Chapter 7 I was also beaten in the sixth quarter

Painter and I started scouting.We suspect that the "gopher mouse" is doing black business. Once, we walked into the store owned by the fat guy, the same fat guy we mistook for a bloody fight.Fat people are generally more honest and honest. People are like this. Only when you have a broad mind can you be fat, and if you work hard, you must be weak. The painter asked the fat man: "My younger brother owns a cigarette shop in another village in the city, and the business is always bad. If I want to buy some fake cigarettes, where can I get fake cigarettes?" The fat man rolled his round eyes in their sockets, and said with a smile, "Oh, this is illegal. I dare not do it." He said it seriously, as if he had never sold fake cigarettes.

The painter said: "I will keep it absolutely secret. God knows this matter, you know me, and business is not easy now." The fat man said, "Then I'll ask someone else. I only sold your pack of fake cigarettes. I was fooled. Someone gave it to me." The next day, the painter went into Fatty's small shop again. This time, Fatty said that all the Hokkien people in the village were in the counterfeit cigarette business.He also said that as long as you open a store, people will come to your door and ask if you want fake cigarettes. "However, when foreigners buy fake cigarettes, they have to go to their shops."

The painter asked: "Where is their shop?" The fat man said: "The shops opened by people from southern Hokkien are all selling fake cigarettes wholesale, but they only sell them at night, not during the day." We suddenly realized one thing: the "ground mouse" is from southern Hokkien! We started looking for distribution channels for counterfeit cigarettes. In the alley closest to the entrance of the village, after midnight, all kinds of high-end cars are always parked as if they were being inspected.We first need to investigate and understand, what are these cars doing?Why did you come to this narrow alley?

These cars do not belong to this village, because they always sneak up after midnight, stay for twenty or thirty minutes at most, and leave in a hurry.I once sat in the woods at the entrance of the village at around two o'clock in the morning and saw these high-end cars driving one by one onto the highway near the village in the city.That expressway runs from this coastal city in the south to the far north, leading to Beijing, Shenyang, and Harbin. It passes dozens of hundreds of large and small cities along the way. There is a parking lot near the urban village, located in the basement of a building.Originally, I would not have noticed the parking lot, but one day, I saw a "gopher mouse" at the entrance and exit of the parking lot. "Gopher Mouse" drove a Mercedes-Benz sports car. After driving out of the ground, he got out of the car, pointed at the security guard and yelled at him. The security guard was obedient, bowing and apologizing.I have worked as a security guard before, and I know the difficulties of the security guard. The security guard must not offend the owner, and can only endure the unreasonable troubles of the owner.Because the owner's complaint will make the security guard lose his job.

After the "ground mouse" scolded the security guard, he spit on the ground a few more times, and then got into the sports car.The sports car disappeared into the distance in a puff of smoke. I went over to ask the security guard, who was full of frustration and pain, like a plate of burnt eggplant.The security guard said that he was insulted by a "gopher mouse" just because he was a little slow to hold the crossbar. "Damn it, get hit by a car when you go out." The security guard, who had no status or money, could only look in that direction and curse fiercely after the "gopher mouse" left.

I took out Huang Hongmei and handed one to the security guard.With tears in his eyes, the security guard said, "Damn it, I have been a soldier for four years, guarding the border. These grandchildren have been deceived and abducted, and now they have made a fortune. I have retired from the army, and I will serve as a security guard for these grandchildren." I asked, where are the cars parked in this parking lot?The security guard said, go in and have a look, they are all cars from the village in the city. I walked into the basement parking lot, dumbfounded. It was a limousine expo, filled with millions of cars, some of which I had never seen before, and some of which I had only seen on television.

Walking out of the parking lot, the security guard introduced to me which car is a Porsche, which car is a Rolls-Royce, Land Rover, Renault, Cadillac... I used to only know that Mercedes-Benz and BMW are high-end cars, but I don’t know what kind of car is a high-end car? There are so many. "What do these car owners do?" I asked curiously. "Those who deal in counterfeit cigarettes live in urban villages," said the security guard. I can't believe that apart from poor people like me and the painter, there are also a group of millionaires in the village in the city.They have so much money, why would they choose to live in an urban village?

