Having a goal is like a ship in the sea having a direction. All you have to do is ride the wind and waves and move forward.
While Liang Jian was concentrating on preparing for this matter, something happened on Hu Xiaoying's side.
This incident happened at the door of Jiangzhong Hotel. In the morning, as usual, Hu Xiaoying left the hotel and got on the bus to go to work. Just as she got on the bus, before the driver had time to close the door, a motorcycle suddenly roared from behind and met Hu Xiaoying.
As the cars passed by each other, a bucket of bright red paint fell from the sky and splashed half of the car body.
Hu Xiaoying, the driver, and the greeters at the entrance of Jiangzhong Hotel were all stunned, and it took them a long time to react. After reacting, the driver's first reaction was to chase the motorcycle. Hu Xiaoying shouted to stop.
He: "Stop chasing. Call the police first. Let the police handle it."
While talking, Hu Xiaoying had already walked out of the car. The car was covered with paint, so naturally it could not be driven to the provincial government. Hu Xiaoying said to the driver: "You wait here for the police, I will go to the work unit first."
The driver asked Yingbin to hail a taxi. After Hu Xiaoying got in, she rushed to the provincial government. Before her car arrived at the gate of the provincial government, the matter had already begun to spread quietly in the provincial government.
Come.
Liang Jian inevitably found out. Before, there were many rumors about him and Hu Xiaoying on the Internet. Many people in the provincial government knew that he and Hu Xiaoying had some personal relationships. That's why the matter spread.
, several people immediately notified Liang Jian through WeChat, text messages, QQ, and even phone calls with great kindness.
Liang Jian's first reaction was naturally that he was worried about Hu Xiaoying's safety. Liang Jian called Hu Xiaoying. When Hu Xiaoying picked up the phone, she seemed to have just gotten out of the taxi. Liang Jian asked: "I heard that someone splashed paint on your car this morning.
How are you? Are you okay?"
Hu Xiaoying laughed on the other end of the phone and said: "It's true that good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. So quickly, even you knew about it. I'm fine. I just ran away without being caught."
Liang Jian originally wanted to give a few more instructions, but after thinking about it, it might not be appropriate, so he said, "Then you should pay more attention in the past few days. It's best not to be alone. How about asking the Public Security Department to arrange two guards?"
Hu Xiaoying said: "No need. It's just a splash of paint. The security at Jiangzhong Hotel is okay, so don't worry."
"Oh well."
The conversation ended here. After hanging up the phone, Liang Jian thought, who would do such a thing to Hu Xiaoying. When Hu Xiaoying first came to the province, if she wanted to say enemies, then they could only be those who had set their sights on the deputy minister of the Propaganda Department.
position. But such speculation lacks evidence and is unconvincing.
Liang Jian didn't think about it again. Hu Xiaoying must have called the police, so let's leave it to the police. Speaking of the police, Liang Jian thought about Zhou Yunlong again. Nearly half a year has passed, but this case has not been solved. Liang Jian originally
I want to call Director Xia and inquire about the situation. After thinking about it, I might as well forget it. Director Xia must want to solve this case more than he does.
In the next few days, the police continued to investigate the paint-splashing incident and mobilized surveillance cameras in many places, but miraculously they lost track of the motorcycle.
In China, unlike abroad, surveillance cameras are not that common, and although many places have cameras installed, they are actually just for show. Therefore, as long as you have a little understanding of the surveillance locations, you can always find ways to avoid them.
For a while, I was in trouble. The police speculated that they would not do it just once, and there must be another action. Often, the case is solved when the murderer strikes again. This is a serial murder case.
statement.
However, the next operation occurred, but this time, Hu Xiaoying did not notify the police.
Less than a week after the paint incident, Hu Xiaoying's car had just been cleaned, and Hu Xiaoying received another letter. No one knew what the content of the letter was. Hu Xiaoying did not show it to anyone.
After that, Hu Xiaoying called Hua Jianjun.
On the balcony, Hu Xiaoying stood there, squinting in the dim light and looking at the photo in her hand. There were two figures in the photo, one was Hu Xiaoying, and the other was Hua Jianjun. Hua Jianjun’s arms were slightly clasped.
Holding her waist, she smiled as proudly as a spring breeze. Although Hu Xiaoying raised the corners of her mouth, she didn't have any smile.
"Secretary Hua, when are you free, I want to see you." Hu Xiaoying said.
Hua Jianjun made an appointment with her on the phone. Hu Xiaoying turned around and went into the house and stayed for about forty minutes before going out. Instead of using her own car, she hailed a taxi. After getting into the taxi, the car
After walking around the city a few times, we headed straight outside.
On the outskirts of the west city of Ningzhou, there is a farm. The farm is not big. It is on the side of a road, but it is hidden by a hillside. There are no signboards on the roadside. It is almost impossible to find someone to guide you.
Will find it here.
Under the guidance of Hu Xiaoying, the taxi turned from the highway to a small road, winding among the green trees. After driving for about ten minutes, it stopped in front of a wooden fence with a row of red lanterns hung. Hu Xiaoying got off
She got out of the car. After watching the taxi leave, she pushed open the wooden fence door and walked in.
