Although the police in a small place have never seen the world, they have been exposed to many people from all walks of life, so they can see people quite accurately. First of all, these police officers are not locals, and secondly, they have a very special temperament, like thieves who commit murder and swindle goods, and people on the secret front.
The complex of special service personnel is by no means ordinary people.
There are no secrets in the county. Qin Xianyang’s embarrassing story is known to the whole city. The cuckold man died in the line of duty in the Middle East. His wife ran away with someone. There was only a widowed mother and a four-year-old child at home. The police took a look at Liu Handong’s
He asked, "Are you sending the ashes of the martyrs home?"
"Yes." Liu Handong replied.
"Where to stay?"
"Government guest house."
"Oh, pay attention to safety. Don't drink when you carry a gun." The policeman handed back the certificate. The gun certificate was genuine. His gun was a formal official gun and the police had no control over it.
Liu Handong said: "We didn't drink. No, someone forced us to drink liquor, and we almost got into trouble. Do you care?"
The policeman said nothing: "It's getting late. Go back and rest quickly. Don't delay your work."
The two sides went their separate ways, and the crowd who were looking forward to watching the show of gun battles between police and criminals continued to drink in disappointment. However, there was a little more talk, and some good people even started a bet on how Li Hu would deal with these foreigners tomorrow.
Liu Handong and others returned to the guest house and went back to their rooms to sleep. They all did the same thing before going to bed, taking out their guns, loading them, and stuffing them under the pillows.
This time when I returned to China, I took a special plane and went through the VIP channel to enter the customs, so I didn't go through the security check. All three of them brought guns, and there were more than one, but only Liu Handong's gun had a gun permit.
For those who have been through the storm, they will not care about the threat of the county gang. No matter how courageous Li Hu is, he would not dare to attack the public servants who carry guns. Facts have proved that Li Hu did not dare to make any small moves, and the night was uneventful.
, after dawn, several people got up, washed, had breakfast, and drove to the countryside.
A mourning hall has been set up at the entrance of Qinzhuang Village. There is a one-stop funeral service in the countryside. With just one phone call, we can set up a shed, make paper people and horses, and organize running mats. All the work is done at a reasonable price. It stands to reason that Qin Xianyang is a public servant.
A memorial service should be held at a funeral parlor in the city, with the leader reading a eulogy and colleagues observing the body in silence. This is the correct procedure. However, the Middle East branch is busy with preparations for the Prime Minister's visit and cannot spare any manpower to take charge of this matter.
It can only be handled by the people in my hometown.
Liu Handong also meant to follow the locals and do as the old man pleased. As soon as he entered the village, he was immediately greeted by someone. The Qin family was not a prominent family in the local area. There were hundreds of people, including the elders of the family and respectable men who were doing well.
He was elected to receive distinguished guests from the provincial capital.
Liu Handong was welcomed into the main room. The men from the Qin family were all wearing guest clothes and sitting on benches smoking. The man in charge of greeting the guests was a man in his fifties, wearing a gray polyester double-breasted suit with a camouflage stripe underneath.
Wearing military trousers and flip-up leather shoes, his conversation was quite insightful, and he kept offering Liu Handong cigarettes, one after another in the Red Flag Canal.
There were many women helping the cooks in the yard, and there was also a running banquet for ordinary people in the countryside. The villagers took some paper money to burn and had a meal with their families, which seemed lively and united.
The man's name was Qin Yuejin, and he was Qin Xianyang's cousin. He looked at the gold-inlaid urn placed in the mourning hall and said, "Xian Yang has left. What should I do if I leave my mother and child behind? Is there anything the organization can say?"
Liu Handong said: "The amount of pension provided by the state is small, but the money provided by relevant parties is enough for the elderly to live in peace in their old age, and for the children to receive medical treatment and go to school until they grow up."
Qin Yuejin said: "What is the approximate number?"
Liu Handong said: "More than 30 million, less than 40 million yuan."
There was a gasp of air-conditioning. This pension was enough to cover the entire township's GDP for a year. How could the Qin family, an uneducated old lady, spend such a large amount of money? She couldn't find anyone to help her spend it.
Qin Yuejin's throat trembled, and he asked with concern: "Then someone must take care of this money, otherwise what will happen if it is taken away by Xian Yang's wife?"
Liu Handong said: "I am Xianyang's comrade-in-arms and his colleague. I will take care of his funeral."
Qin Yuejin said: "Then we can rest assured."
In the afternoon, the number of people who came to express their condolences suddenly increased. Even people from the township came. A deputy township chief came to express condolences to the families of the martyrs on behalf of the township party committee secretary and the township chief. The deputy township chief wore a black jacket, trousers, and flip-up leather shoes.
There was some mud on it, which made him even more friendly to the people. As soon as the leader appeared, Qin Yuejin was dwarfed by him, and he consciously stepped back to make way for the stage, allowing the deputy mayor and Liu Handong to stand in front of each other.
The deputy township head chatted with Liu Handong, using clichés without leaving any traces. When he learned that Liu Handong's administrative rank was at the top and that he was some kind of special commissioner from the Zhongyanhuang headquarters, his attitude immediately changed subtly, from being reserved to being on pins and needles.
After a while, he left in a hurry.
Not long after the deputy mayor left, the cries outside suddenly turned from a small chorus to a chorus of thousands of people. Qin Yuejin ran out and saw that there were more than a dozen cars at the entrance of the village, as well as a van pulling wreaths. Dozens of people got out of the car.
