On the third day of the shooting, Wushui Building, the best hotel in Wushui County, suddenly moved into several groups of outsiders with different accents and mysterious whereabouts. They kept asking people about the shooting that happened the day before yesterday, and they also applied to the relevant departments to interview the parties and eyewitnesses in the case.

The actions of these people immediately aroused a high degree of vigilance on the part of Liu Xuewen, secretary of the Wushui County Party Committee.

That night, Liu Xuewen came to Room 606 of the VIP Building of the Municipal Party Committee Guest House, pushed open the door, and saw Lei Yiming leaning on a sofa chair with red and swollen eyes, his face was gray, his eyes were blank, and he was contrary to the arrogant look of being commanding and empty-eyed. Seeing Liu Xuewen come in, he didn't even blink his eyelids, still thinking about his own thoughts.

"Secretary Lei, there is an important situation to report to you. ”

Liu Xuewen bowed his waist and said cautiously.

Lei Yiming glanced at him and remained silent.

"Here's what happened: Comrade Lin Bo, director of the Propaganda Department, had just called me and said that several groups of reporters from other places had come to the county, some of whom spoke with an accent from Beijing, and they were all going around to inquire about the murder of Director Lei, but they did not contact the Propaganda Department of the county party committee for an interview, but only went to the public security bureau, the procuratorate, and other judicial organs to ask for information about the case. What I'm worried about is that Director Lei has been in Wushui for a few years, and there are quite a few rumors in society that are unfavorable to him, so I'm afraid that I ......"

"Shut up!"

Lei Yiming suddenly interrupted him angrily, glared at him angrily with red eyes, and shouted: "What kind of rumors? Doesn't it mean that he spends all day drinking outside and not doing his job? Now that everyone is dead, what do they want? Do they still want to drag him out of the funeral parlor and whip his corpse? Do you still want to criticize him verbally and write and make him stink for 10,000 years? You go and tell those bullshit reporters: You must let them get out of Wushui and Mingguang within 24 hours! If they still want to stay here and dig up gossip news, don't blame us for using the power of dictatorship to forcibly expel him!"

Liu Xuewen didn't dare to say anything more, so he quickly agreed, then left his room, and arranged for people from the Propaganda Department, the Municipal Party Committee Office, and the Government Office overnight, with Propaganda Minister Lin Bo personally leading the team, to find these reporters one by one to convey Secretary Lei's instructions. Of course, it is impossible for him to arrange the arrangements according to Lei Yiming's original words, but he just wants these people who go to the reporters to euphemistically persuade them to leave and stop trying to dig into the background and history of the shooting murder.

In Liu Xuewen's view, these reporters should just be gossip reporters in the social and entertainment editions of some tabloids, which are commonly known as "paparazzi". They just heard that a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau in Wushui was shot dead, so they rushed over to find out the background and inside story, and create a little sensational lace news.

So, after sending out those who did the persuasion work, he waited in his office for them to report back the news.

An hour later, Lin Bo suddenly walked in with a sweaty look on his head and said, "Secretary Liu, the situation is a little bad! Where do you guess the three groups of reporters I went to?"

"Where? Is it still from China Central Television?"

Seeing that he was so frightened, Liu Xuewen asked a little dissatisfied.

"You guessed it! Three of them are from CCTV, two from Huaxia Daily, and a few from Tiannan Provincial TV. I went to them, and they showed me their interview cards, and without any further words, they politely invited me out of their room. You said: Is it worth alarming CCTV and Huaxia Daily about such a shooting murder case? And where did they get the news from so quickly?"

When Liu Xuewen heard that those reporters were actually from CCTV, Huaxia Daily, and Tiannan TV, he couldn't help but be shocked, and an ominous premonition arose in his mind......

When Liu Xuewen walked into Lei Yiming's room again, his expression had calmed down a bit, and he was writing something on his desk.

"Secretary Lei, I didn't want to bother you again. However, this matter is becoming more and more secretive, and if I don't report it to you, I am afraid that you will not be mentally prepared. ”

"Oh? What is so serious? Those reporters don't want to leave? Are you, the secretary of the county party committee, unable to get rid of even a few tabloid lace reporters? Do you want me, the secretary of the city party committee, to personally arrange the deployment?"

Liu Xuewen smiled bitterly and said, "Secretary Lei, I really want you to come forward in this matter." Those people were not tabloid lace reporters at all, three of them were from CCTV, two were from Huaxia Daily, and a few were from provincial television. If they stand up for a person, I, the little secretary of the county party committee, can only greet them with a smile, let alone drive them away!"

