On the way back, Liu Chunjiang was still thinking about it, he wanted to find an appropriate time to ask Xue Kemei, but then he thought about it, no. If you ask her so rashly, it will definitely make her misunderstand herself, thinking that she doesn't trust her. After thinking about it again, Liu Chunjiang felt that he should still believe in Xue Kemei, as for Zhao Tiangang's tickets, he forced himself to suppress this idea and no longer think about it.

It's finally time to report on the wall.

In the past few days, Liu Chunjiang and Xue Kemei have already been prepared, just wait for the notice and post it outside.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Tiangang suddenly took another manuscript and found Liu Chunjiang, saying that this was the latest manuscript, and that the original manuscript should be replaced with this, or in the name of the workshop revolutionary committee, and it should be copied immediately.

Liu Chunjiang looked down, and at the same time felt puzzled in his heart, if he didn't change it sooner or later, he knew that he was going to report it on the wall in the afternoon, but he had to change it at this time, which caught him off guard.

Fortunately, the number of words is not much, and it doesn't take much effort, so you can finish copying it in a while.

Liu Chunjiang put the manuscript that Zhao Tiangang gave him on the table, then prepared the ink, specially found a new brush, and began to copy it carefully.

This is a good brush, very ink-loving, and very easy to write. Liu Chunjiang looked at the manuscript while writing, and after a while, the manuscript was copied.

Just when he copied out Zhao Tiangang's manuscript and began to prepare to check it carefully, at this time, Zhao Tiangang walked into the conference room again and said to him:

"Hurry, those leaders in the city are suddenly coming early. You hurry up to the workshop to find Lao Bi, and ask him to bring two people immediately, and then call Master Qiao's forklift, bring the tools of the poster, let's hurry up and occupy a good place, otherwise, it will be occupied by other workshops when it is late. ”

Liu Chunjiang immediately followed Zhao Tiangang's succession, came to the workshop section to find Lao Bi, and passed the word to him.

Soon, Lao Bi took two people, holding a bucket and other tools, and sat on a forklift. I came to the door of the office, and then I took the wall newspapers that had been packed up and got on the forklift.

The forklift emitted a puff of black smoke and a powerful thud as it drove majestically towards the propaganda wall in the family area.

Liu Chunjiang returned to the office.

These days, it's finally over. He began to clean up the brushes, inks, paints, and other things left on the floor of the conference room.

At this time, Zhao Tiangang walked in again, and when he saw that he was cleaning up the conference room, he said to him:

"Okay, after you're done cleaning up, it's basically nothing for the past two days. Get two days of rest and then go back to work on the shop floor control team next Monday. ”

When he finished cleaning up the conference room, sat there and drank a glass of water, read today's newspaper, and was about to come out, at this time, he saw a jeep driving from outside the door of the workshop.

The jeep drove to the door of the workshop office, and three security personnel jumped out of it. One of the young people, Liu Chunjiang, knew Huang Xiaoliang, and his dormitory was next to his dormitory.

The tall man at the front, the chubby middle-aged man, is the director of the security department of the cement factory, named Zhu Gaoping.

What are they doing here? It can't be that something was lost in the workshop, right? Liu Chunjiang muttered in his heart.

He stood there, looked at it twice, and then took his things and went to the control group. He's going to work a shift next week, and there's something to prepare.

After arriving at the control group, he went to a set of cabinets and began to organize his lockers.

Just as he was squatting there and sorting out the boxes, at this time, Xue Kemei, who was on the fourth shift, walked in with a bicycle.

She saw Liu Chunjiang squatting there, packing up the box, so she told him:

"You go to the office, Director Zhao has something to do with you. ”

As soon as he left the office, this Zhao Tiangang didn't know what was going on? Liu Chunjiang thought like this, stood up, and walked towards the office.

The jeep from the security office was still parked there.

Liu Chunjiang walked to Zhao Tiangang's office, and saw four people sitting inside, except for Zhao Tiangang, the other three people were all the personnel of the three security offices who got off the car just now.

Liu Chunjiang walked in, and he nodded with Huang Xiaoming, the dormitory neighbor sitting at the door.

However, his security neighbor Huang Xiaoliang did not nod to him, as if he didn't know him, with a strange expression on his face.

Zhu Gaoping from the security office walked to the middle of the room, looked Liu Chunjiang up and down, and asked with a very serious expression:

"You are Liu Chunjiang?"

"Yes, I am Liu Chunjiang. Liu Chunjiang nodded, his heart was up and down, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Are you writing all those brush words on the poster?"

