"If we look at it now, it could probably be regarded as domestic violence." Yang Yifan shrugged, "But no one will call the police for me anyway. If I call the police, you won't care."

Team Miao said sternly: "If the suspect does engage in child abuse, we will definitely take care of it."

"Come on," Yang Yifan sneered half-sarcastically, "You can really brag. When a child is born, it is a small animal raised by his parents. The ownership is shared by the two of them. Of course, you can do whatever you want with your own things.

Unless the other owner has an opinion. My other owner, my mother, apart from crying, she just feels that the family's scandal should not be publicized and takes the initiative to hide it. How can you outsiders control it? What should you do to control it, Team Meow?

"

"My surname is Miao," Captain Miao finally heard clearly what she called him, and his eyes twitched, "Ms. Yang, don't you have a big tongue?"

Yang Yifan narrowed his slender eyes and gave him a fake smile.

Captain Miao turned the topic back with a straight face: "So you mean, Zhai Da'an and the others are lying. They were also involved in the Wang Jiake kidnapping case, and even your father Yang Ping - why? Your father even

Do you want to blackmail me too?"

"That's not what I said... who knows? I don't know if my grandfather's severance of the father-son relationship with Yang Ping was notarized or not. If not, maybe he came back to grab the inheritance." Yang Yifan said this.

, he lowered his head and smiled as if talking to himself, "But then again, did this group of people actually take the initiative to admit to extortion? They are really cooperating with you police comrades."

Team Miao felt that there was something in her words: "What do you mean?"

"No, I just feel very wronged," Yang Yifan said, "I am so poor that I only have money left. The last thing I am afraid of is someone coming to blackmail me and asking for money? No problem! The problem is that no one really comes to ask me for it, and they have notified me.

Without notifying me, you just put the video online to cause trouble. Alas, I’m going bald. Team Meow, why don’t you ask a few other unlucky guys like me if they’ve ever received a blackmail call?”

Team Miao frowned slowly.

Regardless of whether it is a gangster gang or a beggar gang, no matter how dog-eat-dog they are in private, they all tacitly agree not to involve their respective gangs in public - because in the late 1980s, there was a severe crackdown on "gangsters".

After that, both the decent and evil factions learned to behave with their tail between their legs. After a little bit, the nature becomes unclear, and they may get involved in lawsuits. So the two sides worked together to reduce the big issue to a trivial one, trying to turn the fight between the two factions into a trivial one.

As a "personal act", they all share the same view on the matter of "extortion".

"I think you are hinting at something." Captain Miao couldn't help but sit up straight, "Wait a minute, I heard that on the day your grandfather was admitted to the hospital for rescue, there was a fight in your community. Because there were no serious consequences, both parties

They all died down, so our colleagues at the police station just criticized and educated us - there is something else hidden in this incident, right?"

"I just said that my grandfather will have an inheritance in the future," Yang Yifan replied, "Team Miao, I'm not talking about the old man's old shabby house with three cards."

Captain Miao didn't bother to correct her title and immediately asked: "What is that?"

"I sent my grandpa to the hospital that day. He was not at home. These people wanted to rush into my house to look for something, but they were stopped by the nosy neighbors." Yang Yifan opened his eyelids that were drooping due to fatigue, with a burning light in his eyes.

, she said word by word, "They are looking for a green bamboo stick."

She finally said these words.

Yang Yifan was born in Yanning in the early 1980s and basically grew up in "civil society."

By the time she began to remember things, the major gangs had already regrouped and gone underground again after a brief period of glory. Yang Yifan had never had any sense of belonging to the Beggar Gang. He just remembered that when he was very young, his family often

Some strange uncles and uncles came to see her dad for a drink.

They get very noisy when they drink, and it doesn't last for three to five hours, making everything stink. When they're drunk, they lie down everywhere, with a bunch of arms and legs spread out on the ground, making their house look like a mass grave.

of.

Yang Yifan hates them, not only because they are annoying, but also because every time at this time, her mother will secretly hug her and cry, nagging that the family is almost in trouble, and even Fanfan needs the two yuan to go to kindergarten.

