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Zou Jingzhi was called to the Public Security Bureau when he was about to have lunch. The noonday sun shone in through the glass window, piercing her eyes a little bit, so she gave people a sense of arrogance and contempt when answering questions from the public security officers.

In the face of the investigation of the Public Security Bureau, Zou Jing insisted that she was upset last night, and did not go home immediately after receiving the telegram, but read a book in the office for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously when she looked at it. When she made up these nonsense, she was unusually calm and composed, and even imagined herself as Sister Jiang who was not afraid of the test of life and death. She wasn't that strong in her heart, but at this time, she felt that Zhong Shulin's body temperature was still preserved in her body, which was enough to melt her, and there was such a night, she felt that her life was worth living.

Seeing the familiar diary on the table, she understood the reason for everything, she unabashedly said that she did worship Deputy Director Zhong, and even had some secret love complexes, but she just put it in her heart, and never thought that she would confess to him, and when she had nothing to do, she wrote her inner feelings in the diary, so she didn't know all this Deputy Director Zhong.

When asked if Deputy Director Zhong had overstepped her rules and deeds towards her, she changed her gentle expression and showed a little anger: "Deputy Director Zhong is a decent person, who doesn't know the overall situation?" How can you think about me as a newcomer! ”

Zhong Shulin was also examined here, and in his deputy director's office, the two policemen were very kind. Zhong Shulin got up and poured them a glass of water, and lit a cigarette himself, he rarely smoked, and the box of cigarettes on the table was mostly used to entertain visitors.

A tall policeman said: "I know that Deputy Director Zhong is very busy with work, and we won't bother you much, just to find out if you saw Zou Jingzhi, the clerk in the office, come to the bureau to receive telegrams last night." ”

Zhong Shulin extinguished the cigarette in the glass ashtray and said slowly: "I went home after writing the materials last night, and I didn't pay attention to whether Zou Shushu received telegrams in the bureau. What, what's wrong? ”

The police said that if he didn't see it, forget it, and his lover called the police, saying that she didn't come home last night.

Zhong Shulin said that maybe he had come to receive the telegram, but I was busy writing materials and didn't notice it.

In the end, the public security department came to the conclusion that Zou Jingzhi, a clerk in the office of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, is a female and a landlord from a family. Because of the long-term relaxation of the transformation of his worldview, his thoughts were extremely corrupt and erosive, and he had a passionate crush on Zhong Shulin, deputy director of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and wrote a diary to tarnish the reputation of the deputy director Zhong Shulin, which ruined the noble image of the Cultural Affairs Bureau. Comrade Zhong Shulin was upright, unaware of Zou Jingzhi's dark psychology, and was insulted by such a corrupt and depraved landlord lady, and was the biggest victim of this incident.

Soon, Zou Jingzhi's seduction of Deputy Director Zhong spread in the Cultural Affairs Bureau and spread little by little. Some women in the bureau were talking behind their backs, looking at this Zou Jingzhi's quiet and honest manners, after all, they couldn't change the temperament of the landlord's lady, and they were still worried about seducing our Deputy Director Zhong, and they didn't move the mirror to look at their background and virtues!

Zou Jingzhi received a serious warning from the party, so naturally he couldn't stay in the Cultural Affairs Bureau anymore, and returned to the No. 3 Middle School where he used to work. None of the female teachers wanted to associate with this woman who was burdened with life style problems, as if she had something dirty on her, and she was also sensitive to the fact that the people behind her were pointing fingers at her.

Soon after, she and her husband Ma Hongguang went through the divorce procedures, because the two had no children, so the divorce was also handled cleanly.

After this incident, Zhong Shulin seemed to have changed as a person. He plunged headlong into his work, often returning home at night after Zhongshan was asleep, and leaving home in the morning before he got up. Occasionally, when I came back early for a day, I was like a frosted eggplant in the garden field in early winter, and I was depressed, and I didn't have a superfluous word with my wife, and I didn't play with Zhong Shan anymore, and the accordion hadn't played for a long time, and it was dusty on the top of the wardrobe. The home is more deserted than it used to be.