Hung up the phone to Liu Xinkun, Ma Wenlong's mobile phone rang suddenly, he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately answered the phone, sure enough, a majestic voice soon came from the other end of the phone: "Xiaoma, how is it?" Ma Dami touched the sweat on his forehead, the leader really didn't sleep, it seems that he really doesn't care about this matter.

"Labor Hall, the matter has been handed over to their political commissar Liu Xinkun to handle, it shouldn't be a big deal, it is estimated that there is a small fight between young people because of some misunderstandings. ”

"Why are you looking for Liu Xinkun and Han Tao?" Director Lao's voice was a little low, but Ma Dami knew in his heart that this leader would not be confused at any time, especially the more critical moments, the more sober he was.

"The phone of the Korean Bureau can't get through, I guess I fell asleep. Ma Wenlong lied, in fact, he called Liu Xinkun directly with a phone call. This is also the foundation laid by Liu Xinkun to go to the provincial capital to walk around on holidays, otherwise this kind of thing, which round will get Liu Xinkun, who has no real power in the bureau?

Director Lao did not immediately express his position on the other end of the phone, but there seemed to be a slight heavy breathing sound from the phone: "Let's do this first, you have a snack on this matter, I want the results early tomorrow morning, and in addition, pay attention to the impact." ”

Secretary Ma responded again and again, hung up the phone, put his hands behind his head, stared at the ceiling blankly, and after a few minutes, he chuckled lightly and said to himself: "Lao Liu, Lao Liu, anyway, let's do our best to obey the destiny of heaven, and the appointment and dismissal of cadres in the department is not something that can be decided by the labor department alone." ”

Lao Liu, who was in the mouth of Ma Dami, answered the phone again. The call was from Han Tao, and the content was very simple, with a shriveled sentence: "Political Commissar Liu, come back when you have time." ”

Liu Xinkun wanted to say "no", but he was a real leader, although he did not have the absolute right to speak on the appointment and dismissal of his political commissar, but just looking at Han Tao as soon as he came to power, he cleaned up a few deputies obediently, and the number one "villain" Liu Da political commissar was also completely hollowed out, except for a very few people like Zhao Gang who risked the world's condemnation to follow Liu because of relatives, the rest went from criminal essence to household administration, even if it was the piece of semen, he couldn't insert half a sentence.

Seeing that Liu Xinkun still didn't speak, the strong leader dropped a bombshell again: "Old Liu, at this time, the gate of the Public Security Bureau has been blocked by three trucks of soldiers, and people have spoken, and they want you, the main master, to come over, saying that if you don't come again, I will drive a tank to invite you, and you don't want those guns and guns to be blocked at the door of the family compound, right? ”

Liu Xinkun was so frightened that he trembled. The people in the Jiangnan area are well aware of the fact that the armored troops in the southeast coastal area are stationed in the local area, and it is not uncommon to see heavy trucks pulling big guys covered with layers of tarpaulins through the city from time to time in the middle of the night.

"Han Han ...... Han Bureau, how can you get involved with the old men of the military region?" Liu Xinkun felt that he had heard it wrong just now, it stands to reason that local affairs can't be compared with the eight poles of the military region, could it be that there is really a běi elite in the people of that wave at night?

Han Tao sneered: "Political Commissar Liu, you don't know the order you gave yourself? After speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving Liu Xinkun with a blank face to the second aunt who was still scratching her head.

"Darling, don't think about it, people are waiting for you......"

With a snap, Political Commissar Liu angrily rewarded the second aunt with a slap: "Get out of the way, Lao Tzu is annoying!"

The second aunt had never seen the boss political commissar make such a big fire, and she didn't know if it was a slap or Lao Liu's usual accumulation of power was too deep, and the twenty-year-old girl shrank at the head of the bed and trembled in fright.

Liu Xinkun frowned and thought about it, but decided to go back, hurriedly flushed the foam on his body, put on his clothes three or two times, looked back at the woman curled up at the head of the bed, and sighed: "The soup is hot, and I'll drink it when I come back later." ”

The little girl's eyes were hazy with tears, and Chu Chu nodded pitifully: "Be careful on the road." ”

Lao Liu waved his hand, opened the door and went out, without waiting for the driver, stopped a taxi and went to the Public Security Bureau, on the way, Political Commissar Liu couldn't help but make a call to Xu Gongzi, but Xu Gongzi's phone couldn't get through. Lao Liu frowned, sat in the back seat of the taxi and broke out in a cold sweat, I don't know if the foam just now was not washed away, Fa Fu's body was sticky, thought about it, dialed Cui Jianping's phone again, and sure enough, it was turned off again. Lao Liu thought of something, and called Zhao Gang again, but no one answered. Before he arrived at the door of the Public Security Bureau, Lao Liu was already scared out of his sweat.

"Isn't it too hot? Why don't I turn down the air conditioning for you?" asked the taxi driver kindly.

"It's okay, drive your car. "Lao Liu didn't have a good airway.

The taxi driver was bored, and he stopped talking to Lao Liu, concentrating on driving, and when he was about to reach the gate of the Public Security Bureau, the young driver said again: "It's strange, why are so many soldiers surrounding the Public Security Bureau in the middle of the night?"

