Less than 24 hours after Jiang Yongchun went missing, it can be confirmed that he is missing, because the president of the court has hung up on the Internet, not the Internet, but a fishing net. The dean was like a big white fish, hanging naked in the fishing net.

In September, a few cool breezes blow, the mountains are flowering, the grass is yellow, and the flowers are colorful; Rows of geese flew from north to south.

Autumn is in full swing.

Cold-water fish in the shallow waters of deep mountain streams and rivers feel the change of seasons and begin to migrate in groups to the deep water area downstream, which is not frozen in winter and can provide shelter for the fish to overwinter, which is a natural selection that has evolved over millions of years and written into genes.

The old fisherman mastered the habit of cold-water fish, and then went to the deep water to hang the net at this time, the fish resources of the Qinglong River are abundant, and every year there are people who hang to the red-bellied carp weighing dozens of catties, and the cold-water fine-scaled fish that is two feet long.

The net is generally lowered into the river at night when it is dark, and the net is set up as soon as it is released the next day, and it is too late to often have fish thieves who get it for nothing.

This morning, an old fisherman went to the river where he was under the net, and it was too dark, and he smoked two cigarettes before he was numb.

The old man began to raise the net by the light of day, the old man had a total of four nets, he started from the downstream to the upstream, the first three nets caught a lot of fish, the big fish and small fish were jumping around, the old man was very happy, humming the Northeast two people turned "The Little Widow to the Grave", and threw the red-bellied river carp and the cold-water black-backed fine-scaled fish more than a foot long into the fish basket.

When the fourth net was played, the old man felt that the net was very heavy, and he was very happy at first, thinking that he had hung up a big fish, and slowly felt wrong, the fish should struggle on the net, and the net should continue to shake, and this Shen was dead and sinking, and the old man thought that he might have hung a wooden stake, because he was afraid of tearing the net, so he tried to pull slowly inch by inch, and suddenly the water flashed, and the soles of the feet of a soaked white swollen person exposed the water, and the old man screamed and fell on the beach.

The old fisherman froze down, afraid that he was dazzled, so he got up and continued to pull the net, this time not only the soles of his feet, but also the two miserable white human legs were all out of the water.

The old fisherman ran to the riverbank, wiped the water from his hands, took out his mobile phone and dialed "110".

After receiving the police, "110" arranged for the police to be dispatched and reported the situation to Director Wang Sheng. It is a rule that the murder must be reported to the main leader as soon as possible.

It was four o'clock in the morning, and Director Wang was still sleeping, when the phone rang suddenly. Wang Ju got up immediately after answering the phone, got on the motorcycle in a daze, and followed the neighing of the police car to the scene.

At the scene, on the river beach, several police cars and a 120 ambulance flashed red and blue lights, and more than a dozen policemen gathered in a circle. The policemen are busy with their own responsibilities, and some are questioning the old fisherman to make notes; Some were taking pictures and examining the bodies; Some are preparing body bags and stretchers.

The president of the court had taken off the fishing nets and was lying flat on the beach, his body swollen and white from the blisters, and his belly, which was already large, was now even more swollen, like a big balloon, and he wore only a short red and blue checkered swimming trunks.

Everyone quickly confirmed the identity of the deceased, because there was a black mole the size of a mung bean in the corner of his left eyebrow.

A young cop asked an old cop, "A bit like swimming and drowning?" ┄┄There are still people swimming at this time? ”

The old policeman glared at the little policeman and said, "Use your brain more and use your mouth less." ”

The little policeman stuck out his tongue.

Director Wang stood on the side and took a look at it, and he understood everything. As the saying goes, people are dying, their words are good, and birds are dying, and their songs are sad. Obviously committed suicide by throwing himself into the water, but he only wore a pair of socks.

Why?

He is pleading with the living: Please make sure I drown while swimming. In this way, it will not only sound good, but also not damage the reputation of the world, and try to avoid the suspicion and arrangement of the world's death without evidence.

What a careful man, even death is so carefully designed.

A team of police officers searched up the river, found the dean's car by the river upstream, a pile of clothes on the beach, checked and found wallets, mobile phones, ID cards and pistols, and found no suicide note.

A policeman asked, "Why don't you use a gun?" How painful is that? ”

Another policeman said: "Happiness is pleasure, not the end of the corpse, how terrible the blood is hula." ”

Whether it was at the scene, in the car, or in the office, no suicide note was found, which is a bit abnormal. From wanting to go, to deciding to go, to standing by the river and looking at the river sadly, there should be plenty of time, why don't you even leave a word, is it too desperate for the world? Or is there really nothing to say for this terrible world.

Wang Sheng knew that the dean and Jiang Yongchun must have been under unbearable pressure when they arrived in the Intermediate Court, squeezing up and down to the point that they could not bear it. Therefore, Jiang Yongchun chose to run away from home, and the golden cicada came out of its shell; The dean chose to commit suicide by throwing himself into the river, and he was gone.

Wang Sheng's guess was verified, Director Gou, the president, and the president were all sick, and the initiator - Tang Yingjie.

Wang Sheng sat in his office and smoked to death, when his brother's phone called. "Brother, you're right, that case, the Intermediate People's Court asked to withdraw the case, the reason is to protect private enterprises, protect private entrepreneurs, and escort local economic development."

Wang Sheng was not surprised to hear his brother's words, he had long expected that this matter must be related to Tang Yingjie, so he just let go of the phone. Wang Sheng thought in his heart, Tang Yingjie is powerful, looking at this posture, this fire will burn to himself sooner or later, and it may be difficult for him to retreat. Lying on the grass! Lao Tzu is clean, eats well, sleeps peacefully, who can do what Lao Tzu does?

When Wang Sheng smoked his cigarette as if it was on fire, the office director pushed the door and came in, holding a phone record: The Anti-Fraud Office of the Provincial Department wants to listen to the progress report of the theft of Weiye Group's funds.

Wang Sheng was stunned for a moment, and thought: It's coming, I don't let you take a breath, Tang Yingjie, you really have it. He asked: "Director Gou has reported, what about the reporting materials?" ”

The director of the office took out the materials, handed them to Wang Sheng and said, "Here, you take a look first, what's wrong, how to change it, let's discuss it later." ”

Wang Sheng took a half-cut inhale of the cigarette in his mouth and said, "If you don't change it, report it like this." ”

The director of the office stopped talking, turned around to leave, took two steps, and then turned back and said, "Wang Ju, you take a look first, and then talk." ”

Wang Sheng extinguished the cigarette butt and lit another one. Take a puff of cigarette and say, "If you faint, you can't die, what do you love, just report it." ”

The director of the office asked: "Then I will arrange the car, who will go?" ”

Wang Sheng said without raising his head: "I'll do it myself, it's not a fight, why are so many people going?" ”

The director of the office stood still and hesitated: "Wang Ju, I advise you"

Wang Sheng rudely interrupted him and said, "Persuade what? No need to persuade me, I know what you have to say, go about your business. ”

The chief of staff blinked, frowned, and walked away without a sound.