Throughout the two sessions, Liu Fei has been living in fear, waiting for the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection to take him away every minute, but the worst result has never happened, and another thing has happened in Beijing that is closely related to him.

East Third Ring Road, Chaoyang District, Beijing, CC** Headquarters Building, commonly known as the big pants, the famous reporter and host Ling Zijie is preparing to be on the show, he is wearing an Armani suit jacket and a bright red tie, during the two sessions, it is festive, but underneath are sweatpants and slippers, anyway, there is a platform to cover it and can't see it, just feel comfortable at will, the host is so mixed and matched.

The assistant suddenly ran over: "Teacher Ling, someone is looking for you." ”

Ling Zijie said unhappily: "Let him wait and finish the show." ”

An unfamiliar voice came from behind the assistant: "Ling Zijie, do you remember me?" ”

Ling Zijie fixed his eyes and recognized it, isn't this Liu Handong, I heard that he has a good relationship with the eldest daughter of Zheng Jiefu's family, why did he suddenly appear on CCTV, is it because of himself?

"Do you have time to talk?" Liu Handong said with a smile.

"When I finish recording the show, please eat." Ling Zijie couldn't figure out the situation, he was exquisite, and he also figured out that Liu Handong would make friends with the Zheng family.

Liu Handong said: "No need, the show is canceled, I'll invite you to tea." ”

Only then did Ling Zijie realize that something was wrong, and looked around, wanting to ask for help.

Liu Handong also brought two men in civilian clothes, with small flat heads and sharp eyes, at first glance, they were law enforcement officers from powerful departments, and the two stepped forward, one left and one right clamped Ling Zijie, and one of them took out steel handcuffs.

"Save face for Reporter Ling." Liu Handong said, "It's a good acquaintance, by the way, Zhu Pengpeng asked me to say hello to you." ”

Ling Zijie's legs were weak, he couldn't walk, he was taken away, and the CCTV staff witnessed the unbeatable big reporter's pale face, and he was forcibly dragged away from the program recording site.

Ling Zijie was taken to the parking lot and put on a civilian station wagon, the moment the door closed, he saw his car, the bluestone electric supercar with a sleek style, was quietly parked in the special parking space, and he didn't know when he would be able to come back and drive his car, maybe a year, maybe three or five years, maybe a lifetime.

The Investigation Department of the Central Office of the People's Republic of China does not have a fixed office address, and now uses a building in the 60s in the garrison area, which is obviously in the Soviet architectural style, the relief of the five-pointed star on the door is mottled, and the dry grape vines climb all over the sunny wall.

Song Jianfeng borrowed a squad of soldiers from the Central Guard Bureau, all of whom were from Shandong, Geng was upright and loyal, and took obedience to orders as his duty, and never talked nonsense, and the ministry bought them Youngor's suits and shirts and ties, and more than 3,000 sets of all wool materials, but they looked like migrant workers when they wore them, and their hairstyles and eyes showed that their true identity was that they were soldiers.

The task of this squad is to guard and communicate, equipped with Type 92 and Type 07 pistols, Chongqing imitation MP5 submachine guns, as well as 95 rifles and 88 sniper rifles, the firepower is enough to suppress any armed gang in the country, of course, when dealing with hard stubble, it will call for armed police support.

The guard at the gate saluted Liu Handong, and Liu Handong returned the salute and ordered Ling Zijie to be put in the cell.

Upstairs is Song Jianfeng's office, the department has been restarted, and the facilities are not complete, Lao Song sits behind an old-fashioned desk and reads the text, behind him is an old bookshelf, full of files with brown paper covers, and a layer of old dust on them.

Liu Handong pushed the door in: "Ling Zijie brought it." ”

Song Jianfeng said: "Let him dry for eight hours first." ”

Liu Handong said: "When will Liu Fei be arrested? ”

Song Jianfeng put down his pen and his eyes were blazing: "You can't be in a hurry, Liu Fei is a member of the Central Committee, a deputy to the National People's Congress, and a deputy provincial cadre. ”

Liu Handong thought thoughtfully: "Destroy the psychological defense line, I understand." ”

……

In the wee hours of the morning, Ling Zijie, who was asleep, was awakened by freezing, surrounded by blue-gray walls, a dim incandescent lamp on the ceiling, and the lampshade was in the shape of a green iron hat, a product of the seventies, lying on a red wooden bench, with the number number of the fixed assets of the logistics department of the Beijing Garrison written on the legs of the chair in white paint, the ground was a rough cement floor, and there was no other furnishings in the house.

Ling Zijie was trembling, his nose was a little blocked, Beijing was still very cold during the two sessions, and he wrapped the Armani tightly in all wool, but he still couldn't bring the slightest warmth.

The door opened, Ling Zijie was frightened, and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "Let me go, I have a lot of high-level friends, I can do whatever you want." ”

It was Liu Handong who came in, and he threw Ling Zijie a stack of A4 white paper and a pen: "Write your confession materials." ”

Ling Zijie pretended not to understand: "What do I explain?" ”

Liu Handong said: "If you think there is anything you need to explain, write it." ”

Ling Zijie nodded like pounding garlic: "Okay, okay." ”

Liu Handong went out, Ling Zijie knelt on the ground, used the bench as a table, and began to write the explanation materials, he was a top student of Beiqing University, no matter what he wrote, he was done in one go, and when it was dawn, five thousand words had been written.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Liu Handong came in again, took away Ling Zijie's explanation materials, returned to the office to read carefully, and after reading it, he rushed back angrily, kicked the door open, and yelled at Ling Zijie: "Sleeping with Xu Jiaojiao, rewrite it for me!" Don't want to eat if you can't write 10,000 words. ”

Ling Zijie had no choice but to rewrite it, and wrote clearly how Xu Jiaojiao coerced and seduced her, and finally dominated her own dirty things, and did not let go of every detail, and finally made up enough 10,000 words, called the guards, and asked Liu Handong to review it again.