Lao Liu looked out of the window, and sure enough, he saw three army-green troop trucks parked at the gate, and the two rows of soldiers at the door were holding submachine guns with resolute expressions. Political Commissar Liu showed a toothache expression, paid for the car, and hurriedly got out of the car without waiting for the driver to give change.

"Stop!" a small soldier shouted when he saw Liu Xinkun running from afar.

Lao Liu waved his hand and said: "My own people, my own people......"

"Ka-rub-rub", that is the sound of the bullet loading, two rows of six soldiers loaded the bullet at the same time, aiming at Lao Liu's head and chest heart respectively, Lao Liu has also done so many years of fine inspection, and he can be regarded as a person who has played with a gun, how can he not hear that this is the table Xiàn who is preparing to shoot with him, and suddenly raised his hands in fright: "Don't...... Don't shoot, I'm Liu Xinkun, political commissar of the Public Security Bureau. ”

"With your head in your hands, you walk backwards and walk slowly. The little soldier said seriously.

Lao Liu was helpless, and obediently turned around and hugged his head. Is it reasonable to say that this is called a showcai meeting a soldier? Political Commissar Liu was born in internal administrative work, so he can be regarded as half a showman.

"Documents!"

Lao Liu obediently handed over his work card.

The little soldier checked it carefully before saluting, "Please wait." The little soldier ran into the gate, Lao Liu saw the old man Huang leaning against the glass window and grinning with him, just wanted to lean over and talk to Lao Huang to see if he could see the dynamics inside, but as soon as he took a step, he heard a shouting order: "Stop! You are not allowed to move until the squad leader reports back." ”

Lao Liu smiled awkwardly, waved at Lao Huang, Lao Huang understood, and immediately walked out of the security room, grinning with a big mouth missing two front teeth: "Political commissar, why did you come here at night?"

Liu Xinkun wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, so he had to say: "I heard that there is a small situation in the bureau, I don't worry, let's take a look." ”

"Oh, that's right. Old Huang turned around and said to the five guards: "This is the political commissar of our bureau, the political commissar of Liu Da, ah......" Old man Huang seemed to think that Comrade Liu was not ashamed enough, and he opened his loud voice, and in the dead of night, it is estimated that he can hear his words clearly when he stands across the road.

The little soldier standing guard said: "I know, then I have to wait for my squad leader to come back." ”

"Oh, that's it, Commissar Liu, then you're going to stand here for a little longer......" Lao Huang returned to his security position with his hands behind his back, shaking his head and humming a little tune.

Lao Liu was very angry, but he didn't dare to put it on his face, first, it was not clear what the situation was tonight, and second, this old man Huang was not an ordinary old man, most of the strong business ability in the bureau were his apprentices and grandchildren, and his rival Han Tao was one of them, otherwise how could he even learn to have a loud voice?

After a long time, I saw the small squad leader running back with a submachine gun, pointed at Comrade Liu and said, "You, just you, the chief said that you can go in." The little squad leader didn't give a good face at all, as if he knew that he was here to find a venue tonight.

"Chief?" The commander of the local military subdivision has had several encounters, but the army has never been able to pee in the same pot with the locality, so there is not much contact, and when he heard the chief, he immediately sneered, "Little chief, may I ask if your chief is Commander Qiu?"

The small squad leader said angrily: "Commander Qiu was transferred to the Guangzhou Military Region half a year ago. The little squad leader felt that this person was so thick-skinned, and anyone dared to come up and pull the relationship.

"Then who is in charge of your army now......

"Don't try to get military secrets from me, you will be shot, do you understand?" said the small squad leader impatiently.

"Oh...... Okay, well, it turned out to be a military secret......" Lao Liu smiled with a laughing face, shook his head and tried to squeeze in from the electric door that only opened a small slit. Damn it, Lao Liu scolded secretly, those tall and thin little soldiers come and go freely in this small gap, how can his 180-pound fat man squeeze in. In the end, Lao Huang couldn't bear to see it in the Jingwei room, pressed the door gate, and loosened it a little, and Lao Liu barely squeezed through the general's belly.

Finally squeezed into the compound, but Lao Liu was frightened by the steel helmet submachine guns all over the yard, fortunately, people did not put out the heroic feast of Liangshan heroes "on the knife mountain" and made a way, but even so, Lao Liu was still so shocked that his body trembled - anyone who was pointed at by so many heavily loaded soldiers with submachine guns would not be calm.

When Political Commissar Liu walked through a group of soldiers who seemed to be rolling up their sleeves and playing hand-to-hand combat all the time, he saw Xiao Zhu, the second team of torturers who had been waiting for a long time, Xiao Zhu was the team leader promoted by Zhao Gang, and he was loyal to Zhao Gang, so he naturally became a person on the line of Political Commissar Liu. As soon as he saw Political Commissar Liu appear, Xiao Zhu immediately came up: "Political Commissar, you can come, if you don't come again, Brother Gang will really be abolished." ”

"What? Do they really dare to do it?" Lao Liu was aggrieved all the way to the present, and when he met his subordinates, he finally regained his confidence as a political commissar.

"What are you doing, people said it, if you don't come again, you will kill Brother Gang alive, and the knives are ready......"