When the father-in-law comes out, when will the man be able to stand up? The life of the two of them is too miserable.

Before a child has time to understand what money is, the fear of poverty is already ingrained in her bones.

At that time, to preschooler Yang Yifan, the "beggar gang" was just a group of locusts that ate up their house.

Later, Yang Ping's hands were beaten by Wei Xiao, and those people stopped coming. Yang Ping, who had always been homeless, began to stay at home from morning to night. He changed from a cold and irresponsible father to a gloomy one.

The eccentric father would sometimes drink alone and talk nonsense when he was drunk, cursing that the beggars were all people who wanted to follow the trend.

At that time, the "Beggars Gang" to Yang Yifan was like a gambling game addicted to the prodigal father bear.

Later, she was picked up by her grandfather and moved into "One Hundred and One", where she finally gained a comprehensive and clear understanding of the Beggar Clan.

It's even more annoying when you see it clearly, because there are many people here who clearly have sound limbs and normal intelligence, but they are just messing around. They euphemistically call themselves the "Dirty Clothes Gang" and retain the tradition of the beggar gang. They don't feel shabby at all when begging for food.

He just confidently asked for help, saying "we are all his brothers" all day long. He was idle and had nothing to do. He would start conflicts for no apparent reason from time to time, and do some bullshit things, so he came to the old gang leader to mediate.

However, these gangsters who are not doing their jobs do not feel that they are shabby. They always regard themselves as "well-established people" and have an overwhelming sense of superiority.

The evil sect is always more flexible than the upright sect. Wang Jiusheng was created by the gang, and he quickly cleaned himself up and transformed himself into a "serious" businessman. The disciples in the gang showed their talents and helped the company to succeed.

Profit by legitimate means, and everyone can enjoy the good things together.

On the contrary, there always seems to be a wall of aloofness between them as "well-established people" and "winners in life". Not to mention that Yang Qing has been a worker all his life and is not good at business. Even if he is good at it, he cannot organize everyone like Wang Jiusheng.

To make money. Because as a decent person from a well-known family, "being indifferent to fame and fortune" is the minimum requirement. When everyone comes together, they must rely on morality in their hearts - relying on turnover. Is that ridiculous?

Heroes can only pursue "career and love" and must stay away from "money and beautiful women". Heroes only have the laws of nature and no human/desire.

In Yang Yifan's view, these two people are one who is really shameless and the other is a hypocrite who is holding on to a fig leaf and does not know the so-called hypocrite in the chaotic values.

However, his grandfather Yang Qing was raised by the Beggar Gang and became famous as a young boy because of the Beggar Gang. It was his spiritual home all his life. No matter how hard Yang Yifan couldn't stand it, he could only hold his nose and endure it for him.

Since she can't keep the green bamboo stick now, it should be...

It's time for someone to turn up this old chessboard.

"Let me show you something good." Yang Yifan took out his vibrating cell phone and waved it in front of Team Miao's eyes. Someone was calling her number, and the caller ID was "Elder Zhao."

She smiled, pressed speakerphone and record, and answered the phone: "Hello."

"Xiao Yang, it's me, Grandpa Zhao." Elder Zhao said without realizing it. He briefly asked a few questions about Gang Leader Yang's situation, but soon couldn't bear it any longer. He changed his voice and said, "Although you are Yang

Granddaughter of the gang leader, you have never officially joined the Beggar Clan, right? You have never been in charge of the gang's internal affairs, and you have never practiced the dog-beating stick technique. I think your idea of ​​​​being a person and doing things is also in line with our Beggar Clan tradition.

No...it wouldn’t be appropriate to put the dog-beating stick in your place, right?”

Yang Yifan glanced at Team Miao who was recording something quickly, and said to Elder Zhao: "What do you mean by this? My grandfather is not dead yet."

"Let's have a good chat and don't get angry. The old gang leader is getting older. This hospitalization will definitely hurt his vitality," Elder Zhao said. "Actually, after so many years, the old gang leader..."

