Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s

Chapter 240 The thief shouts to catch the thief

The leader didn't care about him. Instead, he looked at the pretty little girl in the crowd, smiled and asked kindly: "Are you Comrade An Zhixia?"

Being called by the leader and knowing her own name, An Zhixia couldn't help but get excited. She nodded with a smile and bowed ninety degrees: "Hello, Mr. Dong! I am An Zhixia!"

“I heard about a beautiful and very talented little girl. I heard that the idea for this team competition also came from you?”

An Zhixia couldn't help but scratch her head naively, and said modestly with bright eyes and a red face: "I am just a screenwriter, and I have a good grasp of the story. I think as long as the plot is attractive, the audience will love to watch it." It’s the same thing when it comes to team competitions.”

"Yes, you guys need to use your brains more and make progress together," the leader smiled appreciatively, "Young comrades, you have done a good job for us this time." If it were a normal team competition, he would not have the confidence to criticize others just now. It won't be that good, but this team competition was really held so hard that you can't fault it. Regardless of the stage decoration, lighting effects, plot connection or the program itself, it almost reached the pinnacle of national performances, giving big guys like them a lot of face. of. "Tell me, what reward do you want?"

An Zhixia thought for a while and said with a smile, "Can I shake hands with you and Mr. Lai and take a photo?"

The leaders were stunned, laughed and nodded in response.

 They stood at the entrance of the theater. The place was brightly lit, as if it were daytime, which was convenient for taking pictures.

An Zhixia didn’t know when there was a bulging backpack on her back. She carefully took out the camera from inside and handed it to Director Hu's male assistant, asking him to help her take more photos. If conditions didn't allow it, she would have carried out the highest-configuration video recorder.

 Significantly shaking hands with the leaders one by one and taking photos, her bright smile was also photographed by other accompanying reporters.

　　It was already ten o'clock when all the guests were sent away, and all the actors and staff were forced to stay by Director Li's subordinates to record their confessions one by one.

An Zhixia stayed and participated in the whole process on the pretext that he had read books on psychology and had done a lot of research on it. This kind of thing was considered a waste in the circle she was in. Some people did not hesitate to harm the collective interests to achieve what they wanted. They set a fire that did not burn, and arrogantly thought that there was no surveillance, no witnesses, and no physical evidence. , no one can pull it out.

 Hehe, if it weren't for her, then this matter might just go to nothing, and everyone would be punished by being punished.

It's a pity that she has experienced many battles and owns a large supermarket. She has long been on guard against someone who would ignore such an important occasion and harm others. She has arranged Bluetooth pinhole cameras in various hidden places in advance to know who is setting the fire. By.

While recording the confession, An Zhixia sat on one side and stared at the person's small movements, occasionally reminding comrades in the station whether the person was lying or concealing things. By the time the confession recording was completed, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and they had narrowed the scope of suspects to twenty-eight.

An Zhixia went back and took a nap. When she woke up, she washed out a few photos and put them into envelopes. On the cover were three words of different sizes cut out from newspapers: "Collected by Director Li". While she was eating in the cafeteria, she secretly thrust the photo onto a **** man who had an upright personality and a clear distinction between love and hate.

Sure enough, before noon, Director Li sent people to gather everyone in the studio again.

"I now have enough evidence to identify the arsonist. You have one last chance to fight for leniency. Take a step forward and explain everything in detail and who your accomplices are. Otherwise, I will threaten national security." Arrest and bring people to justice for serious crimes of uniting with the collective," Director Li said in a solemn voice, sternly scanning the crowd.

The guys couldn't help but turn their heads and look left and right, with anger and a trace of reluctance on their faces. Even if that person is very hateful, if these two crimes are suppressed, even if he doesn't get shot, he will stay in the bureau for the rest of his life and there will be no freedom at all.

An Zhixia glanced at the crowd, but in her mind, she watched everyone's expressions from the ultra-high-definition video more than ten times, and found that besides the arsonist, there were two other people with nervous expressions, and thin beads of sweat on their foreheads. Light.

"You, what do you think I'm doing?" Mr. Zhang, the artist, was so stared at by An Zhixia that his whole body went weak. He maintained his momentum and said coldly: "Yes, I admit that many unpleasant things happened to you before, but I am I reason with you openly and never make any small moves. I am an old lady who is about to retire. Can I not know what the occasion is today?

I have the most basic sense of shame, and like everyone present, I am patriotic and support the organization. How could I ignore the interests of the collective and the country for the sake of personal grudges indiscriminately? "

Several elderly people in the activity group couldn't help but speak for her: "Lao Zhang is usually a bit serious and rigid, but she has no bad intentions. She has worked with us for so long and has almost never made any mistakes. Teacher Xiao An, please don't catch her. I won’t let him go. At least there must be evidence to identify him.”

"Mr. Zhang, the artist, is a typical tough talker. We young girls and guys all know that. No one has been criticized by her, but after all, no one takes it to heart. Mr. Xiaoan, Mr. Artist Zhang, too. Have you reconciled?"

An Zhixia said with a smile: "I didn't say a word, I just glanced at Mr. Zhang, the artist's unwiped mouth, which was very oily after eating. When it was shined under the light, it caught my eye. Who wouldn't Do you need to take another look?

But Mr. Artist Zhang, your reaction is too violent, right? I am just a small editor and director, and my words carry little weight. Director Li is a good leader who does practical things and pays attention to evidence. How can my judgment be swayed by one or two words of mine?

 Forget it, if you have nothing to do with this matter, why are the hems of your clothes turned into flowers? What are you nervous about? Even if I look at you, are you furious? "

 Director Li is really an old comrade who has seen blood. His eyes are not ordinary sharp. He looks straight at Mr. Zhang, the artist, like a wolf staring at his prey. It is difficult to resist.

 General Artist Zhang gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, but his voice trembled involuntarily and said: "You can't make false accusations. If you don't have evidence, you can't throw dirty water on me!

Perhaps this is your thief shouting to catch the thief.

　　Yes, that must be the case. You can't stand me, and you can't find anything wrong with me, so you burned down the prop room and blamed me. In fact, you have already thought of countermeasures, otherwise this spring performance team competition cannot be held better than in the past!

 How old you are, even if you have some talent, it is impossible for you to be the overall person in charge of this team competition. I can't compare to the great background you have behind you, but everyone is watching and they will definitely not let you do whatever you want! "

 (End of this chapter)