Song Zemin said with a solemn face: "In this matter, we will calculate the losses caused, and if it reaches a certain amount, we will hold you accountable!"

Zhang Xiujie's face turned white: "It's not next month's work plan, today is the last day of May, how can it cause losses!"

"When I sent the work plan, the two of them locked the door in their office and went out to run errands, so it didn't reach them at that time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info After that, I was busy with work, so I have been delaying until now to give them ......"

Song Zemin cut off her words impatiently: "No need to quibble! Are you busy with work? Usually you answer the phone and send documents, are you busy with work, hehe." ”

"This morning, if it weren't for the fact that when I was at work, I met Section Chief Qian and casually asked, how is the preparation they are responsible for, he came to you to take away the work plan, I'm afraid these two work plans will always remain in your hands!"

"Needless to say, your transfer document will be issued today. If you have any comments, you can go to your superiors to reflect them, go out!"

Zhang Xiujie stared at Song Zemin hatefully, turned around and left.

Song Yiyi got up, took Battalion Commander Wu, and knocked on the door of Song Zemin's office.

When Song Zemin saw that it was them, a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Yiyi, come to see Dad." Xiao Wuzi, you are like this, there is something wrong!"

Song Yiyi smiled and sat casually on the sofa. Battalion Commander Wu sat on the chair on the other side of the desk, which was only half a meter away from Song Zemin.

Battalion Commander Wu was a little irritable, and opened his mouth to ask for help: "Zemin, you have to help me, I can't carry this black cauldron!"

In his detailed account, Song Zemin and Song Yiyi understood what happened:

It turned out that Political Commissar Yang went home to visit relatives during the Spring Festival this year. Because of his ex-wife's vexatiousness, he thought twice and agreed to remarry.

Father Yang and Mother Yang were very happy, picking left and right, and finally picked one out of some suitable people. Political Commissar Yang also met with the woman, and the two parties were quite satisfied, so they began to get along.

The woman's name is Yuan Ping, an old girl in her thirties, whose parents were decentralised and reformed a few years ago, and died of illness. Her brother stayed abroad in his early years and never came back. She was the only one left in the house.

Yuan Ping has not been looking for it because of her bad background, and she is still single until now. This year, her parents were rehabilitated, her job was settled, and the family's original house was given to her.

Compared with those who are widowed or divorced, the Yang family is more inclined to let their son marry this unmarried girl.

Three days ago, Yuan Ping came to the army and heard that he came to see Political Commissar Yang and went home together to register his marriage.

Because she was not married, Political Commissar Yang arranged for her to live in a guest house.

During the day, because Political Commissar Yang had to work, he invited my daughter-in-law and the third battalion commander and his daughter-in-law to lead her around.

Yesterday morning, they went to Zhongjie and bought clothes, and made an appointment to rest in the afternoon, and then go to Zhongshan Park today.

However, at five o'clock in the afternoon, Political Commissar Yang received a note: If you want to save Yuan Ping, go to the mountains behind Tanglin.

He hurried to the guest house, but no one was there. I heard from the waitress that she went out more than two hours ago and has not come back yet.

Political Commissar Yang was worried that something would happen to her, so he went directly to the back mountain of Tanglin.

At that time, when Political Commissar Yang received the note, the document happened to be next to him and saw it. The clerk waited for a while, and when he saw that Commissar Yang's people had not returned, he found me and the third battalion commander and told him about it.

The two of us were anxious when we heard this, and took more than ten people with us and went to the back mountain of Tanglin.

Thanks to the timely arrival of our visit, when we found Political Commissar Yang, all the clothes on his body had been stripped off and he was lying there unconscious, next to Zhang Er's cousin, who was undressing.

At once, we held her down, and sent four people to send Political Commissar Yang and the immodest woman to the division headquarters and handed them over to Division Commander He and Political Commissar Wang to deal with.

Then, we started to look again, and after looking for more than half an hour, we finally found Yuan Ping in a bush.

Speaking of this, Battalion Commander Wu hesitated.

Song Zemin asked, "Is there an accident?"

Battalion Commander Wu frowned and continued: "I was raped! I was naked, my eyes were blindfolded, and I was tied with a rope. ”

"We untied the rope from her body and asked her to put her clothes on, and she kept crying and fainted. ”

"We carried her back to the divisional headquarters as well. ”

Then, Yuan Ping woke up, and when Senior Commander He and Political Commissar Wang waited for her to be in a more stable mood, they asked her about the situation at that time. ”

Anger and helplessness appeared on Battalion Commander Wu's face: "She said that someone sent her a letter saying that Political Commissar Yang was waiting for her in the mountains behind Tanglin. And she went. ”

As a result, someone blindfolded her from behind, stripped her clothes, tied her arms, and ** her. ”

"Then, she actually said that the man who raped her was me!"

Song Zemin asked, "What about her reason?"

Battalion Commander Wu responded: "Yuan Ping said that after she was done, she heard a person coming and whispered, Battalion Commander Wu, let's go, it's been a long time, and someone should find out." ”

Then the man pressed down on her, mumbled, and asked her again before leaving. ”

Song Yiyi interjected: "Then do you have any evidence of an alibi at the time?"

Battalion Commander Wu looked at Song Yiyi with some doubts, and Song Yiyi explained: "It's that since more than two o'clock in the afternoon, where have you been, what have you done, and are there any eyewitnesses?" ”

Battalion Commander Wu frowned: "At three o'clock in the afternoon, I was training soldiers at the training ground. Then, at five o'clock, the clerk found me, and then, together with the third battalion commander, I took people to the back mountain of Tanglin. ”

Song Yiyi raised her eyebrows: "What about between two and three o'clock in the afternoon?"

Battalion Commander Wu thought for a moment and looked surprised: "I came at home half past one o'clock. After half past one, I came out of my house and went to the army, and met someone on the way who told me that there was a package and that it was at the gate. ”

"As soon as I heard that, I went, but the guard at the gate told me that only one voucher had been delivered, and the package was still at the post office. At that time, the postman also made a special effort to let me pick it up as soon as possible, because the package was a little special. ”

"I thought, it won't take too long to go to the post office, and I came back in less than an hour, so I went straight to the post office. ”

Song Yiyi asked, "You went by yourself?"

Battalion Commander Wu nodded: "Yes, it takes a few more people to get a package, of course I went by myself!"

Song Yiyi glanced at him: "It's just that no one proves you, go out from the gate until you come back, where did you go during this period!"

Song Zemin immediately retorted: "No, the staff at the post office can prove that Xiao Wuzi went to pick up the package." ”

Song Yiyi confidently predicted: "Uncle Wu, you must not have entered the post office, and the pickup voucher should be gone!"