Siheyuan diet for men and women

Chapter 310

Looking at the bald middle-aged man in front of him, Li Xuewu put down the teacup in his hand.

From the moment he entered the room, Li Xuewu asked ten questions, but the chief of the security department answered that he was not very clear at most, and most of the others used uncertain words such as possible, probably, maybe, etc.

Li Xuewu had lost his patience, and said with a serious expression: "Director Xiao, the security work is not just for guarding the gate. It is not good to be a monk for a day against the clock."

Hearing Li Xuewu's rude words, Xiao Changqing's expression did not fluctuate at all, and he even picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

"Most of the general affairs in the office are handled by Fu Haibo. There are basically no more important matters, and they are all reported to the leadership for decision-making. As a monk, I ring the bell in a timely manner."

Li Xuewu took out the cigarette in his pocket and lit one for himself, squinting his eyes and said, "You used to be a capable security cadre, otherwise the organization wouldn't have sent you here when we took over the branch."

Because Li Xuewu and Xiao Changqing are at the same level now, Li Xuewu is not polite when speaking, but also leaves three points leeway.

Of course Xiao Changqing knew what Li Xuewu didn't say in the second half of the sentence. It was nothing more than a pity why he had fallen or fallen to this point.

But looking at the head of the security department of the general factory who just turned 20 years old, he is just like himself in his youth and vigor.

In particular, the recent "official battle" between Li Xuewu and Fu Haibo made these two young heroes become romantic figures in the rolling mill system.

Now Li Xuewu has come all the way to Steel City to arrest Fu Haibo with the power of a great victory, even more imposing and unstoppable.

Li Xuewu's youth and promise further set off Xiao Changqing's wasted years.

"I was transferred to Steel City at the age of 26, and this year is the 14th year"

Xiao Changqing looked at Li Xuewu calmly and said: "What I feel most deeply is not the cold wind in the steel city in winter, but the coldness of disappointment after submitting applications for transfer back to the capital and being rejected."

Li Xuewu leaned on the back of his chair, chuckled, and asked, "Oh, are you still wronged? We are on the same level, but I am willing to convey your opinion back to the factory."

Xiao Changqing put down the teacup in his hand, changed his attitude from the submissiveness just now, stared at Li Xuewu and said, "You said that I didn't do anything, isn't it because I didn't supervise and manage Fu Haibo well?"

"But is the area where he violates the law and crimes within my control? Is he himself within my control? What can I do if he gets a leave request from the leader?"

"Now that Fu Haibo has gone to the main factory to compete with you for the position of deputy director, you have investigated him. The situation of Fu Haibo has not been a day or two. Why didn't you bother when Fu Bin arranged for Fu Haibo to come over? , without supervision?"

"Why didn't you find out when Fu Haibo made progress in violation of the regulations? You saw him as soon as he entered Beijing? Why did you go so early?"

Li Xuewu didn't speak, he watched Xiao Changqing vent his anger while smoking a cigarette.

Xiao Changqing didn't stop at all, and continued: "You, Li Xuewu, say that I don't do anything as the cadres of the main factory, so what about the leading cadres of your main factory?"

"Yang Fengshan and Yang Yuansong appointed Fu Bin to be in charge of the security department. He planted cronies, colluded with insiders and outsiders, and formed cliques for personal gain. As the leader, Yang Fengshan really didn't know anything about it?"

"Before Fu Haibo's accident, I heard that the masses kept reporting, and the leaders of the main factory turned a deaf ear to cover up the cover."

"If Fu Haibo fell, Fu Bin will fall too, right? The leader of the main factory is unscathed. Does this make a difference?"

Li Xuewu tucked his left arm at the elbow of his right hand, held his right hand holding the cigarette, squinted his eyes and said: "In the matter of Fu Haibo, no one can run away, let alone the hairless hair you mentioned. No injury, neglect of employment, negligence of duty, no matter who it is, the factory will investigate to the end."

Xiao Changqing curled his lips in disdain and said, "Come on, Section Chief Li, everyone knows about Hu Zhengquan last time, right?"

"What responsibilities have the leaders of the main factory, including Fu Bin, taken? Are they demoted? Or punished? I'm afraid they don't even have three glasses of fine wine. If shouting slogans is useful, why do we need the Disciplinary Committee?"