In the alley closest to the village entrance, all the shops wholesale fake cigarettes.This is what I found out after observing for a long time at midnight. After midnight, a large number of thugs appeared at the entrance of the village in the city. They were stalking, guarding, and spying. They watched closely every person who entered the village in the city, and every strange face would make them vigilant.At this time, the village in the city is full of eyeliner, and the village in the city has become an impenetrable fortress. Then, there were people running quickly in the alley carrying boxes wrapped in black plastic bags.I never knew where these people came from, they seemed to come out of the ground, they would suddenly appear in front of you, behind you, and then disappear silently like a fox without a trace.

One night, I secretly followed a man carrying a box, only a dozen meters away.The man carrying the box turned the corner, and I hurried to the corner. Suddenly, a burly man rushed out from the side alley and knocked me down hard to the ground.After I got up and looked forward, the person who carried the box was nowhere to be found, and I don't know where he went. The burly man asked angrily, "What are you doing?" I was still in shock. This person must have been lurking in the dark, watching my every move, but I didn't know it at all.I suddenly felt very scared, and I said, "Where is the toilet? I'm looking for the toilet."

The burly man cursed and sprayed my face with saliva.Two more people walked up from both sides of the alley, with flashlights on. The strong light blinded me. I tried to identify them, and then I saw that they were wearing camouflage uniforms. They were the joint defense members of the urban village.Suddenly, a burly man hugged me from behind and shouted, "Thief, I caught a thief." Two defenders rushed over, each with an arm, and lifted me up.I shouted: "What are you doing? What do you want to do?" The burly man punched me in the chest and cursed: "I'll kill you thief, I've been watching you for a long time." I shouted again: "How can you What beating?" The burly man punched him again: "I will beat you!"

The noisy sound attracted many people at the entrance of the alley. A woman with a mole on her mouth stood up and testified, "This is a thief. He often hangs around here. He has a sneaky look. I don't know how many things he has stolen." The woman with the mole spoke ambiguous Hokkien Mandarin, and she opened a stall in the alley closest to the entrance of the village.These stalls are all gimmicks, a few packs of chewing gum and a few rolls of toilet paper show others that this is a small store, but when midnight comes, they reveal their true colors and become fake cigarettes. Wholesale Department. I said loudly, "I'm not a thief." The burly man said: "I caught you on the spot, how dare you speak hard." I still said, "I'm not a thief." The defense team member said: "Take it back to the police station first." Two defense members took me to the village committee. The village committee is a building with a security room on the top floor.And this security room is what they call the police station. As soon as I entered the security room, the joint defense team showed their fierceness. They took off the armed belts around their waists, slammed on the table, and ordered me to tell the truth.They asked me what I did and I said I didn't have a job yet.They wanted an ID card and a temporary residence permit, but I couldn't get them out.I can't let them know that I belong to the newspaper. Knowing that I belong to the newspaper will cause more trouble.Moreover, unannounced visits cannot go any further. I believe that as long as I insist that I did not steal anything, there is nothing they can do. However, I underestimated their brutality. They treated me like a sandbag and beat me wantonly. I was dizzy from them.I asked, "Why do you beat people?" They said, "We never beat the good guys, we only beat the bad guys." I said, "Why do you say I stole things?" They said: "There are witnesses, and all witnesses have been seen." I said, "Even if I stole something, it's not up to you to deal with it. I'm going to the police station." They said: "This is the police station, you dare to speak hard when you enter the police station." They answered my questions with their mouths, but their hands and feet didn't stop for a moment.I really wanted to fight them to the death.However, this is in the village committee, this is their territory, I can't compete with them, I can only endure, I can only endure. Later, when they were tired, they sat on chairs and smoked.Still later, they went out and locked me in the security room. Until the next morning, when they were going to work, the defense captain came over. He was a fat man with a bare belly, and he didn't need any makeup to play the bandit.He repeated his questioning from last night, and then demanded that I pay a security penalty of 1,000 yuan before letting me go.I had no money, so I begged hard, but he finally lowered the standard to 100 yuan. I had no choice but to let them follow me to the rental house I was renting, and took out 100 yuan and handed it to them.They said to me viciously: "From now on, you are not allowed to come out at night, and you should honestly sleep in the house." It was not until a long time later that I learned that in this urban village, the joint defense team and the counterfeit cigarette dealers were colluding. The counterfeit cigarette dealers paid protection fees to the joint defense team members on a regular basis every month, and the joint defense team members would "protect" these fraudulent counterfeit cigarette dealers.And the so-called joint defense team members are actually the local ruffians in the village, who bully men and women and do all kinds of evil. In this urban village, there is a nest of cats and mice.