Officer Ding once again came to the antique market for routine inspection.

He happily told Li Ling that the big smuggler Jack had come to an end.

"The results of the battle are amazing!" Officer Ding said with a smile: "This time I can be so successful depends entirely on your help!"

According to the interrogation results, police across the country took action together and seized six antique shops related to Jack with a thunderous force, designed five provinces and cities inside and outside the province, and brought the owners of the shops who had participated in smuggling to justice.

The police destroyed two secret warehouses of Jack in the coastal area, found more than 300 cultural relics of various types and more than ten related personnel.

"It's simply crazy!" Officer Ding gritted his teeth.

According to Jack's account, hundreds of valuable cultural relics smuggled abroad by him.

The police have set up a recovery team to search for these antiques in Europe and the United States, but these cultural relics may have taken action or even changed hands many times. The hope of recovery is quite slim. It would be great if half of them could return to the embrace of the motherland.

"The news of Jack's arrest was reported by many media in the city. The reaction was quite strong. Most people hated Jack and said that they should pay more attention to this matter in the future. Citizens have more complaints about antique shops, and they have been exposed to the police station when they encounter violations of regulations or suspicions!" Officer Ding reminded: "Li Ling, you should also pay more attention. Don't do those illegal things. The eyes of the people are sharp!"

Officer Ding is very happy.

Some people helped the police feel warm from their hearts.

When I came to the antique market to inspect, everyone was guarding against him, as if the police were standing opposite the people.

After so many days of publicity and the inspiring news of the arrest of Jack, both ordinary people and collectors have gained more understanding and support for the police.

When Officer Ding came to the antique market for inspection, several sellers secretly reported to them that some of the antiques in the shop were not real, and some seemed to be dug up from the ancient tomb.

"I know, I know!" Li Ling agreed: "The restoration center does not directly buy and sell cultural relics, so I will not do stupid things!"

Li Ling shook his head and sent Officer Ding out of the door, turned around and returned to the shop, picked up his mobile phone to search for the news that the smuggler Jack was arrested.

It doesn't matter if this investigation is made, there are quite a lot of things about this online.

People's Daily: "Inspiring, Cultural Relics Smugglers arrested".

Urban Evening News: "Behind the arrest of the smuggler, more than 500 precious cultural relics are left overseas."

Shangdu News: "Whose fault is it for a large number of cultural relics to be sold?"

Of course, there are reports from the provincial TV station’s urban channel. They introduced the case handling process in detail and even invited Captain Ding, who was in charge of the case, to explain the case in detail.

The report also said that the Municipal Public Security Bureau and the Provincial Department attached great importance to this matter and had formed a special team to go abroad to collect cultural relics. Dozens of them have already come back to China in a short time.

Li Ling sighed. When he hypnotized Jack, he only asked about the whereabouts of the cultural relics, nor did he ask if this guy had any deposits or something. There were no fewer cultural relics smuggled by Jack, and I guess the deposit would not be small.

This was just his wishful thinking.

In fact, even if I really ask some inside information, the deposits would not fall into his hands in full view of everyone.

Grandma Bingbing just fainted and her organs were not damaged. She recovered after being rescued after being in the hospital for emergency treatment. She was discharged from the hospital after two days of observation without any serious injuries.

Bingbing's household registration book and other documents were handed over to many days of experiment middle school but still no reply.

Bingbing's grandparents and grandchildren were a little impatient.

"Let me go and have a look first!" Li Ling volunteered.

Bingbing Milk/Milk has just been discharged from the hospital and is an elderly person, so it is not conducive to overworking.

Li Ling came to the primary school affiliated to Experimental Middle School and found that there were still parents of students coming to register everywhere. Li Ling carefully squeezed out the crowd and queued up at the registration office.

He was received by a female teacher.

"You are checking the registration situation, right? Carry the child's name up!" The female teacher quickly entered Bingbing's name into the computer, looked at it and explained: "Her information is under review. To understand the progress, please go to the administrative building. I only accept registration here, thank you!"

Administrative building?

Li Ling walked out of the long line and found the administrative building. The school admissions office was located in an office on the second floor.

As soon as Li Ling went up the corridor, he saw that there were people standing inside.

There were twenty or thirty people, couples, children, fathers or mothers.

The complaints of these people came to my ears.

"The quota is limited, and the quota is limited. This fat and big-eared director of the admissions office must be fooling us. Isn't it just that our family background is not good and we can't get any benefits from us?"

"That's right, look at the people they reject. We are either laid-off workers or migrant workers, or ordinary workers!"

"We are not capable and will cause our children to be unable to go to school, so we feel uncomfortable!"

