Chapter 72

A staff officer without a rank is just a staff officer, and even his farts don't make a sound.

Once a staff officer gets a rank, he becomes one of the leaders of the unit.

Under the leadership of the military and political chief and his deputies, the staff officer conducts and is responsible for the work of the headquarters, formulates combat and training plans and checks their implementation, and performs administrative management tasks for the subordinate units. During wartime, he provides reliable intelligence and reference opinions to help the chief of the unit make decisions...

In practice, many chief staff officers can directly take up the position of unit commander without going through the deputy stage. They hold high positions and carry heavy responsibilities. Chang Yuanjian often can't stay in the city, and after dinner, he returns to the garrison, telling people to call him if anything happens.

He had just left when another local cadre from Lao Lu's hometown arrived.

He said it was nearby, but it wasn't really close. The person had come from a suburban county of the capital.

A local cadre at the level of a full-time section chief, because the work locations were not far apart, he often communicated with Chief Staff Officer Chang. After confirming that everything was arranged for Chang Yuanjian, he called the "old secretary" to "report" and then returned to the county where he worked that night.

As long as he made a call, there would be food to eat wherever he went, drinks to drink, a car to ride in, and a hotel to stay in when tired...

Lao Lu wasn't boasting; he wasn't joking.

He was proud to serve as the Party Secretary of Liangzhuang Township and subconsciously considered himself a native of Liangzhuang.

Han Bo was not from Liangzhuang either, but now he also couldn't help but consider himself a Liangzhuang person and was proud to be one.

The next morning, he took the room card to the restaurant for breakfast.

As he passed the guest service desk on this floor, a young soldier was waiting for everyone.

The driver from the military district, who had mentioned at dinner last night that from now on he would be responsible for their transportation, would drive them in a military vehicle, which seemed to be a Cherokee.

After eating breakfast, no matter how they called him, he wouldn't go, saying he would wait in the lobby downstairs.

Gu Xinguai was last seen in a town in a county under Linfang City, several dozen kilometers away. It was inconvenient to come and go, so he didn't plan to return that night. After eating, he packed his luggage, went downstairs, and checked out.

Just as he finished the procedures, a deputy chief of the city bureau's criminal investigation team arrived, driving a Santana police car with a special O license plate from the North River Public Security Bureau.

"Comrade Han Bo, the military vehicle is too crowded. Let's take this one. We can talk while we drive." Ye, the deputy chief, was in his forties, an experienced detective, very enthusiastic. He shook hands with everyone and personally opened the car door, inviting the young colleagues from Jiang Province to get in.

"Sure, I was just about to report to you."

Ye gave a signal to the driver of the military vehicle to follow closely, got into the driver's seat, and smiled, "The situation has been communicated by the bureau leadership, no need to report. We already have some leads. I'll take you directly to identify the suspect. If it's him, we'll arrest him immediately."

"So fast?"

"The countryside is not the city. There are fewer outsiders, especially fewer southerners. With such obvious physical characteristics and accent, and having come here after 1991, it's not hard to find him if you pay attention."

The grassroots police station must have a basic understanding of the local social situation.

If a northern fugitive had been hiding in Liangzhuang for several years, with obvious physical characteristics and accent, and the approximate time of his arrival in Liangzhuang could be determined, it wouldn't be hard to find him. There's no need to go to the villages; just gather the familiar auxiliary police and ask them.

The net of justice is vast but not without holes.

As long as there are clues and close cooperation among public security organs in various places, it's hard for a fugitive to escape the law.

Although Han Bo had always been confident and believed the chances were high, he was still very excited to hear that they had leads so quickly. He couldn't help but smile and ask, "Deputy Chief Ye, how has he been living these past few years, and what is he doing now?"

"According to the information from the grassroots, he came here four years ago. Not in the Da Wang Town you mentioned, but in the adjacent Xia Jiao Township. He might have gone to Da Wang Town for something recently, which was why he was seen by the worker in your jurisdiction. He has a family with a local woman, a widow, who brought him back from Jinmen a few years ago when she was working there.

They didn't get a marriage certificate, and no one in the countryside cares. They've been living together. He has two children, left by his previous husband. He is now the mainstay of the family, running a repair shop in the village, fixing bicycles, motorcycles, tractors, and other farm machinery. He works hard and does all the farm work. He has a good reputation in the village, and everyone praises his wife for finding a good man, calling him 'Southern Man.'"

