Mao Dawei stood up and closed the door: "I'm sorry!" I drank a little more wine at night, my brain is a little undecided, I am a big old man, I have no culture, and my comrades are more tolerant. ”

"Isn't that good? Mao Dawei, where did you open an account with the securities firm? Zhao Zimeng then asked.

Now, what the comrades have to do is to further confirm whether Mao Dawei made a lot of money because of stock speculation. As long as you go to the securities exchange to check the transaction records in Mao Dawei's stock account, this problem is not difficult to find out - Zhao Zimeng wants to speak with facts.

Comrades often shuttle through the streets and alleys when handling cases, so they often see crowds in some securities exchanges.

When the people saw that the stock market had a money-making effect, they began to move the money stored in the bank to the securities exchange.

When the stock market is not good, securities companies are crowded at the door.

After the birth of stocks in China, for a long time, they almost became the focus of attention of the news media, so Zhao Zimeng, who likes to read newspapers, often sees news about the stock market.

Mao Dawei took two puffs of cigarette, blinked his red and swollen eyes a few times, and then said, "I-I opened an account in two securities exchanges." ”

"Very well, please tell me the names of these two securities firms."

After Mao Dawei finished smoking half of the cigarette, he recalled slightly: "One is Huatai Securities, and the other is Shenyin Wanguo." ”

"What's the address?"

"Huatai Securities is on Yixianqiao South Road, the house number, I don't care, it's near the Yixianqiao bus station, Shenyin Wanguo is on Xishan Road, next to the Xishan Road Cinema."

"Mao Dawei, can you tell us the shareholder account number?"

"This—I'm afraid it's not right! My nickname is Da Mao, and everyone in the securities exchange knows me, so you can find out if you inquire about it, this kind of thing can't deceive people. ”

"There are some questions that we must find out, so we still want the shareholder account."

"This—it involves personal privacy, I'm afraid it's not appropriate!"

"We know that this involves personal privacy, but please trust us - we are the public security organs, and we will take care to protect personal privacy."

"Comrade Public Security, it's not that I'm unkind, the first lesson I took when I entered the stock market was the safety education of account funds, and I couldn't disclose my account information to anyone."

"This does not include the investigation by the police. You can rest assured that if our investigation is illegal, the brokerage company will not cooperate with our investigation. Now, we won't say anything more, as long as we get this matter to the bottom line, we won't bother you anymore. ”

When Mao Dawei was still hesitating, Chen Hongmei pushed the door in with a tea tray. After she put the teacups on the coffee table one by one, she looked at Mao Dawei and said, "Da Mao, don't you grind anymore, just take out the shareholder account and show it to the comrades?" ”

Mao Dawei snuffed out the small half of the cigarette in the ashtray, then stood up and walked into the west wing.

After the drawer rang, Mao Dawei lifted the curtain and walked out of the west wing, holding a white card in his hand.

Zhao Zimeng took the card from Mao Dawei's hand.

The card reads "Shareholder Account".

Mao Dawei did do stocks, this is an indisputable fact.

This is the shareholder account of Huatai Securities.

"Mao Dawei, what about Shenyin Wanguo's shareholder account?"

"The shareholder account of Shenyin Wanguo, I have cancelled it."

"Logged out?"

"Yes."

"Why log out?"

"Two stalls, sometimes running at both ends, too busy, it is better to do a good job in one securities exchange."

Zhao Zimeng asked Xiang Daimo to write down the shareholder account number, and then left Chen Hongmei's home.

When I walked out of Chen Hongmei's house, the time was eleven o'clock.

When the comrades walked to the noodle shop, the soup boss had already put the noodles in the cauldron, and there were six bowls on the stove, and the shredded meat and soup stock had been placed in the bowls, and the air was filled with the fragrance of sesame oil, chopped green onions and shredded meat.

"Come in—come in." Boss Tang let the comrades into the noodle shop.

"I'm sorry to have Boss Tang wait for us for so long, thank you so much."

"I just know it's hard to do what we do, but I didn't expect you to work harder than we do - it's so late, you're still running outside, please sit down, the noodles will be fine for a while."

Boss Tang's shredded pork noodles were very delicious, and the six people, including Xiao Luhan, who usually doesn't eat much, also pulled a large bowl of noodles into their stomachs. The soup boss put a lot of shredded meat in the noodles, so to speak, these six bowls of noodles, the soup boss didn't make any money.

After pushing for a while, Boss Tang accepted the money.

The next morning, Zhao Zimeng sent Linghu Yunfei, Xiang Daimo and Lin Di to the two securities exchanges to investigate.

The three of them went to the business hall of Huatai Securities Yixianqiao South Road first.

A deputy manager surnamed Teng received everyone, and Manager Teng was very cooperative, and he personally checked Mao Dawei's historical transaction records.

