Chapter 64: Undercurrents surging, eight-party game
Sima Chuiyun and Chen Hongzhi walked quickly to the entrance of Liujiatun Village with gloomy faces.
Sima Chuiyun turned his head to look at Chen Hongzhi's face and said with a smile:
"Team Chen, the suspect named Liu Shiba is up to you! Let me remind you, I estimate that there are a few knowledgeable people in the villagers of Liujiatun.
It may be some old-fashioned skills, but your SWAT team doesn't want to capsize in the gutter?"
"snort!"
Chen Hongzhi snorted angrily, looked at Sima Chuiyun's sinister and cunning face, and said sarcastically:
"I see, Director Sima can't eat the grapes, so are the grapes sour? Do you want to use me as a gunman, and I'll take the blame if something goes wrong?"
Having said this, Chen Hongzhi looked disdainfully in the direction of Liujiatun and chuckled:
"Director Sima, please don't provoke me. I think the village is full of idiots who cannot withstand hot weapons.
However, when it comes to ordinary people, we can’t just use machine guns to scare them, right?
I asked the SWAT team to put down their guns and put on riot shields and batons so that no one would die.
I am still young and have a long way to go. Unlike you, the director, there are people in the court who want to be promoted."
After saying that, Chen Hongzhi walked towards the members of the SWAT team, leaving Sima Chuiyun there, gritting his teeth secretly and snorting:
"Chen Hongzhi, after today, you don't want to be the captain of the special police. I think it's better to be a police officer."
At this moment, Sima Chuiyun's cell phone rang, and Sima Chuiyun quickly looked around.
Then, he quickly walked to a secluded corner and pressed the answer button. A flattering smile appeared on his face, and he chuckled:
"Miss Shangguan, Liu Shiba is already trapped in Liujiatun. Well, the news you gave me is correct. He did escape.
Well, you said there are more than a dozen men in black missing here? No, I didn't see any men in black, I'll look for them when I get to the village."
"Sima Chuiyun, you have done a good job. I have already told a friend of mine that I would recommend you to be promoted to a higher level. I heard that there is still a deputy director position in Kyoto, but..."
"But Miss Shangguan, don't show off, you still can't trust me?"
When Sima Chuiyun heard this, his face lit up. By framing a country bumpkin, you could get a chance to be promoted and make friends with a noble person. Why not?
You must know that every position in Kyoto is as difficult as reaching the sky. If you rely on the old guy who is the top leader in the province, you will never even think about it in this life.
The old guy is still too conservative and cannot allow himself to go further...
However, the charming and charming Shangguanya gave him a closer opportunity, and he had to seize it.
"I want a black iron plate on Liu Shiba, and then you find a way to kill him, and you can take care of the rest."
After saying this, the other end hung up the phone.
Sima Chuiyun was stunned on the spot. Even though he was the director of the city bureau, if he had committed a small crime and framed a few ordinary people with no roots, there was no problem in being jailed.
However, if you really want to kill people in public, that's different. If something goes wrong, it will be a dead end.
However, there were not many opportunities to get promoted and make a fortune, so Sima Chuiyun thought he could still give it a try.
However, you can't do this yourself, you have to find someone to do it and take the blame for you...
Thinking of this, Sima Chuiyun gritted his teeth and thought to himself:
"Liu Shiba, just think that you have done a good deed and fulfilled my wish, Sima Chuiyun. After you die, I will burn paper and incense for you every year."
Sima Chuiyun walked slowly towards the explosion-proof vehicle with his hands behind his back. His own gun was still in the bureau, so he had to find a way to get a pistol.
As for the guy who takes the blame, the director of Ziyun Town named Zhang Guanglie is a ready candidate.
With Sima Chuiyun's position, he successfully "borrowed" a Type 79 semi-automatic pistol from the SWAT team's explosion-proof vehicle.
This pistol is China's latest model, using caseless bullets and a capacity of thirty-two rounds.
Then, Sima Chuiyun called Zhang Guanglie aside to talk about work alone. Amidst the chatter and laughter, there was a sense of giving advice...
In the dark corner, the pistol was transferred to Zhang Guanglie's pocket...
At this time, no one noticed that a fat man, wearing a police uniform that could not cover his fat body, stood alone in an inconspicuous corner.
He silently watched everything that happened in front of him. He was police officer Zhao Goudan.
Zhao Goudan listened silently to the arguments and conversations between Sima Chuiyun, Chen Hongzhi and Ning Min'er.
He watched quietly as the SWAT team and several Ziyun Town police officers geared up to equip batons and blast shields.
I also secretly watched Director Sima secretly run to "borrow" a Type 79 pistol, and secretly answered a phone call.
Finally, the pistol was transferred to his immediate boss, Zhang Guanglie.
Zhao Goudan furrowed his eyebrows, rolled his eyes a few times, and sneered.
People are doing it, God is watching, promotion and wealth are now...
Zhao Goudan returned to his chaotic state again, just like a rural policeman waiting to die. With a hint of cunning on his fat and round face, he quietly walked up to Ning Min'er and muttered a few words...
…
After hearing a few words from Zhao Goudan, he looked at Chen Hongzhi's jealous look and Sima Chuiyun's sinister and cunning sneer.
The uneasiness in Ning Min'er's heart became stronger and stronger...
She thought and thought, bit her lip, and suffered a lot in her heart. Finally, she had no choice but to take out her mobile phone, returned to the Land Rover and dialed a number:
"Hello? Are you brother? How are you doing lately?"
"Well, little sister, it's really strange that you can call me!"
"Brother is very good! By the way, you haven't been home for the New Year in two years. Your parents miss you very much.
Didn't Big Brother tell you, why are you fighting with your father when you have nothing to do? You insisted on marrying that boy back then, and then he died young and you became a little widow.
Although your parents don't say it, they actually feel terrible pain in their hearts. They know that you feel uncomfortable, and they don't force you to return to the capital.
But you can't stay away from home for several years. How can you behave like a human being? Well, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. Call me. Is there anything wrong? "
A carefree male voice came from the other end of the phone.
Ning Min'er's right hand was holding on to the phone, her palms were sweating, and she really didn't know how to speak.
Could it be that he has fallen in love with a mountain man who is five or six years younger than himself?
She really couldn't talk about this matter. Besides, she insisted on getting married and followed her dead husband to Xuchang City regardless of her family's objections. What happened...
However, it was obvious that there was nothing he could do about the matter in front of him. He could not suppress Sima Chuiyun just by relying on his own identity.
If he revealed his identity, Sima Chuiyun might be able to silence him directly. Ning Min'er believed that this guy could do it.
After thinking for a long time, Ning Miner sighed and said quietly into the phone:
"Brother, I need your help."
The male voice on the other end of the phone was a little anxious when he heard this and asked hurriedly:
"What happened? As long as big brother can help, I will definitely do it for you."
Ning Min'er hesitated for a moment, her fair face suddenly turned red, and she said softly:
"Brother! I...I met a man again recently. He is in big trouble now. I want to help him.
But I can't help him now...
I think it would be better for you to come to me. I have a classmate who was Fatty Zhao back then. He said you were training near the provincial capital?"