As soon as the door opened, a waiter came to greet her. When she saw Hu Xiaoying, she immediately laughed and said, "Ms. Hu, Mr. Hua is already waiting for you in the box. Please follow me."
Obviously, Hu Xiaoying and Hua Jianjun should have been here many times, otherwise the waiter would not know her.
Hu Xiaoying walked around the paths in the garden with ease and walked to a small dome cabin. The cabin was not big and was shaped a bit like a yurt on the grassland, but the material was replaced by fir.
A European-style copper lamp was embedded on the door of the wooden house, emitting a yellowish light. It was very warm and ambiguous. Hu Xiaoying raised her hand and put it on the door handle, but paused for a long time before opening the door.
The door opened, and the same yellowish light inside the door came out. At the same time, a voice came out: "Here? Come in. The tea is almost cold."
Hu Xiaoying stepped in and closed the door.
Inside the room, a small square table was placed in the center of the circular wooden house, with soft cushions covering the place. Hua Jianjun sat cross-legged behind the small square table, looking at the woman with a curvy figure who walked in with burning eyes.
Although she is already middle-aged, the strange thing is that the years have left her with only an increasingly attractive feminine charm.
Hu Xiaoying sat down across from the short square table. As soon as she sat down, Hua Jianjun said, "Why are you sitting so far away?" Then, he patted the seat next to him and said, "Sit here."
Hu Xiaoying did not move or speak, but remained silent. She took out an envelope from her bag, then gently placed it on the table and pushed it in front of Hua Jianjun.
Hua Jianjun glanced at Hu Xiaoying in confusion. Hu Xiaoying said expressionlessly: "You take a look at what's inside first."
Hua Jianjun picked up the envelope and opened it. When he took a look, his expression changed immediately. He looked up at Hu Xiaoying with a stern expression, even a little coldly, and asked: "Where did these photos come from?"
Hu Xiaoying smiled slightly and said, "Where does Secretary Hua think it comes from?"
Hua Jianjun's face became even more ugly and clouded.
Hu Xiaoying continued: "These photos were inserted under my door this morning. I think, without me telling you, you should know whose hands and feet these photos are."
Hua Jianjun had a gloomy face and said nothing, but he obviously acquiesced to Hu Xiaoying's words. Confused by these photos, Hua Jianjun naturally had no intention of spending time together. It didn't take long for the two of them to leave here one after another. Hu Xiaoying was from the farm.
A car was sent back.
While Hu Xiaoying was running around for some secrets, Liang Jian was rushed to Ningzhou Airport by Liang Dongfang and his wife, who had returned from the countryside, and Xiang Jin.
Old Tang is here.
Liang Jian reluctantly waited alone at the sparsely populated exit, counting the time. The plane was delayed for half an hour, but it finally arrived safely. Old Tang was still so energetic, walking like a tiger. He was taller than many people, making him
He casually glanced at the exit and saw Liang Jian, who also had the advantage of height.
He seemed to be smiling. The distance and the white light made it difficult for Liang Jian to tell whether it was an illusion or a fact. Old Tang was carrying a large mountaineering bag. He didn’t know what was in the bag. It was bulging, almost to the point of being filled.
It burst. Liang Jian stretched out his hand to take it, but Old Tang stopped him and said, "This bag is very heavy, I'd better take it."
Liang Jian hesitated and felt unconvinced. Why? You are looking down on me? Can you still carry such a bag? Liang Jian muttered in his heart, and he grabbed the mountaineering bag from Old Tang's shoulder without any courtesy. As soon as he got it,
, Liang Jian, who was not mentally prepared, suddenly felt his hands sinking, and immediately followed with his other hand, so as not to let the bag fall to the ground and cause embarrassment. Liang Jian estimated that the bag must weigh fifty or sixty kilograms.
Liang Jian glanced at Old Tang in surprise. Old Tang was now over fifty years old. It was a bit incredible that he could walk as fast as if nothing happened while carrying such a bag.
Old Tang looked at him with a smile. Liang Jian suddenly became unconvinced. He raised his hands and tried to throw them on his back. Old Tang suddenly reached out to stop him and took it from his hand irresistibly. He said: "Yours
The injury is not fully healed yet, so I’ll do it.”
After he said this, Liang Jian felt that the fierce force just now caused some pain on the left side of his abdomen. He stopped trying to be brave and let Old Tang take it, and then watched him carry it on his back easily.
superior.
On the way back to the car, Liang Jian couldn't help but ask Old Tang: "This bag is so heavy, aren't you tired from carrying it?"
Old Tang said: "I'm used to it. When I was training in the past, it was common to carry a weight of more than 100 kilograms." Liang Jian had always thought that Old Tang must have been a soldier. Now when he heard Old Tang talking about the past, he asked: "
What army were you in before?"
Old Tang said: "This is a secret, I can't tell you."
Liang Jian smiled: "How secretive is it? Is it those mysterious troops?"
Old Tang said: "The term "mysterious force" is only among the people. Officially, it is a special force. The so-called special means having a special number and special authority."
"It sounds very cool." Liang Jian said with a smile.
Old Tang didn't answer. He looked at Liang Jian's side face that looked somewhat similar to him in the dim street light coming in from the window, and suddenly asked: "Have you ever thought about going to Beijing to develop?"