Li Ling frowned as he passed through the corridor as he listened to everyone's discussion. Could it be that the admissions office here really judges people by appearance and uses family background as an indicator to determine whether a student can attend school?

All the parents in the corridor looked at Li Ling with a sympathy look. This man was dressed in plain clothes and did not bring a gift, and most of the students were rejected to check.

But how about finding an admissions office?

You have no money, no power, and don’t know how to please the enrollment staff. You deserve your children to be unable to enter this middle school.

Your child deserves to be unlucky, so he can only go to an ordinary elementary school!

Li Ling came to the entrance of the admissions office and was about to enter when he saw a burst of alcohol coming from the room.

A man burped and said, "Director Chen Hai, my child will be eliminated... and I will invite you another day!"

"I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything. It's our honor for Mr. Wang to be able to like this school and send the young master over. I'll go through the admission procedures for you right away!"

There were bursts of crazy laughter from the admissions office, and then the door opened, and a middle-aged fat man with a big belly walked out.

He exhaled alcohol from his mouth, kept burping, walked past Li Ling as if no one else was around, took out his cell phone and said randomly: "Wife, my son's admission matter is done, I just said, "There is nothing to worry about. For a meal, Director Chen of their school is still very good at it!"

Any insider information?

Not only did Li Ling hear the middle-aged fat man's words, but everyone in the corridor hears them.

Sure enough, this is the way of the world. Interpersonal relationships are very important. Only by opening up all aspects can things be done smoothly.

This is what China is today.

The parents were silent.

They also want their children to enter school smoothly and they also want to have a smooth sailing.

But they have no money.

The admission quotas in experimental middle schools are very popular. If you want to invite the admissions office with great power to have a meal, it costs at least a few thousand yuan. If you give a little gift, the price will be even higher.

"Let's go, let's go, the quota is too expensive, we can't afford to go to the Affiliated Primary School of 21 Middle School. Maybe I can get a name for myself!"

The parents lowered their heads in shame and prepared to leave.

They are incompetent and cannot give their children a better education.

No. 28 Middle School is just an ordinary middle school, so there is definitely no way to compare with this place.

only.

They have nothing to do!

Li Ling entered the office and saw Director Chen sitting at his desk. There was a cardboard box on the chair opposite, with two bottles of Moutai in the box and a dozen banknotes. All of them were brand new portraits of Grandpa Mao. After a rough count, there were about a few thousand pictures.

This is a bare money transaction.

Li Ling took a breath, pretended not to see, calmed down, and asked with a smile as much as possible: "Director Chen, I am a parent of a student, and I want to check her admission situation!"

"What to check? Go back and wait for the notification. When the notification arrives, it means you can enter the school. If you don't wait for the notification, go to another home? The quota of schools in the experimental middle school is limited, so who can get it!"

As soon as Li Ling opened his mouth, he was speechless. The director waved his hand: "Please go back, please close the office door!"

Director Chen never looked at the opposite side again, and breathed in alcohol, closed his eyes and wanted to sleep.

I endure it.

I'll tolerate your sister!

Li Ling finally couldn't stand it anymore. The world is so big, and there is more than one elementary school. Why do you want me to tolerate you? At worst, I can just let Bingbing change her family.

It’s not without schools that are better than Experimental Middle School’s Affiliated Primary School.

He did not leave, turned around and came to the desk and punched the table with a "bang" punch and said, "Director Chen, Bingbing lives nearby. According to the principle of nearby enrollment, he should go to school here. Do I ask if I said it wrong? Bingbing has not replied to the school for so many days. Did I come over and ask if I was wrong?"

Li Ling sat in the chair without hesitation and waited for the reply.

Haven't left yet?

The parent of that student has not left yet?

Chen Hai was so drowsy that he was about to fall asleep when he was awakened by the sound of smashing the table. He almost jumped up.

"Why don't you understand the rules at all? The school is not run by your family. I can't serve you alone. I advise you to leave as soon as possible, otherwise I will reply you now, so what kind of school does not accept, we will not accept parents like you!"

Chen Hai stood up and scolded Li Ling.

He finally saw Li Ling's ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes clearly.

Should such a person make trouble?

Chen Hai made up his mind to kill a police officer and didn't give him a little color to see, so how could parents obediently deliver the benefits to their doorsteps?

Director Chen roared: "This is my office. People like you who are making big fuss like this are not welcome. Go out, go out!"

The two of them quarreled louder and louder, and there were many parents in the corridor watching. They muttered in their hearts, whose parents are this? Do you want your children to enroll in school?

Although many people think Li Ling is not wise, everyone still admires him. After all, he is the first person to question the school.
Chapter completed!