"Li Fugui is very cautious and never puts his eggs in one basket, so he has many places to hide things. There are two that I know of..."
"In addition, I once overheard while he was drinking too much that the old factory director resigned because of his frame-up..."
"In addition, there is..."
In the interrogation room, Qin Huairu, who had given up her all, betrayed Li Fugui completely. She bullied men and dominated women, took bribes, and framed and colluded. These incidents one by one were simply shocking and difficult to describe!
"How courageous a dog is, how courageous a dog is!"
He Zishi was naturally very angry when he heard this. He slapped the table and kicked the stool, wishing that he would be arrested and killed right now.
Chu Heng also frowned. He had always known that Li Fugui was a bit of an asshole, but he never expected that he would be such an asshole!
He listened for a while and saw that Qin Huairu still kept talking and kept talking about some woman he had slept with or how many things he had been greedy for. He felt really bored after hearing this, so he called He Zishi.
After saying hello, he turned around and left the interrogation room, and went to the director's office to drink tea.
"Clatter, tick, tick, tick!"
This is not peeing, nor is it prostatitis...
In the director's office, Chu Heng held He Zishi's large enamel jar and poured himself a cup of strong tea that had just been brewed in it.
The tea is piping hot and black and yellow in color.
"Zi Li!"
After taking a careful sip, he slowly closed his eyes, savoring the bitter taste of tea with a hint of freshness in his mouth, while his mind was also running rapidly.
He was recalling what Qin Huairu said just now.
Obviously, the hidden grandson is a big shot and has a grudge against him.
But who could this person be?
Chu Heng had a headache as he thought about the people who had problems with him, feeling that every one of them was suspicious.
It is true that he has many friends, but there are also many who have offended and disliked him.
After all, he is not RMB, so it is impossible for everyone to like him.
After almost twenty minutes passed like this, He Zishi walked into the office with a big black face, slapped the notebook in front of Chu Heng, and said angrily: "This Li Fugui is so arrogant, I must
Bring him to justice!”
"Oh, come on."
Chu Heng rolled his eyes and did not try to persuade him. He knew He Zishi too well. He was a pure and reckless man. There was no use in persuading him. He could only wait until he hit the wall.
He had even thought about how to fish him out after the guy hit his head and was bleeding.
"You have to help me."
After He Zishi took a sip of tea, he said honestly and politely: "Li Fugui's roots are too deep. I may not be able to move him myself."
"Go away, dig a hole and bury it yourself."
Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him, put down the tea cup slowly, stood up slowly, turned his head and ran away with a puff of cigarette.
He hasn't wiped his own shit now, so how can he have time to get involved in these things?
After driving out of the police station, Chu Heng pondered for a moment, then turned the steering wheel, turned the car to the left, and ran towards the telegraph building.
He went all the way to Wangfujing and then turned into Chang'an Street.
When passing Tiananmen, I also saw a few people fishing on the Jinshui River, which has just become more civilized. However, the weather is still a bit cold now, and the fish don't like to eat very much. The few people harvested very little, and only caught a few small fish.
Grass carp is not enough to make a pot of soup.
Chu Heng, who hadn't touched a pole for a long time, felt itchy for a while. He parked the car aside and walked over to look at it for a while. It wasn't until he saw an old man catching a crucian carp that he drove forward with satisfaction.
Not long after, he came to the telegraph building.
It was still very lively inside. Hundreds of people were crowded in the spacious and bright hall, some were sending telegrams, and some were making long-distance calls.
Chu Heng waited in line for a while, quickly got a form, and ran to the side to fill in the contents.
He wanted to send a telegram to his third uncle and grandpa, entrusting him with the help of a knowledgeable and diligent woman to help take care of the house. She would be picked up when he went to the big city in a few days.
Originally, he wanted to call and tell him, but he didn't know what happened to the broken phone number of the Xicao Brigade. He called several times but couldn't get through. In addition, he was pressed for time, so he had no choice but to come here and send a telegram.
"Hey, look at that person, is he Chu Heng?"
"Where is it? Hey, it's really him, he's so handsome!"
"You two, keep your voices down! Don't let that kid hear you!"
"What happened if I heard it?"
"Oh, what else happened? You two haven't heard, this kid just killed a person two days ago!"
…
Just as Chu Heng was writing the telegram, several staff members of the telegraph building also discovered this handsome boy, pointed at him and whispered, their voices were very low, but he could really hear it.
"I'm a stinker on the street now!"
Chu Heng frowned, glanced at the women who were still talking about him, and didn't take it seriously. How could he, an old man, be as knowledgeable as a few talkative women?
And this is all a small problem. When he comes back to find out the person behind the scenes, and then comes up with something more powerful, the matter will be over.
He was familiar with this thing, it was often seen in later generations, and it was not difficult to operate.
A few moments.
Chu Heng filled out the telegram, then took the form and walked up to the women who were discussing him just now, handed it to one of the little girls, handed over the money, left an intoxicating smile, and gave it to her.
Exited the telegraph building.
The women who were so fascinated looked at his disappearing back, their hearts fluttered for a moment, and then they began to doubt.
How could our handsome and gentle Brother Heng kill someone?
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
It must be those people who spread it randomly!
And even if he did kill someone, he must have killed someone who had committed a heinous crime!
Hum~
…
After Chu Heng left the telegraph building, he went to the Grain Bureau again to talk to his second uncle.
The car sped along and arrived at the place in less than twenty minutes.
When Chu Heng drove into the hospital, the man outside the door, who had a strong sense of justice, still ignored this guy. He even rolled his eyes at him and spit out thick, burnt phlegm!
"unlucky!"
Chu Heng looked angrily and funny through the rearview mirror at the old man who looked like a messenger of justice, shook his head with a wry smile, stepped on the accelerator, and soon the car arrived at the foot of the office building.
Parking the car downstairs, he strode into the office building, ignoring the bureau employees who looked at him strangely, followed the stairs to the outside of Chu Jianshe's office, and slammed the door hard.
After hearing the answer, Chu Heng pushed the door open and entered.
Chu Jianshe looked up and saw that he was coming, his face instantly darkened, and he was the first to ask: "How is the investigation going? Have you found out who is causing trouble?"