Yang Yifan interrupted him: "I'm blocking your way to make money."

"Oh, you..."

Yang Yifan: "Grandpa Zhao, Elder Zhao, I would like to ask, what is the tradition of your Beggar Clan? You indulge your disciples in stalking and catching rapists, and you also help the paparazzi secretly take photos and sell them for money. Is this the tradition of the Beggar Clan? Disciples make money.

How much money can I honor you with?"

"Who started this rumor? It's nonsense!"

"At the beginning of that year, a hotel opened on the outskirts of the city. A group of your disciples were hired by their competitors to make a special trip there to cause trouble, disrupting the ceremony and alerting the police. Is this true?" Yang Yifan said, "

Even if you forget, the local police station still has records."

Captain Miao felt that his two ears were no longer enough, and he wished he could stand up another pair on top of his head.

Yang Yifan: "But I heard that after the disciples were released, no one was punished. It was all because of your special instructions."

"That's not my disciple!" Elder Zhao denied it at first, and then his tone softened, "I just think that everyone has difficulties, so I'm just trying to say a nice word. Xiao Yang, not everyone is.

Like you, we have the same opportunity to go to college and become bosses. After all, there are still many people in our gang who are suffering. If you can help, you can help, and if you can't... you must at least be considerate!"

Yang Yifan sneered: "Isn't it? Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat."

"What are these words?" Elder Zhao said again, "Is our Beggar Gang not as popular as Xingjie Gangqi, or is our popularity not as popular as theirs? Why is it that Xingjie Gang has not cared about the deception and abduction over the years and is able to prosper? We

Just wasting time and doing nothing? Our ancestors also had property, but it was just handed over to the state in the early days of liberation! Yifan, the old gang leader is old and still has an old brain. For the sake of his health, we should not do it either

If you keep bothering him with these trivial matters, please help Grandpa Zhao convey your intention. You can rest assured that the dog beating stick is in my hands. I am not as impulsive as Lao Tian, ​​nor will I be as indifferent as the other two. I promise...

…”

Yang Yifan interrupted him: "I can't convey it, you can telepathically communicate with him yourself."

"you……"

Before Elder Zhao could finish speaking, Yang Yifan hung up the phone. The phone was spinning around on her fingertips. She raised her head and looked at Team Miao, "Did you hear that? Team Miao, the water is very deep. They would rather claim kidnapping for ransom than

I don’t want to tell the truth to the police. Shouldn’t it be time for you to investigate?”

"Let me say it again, my surname is Miao." Team Miao stood up and turned to his colleagues, "Convene a meeting and prepare to interrogate the suspects separately! This is Yan Ning!"

The rising tide finally reaches the beach, and everything hidden in the gravel will be exposed to the sky.

Yu Lanchuan's charging cell phone buzzed, knocking him off the table. Without taking his eyes off the computer screen, it was as if he had eyes in his ears. He quickly reached out to grab it, making Liu Zhongqi on the other side of the desk look envious.

Fangguang: "Brother, can you..."

"No," Yu Lanchuan interrupted him, "If someone knocks on the door, drive over - Hey, Lao Xian, what are you doing again?"

"The limelight is wrong, Mr. Lan!" Yu Yan lowered his voice on the phone, "The authorities suddenly want to investigate Yanning's illegal civil society organization!"

Yu Lanchuan: "Is there another Qigong master who sells eggs?"

"It's not a qigong master! The news I heard said it's the Beggars Gang and the Xingjiao Gang! They were mentioned by name. I'm not high enough, so I don't know what the specific situation is now. The last time I arrested the qigong master, the gangsters from the Xingjiao Gang attacked the police.

After three rounds of torture, I would rather plead guilty than admit that there is an organization behind it. I know it in my heart, but I am afraid of causing trouble to Uncle Yang and Sister Meizhen, so I don’t dare to say it - listen to me, don’t get involved, and don’t interfere.

…”

Yu Lanchuan frowned suddenly.
To be continued...