Looking at the furious Xiao Changqing, Li Xuewu knew that this was not directed at him by Xiao Changqing, but a kind of resentment against the factory leaders who ignored him for many years, the unfairness of his fate, and the unsatisfactory work.

"If you think there is a problem with the factory leader or some leaders, report it to the relevant department. What I'm telling you today is inaction and just discussing the matter. Are you not responsible for dealing with Haibo?"

Looking at Li Xuewu with a stern neck, Xiao Changqing said: "You, Li Xuewu, said that I will not do anything. I, Xiao Changqing, have been working in the steel factory for 14 years. I will not do anything?"

"Why does the security department of the steelworks always have the highest detection rate in the whole system? Why has there never been any sabotage or attack in the steelworks? Is this the result of my inaction?"

"I have been working hard for 14 years. The main factory and the main factory can't go back, and the branch factories can't make progress. Who doesn't know what's going on?"

"You, Li Xuewu, are Dong Xuewu's lover, and Fu Haibo is Fu Bin's nephew. You are all people with resources, and you are all people with resources, and you are going up like a plane. I, Xiao Changqing, have worked in a steel factory for 14 years and 10 years. Isn't it because I don't have a good teacher or uncle for many years?"

"hehe"

Li Xuewu flicked the cigarette ash in his hand and said, "I won't shout slogans to you, let alone belittle your personal pursuits, but."

With a movement of his fingers, he turned the cigarette in his hand in the other direction, threw the butt down into the ashtray in front of him, and said, "Frozen three feet is not a day's cold. You said that the leaders of the main factory ignored you, so you also look back." the path I have traveled."

"Whether you say Fu Haibo is Fu Bin's nephew or just myself, my start is the same as yours. It seems deliberate to say that the times make heroes, but I take the initiative to fight for every opportunity, and seize every opportunity. I can make as much progress as I can if given the opportunity.”

"Let's talk about your resentful interpersonal relationship. I don't know how you view this kind of relationship between government agencies, but what I can tell you is that no one can live on this for a lifetime"

Li Xuewu stood up, put on his hat and walked out.

Walking to the door and opening the office door, he turned to Xiao Changqing and said, "If you can't ask for it, it's better to take a step back. The main factory has a lot of positions at the department level. If you don't give it to the department level, can you go to the sub-section level head office? No matter what, it's better than occupying it." If you don’t shit in a latrine, you still think it’s not good enough to be a latrine.”

After saying this, Li Xuewu closed the door, waved to Liu Zhaolun and went downstairs.

There is already a Bian Sanlun waiting at the gate of the building.

Standing beside the motorcycle was a young man with fine pockmarks on his face.

Liu Zhaolun looked at the mottled Bian Sanlun and was about to step forward to strike at the young man standing beside him.

Li Xuewu grabbed Liu Zhaolun from behind and said, "What are you doing? There are no rules."

Hearing Li Xuewu's words, the sesame-faced young man said with a dry smile: "Secretary Yu said that the vehicles in the factory are really tight. This car was dispatched from the security office. The branch factory is not as rich as the main factory, so you will use it." .

Li Xuewu looked at the sesame-faced young man, then looked at the third floor, and then said to Liu Zhaolun: "Get in the car, let's go out for a stroll."

He patted the embarrassed young man on the shoulder and said, "Thank Secretary Yu for me, just say what I said, and I will treat him when he returns to the main factory."

"Ok"

The young man didn't know if what Li Xuewu said was polite, but he quickly agreed.

After getting on the sidecar, Li Xuewu sat directly on the wooden seat without the sponge cover, and said to Liu Zhaolun, "Let's go."

Liu Zhaolun glared at Shaobing standing beside him, kicked his motorcycle and walked outside.

Yu Decai stood behind Luo Jiaping, and the two stood on the third floor watching Li Xuewu's motorcycle leave the gate.

"Director, isn't this a bit..."

"Humph!"

Luo Jiaping snorted, then glanced at Yu Decai, and asked, "Are you scared?"

"No, what am I afraid of!"

Yu Decai explained with a smile: "Your Dinghaishenzhen is here in the steel factory, what am I afraid of, a small fish and shrimp."

