight to the point: "Is Boss Chang here?"

The waiter was not surprised. It seemed that people often came to see her. She politely replied: "Yes, who are you?"

Chen Yi: "Just say that Chen Yi from Yangcheng is here. If he doesn't know him, just say that the former leader of the task force is here."

The waiter is skilled in managing his expression and always has a smile on his face: "Okay, please take a seat and wait a moment."

Chen Yi and the others found two tables and sat down. The tea arrived quickly. Since they didn’t ask what kind of tea they wanted to drink, it should be free.

Chang Rong went downstairs very quickly. When he heard footsteps, Chen Yi looked over. What he saw was a middle-aged man wearing a buckle suit. At first glance, he looked like he was practicing Tai Chi.

People who do antiques seem to like wearing this kind of clothes, right? Very recognizable and really comfortable.

Chang Rong pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and walked over slowly.

Chen Yi specially reserved a seat for the other party, and Chang Rong stepped forward and sat down.

"Captain Chen? I saw it in the photo." Chang Rong picked up the upside-down teacup, poured himself a cup of tea, and then added some for Chen Yi.

Chen Yi smiled: "Hello, Mr. Chang."

Chang Rong: "Why did Captain Chen come to Jiangcheng suddenly?"

Chen Yi: "Work matters, research."

"Oh..." Chang Rong glanced at the six people around him, "You brought so many police officers to Yonghe, you are not here to chat, right? I don't seem to have offended Captain Chen?"

He speaks with a strong Jianghu air, a bit like Meng Yi from Yangcheng. If we go back ten or twenty years, he may have experienced "turmoil".

Chen Yi smiled and said: "Misunderstanding, I was just passing by, just chatting. How can I not meet Mr. Chang when I come to Taihang Tower?"

Chang Rong naturally didn't believe it: "As for small talk... Captain Chen's battle is a bit big."

Chen Yi: "We just brought them out to see the world. It was not intentional. Should I let them go out first?"

Chang Rong: "No, it won't happen. Captain Chen will tell you what he has to say."

Chen Yi: "Who has the final say in the five major antique markets?"

Hearing this, Chang Rong's eyes narrowed slightly: "What does Captain Chen mean by this? The five major antique markets have no owners. What age are they now? They are under the control of the Cultural Bureau and the Tourism Bureau."

Chen Yi: "It seems that Mr. Chang didn't understand what I meant. All walks of life have their own rules. Who established the rules of Jiangcheng's antique industry?"

Chang Rong: "Of course it is established by law, and obeying the law is the most important thing."

Chen Yi was slightly silent and said: "Mr. Chang, I just want to make friends. There is no need to be so hostile to me. This person is easy to find if you want to, but I don't want to use this method."

Chang Rong's expression remained unchanged: "I really don't understand what Captain Chen means. Jiangcheng antiques business is under the control of the state. How can we people be qualified to set rules? You are thinking too much."

Chen Yi was helpless: "Well, in that case, I can only inform the municipal bureau, branch bureau, and district police station to jointly rectify Taihang Building at the three levels. I hope Mr. Chang can fully cooperate with it."

Chang Rong was shocked: "What does Captain Chen mean?"

Chen Yi: "Literally, I almost defrauded you of 800,000 yuan just now."

Chang Rong frowned deeply. The other party would not make up such a thing, and the possibility of it happening was indeed not small. He knew very well the virtues of some people in Taihang Building.

Is this a vent of personal anger?

Speaking of rectification, Taihang Tower is likely to go from prosperity to decline in a few months, from a busy place to a deserted place.

What bastard did this?