Chapter 307: Too Much Responsibility for Me to Bear (3)

Updated: 2013-06-02

The existence of this pressure makes Zhang Jingsheng uncomfortable every time he comes. He may be very strong in front of the public and his subordinates, but in this small courtyard, his personal self-esteem has long collapsed, dissipated, and disappeared under this kind of invisible, intangible, and spiritual pressure.

If it weren't for the fact that the situation was already so strict that he burned his eyebrows, he was born in the military, and after changing jobs, he entered the police world and tempered himself in the melting pot of society for many years. Even if he becomes a little sophisticated and sleek, a middle-aged man who is still very gentlemanly and manly at the root definitely doesn't want to step into this place for half a step. Even the top of the national security in this area are all powerful and powerful.

As a veteran criminal policeman at the grassroots level, he has a rod and scale in his heart. On the one hand, it is the interests of the broad masses of the people and social stability, and on the other hand, it is himself. As a man, he also wants to seize power, but also wants to climb up, and wants to become a person on the people, only by holding enough power and position, can he have the right to speak, can he uphold justice, voice grievances, and further do some practical things for the society and the people. lived up to his dream of joining the army and later joining the police.

It's right to say that he is a philistine and lustful. In modern society, self-interest is important, materialism is rampant, and money is drunk. Delusional thinking that the world can be restored with justice alone is definitely too stupid to be stupid anymore. In the same way, the messenger of justice who is not dusty and clear as water will definitely not live long. The world is turbid, and it is even more death-seeking behavior. Only in the general trend, following the trend and doing what with conscience is the practice of smart people. Therefore, in terms of doing things for others, he still has the most basic moral bottom line. The desire for power/desire is in his heart, but in the face of major rights and wrongs, he will never do some petty acts for his own selfish interests.

Taking a step back, even if he has his own little Jiujiu in his heart and asks for national security, people may not be able to take care of him. Asking people to do things has to find the right person, and it can only work if you touch the roots, this thing is like a sycophant, and if the place is divided, it will often backfire.

What Zhang Jingsheng has to do now is to try his best to let these people in Guoan realize his ability and accumulate good achievements and foundation for his future position.

This is a place he didn't want to come to, but had to.

Moreover, the situation that Tang Ning said suddenly made him feel a huge pressure. Recognizing the urgency, we also know that this is an opportunity. If the case is handled well, with the seriousness and impact of the case, it will be publicized in place after it is resolved, so that everyone up and down can know and understand it. Then it is not impossible to take this achievement to the next step in the near future. But the premise is that he is not suppressed, excluded, or even eliminated in the process. People in China's mixed system understand that many people may have average ability to do things, but they are all good at internal dumping.

The opportunity is big, and it is also accompanied by a big risk, he can see it, and others are not blind. Before it can be spread out on a large scale, it is necessary to find a turtle shell that can shelter from the wind and rain, withstand the internal and external pressure, and be hard enough. Then, national security is undoubtedly the most appropriate and advantageous choice. And it's also the sharpest weapon.

The case involved Japanese nationals. In the current environment in which economic construction is the dominant ideology, foreigners who are almost attached to their identities and have a little background are wearing the kind of golden ring of foreign investment, and if they want to investigate and deal with them in detail, they must be careful and cautious, and cautious and cautious. In addition to national security, local police officers do not have the same responsibilities and powers at their disposal. In other words, in the process of handling the case, they will only be able to stare dryly in sensitive places, but they will not be able to do anything. Even if he knows that it is wrong, he can only obey the order of the upper peak, and cannot disobey it. No matter how angry you are, no matter how angry and dissatisfied you are, it's useless. The police, like the soldiers, have an order greater than a qiē.

Dragging to the national security is equivalent to holding the sword of the Son of Heaven in your hand. At the critical moment, if anyone dares to stand up and block the case, unless he doesn't want his own head.

The power of the national security is far greater than their capabilities.

It is precisely because there are such and such unavoidable reasons. Let Zhang Jingsheng stay in this room very carefully, no matter how careful, strictly control his words and deeds, it can be described as walking on thin ice. Tang Ning's impulse frightened his heart to his throat. But there was no one in the house, which was much more than he expected, because the first two times he came with the leaders of the city bureau, it was in this room that he talked about the case. At that time, they were received by a deputy director of the Zhengzhou branch of national security. Very strict, burly man in his thirties. At that time, he was accompanied by a young man in his twenties who looked very urbane. But now, neither of them is here.

He suddenly remembered that when he was at the hotel in front of him, the little girl with big braids had said that the person he was looking for was here, and he might not be able to find it, so he wouldn't have to. But why? Are you avoiding the two of them? But there's no reason? It's weird!

"What about people?"

