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Song Chunjiang deeply understands the truth that it is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to provide help when the time is right.
Now Liang Guoli is at a critical juncture. If he can lend a helping hand, it will be of great help to him who has just arrived at Xihua Market to gain a foothold, but the prerequisite is that he must express his stance first.
Liang Guoli smiled: "Comrade Chunjiang, to tell you the truth, I communicated with Comrade Wen Sheng at around ten o'clock this morning."
"He said that the Propaganda Department received a report call this morning, saying that a certain male teacher in Xiushui County had committed serious violations of laws and disciplines, and that as many as seven or eight female students had been brutally murdered. This was a big deal, so he did not send anyone to investigate. Just notify the media reporters to expose it, and we will make this ugly behavior public to the world, so that the world can take a good look at the face of this kind of person."
"You and I both know what Comrade Wen Sheng is like. If we knew who the person who went to interview was, he would definitely say hello to me first."
"The key point is that the person who called to report took advantage of this particularly bad influence to use Comrade Vincent as a gun."
Song Chunjiang firmly picked up a peanut and put it into his mouth, and whispered: "Comrade Guodong, who do you think is behind this?"
Shaking his head, Liang Guodong said softly: "I don't know, but I still say the same thing. If Liang Guoli really does that kind of unscrupulous thing, he must be severely punished!"
"Moreover, I, Liang Guodong, am open and honest, and I am not afraid of anyone targeting me."
"When I was in the provincial capital, it was the old leader who trusted me and put me down. How could I live up to the expectations of the old leader?"
Song Chunjiang was shocked. Liang Guodong was expressing his stance to him. There was indeed a big shot in the province supporting him. Anyone who wanted to touch him had to think carefully.
Of course, regarding his cousin Liang Guoli¡¯s matter, his position has been very clear and he will never be tolerant.
Now that the words had been spoken, Song Chunjiang felt relieved and sighed softly: "Comrade Guodong, our situations are almost the same."
Liang Guodong was stunned for a moment, looked at Song Chunjiang and said, "Comrade Chunjiang, how are they similar?"
Song Chunjiang looked at Liang Guodong and said seriously: "There used to be a deputy mayor in Xihua City named Song Zhong. I wonder if Comrade Guodong has heard of him?"
Liang Guodong was slightly moved, looked Song Chunjiang up and down, nodded and said: "Remember, President Luo got angry because a provincial reporter came to interview the incident a year ago, and then experienced the incident of retired Deputy Secretary Jiang's son being imprisoned, and finally and The mayor at the time was transferred to other places along with Song Zhong and Deputy Mayor Song."
¡°It was precisely because of that personnel transfer that I was sent to Xihua City as the mayor by the old leaders of the provincial capital.¡±
"From what Comrade Chun Jiang said, does it have something to do with Comrade Song Zhong?"
Song Chunjiang nodded and said seriously: "He is my biological brother, Comrade Guodong. You must have noticed that when I first arrived at Xihua City, Secretary Jingtian and several deputy mayors were a little wary of me, just because this matter."
"Actually, my transfer was entirely at the will of the state leaders, and there was no need to create any opposition."
"However, the impact of what happened at the beginning was a bit big, and I was in a bit of an embarrassing situation, so this visit, I just hope that I can have an open heart talk with you, Comrade Guodong, so that we can take care of each other at work in the future."
These words are the rhythm of forming an alliance.
Liang Guodong thought to himself that because of Liang Guoli's incident, he was also on the cusp of the storm, so it would be best to have strong support.
"Haha." Liang Guoli laughed loudly: "If you don't have enough wine, how can you open your heart? Come on, drink it up, and then pour it again!"
Song Chunjiang also had a smile on his face: "Mrs. Liang seems to only let you have one drink?"
Suddenly, the two of them laughed.
Xiushui County.
At the gate of the county bureau, in the afternoon, as soon as the reporters left, a BMW was ushered in, and soon a woman in her forties and half-elderly stepped out of the car. Wearing a lot of clothes, she looked like an old witch.
This woman just got out of the car and sat in front of the county bureau, crying and making trouble, claiming that God was unfair and her husband had been wronged.
It took a long time for the guard to figure out that this person was Liang Guoli's wife. She was crying and making trouble, shouting that she was wronged, saying that she wanted to see Liang Guoli, and even rolling around in front of the police station. It looked funny.
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"I'm sorry!" one of the guards said seriously:"Liang Guoli is currently being held in a detention center. No one can have contact with him until the Procuratorate's verification results come back!"
There are regulations for this. Anyone can go see important criminals. Wouldn¡¯t that be chaos?
It was okay if I didn¡¯t mention this, but when I mentioned this old woman, she became even more cheerful. She lay stunned at the door of the police station and couldn¡¯t get up. She was like a spoiled shrew, and yelled: ¡°I am his wife, why can¡¯t you see her?¡± Got it!"
"I suspect that your police station used severe torture to extract confessions. My husband must be covered in injuries now, and you dare not let me see him."
"Someone is coming, it's unfair, the police are beating me!"
"If the police beat someone, is there any justice?"
Good guy, this formation made the two police officers a little confused. Seeing some people who didn't know the truth gradually stopped and seemed to be surrounding them, one of the guards quickly reported to the police leaders on the walkie-talkie.
In the police chief¡¯s office, Zhang Changgong looked at a photo on his desk, feeling a little dazed.
It was a group photo of seven or eight men wearing camouflage uniforms and smiling brightly. They could also be said to be Zhang Changgong¡¯s comrades. Five of these men died in the anti-drug operation that year, and the other two were disabled and went home to retire. He was the only one left. .
Zhang Changgong would put this photo on his desk wherever he went. Sometimes when he saw the young faces, he would think of the actions he took with these brothers again and again.
Now, he is the only one left alive, along with two crippled old brothers.
Time is like a butcher's knife. The life-and-death struggle with drug dealers seems to have gone far away. The living people enjoy rights, status, and all honors, while the dead people are gradually forgotten by people.
Even, no one knows what their names are?
Because Xiushui County is on the border, it has always been an area where drug traffickers operate. Because drugs are legal on the Vietnamese side, there will be many lawless elements hoping to make huge profits in this way.
Eight years ago, Xiushui County was not only economically backward, but drug dealers were also extremely rampant.
In particular, one of the drug dealer gangs has a large number of people, reaching more than a dozen. They have countless guns and ammunition in their hands. They have a ruthless style and have committed several murders. They have been encircled and suppressed by the local police station many times. However, they are familiar with Daxi Mountain and are good at guerrilla warfare. During the war, seven or eight local police officers died in the line of duty. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com