Chapter 17: The Pain of Losing a Mother
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Since the clothes match, this corpse is Pan Lao, the atmosphere suddenly became sad, and everyone expressed their condolences to Mrs. Zheng and asked her to mourn and change.
Mrs. Zheng did not lose her temper, she took out a tissue to wipe the corners of her eyes, and said to inform Lao Zheng and let him come back to deal with the aftermath.
Song Jianfeng said: "Sister-in-law, it's better to be cautious, and do a DNA test to finalize it." â
Mrs. Zheng nodded: "The test is to be done, but Lao Zheng and the children are abroad, let's go in two steps, the funeral committee will be set up first, extract DNA samples, and wait for Lao Zheng to come back for a comparison, and there must be a trace of the perpetrators, my mother-in-law has dedicated her life to the revolution, and it is unacceptable to die in this way." â
Officer Wang immediately stated: "The traffic police have launched an investigation, and there will be results soon." â
Mrs. Zheng wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes again, and sighed: "Isn't it a relief to be gone......
Pan Lao's organizational relationship is still in the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee, and there are not too many relatives and friends in Beijing, Mrs. Zheng is overly sad and has limited energy, and it is difficult to be competent for the funeral work, so she is handed over to Song Jianfeng to handle it.
Jeff Zheng, who was far away in Copenhagen to attend the World Energy High-level Forum, received the news of his mother's death and did not rush back as soon as possible, because the conference was about to close one day away, and he had an important speech at the closing ceremony that he could not miss.
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Liu Handong decided to send Mrs. Pan back, the later this matter dragged on, the worse it was, after lunch, go back to the provincial capital first, the old lady was confused and sober, no one knew anyone when she was confused, and when she was sober, she had to pull Liu Xiaoyong, and there was no way, so she had to pull them all back to Omi in a car.
On the way, Liu Handong remembered Uncle Nie's whereabouts, Wang Yulan pouted and said, "The old man let me go and gave him fifty yuan." â
Liu Handong was so angry that he couldn't do it, but he could only turn around and look for Uncle Nie again.
It was already afternoon when he returned to the provincial capital, and settled his family in Huanghua Community, Liu Handong drove to pick up Shu Fan from school, and said on the way that he wanted to take a few days off, She Xiaoqing immediately changed his face and said What else can you do, if you can't do it, resign.
"Oh, then I'm really quitting." As soon as Liu Handong said this, She Xiaoqing flinched, muttered and complained, and granted three days of personal leave.
If it was a problem to find Mrs. Pan's family, Liu Handong chose the simplest and most effective way to report to the police, of course, he would not call 11o directly to call the police, but to find Shen Hongyi, deputy director of the Jinjiang City Public Security Bureau.
The mobile phone number of the director of the public security bureau is not known to everyone, so he first found Song Xinxin, and with his sixth sense, he concluded that Forensic Doctor Song and Shen Hongyi had a good relationship, but Forensic Doctor Song obviously didn't think so, and it took a lot of words to agree to help him report.
Shen Hongyi received a call from the old leader, entrusting him to find the whereabouts of Zheng Jiefu's old mother, Zheng is the former secretary of the provincial party committee, the current head of the national energy strategy executive committee, and a ministerial-level official, whether in public or private, he should do his best to help, he immediately called the provincial party committee security bureau to inquire, but there are no clues.
Just thinking about how to report to the old leader, the secretary walked in the door: "Director Shen, the phone number of Song Forensic Medicine is on the second line." â
Shen Hongyi hurriedly picked up the No. 2 extension and asked with a smile: "Doctor Song, what are your instructions?" â
It is not common for superiors to speak in such a ridiculous tone to their subordinates, especially between male superiors and female subordinates, it is easier to evoke reverie, but Shen Hongyi doesn't care, he is a person who cherishes feathers, even if he has that feeling in his heart, he will not resort to action, and he will not be caught with pigtails.
"I don't dare to instruct the leader, there is something to report, do you remember Liu Handong, he called me just now, saying that he picked up an old man, the mother of the former secretary of the provincial party committee......"
Shen Hongyi stood up suddenly, unable to suppress his excitement, he was a party member and an atheist, but at this moment he suddenly began to believe in fate, and Liu Handong was a noble man in his career, and he had verified this fact more than once.
"Where are the people?" Shen Hongyi asked with suppressed excitement.
Song Xinxin said I don't know, I'll give you Liu Handong's number, you can contact yourself.
After getting the number, Shen Hongyi immediately dialed Liu Handong's mobile phone number in person, but no matter how he called, the line was busy, and he did this several times in a row, so he simply instructed the secretary: "Find me Ma Guoqing from the Huahuo Police Station." â
The secretary immediately called the police station, and it happened that Ma Guoqing was on duty in the station, and when he heard that Deputy Director Shen was looking for him, he sighed in his heart and picked up the microphone tremblingly.
"Lao Ma, ask your son-in-law to call me back, immediately." Deputy Director Shen has always been vigorous and resolute, and he doesn't say it a second time.
"Yes!" Ma Guoqing agreed, and he had already hung up the phone over there.
Ma Guoqing is very worried, eighty percent of Liu Handong is in trouble again, Wang Yulan has mysteriously not returned home in the past two days, maybe it has something to do with this matter, it is a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided, he sighed, began to call his daughter's mobile phone, called the line twice, and got through the third time.
"Ling'er, what's wrong, the director of the public security bureau has come to the door." Ma Guoqing asked with a strong spirit.
