The police and the masses began to push, the Feng family refused to retreat, and confronted the police, some idle people took the opportunity to make trouble, throwing mineral water bottles and cans at the police, the contradiction became more and more rigid, and if the stalemate continued, bloodshed would occur.

A black-painted explosion-proof bus, several IVECO riot vehicles marked with the word "special police" came in a mighty manner, like an armored car running over the ground, sirens sounded, and people avoided everywhere they passed.

Wearing 511 SWAT combat uniforms, body armor, Kevlar helmets, full-leather steel-toed special operations boots, full-leather half-fingered SWAT combat gloves, holding tempered glass shields and ASP batons, they rushed down from the car majestically and quickly formed a phalanx.

"Disperse the crowd!" Reinforcements arrived, and Meng Xuanyu gave the order again.

Shield-clad batons opened the way, and the blast police squad began to move forward slowly, trying to disperse the procession.

"Wow!" The Feng family fell to their knees, and Feng Bo's parents took out a photo of Feng Xiaoli to show everyone, and held a magnified memorial photo high above their heads. This is a young and beautiful girl with long shawl hair, a long white dress, big black eyes, as if she has come from eternity across time and space, smiling and telling everyone what she has seen and heard in the metropolis, introducing the prosperity of the city, her love for work and life.

Feng Bo's parents knelt on the ground, crying to the police comrades about how their children were sensible, how filial, and how they loved life, and called home two days ago, saying that they had sponsored two children in poor mountainous areas and sent them a lot of small gifts.

Looking at the villagers who were crying in grief, these bloody men's eyes were moist, and they didn't dare to look directly at Feng Xiaoli's lively and enthusiastic eyes, so they lowered their heads and stopped moving forward. This is the sons and daughters of China, the Chinese citizens who have to pay their blood and even sacrifice their lives to protect, the explosion-proof men take punishing evil and promoting good, and fighting crime as their own responsibility, how can they bear to drive their fathers and villagers again? How can they bear it?

"Bang bang!" Some idle people with ulterior motives scolded and began to throw wine bottles, mineral water, and bricks at the police, and smashed all kinds of public facilities. From time to time, he vented his indignation, things were constantly smashed on the street, some places were on fire, the pungent smell of burnt tires was wafting everywhere, and the black smoke was a miasma, and the place was in a mess.

"Disperse the crowd and carry out the order!" Meng Xuanyu stood on the riot truck with a megaphone and gave the order to disperse the parade again.

The officers wore Kevlar helmets and moved stiffly. I couldn't see what the expression was, but it was their duty to carry out the order, silently pulled the explosion-proof atomization spray gun, took out the tear gas canister and prepared to drive the crowd away again.

At this time. In the courtyard, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes shouted out with a loudspeaker, saying that Secretary Zeng of the municipal party committee wanted to speak to the victims' families and communicate with the victims' families face to face. Waiting for Zeng Bookshelf to come out to administer justice for everyone.

Meng Xuanyu also answered a phone call and gave an order to stop driving the rioters, and the explosion-proof police all stopped moving. Standing still, like an impassable great wall of steel, the setting sun sprinkled gold edges on them, sacred and solemn.

There was not much time, the steel electronic door rolled in to one side, Zeng Yongxiang walked out calmly accompanied by Mayor Lan, the secretary general of the municipal party committee and other leaders, and loudly ordered the police to disperse the road, under the protection of several police comrades and bodyguards, his eyes were heavy in the face of the procession of the Feng family.

Ye Qin originally wanted to come forward for the Feng family, but when he saw the leaders coming out, he had to wait and see what happened.

When the Feng family saw that the leader had come out, Hula knelt down again, prostrate at Zeng Yongxiang's feet, and his voice was moving with grief and tears, asking the leader to uphold justice for them.

In the face of the excited crowd, Secretary Zeng was in danger, showed the demeanor of a general, and asked everyone to get up with a kind smile, telling them to believe in the government, believe in the organization, and the organization will definitely uphold justice for Feng Xiaoli, and send a secretary to communicate with Feng's family and select a representative to talk to him.

Feng Xiaoli's relatives have cried, it is difficult to state the facts, a clan elder of the Feng family was elected, although in the face of the leader's official authority, this clan elder still withstood the pressure and made a statement, but he also had no evidence to prove that Feng Xiaoli was killed by him, only said that Feng Xiaoli's clothes were torn by someone, and said a lot of things about Feng Xiaoli when she was a child, how cheerful her personality was, how filial piety, how sensible, regularly sent money to her family, etc., how could such a child jump off the building and commit suicide? Please ask the leader to send someone to re-investigate the case, who she was with that night, and find out the real culprit.

Although the clan elder was a little excited, the local accent was very strong, and his speech was a little ink, Secretary Zeng still listened carefully to the opinions of the Feng family, Zuihou boarded the riot car, held a loudspeaker, and made major instructions in the face of hundreds of people, asking Deputy Director Meng to send someone to set up a special team to re-investigate and try the case, and be sure to return Feng Xiaoli's innocence and the truth to the world.

