Yan Bugui was drinking stick noodle porridge with peanuts in the house.
Yan Jiedi ran in from outside, her little face full of anxiety: "Dad, something happened. Several police officers went to my little sister's brother's house."
"What!" Yan Bugui's heart trembled.
The bowl in his hand fell on the table, and the stick noodle porridge splashed all over the floor.
"No, I'm going to take a look, but I can't let them accuse me wrongly."
He stood up, put on his coat and walked outside.
Halfway through, he turned back and kicked open the back room, shouting to Yan Jiecheng, who was sleeping soundly: "Jiecheng, get up quickly, something may happen to your Donglai brother."
"What?" Yan Jiecheng, who had sleepy eyes and a look of sleepiness on his face, suddenly woke up.
"Something happened? Brother Donglai is the director of the hospital. How is this possible?"
Yan Jiecheng hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out after Yan Bugui.
When I walked under the big locust tree, I almost tripped over my shoelaces and hurriedly bent down to tie my shoelaces.
At this time, Yi Zhonghai also rushed over.
He looked serious, but there was an unconcealable pride on his lips.
If the police come to your door, something will definitely happen.
Let you be the director, let you go to college, and let you not support me in my old age. I will be blind now.
Yi Zhonghai was feeling proud when a huge figure appeared behind him.
Turning his head, he saw Liu Haizhong humming a tune with his hands behind his back, and also came over.
In Liu Haizhong's opinion, Li Donglai should have been arrested long ago.
A young boy who had just joined the workforce could actually become a director. This was simply a slight to old comrades like them.
Now it's better. Not only can't he be the director, but he will also be imprisoned behind a fence.
It's called, it's called...
Yes, it’s called moral mismatch!
....
inside the house.
After Ding Qiunan entered the inner room, Li Donglai stood in front of the window and observed the appearances of all living beings outside.
He didn't walk to the door until the police comrades knocked on the door.
"Comrades, it's so late, is there anything wrong?" Li Donglai looked calm.
The middle-aged police officer leading the team used his eyes to signal the two police comrades behind him to guard the door and not let the onlookers approach.
Then, he looked Li Donglai up and down.
I feel sad that I am the director at such a young age.
I heard that I want to go to university.
Pity.
"Hello, Comrade Li Donglai, I am the director of our street police station. My surname is Gong. You are suspected of..."
Before he could finish his words, Li Donglai interrupted him with a smile: "Director Gong, you came just in time. I was about to report a matter to the street police station."
Director Gong’s head was filled with questions.
When criminals report things to the police station, do they have to surrender?
"Can you come in and let's talk alone? I remember that the steel rolling mill hospital handled the medical incident. It was your team, right?" Li Donglai was already determined at this time.
Ever since he discovered the jade pendant, he was sure that someone was trying to frame him.
The only way to frame him is to falsely accuse him of being a tomb robber to the police station, the public security bureau, or even the ministry.
As for which unit it is, it depends on how much energy the opponent has.
Of course, he is not afraid of slanting shadows.
No matter which unit came forward, they could not convict him.
However, if the other party is indiscriminate and takes him back for interrogation first.
Then there would be no way to implement the plan to find out the mastermind behind it.
And Director Gong once had a relationship with him.
It seemed that he was familiar with Section Chief Zhou Dao because of his business relationship, so he must be patient enough to listen to what he said.
really.
Director Gong was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched the bulging bag on his waist with his right hand, but in the end he nodded slightly.
He turned around and shouted outside: "Old Zhang, Da Liu, please stay outside. I'll have a few words with Director Li."
"Understood!" The two police comrades naturally understood what the director meant, and they unanimously put their hands on their waists and guarded the door.
Go into the back room.
Li Donglai took out a box of cigarettes and gave Director Gong some cigarettes. He also took one in his mouth and struck a match.
"hiss..."
Take a deep breath and exhale a large cloud of smoke.
Seeing Gong Suo holding a cigarette, he struck a match and asked, "Light it?"
Gong Suo was a little confused for a while.
Does this criminal have a big heart, or is there something wrong with his brain?
Knowing that the incident has already happened, he can still be so calm.
Or do you think that since you are the director, the police station will not dare to deal with him?
But facing the flickering flames, I subconsciously didn't want to waste it, so I clasped my hands and lit the cigarette.
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "Li Donglai, we received a report from the people that you are suspected of tomb robbing. Now our police station is going to search your house. Please cooperate."
...He doesn't even have the title of "comrade" anymore, he seems to have been identified as a criminal.
"Wait a minute, I'll show you something." Li Donglai held a cigarette in his mouth and was about to dig into his pocket with his right hand.
His action aroused Gong Suo's alert.
Gong Suo put his right hand on his waist, pointed at him, and said loudly: "What do you want to do?"
Li Donglai subconsciously raised his hands and said with a wry smile: "I have a photo in my pocket and I want to take it out."
photo?
"Okay, just stay in this position and don't move. I'll take it myself." Gong Suo covered his waist with one hand and put his other hand into Li Donglai's pocket.
After groping for a while, I pulled out a photo.
His eyes fell on the photo, his pupils shrank suddenly and his eyebrows raised, as if he had seen a ghost.
"This, this is..."
"Yes, the thing in the photo is that antique." Li Donglai slowly put down his hand and started rummaging in the pocket on the other side.
This time Gong Suo didn't stop him.
Soon, he pulled out a piece of paper and handed it over.
The note read, 'I have now received a jade pendant as evidence submitted by Comrade Li Donglai, and I hereby issue this receipt.' It was followed by the seal of the security department of the steel rolling mill and Zhou Dao's signature.
"You, why did you hand over the jade pendant?"
As soon as the words came out, Gong Suo felt that there seemed to be an ambiguity in the words, and added: "No, I mean, how can you, a tomb robber, hand it in?"
Tomb robber... Li Donglai smiled bitterly, picked up the hot water bottle and poured boiling water into two enamel jars.
He took out another bag of brown sugar from the cabinet.
"Gong Suo, do you want brown sugar?"
"Yes, yes." Gong Suo swallowed.
There are too many mysteries in the current situation of how things are developing.
However, he was already certain that Li Donglai was not a tomb robber.
Brown sugar water...only lesbians who are in confinement will be given brown sugar coupons. If you don't drink it, you won't drink it.
Li Donglai added two full spoons of brown sugar to each enamel jar and stirred evenly with a spoon.
The room was instantly filled with the unique smell of brown sugar.
Sipping the sweet brown sugar water, Li Donglai told the ins and outs of the jade pendant.
Gong Suo drank brown sugar water and digested what Li Donglai had told him.
His brows knitted into knots.
Obviously, Li Donglai discovered the jade pendant.
He 'predicted' that someone was going to frame him, so he went to the steel rolling mill to report the crime.
And he asked the Security Department to issue a receipt to prove it for himself.
However, there seems to be another problem.
"If you had known that someone was going to frame you, why didn't you directly ask the Steel Rolling Mill Security Department to investigate the matter."