Cheng Xingjun stared at Dong Zhonghong in disgust and said, "I didn't expect you to know a lot about security and guard work, but the more this is the case, the more people feel that they are guilty!" Because you are not an official of a certain level, you can't understand the inside story of this! The country and the people put you in an important job to let you serve the country and the people, not for you to use it to commit crimes! ”

Dong Zhonghong understood the disgust in Cheng Xingjun's eyes, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, secretly saying Could it be that these two people are not fake officers, but genuine officials of the Ninth Bureau of the Ministry of Police?

"That's right," Cheng Xingjun continued, "Normally, the security work at the deputy level is the responsibility of the Eighth Bureau of the Police Department, but when it comes to Elder Yan, it is a special exception, and his security work has always been the responsibility of the Ninth Bureau of our Police Department!" ”

"You're talking lightly. Special exceptions? The devil believes it! Why don't you prove your identity? Dong Zhonghong still refused to believe Cheng Xingjun's words.

"Prove who we are, don't you? You'll know if you've seen this! Cheng Xingjun took out a file bag and threw it on Dong Zhonghong.

"Huh!" Dong Zhonghong sneered, he wanted to see what treasures were in this file bag to prove the identity of the two officers in front of him.

He reached out and grabbed the file bag, opened the seal with his hands and feet, and pulled out a stack of materials from it, and when he saw them, he was stunned. Isn't this his personal dossier? Shouldn't these things have been stored in the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee? How did it get into the hands of these two officers?

At this time, the last trace of illusion in Dong Zhonghong's heart was finally shattered. Obviously, the two officers in front of him are really real officers of the Ninth Bureau of the Police Department. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to go to the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee to take out his personal file materials!

Wiping the cold sweat from his head, Dong Zhonghong weakly put down the file bag in his hand and looked up at Cheng Xingjun, "Okay, Colonel Cheng, I apologize for my suspicions about you before." But are you mistaken? Whether I was vice mayor or executive vice chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, I had no dealings with the troops, nor did I come into contact with any military secrets! ”

"Of course, we know that you have no dealings with the army and no contact with military secrets, but that doesn't mean you don't have other crimes!" Cheng Xingjun said coldly, "It's all come to this point, it's better for you to explain it honestly!" ”

"Have I committed any other crimes? Do I have one? How is that possible? Dong Zhonghong said: "Besides, Colonel Cheng, even if I have other criminal acts, it should be investigated by the Commission for Discipline Inspection or the Procuratorate, and it has nothing to do with the Ninth Bureau of your Police Department?" ”

"Dong Zhonghong, you are less pretending to be stupid! We are responsible for the security work of Yan Lao, do you say it has anything to do with the Ninth Bureau of our Police Department! Wang Hailong, the major officer next to him, shouted impatiently on the side!

Hearing Wang Hailong emphasize the name of Yan Lisheng and Yan Lao again, Dong Zhonghong's heart couldn't help but tremble, could it be that that incident happened?

But now, Dong Zhonghong knows that he can't admit anything. If it is something else, there may be a way to survive if you admit it yourself, but in this matter, once you admit it, it will be a dead end!

"Major Wang, I don't understand what you mean!" Dong Zhonghong said.

"Don't understand, do you?" Seeing that Dong Zhonghong still wanted to resist, Wang Hailong couldn't bear it anymore, he sneered and said, "Dong Zhonghong, I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" Well, I'll show you the coffin! ”

Saying that, Wang Hailong said to Cheng Xingjun: "Director Cheng, let's bring people up?" ”

Cheng Xingjun nodded, said yes, and then waved his hand at the guard standing at the door, and shouted, "Go and bring someone to me!" ”

"Yes!" The guard saluted Cheng Xingjun, then simply turned around and left with vigorous steps.

Dong Zhonghong couldn't help but shudder in his heart, who did Colonel Cheng want the guards to bring over?

A few minutes later, the guards appeared in front of Dong Zhonghong with a person with him. Dong Zhonghong took a look, isn't this Luo Fengcheng? He almost fainted, he was really afraid of something, it seems that that the matter was really exposed, otherwise Luo Fengcheng would not have been caught here by them!

Cheng Xingjun pointed at Luo Fengcheng and asked Dong Zhonghong: "Dong Zhonghong, you don't need me to introduce you, you should know this person?" ”

Dong Zhonghong only felt a tingling in his backbone, but he stiffened his mouth and said, "He used to be my old subordinate, how can I not recognize him?" ”

"Okay, let's talk to you two old acquaintances first!"

Cheng Xingjun waved his hand at Wang Hailong, and led the two guards at the door out, leaving only Dong Zhonghong and Luo Fengcheng in the huge house.

Seeing that Luo Fengcheng kept his head down and didn't dare to look at himself, Dong Zhonghong hated to kick this bullshit thing that harmed others and himself to death, but considering that there might be a bug in the room, he could only ask in a caring tone: "Fengcheng, why did you come here?" ”

Hearing the old leader ask himself, Luo Fengcheng almost cried.

How did you get here? That's a long story!

At noon today, Luo Fengcheng found that the Lada sedan he parked in the community did not know who had scratched a few long and deep scratches on the front hood. This Lada sedan is still a second-hand item he got from his nephew Li Zhengfan, who is a manager in a demolition company, although it is old and worn, but it can also be used as a means of transportation, so that he can drive from his home to the bee breeding research institute dozens of kilometers away to work. He is the person who has been the political commissar of the city police department after all, and he can't squeeze the bus with those mud legs to the bee breeding research institute?

But right now, the front hood of this Lada sedan, which Luo Fengcheng regarded as his heart, was actually painted with several deep scars, how could Luo Fengcheng not be angry?

Luo Fengcheng inquired about it, and soon knew that these scratches were the masterpieces of Liu Kaixuan, a resident of the building in front of him. When he was still on the throne of the political commissar of the Municipal Police Department, Liu Kaixuan once offended him because of a trivial matter, and he found a head to go to the labor camp for three years, and Liu Kaixuan naturally hated him to the core. A few days ago, Liu Kaixuan had just been released from the labor camp, and knowing that he had been transferred from the position of political commissar of the Municipal Police Bureau to the cold bench of the Bee Breeding Research Institute, he blocked his door and laughed at him. But now that Liu Kaixuan has scratched the Lada sedan that he regards as his heart, how can Luo Fengcheng endure it?

So Luo Fengcheng couldn't care about anything else, returned home and picked up a baton left over from when he was a political commissar, and went to the gate of the community to wait for Liu Kaixuan. Because he heard that after Liu Kaixuan scratched his car, he went to drink with a few fox friends. He was standing guard at the gate of the community, waiting for this one to come back from outside.

But Luo Fengcheng waited at the gate of the community with a baton for two hours, seeing that the time was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't see Liu Kaixuan come back, but he waited for a few heavily armed officers!