Rebirth in 1980: I pretend to be a pig, eat the tiger and marry the chief

Tang Zheng took a sip of soy milk and said to Zheng Han who was behind Political Commissar Zhao: "Brother Zheng, please show Political Commissar Zhao the notes you took before."

Zheng Han: "..."

I don’t want to say a single word, how lazy I am.

Political Commissar Zhao flipped through the transcript casually, his hands trembling with anger: "Such a big thing is a small thing, so what kind of thing do you think is a big thing?"

Tang Zheng took a bite of the meat bun: "Actually, this case is very obvious. Someone is deliberately targeting me. This comrade from the police will definitely give me justice. I still believe in their strength. If not, I will find you again." ”

Zheng Han: "...Thank you for your recognition of our police comrades."

Political Commissar Zhao was so angry that he left the detention room without saying a word. Zheng Han did not bother to close the door and quickly caught up: "Political Commissar, don't worry, we will definitely handle this case..."

Political Commissar Zhao interrupted Zheng Han directly: "I want to make a phone call."

"Over there, I'll take you there."

Who knows, as soon as the other end answered the phone, Political Commissar Zhao started to curse: "Lao Dai, what the hell are you doing for food? You don't even know about such a big thing. You just saw it in the newspaper. That girl is in detention." I stayed in the room all night and let people know about it. Wouldn’t it mean that we have no one in the military and are treating the families of the martyrs coldly?”

Zheng Han was almost sweating for himself and his colleagues. Fortunately, they all tried their best to meet Tang Zheng's food requirements and did not treat her harshly.

If they really had the same attitude towards other suspects, the Public Security Bureau would probably be taken over by the military now!

Captain Dai was sucking the vermicelli. Hearing what Political Commissar Zhao said, he almost sucked the vermicelli into his lungs.

"What, then what does the Public Security Bureau do for food? Why didn't you tell us about such a big thing!"

Political Commissar Zhao's sharp gaze fell on Zheng Han. Zheng Han quickly explained: "No, it was Comrade Xiao Tang who didn't let us notify the other side for fear of causing trouble to you."

Political Commissar Zhao had mixed feelings in his heart. In the past, leaders like them were most afraid that the families of soldiers would move out of the army for some petty profits.

It's better now. Tang Zheng has to handle such a big thing alone. What's the matter?

"Then you can think of a way to keep her in the detention room of the Public Security Bureau, right?"

After hearing this, Captain Dai threw the lunch box angrily: "Damn it, even if someone died, it was not Xiao Tang who killed her. There is no direct evidence. Why should she be detained? What does the Public Security Bureau do for food? Besides, she is pregnant." How can you stay in that place?"

Political Commissar Zhao opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain. He had no choice but to hand the phone to Zheng Han. Zheng Han was so frightened that he waved his hand and backed away, and everyone retreated to the door.

Commander Dai on the other end was scolding him vigorously, but Political Commissar Zhao hung up the phone directly.

Tang Zheng thought that Political Commissar Zhao had left, but just after breakfast, he came back with a dark face.

"Okay, come back to the family compound with me."

Political Commissar Zhao had already determined that Tang Zheng didn't have to stay in the detention room, but she insisted on staying here, which really embarrassed the Huayang troops.

Tang Zheng burped: "Now, isn't it appropriate?"

When she was handcuffed to the police station, the murderer should be made to relax his vigilance before the case could be investigated. If she was left, wouldn't it mean that the murderer should be made to be more vigilant.

Political Commissar Zhao looked a little unhappy: "Are you leaving? If you don't leave, I will ask your mother and your brothers to come here to see you!"

"This is not possible." Tang Zheng was a little anxious: "We can't let our family know about this."

Political Commissar Zhao slapped a newspaper on the table in front of Tang Zheng: "Now everyone in Huayang knows!"

Tang Zheng glanced at it, a little speechless, and asked Political Commissar Zhao: "Can you also sue this newspaper?"

If you can win the lawsuit, you can also get a mental compensation fee.

Political Commissar Zhao poked at the two words on the newspaper with his finger: "Look carefully, they only say it's possible, possible, but they don't say you are the murderer. Why are you suing him?"

He was so angry that he wanted to break his fingers.

"Okay then, I'll go back to the army with you first."

Tang Zheng could only stand up and walk out helplessly. Tang's mother and family knew that she was detained, and they were worried to death. Her conscience was uneasy.

Political Commissar Zhao sighed: "This is not an option for you. Next month the art troupe is recruiting art soldiers. You can run for election. If you can get into the art troupe, you will have a serious job."

Having an iron rice bowl is better than having such a precarious life outside, and the team will have more reason to protect her.

Tang Zheng looked astonished: "I'm pregnant, can I still serve as a soldier?"

Political Commissar Zhao was a little reluctant to pay attention to her, but he still said impatiently: "Do you want to go or not? Don't pull her down."

As soon as she left the Public Security Bureau, the dazzling sunlight fell on Tang Zheng. Only then did Tang Zheng remember that she had left her sunhat in the detention room, so he said to Political Commissar Zhao, "I'll go back and get something."

Political Commissar Zhao sighed: "I'll wait for you in the car."

Tang Zheng went to the bathroom first, and then went to get his hat. Before he could leave the detention room, Mao Ling's voice sounded outside.

"Xiao Tang is here!"

Tang Zheng turned around in surprise and saw several people standing at the door.

Mao Ling, Xiao Wang, Wen Nuan, Pi Sanmin, Bai Fan, and You Meiqin all looked at her with gloating eyes.

Tang Zheng sneered, everyone came quite well.

The first person to step forward was Wen Nuan, holding a net bag in her hand: "Xiao Tang, I heard that you were detained. We are all worried about you and came here to see you."

As she said that, she handed the net bag to Tang Zheng: "This is the fruit I bought on the roadside. Although the quality is not very good, it is better than nothing. Eat a few more. It is too hot to quench your thirst. "

Tang Zheng took a look at the apples and pears in the net bag. The small ones seemed to be underdeveloped, with only a core remaining except for a layer of skin. Moreover, several of them were rotten, and some even had hair on them.

Pi Sanmin stepped forward and lifted up the net bag in his hand: "These are the pickles I brought you. You may not be able to use them now. If you go to jail in the future, the shelf life of these pickles will be long. You can use them as long as you want." To eat, just eat the steamed buns, it’s the last meal!”

Mao Ling suppressed her laughter and threw a blanket tied with a rope on the table nearby: "I heard that it will rain continuously soon. It must be very cold at night. I specially gave you a blanket."

Tang Zheng glanced at the blanket. It was dirty and had some strange hairs on it.

Then I heard Mao Ling continue to speak: "It's just... there's some dog hair on it. Clean it up when you cover it, and you have to shake it off. After all, it was used by wild dogs on the roadside. In case there are lice, fleas or something like that on it." Just climb on it and that’s it.”

Xiao Wang said seriously: "Mao Ling, you are really kind, but you just pity the wild dog. After all, it is someone else's den..."