The key work of Linjiang Province in 2021 has changed from the special struggle against gangsters and vices to the education and rectification of the blade inward. Xu Zhong and Ji Ze, as the leaders of the education and rectification guidance group, know very well that if the protective umbrella is not removed, the criminal and evil forces will be completely eliminated, but the removal of the protective umbrella will be more difficult than the work of sweeping away criminal syndicates and eliminating evil. As a policeman rooted in Jinghai, An Xin is the person who knows the situation in Jinghai best, but in 20 years, no matter how enthusiastic the police are, they will be worn away by the helplessness and oppression of reality. An Xin could tell them about Jinghai's situation in an informal conversation, but if the guidance team couldn't give him a firm sense of trust, An Xin would rather continue to choose to hibernate. Behind this attitude is the intertwined relationship between Jinghai's "white gloves" and underworld forces in the past 20 years, the haze that envelops the entire Jinghai, and countless disappointments and helplessness. Xu Zhong and Ji Ze deeply felt that this educational rectification would be a bloody war.

After An Xin saw Xu Zhong and Ji Ze in the guest house, she returned to her post in the propaganda department as if nothing had happened. He needs to watch and then choose to wait for the opportunity or not to move. Twenty years, he doesn't care about waiting more.

In the corridor of the municipal government building, Sun Xu (an outstanding police officer seconded by Xu Zhong from the Ningzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau) led the team, and four young members of the third guidance group walked along the corridor, each with white shirts and white gloves.

A cordon was drawn in front of Gong Kaijiang's office, where several local police officers were investigating the scene.

Sun Xu knocked on the open door and showed his ID: "Hello, we are from the guidance group, have you finished the inspection?" ”

The policeman said, "Oh, it's over, come on." ”

Sun Xu opened the cordon and led everyone into the office.

In the CPPCC office of the municipal government building, Lu Song (a member of the guidance group and a former staff member of the Information Center of the Provincial People's Court) turned on the computer, plugged in a USB flash drive, and a small program popped up. The numbers jumped, and the code was quickly cracked. Yang Youzhu (a member of the steering group and a former procurator of the First Procuratorate Department of the Provincial People's Procuratorate) took out the documents from the cabinet, put them in the file box, and affixed the seal. Fang Ning (a member of the steering group, a member of the former Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection No. 2 Group) knocked on the cabinet and found a secret compartment, and after opening it, he found a safe. Fang Ning opened the safe, and it was actually empty. Yang Youzhu stood on tiptoe and struggled to get the documents on the upper floor. On the top floor is a neatly stacked row of hardcover editions of "Zizhi Tongjian". Yang Youzhu shook the spine of the book and found that the book was unusually sinking. She tried to pull out a copy, but a whole row was scattered around. The gold bars hidden in the book fell out with the book, and the gold swept past Sun Xu, Fang Ning, and Lu Song's eyes. Yang Youzhu simply pushed down all the books, and the gold bars on the ground were almost piled up into a hill.

Fang Ning exclaimed: "It's really the golden house in the book!" ”

Fu Lu Tea House is a tea house converted from an old ancestral hall, and most of the people who come here for morning tea are neighbors in the neighborhood, and it looks unremarkable compared to many Internet celebrity shops. The seven or eight tables in the store were full. There was only one person sitting at the largest table in the center, and there were a few dim sum items such as shrimp dumplings and rice rolls on the table, and the person ate slowly and methodically.

Song Guang, the honest boss who is nearly sixty years old, holds a steaming small cage drawer and puts it on the table in the center.

"Steamed chicken feet with soy sauce. Brother Qiang, try the taste. ”

The diner sitting alone was stunned and raised his head. This person is Gao Qiqiang, who is in his early fifties, wears glasses, and is dressed as a Sven civil servant. Gao Qiqiang was just about to speak, when a lot of old neighbors came in to thank Gao Qiqiang for his care and help. Gao Qiqiang looked at everyone and said that this was what he should do as a neighbor, so he politely sent them away, and then said to Song Guang casually: "You go and get busy first, I still have to wait for a call." ”

The crowd nodded and dispersed. The phone on the desk never moved.

