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After the youngest son and son-in-law left, Shang Yonggui picked up the internal phone and said, "Let Xiaojun come over for a while." ”

Five minutes later, a swarthy man walked into the office, wearing a vest on top, old-fashioned camouflage pants and liberation shoes, with a large bunch of keys hanging from his belt, and sat on the sand with his waist straight.

"Check out, which one is not afraid of death and set the fire." Shang Yonggui said coldly.

The man nodded silently, got up and left.

This person is called Shang Jun, is the officer of the armed forces department of Xiaoshang Village, the squadron leader of the first squadron of the militia brigade, equivalent to the commander of the merchant royal forest army, the mother of the merchant army is a widow, the orphan and widow have been taken care of by the merchant since childhood, and the old man is also the old man who runs the soldier, and became a militiaman after retiring from the army.

Shang Yonggui was the only one left in the spacious office, who was still in good spirits just now, but now he suddenly fell down, lying on the chair and sighing heavily.

This office is very decorated in the style of the seventies, with a mahogany desk covered with a layer of green felt pads, and a layer of glass plates on the mats, inkwells, pen holders, printing pads, and of course, the indispensable telephone.

Behind Shang Yonggui is a beautifully framed hairy wild grass, "Qinyuan Spring. Snow", on both sides of the wall hung the standard portrait of Premier Zhou, the chief designer and the successive general secretaries, and a large LCD TV in the corner of the wall, which is the only modern thing in the room.

Outside the window is the lights of thousands of homes, there seems to be a melody in the auditorium, today is the party's birthday, the village committee is going to hold a party as usual, but Shang Yonggui did not participate, he is old, he doesn't like to join in the fun, he feels a little lonely, just like an emperor no one poured out his heart, Xiaoshang Village is his own dynasty, the sons are like the princes who covet the throne, although it is not as exaggerated as the Nine Dragons to win the heir, but in private it is also quite fierce, the palms and backs of the hands are meat, Shang Yonggui can't make up his mind.

He has three sons, a daughter, needless to say daughters, although he recruited his son-in-law Xie Junyu, but after all, he is not a businessman, the eldest son Shang Yumin is serious, honest and calm, and he is a very suitable successor, but the environment facing the small business village is becoming more and more complicated, the eldest son is okay, the pioneering spirit is insufficient, and his son Shang Yucheng is not very competitive, and he cannot take on the heavy responsibility of the third generation head of the small business village.

The second son, Shang Guimin, is cunning and clever, but he is only clever, and dog meat is not on the big table, and he has no sons, and he gave birth to two daughters, so he is naturally excluded from the successor.

The fourth son is a wealthy businessman, young and strong, has gone to college, has a broad vision, can accept new things, and his son is in the first year of high school this year, his academic performance is very good, and he is likely to be admitted to a key university in the future, but it is a third generation worth cultivating.

Shang Yonggui's biggest headache is the succession problem, whenever he thinks of these things, he turns on the tape recorder, he doesn't know how to use a new tablet, he likes the old-fashioned dual-card recorder, the staff helped him copy a favorite song, the theme song of the TV series "Kangxi Dynasty", and borrowed it from the sky for another five hundred years.

Listening to the passionate song, the Emperor Taishang of Xiaoshang Village closed his eyes slightly, and his thin hands beat on the armrests of the chair, immersed in it.

In the hidden corner of the ceiling, pinhole cameras are quietly working, monitoring the old man's every move.

……

At the General Hospital of the Armed Police, Liu Handong sat in front of Geng Zhi's bed and showed him the video on his mobile phone, which was a surveillance video of a car accident, in which a car was intercepted head-on by a truck and hit by another car on the side.

It can be seen that the video angle is not shot by the public security traffic camera mounted on the elevated gimbal, but the flat perspective, so there are only two possibilities, one is that the passing crowd happens to shoot with a mobile phone, and the other is the murderer shooting, the latter is more likely.

"Where did you get it?" Geng Zhi asked calmly.

"Copied from Hesse's old den." Liu Handong said, looking back at Luohan, "We went to No. 76 Qifeng Street and turned it upside down." ”

Geng Zhi is an old public security officer, and he can immediately judge that the assassination against himself is the revenge of the sunspot, and the loss of the surveillance video of the relevant road section is also very telling, if it is a simple black-and-white contest, he is not afraid at all, and there will be the party and the country behind him in the future, but now that the other party is standing behind Liu Fei, this matter is not easy to do.

"I see, that's it." Geng was unmoved, his mood was very complicated, he began to worry about his wife and children, he had been a police officer for so many years, and for the first time he felt so helpless and depressed.

"Detachment Geng, this matter can't just be over." Liu Handong was indignant, but Geng Zhi was not indignant at all: "I'm tired and want to lie down for a while." ”

Liu Handong had no choice but to leave, and as soon as he walked to the door, he heard Geng Zhi say: "Handong, thank you, don't get involved in this matter, this is a political thing, and ordinary people can't afford to play it." ”

"Got it, you can get some rest." Liu Handong squeezed out a smile and said.

