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The conscience drank a lot of wine, and every word he said was extremely strong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

An Tianwei knew that his conscience was doing this, and he was nothing more than a means to fight for wine.

Many people's masks are usually worn tightly, and only when they really get drunk, will they show their true appearance. And after getting drunk, crying and causing trouble, etc., are completely different from the usual morality, and it can also be seen that people's true appearance is not the same.

If his conscience hadn't fought so much wine with Shi Erpao, if Shi Erpao hadn't been catalyzed by alcohol, and believed in so much money, he would never dare and wouldn't just stuff it into his conscience.

People in the officialdom are very taboo about this kind of thing, and if they don't know their money, who dares to accept it? As long as they stab it like this, if they don't do it well, they will be ruined, and it will be too uneconomical.

What's more, conscience is still the director of the inspectorate, isn't this hitting the muzzle of the gun himself?

An Tianwei knew that his conscience had worked in the inspectorate for so many years, and he must have his own set of skills to attack the heart, in other words, even if Shi Ercang was drunk to death, he would not give him this money.

"Little, young man, you are still very tender in the affairs of officialdom!" conscience burped again, and his eyelids began to fight.

In this state of conscience, it is definitely not appropriate to go to the city bureau again. Not only does it say that there is a **** there, not counting this, going to the city bureau in the current state of conscience will also cause a bad impression.

Fortunately, he has been to the city bureau, and his sense of direction is very strong, although he lacks the guidance of his conscience, he will not get lost. When the car was halfway through, he drove the car to an underground parking lot, and then carried his conscience to his heart, found a hotel and opened a room, and settled down to sleep first.

Then he sat down on a chair in the hotel and waited for his conscience to wake up.

He was born as a sniper, and he is very good at patience.

The conscience was not ordinary in this hangover, and he slept until three or four o'clock in the morning.

Holding his head, which was a little painful, he sat up in his heart.

He saw An Tianwei leaning back in his chair, leaning over, and sleeping lightly. His mouth was very dry at this time, and he wanted to find some water to drink, but he was weak.

How long has it been since I've been so drunk?, Liang thought with a wry smile as he rubbed his temples in his heart.

"Are you awake?" An Tianwei's voice came.

"Sorry to wake you up. "My conscience is a little inadequate.

"It's okay, I'm not asleep, I'm just closing my eyes. An Tianwei said.

He then got up, brought out the decanting soup that had been prepared in the morning, and handed it to the hand of his conscience.

Conscience is a little touched, this guy is as careful as a hair, it is indeed very good.

He already knew through the furnishings of the room that this must be a hotel, which was the first thing he appreciated about An Tianwei. He seemed to remember that he didn't tell the young man to open a house at that time, but this young man was very good at doing things, and he was more thoughtful about the questions, and didn't let him make too much of a fool of himself.

Although this is just a little bit of detail, people are animals with feelings, and when these details fall on themselves, they will always be a little warm.

The decanting soup is still a little warm, just drink it in one sip. With a conscience, I drank this bowl of decanting soup in two bites.

"Thank you, Ann. "The name of conscience has changed.

"Nothing, it's all my way to do it. ”

"How can there be something that should be done and not done? Oh, yes. You've got the money, right?"

"Hmm. In your bag. ”

"This time it was a big gain. It seems that this Shi Ercang really has a problem! Tomorrow ...... No, it's today, when it's time to go to work, I'm going to report to the leader. ”

"Director Liang, I went to the detention center yesterday to visit Mu Qinghua, and now I can be sure that this is an unjust, false and wrongful case. Moreover, in my opinion, this unjust, false and wrongful case was deliberately created, and it was not as simple as mistakes and omissions in the work!"

"How can you see it?" Conscience wiped his face with his big hand and lifted his spirit.

"Mu Qinghua still doesn't know that he is guilty of 'intentional injury'!"

After listening to it, Liang Zaixin was silent for a long time, and the fist formed by his big hand smashed lightly on the edge of the bed, "It's too rampant!"

An Tianwei saw that he was in good shape, and when he encountered something wrong, he liked to smash things with his fists, and he could still do it subconsciously, knowing that he had basically recovered now.

Strike while the iron is hot. An Tianwei then told his conscience that he suspected that someone in the Kyoto branch might resell his household registration.

"What evidence do you have? Suspicion without evidence is not a reason for an investigation. ”

"There is no evidence, but I asked Director Jiang to check the changes in household registration in the past three years. In the past three years, the number of people who have settled in Kyoto through the Kyoto branch has increased significantly compared to previous years. Although this is not a reason, the people below are watching with their eyes open. ”

The conscience locked his eyebrows and clenched his fists in his heart, and he thought deeply for a long time.

The three words "common people" smashed into his heart like a heavy punch.

When he was still young, he was deeply touched by a Yuan song, and to this day, he can still clearly remember that it was a masterpiece of Zhang Yanghao's later years.

The name of that song is "Goat Potong Caring for the Ancient".

"The peaks and mountains are like gathering,

The waves are like fury,

Mountains and rivers surface Tongguan Road.

Wangxidu,

Hesitation.

Sad Qin and Han meridians,

The palace and all the rooms were made of soil.

Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer. ”

Although the whole song is a song made by the Yuan people, it is covered by today's people, and it still expresses the compassion and compassion to the fullest.

At that time, his conscience was deeply shaken by this song, and part of the reason why he was obsessed with the Inspectorate for so many years can also be said to be influenced by this song at that time.

Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer!

An Tianwei's three words for the common people unexpectedly hooked these two sentences directly from the depths of his conscience, which made his expression change.

How did An Tianwei know that his conscience would have so many thoughts at this moment, he just noticed that his conscience's mood fluctuated a little, which should not happen to a director of the inspectorate who has been in the inspection department for so many years.

"Good Director ......"

"Uh, that's fine, I'm a little distracted. You go on, I'm listening. ”

An Tianwei poured all the words of the couple who set up a noodle stall outside the Kyoto branch into his conscience.

"And such a thing?" said Liang Zaixin in surprise.

"Half a word is true. Come to think of it, this kind of thing has become an open secret in the area of the substation. ”

Conscience is in the heart!

If this kind of thing becomes a separate secret, and he, the head of the inspectorate, has not heard of it at all, this is already the greatest irony for him, the director who has the dream of asking for the people's life.

There's nothing wrong with having a dream, but you don't know how to realize it, and dreams are just a fantasy at best.

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