In fact, Zhang Yan'er completely thought too much.

Not to mention that the directors of the Garrison Division are all honest people, even the Penal Division next to the Garrison Division is not a vegetarian.

If any of the directors and officers of the Garrison Division dare to mess around, the people of the Penal Division have the power to attack them.

Zhang Yan'er handed over the food stamps collected at a high price, as well as the mastermind behind him, Fan Ming, Master Fan.

At the same time, a handful of snot and tears repented.

The head of the Security Department saw that he was sincere, and after confiscating the food stamps he had received at a high price, he asked him to sign his confession, and then presented him with a certificate of merit and released him.

When Zhang Yan'er left the Garrison Division, he was still in a state of confusion, originally thinking that he would definitely be in prison, but he didn't expect that he was not only fine, but also won a certificate of merit stamped with the seal of the Police Ethics Division.

Zhang Yan'er was illiterate, so she ran to the secretary of the Security Department who read out the notice and asked for advice.

"Certificate of Merit, there are now households under the jurisdiction of our district, Zhang Yan'er, who reported the ticket dealers and took the initiative to hand over the illegal gains, and this certificate is hereby issued for encouragement."

"Brother is good, his consciousness is quite high, come on, I am optimistic about you." After reading it, the clerk patted Zhang Yan'er on the shoulder and continued to read the announcement.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." In Zhang Yan'er's eyes, the officials were all masters, and the clerk patted him on the shoulder, which made him flattered.

"Hey, what is your name, tell us to be vigilant, we are here to keep one side safe, not those high-ranking masters." The clerk patted him on the shoulder again, straightened his bowed body, and said with a big grin.

"Yes, yes, thank you, Guard." Zhang Yan'er is used to being a person in the Fan Mansion, and he knows that what the old man says cannot be taken seriously.

If the master tells you that you don't need to call him master, either he sees that you are not pleasing to the eye and wants to get rid of you, or he just casually says that if the current people are serious, they will not even know how to die.

The officer of the Security Department knew that he would not be able to reverse the people's thoughts for a while, so he shook his head and stopped demanding.

"Gollum~"

Zhang Yan'er left the Security Division, and her stomach screamed again.

He took out his food book and food stamps, thinking that he should be able to exchange some food stamps.

So he went to the nearest grain store.

When he went, the grain store was crowded, and several of them he recognized as the other family members who had infiltrated with him.

He recognized the men, but the others didn't.

Zhang Yan'er was afraid of being recognized by them, so she quickly lowered her head, as if she could shrink into the collar of her clothes.

"What? If you don't give me food, forget it, and arrest me? You are a big bully in the shop, you are untrustworthy, you have given us food stamps, and now you admit it, what are you doing? What's the matter, even if you bully someone, you still can't beat me? ”

At the front of the line, a housekeeper who had lurked in brought a bag of food stamps to exchange for cheap food, and when he handed over the food stamps, the plainclothes security department in ambush in the store rushed up and arrested him.

This Ding was arrested, arrogant, not afraid at all, but yelled.

"Hmph, the officials and masters are all virtuous."

"That's it, we were given food stamps, and now we don't recognize it."

"I know how to bully our little people."

"Fellows, they bully us, we can't just forget it, we have to ask for an explanation."

Some people did not sell the food stamps in their hands, they came here to redeem the grain, but they did not expect to encounter this kind of thing.

I don't know why, when they were excited, they were instigated by someone with a heart, and they became angry one by one.

"Ask for an explanation."

"An explanation must be given."

"That's it, that's it."

"Treat us like monkeys?"

"Folks, don't get bored!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the owner of the store stood on the counter with a large paper bullhorn and shouted loudly.

"Villagers take out your grain book, on the third page of the grain book, there is a string of numbers, these numbers are the date you received the food stamps, the villagers take a closer look at the food stamps in your hands, there is also a string of numbers on the food stamps, the first number is the date, and the last number is a special password.

With this string of passwords, our grain store can distinguish the authenticity with the grain book. ”

Just because people can't read doesn't mean they can't read numbers.

When they heard this, they held up the food stamps and the food books one by one.

"That's true, the date is not bad for a day."

"yes, really."

"Mine is right, too."

The people were all right, and Zhang Yan'er also looked at it.

The family members who had mixed in also looked at it, and when they saw that the numbers did not match the numbers registered in the grain book, they all became frightened.

"This person, he came to us with fake grain stamps to exchange grain at a cheap price, in order to cheat your grain, and then sell it at a high price to make huge profits, you say, should they be arrested?"

"Catch!"

"If you don't just arrest you, this kind of person should be killed."

"Five horses split."

"Peel the grass."

"A thousand cuts."

When the people learned the truth, they became more excited and more excited, and they picked up the stones on the ground and began to fight.

Zhang Yan'er looked at the tragic appearance of the man, took a long breath, he touched the award certificate in his arms, and was a little glad that he handed over the food stamps and reported Master Fan.

Otherwise, he would have ended up with this man.

"Everyone, don't be bored, this person, let's hand it over to the Security Department to deal with, let's arrest the master who instructed him to do this kind of immoral thing, everyone stop, don't kill him."

The people stopped, and the people in the crowd took two steps back, ready to run.

"Those are ticket sellers, and I've seen them collect tickets."

Zhang Yan'er was just about to speak, and there were already people in the crowd who recognized them.

It is said that the eyes of the masses are bright, and this is not false at all.

The people rushed up and pressed the few people who had mixed in to the ground and beat them.

"Let you collect food stamps."

"Dog stuff, let you sell food at a high price."

"Beast, my mother starved to death because she couldn't afford to buy food."

"Kill them."

Zhang Yan'er stood aside, looking at the crazy people, her teeth chattering in fright.

Where are the honest people you see on weekdays, this is simply a group of mobs.

"Bang!"

"Oops! Hit me for something. ”

"Zhang Yan'er, hehe... I know you, you took my food stamps, and he was also a ticket seller, and beat him. ”

The crowd was furious, and the people who had no goal instantly began to chase Zhang Yan'er with red eyes.

Zhang Yan'er saw the head of several people who had been beaten before, and without saying a word, he ran to the security department.

"Catch the ticket sellers!"

"Shoot him!"

"Lie to us about cheap food, and stop him in front."

Zhang Yan'er finally escaped to the notice board, but was stopped by the people surrounding here.

"The guard save me, they want to kill me!"

Zhang Yan'er recognized the secretary who read out the notice, and quickly stretched out his hand and shouted.

The clerk had just met Zhang Yan'er, so he naturally recognized him.

"Let's go, let's go, don't mess around."

The people still listened to the words of the members of the garrison department.

They spontaneously got out of the way, and the clerk came to Zhang Yan'er, who had a blue nose and swollen face.

In just a few moments, he was punched seven or eight times, and if it weren't for the quick reaction of the division, he might have been knocked unconscious.