An Qi rolled her eyes at Zhang Tianhao, then sat down, picked up a book, and started flipping through it casually.
"Haha, Sister An, what you said is that I just feel that we seem to be a little idle, don't we? I feel a little sorry for the party and the country."
"Okay, let's just go ahead and lie to the devil. You are the least active person at work, and now you say such things, it's boring."
"Really?" Zhang Tianhao also joked directly.
"Of course it's true. Do you think it's fake? By the way, there's one more thing. You should be careful. Someone seems to be targeting us now!"
"Target us?" Zhang Tianhao was also a little confused. After all, what did An Qi mean by this? He didn't understand at all why An Qi said that.
He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think much about it and sat down directly to start dealing with some things.
Just now, three large trucks and two small cars were heading towards Peking University at a normal speed. Even Liu Chengzhi and Dong Biqi had already imagined the credit they were about to receive and how many student activists they would have to capture.
Liu Chengzhi recalled what he had discussed with an agent he transferred from Tianjin two days ago. The agent himself had defected from the Red Party and was now being used by him.
Use him to attract active elements or party members among the students, and then take them down in one fell swoop, completely eradicating those dangerous elements among the students.
After all, today's lecture is not just for a small number of students, but also for students from other schools. Once the front and back doors of Peking University are sealed, no one will be able to get out.
Come and catch a turtle in an urn, where can you find such good things?
Liu Chengzhi was sitting in the car and couldn't help humming a ditty happily: "When I touch the girl's little hand, it's as soft as a bone..."
After a while, other scripts started to ring in the car, which even made him feel a little proud inside. He was even happy that he was doing things so seamlessly.
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Outside the Yongshun Hotel, a group of police cordoned off the place. At the same time, they arrested the teacher who gave the speech, and shouted loudly, "You dare to confuse the public with your lies here. Come here, take this down for me."
Carrying the body back together is really audacious."
"Why are you arresting us? Why don't you tell us that the agents killed Professor Jin? Why don't you tell us? Are you afraid? Are you wearing the same pants as them? You are their lackeys, you are their...
…”
The teacher wanted to say something, but a policeman nearby knocked him unconscious with a rifle butt, and his voice stopped instantly.
When the police captain saw it, he couldn't help but feel happy, and then said to the people next to him: "Very good, well done, well done. These scholars are just too used to them. They talk about this and that all day long.
Capture them all and find someone to claim this body as well."
Soon, a policeman searched the fake Professor Jin's personal ID for the Party Affairs Office. This made the team leader stunned. After all, this was related to the affairs of the Party Affairs Office.
He immediately ran into the hotel and called to report the matter. This matter was beyond his ability to handle.
The only people who knew about this certificate were him and two other policemen. No one else knew about it, not even the teacher and staff knew about it.
Kang Zihua, who was drinking tea in the office and waiting for Liu Chengzhi's triumphant return, could not help but hum as he listened to the sounds of Peking Opera coming from the gramophone.
He took a step forward in the office, then stretched out his hand and started singing along with the gramophone.
"The loud sound of golden drums and painted horns reminded me of the great ambition of breaking through the sky. I thought of the majestic peach blossom horse and the enemy's blood splashing on the pomegranate skirt..."
Da Ma Jin Dao walked around the room, got over his singing skills, took a few breaths, and then heard the phone on the table ringing.
"Hello, hello, who are you looking for?"
"Director Kang, it's me, Xiao Chen from the Beicheng District Police Department, it's like this. We found a corpse at the entrance of Yongshun Hotel. He was beaten to death on the spot. There were three staff members from Peking University there who were criticizing the spies.
Kill that guy named Professor Jin."
"Right now, citizens who don't know the truth are being encouraged to seek an explanation from you! I don't know how to deal with this matter? Please give me some advice from Director Kang."
It's just that Director Chen looked at the certificate on the table while he was on the phone, with a strange smile on his face, and did not tell Kang Zihua about this certificate.
After all, he still wanted to see what the outcome of this matter would be.
"What, Professor Jin is dead, was it killed by our people?"
"Yes, I heard from the three Peking University staff that Professor Jin was killed on the spot by the spies, and there were also assistants. The boss confirmed this, saying that he did not care about the interests of the party and the country, and so on.
He was shot three times and killed directly, and the person has now run away."
"Bastard, what a bastard. Who the hell used our name to kill people? Who is it?" When Kang Zihua heard this, he immediately understood what kind of Professor Jin was there. They arranged for someone to pretend to be Professor Jin.
Now that I'm done, I'm fucked directly.
He was so angry that he hung up the phone directly. He originally wanted to gain something today, but now when a person dies, he has nothing, and he has to be pointed at his spine and scolded.
After all, Professor Jin is also a famous professor. He is not very famous in Peiping, but he is still quite famous in Hong Kong, Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Even Shanghai knows a little about him. After all, he has gone to Shanghai to give lectures.
"Damn it, who, who killed him, I'm going to skin him!"
He picked up the phone and wanted to make a call, but as soon as he picked up the phone, he stopped. After all, there was no one in the Operations Department downstairs when he called. Now all the people have gone to Peking University, ready to arrest people.
"Damn bastard, something went wrong at this time. Who has such a strong sense of justice that they are looking for trouble for me? A good plan was aborted like this."
He was so angry that he directly picked up the cup on the table and threw it outside, smashing the door and making bursts of noise. The secretary outside was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe.
Then I heard crackling sounds and a sound like a wild boar roaring from inside the house. Even though the sound insulation in the room was good, some could still be heard outside.
Xu Yaoqian walked to the door and listened to the sounds coming from Kang Zihua's office. He was stunned for a moment and immediately understood that Kang Zihua was angry.
I don’t even know what caused the anger. This kind of nameless anger may have occurred too frequently. It didn’t take long before I got angry again.
There won’t always be a few days in a month when you’re in a bad mood, so let’s get angry!
Xu Yaoqian thought of this problem with a chill, then he shook his head with a wry smile, returned to the office, closed the door directly, and stayed silent for a while. There was no need to mess with Kang Zihua at this time and bring trouble to himself.
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"Here you go, Xiao He, go and roll your name to see if anyone has been out just now? And ask Section Chief Wang to see if anyone has made a call." He ordered to the secretary outside.