He was puzzled, muttering to himself, Downing was asking him.

Zhang Jingsheng frowned, shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's strange, the last time I came, I talked about it in this house!

"What's the matter, Uncle Officer? See? There's no one inside or outside this house, you still want to wait outside just now! Hmph, that's enough?" Tang Ning's words hit Zhang Jingsheng's face ugly, Tang Ning didn't care about this. Turning his head and taking two steps, he reached out and pushed open the closed door in the inner room. Pushing and shouting loudly. His deliberately loud voice could be heard inside and out.

"Hey, hey, anyone, uncle, brother and sister, make a noise, respond to the scene!

Pushing open the door, this is the bedroom. The décor is also tasteful, with curtains and some bedding in light blue tones, and two pots of orchids on the windowsill. Leaning against the bedside table, there is an old, old-fashioned record player that plays records, very old, the machine is open, the record is slowly spinning, and the foreign language song is released from this. But the house was also empty. Still no one.

But Tang Ning was sure that there were people in this courtyard, because the two spiritual powers that swept him just now were very strong. I just don't understand why I don't see them, I have to hide, it doesn't make sense!

Leaning slowly on the door frame, his brows furrowed, one hand supporting his elbow, the other rubbing his chin in thought.

The next moment, his hand suddenly froze, his eyes widened, he let out a startled sound, suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the door, and then his figure flashed, and he rushed straight out of the door, standing on the steps in front of the door, and looked at the stone table under the grape trellis with some stunned eyes.

"Hey, Tang Ning, what's wrong? Where are you going? Wait, wait a minute" Zhang Jingsheng, who followed him closely, followed Tang Ning's gaze, his body instantly stiffened, and his heart chuckled. Then his face was full of doubts, and he also sighed in surprise: "Who are they?"

"What? aren't those two from here?" asked Tang Ning in surprise, and he was stunned.

Zhang Jingsheng looked at it again and shook his head affirmatively. "I don't know, but I've been here three times and haven't seen them yet. He leaned closer to Tang Ning and whispered, "And do you look like the two of them are like operators who can handle cases? ”

Tang Ning did not agree with his words, but his face was stern. Although he didn't feel it, he intuitively believed that the person who had just sent out the spiritual power detection was the two who were sitting next to the originally empty stone table under the grape trellis at this time. A bald fat man in his forties. Small eyes, round nose, thick lips, ruddy face, blessed face, neck and head almost one side thick, wearing a fat white sweatshirt, hand-cranked fan, eyebrows and smiling look very much like the Maitreya Buddha in the temple. The middle-aged man who sat across the stone table from him was dressed in a light-gray shirt that looked expensive, with a square face, a pointed chin, and thick black eyebrows that were a finger's width apart. High cheekbones, thin face, but cold, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, unsmiling look very cold, a rejecting expression thousands of miles away.

One of them is holding black, and the other is pinching white, and they are playing chess intently.

The other party is higher than his level realm, and his appearance is like an ordinary person, and under the cover of his great ability, it is normal not to feel the depth of spiritual power in their bodies, but the question is, when did the two of them appear? Tang Ning had a question in his heart.

There are almost no dead corners in this courtyard, and the iron gate that enters the courtyard on the opposite side is true, but it is tightly closed, and with Tang Ning's cultivation, no abnormal sound can escape his perception in such a small range. What's more, the two spiritual powers just now obviously came out of the house. How is it possible to appear in the yard without you noticing?

The fat man's hand grabbed the chess pieces in the chess basket and rattled, and the mouth was an authentic Sichuan sound.

"Ah, Ge Laozi, fake pedant, your big dragon is going to be cut in half by me!"

The cold middle-aged man with glasses "snapped" at Tian Yuan, and snorted coldly: "At the beginning of the game, Tian Yuan didn't occupy it, just with this stinky level and want to kill me, you have to wait for a hundred years!"

The fat man pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "A true chess master never cares about any golden horns and silver edges. Open and close vertically and horizontally, at your fingertips, you can kill everywhere, kill every step, kill until you run out, kill until you despair, and kill until you abandon your son and admit defeat. ”

"Hmph, the small chessboard world is to play and walk, not to talk. It's useless to talk big!" At this point, he dropped another son casually, and there was a "snap", sonorous and powerful. Picking up the four sunspots, the chess momentum did not change much, but he raised his hand and pushed his glasses, and the sharp gaze that burst out of his dark pupils looked coldly at the fat man opposite from behind the lenses, and said slowly: "You lost!"

"Just kidding, it's clear that I have the advantage on the chess surface, and I lose" The fat man's voice suddenly paused, his expression obviously froze for a few seconds, and he said something that sounded inexplicable to Tang Ning.