The person responsible for handling the case is not a fool. He knows that every second you spend in Beishan will have an extra risk.

Someone got out of the car and negotiated: "What's wrong with you? Tell you to get out of the way, we are performing official duties."

A large number of people in front were quarreling, but suddenly they turned around and surrounded them.

Xiao Hong didn't have to pretend that his eyes turned red, and cursed: "Perform your grandma's official duties and tell you that my car is hit and it's still on fire. If you want to die, just say it!"

His scolding was equivalent to driving. A large group of people behind him cursed, and for a moment, the crowd was excited and seemed to be hijacking. There were four small cars in the convoy responsible for escorting Zhao Daxi, and four policemen were sitting in one of them. It was a decoration if they really started.

He came out to call out the man with a heart full of injustice. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a group of people who had taken guns and medicine and were scolded without any brains. The man was a little panicked when Xiao Hong scolded him and quickly retracted back into the car.

Several people in the car discussed a few words: "Can you turn around?"

The driver shook his head in a dilemma: "This is the national highway, turn around and go southwest to Shenzhen."

Several people in the car were speechless together, but had no choice but to find another way: "Call the local traffic police team and ask them to deal with the scene as soon as possible."

A few people thought about this, so someone asked the number check station and called the traffic police team. Although it was midnight, there were people on duty in the traffic police team. The duty officer agreed to send people to clean up the scene quickly. But one kilometer away from the "car accident scene", there were several police cars in a tow truck, and a ticket of traffic police were accompanying Secretary Zhang of the Political and Legal Committee to smoke and chat.

Xiaohong was also a bold person. When he saw that there were only four policemen in the convoy, he obviously had a vicious idea. Zhao Daxi shook his head at him through the car window, hoping that he would not do anything randomly. Xiaohong reluctantly led the people back, sitting or standing far away and staring at this side, looking like he was eyeing him. The person in the car looked at him for a while, and even the stupidest person understood that this was not the scene of the car accident. It was clearly acting.

Someone reacted and exclaimed: "Director Liu, these are Zhao Daxi's people!"

Director Liu's face changed several times, and he finally panicked and pulled the collar of Zhao Daxi's clothes.

Director Liu was really scared and shouted in panic: "Zhao Daxi, you want to rebel, please let them go!"

Zhao Daxi's face had never been so gloomy, and he squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "You try to move me again?"

Xiao Hong and his group stood up again in the distance. Director Liu's face sucked a few times unconsciously, and finally subconsciously let go of his hand. Zhao Daxi was as if nothing had happened. He grabbed the wrinkled clothes by him, then closed his eyes and took a nap. He sneered in his heart that only a few people dared to come to Beishan to play wild, which was simply a super joke.

The road ahead was still blocked, and something happened again when it was almost dawn. At dawn, news spread in Zhaojia Village. The eyes of the elders of Zhaojia Village also turned red. More than 300 moving people in the village picked up farm tools and walked for more than ten kilometers. When the sun just came out, the convoy escorting Zhao Daxi was surrounded by people in Zhaojia Village. At around 8 o'clock, the villages were working in the Zhaojia Village factory, and the three layers inside and three layers outside completely blocked the national highway.

Director Liu's big sweat dripped down his forehead. He had brought four policemen and four guns, but he thought it was enough. But he knew that the customs here were so fierce. Hundreds of men, women, young and old all held guys in their hands, their eyes were fierce, and they rushed up just after something was turbulent. At present, it was like a fire bucket on the national highway, splashing a little sparks. More than 20 people in the four cars had to be undone by the angry people around him.

Director Liu sweated more and finally surrendered: "College Zhao, you don't want to cause trouble, right?"

Zhao Daxi grinned and snorted coldly, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed. When the scene was about to lose control, Zhang Han arrived with Secretary Zhou. A large number of Beishan police officers pretended to maintain order and persuaded the elders of several villages to stay first. If they appeared later, these comrades from the province, even the people and cars would be demolished, and even the bones would not be left.

Secretary Zhou obviously also received the news just now, and his face turned gloomy and knocked on the car window: "I am Zhou Tianqing, Secretary of the Beishan Municipal Party Committee. Comrade, please show your ID."

The people in the car never dared to be arrogant anymore and took out their IDs. They were all civil servants with the national emblem printed on the IDs.

