Work hard to gain experience

Chapter 388
"it is good."

Xia Le'an smiled at the uncle: "You are a part-time worker, I really can't do anything about you, but she does."

The uncle looked at Xia Le'an resentfully, wisely said nothing, and was escorted by Ginkgo into a police car and taken away.

"Damn it...it's been so many years, yet someone still dares to sell gutter oil."

Zhong Qingxue's face was gloomy, and Xia Le'an took Zhong Qingxue into her arms: "Calm down, as long as there are people in this world, this kind of thing is inevitable, it's okay if I don't know, since I already know about it , it will be resolved."

"Well!"

Zhong Qingxue pouted and put her head on Xia Le'an's shoulder: "How to solve it?"

"Of course, send all those who have something to do with this matter, how else can it be solved?"

Xia Le'an patted Zhong Qingxue on the head: "Could it be possible, do you still want to kill them all?"

"why not?"

Zhong Qingxue suddenly asked seriously: "These people knew the dangers of doing this, but they still did it. Obviously, just for money, they can do whatever it takes, even if they are sent in, so what? That is, After being locked up for a few years, when they come out, they will definitely continue to engage in this kind of thing that seeks money and murder, treating the symptoms but not the root cause."

"..."

Xia Le'an looked at Zhong Qingxue in surprise: "Could it be that you want to?"

"No, I didn't. Don't talk nonsense. You wanted to kill all these people."

Zhong Qingxue waved her small fists: "Leave no trace, quietly, and wipe out all these people. For you, it should be a very simple matter, right?"

"Do you think so highly of me?"

Xia Le'an closed her eyes slightly: "Is it true that you used to?"

"Ok!"

Zhong Qingxue lowered her head sullenly: "I used to like a deep-fried snack bar very much, but when I watched the news, I found out that the oil they used was waste oil, which made me sick for several months. If you fry it, you want to vomit."

Xia Le'an immediately asked in a deep voice, "Where is that store?"

"The door is closed, and the boss has also gone in."

Zhong Qingxue suddenly slanted the corner of her mouth: "Fortunately, it won't be long, and there is still a chance to come out in this life."

Xia Le'an became curious: "What? It hasn't been long, are you still happy?"

Zhong Qingxue looked evil: "Think about it, if he can't make it out, wouldn't it be cheaper for him? I will wait for him to come out, and then pour oil on the windows of his house..."

Xia Le'an immediately reached out and flicked Zhong Qingxue's forehead: "I think you have eaten very well recently, go back."

"Ah."

Zhong Qingxue smiled with a reddish face, and walked back leaning on Xia Le'an's shoulder. As soon as she returned to the shop, Xia Le'an immediately said, "I'm off to work."

"Well, go early and come back early, remember to give me a few more blows to vent my anger."

Zhong Qingxue stretched out her hand and clenched her fist, "It's the kind of fight you can't take care of yourself."

Xia Le'an borrowed a few passers-by's mobile phones on the street, and dialed the gutter oil boss number given to her by her uncle. Without exception, no one answered.

Back at the scene where the oil was loaded, using advanced deduction, I learned that these oil barrels belonged to several small workshops in City A. I went to these small workshops to investigate and got a lot of useful information.

After leaving these small workshops, Backhand made a report call to the Market Supervision Administration.

Arriving at the gate of the police station, I waited patiently. When the sun was about to set, I finally waited until Ginkgo, who had changed into casual clothes, came out of it. Xia Le'an immediately stepped forward: "How is the situation?"

"How did you come?"

Ginkgo blinked curiously, and Xia Le'an asked with a smile, "Have you found the owner who sells waste oil?"

Gingko turned her head to look around, then lowered her voice and replied, "I found it, but that person..."

Xia Le'an smiled and asked: "With a background, it's hard to act, isn't it?"

"How did you know?"

Gingko's eyes widened in surprise: "It took us a long time to interrogate before we got the news."

"Have you forgotten my profession?"

Xia Le'an reached out and rubbed: "I can pinch and count."

Ginkgo stared at Xia Le'an depressedly, without saying a word, Xia Le'an took a deep breath, and asked seriously: "When are you going to act?"

"action?"

Ginkgo became more and more surprised: "Now it's just his one-sided statement. It cannot be used as evidence. We still need..."

"Okay, bye."

Xia Le'an turned around and left, walking very quickly, he needed to kill all these related people by accident before Ginkgo and the others acted.

Imagining Zhong Qingxue's expression when she heard the news, Xia Le'an couldn't help but smile.

Xia Le'an didn't have the slightest psychological burden to kill these bastards. Since they did such a thing of seeking wealth and killing their lives, they must be prepared to be wiped out.

Xia Le'an quite agrees with the saying that if you cut the weeds but don't remove the roots, the spring breeze will regenerate.

In his eyes, these people are no longer human beings, but a group of garbage who do everything for money, just like a group of ants. He just waved the broom to put these ants into the trash can.

In this day and age, there are basically only two types of people who dare to engage in the gutter oil business.

The first is ignorance, completely ignorant of the consequences of doing so.

The second is to be fearless and fully aware of the consequences of doing so, but still doing it.

Xia Le'an is more inclined to the second option, and Ginkgo's response just now also confirmed her thoughts. The boss or the boss's backstage must be someone with connections, connections, and means, and there is a high probability that he is an official person .

On the way home, Xia Le'an passed by the doors of the small workshops that he had reported before. Everything remained the same, and those small workshops were still producing.

"I actually guessed it right."

Xia Le'an patted her forehead in a self-deprecating way. In this day and age, the power of reporting calls is very powerful.

The person who received the report phone did not know whether the reporter only made one call, whether the reporter was pretending to be a spot check by his superiors, or whether the reporter reported the situation to other departments at the same time.

Therefore, no matter which department it is, when it receives a report call, it will take three actions. The first step is to record it, report to the leader, and wait for the superior to check the situation. The second step is to send someone to the scene to check the situation. The information provided by the informant is Not true, the third step is to file all the content into a book and give feedback to the whistleblower.

Generally speaking, the time from receiving a report call to sending someone to the scene to check will not exceed half a day at the latest.

Now, it was almost half a day before Xia Le'an made those reporting calls, but these small workshops had no impact at all.

Either, the person who received the report call did not record it, or the leader suppressed the report, or the person assigned to check on the scene did not dispatch, or the message was intercepted and not received, there is another possibility , I did come to the site to check, and then went back, which is the so-called routine shopping, the kind that does not do practical things.

(End of this chapter)