Downstairs, Rohan handed him a cigar, and the two of them swallowed the clouds.

"Tough guys like the Geng detachment are cowardly, I can't figure it out." Liu Handong puffed smoke in his nostrils and said viciously.

Luo Han said: "Before the liberation, many old revolutionaries were tortured in Kuomintang prisons and Japanese gendarmerie, but during the ten years of turmoil, they couldn't stand it and committed suicide after two beatings. ”

Liu Handong nodded: "I understand, the psychological pillar is gone, and the faith is shattered." ”

Luo Han said: "Geng Zhi has his limitations, you see that you are different, don't care what identity the other party is, just follow ......"

As she was talking, Song Xinxin walked over, wearing a white coat like a doctor, and glanced at Liu Handong with disgust: "Why do you smoke in the hospital?" ”

"Isn't this outside?" Liu Handong argued.

"Hey, meet again, where are you going?" Luo Han accosted Song Xinxin with a shy face.

The female forensic doctor said with a cold face: "Go to the morgue." ”

Luohan snorted and said, "My name is Luohan, make a friend, this is my WeChat ID." ”

Song Xinxin didn't stop, glanced at Luo Han and said, "I'm sick." "Take care of yourself and go away.

Luo Han smiled: "There is a character, I like it." ”

Liu Handong pouted: "Forensic Song is not your thing. ”

"Lord?" Rohan scratched his head.

Liu Handong didn't know much about Song Xinxin's private life, but vaguely felt that she had a good relationship with Director Shen, but he didn't think about it deeply, and he didn't like to gossip, so he said: "I don't know if there is a master, but my daughter has one." ”

"My daughter is good, I like my daughter." Luo Han looked cheap, and the thief laughed.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrate, he took it out, said a few words, and his expression suddenly became stern: "The vacation is over, I have to go, the motorcycle is here for you, you have time to help me go to Jiangbei to visit Cheng Weiguo's grandfather, that's it, let's go." ”

The two came to the gate, a warrior off-road vehicle with a local military division license plate stopped on the sidewalk without turning off, Luo Han got into the car and saluted Liu Handong with a non-standard military salute to say goodbye, and the off-road vehicle engine roared and went away.

Liu Handong came back to ride a motorcycle, and met Song Xinxin again, she asked angrily: "That person, your friend?" What for? ”

"On the troops."

"Oh, no wonder he looks like a ruffian, he drove a car for the chief." Song Xinxin pouted.

Liu Handong laughed, Song Forensic Doctor dissected the corpse with sharp eyes, and his Taoism was far from seeing people.

……

Late at night, in a high-rise villager apartment in Xiaoshang Village, with the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the car alarm sounded, and the surrounding lights gradually turned on.

Ten minutes later, the police and ambulances arrived at the scene, the person who fell from the building had died, and the people living in this building were all people with foreign surnames from Xiaoshang Village, that is, people from several nearby natural villages, basically none of them had the surname Shang, they belonged to second-class citizens, and the real villagers with the surname Shang lived in the villas of the unified system.

The deceased's name is 6 Erwang, is the head of the security detachment of the industrial park, this person likes to gamble, lost his family and bankrupt, his wife and children remarried, his parents were also hospitalized by him, it is said that he owes hundreds of thousands of loan sharks, and the monthly interest alone cannot be paid, and the suicide by jumping off the building must be because of this.

The police from the police station in the town came, pulled the body away, entered 6 Erwang's house to collect clues, and also retrieved the surveillance video of the apartment building.

It was the militia squadron leader Shang Jun, who was followed by four militiamen wearing camouflage uniforms and steel helmets and holding emergency batons.

"What's going on?" Shang Jun asked.

"It's like suicide." "There were no signs of a fight in the house," the police said. ”

The merchant army walked around the house with a calm face, and flipped around, and the police did not dare to squeak, because in this special place of small merchant village, the militia also has the right to enforce the law.

"I've been staring at him for a few days." Shang Jun said, "He is very suspicious of the fire in the industrial park. ”

The police immediately noticed the seriousness of the matter, and this was not an ordinary suicide in debt, but a murder case.

"Search carefully and don't let go of any clues." Shang Jun said.

The policemen rummaged through and found the mobile phone, wallet and other belongings of the merchant army, and a policeman opened the mobile phone casually, looked at the call records, and there was actually an outgoing call with an 8888 tail number.

"This number is quite smooth, I don't know which one is big." The policeman said casually, opened the mobile phone gallery again, and saw a recently recorded video, clicked on it, and in front of the camera was actually Shang Yucheng, the eldest young master of the merchant, who was handing a package of things to 6 Erwang.

Shang Jun's face sank, snatched the mobile phone, and scolded: "What should be said and what should not be said, there is a number in my heart, and there is a door in my mouth." ”

The policemen were silent, this has already involved the political struggle in the small business village, it is not a game they can participate in, anyway, it is a gambler who dies, and no one cares.