"Brush characters?" Liu Chunjiang didn't know what Zhu Gaoping meant by asking these words. But he nodded slightly. He looked at the expressions of these people, and vaguely felt that something seemed wrong with the atmosphere.

"Okay, then you come with us. Under Zhu Gaoping's tightly knit brows, two big eyes stared straight at him.

"Coming with you, what's going on?" Liu Chunjiang began to feel that something was wrong, and realized that something might have happened to him.

Looking at Zhao Tiangang again, he lowered his head, held a pen in his hand and kept spinning, without saying a word.

The two guards next to him, one on the left and one on the right, stood next to him.

"What are you doing here?" Liu Chunjiang shouted.

"I want to ask you something about it, and I hope you will cooperate. Zhu Gaoping said to him coldly.

Liu Chunjiang wanted to retreat, but the people standing in the security offices on both sides immediately stepped forward, grabbed Liu Chunjiang's left and right arms, and then took them outside.

At this moment, Xue Kemei walked in from outside, and when she saw Liu Chunjiang being taken away by two people from the security office, she couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of her, only to see her cover her mouth with her hand and exclaim:

"Chunjiang, what ...... wrong with you?"

Liu Chunjiang glanced at her and shook his head. The two men next to them quickly walked through the hallway of the office. As soon as he went out, he pushed him into the back seat of the jeep, then sandwiched him between left and right, and then the car drove away.

The people in the workshop office all poked their heads out at this time, and they stared and opened their mouths wide as they watched the jeep go away.

What the hell is going on?

Xue Kemei stood there in a daze, she couldn't react to what was happening in front of her.

Liu Chunjiang was in a jeep, and after coming to the security office, he was taken to a house.

After that, Zhu Gaoping walked in, he held a piece of paper in his hand, put it on the table, then sat down, looked at Liu Chunjiang, and asked:

"Did you write this?"

Liu Chunjiang stepped forward and saw that the piece of paper on the table was the one he copied Zhao Tiangang in the afternoon.

"Yes, I wrote it, but I'm just responsible for copying it with a brush. Liu Chunjiang still didn't understand what was wrong with this.

"Look here. Zhu Gaoping was wearing a glove on his hand, and he tapped it lightly with his finger in a place on the paper.

When Liu Chunjiang saw it, he couldn't help but be surprised.

It turned out that the place Zhu Gaoping pointed at with his hand was a question mark.

And in front of this question mark, there is a sentence. This sentence reads: The Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution must be carried out to the end.

Liu Chunjiang immediately felt his head "buzz", and if he hadn't held on to the table with his hand, he would have almost fallen.

How could I put a question mark at the end of this sentence? This is not a common question.

Liu Chunjiang was a little confused.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Zhu Gaoping's gaze shot out two sharp swords, straight towards Liu Chunjiang.

"Please wait, I'll think about it carefully......" Liu Chunjiang sat there, his mind beginning to recall the scene at that time.

...... after a while, gradually, he remembered. On Zhao Tiangang's manuscript, an exclamation point is used here. Oddly enough, somehow, he wrote the exclamation mark as a question mark.

Liu Chunjiang's two index fingers rubbed vigorously on his temples. In his impression, there doesn't seem to be a question mark in the whole article.

"I don't know what's going on, I vaguely remember that I didn't have a question mark in it. Liu Chunjiang said, tilting his head, trying to recall the scene when he copied at that time.

"Tell me what your motivation is for writing this?" Zhu Gaoping stopped dwelling on this issue and began to ask the next question.

Next to Zhu Gaoping, there was a security officer with a pen in his hand, waiting for his answer.

"I didn't write. Now, Liu Chunjiang's memory is gradually becoming clearer. He was more and more firm in his impression that he really didn't write any question marks.

"Didn't write?" Zhu Gaoping took out a cigarette, put it to the corner of his mouth, then lit it, and asked, "Can you be sure?"

"I can be sure!" Liu Chunjiang's tone was very firm.

"Can anyone prove it?" Zhu Gaoping exhaled a puff of smoke, which slowly rose and then filled the air.

"This ......" Liu Chunjiang was dumbfounded. He was the only one in the room at the time, and he had no way to prove that he had written an exclamation point.

"After I finished writing at the time, I was about to check it, and Director Zhao asked me to do something else. Besides, after this, there are many more links, how can I know what is going on?. “

Zhu Gaoping held a cigarette in one hand and rubbed it back and forth on his chin with the other. His eyes rolled, and after a while, he said:

"Okay, that's all for today, you go down first!"