After explaining this sentence, seeing Luo Jiaping's face returned to normal, he said again: "I'm just worried that the tiger in the security department won't let it go."

Luo Jiaping squinted his eyes and looked at the direction where Li Xuewu and the two disappeared, and said, "He's a fucking tiger."

"It's just too easy to break. Our steel factory is not afraid of this kind of hard steel. Don't be frightened by his deeds in the main factory."

Turning around, Luo Jiaping looked at Yu Decai and said, "Ninety percent of what he did was probably instigated by Dong Xuexue from behind. What big waves can such a youngster just 20 make?"

Although Yu Decai disagreed with Luo Jiaping's point of view in his heart, now was not the time to say harsh words, and he was easy to take himself in.

Seeing that Yu Decai was silent, Luo Jiaping didn't want to waste any more words with him.

"Tell the hostel to keep an eye on it and call me as soon as they come back"

"Yes"

Li Xuewu, who had nothing to gain, asked Liu Zhaolun to find a phone to stop and check his watch. It was already 11 o'clock, and it was time to call Yan Xiecheng from the guest house.

At this time, there are no public telephone booths, so we can only find relatively large restaurants or bookstores.

The place where Li Xuewu asked Liu Zhaolun to stop was at the entrance of Xinhua Bookstore.

Other units may not have a telephone, but Xinhua Bookstore must have one, and it is open to the public.

When Li Xuewu entered the bookstore, he didn't see many people. They were all working at this time, so most of the people in the bookstore were middle-aged or young girls.

"Comrade, make a call"

Li Xuewu took off his gloves and greeted the waiter at the counter. The waiter looked at Li Xuewu and said angrily: "Unit".

Li Xuewu handed his ID to the waiter.

The waiter with two big braids saw that Li Xuewu's certificate turned out to be a deputy director. He raised his head in disbelief, looked at Li Xuewu's face, and then looked at the photo on the certificate in his hand.

Even if the unit address is the capital city, this is scary enough.

"You can only make local calls, and it costs 1 cents a minute."

The tone of the waiter after reading Li Xuewu's certificate was obviously better, and he was no longer impatient as before.

Li Xuewu smiled and took the phone handed over by the waiter and shook it.

The principle of this thing is actually not very clear to Li Xuewu. It is probably because the phone here may generate an electric current, and the operator will receive a signal requesting a call, and then ask where you are connected.

The current telephone calls still rely on the operator to help make contact, so the efficiency is artificially slow, and sometimes it takes a long time to get through.

Some people also said that if the phone is turned backwards, the electric current generated will make the operator feel numb, and the connection will be made quickly.

Li Xuewu didn't know if it was right to do so, and whether there was any scientific basis, he had never used it once.

If this trick doesn't work, it looks stupid, and if it works, it's not worth being scolded by the operator for being stupid.

Not bad, Li Xuewu just shook it a few times when the voice of "Where do you want?" came from the receiver.

It may be that the operators all over the world are the same, and their tone is very bad, so Li Xuewu didn't care about the tone on the phone, and said, "Room 308 of the guest house in front of the station".

"pass"

Such a sentence came from the phone, and then Yan Jiecheng's voice was heard.

"Section Chief, is that you?"

"Yes, I'm Li Xuewu, did Han Zhan call back?"

"I'm back. They said that Fu Haibo's house has been abandoned for a long time, and no one has lived in it for a long time. Now the two of them are going to investigate a man named Ma San'er, and they say that he has a close relationship with Fu Haibo."

"Understood, I didn't gain much here. The leaders of the branch factory didn't cooperate and couldn't get Fu Haibo's information. Now let's investigate Fu Haibo's family."

"receive"

Before putting down the phone, Li Xuewu said to Yan Jie, "I'll go to the restaurant outside and order a portion for lunch, and I'll go back to work quickly."

After speaking, he put down the phone.

The waiter looked at his watch and said, "A dime."

Li Xuewu knew that he didn't play enough for 2 minutes, but he didn't bother to care about the 5 cents because of the beating nature of the three major operators who have not solved this problem in the future.

He took out the dime ticket and put it on the counter, and wrote his unit and name on the phone record, as well as the direction to call.

