Xue Xiang put on his bicycle and headed straight to the Xicheng District Public Security Bureau.
Even though the sales lady was nagging, she was right. The local police station probably didn't have the time to handle what he considered a major case.
The Xicheng District Public Security Bureau is located on Guangwu Road. Although it is a branch, it is a branch of the Beijing City Bureau. In terms of structure, it is equivalent to the director of the Dejiang City Bureau. It is a division-level unit and has great prestige.
This is well reflected in the office building of the Xicheng Public Security Bureau. It is six stories high and covers an extremely large area. Under the bright sunshine, the golden national emblem in the center of the building sparkles.
When the car arrived in front of the door, I realized that this was not the Public Security Bureau, but the building of a core ministry of the central government.
Xue Xiang had a bad impression when a branch was built on such a scale. But when he actually entered the station, he talked about the kidnapping case and the paint-splashing case. The policeman who took the notes for him finished the writing with a few strokes and closed the documents.
He said, "We have grasped the situation you responded to. Go home and wait for notification!"
"Is this okay? Xue Xiangjue collapsed.
Unexpectedly, the fat police officer glared and hummed, "What else do you want? Could it be that you want to participate in the investigation and enter the conference room to participate in decision-making?"
Xue Xiangdao, "Okay, I hope your police will detect it as soon as possible!"
The fat police officer snorted coldly and walked out.
Xue Xiang's heart felt slightly cold. He really didn't expect that the legendary police and civilian family would be turned upside down in some places. Maybe this was not an isolated case.
Today, with the tide of reform and opening up, the police department is inevitably affected. The bosses of various units seem to be more and more interested in making friends with rich people. Just by looking at this brand-new building that has recently been built, you can know the bosses of Xicheng District.
I'm afraid he is not a simple person.
Xue Xiang does not reject this kind of economically minded chief executive. Such people are often what superior leaders need most. They have the ability to solve the actual difficulties of the unit and do not complain to superior leaders.
Today, when all government agencies and units are facing general difficulties, this kind of people are often the most valued by superior leaders.
Energizing the unit economy is a kind of ability, and it is also an important indicator for evaluating leadership ability nowadays.
But it is a sin to only engage in economics and ignore his own duties, so that Xue Xue suffers such cold treatment. It is a huge sin. Xue Yanei is going to explode.
Having held back my anger, I was immersed in moving forward, thinking about what to do.
Wu Yingxiong was a man of low character and was described as wretched. Xue Xiang did not think highly of him. But in the end, it was because of himself that he got involved in the dispute at hand.
For this reason, Xue Xiang must take the cover for Wu.
"Who is that, stop for me!" A voice suddenly shouted from behind.
Xue Xiang turned his head. A tall police officer walked over quickly. He was about forty years old, with a Chinese character face, heavy eyebrows, and a majestic appearance. He was followed by two powerful police officers.
He hurriedly walked to Xue Xiang, stared at him and said, "Are you here to report the case?"
Xue Xiang nodded, and the tall police officer waved his hand, "Take control and interrogate carefully. I think there are many doubts about this case. Maybe the missing person was the one you framed. If a thief comes and calls "Catch the thief," come with us and explain everything properly.
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As soon as he finished speaking, two powerful policemen sandwiched Xue Xiang on the left and right, holding his arms with both hands.
Xue Xiang allowed the two men to hold him, without being surprised or angry, and said with a smile, "Let me guess, you must know Brother Lang with the brass chain. Maybe you are poking him in the back, which is interesting."
Xue Xianglai reported the crime in an attempt to use the power of the police to find Brother Lang's lair. Such a low-level character has countless wormholes and rat holes. Finding him is really a problem.
Unexpectedly, when I went to the public security bureau to report a case, I found no traces of rats, but instead led to a python.
Just because the old wolf was scared off by him that day and dared to speak arrogantly, he had to be careful. Xue Xiang knew that this was somewhat different from ordinary low-level people.
Today, paint was thrown at the door of Wu Yingxiong's house and Wu Yingxiong was robbed. How could a person with such brutal methods not have some official backing?
But Xue Xiang didn't expect that the mouse lived in the cat's house. This time, he bumped into the mouse hole.
The tall police officer was slightly stunned. He raised his head and said in a pinched voice, "You have a good brain. Now that you have guessed it, I won't follow you around. You can slide out of that courtyard and take it with you."
Xiong Wu bit the head of the old wolf, let this matter be over, if not, I will treat you to jail, boy, life or death is your own choice."
Xue Xiang said quietly, "Now that we have found the rightful owner, this matter will be easy to handle. If I leave, if I don't send him off, I will definitely meet him later, and I will also regret it." As he said that, he shook his arms slightly, and the two policemen came.
It was as if they were hit by a mad cow, and each of them turned towards the two sides.
As he fell down, the one on the left hit the tall police officer hard, causing him to fall to the ground with a loud bang. Then, a scream was heard, and when he got up,
When looking around, there was no trace of Xue Xiang anywhere.
"Check, let me find out which mouse hole that grandson came from. I have to dig three feet into the ground to find it. I will catch that grandson tonight."
The tall police officer screamed sharply, and a tall black blood blister appeared on his lips, which was extremely scary in shape.
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"Xiao Ma, ask the Economic Committee to report the latest fiscal and tax reform plan of the Beijing City Public Security Bureau."
Xue Xiang left the Xicheng Branch and returned to the Reform Commission compound.
It's not that he can't use violent means to subdue that nest of snakes and rats, but since he is within the system and this place is no better than other places, it is best to use the methods within the system to convince people.
Just like before, Ma Tianyu accepted the task and went down to make preparations without saying a word.
The person recommended by Zhang Wuji is indeed good. If he is a confidant, he must be an extremely talented person. He is taciturn, has no words at all, has a bright mind and is quick in his actions.
Half an hour later, Ma Tianyu walked in holding a pile of files.
Xue Xiang took the file, put it on the desk, and said with a smile, "Xiao Ma, I have always forgotten to care about you. Come, let's talk."
"good!"
Ma Tianyu followed Xue Xiang and sat on the bench in the rest area.
Xue Xiangguo really cared about Ma Tianyu. His parents asked him a lot about where he graduated, when he joined the reform committee, and which departments he was in. They asked a lot about everything in detail.
"Okay, a proud boy comes from a poor family. He is good-looking and has a bright future."
Xue Xiang smiled and patted Ma Tianyu on the shoulder, giving the final footnote to this conversation.
As soon as Ma Tianyu left, the phone on his desk rang.
Xue Xiang picked up the call and asked his name before someone said, "Is it Director Xue? I am Wei Huaqing from the Discipline Inspection Commission of the Beijing Municipal Committee."
There are many officials in the capital. Counting the central government and the Beijing Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, there are tens of thousands of department-level officials. Xue Xiangzi cannot remember them all, but when this Wei Huaqing called, he knew who this person was. (To be continued.)