Even the worst person has a good side; you can't just write off everything he did before because he has turned over a new leaf.

Han Bo asked again, "Has he changed his name?"

"Speaking of that, it's quite interesting. His current name is Gui Xingu, which is just the reverse of his original name, Gu Xinguai. So the grassroots comrades say it's almost certain. They are keeping an eye on him in the village, just waiting for you to come and arrest him."

"Thank you very much, Deputy Chief Ye. After the arrest, once the suspect is caught, please help me arrange a meal for the grassroots comrades. I want to treat them to a meal."

"It's part of my job, no need to thank me."

"I must treat them; it's our way of showing appreciation."

The mobile phone was the latest model, the cigarettes were Yuxi, and the "August 1st Hotel" cost over 200 yuan per night. He wasn't a bureau leader, just a public security commissioner of a township.

Let alone the grassroots police stations with tighter budgets, even the bureau couldn't afford such luxury.

During the crackdown a few months ago, when executing arrest missions out of province, including meals and accommodation, each officer was limited to 60 yuan per day. In remote areas, it was better, but in big cities, they could only stay in cheap dormitories.

Traveling more than 600 kilometers, they could buy a hard sleeper ticket; less than 600 kilometers, they could only buy a seat, regardless of whether it was day or night. Reimbursing a few taxi receipts required much persuasion, and flying was out of the question.

Treating the local public security comrades to a meal, if the unit couldn't cover it, he would have to pay out of his own pocket.

Seeing their conditions, it was clear that this was one of the first coastal open cities in the country, with a good local economy and sufficient public security funding. Unlike Linfang, where the city had no money, and the public security had even less.

What was even more remarkable was the local government's emphasis and support for public security work!

To catch a fugitive whose crimes were not particularly serious and who was not particularly dangerous, the local party and government leaders went to such lengths to help. In our city, when officers went to the economic special zones in the south to execute arrest missions, the city government had an office there, which was essentially a hotel. If they wanted to stay there, the office actually charged them for accommodation.

People compare and get jealous. Deputy Chief Ye, not knowing the reason, was truly envious of the colleagues who had come from afar.

Laughing and chatting, the two cars left the city.

The North China Plain stretched out before them, vast fields as far as the eye could see. Villages were either not visible or, when seen, were densely populated, unlike the scattered rural areas of Sigon.

According to regulations, when executing detention or arrest in another place, the executing public security organ should hold the "Detention Warrant," "Arrest Warrant," a letter of cooperation, and the work credentials of the executing personnel and contact the county-level or higher public security organ in the cooperation area.

Last night, he had met with the city bureau leadership, and Deputy Director Du had personally reviewed the relevant procedures. With the deputy chief of the city bureau's criminal investigation team assisting, there was no need to go to the Yonghe County Public Security Bureau. For the Yonghe County Public Security Bureau, this was not just assisting a brother public security organ in catching a fugitive but also a task assigned by a higher authority.

The chief of the criminal investigation team was waiting at the city entrance. This was not the time for formalities. They introduced themselves briefly, exchanged pleasantries, and the chief led the way to the village where the fugitive was hiding, Xia Jiao Township's Huaijie Village.

There are two types of out-of-province arrests. The most common is for the police from the executing area to take action, with the cooperation of the local police. This is to prevent unforeseen difficulties, such as being surrounded, attacked, or even detained by local residents who are unaware of the situation.

The other type is for the local police to execute the detention or arrest on behalf of the out-of-province police, which is mainly used in emergencies where the suspect might escape or commit suicide. This is relatively rare.

With four people and complete procedures, it was natural for the Jiang Province police to take action according to custom.

The car stopped outside the village, and an undercover officer came over to brief them. The suspect was in the shop, welding something, alone. The shop had no back door, so the arrest would be easy. However, many villagers were idly gathered in a store across from the shop, chatting, and they might interfere if they didn't understand the situation.

This was a small matter; the sooner it was done, the sooner they could return to their main tasks.

Deputy Chief Ye, who didn't like to drag things out, said firmly, "Comrade Han Bo, let's go in together. Once we confirm it's him, you can make the arrest and quickly remove him from the scene. Old Zhou, you are responsible for the aftermath. Check your weapons, pay attention to safety, and aim to resolve the operation in five minutes."

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Finally, some readers might wonder how easy it is to catch a fugitive. In reality, as long as there are clues, funding, and cooperation from brother public security departments, catching a fugitive is indeed this easy.

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