This is the procedure for calling outside. Now it is not as messy as it was later, and the phone can be used casually.

Even Li Xuewu's recycling shop strictly follows the registration system for buying and selling goods.

If you sell second-hand goods, if you succeed, bring the receipt of this product, and if you don’t have it, call the police.

The same is true for calling "public" telephones. Without a work permit, it is impossible to use the telephone.

Even if you have a work permit, you have to leave a phone call record.

Li Xuewu went out and said to Liu Zhaolun, "find a restaurant", and then got into the car.

These five people didn't eat breakfast on the train, and they were hungry all morning after tossing around.

The two found a noodle shop, the most common kind, and bought two bowls of braised noodles with the national food stamps and money.

It is not that Li Xuewu is boasting about the innocence of this era, nor is it that Li Xuewu belittles the deterioration of later generations.

Just this bowl of braised noodles can make any difference?Can you still eat beef?
You can't eat beef, but there is a difference.

A large bowl of stewed noodles was served. The yellowish noodles were topped with light brown marinade, and sprinkled with a little chopped green onion. It looked appetizing.

The reason why the noodles are yellowish is that the degree of grinding of the flour is not as fine as that of the later generations, but with such a degree of grinding, the noodles made are much tastier than the wheat core flour of the later generations.

Including the steamed buns made by Li Xuewu's family, they are not as white and clean as later generations, with a yellowish color and sometimes some black spots.

This is caused by residual wheat bran when grinding the flour.

In this cold winter, after eating a bowl of hot braised noodles, both Li Xuewu and Li Xuewu regained their energy.

It's a good day at home, but everything is difficult when you go out.

Han Zhan and Jing Yongjie left the residential area of ​​Fu Haibo's hometown, planning to visit the residential area of ​​the steelworks workers.

Both Fu Haibo and Ma San'er rely on this worker's residential area to survive, so there must be clues about them.

The two of Han Zhan first went to a nearby supply and marketing cooperative, and checked the daily system a little bit. After all, the landlady also has to live.

But to the disappointment of Han and Zhan, no matter who they asked, they kept silent about the name Ma San'er.

Gradually, the two also saw the clues, knowing that it would be futile to ask such questions.

After checking the time, the two walked into a state-run restaurant.

It was impossible not to eat, and Han Zhan's body was throbbing, which was a symptom of hypoglycemia.

Because time was tight, the two ordered four steamed buns and a plate of stewed tofu.

While waiting for the meal, Jing Yongjie habitually asked the waiter, "Comrade, do you know Ma San'er?"

"Where's Fu Haibo?"

The waiter glanced at Jing Yongjie, then at Han Zhan, shook his head twice in a row, and went back to the back kitchen without saying a word.

The two of them were rejected like this too many times today, so they didn't care.

After the steamed buns and tofu were brought out, the two took them and walked to the table and began to eat them with a grunt.

Just as Han Zhan picked up the second steamed bun and was about to eat it, a square-faced young man walked in at the door.

The young man glanced at the store, and then fixed his eyes on Han Zhan's table.

Seeing the young man coming in, Han Zhan put down the steamed bun in his hand, kicked Jing Yongjie who was opposite him under the table, and then touched the gun holster on his waist.

Jing Yongjie glanced back, also found something unusual, put down the bowl in his hand and stood up.

The young man stopped three steps away from the table and asked softly, "Are the two comrades asking about Fu Haibo?"

Jing Yongjie looked back at Han Zhan who was frowning, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "May I ask what's the matter?"

Seeing that he found the right owner, the young man said with a sad face, "I know where Fu Haibo is."

When Jing Yongjie heard this man's words, he took two steps forward excitedly, but then he was stopped by Han Zhan.

"Yongjie!"

Hearing Han Zhan's reminder, Jing Yongjie knew he couldn't get excited now, but he still grabbed the young man's arm and asked, "Where is he?"

The young man glanced at the store with a bitter face, and then looked at the two without speaking.

Of course Jing Yongjie knew what it meant, it was just that there were too many people in the room and it was inconvenient to speak.

"Come on, let's go out and talk"

"Yongjie"

Han Zhan called Jing Yongjie again, and glanced at the young man, the meaning of the reminder was self-evident.

