The vegetables in the detention center were short of oil and salt. Fu Ping'an called to eat a chicken pot near Haoting, Jinjiang. It was the place where he and Jiang Xiaoyang drank lasted and snowy days. Gao Yan took him on a motorcycle and took him all the way. The traffic was congested during the evening rush hour in Ori River, but the motorcycle was unobstructed. However, Ori River was a city where motorcycles were prohibited, so he was soon stopped by the traffic police.

"Driving license, driving license." The traffic police saluted and asked to show the certificate. Gao Yan took out two certificates and showed the police officer's certificate: "I am my own."

The traffic police looked at his ID and suddenly realized: "The person who drove the excavator yesterday was you?"

Gao Yan nodded.

The traffic police returned the documents, saluted again, and let them go. Although Gao Yan was just a newcomer, he had become a well-known figure in the Omi police circle because of his killing of Tan Hui.

When he arrived at the Chicken Pot Restaurant, Gao Yan went to the counter and took two bottles of cheap white wine of 52 degrees and put them on the table: "I won't go home if I'm drunk today."

Fu Ping'an asked: "Celebrating my coming out?"

Gao Yan said: "Precaution, you are so sad that you are so sad that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that I am so angry that

Fu Ping'an asked: "You kid is so efficient. I thought you would squat in there for at least half a year. Did you catch the real murderer?"

Gao Yan shook his head: "I beat him to death and shot him to death on the spot."

Fu Ping'an silently unscrewed the cap of the wine bottle, and each of them held a bottle, touched the bottle, and blew it together. This is the friendship between the two tough guys. There is no need for more words, it is all in the wine.

The boss came up with the alcohol stove, and the chicken pot was hot and put it on top, which smelled so good. When they saw that the wine bottles of the two were half gone, the boss was shocked. Before the food was served, half a pound of wine was killed. Who are these two people?

After half a pound of wine, Gao Yan said again: "Liu Fengyun died and committed suicide for fear of crime. He jumped off the bridge yesterday, just at the Tofu Shop Bridge where my father had an accident."

Fu Ping'an was excited and thought it was a long and protracted battle, but he didn't expect that victory would come so quickly. He picked up the bottle of wine again, and the two of them touched the bottle again and blew each other.

"I'll go to the toilet." Gao Yan said, and when he got up and went to the bathroom of the hotel, he heard the sound of vomiting inside. Fu Ping'an felt that his stomach was rumbling. No matter how good the alcohol content was, he couldn't resist this way of drinking. He also quietly walked to the door. There was a huge trash can on the sidewalk, and he lay on it and vomited it all, and all the wine he had just eaten came out.

There was a smell of alcohol in the air, and both of them returned to their seats, calmly and tacitly, so they ordered two more bottles of white wine. This time they learned their lesson and drank slowly with a cup.

Wine is used to talk about it, and Gao Yan has endless things to say. He described what happened in the past few days because the amount of information was too large and he couldn't even explain it clearly. But Fu Ping'an understood that victory came quickly, not only because of Gao Yan's efforts, but also the result of countless people joining the battle group.

The big wine was drunk until eleven o'clock in the evening, and the hotel closed. Gao Yan was drunk and forgot to check out the bill. Fu Ping'an had just left the detention center and had no money on him. It was difficult to find someone to borrow money at this time. The boss came over and said, "I'll invite this."

"How can you be so embarrassed?" Fu Ping'an said, and based on his intuition, he judged that the boss had a story.

"My fourth uncle broke one leg by Tan Hui two years ago because of the matter of collecting accounts." The boss said lightly, "A meal of wine should be."

Fu Ping'an dragged Gao Yan to the nearby Home Inn Express Hotel, opened a room for him and threw it in. After coming out of the hotel, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. He was drunk and suddenly woke up. These days were like a big dream, with ups and downs. Now that the dream has finally woken up, it is time to return to normal life.

He walked back to school, jumped into the wall, and climbed back to the dormitory. The three roommates were not asleep yet and were discussing the death of Liu Fengyun and Tan Hui. Suddenly, someone knocked on the window, and Fan Jian yelled in a low voice, "Who?"

"I." Fu Ping'an said.

The three of them got up one after another. The boss's voice was so familiar with them, so they quickly opened the window and let him in.

"Don't worry, I didn't get out of jailbreak. My phone has no battery, so I forgot to notify everyone." Fu Ping'an said apologetically.

There was something more to talk about this night. Fu Ping'an fell asleep as he woke up. When he woke up, the sky was bright. He got up to have breakfast and practiced in the morning. He also met Mr. Shi on the side of the playground. The old and the young greeted him and smiled tacitly.

Students from the Department of Politics found that there was one more classmate in the classroom today, one less classmate, and the one more was Fu Ping'an. His hair was shaved very short, obviously he had just come out of it, but he was very energetic. The one who was less was Liu Kanggan. The news has spread that Liu Kanggan's uncle Liu Fengyun died unexpectedly, and he asked for leave normally when he was having funeral at home.

...

The provincial party committee family district is deserted, and the front door of the old Liu family building is not large, and the number of wreaths is not large. It is basically sent by relatives and friends. The provincial party committee, provincial government, and various ministries, commissions and bureaus have not sent wreaths in the name of the unit, and even the Department of Transportation has no expression. The warmth and warmth of human feelings in the officialdom are fully reflected at this moment.

