The night was spent in anxiety. For the first time, Liu Ziguang felt a sense of powerlessness and frustration. There is a saying that goes well: If you don’t go to the capital, you don’t know how small your official position is. If you don’t go to Shanghai, you don’t know how much money you have. This proves the truth.
what he was thinking.
In Jiangbei City, he met the mayor's daughter and was a classmate of the county magistrate. All celebrities knew his name. He also had strong support from the province. The deputy director of the Public Security Department was his friend. There were black and white people in the provincial capital.
Friends who have a good relationship can at least control the development of the situation no matter what happens, unlike in the capital, where you can't know anything at all.
Guanye was the one who beat him to death to save himself, but he was powerless and could not help at all. The courtyard of the embassy was quiet. A wisp of breeze blew through the window, which was very cool. There was a depressive sound coming from the next room.
From the groaning sounds and the squeaking and shaking of the wooden bed, Liu Ziguang knew that Bei Xiaoshuai and Bo Ji were involved. He sighed and went out downstairs, where he met Hu Guang smoking downstairs.
Seeing Liu Ziguang coming down, Hu Guang quickly got up: "Mr. Liu, you can't sleep either."
Liu Ziguang waved his hand, sat down silently, and continued to call Zhao Hui after a moment of silence. After ringing for a long time, the other party answered: "Old Liu, things are a bit complicated. You should go back as soon as possible."
"I am responsible for everything. How can I abandon my brother at this time? Tell me what is going on."
"We are in big trouble. The person who was beaten to death has a lot of hands and eyes. Now the trouble has reached the headquarters. I'm afraid no one can protect him. How about this? Come to me tomorrow and I will take you to make a confession in front of the chief.
Proof that it was indeed an accidental injury may alleviate some of the guilt," Zhao Hui said.
"I, I will definitely go."
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Early the next morning, Liu Ziguang took a taxi to Zhao Hui's residence. Zhao Hui was wearing a straight army uniform, with insignia on his chest and the armband of the General Staff. There was another set of green military uniforms on the bed, including shirts, leather shoes, ties, jackets and trousers.
Big brimmed hat, everything is available.
"Change into it, it's not appropriate to wear casual clothes when entering and leaving the compound," Zhao Hui said.
Liu Ziguang put on the Army Major uniform, took out his military officer ID card and put it in his pocket. He followed Zhao Hui out and got into a military-branded car. In the car, Zhao Hui explained: "The military agencies are no better than our company. See you.
Chief, don't talk nonsense, just say what you are told, don't be clever, just tell the truth."
Zhao Hui spoke very solemnly, and the expression on his face was no longer as relaxed as usual. Liu Ziguang knew that this time the matter was indeed serious, so he nodded seriously and said: "I understand."
The car arrived in front of a very majestic building on Fuxing Road. Instead of going through the main entrance, we entered through a remote side door. The guards at the door stood upright, each with a dignified appearance. At first glance, they looked like carefully selected soldiers. Enter the non-commissioned officer on duty.
Zhao Hui took out his military officer's ID card, and Liu Ziguang also handed over his own military officer's ID. The noncommissioned officer took the ID and returned to the post to make a phone call, then returned the officer's ID and asked someone to open the door.
The moment Zhao Hui put away his military officer's ID card, Liu Ziguang noticed that the name on his ID was not Zhao Hui at all, but Ye Ming. However, he did not see clearly the military rank below. There are so many things in it, Liu Ziguang thought to himself.
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The car drove into the compound. The yard was extremely empty. There was no one in the square in front of the building. There was only one car. Only the August 1st military flag was fluttering in the wind. The shrubs and lawns were carefully trimmed. They were green and eye-catching. The ground was spotless. It was so clean that it made people feel that this place was beautiful.
It's not like China.
The strange thing is that there are not many cars in such a huge office building. Zhao Hui did not explain, found an empty parking space, parked the car, and led Liu Ziguang straight to the building. He was stopped and checked again in the lobby.
After receiving the certificate, they got on the elevator and arrived at the relevant floor. There was no one in the spacious corridor. The two of them walked to the door of an office with only a room number on it. Zhao Hui knocked lightly and the door opened.
A captain stood in the room and said softly: "Come in, the chief is waiting."
Zhao Hui turned around and said, "Wait here for a moment. I'll call you in right away."
Liu Ziguang nodded and waited quietly outside the door. There was no one in the corridor. He didn't dare to walk around and he couldn't smoke. The quiet atmosphere made people a little irritated. Suddenly, the door of an office in the distance opened and he walked in.
A man wearing a military shirt came out. Liu Ziguang glanced at him subconsciously and was stunned.
The man had a lieutenant colonel's epaulette on his shoulder, and he looked like an ethnic minority from the northwest frontier. Although he had shaved off his beard and put on a military uniform, Liu Ziguang could still conclude that he was Abdure, the owner of the Abra Hotel in the provincial capital!
Abdure didn't see Liu Ziguang and went straight downstairs with a document. At this moment, the door in front of him also opened. The captain said to Liu Ziguang: "Come in."
This is a large office, bigger than any office Liu Ziguang has ever been to. Bright sunshine shines in from the south-facing window, and the air conditioning is sufficient. Even wearing regular military uniforms, the captain felt a bit chilly. The captain pointed to the sofa for Liu Ziguang to sit on.
Next, I went back to the desk and got busy. I didn't talk to him, nor did I offer any courtesy like pouring water or making tea.