Secretary Zhou was not vague in the face of major events, and asked coldly: "If the Commission for Discipline Inspection wants to arrest the Standing Committee of the People's Congress of Beishan, you should say hello to the People's Congress of Beishan City in advance. Even if the Beishan area is too small and has no face, you have to go through Dongguan City. Comrade, you are not doing this very gloriously."

Director Liu was not stupid either. He saw that he could not fool him, so he simply cheated: "The matter was decided by the superiors. We just came to perform official duties and didn't know anything else."

Zhang Han was waiting for what he said, and stood up from behind and sneered a few times: "This is easy. People can be handed over to you for review, but they must be reviewed in Beishan City... Please, there are still many empty rooms in Beishan Hotel."

Secretary Zhou was steady after all, and he was calm and calm: "Comrades, please call your superiors and ask for formal procedures if you want to ask someone to take the formal procedures."

Director Liu had been scared to surrender, so he hummed for a few times and stopped talking.

Zhang Han then got on the roof of the car and shouted a few times: "The villagers are all dispersed. I believe the government will give Village Chief Zhao a reasonable explanation."

The elders of Zhaojia Village knew about his relationship with the village chief. When they saw him talking, they dragged their families back to the same route.

When he arrived at Beishan Hotel, Zhao Daxi was detained alone in a room on the top floor. Director Liu was still shocked. He could only drink a few sips of water and his throat was a little dry. His eyes were still bloodshot when he didn't sleep all night. Zhang Han turned a few winks, and several waiters brought hot water towels to settle the twenty or so comrades from the province first.

At 9:00 a.m., the National People's Congress site.

Oda also sweated a little on the rostrum and came to Secretary Su and whispered a few times: "Secretary, Zhao Daxi has been quarantined and investigated."

Secretary Su was surprised: "When did it happen, and who gave the order?"

Oda glanced at the tall leader not far away, and gritted his teeth and said, "What happened last night, the order issued by the Commission for Discipline Inspection... The message I just received has not yet left Beishan."

Secretary Su also turned his head and looked at the man. After all, he was a first-rank official and very calm.

His face changed slightly, and he whispered: "Go to Beishan immediately and figure out the situation."

Oda was aware of the knowledge and nodded gently, and then he asked for a taxi to leave after leaving the venue.

Besides, Zhao Daxi calmed down at the Beishan Hotel and washed his face and shaved slowly. The door of the room suddenly opened, and Zhang Han and Secretary Zhou entered the door at the same time.

Zhang Han turned around and closed the door and spoke in a deep voice: "Secretary Zhou asked a friend from the province to understand the situation. This time they came prepared. Your qualification as a member of the National People's Congress has been dismissed by the People's Congress of Dongguan City... Moreover, it is said that it is our Beishan City. Someone wrote an anonymous letter to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection to report and expose you, and also listed several of your crimes."

Secretary Zhou also looked a little embarrassed: "Who reported you has not yet figured out, this is a strictly confidential matter."

Zhao Daxi felt at ease and could still laugh: "I am a small village chief, and I can use the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection to review me. If I tell you this, I will be very proud."

Zhang Han and Secretary Zhou looked at each other, but they were not as good as him. Everyone in charge knew that it must be Jin Yang. As for the person who wrote an anonymous letter, it was hard to guess. Zhao Daxi was locked up in the Beishan Hotel alone. He rarely had time to calm down and learned about the pain. Why was he so desperate? The answer was already very obvious, because Zhao was not shameless compared to Jin Yang and was too tolerant to others and things.

At twelve o'clock noon, more and more people gathered outside the Beishan Hotel.

Director Liu and his friends looked out through the window. There was a large area of ​​people outside the hotel, and they couldn't count how many people were. They looked like they were from the countryside, and some were holding children and those who drove tractors were looking upstairs. If it weren't for the Beishan police controlling the scene, the crowd would have rushed in long ago.

In front of another window, Zhang Han's tone was quite calm: "Director Liu, everyone from Lao Wang Township is coming to make trouble for Zhao Da. If you want to take the person away, just hold on tight. The people's emotions are a little unstable. The police force in our small Beishan area is limited, so I can't guarantee that the people in your task force will be safe."
Chapter completed!