Because the organization has not yet been determined, the Provincial Department of Transportation did not establish a funeral committee. Liu Fengyun's funeral was handled by his own family, and not many people came to pay mourning. Liu Wenxiang and Wang Yongfang, a pair of old men, were sent to the black-haired man. The sudden death of the eldest son was the heaviest blow to the two elders. It seemed that he was ten years older overnight. What was even more sad than losing his son in the old age was that his son died not gloriously. He did not die in the line of duty, but fell to death accidentally. To put it bluntly, it was called suicide for fear of sin.

Liu Kanggan was very sad, for his uncle's death and even more for his family's misfortune.

Suddenly, Liu Feng was answering a call, and suddenly became excited. After hanging up the phone, he announced loudly: "Comrade Zhu Jiazheng is coming to pay his condolences right away."

This sentence was enough, and everyone immediately cheered up. Liu Wenxiang's waist was straightened. In less than ten minutes, the governor came to the mourning hall accompanied by a group of entourages. The official leaders gathered in the room. Yishui's white long-sleeved shirt with black trousers. Any one of them was picked out at the level of the department, and Liu Kanggan couldn't help but feel excited.

The governor bowed three times to Liu Fengyun's portrait, shook hands with his family to comfort him, and said a few more words to Mr. Liu Wenxiang. Liu Kanggan, as the eldest son and grandson, stood beside his father. He heard the governor's characterization of his uncle. Comrade Fengyun sacrificed his life during the inspection, which was a loss to the party and the people. He also asked the elderly to mourn and take care of their health.

The Liu family all breathed a sigh of relief. The governor came on behalf of the organization. The province held a meeting. The uncle was not a corrupt person, but a martyr who died in the line of duty.

The governor shook his hands and left. Shortly after he left, there were endless people coming to pay their respects. The wreath downstairs could not be placed, Liu Fengzheng's phone number was also dense, the people from the eldest and younger uncles' unit were also here, and people who were not in contact with each other came, so he had to hire an accountant and a cashier to collect paper money at the door.

The Department of Transportation sent many staff to help with the funeral. The funeral committee was established. Some people arranged the funeral home, arranged the crystal coffin, and arranged the largest body farewell hall. Liu Fengyun's eulogy also had to be specially written by the provincial masters. In short, everything was according to the specifications of the main hall.

On the day of the memorial service, the funeral home was full, and thousands of people came to see Liu Fengyun for the last journey. Unlike the memorial service of ordinary people, the decent middle-aged men came to see Liu Hall for the last journey. Looking around, there were a small black suit and a small white flower on the back. Amid the sound of sorrow, middle-aged people were discussing something in groups with cigarettes in their mouths. It seemed that for them, this was not a funeral, but a grand carnival.

This funeral that was extremely mourning was the best comfort for Liu Wenxiang, Wang Yongfang and his wife. Xiong Ru and Liu Jieyu, who were far away in the United States, also rushed over. They were not investigated by the Commission for Discipline Inspection, which shows that the above has reached a consensus and the death penalty has been eliminated.

Only then did Liu Kanggan understand the greatness of his uncle. He exchanged his life for the safety of his family and the safety of many people. After confirming safety, these people will definitely express their gratitude in their own way. This is the rules of the game that everyone needs to abide by.

The only regret is that the organization did not award Liu Fengyun the title of Martyr, but only gave him the title of sacrifice in the line of duty. The Liu family also had a tacit understanding and did not go to make trouble. With a wisp of blue smoke from the crematorium, this person's affairs came to an end.

...

When Liu Fengyun was in great burial, Liu's mother and lawyer came to Liu Yanan, who had been detained for half a year, when he saw his daughter, Liu's mother almost recognized her. Her elegant and beautiful daughter turned into a dull and silent female prisoner, with short hair and no makeup on her, and her reaction was a little slow.

Liu's mother took out a new set of clothes and asked her daughter to take off all the clothes from the inside to the outside in the car. She burned the bad luck with the fire. She took out a box of egg tarts for her to eat. Liu Yanan ate the egg tarts and tears fell silently.

"It's okay, let's go home." Liu's mother hugged her daughter, tears falling like rain.

"I recommend applying for state compensation," the lawyer said.

Liu Yanan was dull and did not respond.

The lawyer wanted to talk about the case, but Liu Yanan directly refused. Liu's mother also said that she should not mention any more names, and my daughter could no longer bear any stimulation.

The lawyer expressed his understanding, anyway, the cost will not be reduced.

The car did not drive back to school, but drove directly back to her hometown. When she returned to the bedroom she lived in high school, Liu Yanan's mood recovered a little. She took a shower first, took a full two hours, ate a lot of supper, and then went to bed to rest. Liu's mother was worried and came to see it every once in a while. Liu Yanan woke up from nightmare from time to time and was covered in cold sweat. She understood that her mental trauma was too deep and she had to leave this country and go to a place where she could relax.

Liu Yanan had a French business visa on her passport. As soon as it dawned, she went to buy the nearest flight ticket to Paris. Liu's mother fully supported her daughter's decision.

A day later, Liu Yanan boarded a flight to Paris. After regaining her freedom, she did not contact anyone, surf the Internet, read newspapers or TV, and even turned on her mobile phone. She needed to leave and abandon everything in the past.

When she stood at Charles de Gaulle International Airport and heard all her ears in French, Liu Yanan truly felt safety and freedom. The sun was shining and the pigeons were flying. Her life was about to start from scratch.
Chapter completed!