Liu Handong read it at a glance and ten lines, and fell on Ling Zijie's face again: "You are still a talented man who graduated from Beiqing University, what is this writing?" Third-rate pornographic novels! It is necessary to highlight whether the psychological description is understood or not, rewrite! ”

Ling Zijie wanted to cry without tears, so he climbed the lattice again hungry, and rewrote it four times like this, until it was dusk, and the last draft satisfied Liu Handong, and brought a laptop and ordered him to enter the manuscript into the computer.

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Beijing, Jiangdong Building, here is usually the Jiangdong Provincial Office in Beijing, now it is the representative of the Jiangdong Provincial Two Sessions, Liu Fei lives here, the central government is strictly economical, the hotel has no red carpet, flowers, slogans and banners, and even the disposable toiletries in the room are saved.

Liu Handong came to Jiangdong Building, and when he walked to the door, he was stopped by the staff: "Comrade, who are you looking for?" ”

A red document was handed over, and the Investigation Department used the certificate of the General Office of the CPC Central Committee for the convenience of its work.

The staff was a soldier of the armed police, and when he saw the certificate, he immediately saluted: "Good chief." ”

Liu Handong went straight upstairs, he had already checked Liu Fei's room number, and came to the door and slammed the door.

Liu Fei is reading the newspaper indoors, recently he insists on chanting Buddha every day, and once the "Diamond Sutra" can calm down, experience what is called the four emptiness, and is immersed in the mystery of the Buddhist scriptures, when was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door, and couldn't help but be furious, when did the waiter in the Beijing office become so low!

The representatives of the two sessions are not allowed to bring attachés, Liu Fei lives alone, there is no secretary to help him deal with these trivialities, he stepped forward quickly, pulled the car door, and saw Liu Handong, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, took two steps back, his breathing began to be short, his legs and stomach turned tendons, if he didn't hold on to the table tightly, I am afraid he would have to sit on the ground.

Finally came, shuanggui, transfer to justice, court, sentencing, Qincheng is old, this qiē came from all over the world, making Liu Fei breathless.

But Liu Handong didn't arrest him, just took out a file bag and threw it over: "Take a look, it's quite interesting." ”

Liu Fei came to his senses, Liu Handong had already left, and the file bag was thrown on the carpet, no need to ask about the evidence of his guilt, he stayed for a while, but still opened the bag, took out a stack of paper from it, and threw it down after a few glances, this is Ling Zijie's handwritten confession, and every word shows that this big reporter is one of Xu Jiaojiao's faces.

For ordinary people, this is a fatal blow, but for Liu Fei, it is not worth mentioning, he has long known these things, he and Xu Jiaojiao play their own games, on the surface maintain a political marriage, have nothing to do, and enjoy themselves, since the political failure, these ugly things naturally can't be covered, and it is only a matter of time before they are made public.

Liu Fei tore the paper to shreds and continued to read his Diamond Sutra.

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CCTV reporter Ling Zijie was taken away by the relevant departments for investigation and couldn't hide it at all, and the whole network knew it all over the world within a day, and all kinds of gossip flew all over the sky, and the whole world knew that Ling Zijie was a little fresh meat raised by Xu Jiaojiao, the wife of Liu Fei, secretary of the Jinjiang Municipal Party Committee, and the people who were dissatisfied with Ling Zijie in CCTV dug up the history of Ling's shameless drill camp and exposed it on the Internet.

The most relieving is Zhu Pengpeng, who was dumped by Ling Zijie, her father Zhu Huabiao has been sentenced, the family has plummeted, and every day is miserable, and seeing Ling Zijie's bad luck can make her happy for a long time.

Liu Fei finished the two sessions of the National People's Congress under great pressure, and returned to Omi to participate in the CPPCC meeting in Jiangdong Province, busy with affairs every day, endless people, endless hands, this illusion sometimes makes him feel that he is still a person, but the soap bubble is always going to burst, Liu Fei sometimes feels that other people's smiles are ridiculed, and other people's eyes always unconsciously look at their heads, as if there is a green melon skin hat.

In fact, the common people of the whole Omi River know the romantic past of Mrs. Liu Fei, what a handsome and dashing CCTV male reporter, the treasure of the solemn Qinghai Rinpoche, and the donkey-like treasure under Rinpoche's crotch, it is said that it is soaked in a high degree of liquor, and a sip of it can have the miraculous effect of the golden gun, in short, the malice of the common people is full, the whimsy is endless, and the stories about Liu Fei's family are endless, and they are popular.

Liu Fei received a notice from the procuratorate that his wife Xu Jiaojiao was suspected of embezzling charity funds and falsifying accounts, and was arrested in accordance with the law and is now being detained in Taoyuan Detention Center in Jiangbei City.

Xu Jiaojiao was tried in a different place, and it is said that Wang Hai and Heizi are also locked up in the Jiangbei Detention Center, which is Zhou Wen's territory, and it is basically impossible to ask someone to send a letter or find out the news.

Liu Fei finished a day's work, returned home, sat for a while, came to the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, he hadn't dyed his hair for a long time, his head was white, and his old state was full, he sighed, took out a razor from the drawer, and put it on his neck.!!