The prosperous era of courtyard houses

Yang Xiaojun and Sun Xiangdong moved like thunder. They reached behind their backs with their right hands and each took out a pair of copper handcuffs. They quickly stepped forward and grabbed the wrists of Liao Qingchun and his son. They grabbed and twisted their hands and cuffed them behind their backs. .

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Let me go! Let me go!"

"Li Weiguo, what are you doing? Do you still have Wang Fa?"

"Chief Gao, look at this, this corrupt member Li Weiguo is actually trying to handcuff someone in front of you. This is simply lawless!"

"Chief Gao"

Liao Qingchun and his son were frightened and angry by this sudden scene. They wanted to break free from the control of Yang Xiaojun and Sun Xiangdong, but they were grabbed tightly by Yang Xiaojun and Sun Xiangdong, and their hands were cuffed behind their backs. They couldn't move even if they wanted to. Neng screamed at the top of his voice at Gao Jijun in horror, hoping that Gao Jijun and others could help them get justice.

But will Gao Jijun, the head of the investigation section, pay attention to him? If there is no such filing document, maybe he will, but now there is sufficient evidence to prove that Liao Qingchun and his son made malicious false accusations. They would be crazy to offend Li Weiguo, who is about to The deputy director of the security department took office.

Gao Jijun smiled slightly, took out the filing document that Minister Nie had given him before from his briefcase, and waved it towards the father and son.

"Master Liao, Comrade Liao Qingchun, take a look at what is written on this document?" As he spoke, Gao Jijun spread out the filing document and fully displayed it in front of them.

Master Liao and his son were surprised and wanted to ask a few questions, but after they saw clearly what was written on the filing document, they fell silent.

However, Gao Jijun didn't have the patience and interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

Yesterday, Master Liao went to the security department to visit Liao Qingchun, visited Li Weiguo again, and finally went to the hospital to see the injured Zheng Daqun.

Li Weiguo didn't sell out to them. He smiled and explained, "Do you still remember what you gave me? Three hundred yuan plus a Shanghai brand watch ticket and two Peony cigarettes."

Is this something a normal person can do?

You are such a big cadre and you are not greedy for anything?

Are you still not a human being?

Li Weiguo smiled at Gao Jijun, thanked him for his cooperation, and without saying a word, he waved his hand and asked Yang Xiaojun and Sun Xiangdong to take their father and son to the interrogation room below to prepare for interrogation.

Li Weiguo's words were like a demonic voice filling his brain, echoing in his mind over and over again, pinching Master Liao's Achilles' heel.

Normally, giving gifts like this might not be a big deal, but it's been different recently.

"Master Liao, you are quite old now. In addition to you and your son, there are still four or five mouths waiting for food at home. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about it for your family, right?"

<divclass="contentadv">After speaking, Li Weiguo did not rush him to answer immediately. Instead, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one, and smoked it calmly to give him some time to buffer.

Seeing that he was loose, Li Weiguo was not stingy. He took out a pack of peonies from his pocket, turned around and handed it to Yang Xiaojun beside him.

Although before playing this false accusation drama, they had anticipated the possible consequences of failure and were mentally prepared.

But when they were actually caught and had no way to deny it, they realized how ridiculous the so-called psychological preparation was.

He lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and spit it out heavily. At this time, Master Liao was obviously much more relaxed.

As Li Weiguo said, if he doesn't think about himself, he has to think about his family. Now that both his father and son have been arrested, the family has no backbone, and it may be over sooner or later.

In less than five seconds, the security guards who heard the shouting from downstairs rushed up in a swarm. After they came up, they subdued Liao Qingchun and his son without any struggle. Given the opportunity, they grabbed the father and son with all kinds of hands and dragged them down.

The two of them were speechless as if their necks were stuck.

The first person to be interrogated was Master Liao.

He worked so hard to direct and act in such a drama, and he was beaten to death, and spent a lot of money in bribes.

"Section Chief Gao Gao. This is all a misunderstanding." Master Liao's mouth trembled and he wanted to make some excuses.

At this time, not only Master Liao was stunned, but also Gao Jijun, Yang Xiaojun, Sun Xiangdong and others all looked over in confusion, wanting to hear his explanation.

More than half a month ago, the Imperial Capital carried out a massive crackdown on pigeon markets and black markets across the city. Under a joint raid by the public security, industrial and commercial authorities, and police in each district, nearly 70,000 people were arrested in one night.

"Chief Li, can you give me a cigarette?"

Then after taking a few more puffs, he took the initiative to speak: "Chief Li, can I ask, how did you see through it? And how did you confirm that there was someone behind me?"

As a result, Li Weiguo accepted the things with a smile, and handed over the things he received, leaving no room for them to show off.

"Let's not talk about the three hundred yuan. Families with a little bit of wealth may be able to afford it, but watches, tickets and peony cigarettes should not be something that an ordinary working-class family like you can afford."

What Li Weiguo said is not wrong. The tobacco supply in the Imperial City is based on tickets, which are issued to units with units and to streets without units. Cigarette tickets are provided to smokers twice a month.

After entering the interrogation room, Li Weiguo turned on the light.

Nowadays, the ticket dealers in the city have either entered the market or gone bankrupt temporarily. Those who were lucky enough not to be caught have become frightened and disappeared.

Didn’t you give the right gift?

Li Weiguo raised the corner of his mouth and said bluntly: "Because you didn't give the right gift!"

After being dragged to the first floor, Li Weiguo asked Yang Xiaojun to separate Liao Qingchun and his son for custody and interrogation.

"His."

Yang Xiaojun and Sun Xiangdong locked the interrogation chairs and followed Li Weiguo to sit behind the interrogation table. Gao Jijun, the three from the Supervision and Investigation Section, also moved two benches and sat at the back against the wall, holding a transcript and listening to the records.

But where is this place?

This is the headquarters of the Security Department!

When Yang Xiaojun saw that the father and son were not cooperating, he became angry. He turned around and shouted "Come here!" outside the office.

The game is over now. Once the malicious false accusation is confirmed, the Liao family will definitely be liquidated by Li Weiguo!

When they thought of this, Master Liao and his son were so panicked that their faces were as white as paper, they were sweating like rain, and their bodies couldn't stop trembling.

"Master Liao, there is no misunderstanding. You and your son designed a frame-up and maliciously falsely accused revolutionary comrades. The circumstances are egregious. The subsequent interrogation and investigation of you will be taken over by the Security Department. You can take care of yourself."

You can't find anyone even if you want to, let alone get rare watch tickets and two Peony cigarette tickets in one night.

Yang Xiaojun understood, took the cigarette, walked over and handed one to Master Liao, and struck a match to light it for him.

Master Liao was stunned when he heard this. He never expected that the problem would lie in such details.

"At my level, after working in the factory for so many years, I don't even have access to something as rare as a watch or ticket, so it's even less likely that an ordinary working-class family like you can have access to it."