The people wearing sackcloth and wearing filial piety are all relatives of the Wang family.
After all, Wang Juan is still Qin Xianyang's wife legally, and it is reasonable for her family to come to express condolences. No matter how serious the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is, or how bad the relationship between husband and wife is, it is not a reason to stop her. The Qin family moved out of the way, and Wang Juan
He brought a few middle-aged women with them, and they cried loudly. It looked like they were paid professionals. As soon as they took action, they immediately became the protagonists.
Li Hu did not appear, but he was also present. He was sitting in a BMW X5 with a face wearing sunglasses, watching from a distance. As soon as Wang Juan suffered a loss, he would immediately come over to help.
Both parties behaved themselves and did not cause trouble during the funeral. Liu Handong only acted as a bystander from beginning to end. He did not go back to rest until the evening. When he entered the agency guest house, a middle-aged man greeted him and said very enthusiastically: "Yes."
Director Liu from Beijing, I am Wang Tao from our Qin County Party Committee Office..."
It turned out that the main leaders of the county wanted to invite Liu Handong to dinner, but they had no other intentions. It was rare to see big leaders in a small place, especially leaders from Beijing. In the hinterland of the Central Plains, ancient customs still existed, so it was normal to entertain him.
Liu Handong was no longer stunned now, and he would not hit the smiling person. He readily agreed and took his men to the banquet. The banquet was held at a farmhouse far away from the county seat. The waiters were all simple country aunts, and the hardware facilities were not good.
No matter what, the dishes are all real green and healthy vegetables, wild roosters, freshly caught crucian carp from the fish pond, and local homemade wine, which is extremely rich.
Office director Wang Tao brought Liu Handong to the table. Everyone present stood up to say hello. Yi Shui was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt, black trousers and black leather shoes. This outfit almost became the official uniform of a Chinese official. Wang Tao introduced to Liu Handong: "This is our
Secretary Sun of the Qin County Party Committee."
"Hello, Secretary Sun." Liu Handong shook hands with the official wearing a Hermès belt, neither humble nor overbearing.
Then Wang Tao introduced a few more people, all of whom were major political figures in the county. Liu Handong finally understood. The grade of official uniforms was shown by the grade of the belt and watch. The secretary of the county party committee wore a big golden H-haircut, and the others were
I can only wear Montblanc, Ermenegildo Zegna and Dunhill. I basically don’t dare to wear watches anymore. I only wear a quartz Longines. It’s easier to explain if someone exposes me.
"This is County Magistrate Jia who came from Beijing to take a temporary post." When Wang Tao introduced a cadre, Liu Handong's pupils shrank slightly. This Deputy County Magistrate Jia was clearly the old liar Wei Shengwen, nicknamed Lao Gui.
Liu Handong naturally did not tell the truth. He looked calm and chatted and laughed with everyone. He was not a fake leader, but a genuine division-level state-owned enterprise cadre. He was not afraid wherever he went.
When everyone arrived, Secretary Sun stood up and said: "Don't laugh at the farmers' wine. They don't greet you well. Please forgive me for the distinguished guests coming from afar. Let's all go away."
After three glasses of wine, unfamiliar people became friends. As a distinguished guest, Liu Handong was warmly entertained. Secretary Sun gave a wink, and everyone came to toast in turn. Who is Liu Handong? He was a soldier, and he was also a member of the society.
He worked hard all day long. Due to the restrictions in the Middle East during this period, he didn't drink much. He was craving for wine and naturally accepted all comers. However, the overwhelming amount of wine from the county officials made him frustrated, and he actually drank.
Big.
People who drink too much like to brag, and Liu Handong is no exception. He boasted fiercely, saying how much our foreign personnel have contributed to the country's energy security. Of course, he did not forget to mention Qin Xianyang, calling him an unsung hero.
, due to confidentiality reasons, it had to be handled in a low-key manner.
The old ghost acted as a perfect supporter, and he could pick up a few lines on whatever Liu Handong mentioned. The two of them sang along, making the county leaders pay great attention to Qin Xianyang's funeral.
"The standard of the memorial service needs to be improved. Lao Wang, prepare a car to go to the countryside tomorrow. On behalf of the county, I will send a wreath and visit the old man." Secretary Sun said.
Wang Tao took out a small notebook and wrote down the leader's arrangements.
Liu Handong said: "I have some information, saying that Comrade Qin Xianyang's lover, Wang Juan, had an affair with a local man named Li Hu during the separation, and also embezzled the pension provided by the company, and did not take care of the elderly or children.
We are very passionate about fighting for interests, but we cannot let the martyrs bleed and sweat, and still be cuckolds."
Deputy County Magistrate Jia glanced at him casually, but Liu Handong's brain was burning with alcohol and he didn't notice.
Secretary Sun said: "Old Wang, please investigate this situation and deal with it as soon as possible. We cannot let the martyrs die in silence."
After a big drink and eight bottles of original wine, they were all drunk and drove away drunkenly. Deputy County Magistrate Jia took Liu Handong's car back and did not shy away from it on the way, saying: "Things here are better than
Your imagination is complicated. Li Hu belongs to Secretary Sun. Your comrade’s pension is more than 30 million. Even I have heard about it. How many pairs of eyes are staring at it. Just wait and see. When you leave, these wolves
It will swallow up the bones of orphans and widows, leaving nothing behind.”
Liu Handong woke up from the drunkenness and asked: "False county magistrate, how to solve this matter?"