"Director Zheng, I got reliable news here, Secretary Zhang, Deputy Secretary Peng, Director Du and the two big snakes in the town, Zhou Biao, the tiger sitting on the ground, Xu Longfei, the dragon of Qingjiang, and a few of their capable officers, just took five cars, all of them went to Qingyang Town, the county seat, I don't know the specific situation, I think there may be something serious, I want to report this situation to you." Wang Hu said, and couldn't help but be a little worried about Zheng Weimin on the phone: "Officer Zheng, you must pay attention to safety, I don't know if these people will do something to you." ”

After listening to the words of the driver Wang Hu, Zheng Weimin shuddered in his heart, and said secretly: The revenge against themselves is really coming, it seems that they have felt that they pose a great threat to their gang of underworld forces.

"Xiao Wang, who else have you told about this?" Zheng Weimin asked Wang Hu.

"Officer Zheng, I originally wanted to sue the mayor of Sù Cao for this matter, but I feel that my cousin is soft-hearted and timid, and it is estimated that he will not be able to achieve anything, so I still suppressed it, sue Sù first." Wang Hu said, Wang Hu is telling the truth, he sued his cousin Cao Penghai, Cao Penghai sued Zheng Weimin at most, and asked him to pay attention, because Cao Penghai can't do anything about Zhang Maosong, and it's in vain to say that he hasn't turned over for so many years, and he can't fight anyone at all, otherwise, he won't bet on Zheng Weimin.

"Okay, Xiao Wang, you did a very beautiful job, thank you so much, don't say anything about this in front of anyone, I will deal with it, you observe carefully in the town, and tell me immediately if there is a situation." In Zheng Weimin's heart, this kind of thing of fighting crime and eliminating evil, he really doesn't want to alarm anyone, the matter is caused by himself, and he is responsible for it alone, besides, if this matter is told to the town mayor Cao Penghai and the director of the public security bureau, it is very likely that the action will be too big, and it will not be conducive to his own action.

Now that I know this situation, it is equivalent to being in the dark, they are in the light, and if they want to poison themselves, I'm afraid it's not that simple.

"Xiao Wang, do you remember the license plate numbers of the five cars?" Zheng Weimin usually pays attention to the license plate number, and he remembers the license plates of Zhang Maosong, secretary of the town party committee, and Gu Dongguo, deputy secretary of the town party committee, very well, but he may not have seen the other three cars, because Xiao Wang is a driver and is very sensitive to license plates, so he wants to ask him to see if he can get some news.

After the driver Wang Hu reported the five license plate numbers, Zheng Weimin smiled, and there were indeed the cars of Secretary Mao Song and Deputy Secretary Peng Dongguo, and the other three cars were all license plate numbers of Yuling Town, and they were all BMW and Mercedes-Benz, needless to say, this must be the black boss Zhou Biao and Xu Longfei in the town.

―――――― Zheng Weimin thought for a while, quickly changed into a black sportswear, picked up the eavesdropping equipment bag sent by Dong Mingyi, and rode a motorcycle to Qingyang Town, the county seat.

Fortunately, there is a moon today, although the mountain road is difficult to walk, but it is not difficult for Zheng Weimin, who was born as a special forces company commander, Zheng Weimin is wearing a helmet, because the speed is too fast, he can still feel a swishing cold wind blowing in his ears.

Zheng Weimin's figure under the moonlight, like a black lightning that swims at a high speed, is bumped together on the mountain road, Zheng Weimin is very familiar with the road from Niubei Village to Yuling Town, and the more obvious potholes and ditches are very well remembered in which position, in most cases, bypass, sometimes not in a hurry, just fly over, this feeling of drag racing, let Zheng Weimin find the feeling of riding a bicycle on the mountain road to chase down rioters.

Zheng Weimin remembers a chase operation in the Great Tianshan Mountain, a thug while riding a bicycle in front, while throwing his hand to shoot himself who caught up behind, because his pistol bullets had run out, in the end he really didn't do anything, directly used the pistol with no bullets, and smashed the gangster off the motorcycle.

Twenty minutes to Yuling Town, on the county road from Yuling Town to Qingyang Town, the county seat, the road is much easier, although the asphalt on the road is mottled by the rain because the construction party cut corners, the thin asphalt has long been washed by the rain, but the roadbed is still hard work, it is very flat, compared to the mountain road of Niubei Village, one is the sky and one underground.

There are not many cars coming and going on this road at night, occasionally encountering a few cars, it is also a black smoke agricultural tricycle, it is estimated that it is a mountain farmer who enters the city to do small business, Zheng Weimin thinks that the farmers in Niubei Village are really hard, and he has followed the leader to eat a meal of tens of thousands of yuan, but the income of the purebred farmers in the mountains of Niubei Village is only five or six thousand yuan a year, and the leader's casual meal can reach the income of the peasant family without eating or drinking for several years, and this strange phenomenon is only common in the land of China.

Niubei Village is too poor, I can't bear to look at it, I must do my best to help these simple mountain people improve their living standards, I don't have this ability, forget it, now, life is like a trick, push yourself to this position, you have to have some fun, and your ability can be enough to do this thing, so you should take on the responsibility, or take it, it is a person who should always pursue a little, eat and wait for death, and live a life in a daze, not your own style.

―――――― county seat is the county seat, although it is not as lively as Qintang City, but it is also brilliantly lit, neon flashing, cold, there are not many pedestrians on the street, seeing that there is no accurate place to go for a while, Zheng Weimin parked the motorcycle on the side of the street, lit a cigarette, thought about sorting out his thoughts, and then proceeded to the next step.

On the sidewalk across the street, smoke and heat are rising from barbecue stalls, and hard-working stall owners regularly watch passers-by, hoping that the deserted business will get better and make money to make ends meet the family's livelihood problems.

From time to time there are a few couples on the street, holding arms and walking slowly, very comfortable, a pair of lovers walked past Zheng Weimin's side, the woman's long hair shawl, fashionable and beautiful, but the man has a round belly like a woman conceived in October, looking not human-shaped, snuggled by a woman like a bird, showing the pride of the man.

Looking at the man's eyes showing off to himself and the anger on his face, and then looking at the famous brand that he ruined, Zheng Weimin shook his head secretly, with a big head and a thick neck, he was either a boss or a man, and a beautiful girl who was about ten years younger than a man was probably a little rich and a little rich.

A picture of money, a picture of a woman is beautiful, each takes what he needs, and his feelings are commoditized, and he is understandable, but Zheng Weimin still sighed weakly in his heart, beautiful women have fucking let the money be wasted, but it is a pity that how many good men in the world are still coming and going in the wind and rain for a house tied to their hearts, floating in large and small cities, beautiful women can only be a mirage that cannot be seen in their eyes.

A swirling cold wind, mixed with withered yellow leaves, suddenly blew towards Zheng Weimin, he trembled all over his body, and quickly tightened his sportswear jacket, Zheng Weimin took a puff of cigarette, his eyes were slightly confused, he couldn't determine for a while where Zhang Maosong, secretary of the town party committee, and Xu Longfei, the black boss, had gone? What the hell are they going to do tonight? Who else might you be in contact with? Question marks jumped out of Zheng Weimin's mind like small springs with long legs, bothering him.

Zheng Weimin looked up at the moon in the sky that seemed to have been eaten by the gods, and closed his eyes unconsciously.

A taxi with a headlight advertisement drove quickly in front of Zheng Weimin, and the name of a four-star hotel in Qingyang Town, the county seat, was on the roof advertisement.