Lei Yiming threw away the pen in his hand, stood up with a sigh of surprise, and asked in surprise: "Have you verified? Are they really from CCTV and Huaxia Daily?"

Liu Xuewen nodded.

Lei Yiming's face suddenly turned pale, and he sat down on the chair in a dejected manner.

With Lei Yiming's many years of experience in politics and his keen sense of smell, he knows that if something happens in a local area that alarms CCTV or Huaxia Daily, it will either be a good example of a big tree or a huge scandal that will cause a sensation throughout the country.

And the killing of his own son is obviously not a good thing worthy of praise.

Then there is only one possibility: Wu Shui is about to have a big incident! His son is likely to become famous throughout the country!

Next, it will be his turn to be the secretary of the municipal party committee as a father, and he will pull out the radish and bring out the mud, and pull out all his own things......

Thinking of this terrible consequence, Lei Yiming couldn't help but shudder.

He looked up and thought for a few minutes, then asked, "Have you investigated: Is there any backstage and background for this sneering day? Is his backstage manipulating all this behind the scenes?"

I checked his background: he is a native of Wushui, his family is very poor, only an old father is still an honest farmer, and there are no people in the family who have a great interest outside even in their village and town. However, he himself is the vice president of the student union of Capital University and is said to be a member of the executive committee of the All-China Youth Federation. But these two positions are fictitious and useless, and it is impossible to have such a great deal of energy to invite reporters from CCTV and Huaxia Daily. The only possibility is his girlfriend!"

"His girlfriend?"

Lei Yiming asked in surprise.

"His girlfriend's name is Su Xiaodan, and she is the daughter of Deputy Mayor Su. I just heard from someone from the Public Security Bureau. ”

"What? His girlfriend is Su Hong's daughter? This bastard, these reporters must have been invited by him. I don't know what kind of relationship he trusted, but he actually invited reporters from CCTV and Huaxia Daily to save his daughter and son-in-law. Hmph, your daughter and son-in-law are important, can my son die in vain?

After speaking, he resolutely waved his hand and restored the majesty and momentum of the secretary of his municipal party committee: "Xuewen, you will set up two tables of wine in Wushui Mansion tomorrow, and I will come forward to entertain these reporters! Since they were invited by Su Hong, there is nothing to fear. Su Hong, a vice mayor, can please move him, I, the secretary of the municipal party committee, must have a bigger face than him! If he Su Hong invites God, I will be responsible for sending God!"

The next day, Lei Yiming rushed to a VIP box in the catering department on the third floor of Wushui Building at half past eleven, and sat there waiting for Liu Xuewen to invite those groups of reporters.

According to his thoughts: No matter how cowhide the reporter is, he should always give some face when he is the secretary of the municipal party committee!

However, I waited until more than twelve o'clock, but I still didn't see a single guest in the box.

Lei Yiming became impatient, and was about to call Liu Xuewen's phone, but saw him push the door in with a blushing face, and said, "Secretary Lei, things are not good! These reporters all declined your invitation as if they had made an appointment. He also said that he would come back to see you when the interview was over...... This is not normal!"

Lei Yiming's heart sank, and then he felt that things were really as he guessed last night, and they were getting more and more unfavorable to him......

He thought for a few minutes, and then dialed the phone number of the former secretary of the provincial party committee of Tiannan Province. On the phone, he gave a detailed account of how his son was killed and how reporters from CCTV and Huaxia Ribao came to Wushui to cover the incident, and asked him to ask the two news units to inquire about the purpose of sending reporters to cover the incident and whether they could ask their leaders to recall them.

Not long after, the former secretary of the provincial party committee called back and asked: "Lei Yiming, who have you offended?" Let me tell you: The person you have offended can be said to be a master of the sky! I have just asked a friend who is a propaganda speaker to ask the leaders of these two units, and their reply is: They want to investigate the Wu Shui case to the end, and they must thoroughly investigate the inside story and background of it, and then thoroughly expose it! You tell me: What is the background and inside story of this? Why are these two mouthpiece units targeted?

Lei Yiming was completely dumbfounded at this moment.

He didn't know what he had done to his old superiors in the end. After hanging up the phone, he stood in the box in a daze, although the central air conditioning of the box had a very good heating effect, there were still strands of cold sweat coming out of his forehead, and his body shivered as if he was afraid of the cold......