6-46 Pick me up from the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee
At this time, Liu Ziguang had returned to Huaqing Pool. Angkeli hid in the garage and closed the rolling door. When he went upstairs, he saw that Zhuo Li had indeed arranged two pretty technicians to wait there. Meng Heizi was so happy that he went up.
After walking up the stairs, he turned around and said hypocritically: "Well, let me loosen the bones first, and we can talk later with my brothers."
"Brother Hei, take it easy and don't overwork yourself." Bei Xiaoshuai shouted from behind and turned to Liu Ziguang: "Brother Guang, someone is waiting for you."
"Where?" Liu Ziguang's heart moved. The person who came to the door at that moment should be Director Jin's colleague. He didn't expect that he came so quickly.
"Second brother is here to talk." Bei Xiaoshuai led Liu Ziguang to the reception room. Sure enough, he saw Zhuo Li talking to a middle-aged man. The man was of medium build, with a common face and ordinary clothes. He was that kind of man.
The type that you can’t find immediately if you throw it into a crowd.
Seeing Liu Ziguang come in, the man immediately stood up and shook hands with him: "Hello, Mr. Liu, my surname is Wu, Wu Zi'en, just call me Lao Wu."
"Hello Ziguang shook Wu Zien's hand, feeling that his hand was dry, warm and full of strength.
"Here are the things you need. I have brought them all. Please take a look." Wu Zien took out a bunch of things from a large leather briefcase and showed them to Liu Ziguang one by one.
"This is your pilot's license. This is the legal call sign and scheduled route of the plane. This is a diamond card for you, which can be used for unlimited overdrafts. This is your release certificate. Show it to the elderly at home to reassure them.
That's all for now. My plane is at the No. 2 tarmac of Jiangbei Airport. It can seat thirty people and is waiting for your arrival at any time. That's it, I'll leave first."
After saying that, Wu Zien stood up and left. Liu Ziguang shook hands with him again and asked Zhuo Li to give it away. He picked up the pilot's license and looked at it. Although he had never seen a real pilot's license, from the exquisite manufacturing of this certificate
Judging from the quality, it is definitely authentic, and the photo posted on it is exactly Bei Xiaoshuai's photo.
"It's strange, why do they have my photo?" Bei Xiaoshuai said in surprise.
"Idiot, isn't this the photo of your ID card? How difficult is it to get a photo on the public security intranet?" Liu Ziguang threw the ID to Bei Xiaoshuai, picked up the bank card, looked at it, and stuffed it into his wallet.
"Call and summon the brothers, we have to get busy." Liu Ziguang said.
The most powerful people in the Red Star Company all followed Li Jianguo as military training instructors abroad. The remaining people were mostly young people with no military experience. In view of the rare training opportunity, Liu Ziguang decided to bring some brothers over to let them experience the battlefield.
The atmosphere is also good.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to recruit people, Liu Ziguang hurried home. He couldn't help but sigh at how careful Wu Zien was in handling matters. He even issued a release certificate. Otherwise, if he had rushed home rashly, his parents would have thought he had escaped from prison.
When they arrived at the community, the neighbors who had been doing morning exercises opened their eyes wide in surprise when they saw Liu Ziguang coming back in well-dressed clothes. Liu Ziguang didn't explain anything, just greeted them with a smile and went upstairs.
Knocking on the door, my mother asked inside: "Who is it?" The voice was low and weak.
Liu Ziguang continued to knock on the door, and the door opened. His mother was shocked. Seeing that there was no one in the corridor outside, she pulled her son in and asked hurriedly: "Xiaoguang, why did you run out?"
"Mom, I didn't run away, I was released seriously. They arrested the wrong person, and they will get an apology from our family in two days." As he said this, Liu Ziguang showed her the release certificate, which was stamped with the Public Security Bureau.
The official seal, signed by the leader, looks the same as the real thing. In fact, it is real. Song Jianfeng's signature on it is his own handwriting.
"Great, I'll tell you that our Xiaoguang didn't commit any crime. Old man, please come out and take a look." My mother shouted happily while holding the release certificate.
My father also came out of the house barefoot, rubbed his hands happily, and told his mother: "What are you doing standing around? Hurry up and buy breakfast. My son will definitely not have eaten when he comes back so early."
Liu Ziguang said: "After eating, don't be busy. I'll go home and pick up two pieces of clothes." Then he walked into his room and picked up a few changes of clothes.
"Why are you leaving now? It can't be?" Dad.
"Where do you want to go? The company originally had business, but it was delayed for several days because of that stupid thing. Now the customers are urging me to death, and the plane is waiting at the airport. I won't say anything anymore. I have to leave quickly. Release
Just leave the proof at home and show it to the neighbors. There are no criminals in our house, so leave it at that."
Liu Ziguang hurried away before the chair was even warm. His parents stood at the door in a daze for a long time, holding his acquittal certificate.
"Why did Xiaoguang leave in such a hurry? He couldn't hide anything from us, right?" said his mother.
"If you're not afraid of 10,000, just in case, let me take a look at the release certificate." Dad took the certificate and looked at it again and again, but he didn't see any flaws.
"Let's ask the police station if the child is okay," the father said.
"Let's go wait...wait until Xiaoguang is gone." Mom said.
The father sighed, knowing what his wife was thinking, even if his son really escaped from prison, he would not be willing to report him.
…
The control order he had issued was cancelled. Political Commissar Li murmured in his heart. There were not many people with this power. Could it be that someone at the top of the bureau was working against him? However, if he thought about it carefully, it was wrong. This was not the case.
