lcionline Chapter 134 The Patriarch is the Local Emperor
Chapter 134 The Patriarch is the Local Emperor
Lu Jianbang looked at Qin Dabao, who stood straight with a serious expression. Lu Jianbang sighed and said, "Go ahead."
"Poplar Forest!"
Yang Shulin, deputy captain of the public security brigade, ran over.
"Director."
"Well, let Qin Dabao go with you."
"Qin Dabao?"
Qin Dabao stepped forward and saluted: "Report, I am Qin Dabao."
"Okay, get in the car."
Yang Shulin dared not disobey the director's order.
"Wait a minute." Deputy Director Wang took out two eggs from his pocket and stuffed them into Qin Dabao's pockets. He glared at him and said, "You're such a jerk! What's the fun in following me?"
Qin Dabao is afraid of Uncle Wang. You are the typical person who is hard to say nice things!
This time there is no jeep to take. It's just a matter of catching an old woman. The commune police station is enough to handle the case, but this case is too serious. The municipal bureau must intervene from beginning to end, and finally submit the materials to the ministry.
Yang Shulin dragged Qin Dabao to the passenger seat, and the two police officers from the Criminal Investigation Department could only crawl into the car and stand together with seven people from the Public Security Brigade.
This truck compartment is most comfortable to sit in during spring and autumn. You will be sunburned to death in summer and frozen to death in winter. In this freezing weather, who would want to have a face full of snot from the cold?
Qin Dabao got in the car, leaned against the window, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Yang Shulin, took one himself, and threw the remaining half of the pack on the dashboard.
There is no fool among the cadres who can get to this position. When Yang Shulin saw the Zhonghua cigarettes and thought of the intimate actions of Deputy Director Wang, he became more convinced that this guy had a powerful backer, and he became even more enthusiastic.
At this time, the deputy director of the commune police station had already arrived at Qinjiagou with his men and arrested Qin Dachu's wife, Qin Wangshi. However, when they were taking her out of the village, they were stopped by the village chief Qin Qingrong, who was accompanied by militiamen and villagers.
This kind of clan-style village is the most puzzling. Each village has one surname, all have the same ancestor, are united and have a strong sense of xenophobia.
No matter whether it is a big or small matter, it is handled by the clan leader and the elders of the clan, and the commune has no control over it.
The commune did not dare to mess with a village named after a surname, and the village cadres could only be villagers, and outsiders could not be sent in. If they were provoked, the villagers would come out to fight you to the death. In normal times, the commune would only send people down when they paid public grain and collected levies, or when there was a movement. Otherwise, you would never see the commune cadres all year round.
Therefore, the clan leader and the village chief became local tyrants and had the final say in the village.
The deputy director’s surname was Liu. He originally wanted to catch the person and leave, but he was unexpectedly surrounded by villagers.
Qin Qingrong usually always has a smile on his face, but today his face was stern, even a little ferocious.
"Captain Liu, you came to our Qinjiagou to arrest people without even saying hello? Isn't that too much?"
Deputy Director Liu was helpless and quickly took out a Daqianmen cigarette and handed it to Qin Qingrong. Qin Qingrong pulled out the pipe from his waist and said with a forced smile: "I'm a country boy and can't get used to high-end cigarettes. I prefer this. It's strong and reliable!"
Deputy Director Liu's heart skipped a beat, knowing that today's matter would not end peacefully, so he put on a smile.
"Village Chief Qin, can you please excuse me?"
"I'm sorry, I never borrow anything."
This was too jarring. Deputy Director Liu was usually a well-known figure in the commune. How could he have suffered such an injustice? He put away his smile and put on a serious face.
"Village Chief Qin, I'm on official business. Secretary Li of the commune has ordered our police station to cooperate with the city bureau's actions. Please don't hinder my work. This is illegal."
Qin Qingrong took a drag on his cigarette and rolled his eyes at Deputy Director Liu: "Liu Quan, don't try to scare us country folk. We don't understand what is official business or not. We just know that you want to take people away from our Qinjiagou without even saying hello. Dream on!"
Deputy Director Liu lifted his coat and placed his hand on the holster of his belt. "Village Chief Qin, I'm going to take this person away today no matter what. I hope you don't make any mistakes."
