Since the sycophant broke one of Xu Gongzi's legs that night, Comrade Liu took sick leave for half a month, saying that his blood pressure was too high, and Han Tao was happy to see this opponent who sang the opposite all day go home to rest, and only hated him for not taking another half a year of long vacation. Political Commissar Liu didn't do anything, and simply told the yellow-faced woman at home that he was going to Hainan to inspect and hold a meeting, and it was also half a month, and the yellow-faced woman was used to it, and he didn't dare to take the initiative to file for divorce, otherwise the tens of millions in foreign banks would at least give him a share of seventy-seven-eighty-eight. "High blood pressure" Lao Liu is lying in the house of the second aunt in Tianyu Garden at this time, and he has just been too bumpy with this bumpy second aunt in the early morning# Inverted phoenix, the old Liu who is old is so tired that he still hangs the soul of the second aunt in the air, and the reluctant second aunt is more competent than the yellow-faced woman at home, and the sliced fruit is poked with a toothpick and fed to Lao Liu one bite at a time.

The phone rang. Lao Liu hurriedly swallowed the half-chewed fruit into his stomach, and when he looked at his mobile phone, it was actually Niu Yanhuo. Lao Liu answered the phone unhurriedly: "Hey, Lao Niu, it's better to be my own brother, and I know how to call and say hello." ”

Niu Yanhuo on the other end of the phone was still in the mood to talk nonsense with Lao Liu, and after a few words of greeting, he entered the topic: "Political commissar, Han Da stick stuffed the torturer to me, what kind of play do you say he is singing?"

"What?" Liu Xinkun immediately frowned after hearing this, "What do you mean by stuffing the torture essence into you? How did you stuff it? You didn't ask my opinion, what did he stuff? Moreover, which torture spirit is full and wants to run to you?"

Niu Yanhuo didn't care, the propaganda office was a cold yamen in the public security sequence, but only he knew the oil and water in it. "Ouch, my big political commissar, the order has already been issued, and this time they are shooting shells directly into your backyard. "Niu Yanhuo is not afraid of adding fuel to the fire. The dirty relationship between Liu Xinkun and Han Tao was already an open secret in the bureau when both of them were deputy directors.

Lao Liu, who was originally lying on the bed, suddenly sat up: "Tell me, which one of the ones he didn't have long eyes did he throw at you?

Niu Yanhuo lowered his voice and said: "I heard that a person named Li Yundao from the torture team seems to have arrested two bandits last night, but he lost a pair of arms for one of them, so he was 'demoted' to me......"

Liu Xinkun's whole body suddenly shuddered: "Who are you talking about?" ”

Niu Yanhuo wondered: "Li Yundao, Muzi Li, the cloud of floating clouds, the Tao of Taoist priests, what's wrong, do you know?"

For some reason, Comrade Lao Liu suddenly remembered the tragic situation of Xu Dagongzi that night, and suddenly took a breath of cool air, revealing a toothache expression: "Old Niu, you listen to me." This time, Han Tao gave us a hand, sent a big Buddha, you listen, you give me a good life to serve this big Buddha, if you want the wind, give the wind, if you want rain, you just send the fire brigade to him to rain. ”

"What?" Niu Yanhuo on the other end of the phone wondered even more.

"Didn't you hear me clearly? I'll let you serve you well, Lao Niu, we've been friends for so many years, I'm ugly to say in front, don't think I'll help you if something happens, don't talk about me, I guess even the one in your family in the city can't stand it, don't forget how Secretary Qi fell two days ago!"

Niu Yanhuo, who was hiding from the office building and starting the car, was suddenly stunned: "Political Commissar Liu, this is ...... What's the origin of this kid surnamed Li?"

"You don't care what the matter is, the surname Han threw a hot potato, you served it well, maybe it was a fragrant dumpling, but if you didn't get it right, I can tell you, maybe it's an atomic bomb." ”

Niu Yanhuo, who was blind enough, immediately turned off the car, originally he was quite dissatisfied with Han Tao without greeting Han Tao and stuffing a person, so he hid out and ignored the new kid, and by the way, he happened to sue Liu Xinkun, but he almost stabbed the hornet's nest. The old cow, who had just walked to the parking lot under the scorching sun, had to get out of the car and walk back, and the clothes on his shoulders were soaked with sweat.

It was the scorching heat of midsummer, and the air conditioner outside the three-story building was "whirring" endlessly, mixed with the chirping of cicadas outdoors, which added a bit of irritability. The small building is a building in the late nineties of the last century, with a brick wall structure, and the sealing degree is naturally not as good as the main office building of the steel-concrete structure. Although the small building does not occupy a large area, it also includes some second-line departments of the public security system, such as the trade union, the party and mass office, and the propaganda office, and these departments are all within the scope of political commissar Liu Da without exception.

Niu Yanhuo is less than fifty years old, bald, beer belly, the fine clothes are high, three steps and two steps back under the scorching sun, just walked to the bottom of the small building was already soaked, secretly scolded a sentence "cāo egg weather", Lao Niu rushed to his office, just now Liu Xinkun's words really scared him, especially the sentence "Secretary Qi fell off the horse", which scared him enough. He is the director of the propaganda department, and he is only a regular department level, and the deputy department of others is also killed in seconds, and you are estimated to be not enough to stuff people's teeth with a regular department.

Zhou Xuan, deputy director of the Propaganda Department, heard Niu Yanhuo's unique footsteps, and secretly wondered in his heart: Didn't this fat cow find an excuse to hide out? Why did he come back again?

Niu Yanhuo and Zhou Xuan share the same office on the third floor, separated by three plywoods that do not reach the top. Hearing the footsteps of the old cow, Zhou Xuanshen walked out of her small cubicle, and saw that it was indeed Niu Yanqing who was sweating with a big belly: "Niu, why are you back again? Didn't you say that you were going to the printing house to have a look?"

Niu Yanhuo just wanted to give the person from Taosai in South Korea a dismissal, he was not there, and the kid couldn't go to work, so he made an excuse, saying that he was going to the printing house to see if the internal journal to be printed recently was printed, this kind of thing, usually he told Chang Le to make a phone call, just now he also deliberately told Zhou Xuan, obviously he didn't want to leave a critic's handle in others.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to do, so let's let Xiao Chang work hard. Xiao Chang, Xiao Chang, come here!" the old cow stretched his neck and yelled twice at the big office next door.

A man's voice answered, and after a while a man of medium stature in his thirties ran out in small steps, bumping and bumping along the way, obviously the pair of highly myopic glasses on the bridge of his nose did not help much.

"Xiao Chang, you have worked hard to ask about the printing house. Niu Yanhuo said a word, and went into the air-conditioned office.

Chang Le replied, secretly saying that he was following the matter of the printing house, but the leader suddenly gave another order, did he have another meaning? Comrade Xiao Chang was puzzled, and when he was about to interpret the meaning with a sad face, he only heard one voice.

"Hello comrade, is this the propaganda office?"