District 9

Taoli Life Town, Ruan Family.

Wei Lili was lying on the bed in the guest room and had been diagnosed with a concussion by the doctor. She vomited for a long time, but still cursed Aitak in a daze.

This shows how sinister Aitank was, and she really beat Wei Lili to death.

Wei Lili took an injection and took a long time to recover before she finally calmed down.

Mr. Ruan, Mother Ruan, Ruan Ming, his second uncle and others walked in from the door.

"Brother, you have to make the decision for me...!" As soon as Wei Lili saw Mr. Ruan, she started howling again.

"Shut up!" Mr. Ruan roared with extreme anger. This voice frightened everyone in the room. They could hardly remember how long it had been since the old man had been so angry.

Wei Lili was also frightened, sitting on the bed with disheveled hair, not daring to say anything anymore.

Mr. Ruan stood in the living room with his hands behind his back, frowned at Wei Lili and asked, "Who asked you to go to the headquarters to cause trouble?"

Wei Lili blinked her ignorant eyes and stuttered back: "No one asked me to go to the headquarters..."

"Fart! With your shitty head, can you think of going to the headquarters to cause trouble?" Mr. Ruan asked with a sullen face: "Let me tell you, this matter is not as simple as you think. Tell me now, And Xu'er, if the Police General Bureau finds out, you will have to move your head if things go wrong, do you understand?!"

Wei Lili shivered when she heard this, and glanced around in panic. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she softly replied: "Yes...it was that Xue Gang who sent me a message. He said...if I want to save my son, It is necessary to make the matter bigger, the more serious the better, and bring the families of the soldiers together to redress their grievances... Because there are many people involved in this case, if the higher-ups are worried and dare not deal with the Eighth District, then it is judicial It’s unfair. In this way, once the upper management strikes a balance, my family’s vigorous death penalty may be slowed down...!"

"Stupid, ignorant, stupid!" Mr. Ruan's eyes were red with anger: "Think about it with your ass, Xue Gang is a spy in the enemy area, can he kindly give you normal advice? He is still thinking of coercing the Eighth District. Commute Yang Fengli’s sentence, you are so stupid! Do you understand, the more you poke into sensitive areas, the more your superiors have to deal with you. Do you know the nature of your contact with Xue Gang? This is more serious than an arson case, you It's like helping the enemy to create mass incidents in Sichuan Mansion. If we really pursue it, you won't be able to chop off a hundred heads."

Wei Lili is just an old woman who doesn't understand anything. She doesn't know anything about politics or mass incidents. She has no merit other than swearing and being mischievous.

Mr. Ruan's words made Wei Lili tremble: "Brother...brother, I really didn't think about it that much."

"You, you are just seeking death!" After being silent for a long time, Mr. Ruan immediately said to Ruan Ming's second uncle: "Send her to the Police Headquarters and ask her to explain Xue Gang's problem clearly."

Wei Lili glared and shouted: "Brother, you can't let me go. Then if I go, can I come back?"

"You think the higher-ups of the Police General Bureau are all just doing nothing? If you don't tell them, won't they be able to find out? When they catch you, things will get even worse. Do you understand?" Mr. Ruan said this and turned around. Walk.

Uncle Ruan Ming followed him out and said in a low voice: "Send her away, it's really hard to come back."

"She is just an old woman. She doesn't understand anything. She is not sincerely causing mass incidents. She just wants to save her son." Mr. Ruan said calmly: "It's definitely not a problem to hide it. It will be more troublesome if others find out. You put people Send it and tell it to the Police Chief. Director Li should be able to sell it to our Ruan family. After all, Dali is already dead, so there is no need to treat such an old lady again."

"Okay, I'll be there soon." Uncle Ruan Ming nodded.

At the same time, Laomao received a call from Ding Guozhen in District 8: "Hello?"

"Director, the mass incident at the entrance of the headquarters, Wei Lili was instructed by the special agent Xue Gang..."

"How do you know?" asked the old cat.

"Wei Lili approached many military family members when she caused trouble. When Aitank went back and asked, they were all scared and told the inside story."

"This Wei Lili is looking for death!" Old Mao gritted his teeth and cursed: "Catch her and wait until I get back to deal with it. Also, contact the Military Supervision Bureau and ask them if they have found that Xue Gang."

"yes!"

After saying that, the two ended the call.

That night, Ruan Ming's second uncle took Wei Lili to the Police Headquarters to surrender, and the arson case that was about to end was re-investigated because of Wei Lili's brainless operation.

…

The next day.

Before Qin Yu went to the headquarters, he specifically asked Cha Meng to call Fu Zhen. This guy's previous performance in arresting Zhang Tian's group was somewhat impressive, but his style of conduct was still a bit difficult to control. It was too personal and too "personally heroic", so much so that in the second shootout, At the scene, Xiao Sang and a guard officer were injured.

Fu Zhen sat carelessly on the sofa, looked at Qin Yu with a smile and said: "Hey, Commander Qin, you didn't ask me to come, are you planning to promote me? I'm telling you, if you want to promote me, I I don’t recommend that you keep me in the guard regiment..."

Qin Yu stepped in and looked at him: "Why?"

"It's so boring to be with you. You're too serious. I want to go to another army and be a regiment commander or something..." Fu Zhen felt that he had made a contribution and was a bit arrogant, and he was able to use your words to speak. Addressing someone by name is the greatest respect for the other person.

"Haha, be a regiment leader." Qin Yu thought for a long time, pointed at him and said, "I really have the job of a regiment leader for you."

"Okay, which unit?"

"I'll let you be the leader of the first grain-producing regiment." Qin Yu pointed at him seriously and said, "If you've done your job well and achieved the target, I'll give you another title; if you don't do your job well, I'll take care of you. .”

"The first grain-producing regiment, what kind of regiment is it?" Fu Zhen blinked and turned to look at Cha Meng: "Does the Sichuan government still have such troops?"

"This is a special unit that focuses on military intelligence work. The number is used for cover." Cha Meng also explained with a serious face.

Fu Zhen looked at the two of them with some doubts, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Send him to Meng Xi." Qin Yu ordered Cha Meng: "Tell Meng Xi that I have given him the man, and he must make arrangements for me."

"Yes!" Cha Meng nodded.

…

In the afternoon, around three o'clock.

Fu Zhen, who had been riding in the car for several hours, stood next to the endless agricultural greenhouses with his luggage rolled in his hand. After looking at the police dogs, local dogs, and a series of agricultural equipment, he was completely confused.

"What does this mean?" Meng Xi, wearing a shabby cotton jacket, looked at Fu Zhen and asked.

"Commander Qin gave you the people to arrange for you." Cha Meng tugged Fu Zhen and introduced: "Commander Fu, this is the supreme commander of your first grain-producing army and the strategic commander-in-chief of the experimental field theater. Meng Xi!"

Fu Zhen turned to look at Cha Meng numbly: "Nima, are you a farmer?"

"Yes." Cha Meng nodded.

"My dear, your mother, I haven't recovered from my injuries. You want me to farm?!" Fu Zhen was anxious.

"Welcome to the largest experimental field under the General Administration of Agriculture..." Meng Xi held out her palm reservedly.

In the headquarters, Qin Yu sat on an office chair, thinking about the various groups and forces in Sichuan, the Eighth District, and the Nine District. Finally, he wrote the names of Meng Xi and Fu Zhen on a piece of white paper. …

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District Eight.

While Lao Mao was waiting for news from Qin Yu, the phone suddenly rang. He looked at the caller's number in surprise and slowly pressed the answer button: "Hello? Boss, what are your orders...?"