But Jing Yongjie was fascinated by the sudden surprise at this moment, turned to Han Zhan and said, "Let's find a place at the door to talk."

Han Zhan had no choice but put two steamed buns into his pocket and followed Jing Yongjie out the door.

Standing in the lee of the street, Jing Yongjie let go of the young man's hand and asked, "Where is Fu Haibo?"

The young man hesitated and asked: "Who are you? What can I do with Fu Haibo?"

Seeing the young man's ink mark, Jing Yongjie stretched out his hand to pinch the young man's neck and said, "What are you talking about, let me ask you where Fu Haibo is?"

"Jing Yongjie, let go of your hand!"

Seeing that Jing Yongjie was emotional, Han Zhan frowned and said, this reminder has already called his full name, which shows that Han Zhan's attitude is very firm, and he is also very against Jing Yongjie's current actions.

But Jing Yongjie would not listen to Han Zhan at this moment, he still pinched the young man's neck and asked, "Say you?"

The young man was stunned, but he was the axis, even though Jing Yongjie pinched and hit him, he just didn't say anything.

In the end, there was no other way, it was Han Zhan who couldn't stand it any longer, grabbed Jing Yongjie by the neck and pulled him away.

He looked at the tired young man on the ground, and at Jing Yongjie, who had red eyes and was panting heavily.

Han Zhan frowned and said, "Are all the cases you handle so rough?"

Jing Yongjie didn't speak, just stared at the young man on the ground.

Han Zhan squatted down, opened his ID card and placed it in front of the young man's eyes, saying: "I am the security cadre of Fu Haibo's factory. Fu Haibo committed a crime. We will arrest him and punish him. If you know anything can tell us."

The young man looked up at the certificate in Han Zhan's hand in surprise, and then asked with tears in his eyes, "Is what you said true? Are you really here to catch that bastard?"

Hearing what the young man said, Han Zhan glanced at Jing Yongjie who was standing aside with a look of astonishment on his face, then nodded to the young man and said, "Identifications can't fool you, we've been looking for him for a while."

The young man looked at Jing Yongjie with some fear, and then asked Han Zhan: "Can I know how much crime Fu Haibo has committed this time? Will he come out again?"

Han Zhan said with a chuckle: "I can't tell you how big a crime is, but if he can get out, I can tell you that he can get out."

"what?!"

The young man looked at Han Zhan with blood on his face, all the excitement just now was gone, and looked at Han Zhan with a face full of ashes.

"It is possible to come out, the ashes can come out, but it is impossible to come out alive."

"what?!"

The young man said ah again, but the tone of his voice was different. His whole body seemed to come alive. Looking at Han Zhan, he asked in disbelief, "Comrade, is what you said true?"

Han Zhan glanced at Jing Yongjie with a guilty face again, then shook the ID in his hand and said, "If it's a dinner treat, we can't afford to come all the way from the capital to find him, right?"

"Yes Yes Yes"

The young man nodded wildly excitedly, and then cried excitedly, muttering why you came here.

Han Zhan and Jing Yongjie looked at each other, and both frowned.

What a crime Fu Haibo has done to make this young man so excited.

"Comrade, we are here to arrest and punish Fu Haibo. Can you calm down and cooperate with our actions?"

"Wooooow, I cooperate!"

The young man wiped the tears from his face, but his face was covered with blood and snot, like a ghost.

Han Zhan took the young man back to the restaurant and washed his face by the sink at the entrance.

The young man washed his face and controlled his emotions again, and then followed the two back to the low wall of the street.

Looking at the young man who was afraid of Jing Yongjie, Han Zhan explained: "Fu Haibo has done so many wrong things that our comrades can't wait to bring him to justice now, so I was a little excited about you just now, Please forgive me."

While speaking, he motioned for Jing Yongjie to apologize.

Jing Yongjie said to the young man embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry, I was reckless just now."

The young man shook his head and said: "As long as you catch Haibo, you can beat me ten times."

As he spoke, the young man showed signs of crying again, but seeing the two anxious, he still managed to stabilize his emotions and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Hu~~"

Then he explained: "My name is Yang Zhao, and I am a worker in a steel mill. Once my wife went to work to find me, and was met by Fu Haibo."

