The next day, Liu Fenghua first went to the hospital to visit her son, and then to the unit. When his colleague saw her, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Director Liu, why is his skin so good today? He is white and red."

"I used a Korean mask. Next time I asked my friends to bring you more." Liu Fenghua replied happily. In fact, it was not the result of the mask at all. She knew very well what was going on.

Sitting in the office, the new colleague brought boiled water and brought newspapers. Although the water dispenser was already standard, some old comrades liked to drink boiled water. This old tradition has always existed. After reading the newspaper, Liu Fenghua picked up his mobile phone to handle private business, which is what she arranged yesterday.

The incident she inquired was heard. The murderer of her stabbed son was a child from a single-parent family. Her mother, Li Yan, is a doctor in a public hospital in this city. This is easy to deal with. Her biological father is a businessman in Huaimen and has a lot of influence in the local area. With Liu Fenghua's ability, she has to find Lao Sun to handle this matter.

After working for a day, Liu Fenghua came out of the unit at 3:30 in the afternoon and went to the hospital to see his son. It happened that Cao Zigao's grandmother Wang Yongfang also visited his grandson and brought a thermal bucket of bullwhip soup to make up for Cao Zigao. While supervising Cao Zigao to drink the soup, the mother and daughter talked about the mother and the mother and the mother.

Wang Yongfang asked, "Is the murderer done?"

Liu Fenghua wanted to speak but stopped: "Oh..."

Wang Yongfang was angry: "This is still the world led by the Communist Party. If you hurt someone with a knife, you can still get away with it. I want to ask their leaders for an explanation. If it doesn't work, I will go to the provincial party committee to petition. I don't believe it. Do the children of cadres deserve to be bullied? None of them can be let go!"

Cao Zigao ate the bullwhip and shouted, "Yes, I won't let anyone go, I will remember them all, Li Xin, Yang Yi, Li Xiucheng, Zhao Yi, and the fat man yesterday, by the way, there is another one named Fu Ping'an. He is the worst, he has him everywhere, and he is specifically unable to get along with me."

Wang Yongfang is old and has a bad memory. She tries to recall the name and thinks she has heard it.

"Fu Ping'an is Kang Kang's classmate, he just robbed the chairman of Kang Kang Student Union, and learned from him." Cao Zigao said, "Later, this guy was retribution and was fired by Jiang Da."

Wang Yongfang gritted her teeth with hatred. Fu Ping'an was simply the nemesis of the Liu family. She remembered it now, bullying Kang Kang, reporting Liu Fengyun, and now working with someone else to deal with her grandson. She wanted to peel the man alive.

"Fenghua, what does your procuratorate do for food? You don't care if you put such people in danger to society!" Wang Yongfang said.

"I'll arrange him tomorrow." Liu Fenghua said, looking at her watch, the dinner with her friend was almost at the right time, so she quickly said goodbye to her mother and son, and hurried to the banquet. After the meal, she went home in a nervous and longing mood. She entered the community and drove slowly. On the way, she saw a neighbor jogging. The man also lived in Area C. She was in her forties, 1.8 meters tall, and played golf well. He also saw Liu Fenghua, and said hello with a white teeth. Liu Fenghua had a cold face and did not respond. She suspected that this person did it.

When she returned to the garage, the villain did not appear. Liu Fenghua felt a little disappointed. She sat in the car for a long time before entering the house. Lao Cao was not there and her son was not there. She felt very uncomfortable alone.

Why didn't you come?

In the night, Zhao Guanghui sneezes, and the bald man sitting in the driver's seat said, "Brother Hui, someone misses you."

Zhao Guanghui sneezes several times in a row and said, "It's not that I miss me, it's that I'm scolding me."

The bald man said, "What should I do if the family surnamed Cao?"

Zhao Guanghui said: "You can't hurry, take your time."

The bald man said: "Yesterday you were anxious to kill their whole family, why did you take your time today?"

Zhao Guanghui said: "I suddenly don't hate them so much, I will deal with another bitch first."