At the bottom of the underground garage, the lights are dim, and the security guard is bored playing with his mobile phone. A shadow popped out of the darkness, and before the security guard could react, he was already under control.

Zhang Biao said: "Police, don't make a sound! With that, he neatly handcuffed the security guard and pushed him into a corner. The elderly Zhang Biao's hair is a little gray, and he is now the head of the criminal investigation detachment of the Municipal Bureau. He waved his hand at the way he came.

A team of heavily armed young policemen followed, and at the end of the line was An Xin, who also had a little gray hair. He has no weapon in his hand, holds a DV camera, and has a single-lens reflex with a flash around his neck, like a reporter accompanying the army.

The little policeman who was pressing at the back of the team turned around and whispered: "Section Chief An, when you finish arresting people, you can just go back to the bureau and pat them, why don't you follow us to suffer this crime?" ”

An Xin said: "The information taken on the front line is precious, and they can also take pictures of the Meitu App, and the focus of the materials they get back is virtual." ”

The police had dispersed and laid an ambush in front of a wall. This wall looks indistinguishable from the others, but the cars parked nearby are covered in dust and look like they haven't moved for a long time. An Xin wiped a handful of dust from the car and said, "This ash was sprinkled by people to cover it." ”

Zhang Biao said: "That's it." As he spoke, he clutched the gun with both hands, "Did you shoot?" An Xin lifted the machine, photographed Zhang Biao, and made an "OK" gesture. An Xin followed Zhang Biao all the way with a DV camera to shoot footage of the police destroying the underground casino. A thug watching the scene leaned against the wall, slipped up to a car and unlocked it with his key. The sound of the door opening attracted An Xin's attention, and the camera flicked over. The thug slipped into the car door and started the car.

An Xin shouted: "Ran one!" ”

When Zhang Biao and others found out, the car had already increased the throttle and rushed out. The policeman in charge of guarding the exit did not dare to stop the car when he saw that it was too fast, and watched the car pass by him. An Xin shouted: "Hurry up and release the pole!" Put the pole! ”

The car broke the railing, rushed out, and crashed into the opposite lamppost in a panic, stalling the fire. An Xin rushed out of the basement mouth with the DV first, and carefully placed the DV in the corner where it would not be kicked. The thug pushed the car door and jumped out, trying to continue to escape.

An Xin shouted: "Don't run! The police! The thug reflexively pulled out a switchblade from his lower waist and pounced. An Xin was prepared, raised the camera hanging around her neck, and pressed the shutter. As soon as the flash light came on, it shook the thug's eyes. An Xin took down the thug's knife with a skillful grappling action and pressed the thug to the ground. The little policeman was the second to rush out of the basement mouth, and when he saw this posture, he breathed a sigh of relief.

An Xin said: "It's just in time, hurry up!" Cuff him! When Zhang Biao came up with other support, An Xin was taking pictures of the little policeman holding the thug from all angles.

The little policeman said embarrassedly: "Section Chief An, it's not suitable, right?" Obviously you caught the ......"

"What is the division of revolutionary work, you and me, propagating you is my own job. Quick, go to the left, hold! After saying that, "click" is another one.

Zhang Biao drove the car, and An Xin sat in the passenger seat, checking the photos taken. "Anzi, in terms of level, you are more suitable for this detachment leader than me."

"Forget it, I ran a few steps just now, and my back hurt again, so I won't jump up and down with you."

"The vicious An Xin is gone, and there is an old cadre in the office waiting to retire. How powerful you are now, Gao Qiqiang's own sister is chasing you. I've heard you've seen you both go to the movies. ”

"It's also a sin to watch movies?"

"Who is Gao Qiqiang? You pay attention to the impact. That is a member of the Standing Committee of the Jinghai CPPCC, a famous entrepreneur, and a famous philanthropist. ”

An Xin smiled: "Don't say it, I'm really a little tempted by him." ”

"Tempting you!"

An Xin smirked noncommittally.