A group of "suspects" who were regarded as pursuing Wang Chengzhu left the gendarmerie compound one after another and walked along the road toward their residences or workplaces.
Freelancers and parole officers who care about their families go to their homes. Although people like them are faced with food and clothing, it is important to go back first to report that they are safe. Furthermore, after spending a night in a smelly dungeon, they need to wash up before going out. It looks better in terms of face. Although the Japanese gendarmerie released the people, they haven't had any water or rice for half a day and a night, and they are so hungry that they urgently need a place to rest in the Five Zang Temple.
Others who go to their workplaces may also have plans to go back to wash up and have a meal. Some "respectable people with status" may even feel weak and photophobic when they walk out of the high wall, but they have to respect their livelihood. Hurry to the place where you work and register, so as not to miss the job and lose your job. This is more important than comfort. As for the smell of skin and flesh and clothing being "pickled", I don't care that the hard work itself will make me sweat and stinky; working as a clerk Those who work will be kicked out by the team leader and driven back to their residence to sort out housekeeping.
It was impossible to approve asking for leave to go home. One day's salary was deducted and I had to come to work in the afternoon. I worked for half a day in vain, but I was happy with it. The reason was simple and straightforward. I kept my job.
Leaving aside the innocent passers-by who were watching the fun with Wang Chengzhu and were caught in the detention center because they were too slow to run away and were released with excuses, the group of Japanese traitors in the gendarmerie conference room who were trying to catch a big fish with a long-term goal were destined to be disappointed. .
Not to mention that Wang Chengzhu checked out of the hotel early and rented a B&B, which reduced his social circle to the greatest extent. The group of innocent passers-by walked away in pieces, as if they had no intention of contacting each other. .
Gendarmerie, conference room.
The assistant officer sitting in the chief position was holding a tea cup and savoring the aroma of tea. The subordinates on both sides of the long table were waiting quietly for their boss to give instructions.
"Report." A voice came from outside the conference room door.
"Come in." The assistant officer responded, put down the teacup in his hand, and took a piece of paper filled with dense numbers from the hand of the military policeman who walked in quickly.
After reading it hastily, the assistant officer handed the note paper to the subordinate on the left, indicating that it should be circulated.
This chapter has been completed!