This room is just the secretary's room. There is a door in the room that leads directly to the chief's office. Zhao Hui must be arguing with the chief inside, but the sound insulation effect of the room is very good and nothing can be heard.
Ten minutes later, the phone on the secretary's desk rang. He picked it up and listened for a moment, then put it down and said to Liu Ziguang: "You can go in."
Liu Ziguang said thank you, stood up and pushed open the door to the inner room and walked in. As expected, there was something special inside. Not to mention its large area, the decoration was also very stylish. There was a huge relief map of the world on the wall, and a huge map in the center of the office.
On the table was a sandbox model somewhere. The chief was sitting behind a large mahogany desk, with the national flag and military flag behind him, looking at Liu Ziguang with a calm and gentle expression.
Liu Ziguang closed the door and raised his hand in salute: "Hello, Chief."
"You must be Xiao Liu from Yongchang Company. I have heard about your deeds and they are very good." The leader walked out from behind the desk, a gold star shining brightly on his shoulder. He was tall, handsome, with black hair pulled back.
With his hair combed, his face flushed and looking very good, he walked up to Liu Ziguang and extended his hand enthusiastically. Liu Ziguang quickly took hold of the chief's hand, feeling that the hand was generous and strong, showing the heroism and determination of a soldier.
"The several missions you participated in were well executed and very successful." The chief said, inviting Liu Ziguang to sit down on the sofa, and then personally walked to the water dispenser to pour him tea: "What to drink, green tea or black tea?
Sorry, I only have tea but no coffee here, haha."
"Green tea, thank you." Liu Ziguang sat still and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner. Zhao Hui next to him glanced at him, and it was hard to tell whether the look in his eyes was appreciation or criticism.
The chief handed the green tea to Liu Ziguang, returned to sit behind his desk, and then said: "A very regretful thing happened last night. Major Sekiye of our department accidentally killed someone. The head of the headquarters has already
I knew it, and even made a statement, saying that the martial arts of the special forces are for dealing with enemies, so how could they be used on compatriots? The impact of this incident is quite bad, and the consequences are quite serious!"
Liu Ziguang said: "Chief, there is a reason. Guanye did it to stop the other party from killing people. It may have been a bit harsh, but it was also to stop the crime."
Zhao Hui winked fiercely and told Liu Ziguang to stop talking, but Liu Ziguang still kept to himself and said: "If the higher ups have to deal with Guanye, I ask to share the responsibility."
The chief did not have a seizure. He tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table. After pondering for a while, he said: "The history of the case, the video in the bar and the testimony of the witnesses can confirm that this was a murder caused by a simple fight."
This case could have been completely avoided if both parties had exercised a little restraint. If one person died, the nature of the matter would have changed. The one who took action was a civilian, and the other was a strictly trained special forces, a killing machine. Didn’t you know that before you took action?
Have you ever thought about how heavy it would be to take action yourself? Huh, share the responsibility, can you afford it?"
Speaking of the latter, he was already sternly reprimanding. The people in the army were not angry at ordinary times. When they got angry, the wind and rain were fierce, and the dark clouds covered the sun. Zhao Hui was so shocked that beads of sweat oozed from his head, but Liu Ziguang
Unmoved, he looked at the leader coldly and said, "I can afford it."
"Nonsense!" The chief slapped the table, causing the tea cups to jump up. Zhao Hui suddenly stood up and said, "Minister Ye, Liu Ziguang didn't mean that."
"That's not what you mean!" Minister Ye asked.
"He..." Before Zhao Hui could say anything, he saw Liu Ziguang make a strange move. He took off his epaulettes and collar, put them on Minister Ye's desk together with his military ID, and said calmly: "I volunteer.
Resignation from the military as a disciplinary measure requires the approval of the commander."
Zhao Hui was stunned by his actions and was too stunned to speak. Minister Ye's face was uncertain. He took a cigarette and lit it. Two pillars of smoke spurted out from his nostrils. He glared at Liu Ziguang, an unorganized and unorganized person.
The discipline guy didn't speak for a long time, and I don't know how long it took. The leader's expression returned to normal. He took out two cigarettes from the cigarette case and threw them over: "You bastard, you dare to tremble in front of me. You are as good as I was when I was young."
Posture.”
The atmosphere suddenly relaxed. Zhao Hui pulled Liu Ziguang back to the sofa and helped him light a cigarette. He lit it again, took a puff and said, "Old Liu, you have misunderstood Minister Ye. He is on our side.
This case is being handled by the Security Department, and Minister Ye is also thinking of a solution."
Liu Ziguang looked like he suddenly understood: "Oh, Minister Ye, I'm sorry, I was reckless."
Minister Ye said: "It doesn't matter, I like this straightforward temper. In this way, I will ask someone from the security department to make a record for you. You can tell them the specific situation that happened at that time."
Just as he was talking, a small red light lit up on Minister Ye's desk. He picked up the phone and said, "Oh, okay, come in."
The door of the office opened, and the heroic Captain Ye Qing came in. As soon as she entered the door, she said fiercely: "Minister Ye, if you don't help, I will ask for a transfer!"
Minister Ye smiled: "Here comes another one, and I, the major general, will be threatened by you."
Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the military ID card with the epaulette collar on the table, and then looked at Liu Ziguang in a bare military uniform and Zhao Hui with an embarrassed expression, and he suddenly understood: "Fifth brother, you also came to third brother to plead for mercy."
Liu Ziguang also understood that they were members of the same family.