Ruan Xiaochuan has made a few extra money recently, which is much higher than his salary as a reporter, and he has a lot of pens who write soft articles to companies. He writes 100 words on Weibo and has a very high cost-effectiveness. However, his reputation is not very good and he will be scolded by many people. Moreover, Ruan Xiaochuan also got the nickname of a magpie on Weibo, describing him as a black and dirty conscience, a fly larva that eats rotten corpses and feces.

The money comes quickly and spends it quickly. He appears in the bar nightclub, and he is a reporter and has fun.

When he drank too much, he wanted to go to the bathroom. Ruan Xiaochuan was dizzy and walked like he was stepping on a pile of cotton. He entered the bathroom and before he could unbutton his pants, his eyes turned dark, as if he had some magic weapon in Journey to the West. If he had experience, he would understand that this was not a purple gold gourd, but a sack puller.

Ruan Xiaochuan's feet were off the ground, and now he was really in a fog. He was stuffed into the carriage after a while. He called Tian Tian and said that the earth was not effective. He was so scared that he was trembling and waiting for bad luck to come.

I don’t know how long it took, Ruan Xiaochuan was lifted out of the car. The evening breeze was blowing and the silence was silent. He could feel that this was the suburbs. Could it be that these people were going to kill him?

No one talked nonsense to him. The moment the sack was taken off, a powerful force came from the back, and Ruan Xiaochuan was kicked down the abyss. Of course, the abyss was his own imagination. In fact, the depth was only 1.5 meters, but this was a cesspool, with thick and stinky contents and slippery surroundings. Ruan Xiaochuan could only barely stand up and tilt his head to ensure that he would not be drowned.

In critical moments, people often burst out with super long strength. The strong desire to survive drove him to swim forward. The resistance of the cesspool was very high, and every meter was going to cost a lot. He used his strength to finally dock. He climbed more than a dozen times before he could barely climb up. He was out of breath and lying on the ground and never moved again.

In the night sky, a few stars were blinking. Ruan Xiaochuan recovered some strength and tried to get rid of the dirt on his body. He was a little lucky because it was November now, the weather was cold, the smell was so strong, and there were no maggots, otherwise it would be even more disgusting. When he thought of the maggots, he suddenly understood something. He was the maggot. The enemy should have come to seek revenge offline for the post on Weibo.

Ruan Xiaochuan touched his hand and said that his cell phone was gone. Fortunately, his wallet was left. He stumbled away for a long time. Finally, he saw the lights. The convenience store at the entrance of the village rescued him. He showered him with a faucet, threw away all the dirty clothes, and even called the police for him.

"Reporter Ruan, this is a very serious personal injury. You probably offended someone." The policeman from the country police station said to him, pinching his nose as he spoke.

Ruan Xiaochuan's nose has failed and he can't smell it. He is not a tough guy at first. After this blow, he is frustrated and fearful and angry. In the future, there will probably be a lively human-shaped maggot on Weibo.

...

Wangdong District Procuratorate, the leader talked to Li Xiucheng and comforted him first, saying that after investigation, the Discipline Inspection Team found that there was no problem with going to school to provide legal education to the children, but next time there was a similar activity, I would like to say hello to the leader first.

The deputy procurator general changed the topic and mentioned Lao Li's age and health. He said that the head of the hospital has arranged a civil service post for you. In the future, don't go there in the wind and rain. It is best to find a wife again. There should be no women at home.

"I know, thank you for your concern." Li Xiucheng was not surprised. This time, the next step of his job transfer was probably to retire. A retired prosecutor was equivalent to a tiger with teeth pulled out, so there was nothing scary. He accepted the leader's arrangement without any argument. He came to the new office, and piled up documents and work waiting for him. There was only one young man in the same office, and his business ability was very poor. This was obviously to trap Li Xiucheng at his desk.

When it was time for get off work, the young man picked up his bag and left. Old Li moved faster than him. As soon as he closed the computer, he picked up his bag and got his clothes.

"Li Ke, are you leaving now?" The young man glanced at the file on the table, "I haven't finished entering it yet."

"I'm a newcomer and I'm not familiar with work. I've been practicing Wubi's font in my early years and I've almost forgotten it. I can't even type the characters well. Let's talk about it." Li Xiucheng is almost fifty years old, and he really has no trouble of being able to hold his face. His son is still lying in the hospital, so he has no time to waste here.

