Chapter 9 Chapter 8 Saved a girl

Unlike the law enforcement team, I was more like a mole, exploring in the dark, bypassing impenetrable rocks, crossing tangled network-like roots, and approaching the truth of the incident step by step. Regarding counterfeit cigarettes, the biggest tragedy at that time was that there were no reports about counterfeit cigarettes nationwide, and people naively believed that counterfeit cigarettes were also cigarettes, which might just taste a little worse than real cigarettes.But people don't know at all that fake cigarettes are made of some very cheap and very bad things, which are extremely harmful to the human body.

Therefore, I was determined to report on fake cigarettes, and I was persistently looking for a way to enter the dens of fake cigarettes. The people who can work in the fake smoking dens in the villages in the city are all Hokkien people, or their relatives. They form a narrow circle relying on clan ties, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to enter this circle.This group of people living in urban villages has a strict early warning system. When law enforcement officers just enter the periphery of their circle and come into their sight, they will predict in advance, and one mobile phone will be passed to the next mobile phone. The processing machines in the factory stopped immediately, the workers in the dens were dismissed immediately, and the iron locks on the small doors of the dens hung high.Even if law enforcement officers pass by the door of the den, they will not know that there is a counterfeit cigarette processing factory inside the door.

I didn't expect that the opportunity came so smoothly and conveniently when I planned to enter the den of fake cigarettes. One night, I came back from the circulation department of the newspaper office, boarded a bus, and prepared to go back to the village in the city.Sitting in front of me was a little girl, dressed in fashion, with loose long hair, and a small Kun bag on her waist.This was the favorite dress for girls at that time when they went out. Girls at that time liked to carry a small satchel with long straps when they went out.The girl sat in front, with a small satchel slanted beside her, looking at the street lights passing by outside the window with great interest.Suddenly, a little boy walked up to the girl from the back row, pulling the strap with one hand and unzipping the small satchel with the other.

This is a thief. To be a thief at such a young age, there must be several adults standing behind him. These people are vicious, what should we do?I hesitated, patted the girl on the shoulder and said, "Let me use your phone." The girl turned around with a slightly surprised expression, but she still stretched out her hand to the satchel. Suddenly, her face changed drastically. She found that the small satchel had been pulled away, but luckily nothing was lost. The girl gave me the phone, and I pretended to make a call, then said "I can't get through", and handed it to the girl.At that time, people did not have such a strong sense of defense as today. When encountering strangers, borrowing a mobile phone to call, most people think that it is because of an emergency.

While the weird-looking little boy was walking forward, I suddenly turned around and saw two men in the last row, also with weird looks, staring at me with vicious eyes.I heard that these thieves all had razor blades or scalpel blades between their fingers. When they fought with others, they slapped them across the face and their faces were scratched.I have also heard of such a thing, a group of thieves stealing things, was seen by a little girl, the little girl said: "Mom, that uncle put his hand in that aunt's pocket." The thieves plot failed.When the car arrived at the next stop, one of the thieves said, "This girl is so cute." While talking, he pinched the little girl's pink round face with his fingers.After the thieves got out of the car, the little girl suddenly cried loudly. Her face was covered with blood. It turned out that the thief had cut a long wound on the child's face with a scalpel.

what to do?I was thinking nervously, approached the girl, and whispered to her: "There are thieves behind, and there may be more in front." I felt the girl tremble, and I said, "Don't worry, we're at the next stop, let's get off the bus quickly .” Then, I pretended to be very familiar with the girl, and said some insignificant words, watching the two thieves behind me from the corner of my eyes.When we arrived, I pressed the girl's shoulders to keep her quiet, so that the thieves would not see our intentions.At the moment when all the arriving passengers got out of the car and the door was about to close, I jumped up suddenly, put my hands on the door, and said to the girl, "Get off quickly." The girl hurriedly got out from under my armpit, I also jumped off the bus.

Next to the bus stop, a taxi was parked. The girl and I got into the taxi and asked the driver to drive forward.After the car started, through the car window, I saw several men also jumped off the bus and ran towards us fiercely.The taxi sped forward, and the dust and fallen leaves swirled up and drowned the distraught expressions of the thieves. I didn't expect that this girl actually worked in a counterfeit cigarette workshop. She told me half a month after I knew her. The girl was born in a county in Fujian, and like all the Hokkien people in Chengzhong Village, they were all born in this county.Rather than growing rice and other cash crops on their own land, they grow tobacco, which they then process themselves into cigarettes that are sold across the country.

The cigarettes they process are all fake famous brands. The higher the price of cigarettes and the greater the sales volume, the more they like to fake them.They can produce Zhonghua smoke and Yellow Crane Tower in the cobwebbed and dusty room; they can process Huanghongmei and Daqianmen in the smelly bathroom.Such imitation products cannot be distinguished by ordinary people.A box of fake Zhonghua costs less than two yuan, while the retail price reaches 40 yuan.The huge profits made them take risks. After the counterfeiting dens were destroyed again and again, they came to the city's urban village to hide.

Like a beggar village in Anhui that I visited unannounced, the counterfeit cigarette village is also very wealthy, and its degree of wealth is far beyond the reach of the beggar village.In that small county in southern Fujian, families in many villages have built magnificent small western-style buildings. In the small western-style buildings, luxury cars are parked, and expensive pets and mistresses are raised.Some counterfeit cigarette merchants have many wives and concubines, and they live in peace with each other. These were all told to me by the Hokkien girl I met on the bus.Now I have forgotten her name.There seems to be a mother or a jiao behind her name.People in southern Fujian like to use these two characters in their names when they name girls.I'll call her Jiao Niang.

Jiao Niang is very simple. After graduating from junior high school, she worked part-time in a relative's counterfeit cigarette workshop.These counterfeit cigarette workshops are all family-style operations, and outsiders cannot enter without the introduction of acquaintances. I said, I don't have a job now, and I want to follow her to work in the workshop.Jiaoniang said, she will tell my relatives for me, maybe it will work. Jiao Niang said that there are dozens of hundreds of fake cigarette workshops hidden in the villages in the city, and each other rarely knows which rented house the other's workshop is hidden in, so I am not worried about meeting "gopher mice" here.

I am anxiously waiting for my rescued Jiao Niang!