"Let me see what mistakes my son could have made." An old voice came from outside the crowd. The villagers made way for him. An old man, leaning on a cane, walked in tremblingly. Behind him followed the militia captain Qin Dazhu and two militiamen, all fully armed with long guns in their hands.
The old man wore a black silk cotton jacket with a sheepskin waistcoat on the outside. He looked to be in his eighties or nineties, but country people were exposed to the sun and wind every day, so they looked older. The funniest thing was that the old man wore a melon-shaped hat and had a rat-tail braid on the back of his head, just like someone from the Qing Dynasty.
Deputy Director Liu cried out inwardly, "Oh no! How did we provoke this old monster?"
This old man is the patriarch of Qinjiagou. His full name is Qin Deming. He is the seventh among his brothers in the clan. People call him the Seventh Grandpa. He is also the cousin of Dabao’s grandfather. Dabao’s grandfather is the seventeenth, and the two are fifteen or sixteen years apart.
The Seventh Master raised his cane and said slowly, "Comrade, why did you come to our Qinjiagou to arrest people?"
Deputy Director Liu was most afraid of the current situation. If this caused a mass incident, he, a small deputy director, would not be able to bear the responsibility.
He couldn't withdraw his people immediately, and if he did, he wouldn't be able to explain to the commune leaders when he returned. He was now in a dilemma.
Deputy Director Liu said with a stiff upper lip, "Old Patriarch, please don't misunderstand me. This is also a task assigned by my superiors. Qin Dachu's wife, Qin Wang, is someone the city wants to arrest. This has nothing to do with our commune."
The Seventh Master coughed twice and said, "My Qin family has lived here for one hundred and fifty years, and we have never had a woman who was divorced seven times, or a criminal. Comrade leader, please go back. After we have investigated the Qin Wang family, we will open the ancestral hall to deal with it. This family scandal must not be made public."
Deputy Director Liu's face turned red, as if he had been slapped. Indeed, he, a deputy section-level cadre, was slapped in the face by a village elder, leaving him with no face in front of his subordinates. This humiliation made him a little angry and embarrassed.
"Old Patriarch, this is a new country and a new society. We uphold morality and the law. You are not allowed to resort to lynching. I warn you, do not commit crimes."
The Seventh Master sneered: "Why? From what you said, are you still going to arrest me?"
Qin Dazhu stepped forward, standing in front of the Seventh Master, raised the gun in his hand, pulled the bolt, and loaded the bullet.
The villagers also stepped forward and surrounded the police officers.
For a moment, the atmosphere became tense.
Qin Wangshi was also kidnapped. She squeezed out of the crowd, handcuffed her hands behind her back, and staggered towards home.
The Seventh Master glanced at Qin Qingrong, and Qin Qingrong nodded in understanding.
"Director Liu, she's just a woman, why mobilize so many people?" Qin Qingrong approached Deputy Director Liu with a smile on his face: "Brother, please give me some face and go back and say that we didn't find the person. Let the city police come to our place to arrest her. See if the city police can take anyone away from Qinjiagou?"
Deputy Director Liu's face changed color like a chameleon, from blue to red. He thought for a moment and was about to speak when suddenly the villagers burst into an uproar.
Then a passage opened up.
A tall and handsome policeman strode in, holding a woman in his hand. It was Qin Wangshi who had just escaped.
When the villagers saw the policeman, they all started shouting.
"It's Dabao, Dabao brother from Seventeenth Master's family."
"Uncle Bao is a police officer?"
"I don't know. When Uncle Bao came here half a month ago, he wasn't a police officer yet."
"That's great! We now have officials in Qinjiagou."
"No one dares to bully us anymore."
"Uncle Bao is a good man. He gave us the wild boar he hunted. He's better than the Seventh Master and his father. They only care about themselves."
"You idiot, keep your voice down. Don't let Master Qi and the village chief hear you."
"Dabao!"
"Uncle Bao."
"Grandpa Bao."
The calls were varied and came one after another. This was all thanks to Dabao hunting wild boars. The villagers were very simple and would support whoever could feed them and give them meat.