"But the director said it's going to be there tomorrow." The young man widened his eyes and looked in disbelief.

"Then you just work overtime and stay up all night. Otherwise, you can send another person to the director and send another person to death. How can a living person suffocate to death?" Li Xiucheng patted his shoulder and left without looking back.

When he arrived at the hospital, Yang Yi and Fu Ping'an were there. Li Xiucheng was very grateful. Since his son was injured, his classmates came to visit him in the first few days, but the ward soon recovered from tranquility. The 17-8-year-old child suffered such severe injuries and was likely to be disabled for the rest of his life and would be even more psychologically hurt. Some people can often come to accompany him, enlighten him, and distract him from his concerns about the injury, which is a great help.

After chatting with his son for a while, the two adults came out and left the space for the two children. Li Xiucheng mentioned an old case. He said that the police had arrested the murderer who had robbed the house ten years ago recently. The murderer did not admit that he did it himself, and insisted that someone had killed Hao Jiade and his wife before him.

"I suspected at the time that this was not a simple robbery, and it was not that coincidental." Li Xiucheng said.

"I doubt it too," said Fu Ping'an. "When we rented the house, we heard the agent say that the deceased was hung on a chandelier. Now the murderer has also mentioned this detail, and said that he put down the body, which proves that he was indeed at the scene."

Li Xiucheng said: "This agent is heard from the truth. In fact, when the scene appeared, the body was on the ground. However, when the police checked the traces, they found that the blood on the hook hanging on the chandelier was consistent with the deceased. This statement was made. Why did you put it down after hanging it? As for robbing in the house, everything was very strange."

Fu Ping'an asked him: "So do you suspect this is a murder? Are the real murderers the people who are seeking the Bank of China Building?"

Li Xiucheng said: "The Jiade Assets case ten years ago was nakedly robbed. These people are still in their positions. It is basically impossible to overturn the case. Unless the real murderer was arrested this time, it will start a wave of old cases and new investigations. Alas, the water is too deep, and you don't know some things better."

The two chatted for a while, and Fu Ping'an went back first.

A day later, Fu Ping'an came to the hospital again. Li Xin said that he could not contact his father anymore and could not find anyone by phone. He had similar situations before, and he usually performed tasks, but his father had already transferred to a civilian position and would not go out for the field again, so why did he disappear?

Fu Ping'an felt a little nervous. He called Li Xiucheng's cell phone, but it was indeed turned off. He checked 114 and found the office of the district anti-corruption bureau to call. The other party told him that he was not sure about Li Xiucheng's whereabouts.

Such a living person disappeared for no reason. This would never be an accident. Thinking that Li Xiucheng mentioned that the real murderers of the Jiade Assets case were all in their seats, Fu Ping'an felt a chill, even colder than the first wave of Siberian cold waves that had just arrived in Ori.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Li Xin asked him, the young man was very sensible, there was not so much dirty in his world, and he would not believe that he might have become an orphan.

"It's nothing. It may be inconvenient for your father to answer the phone. He won't have any trouble." Fu Ping'an smiled stiffly and said that he would leave in advance.

When he left the hospital, he felt like a car was following him.

When he returned home, Fu Ping'an was restless. He felt that there was a high-power telescope staring at him in the opposite building. The clutches in the dark began to operate, not for Cao Zigao's case, but someone touched the Jiade Assets case ten years ago.

Suddenly the phone rang. He thought it was Li Xiucheng's phone number coming in, but it was an unfamiliar number.

"Fu Ping'an, do you have time to talk?" The voice was also very strange.

"Who are you?" Fu Ping'an was very alert.

"You don't know you, but I know you. I knew you when you reported Liu Fengyun with your real name. Let me introduce myself. My name is Liu Guoxiao. I used to work in the Jiangdong Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. I was in the Procuratorate at the earliest. When I first started working, it was Li Xiucheng and Teacher Li who took me to intern. I am now in the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. I have some help from you."

Fu Ping'an's sixth sense told him that it was true, but he still questioned: "How did you tell me to believe you?"
Chapter completed!