Speaking of this, Yang Zhao's throat choked up again, but he still held back and said, "The two of them hooked up for some reason, and Fu Haibo would go to my house every time I was at work."

Speaking of this, Yang Zhao couldn't bear it anymore, tears streaming down his face, and said in a crying voice: "Once when I went home for something, I bumped into him. I reached out to hit him, but he held a gun to his head. Beat up."

"woo woo woo woo"

As he spoke, Yang Zhao covered his face and started crying again. Neither Han Zhan nor Jing Yongjie stopped Yang Zhao this time.

Especially Jing Yongjie, who has already gritted his teeth.

Yang Zhao cried for a while and said in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't count if you hit me. At night, you called Ma San'er to my house and hung me on the beam. That animal Fu Haibo followed me in front of me." My daughter-in-law... woo woo woo."

Jing Yongjie was so jealous when he heard it, how could there be such a despicable and shameless person in this world.

"Why didn't you report the case?"

"How do I report?!"

Yang Zhao cried and said, "Fu Haibo belongs to the security department, should I report the case to him?
"He warned me that if I dare to speak out, I will not be able to work in the steel factory, and Ma San'er will kill me."

"Fuck him!"

Jing Yongjie thumped the earthen wall beside him with his hands, and asked bitterly, "Where is Fu Haibo now?"

"Where else can it be, on the kang of our house"

Yang Zhao said with empty eyes: "Since that time, Fu Haibo has blatantly gone to my house, and often lives in my house, not allowing me to go home."

While talking, Yang Zhao said with tears: "I am off duty today, my wife told me in advance that he is coming, and I am not allowed to go back, woo woo woo."

Seeing a big man burst into tears, Han Zhan also frowned into a knot.

Jing Yongjie said bitterly: "Let's go, take us to your house, I want to see how this young hero does such a thing that is not as good as a beast."

"and many more!"

Seeing Jing Yongjie who was more excited than Yang Zhao, Han Zhan frowned and said, "Since we know Fu Haibo's location, there is no need to worry. Let's go and inform the section chief, it will be safer."

Jing Yongjie stared and said, "What time is it? Even if we make contact by phone, it will be more than an hour before Li Chu arrives here."

While talking, Jing Yongjie asked Yang Zhao, "How long does Fu Haibo usually stay at your house?"

Yang Zhao wiped away his tears and said: "I don't know, sometimes he will leave when there is something to do, and I don't know when he will leave, because I can't see him when I go back."

Jing Yongjie patted Yang Zhao on the shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, we will bring that beast to justice now."

"It's better to report to the section chief. After all, we are not familiar with this area, and there is no one to take care of us if something goes wrong."

Seeing that Han Zhan was still talking, Jing Yongjie stared at Han Zhan and said, "This time the guards are all on the front line, and there is not a single coward. You make me look down a bit."

Feeling that what he said was a bit hurtful, Jing Yongjie added: "Besides, Director Li said he would arrest Fu Haibo when he saw him."

"Can it be the same?"

Han Zhan ignored Jing Yongjie's sarcasm, and persuaded him: "The section chief's order is to arrest Fu Haibo when he sees him, not our second-level investigation operation to arrest Fu Haibo...".

The excited Jing Yongjie waved his hand and said, "I don't care. I'm going now. If you don't want to go, I won't force you. Just go back to the guest house and wait for news from me. It's not like I haven't arrested someone by myself. He paid for it." Can Hai Bo still have three heads and six arms?"

As he spoke, he took Yang Zhao in his arms and was about to leave.

Han Zhan looked at Jing Yongjie and sighed helplessly. This is either a unit or a problem. They are not under each other, and there is no way to resolve disagreements.

How could Han Zhan let Jing Yongjie go on an adventure alone, so he could only follow Jing Yongjie to another street in the residential area.

Jing Yongjie looked back at Han Zhan who was following him, and said in a cold voice: "I know you blame me, don't worry, I'm not a greedy person, as long as I catch someone, I will have half of the credit for you."

Han Zhan frowned and glanced at Jing Yongjie, but remained silent.

This Jing Yongjie is really a desperate young man, and he doesn't know how Duan Suo was chosen.

Is this a matter of credit?

