The room was so quiet for a while that you could hear a pin drop.
The old director calmly picked up the teacup and skimmed the foam from the tea soup with the lid of the bowl: "The evidence in this case is conclusive. The victim has a high fever and is still lying in the hospital."
Dong Feng secretly scolded the dead old man of Patriarch Wu for making the matter bigger. The village affairs were handled behind closed doors and had to be made known to everyone.
He cursed in his heart, but continued to maintain a smile on his face: "I will go to the health center to visit the patient later to understand the specific situation. I heard that the patient has a high fever and is having hallucinations."
Ah! Is this a visit? Or a threat?
The old director looked at him deeply.
Dong Feng was panicked for no reason.
This kind of fear grabbed his heart, Dong Feng pinched his palms hard, his face almost froze with laughter, and began to play the emotional card: "The cultural and educational work in the county has heavy tasks, and the Xinghua Brigade is the clan that is most cooperative with the reform, so we can't be cold." won the hearts of the people.”
Old Director: "Female comrades are also the focus of the party's care. I hope Director Dong will not put the cart before the horse."
Then he tapped the tea cup lightly with his fingertips and made a crisp "ding" sound, warning: "The behavior of cadres that crosses the line is also within the jurisdiction and supervision of the Public Security Bureau. Director Dong is responsible for it."
State your position in one sentence.
We will never allow the Ministry of Culture to act recklessly on our own territory.
Dong Feng's blood ran cold all over his body, his smile gradually flattened, and an imperceptible sternness flashed in his eyes.
After the old director retired from the battlefield, he declined the position in the capital and chose to return to his hometown to retire, taking up a sinecure. Even County Magistrate Bai was polite and respectful to him.
He, a small director of the cultural department, dared not provoke the other party directly.
"Director, the old director is unwilling to help?"
Officer Qiao saw Dong Feng coming out of the Public Security Bureau with a livid face and cautiously greeted him.
As the cold wind blew, Dong Feng's angry brain gradually returned to calm. He took out his gloves from his pocket and put them on. His voice was gloomy: "The old guy is stubborn and doesn't know how to adapt."
Officer Qiao's eyes were rolling, and he was obviously upset: "As long as you don't violate the principle and make the victim change his story, wouldn't it be easy?"
Dong Feng laughed loudly when he heard this and patted his shoulder hard: "Why don't you say that you are my deputy? Come on, let's go to the hospital to comfort the patients."
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Jiang Anan finally fell asleep and was woken up by two mice that entered the ward.
In the dim light of the corridor, I saw two grown men touching the bed, calling softly: "Wu Lingyu? Wu Lingyu, wake up soon?"
That expression can be as wretched as it needs to be.
Jiang Anan was startled and hit him with his fist.
"Ouch!"
The man screamed and backed away, covering his eyes.
Before the other person could react, his vision suddenly went dark, and he was knocked to the ground by the pillow. His head hit the bedpost hard, making him dizzy.
"Catch the thief!"
Jiang Anan yelled.
This movement was so big that the whole floor was startled.
Xiang Hongbin, who was laying the floor in the corridor, suddenly opened his eyes, rushed into the ward and turned on the light, only to see two men lying on the ground wailing.
But the soft and pretty little girl was holding a buckwheat pillow and stepped on the bad guy's chest with a fierce force.
"..."
Xiang Hongbin reached out and rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he was sleepwalking.
This, this is completely different from what he imagined.
Brother Huai was afraid that someone from the Xinghua Brigade would cause trouble, so he specifically ordered him to stay at the hospital to protect Jiang Anan. Facing the scene in front of me, for some reason I sympathized with the two thieves on the ground.
Jiang Anan quickly threw away the crime tools, retracted his feet, slumped his shoulders, and complained pitifully: "They sneaked into the ward in the middle of the night. They are either thieves or perverts!"
At this time, other people just arrived in the ward. After hearing the little girl's accusation, they all rushed up to teach the two thieves on the ground a lesson with justice on their faces.
The two of them had no time to explain, and an overwhelming amount of fists came down.
The warm-hearted aunts gathered around Jiang Anan and asked for help, fearing that it would leave a shadow on the little girl's heart.
Soon, the police arrived at the scene.
The two thieves' noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and there was no good flesh on their faces.
Seeing the police comrades, Dong Feng grasped at straws as if they were life-saving straws. He sobbed and said in a tearful tone: "I am Dong Feng, director of the county culture department. Those stinky bitches have gone crazy and encouraged the people in the hospital to beat us."
Jiang Anan:? ? ?
People who eat melon:? ? ?
The atmosphere suddenly solidified, and you could hear a pin drop.
Seeing that they didn't believe it, Dong Feng quickly took out his ID from his pocket and opened it tremblingly: "This is my work ID. I am really the director of the county culture department."
The policeman checked the documents, his expression became more and more contemptuous, and he said righteously: "As a cadre, you have openly violated the law. You have betrayed the trust of the people and the organization. You will be charged with knowing the law and breaking the law with an additional penalty. Even if the county magistrate comes today, he can't save you. Take him away." !”
Dong Feng: "..."
The crowd clapped their hands and cheered with excitement.
Dong Feng died unjustly, and his heart was also filled with fire. He exhaled hard and reiterated: "We are here to do business and express condolences to the injured Comrade Wu Lingyu of Xinghua Brigade. Everything is a misunderstanding. You have all made a mistake. .”
Officer Qiao said loudly: "Yes, yes, go to the public security bureau and make it clear that we are really here to handle the matter."
Hearing this, Jiang Anan looked at the two people thoughtfully and quickly understood their plan.
Let Wu Lingyu change her story quickly before the matter gets serious, so that the matter can be completely resolved before dawn. Unexpectedly, he accidentally touched her bedside and received a beating in vain.
It's really a waste of money.
Deserve it!
But then again.
The Ministry of Culture is an important department in the county and has real power. Daily promotional materials of the Women's Federation must be approved by the Ministry of Culture. This time I have completely offended people. I don't know how many times I will be wearing my shoes in the future.
Jiang Anan sighed deeply and wrinkled her face
"Don't be afraid, little girl, I am the mother of the county magistrate."
One of the old ladies looked the most angry and held Jiang Anan's hand firmly: "If Xiao Shanzi dares to intercede for these two beasts, I will personally report their complicity to the superiors."
She said so categorically that the people around her fell silent for a moment, and then burst into even more intense applause.
"Master Dong, let's not embarrass the police comrades. Let's escort the two thieves to the Public Security Bureau together."
"Now they can sneak into the lesbian ward in the middle of the night, and in the future they can kill people and set fires to cause trouble in the countryside. They must be severely punished."
"Let's go and see who is trying to protect these two scumbags."
…
The crowd was so angry that they might have stepped forward and kicked Dong Feng a few times if the police hadn't detained them both.
In this way, a group of people headed to the Public Security Bureau.
Dong Feng was disgraced and his hands were being escorted. He had never been in such a miserable state in the past thirty-eight years.
A pair of venomous eyes locked on Jiang Anan's back. It was all the fault of that little bitch. When the public security bureau confirmed the misunderstanding, they would make her cry bitterly.
No, I will be fined to clean public toilets for a month!
