The Chu River and Han borders have been opened, and conflicts are on the verge of breaking out.

"Comrade, Chen Daya is just an ordinary worker in our food factory, and her personal behavior should not affect the ...... of the food factory."

"Oh, you mean, you don't care about the minds of your workers? Even if she's a murderer, you don't care? ”

"Of course I don't mean that, I mean, it shouldn't be because of the personal affairs of the workers that affect our normal work......"

"How did we interfere with your work? We didn't even enter the gate of your factory, you wronged us so much, Chen Daya couldn't be instigated by you, right? ”

"How is this possible? I've never seen her......"

"You are the factory director, you actually said that you have not seen the workers of your factory, you only receive wages and do not work, do you not know where the factory gate opens?"

“……”

Cold sweat was on the factory director's forehead.

He has never seen a person who has broken down with every word!

He felt that whatever he said now was wrong. In this case, the factory director's eyes flashed slightly, and he decided not to speak for the time being, they had called the police station before they came out, and it would be good to wait for the public security to come......

The factory director thought that silence could save himself, but he didn't know that at some point, silence was the grave.

"The upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked, no wonder Chen Daya can rely on her brother to be the workshop director, so she dares to eat and take the card."

"If this is in our steel factory, when she beats the child for the first time, the union leader should come to the house to criticize the education!"

"What do you mean by that?" She dares to break her own child's arm today, and she will dare to break the neck of someone else's child in the future'! I think this is the most reasonable, the old man said that stealing needles when he was young, stealing gold when he was big, if she didn't care about it, she wouldn't have to kill many people in the future! ”

In a dark alley outside the gate of the food factory, three figures crowded there.

"Grandma, where did you find this little brother? He's such a ...... What a genius to make trouble! Xie Yufei smacked his lips and looked at the little brother with the horn in the lead, his face full of admiration.

Lin Nianhe chewed peanut candy, and hurriedly replied: "Talk about buying and selling." ”

Xie Yufei: "......? ”

Wen Lan pursed her lips and squinted at Xie Yufei: "You melon, Hezi wrote five manuscript papers to the boy, and what he just said was memorized by rote for one day and one night." ”

Xie Yufei: "......! ”

Wen Lan looked at Xie Yufei's shocked face and raised her eyebrows at him, very stunned.

Xie Yufei swallowed his saliva and silently moved two steps to the side, for fear that he would squeeze the Lin family's aunt and grandmother.

Wen Lan pondered for a short time and then asked her doubts: "Hezi, why didn't these people make trouble before, but now they are so united?" ”

"In the collective, no individual's individual interests are higher than the collective interests;"

"But if the interests of the individual are elevated to the interests of the collective, then the collectives will fight for the individual."

"They are indeed protecting Xiaoxiao, but they are not protecting Xiaoxiao - they just want to completely defeat the person they hated before and may cause harm to their children in the future, they defend themselves in the way of protecting Xiaoxiao, have the same interests, and form a collective for a short time."

Lin Nianhe's eyebrows were cold, looking at the confrontation in front of him, his heart was calm and unwavering.

Wen Lan and Xie Yufei were stunned, they looked at Lin Nianhe with clear eyes that had not been polluted by knowledge, and after a while, the two pairs of clear eyes touched.

Xie Yufei: "Sister Lan, are you hungry?" ”

Wen Lan: "Hungry! ”

"Let's go, let's eat! I have a manuscript fee, I ask you. ”

Lin Nianhe: "......"

They don't have a heart...... No, they are brainless.

The farce outside the food factory continues.

The director voluntarily gave up the only chance for a harmonious dialogue, and when he tried to stop the chaos again, the protesters ignored him.

Not only did they ignore him, but they also unilaterally "sentenced" him - the death penalty starts with no upper limit.

The factory director has begun to doubt himself, has he really done something heinous? There are hundreds of workers in the whole factory, how can he know the situation of everyone? Besides, it is true that the ideological problems of the workers are not in his hands...... Should he be in charge of this? Is he really negligent in his work......

The factory director's brain was buzzing, standing at the door, speechless for a while.

At this moment, Chen Dabao rushed out with a slaughterhouse deboning knife.

"! Dare to fucking scold Lao Tzu, I don't want to live anymore, right? ”

Chen Dabao's eyes were scarlet, and he rushed towards the unarmed crowd with a knife.

"Ahh

"Ahh

The exclamations of the crowd and the screams of Chen Dabao rang out at the same time.

As soon as the protesters were about to disperse, Chen Dabao fell to the ground like a broken sack.

He had a dagger stuck in his thigh, the blade of which was all sunk into the flesh, and blood gushed down the blood groove, quickly staining the ground red.

The comrades of the public security also arrived on bicycles at this moment, and they ran as fast as they could, shouting to stop the clashes.

"Public security, public security! He's going to kill! ”

"He's going to kill! He's going to kill! ”

"He is Chen Dabao!"

Amid the gossip and shouting, the public security comrades followed the accusations and looked at the only injured person on the spot, and fell into deep thought.

The elderly policeman who went to the hospital to investigate that day kicked the bone dismantling knife away, squatted in front of Chen Dabao with a frown, and carefully examined the dagger.

"It's ...... Military......"

He frowned, his instincts telling him that this was not going to happen.

While he was struggling, Lin Nianhe walked out slowly.

She smiled shallowly and took out a work card from her pocket: "Hello comrade, we meet again." ”

"Huh? How are you? ”

"Introduce yourself again," Lin Nianhe flipped through the work card she used for the first time, "Ministry of Foreign Trade, Lin Nianhe." ”

This work card was specially issued to Minister Huang because she was worried that Lin Nianhe would be criticized for learning foreign languages, and the job position above was written in a vague way - special investigator.

The public security comrade really couldn't understand why an educated youth had become a special commissioner of the Ministry of Foreign Trade again, he looked at the standard military coat on Lin Nianhe's body, and glanced at the dagger on Chen Dabao's leg.

"Oh, it's mine, just now he was going to attack the comrades who were protesting, I was far away, and I threw it out."

Lin Nianhe finished speaking very calmly, and smiled apologetically at Chen Dabao: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to throw it so accurately." ”

Chen Dabao: "......"

She shouldn't be guilty, right?

Lin Nianhe stared at Chen Dabao and asked, "You don't want this, do you?" ”

Chen Dabao: "......? ”

What, what, what?

"Oh, you're so uncomfortable that you can't speak, then I'll acquiesce to you."

After Lin Nianhe finished speaking, he didn't give the public security comrades time to react, and directly bent down and pulled the dagger out of Chen Dabao's thigh.

Blood splattered out.

Chen Dabao howled again: "Ah! Yes! Why the fuck are you pulling out your sword! ”

"Huh? Do you still want to keep it? Then I'll borrow you for a while. ”

As soon as Lin Nianhe's hand was released, the dagger fell back on Chen Dabao's leg, and a bloody hole was pierced again.

Chen Dabao: "......"

Looking at the smiling and beautiful white girl in front of him, Chen Dabao's eyes were dark and dizzy.

There's another chapter, I'll post it later~

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