The transaction record made the three people very happy.

"Mao Dawei's account loss is 11,658 yuan, six corners and three cents." Deputy Manager Teng said while looking at the computer screen.

"But Mao Dawei himself said that he made money in the stock market, and in 1986, he bought a small yard and sold a 'big shark' motorcycle, and he said that all this money was made in the stock market."

"It's even more unlikely."

"Why?"

"The Shanghai Stock Exchange only existed in 1990, the Shenzhen Stock Exchange only existed in 1991, and how could Mao Dawei make money in the stock market in 1986."

Manager Teng's words confirmed Zhao Zimeng's superhuman memory.

Manager Teng continued: "Mao Dawei's account situation is like this: he entered the market at the end of 1991, and the first capital into the account was 4,800 yuan, and he has been dormant for the first two months - many people, like him, did not dare to move, and only started to buy stocks two months later. ”

Deputy Manager Teng handed Ling Hu Yunfei and Xiao Luhan a cigarette each, and lit the three cigarettes according to the lighter.

"Manager Teng, you go on, the more detailed the better."

"I understand what you mean, Mao Dawei's first stock was 'Sichuan Changhong', and he only bought 300 shares in the first transaction, which shows that he was very cautious when he first entered the market.

"In the next four months, Mao Dawei bought a few stocks, the most was only 500 shares, during the period, he made money, but the profits were very limited, after the 'Sichuan Changhong' was thrown out, he only earned 195."

"You see, in March '92 - at this time, it was the hottest time in the stock market, he finally couldn't hold it back, and invested all his funds in a stock of 'Shen Bao'an', and after that, he was locked up."

"In April '92, he added another 12,000 funds, and the stock he bought was 'Tsinghua Tongfang', and three days later, he threw out 'Tsinghua Tongfang' and made more than 1,100 yuan, and two days later, 'Tsinghua Tongfang' quickly rose, and he couldn't hold his breath anymore and chased after him again."

"Since then, he has been seriously trapped, and now, these stocks are still lying in his stock account, with a loss of more than 10,000 yuan."

The final conclusion is that Mao Dawei not only did not make money in the stock market, but lost a lot.

Of course, this is not the time to jump to conclusions.

"Mao Dawei said that he once opened an account in 'Shenyin Wanguo', will his money be earned in another account?" Xiao Luhan said.

"It's unlikely." Deputy Manager Teng said.

"Manager Teng, why is that?"

"Almost none of the investors I have contacted have opened accounts with two securities exchanges, is it necessary to do so? What's more, Mao Dawei is a small retail investor? ”

"Let's go, let's go to Xishan Road 'Shenyin Wanguo' to have a look, Manager Teng, thank you for your assistance." Ling Hu Yunfei stood up.

Deputy Manager Teng stood up: "That's it!" I'll accompany you on a trip, Manager Tang of Shenyin Wanguo is my classmate, and I will accompany you to find him. ”

"Great."

In about seven or eight minutes, the car stopped in the square inside the military club on Xishan Road. The five of them walked to the Xishan Road Cinema - Shenyin Wanguo is next to the cinema - to be precise, there is a securities company next to the cinema, Mao Dawei said that near the cinema, maybe this is what he refers to! Manager Teng said that on Xishan Road, there are three securities firms in Shenyin Wanguo.

When Deputy Manager Teng explained his intentions, Manager Tang immediately called the business manager.

Five minutes later, the results came out: in the business department of Shenyin Wanguo Mountain West Road, there was no information about Mao Dawei at all.

Obviously, Mao Dawei did not tell the truth to his comrades, and the money he and Chen Hongmei used to buy motorcycles and houses, including the money he invested in the stock market, should have another path.

Linghu Yunfei, who has always been cautious, asked the two managers, Teng and Tang, to go to the other two business offices, but the result was that the other two Shenyin Wanguo securities offices did not have any information about Mao Dawei.

The suspicion of Chen Hongmei and his wife has further risen.

At half past nine, Chen Hongmei was invited into No. 157.

When Lin Di and Lu Qian went to the warehouse of the material company to invite Chen Hongmei, she was tally in the warehouse.

It was Director Tao who led Lin and Lu to the warehouse.

"Chen Hongmei, come out for a moment." Director Tao stood at the door of the warehouse.

The so-called warehouse is renovated from the original prison, with a one-color blue brick wall, a black tile roof, the wall is three or four zhang high, and a very small square window is opened at a height of about three meters, and the lights are on in the warehouse, and Chen Hongmei slowly walked out of the warehouse.

Chen Hongmei must have known what was going to happen next, and her originally white and translucent face became whiter and whiter—white without a trace of blood.

Chen Hongmei's eyes have changed greatly, the eye circles are dark, and the eye sockets are full of bloodshots. It was because of her poor sleep, and she should have had a premonition.