The rolling mill guards had never judged their success or failure based on merit, and this was the first time Han Zhan had encountered such a stunned young man for so-called merit.

Yang Zhao also packed up his emotions at this moment, and brought the two of them to the street entrance of his home.

Just when he was about to go in, Yang Zhao stopped, hesitantly said: "The third house is my house, can I not go in?"

"why?"

Han Zhan took out all his guns and surprised Yang Zhao.

"I... I... I'm scared"

Yang Zhao lowered his head and said, "I'm afraid that Fu Haibo will find out that it was I who reported the secret. They still have a lot of people. I'm afraid they will retaliate."

"you……"

Han Zhan wanted to say more, Jing Yongjie said indifferently: "This is normal, we are not afraid of revenge from criminals, ordinary people are terrible, stop talking nonsense, let's go."

While talking, regardless of Han Zhan's reaction, he has already touched inside along the street wall.

Han Zhan looked at the reckless Jing Yongjie, and said to Yang Zhao, "You are waiting for us right here."

“good good”

Yang Zhao hastily agreed, as if relieved.

Han Zhan glanced at Yang Zhao again, because Jing Yongjie was about to climb over the wall, so he followed without thinking too much, and helped Jing Yongjie climb over the wall and enter the yard.

After Jing Yongjie entered, Han Zhan climbed over the wall and jumped into the yard with a run-up.

After landing, Han Zhan held the gun and ran towards the tile house, because he had already seen Jing Yongjie kicking the door and rushing in with the gun.

But before Han Zhan rushed into the room, he heard a woman's screams coming from the room.

"Come here! There's a thief! Someone raped me!"

Before Han Zhan knew what was going on, he heard the sound of a gong beating outside the courtyard wall behind him.

"Come here! There is a thief! Someone broke into my house and raped my wife!"

When Han Zhan heard that something was wrong, he thought of calling Jing Yongjie to come out.

Before he could yell out, Jing Yongjie ran out with three blood spots on his face.

"Han team, it's not good, we've been tricked, and there's only one naked woman in the room!"

Han Zhan scolded: "You still need to say it!"

Without explaining to Jing Yongjie, he pointed to the courtyard wall behind and said, "Go, go from the back."

Jing Yongjie was already panicking at the moment, seeing Han Zhan pointing at the back and not being polite to Han Zhan, he turned around and ran towards the wall behind.

Han Zhan had already seen the door being kicked open, fired a shot at random and ran back.

Han Zhan didn't have time to scold Jing Yongjie for being a waste, so he could only cooperate with him to cover up.

When the guards attacked the target, they cooperated with each other before and after they climbed over the wall, but Jing Yongjie didn't open the door for Han Zhan when he entered the courtyard, and rushed in to grab the credit.

Now again, they didn't cover each other when retreating, and just ran by themselves.

Running to the bottom of the wall, watching Jing Yongjie climb up the wall with agility, Han Zhan was just about to follow Jing Yongjie over the wall, when he heard a "bang", Jing Yongjie, who was squatting on the top of the wall and was about to turn over the wall, was collapsed back.

After landing, Jing Yongjie's face was covered with blood, and there were black gravel in the blood.

"Ah!~~~"

Seeing Jing Yongjie rolling on the ground and howling in pain, Han Zhan gritted his teeth and grabbed Jing Yongjie's arm, put him on his back, and rushed to the front yard again.

"Draft Master's"

Because of Jing Yongjie's injury, Han Zhan was so bloody that he beat everyone on the head. After smashing two heads, no one dared to show his face anymore.

Fortunately, there is no sand gun in the front yard, otherwise both of them would have to confess here.

Han Zhan looked at the rifles that fell on the ground, and knew that these people came rushing to kill two people, so he didn't dare to stay here to explain his identity, so he broke through the door and ran out.

But how can you run with someone on your back? After running a few steps, you have to look back to see if anyone is following.

"boom!"

Feeling Jing Yongjie twitch on his back, Han Zhan shot back.

"boom"

The shot killed another man.

Han Zhan didn't dare to see if the person he hit was dead, so he turned and continued running.

There is no such thing as a perfect road, and God will never die of starvation.

Just when I got out of the street, I saw a sidecar parked by the side of the road.