"Dad, don't worry, it's a good thing, Liu Handong picked up a God of Wealth grandmother, and my mother and I have been here these days."
"I don't care if you pick up the stove prince or the god of wealth, quickly ask Liu Handong to call back to Director Shen, the number is ......" Ma Guoqing finished calling, took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a few puffs to calm down.
The telephone in front of Shen Hongyi finally rang, he grabbed the microphone and said firmly: "Hello, I'm Shen Hongyi." â
"Director Shen, how will tomorrow's meeting be arranged?" It's from the office.
"I'll talk about it later, I'm waiting for an important call." Shen Hongyi pressed the insert spring.
Immediately after that, the phone rang again, this time it was Liu Handong calling, Shen Hongyi asked where Mrs. Pan was, and immediately went to Huanghua Community in person.
The next thing went very smoothly, Shen Hongyi saw Mrs. Pan, and immediately called Song Jianfeng to report after making sure that it was correct, Song Jianfeng was very steady, and he would not publicize the news of Pan Lao's death before the DNA comparison test report came out, and sure enough, as he expected, the deceased in the car accident was not Pan Lao, really Pan Lao was in Omi.
"Xiao Shen, it's too late today, don't disturb the old man's rest, tomorrow you will personally escort Pan Lao to Beijing, that's all, by the way, I thank you on behalf of Director Zheng's family."
Putting down the phone, Song Jianfeng immediately informed Mrs. Zheng that the background sound of the phone was a cheerful piano music, there was no sadness at all, Mrs. Zheng was also very calm, and after making sure again, she smiled lightly: "Hehe, it turned out to be an oolong, the funeral committee should stop it quickly, don't let people see the Zheng family's jokes." â
"Sister-in-law, notify Director Zheng." Song Jianfeng said.
"It's three o'clock in the afternoon in Copenhagen now, Lao Zheng should be in a meeting, you can inform him later, I won't call." Mrs. Zheng hung up the phone after speaking, and did not ask about her mother-in-law's health or when she would return to Beijing.
Song Jianfeng didn't feel good in his heart, the people were warm and cold, and the world was hot and cold, not only in the homes of the people in the market.
Estimating that Director Song's meeting was almost over, Song Jianfeng began to make phone calls, Zheng Jiefu was holding a meeting abroad, and his official contacts were all through the confidential radio station of the embassy, and he only used his mobile phone for personal affairs.
People are on the plane, the mobile phone is turned off, and Song Jianfeng can't contact Zheng Jiefu no matter how good he is, just waiting for him to come back.
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Early the next morning, Shen Hongyi arranged a Toyota Coaster senior station wagon to Huanghua Community, Xu Gongtie, director of the bureau office, accompanied him, picked up Mrs. Pan downstairs to get on the car, Wang Yulan, Ma Ling, Liu Handong and others followed behind with big bags and small luggage, at the strong request of the old lady, the centenarian Liu Xiaoyong also sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman, and went to Beijing together.
Shen Hongyi has already arranged a flight, and his status is not up to the level of "VIP guest", but it is not difficult to ask someone to buy a few business class seats, Mrs. Pan does not have an ID card, but her household registration is still in Jinjiang City, and the Public Security Bureau gave a temporary ID card overnight for boarding, taking the VIP channel, no security check, and boarding directly without queuing.
Today is clear, there is no airspace control, two hours later, Shun LĂŹ arrived at the International Airport, Song Jianfeng took the car to pick him up in person, but none of the Zheng family appeared.
Zheng Jiefu and his entourage took Turkish Airlines flight Tk1784, which arrived in Istanbul more than three hours after taking off from Copenhagen, but he could not tolerate waiting for nearly nine hours more and asked the staff to buy the nearest ticket, but the Asiana flight that took off two hours later had to transit through Er, which delayed even more, so he had to give up.
During the period of waiting for the transfer in Istanbul, Zheng Jiefu did not go anywhere, and has been sitting in the hotel room to recall the past, he lost his father when he was young, and his mother raised him single-handedly, and since he took the leadership position, he neglected to care about his mother, and it is rare to go back twice a year, even if it is the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival, it is not easy to reunite, and the last time he talked to his mother was a year ago.
At present, he is a strong person, he lives in an old house, the dormitory is still the house that Zheng Jiefu divided when he worked in the State Council, Soviet drawings, built in the seventies, has long been in disrepair, the community is full of retired cadres, there is no life at all, the old lady still raises dogs and cats, grows flowers and feeds fish, but her mother does not have these hobbies, she suffers from Alzheimer's disease, she can't remember the way home, his wife found two nannies to serve her mother-in-law, but she is unwilling to take care of herself, her grandchildren are studying abroad and working, and the old man is lonely and old, Dying in the suburbs, she must have left with deep regret.
Before he knew it, Jeff Zheng was in tears.
At midnight, Zheng Jiefu took the plane again, and arrived at Beijing Airport after a nine-hour flight, which coincided with the flow control, and the plane could not land for a long time.
There is a special car waiting at the airport, Zheng Jiefu will be dismissed from the accompanying staff, only take the driver to the city, to the familiar Xicheng District family compound, he asked the driver to stop at the gate, down and walk by himself, the plane trees in the yard are lush, and the red brick buildings depict how many vicissitudes of history.
Zheng Jiefu walked downstairs, took off his glasses and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and slowly went upstairs.
Finally came to the door of his mother's house, Zheng Jiefu took out the key, and suddenly heard his mother's voice, and the laughter of many people, he knew that he was hallucinating, because of excessive longing and delusion.