It's not on himself, but on Secretary Zhao. Secretary Zhao is so powerful that anyone who dares to hit him is definitely not a good person. When gods fight, the common people suffer. It's better not to get involved in the political commissar of a small branch.
He drove to the hospital to visit Secretary Zhao. At this time, some staff from the municipal party committee office had arrived. A deputy section chief solemnly told the hospital leader on duty that if Secretary Zhao was not cured as soon as possible, he would be a member of the city’s investment promotion leading group.
, the responsibility is quite heavy, and the hospital also attaches great importance to it, organized elite troops, opened the ICU intensive care unit, and gave Secretary Zhao a comprehensive physical examination, including color ultrasound, X-ray, and spiral CT, everything was done again.
Seeing Political Commissar Li arriving, the staff of the Municipal Party Committee came over to shake hands with him and asked about the progress of the case. Political Commissar Li was vague and confused. He has always been shrewd and knew that if you don't seek merit but seek no fault, this matter will not matter.
If you interfere indiscriminately before you figure it out, you might end up in a mess.
Not long after, Xie Huadong, the criminal police detachment leader who had a good personal relationship with Secretary Zhao, also arrived at the hospital. He was much more impressive than Political Commissar Li. The police car was clearing the way, and he was surrounded by people. He was wearing a white shirt and had a swollen belly, and he looked like a leader.
He first came to the ICU, looked through the glass at Secretary Zhao who had an oxygen tube inserted and an ECG monitor, and then went to the dean's office to learn about the situation.
The director took out the CT scans, color ultrasound reports and
It's a good judgment. He needs to stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time. In addition, the injured person has eight teeth missing, arachnoid hemorrhage, eardrum damage, large-scale soft tissue contusion, and the hip injury is particularly serious. This kind of injury was not seen when I visited the National Hospital of Singapore.
I’ve seen similar symptoms before.”
As he said that, the dean took off his gold-rimmed glasses, wiped them, and said, as if referring to something: "It's caning."
Xie Huadong was sullen and silent. Criminals are too rampant. What is Secretary Zhao’s identity? Hitting him is equivalent to slapping Secretary Li. No matter how well-established the person is, they will never be able to hang out in Jiangbei City from now on.
Went down, and these people were so vicious. Listening to this briefing, I'm afraid Secretary Zhao will leave sequelae.
"Okay, thank you, Dean Zhang. Please do everything possible to treat Secretary Zhao. His work is very important and is related to the great development of our city. I won't disturb you if you are busy." said Detachment Xie.
"Definitely." Dean Zhang stood up and shook hands with Detachment Xie.
When he came outside, Xie Huadong called 110 and Political Commissar Li, who were the first to call the police, and asked him carefully about the case. Dean Zhang's words just now made him think deeply. The criminals who whipped Secretary Zhao might have something more.
The exact meaning is unknown.
The 110 police officers reported the situation at that time, and there was nothing special. Then Political Commissar Li sent away the rest and reported to the Xie detachment alone: "Old Xie, there is something fishy about this matter. I just ordered the city to investigate the suspect vehicle.
, the command center revoked my order, I suspect..."
"What do you suspect?"
"I suspect that the person who beat me is not an ordinary person."
"What's the meaning?"
"You know Secretary Zhao. He is a very strong person. I heard that he recently hired a female student from the Conservatory of Music. This female student has won some awards. She is quite famous in the provincial capital and has also been involved in some scandals.
…”
Detachment Xie immediately understood: "You mean someone is taking revenge on Secretary Zhao?"
"Yes, and he is a person with a relatively good background. Although Secretary Zhao is powerful in Jiangbei, he cannot reach the provincial capital after all."
"Understood, don't tell others about this, just have an idea in your mind." After saying that, Xie detachment hurried away.
…
At noon, Secretary Zhao woke up leisurely, and first defecated black feces under the care of the nurse. This was a sign of internal bleeding. Then he lay weakly on the bed and had someone give him medicine. The bruises from whipping were difficult to eliminate.
To remove it, you need to use traditional folk techniques, using egg whites and yellow paper, and it is done by talented people. The process is quite painful.
In order to divert attention, Secretary Zhao asked someone to turn on the TV, which happened to be broadcasting the latest revelations program launched by Jiangbei TV. This program was very controversial, but the ratings were extremely high. Every noon, Jiangbei citizens came with their rice bowls in hand.
In front of the TV, enjoy all kinds of strange things.
What appeared on the TV was a familiar scene. In a dark underground garage, a man in a white shirt was lying on a Land Rover. His pants were pulled down to his ankles, and some mosaics were made on key parts. A reporter was explaining in an excited voice.
: "There was a fight in an underground garage in a community in our city this morning. The victim was beaten with a belt. The police have not yet arrived at the scene. Now let us interview the victim."
As he spoke, the microphone was stretched out in front of the man in the white shirt. Although the man's eyes had a horizontal stripe, those familiar with Secretary Zhao could still accurately tell that the victim was the current Jiangbei First Secretary, Zhao Qingnan.
Secretary Zhao on the TV was still in a semi-conscious state. The reporter didn't give up and began to ask the security guard endlessly about how the murderer got into the underground parking lot. His tone was stern, like a policeman, but the camera kept focusing on Secretary Zhao.
Secretary Zhao roared in the ward, threw the remote control violently, and shouted: "Get me the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee!"