? Xiao Liu has been very proud of himself recently. Relying on his relationship with his uncle who is the deputy director of the Provincial Public Security Department, and his luck in solving two small and medium-sized cases, he has successfully climbed to the position of deputy captain of the criminal police team.
, and was promoted to the rank of third-level superintendent. Now he feels like a spring-loaded locust, rushing wherever it sees blood.
I received a report today that someone violently beat up fifteen law enforcement members of the Urban Management Team. The team leader Mao Zhilong also had an arm broken. It was bloody. It was a typical major case. Xiao Liu immediately rushed to the front and now faced Jiang Siyu.
My enthusiasm has weakened a lot, and I am focused on getting promoted. I am ambitious that one day my position will surpass that of the woman named Jiang. Are I still afraid that she will not obediently stick to her?
"You, raise your hands and turn around slowly!" Xiao Liu bowed neatly, pulled out his pistol, pointed it at Xu Qing's back, and shouted a series of jargon with a serious look on his face.
Xu Qing did not turn away from the muzzle of the gun behind him, and was chatting with Xue Guoqiang: "Brother Xue, did you hear that? There is a Type 92 behind me now, and a bunch of skin-piercing ones are surrounding me. What should I do?
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Xue Guoqiang said in a deep voice: "Have you caused trouble again?"
Xu Qing said with a smile: "Actually, it's nothing. I can't stand the urban management officials biting people, so they broke off one of their claws. Even if they roared when they saw injustice on the road, they would take action when it was time to do so."
Xue Guoqiang said dissatisfied: "This society is authoritative and does not allow random acts. The right way is to cooperate with law enforcement agencies to figure out the ins and outs of the matter..."
"Xue Guoqiang!" Xu Qing interrupted Xue Guoqiang's words with a fierce shout, and said in a deep voice: "My current level is not lower than yours. Not to mention breaking two dog claws, even if I twist off a few dog heads, so what? The big deal is the ID.
Just put a few strokes on it, and you don’t need to take care of this matter. I can handle it myself."
After saying that, Xu Qing hung up the phone and cursed in a low voice: "Isn't that paralyzed just a bad secretary? Pull a woolen thread..." He turned around and looked at Xiao Liu coldly.
I originally wanted Xue Guoqiang to take charge of this matter, but I didn't expect that he encountered a soft nail and actually asked him to cooperate. Xu Qing's statement that it was not popular was definitely a lie. Anyway, he thought he was in control and was not afraid of making a fuss. Now he is very
It's past one o'clock, it's still very early.
"Is it you?" Xiao Liu saw the other person's face clearly, and the handle of the gun in his hand trembled for no reason. The sound of Xue Guoqiang just now was clearly heard by everyone, whether it was a police officer with a loaded gun or an urban management officer who got up.
We all understand what this name represents. The top person in Jiangcheng's system actually hung up the phone after being yelled at by the young man in front of him?
The most shocking thing is the last sentence, my level is not lower than yours!? No one knows what identity this boy is, but those who work in the mixed system are all human beings. This is a person who can scold the municipal party committee secretary bloody.
!Now even if Xu Qing leaves in a big way, no one will probably stop him. Didn't you see that the deputy captain of the criminal police quietly put the guy in his hand into the holster?
Xu Qing walked up to Xiao Liu with a stern face, frowned and said, "Are you responsible?" Xiao Liu nodded, feeling that the nerves in his head were short-circuited.
Xu Qing took out his ID from his pocket and handed it over directly. He pointed at the bearded Hu Chengduan who was still lying on the ground and groaned: "I beat this guy. He bullied a blind little girl. He should be beaten. Give it to him."
Keep a longer memory."
Xiao Liu looked through the documents mechanically, feeling his scalp numb. Now he finally understood why people could yell at Secretary Xue. He was a member of the special forces and had the rank of major general. Even the provincial governor was scolded by him.
I guess I have to endure it.
"You should be beaten if you bully others. If I hadn't seen that he needed medical treatment, I would have arrested him and locked him up for a few days. I hate this kind of guy the most..."
Xiao Liu respectfully presented the certificate to Xu Qing, and immediately put on an expression of indignation. He looked less like a proud criminal police captain, and more like a hawker who set up stalls in violation of regulations, and was often confiscated by the urban management.
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There is no teacher in the mixed system, and the art of changing faces is self-taught. Xiao Liu can be said to have thoroughly studied the three flavors. The weight between an urban management officer and a special force major general can be weighed out by anyone who is not a fool.
Xu Qing put the certificate into his wallet, took out a few banknotes, and whispered: "Then I can go?" Xiao Liu quickly nodded: "Of course, if you are in this city, I can send a car to take you off."
Xu Qing shook his head and said: "It's free if you give it away. There are five hundred yuan here. Give it to the little girl selling flowers when I leave." As he said this, he put the banknotes in his hand into Xiao Liu's hands, and then rushed to the side who was standing stupidly.
Jiao Kuan waved his hand and said: "If we leave, we have to change places again."
Jiao Kuan came to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, and walked quickly towards the pickup truck, followed closely by Xu Qing. At this moment, Xiao Liu's phone rang rapidly, and he couldn't hear it (4).
I know that I must be closely related to Xue Guoqiang.
No matter how Xue Guoqiang handles it, his status as the big brother in Xu Qing's heart has been shaken. Human relationships are as cold as autumn water. This world is so realistic. In the eyes of senior officials in the mixed system, there will never be friends and enemies, only friends.
political interests.
After getting in the car, Xue Guoqiang called as soon as he pressed his head against the seat cushion. Xu Qing simply hung up the phone. He hung up five times in a row and finally stopped. However, Tang Guobin's voice rang out in the headset.
"Qingzi, the kidnapper called half an hour in advance and told me to take the ransom in person to the gate of Beixin Building. The specific location will not be determined until we get there."
Xu Qing cheered up and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you at Beixin Building first." Jiao Kuan understood and started the car without any instructions and went straight to Beixin Building.
Beixin Building is located in the most prosperous center of Jiangcheng City. There is a huge flow of people every day. It is against common sense for the kidnappers to choose this kind of place as the place to pay the ransom. However, Zhang Xiaoqiang has always been a guy who does not follow common sense, which is a bit strange.
There is nothing wrong with the wonderful idea.
Jiao Kuan drove very steadily, but there was nothing remarkable about his speed. He gave the impression of being an ordinary driver, and the first-class driving skills mentioned by Tang Guobin were not reflected.
A quarter of an hour later, the car parked in the parking space on the right side of the main entrance of Beixin Building. This time, time was running out. Xu Qing did not get out of the car and take a walk, but chose to sit in the car and wait for the news. He had just smoked a cigarette and heard the sound in his headset.
Then Tang Guobin's voice came: "I've arrived, just on the left side of your car..."
Turning around, he saw a black Land Rover. The window glass was opaque, but Xu Qing could see that it was Tang Guobin driving the car. There were several oversized blackcurrant bags in the back compartment, and they were colorful and colorful.
It's stacks of U.S. dollars. One hundred million U.S. dollars is not a small amount. It's really dazzling to put it in a bag.