Chapter Twenty-Three: The Captain of the Criminal Police (Crying Blood and Asking for Acceptance)

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Sleeve Ridge Village is not very big, the road in the village is a little muddy, Wang Zijun took Xiao Chaogui's cigarette, there was a word of idle talk, after a while, he came to the west of the village in front of a house made of sleeve bricks! ”

I don't know if Wang Xiaobing's words are true or false, but Wang Zijun still feels very useful when he listens to it. He immediately shook his hand and said, "I've come to eat here with you this time, let's have a good drink later!" ”

"As long as Secretary Wang can afford us, I, Wang Xiaobing, will be willing to drink it!"

"Secretary Wang, this is Wu Kai, the deputy instructor of our township police station." Qiu Jiacheng pointed at the tall and thin man behind Wang Xiaobing, and then introduced.

Deputy instructor Wu Kai, this person should be Qiu Jiacheng's person, Wang Zijun smiled at him lightly, reached out and shook it.

Under the hug of Qiu Jiacheng and the other three, Wang Zijun walked into Wang Xiaobing's courtyard, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, a motorcycle with a bucket parked in the courtyard appeared in front of Wang Zijun's eyes.

"Township Chief Qiu, is Secretary Wang here?" A casual voice came from Wang Xiaobing's hall built with sleeve bricks. Fiction bar

Qiu Jiacheng's face changed, but immediately, he returned to normal. At this moment, a figure walked out of the hall, with a tall body and bright eyes, and there was an oppressive momentum when he stood there.

Although this person walked out of the door of the hall, he did not come down to greet him, but stood at the door of the hall, waiting for Wang Zijun and them to pass.

This kind of style is a bit faceless, Wang Zijun can feel this person's pride from afar, and this pride makes those blazing eyes with a cold breath.

Qiu Jiacheng looked at Zhou Aigang standing motionless at the door of the hall, groaned for a while, and enthusiastically introduced: "Secretary Wang, this is Zhou Aiguo, the captain of the criminal police team of our county public security bureau, he is the pride of our sleeve Ling Village, has solved many cases, and is a well-known expert in solving cases in our county bureau. ”

The captain of the criminal police team is also a figure in the county, but this kind of position is nothing in front of Wang Zijun, the secretary of the township party committee.

"Secretary Wang, it's hot outside, hurry up and go into the house to cool off!" As the host, Wang Xiaobing is naturally enthusiastic.

Wang Zijun smiled at everyone, and was the first to enter the hall. As soon as I entered the house, I saw seven or eight water cups on a huge coffee table, and the aroma of tea leaves floated in the air.

When Wang Zijun was the first to walk in, Zhou Aiguo also walked in. "Secretary Wang, my water cup is there, don't move your seat!" Zhou Aiguo didn't wait for others to open his mouth to let Wang Zijun speak, so he pointed straight towards the main seat.

The main seat, according to the rules, is for the most distinguished guests to sit, at this time, the rank should naturally be respected by the prince, but this week patriotic but preconceived on his own.

For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a little complicated, Zhou Aiguo looked at everyone without saying a word, he wanted to see what Secretary Wang's reaction would be, but his attempt failed to succeed, Wang Zijun sneered in his heart, but he was still smiling on his face, and the corner of his eye glanced at Qiu Jiacheng, and found that Qiu Jiacheng was also frowning, but he was silent and did not speak.

It seems that his authority is not enough. Otherwise, this Qiu Jiacheng will definitely stand up at this time, thinking like this, there is a trace of unhappiness in his heart, but he said lightly: "It's the same wherever you sit, the guest is as you please, the patriotic water cup is there, don't move it." After speaking, Wang Zijun sat down very casually.

Wang Xiaobing and the others watched Wang Zijun sit down, sat down one by one, and Wang Xiaobing began to beckon his wife to serve the food.

After a while, the dishes were served one after another. There are four soup pots, which respectively contain sleeve roasted mutton, pork stewed vermicelli, crucian carp tofu soup, and Chinese cabbage roasted lotus root balls; Two hot dishes: a plate of spicy fried shrimp with garlic and a plate of fried garlic with tripe; Two cold spells: a plate of fragrant hand-torn cabbage, and a plate of cold salad with black and white ears.

Looking at this table of dishes full of color and fragrance, Wang Zijun was enough to see that Qiu Jiacheng still took a lot of thought to set up this wine field. Enjoy reading, 81zw, 66721 is our only domain name!