"Daddy!" probably hasn't seen his father for a few days, Mao Yiping was a little excited.

"Yiping, why are you here? Is something wrong? ”

"Come in the house - you'll know when you get in." Mao Yiping unloaded the basket from the back of the head of the Mao district, and there were some prey in the basket.

"From afar, I smelled the fireworks. Yiping, who accompanied you up the mountain? ”

"It was Chunsheng who accompanied me."

Ouyang Ping and the others had already walked out of the hut.

"Mayor Mao, hello!" Director Gu said loudly.

The old man lowered his head, bent over, walked up to Director Gu, and looked carefully, there was a shotgun hanging from his shoulder.

"Old District Chief, you don't know me anymore."

"I recognize it, isn't this Xiao Gu from the police station?"

"Dad, he is now the director of the police station."

"The wind that brought you here? Go, go to the house and sit - do it in the house. The old man said as he led everyone into the house.

The long voice of the Mao District is like a bell, the movements are flexible, and the whole person looks very energetic. It's just that the back is a little hunched.

Director Gu introduced Ouyang Ping and others to the mayor of Mao District one by one.

In the end, it was someone who had been a leader, and District Mayor Mao had already guessed everyone's intentions: "You must have encountered some case." ”

"Mayor Mao, we're here and want to ask you some questions."

"The matter of the case, I'll talk about it later, let's solve the stomach problem first, and then we'll talk slowly. Chunsheng, simmer a pheasant, a hare, and simmer a salted fish, Yiping, you go and take a hand, wash it and simmer it again, and it is difficult for them to come to me, let them have a fragrant mouth—you can't eat these wild foods in the big city. ”

So, Mao Yiping and Chunsheng were busy on the stove.

District Chief Mao is a cheerful person, and after explaining everything, District Mayor Mao's words box opened: "Captain Ouyang, what do you want to ask?" Just ask! The mayor took out a small cloth bag from his pocket, and in the cloth was placed shredded tobacco and a small pile of rectangular pieces of paper cut from an exercise book, and the mayor took out a few pieces of paper and began to roll paper cigarettes.

In the blink of an eye, District Mayor Mao rolled up four paper cigarettes and handed them to Ouyang Ping and others.

The mayor of the Mao District picked up the hood lamp and lit everyone's paper cigarettes.

"Mayor Mao, Che Rengui, do you still have an impression?"

"Cha Rengui? Isn't it President Che and Director Che? ”

"Mayor Mao, you have a good memory." Director Gu said.

"When Che Rengui was first liberated, he was a model of the industrial and commercial circles that we set up, and we entrusted him with the work of the Chamber of Commerce.

"We found his body in the cracks in the brick walls of his rental house."

"Tell me about the general situation of the case."

So, Ouyang Ping described the outline of the case.

"Captain Ouyang, what do you want to ask?"

"Che Renju, do you still have an impression?"

"Che Renju is Che Rengui's younger brother, and in 1950, he was executed by the people's government."

"What charges?"

"He had a blood debt on his hands, and when Chiang Kai-shek left Nanjing, he killed a large number of political prisoners, and Che Renju was one of the responsible persons."

"How do you know?"

At that time, just after liberation and the society was not very stable, we set up a public security section in accordance with the instructions of the municipal party committee, and Section Chief Li was responsible for the affairs of Che Renju. Section Chief Li reported this matter to me -- the district party committee also held a meeting to study the matter, and finally reported it to the city party committee for approval. ”