Chapter 100: Call the police 110
Li Tingzhi, who knows the Privy Council, the ambassador of the two Huai systems, and the governor of Yangzhou, looked at the black cuboid in his hand, this is the thing that the general Su Liuyi once mentioned that can transmit sound for thousands of miles? He hasn't returned to Lin'an for many years, and he feels that he can't keep up, but such a good thing, why not distribute it to his side, Lianghuai is a key place on the front line against the enemy.
After crossing the river, Li Shiyi and his entourage made a circle, hurried and hurried, and only arrived at the Huaibing camp in Zhenzhou yesterday. Knowing that they were from Jiankang City on the other side, the generals in the tent could not believe it, and although the documents presented did not look like forgeries, they still could not clear people's doubts.
In desperation, Li Shiyi took out the microphone and prepared to connect to Jiankang City in public, as long as he could communicate directly, he would always be able to prove the identity of himself and others. After listening to Su Liuyi's story, Li Tingzhi actually believed it in his heart, but let them demonstrate it once, which was not only confirmed in public, but also a little curious.
"Hello, it's Li Shiyi, who has arrived at the military camp of Li Dashuai in Zhenzhou, and Dashuai wants to talk to you directly, over." At Li Tingzhi's suggestion, he turned on the switch of the walkie-talkie, directly connected to Wang Lixin's office, and handed the walkie-talkie to Li Tingzhi with a simple word.
After a rustling sound, there was a sudden coughing sound on the walkie-talkie, and when Li Tingzhi heard it at first glance, he couldn't help but shake his hand and almost threw the machine to the ground. When the generals in the tent heard this, they all looked at each other, but they didn't expect that there was really a sound in this small box.
"Ahem, Li Xiangfu can be listening, old man Wang Lixin, do you remember, Jinghu is goodbye, more than three years." Wang Lixin's somewhat old and weak voice came out of the walkie-talkie clearly, and Li Tingzhi knew that there would be no fake as soon as he heard it, so he waved his hand to signal everyone to withdraw from the tent, but left Li Shiyi behind.
"Chengfu Gong, don't come to harm, it sounds like you're not in good health. A certain knows that things are complicated in the city, and for the sake of the relatives, friends and families of the people in the court, he hopes to take more care, and when he gets together in the city, he can be with the public again, and he is very happy. ”
It is also strange to say that Li Tingzhi is only in his fifties now, and the age difference between the two is close to 20, but he was on the Jinshi list five years earlier than Wang Lixin, and he can be regarded as a senior on the eunuch journey. Despite this, Li Tingzhi still used the honorific title, not for anything else, just for the sake of the old man's old age and sick body, he still adhered to the heart of the lonely city.
There was a burst of laughter on the walkie-talkie, the two had worked together in Jinghu and participated in the battle to rescue Xiangyang together, and they could be called old people. This encounter, which seems to be close at hand, is actually as far away as the end of the world, Li Tingzhi felt the old man's happiness, and then let out a hearty laugh,
After a cold noise, the next topic is a little heavy, Jinghu, now I don't know how many states and counties are in the hands of the imperial court, thinking of Xiangyang, who worked hard to rescue but ultimately failed, those warriors who fought hard and finally fell, Zhang Shun, Zhang Gui and the thousands of villagers they led, but they played a record that the forbidden army was not as good as, and both of them sighed.
Speaking of today's Jiankang City, Lu Wenhuan, the former mainstay of the imperial court, and Fan Wenhu, who should be killed by misleading the country, have become lackeys of the Tartars at the same time, and they don't even have the heart to scold. Wang Lixin then briefly introduced the situation in Jiankang's city, and Li Tingzhi also told him about his plans.
"Xiangfu, you also know that the old man is now old, his spirit is a little poor, the big and small affairs in the city are handed over to the prefect Liu Yu and Liu Ziqing are taking care of, he will ask him to talk to you directly, what is the plan, you two discuss it directly, the old man is looking forward to the day when he meets you in the city."
ended the call with Wang Lixin, Li Tingzhi was still excited holding the walkie-talkie, with this, he had a little more grasp of the rescue. Now, nearly 200,000 troops were attracted to the city of Jiankang, and after a long siege, the Tartars suffered heavy losses, and the morale of the army was not high.
Liu Ziqing, he wrote down the name in his heart, Wang Lixin just briefly said the plan, but Li Tingzhi found that this was even bolder than he thought. Why is this young man, there are so many enemy troops in the city, the barracks are so long that they can't see the edge at a glance, and the leaders are all famous generals in the world, if it weren't for Wang Lixin's own words, Li Tingzhi would definitely think that this is crazy.
The fire in the city burned for most of the day and finally slowly extinguished, and the first reaction of the people in the city after discovering it was that the price of rice might rise again, which can be regarded as a bad consequence of this incident. Although the radio repeatedly stressed that there was no need to panic, it was still difficult to dispel the concerns of the people.
