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Chapter 183 You Just Take Action Later

The autumn sun penetrates through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows.

Inside the office, fake tickets were placed on the desk, looking even more bizarre than the light and shadow in the courtyard.

Grain coupons, cloth coupons, oil coupons, sugar coupons...

There are not many types of tickets issued now, and the ones in front of you already account for half of them.

The policemen who had just been dismissive of half a meat ticket now looked serious.

"Uncle Chen, when did you find out?"

"Two hours ago, the grain store was quite busy at the beginning of the month. The accountant of the grain store only had time to sort out the accounts at noon today. He saw a fake bill and then slowly searched for it. He actually found more than ten bills at once."

"Why did they go to the street office to report the case instead of coming to the police station?"

"Who is willing to take responsibility for this? It only weighs about 20 kilograms in total. They don't want to cause trouble, so they plan to settle the account internally."

More than 20 kilograms is indeed not a lot for a grain store. With tens of thousands of people under its jurisdiction, if the store just makes a little effort and spreads the money among the people, no one will be able to notice.

After all, our ancestors were good at it, and vice versa.

Chang Wei didn't care about these dirty thoughts. He asked in confusion: "Then how did you know?"

"The young man weighing grain at the grain store counter is the son of my comrade-in-arms."

"Where are these cloth coupons and sugar coupons?"

"One of the salespeople in the supply and marketing cooperative is the daughter of my comrade-in-arms."

Chang Wei was horrified, looked around and asked, "Uncle Chen, who is your man in the police station?"

Chen Mingji smiled and touched Chang Wei's head with a kind look on his face.

Okay, I am the ghost!

Chang Wei decided to let himself go and not dwell on this issue anymore. He pointed at the half of the incomplete ticket on the table and said, "We also received a report from the masses today. The slaughterhouse found 20 kilograms of fake meat tickets."

Chen Mingji felt empty inside: the situation was getting more serious.

Chang Wei saw that his face was turning pale, and comforted him, "This should not be a matter of Gulou Street alone. Uncle Chen, don't worry, leave the case to us to investigate. You should tell the district committee first, but it's best not to make it public."

Chen Mingji pondered for a moment and nodded. This matter really couldn't be told to anyone outside.

It will cause panic.

"Okay, I'll go now."

He calmed himself down, patted Chang Wei's arm heavily, nodded to everyone in the Criminal Investigation Office, and then turned and left.

After he left, everyone in the office gathered around to discuss the case.

Chang Wei took a quick look and said in a deep voice, "They are all small-denomination tickets. The grain tickets are in half-jin and one-jin amounts, and the cloth tickets are in one-chi and two-chi amounts."

Wu Jimao picked up the Zhangshi grain coupons and asked in confusion: "If he wanted to forge them, why didn't he forge large amounts?"

Jiang Hongxia glared at him unhappily, "Don't talk carelessly when discussing the case next time."

Wu Jimao was even more confused, but he didn't dare to lose his temper with her, so he could only mutter, "Why?"

Jiang Hongxia rolled up her sleeves and said, "I scold you normally, but today you have to beat me up so that you know I am good at both literature and martial arts?"

Wu Jimao suddenly closed his eyes and took two steps back.

The two of them joked around and lightened the tense atmosphere in the office.

Ji Xiaowang's two tentacles swayed left and right. Seeing that the crisis was over, he slowly stretched his head out of the snail shell and said weakly, "Small ticket earns less, but it's safer, right?"

Jiang Hongxia slowly put down her sleeves and nodded in agreement: "That should be the case. Who would seriously look at a small bill?"

Wu Jimao suddenly realized something behind the crowd.

Chang Wei picked up the food coupons with the largest number and looked at them carefully again. He walked out the door and stacked two of them together to compare them in the sun. After a while, he replaced them with another one. After a long time, he said, "It is certain that these food coupons came from the same place."

"That's a professional team, and there's probably a workshop as well."

Xiao Qiang had seen professional counterfeiters before. Before liberation, a group of experts counterfeited gold yuan notes, but the currency depreciated drastically before it was even printed.

They are not stupid, they just underestimated the shamelessness of some people.

In later generations, a fool "invested" 180,000 to make counterfeit coins, and produced 160,000 coins.

"Let's go, change into casual clothes, and go to the grain store." Chang Wei put all the tickets into an envelope, and took out his navy blue jacket from the cabinet.

Wu Jimao was puzzled, "Chang Wei, I'm afraid this group of people don't dare to come?"

Xie Sanfu kicked him from behind, "Captain Xiao said it was a professional thing, do you understand?"

Wu Jimao's eyes were like a clear spring.

Chang Wei held Xie Sanfu and explained to Wu Jimao: "Professional counterfeiters will not sell the goods themselves. People who use these fake food coupons may not even know that they are fake."

Wu Jimao suddenly realized something and asked, "They don't know, so what can we do if we catch them?"

Chang Wei said helplessly: "The fake bills can't be issued by the grain store, right? They must have bought them privately. If we catch one, we can find out who's behind it."

Jiang Hongxia sighed, "Next time you catch someone, run faster, and just listen to the brain-stimulating things."

Wu Jimao was not convinced, "Why can't I use my brain?"

"The left side of my head is smooth, the right side is wet, and when I move, it's all just a mess."

Ji Xiaowang said weakly in the corner: "Sister, maybe you added too much water."

Chatting and laughing, the five of them changed into casual clothes, and walked to the grain store without driving.

Chang Wei gave a signal and everyone separated and watched the front and back doors of the grain store.

It was the beginning of the month when everyone was buying grain, and the grain store was packed with people.

Chang Wei leaned on the window and looked inside.

He wondered how the all-seeing eye judged those who used fake tickets.

In later times, those who are ignorant of such things are not guilty.

Sure enough, those who bought food all had green names.

Either these people did not have fake food coupons on them, or they had them but did not know they were fake. The system determined that they were victims, and the fake food coupons on them could not be used as physical evidence.

Just as Chang Wei was hesitating, a red name flashed before his eyes in front of the door.

The timid young man was wandering back and forth in front of the grain store, wanting to go in but not daring to, hesitating and in a dilemma.

Just as he was about to grit his teeth and make up his mind, he looked up and saw Chang Wei staring at him with a smile. He was so scared that he turned around and ran away.

"Du Ye, do you want me to go to your house to find you?" Chang Wei stood there without any hurry, just shouting loudly.

The young man paused, and after a long while he turned around, "Chang Gongan, I really haven't been peeping at the widow bathing recently."

Chang Wei walked over slowly and kicked him on the butt. He looked around and saw people watching the fun. He grabbed him by the back of the collar and said, "Follow me back to the police station, or I will beat the shit out of you right here."

"No, I won't run."

Although the control of the labor team is now handed over to the street office, as long as the police station gives a word, he will have to add at least half a year.

Li Laifu and Wu Jimao came over, twisted his arms behind his back, and marched him back.

Jiang Hongxia followed behind and asked excitedly: "Chang Wei, is there something wrong with this kid?"

"He was sneaking around the door, wanting to come in but not daring to."

"Could it be a thief?"

"The thief is braver than him." Chang Wei shook his head and said regretfully: "The thief, now you can't find the thief in the Drum Tower."

Jiang Hongxia covered her mouth and laughed.

Ji Xiaowang thought about it and comforted Chang Wei: "Team Leader, why don't you carry more handcuffs with you in the future so that you don't have to take off the thief's pants every time."