I didn't see it when I came here just now, and now the key is still inserted, it must be the people who shot at me and rode here.

Han Zhan threw the silent Jing Yongjie into the sidecar, while he himself got on the motorcycle, kicked and rode towards the city.

Although there were still a few gunshots behind him, Han Zhan had no time to fight back. Jing Yongjie in the car looked really bad.

The exposed face was no longer recognizable, and it was completely black when hit by the sand gun, and then it was sprayed with blood on the face.

Han Zhan didn't know what happened to Jing Yongjie's other places, but he probably couldn't keep his eyes.

No one can save their lives and eyes with a frontal hard steel grit gun.

Li Xuewu took Liu Zhaolun up the stairs, looked at the house number, and confirmed that this was the place he was looking for.

"Dangdang"

Li Xuewu knocked three times before there was any movement from the door.

"Who?"

"Hello, I'm Director Fu's colleague. There is an urgent case in the steel factory that needs him to deal with. We can't find him."

"click"

The door lock was unlocked, and a woman in her fifties pushed the door open.

"How did you find Haibo here?"

That's what the woman said when she opened the door, and her words seemed very blunt.

Li Xuewu said with a smile: "Director Fu didn't tell us where he lives, but our leader told us about your place."

The woman frowned and asked, "Are you from the steel mill?"

Li Xuewu took out his security certificate, gestured, and said, "Yes, old aunt, we are really in a hurry, and we are waiting for Director Fu to make up his mind."

The woman saw Li Xuewu's red ID and heard Li Xuewu's accent in Northeast dialect. She nodded and said, "He doesn't live here. I'm his mother-in-law. He lives at No. 17 Guancun Street. Go there and find him." .

"Okay, thank you, old lady."

While talking, Li Xuewu greeted politely and went downstairs.

Taking Liu Zhaolun out of the building, Li Xuewu signaled Liu Zhaolun to get in the car quickly.

"17 Guancun Street"

Liu Zhaolun kicked the motorcycle, twisted the accelerator and left the building.

"Section Chief, is there any whereabouts?"

Because of the strong wind, Liu Zhaolun shouted out. Li Xuewu didn't want to speak against the wind, so he patted Liu Zhaolun's leg to signal to move forward.

Liu Zhaolun smiled knowingly, finally got news.

Li Xuewu didn't care about the address given by Fu Haibo's mother-in-law at first, but when he got out of the car to ask for directions, the eyes of passers-by knew that the place was not simple.

When we got to the place, we could see the difference in the location of Guanjie.

This is like an American-style villa area, with American style and Chinese elements.

This should be a construction area left before liberation, similar to Li Xuewu's own situation at No. 1 Haiyun Road.

A detached two-story villa, a small courtyard surrounded by white wooden fences, and an iron swing in the snow-covered courtyard.

Liu Zhaolun parked his motorcycle in front of the villa, and Li Xuewu got off the station and took a look at the door.

Just as he was about to call, the door of the villa was pushed open. A man walked out in a panic, followed by a tall woman with a ruddy complexion.

Seeing Li Xuewu and Liu Zhaolun standing in front of the wooden fence door, the woman frowned and opened the door to let the man go out first, then asked Li Xuewu, "Who are you looking for?"

The man who went out glanced at Li Xuewu, and seeing that Li Xuewu's gaze was too sharp, he lowered his head and walked out again.

Li Xuewu looked at the back of the man, saw that he entered the courtyard next door, turned his head to look at the woman in front of him and asked, "Is this the home of Director Fu?"

The woman was obviously a little surprised when she heard Li Xuewu's words, but then she replied, "How did you find this place?"

Li Xuewu put his hand into the pocket of his leather jacket, looked at the woman in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Your mother told us."

The woman was very disgusted by Li Xuewu's impoliteness, and said in a cold tone: "Fu Haibo is not at home, you can go to work to find him."

As he spoke, he glared at Li Xuewu and was about to close the door.

Li Xuewu stretched out his hand and pushed the wooden door, tilted his head slightly, and said, "Then I'll talk to you."

The woman pushed the door hard, but when she saw that it could not be closed, she said angrily, "I don't know you, so what can I talk to you about?"

"Hey, there's so much to talk~!"

(End of this chapter)