Liu Yu watched as the soldiers led the volunteers to begin to clear the debris, and the granaries in this area were moved elsewhere, and after the cleanup was completed, there was a large open space. Whether it burned or not, he was worried that he couldn't find such a place, and the trebuchets in the warehouse in later generations had been transported one after another, and they were all stacked around the school yard.
The 1,000 young men specially drawn from the village soldiers and volunteers will be trained as operators, and this is the training ground for a period of time to come. It's still the same, Liu Yu taught a few of his own soldiers hand in hand, and then they were responsible for teaching, and he only wanted the results.
The operation of this thing is very simple, and it won't take much time for these young people to learn, but it is not easy to hit accurately, although his firing range is very long, but in the case of inability to see visually, he needs to have a person to help calibrate, similar to the artillery observation post in later generations.
Thinking of this, Liu Yu felt a little pity, the spies on the mountains outside the city could no longer be contacted, even if they escaped the pursuit of the Tartars, because so many days had passed, the walkie-talkie on their bodies would definitely be out of power. If he could still get in touch, he could travel back in time from the afterlife to send supplies.
Looking at it now, although the offensive of the Tartars has slowed down, the outside of the city has been surrounded by water, and it is unlikely that they will want to send people out of the city again. There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, Liu Yu shook his head and stopped thinking about this, the open space in front of him was cleared, and the ground slowly cooled down.
There was a commotion at the entrance, and under the pull of several village soldiers, an ox cart led a four-wheeled vehicle tightly wrapped with a waterproof tarpaulin to the open space, which was a sharp weapon that Liu Yu bought from the future generations at a great price, and also carried his hope.
The Shuangtang Police Station of the Qinhuai Branch of the Jinling Municipal Public Security Bureau is located at No. 40, Liuye Street, Xianhe Road, is a small courtyard, the main building is a four-story small building, which was just completed and put into use last year, and it looks very new. The forehead of the entrance of the building is written with the words "public security police", in the middle is the relief pattern of the national emblem of China, and the slogan of "law enforcement for the people, police for the public" is brushed on both sides of the building.
The policeman Lao Deng rode a dilapidated 28 bicycle swaying in from outside the door, and the doorman saw him and quickly raised the electric railing, Lao Deng smiled and said hello to him, and then slipped to the carport under the wall.
"Master, you're back, how about it, those two didn't fight." It was his apprentice Xiao Wu who spoke, who just graduated from the police academy this year and came to the institute, but this master can't be a long, Lao Deng should retire and go home next year to enjoy Qingfu.
"Hey, it's okay, it's very evil, that is, you scratch me, I slapped you, the kitchen knife didn't move, just persuade a few words, big fart, are you going to go to the police?" Lao Deng locked the car and turned around and said.
"I received a call from 110, saying that the noise on the construction site of Jiqing Road was disturbing the people, and the king asked the two of us to go and see, you are back just right, you are familiar with the piece, let's go together." After listening to the apprentice's introduction, Lao Deng nodded, and got into the Iveco with him.
Nuisance? Lao Deng felt a little strange, he knew that the construction site was originally a textile factory belonging to the district, and after the factory closed down, the workers were laid off, and the land in the factory area was auctioned off for commercial land. But the land has not been built since it was bought, and it is said that the landlord has changed hands several times.
Now that the country is tightening its monetary base, the current boss has no intention of building at all, and it has been vacant for a long time. Who will disturb the people there, is it the aunts dancing in the square? So after listening to Xiao Wu's words, he decided to go and have a look.
The distance is not far, the car drove for about ten minutes, parked under a residential building, Xiao Wu and another policeman went to find the person who reported the case to understand the situation, Lao Deng took a flashlight from the car, and decided to go to the construction site by himself.
Located on the side of Jiqing Road, it can be regarded as a bustling downtown area, and what does not match the surrounding high-rise buildings is that the storage of this vacant land is like a painting with ink stains splashed. Since there was no construction, the entire construction site was simply fenced off, and Lao Deng stretched out his legs and stepped directly over the fence.
He shone his flashlight around, and it was pitch black all around, and there was no sign of anyone standing here, and no one was guarding here. He lit a cigarette and waited for Xiao Wu and them to come over after they understood the situation.
"After twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the sound of cars, that's all, gone? Since when. After listening to Xiao Wu's account, Lao Deng threw down his cigarette butt and led them towards the center of the construction site.
According to the introduction of nearby residents, this kind of sound has been there for a long time every time, especially in recent days, and they really can't stand it before they call the police.
After walking a few steps forward, Lao Deng found something unusual, rut marks, very deep and large rut marks, which will only be left by a fully loaded heavy truck.
"Master, is there a camera around here?" Xiao Wu squatted down to look at these marks, and took a few photos of the flashlight with the camera.
"No, those angles around are not good, and I can't shine here."
Although he said so, Lao Deng had already thought that the car would definitely have to pass by Jiqing Road, and he would know by calling up the nearby camera. From the time and place, it looks like a muck truck, is it really like this, his instinct tells him that things will not be so simple.