At this time, the "North China Daily" and "Tianjin Daily" also fell on Kang Zihua's desk in the Party Affairs Office. There were articles written on them about Li Linian's experience in vigorously arresting underground party members and his various so-called words and deeds.
It is described above that Li Linian's work is like a divine help, and although other things are mentioned briefly, what kind of place is this? It is the Party Affairs Office, not a place for you to show off yourself, let alone a place for you to be slapped in the face.
Staring at the two newspapers with exactly the same content, Kang Zihua was almost going crazy. He never expected to meet such an idiot, an extremely arrogant idiot.
"Li Linian, please explain to me, are you out of your mind? Are you promoting our Peking Party Affairs Office or are you trying to kill us? Do you dislike your longevity?"
"Snapped!"
As the newspaper fell directly on Li Linian's face, Kang Zihua's unventable anger was directly vented, and he opened his mouth to curse.
"What the hell, aren't you very capable? It's just that you don't have any brains to do things. What the hell is going on here? Explain it to me. Why don't you say anything? Just say it!"
"Is it not enough that you dislike the liveliness of our Peking Party Affairs Office? Or do you think that our Peking Party Affairs Office is too small to accommodate a great leader like you? If you want to leave, I won't stop you. You can report and leave now.
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"Look, how narcissistic you are. You make yourself look like a flower, and others are just scum. Is your IQ given to a dog? You are such a loser.
The newspapers all called me to congratulate me."
Li Linian's face was as angry as pig liver at this time. This was not written by him at all, but even so, it still seemed to make him feel excited.
But the question was not written by him, but it was narrated in his name. He had already understood that someone deliberately made him look ugly, and this ugly person must be in the Party Affairs Office, and they wanted to drive him away.
The rhythm, even the rhythm of wanting him to die.
Praise to kill, this means to kill him directly without leaving any consequences.
But facing Kang Zihua's anger, he wanted to open his mouth and explain the situation several times, but how could Kang Zihua, who was so angry, want to hear his explanation? The newspaper even fell on his face.
Kang Zihua, who had been scolding for more than half an hour, was almost so angry that he sat there in a daze. He was really unable to scold anymore. He pointed at Li Linian's nose and cursed for half an hour, and his mouth was dry.
"Damn it, tell me, what do you think?"
Li Linian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Kang Zihua's inquiry, but also looked helpless.
"Director, I didn't write this at all. How could I do such a stupid thing? This must be someone with ulterior motives who wants to flatter me. Really, it must be like this."
"Praise and kill you. You have only been in Peiping for a few days, and you have no conflicts with others. Who the hell is going to praise you and kill you? Who the hell will have nothing to do. And you have been in the station, or going out to arrest people, there
What enemies do you have?"
"Maybe it was the underground party that did it?"
"The underground party, what the hell, do they know your situation? Look, even the situation in Taiyuan and Peking is written in such detail. Don't tell me, the underground party in Beiping knows everything about you." Kang Zihua snorted coldly, and then
Then he looked at the newspaper on the ground.
"I didn't know about your arrival in Peking until that afternoon. It had only been less than three days. You want to tell me that someone wants to persecute you. Who do you think you are?"
"This..." Li Linian was also a little confused. After all, the things above are all true. The things in Taiyuan and Peiping are quite detailed. Only he knows about it. Unless people from Peiping investigate the Taiyuan side, they will know some things.
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"I don't know. It seems that your thoughts are not used on handling the case, but on your own propaganda. Also, where are these underground party dens? Find them for me. Find them. Now everywhere
Everyone is laughing at us, it’s a joke!”
Kang Zihua really didn't know what to say, so he sat on the side and was sulking at himself.
"Let's do this. You should suspend your duties for three days and write a self-reflection to wake yourself up and see what you did wrong and why you did it. Write it more deeply!"
When Li Linian heard this, he was immediately stunned. He had only been here for less than three days, and it had only been three full days in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, he was directly suspended by Kang Zihua.
What the hell is this thing? This is his shame. But when he saw this article, he even suspected that he wrote it himself. It's a pity that his articles are not that high and he can't write such a beautiful article.
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"Go down first, Secretary Ma, and inform Director Jiang to prepare an announcement on suspension and re-awakening!"
Kang Zihua really didn't have the intention to tell him any more. After all, no one else could write such an article, so he most likely wrote it himself.
Looking at Li Linian leaving, Kang Zihua also felt a headache. After all, the incident occurred in his Party Affairs Office, not elsewhere. The Peking Party Affairs Office has become the biggest joke in the country.
From the merchant incident, to the massacre of villagers by Lu Pingan, to the assassination of Xu Yaoqian and Dong Biqi, behind this series of fatal events, I always feel that there is an invisible hand pushing the development of things.
But he still hasn't found who these hands are, and he doesn't even know who is causing trouble in this matter and wants to cause chaos in the Party Affairs Office.
Even with regard to the arrest of Gao Zhanhai and the others the night before yesterday, he had not found any useful information. As for Zuo Jun, he didn't look like it at all.
Even the Left Army has beaten him to death and has not sent a report to the underground party, leaking the incident of the underground party's arrest.
That night, there weren't many people who could leak the secret, but the problem was that we couldn't find it out. We really couldn't find it out. It was as if there had never been such a person.
Rubbing his forehead, Kang Zihua directly wrote down the newspaper incident on a blackboard. He wanted to put all the incidents together and find out who might be the evil one.
And this evildoer must be an underground party member.
He just felt a little powerless, and he still hasn't found out who it is!
Photos of all the people in the Party Affairs Office are posted here. He is almost certain that there is a mole in it, but who is this mole, how he transmits the information, and how he poisons it, etc., these are all his
Something to reconsider.
"Is that you?" He pointed at Xu Yaoqian and immediately shook his head.
Then he pointed at Zhang Tianhao and said to himself: "Is it you?"
But he immediately shook his head. Although it was said that Zhang Tianhao was involved in many things, he immediately rejected Zhang Tianhao's idea.
He pointed at Wang Shuxiang again. After all, only Wang Shuxiang has a radio station and a telephone here, so he can contact the outside world at any time. But he immediately rejected the idea that it was Wang Shuxiang. If the news was leaked, it should have been leaked long ago. It has not been there until now.
He also pointed at Liu Chengzhi, Ren Honggang, and Tanaka Masaru and other school-level officers, but he immediately rejected them directly, and he was not sure who it was.
Even the prisoner robbery a few days ago has not been concluded. It has been identified as an underground party, but why the underground party pretended to be bandits to rob prisoners, he still did not have a clear concept in his mind.
"damn it!"
The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt. After all, things were much more troublesome than he thought.
Just when he was distressed, Xu Yaoqian was also sitting in the office, looking at the two newspapers that Kang Zihua had sent to him on the table, and frowning.
There is positive propaganda here and there, the kind that puts the Peking Party Affairs Office on a fire rack, and if you are not careful, you will die and the light will be extinguished, and you will never be reincarnated.
"Are you mentally retarded, or is there someone who is deliberately trying to get in trouble with you and frame you?" Xu Yaoqian read it carefully again. The article was indeed written with passion and made people want to stop.
But the problem is that he doesn't look at the plot, but at the text. He wants to find some clues from the text.