Secretary Zeng's generous speech won the warm applause of the masses, allowing people to see the blue sky and white sun, and the mirror hanging high, so that the Feng family saw the hope of Zhaoxue for Feng Xiaoli, knelt down again, fell to the ground with his hands, and cried tears and shouted: "It's really the master of Qingtian, Bao Qingtian is alive, and the child Zhaoxue is hopeful!" ”

The leaders have expressed their condolences to the marching masses, several leaders took the hands of the old people and asked about their lives, and cared about their bodies, TV reporters came, large professional cameras were in place, cameras, SLRs, long guns and short guns were stretched out, and the flashes crackled into a piece, taking pictures of this time, recording this historic moment.

A manager of the garment city arrived in person, how to say that Feng Xiaoli was also an employee of the garment city, and said on the spot that although Feng Xiaoli's death had nothing to do with them, out of humanitarianism, they gave the Feng family 20,000 yuan as a pension on the spot to comfort Feng Xiaoli's soul in the sky, but the Feng family refused on the spot.

Although the Feng family was moved, they did not forget the purpose of the trip, and the representative sent proposed to refuse to cremate Feng Xiaoli's body before the truth was revealed. Secretary Zeng nodded his head again and again to these unreasonable demands, and all agreed to them, persuading them to believe in the organization and the leadership, and once again instructed the police to solve the case strictly, tightly, and quickly, organize experts to conduct autopsies, issue the most authoritative autopsy report, on-site investigation report, and return the truth to the Feng family.

At this point, the Feng family had no reason to make any more trouble, out of trust in the leader, the procession quickly dispersed, and the crowd of excitement gradually dispersed, and the Feng family stayed in the hospital to prevent the body from being cremated.

"Feng Bo, what the hell is going on?" Ye Qin blocked Feng Bo, who was in a state of flux and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Ye Chin, is that you? My sister she ...... Whining. Feng Bo was speechless, he wanted to cry but there were no tears, his tears had dried up.

Ye Qin pulled him aside: "Don't worry, talk slowly, what's going on?" How could my sister jump off a building? ”

Under Ye Qin's questioning, Feng Bo finally told the truth.

After Feng Bo left Binhai University, although he no longer sells mutton skewers, he has been working on the Binhai Riverside, and at the same time he is studying and wants to take the civil service exam.

Feng Xiaoli worked as a salesperson in the garment city, she was on duty the night before yesterday, Feng Bo got a message from the police in the middle of the night, and her sister jumped off the building and died in the rescue force. After police investigation, it was ruled out that he killed or raped ~ killed, and was pushed down by others, and he jumped to his death, and the family was notified to claim the body and cremate the body as soon as possible.

On the night before his sister died, the brother and sister were still talking on the phone, and the sister was still talking and laughing, if the sister committed suicide and jumped off the building, Feng Bo couldn't believe it anyway. And he also found something suspicious, there were traces of artificial tearing on his sister's clothes.

He suspected that his sister was forced to jump off the building, the Feng family is a big family, under the organization of the patriarch, more than 100 people in the village accompanied his parents to rush over, refused to cremate the body, and the police negotiations failed, desperate, part of the Feng family looked at the body, and part began to march in front of the city government, asking the government to come forward to find out the truth and severely punish the murderer.

After listening to this, Ye Qin pondered for a while and asked, "Are there any other clues?" ”

Feng Bo thought for a while and said, "When I met with my sister some time ago, my sister said that there were a few young people who always went to the unit to make trouble and pestered her. ”

"Do you know the identities of those people?"

"It is said that there is a person who is the son of Secretary Zeng, named Zeng Yulong, because his sister once saw him with other women, so she refused his pursuit!" Feng Bo replied, however, quickly added, "That was before, and I didn't see him appear since." ”

Ye Qin frowned, such a coincidence? Will Zeng Yulong pursue Feng Xiaoli? After all, the difference between the identities of the two people is too big, it is impossible at all, this matter will not be done by him, right? I'm worried that I can't find evidence. But today, Zeng Yongxiang spoke in front of so many officials and the masses, and he wanted to severely punish the murderer, and his expression was solemn, and he gave instructions in person, if this matter was really done by his son, how could he speak like this? Could there be something else going on in this matter?

Thinking of this, Ye Qin took out his mobile phone and dialed Mayor Lan's number, and the reply he got was that Zeng Yongxiang did arrange for the police to re-investigate this matter, and Mayor Lan did not know about this matter.

Thinking that the police would investigate this matter, Ye Qin patted Feng Bo's shoulder and said, "You are optimistic about your sister's body, I will go to you tomorrow, if the police can't find the murderer, I will solve this matter, and I will definitely help my sister take revenge." ”

Feng Bo didn't have any ideas, he nodded again and again, Ye Qin learned some of his recent situation, and when he was taking the civil service exam, he thought about it and said, "When my sister's business is over, I'll look for you!" (To be continued......)