Is Lingao safe or unsafe?
Wu Mu said: Lingao's safety situation is generally good and stable. 99% of some sabotage cases are discovered and eliminated in advance. In addition to what was discovered by the specialized investigation agencies, a considerable part of the information was provided by the general public, especially the people. It can be seen that the bad elements are unpopular... Our General Bureau of Political Security, under the guidance of the Senate and the Executive Committee, and with the support of all seniors Down……
The title of the next article is even more eye-catching: "Abandoning darkness and embracing the Ming Dynasty, a violent terrorist voluntarily surrendered and confessed that he had lost confidence in the Ming Dynasty."
Okamoto continues to the next article:
"Being a police officer means ensuring the safety of a place and the peace of mind of the people."
"Doctor, I don't have time for infusion, just give me a few pills."
"You can't go anywhere, you must stay in bed, otherwise your life is in danger!"
"Comrade police officer, there is no end to your work. I have never seen anyone like you in my whole life."
"Doctor, as long as we can ensure the safety of the Senate and the safety of the people in Lingao, it doesn't matter if we are tired or miserable as police officers! Chief Ran and Chief Mu often teach us this in meetings, and they often stay up late themselves. We There’s nothing left to say.”
… Director Mu inadvertently shed two lines of tears when he talked about how many police officers had passed through their homes three times but never came in, sacrificing their own homes for everyone...
Okamoto touched his knees that were bruised when he was panicking on the carriage that day and complained: "Here I go, isn't this just trying to put money on my own face? There's no need to be in such a hurry! If that's the case, so many How did someone sneak into Lingao? How did I almost get into trouble! Shameless!"
Looking further down, on the third page, there is also a photo. A young man takes a group photo with several elders from the education department. The elders are all smiling. Although the child has a red flower on his chest, he looks quite nervous. The title is " Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth - Nan Baochu primary school students outsmart thugs." There are a few small articles next to it: "Education leaders have paid close attention to ideological and political education and achieved remarkable results", "Each of us is the eyes and ears of the Senate - a vivid moral education lesson"...
Enough is enough, Okamoto Shin didn’t want to read any further: We were attacked and not many people greeted us. A lot of people jumped out to express their gratitude. What a big deal! Isn't this just "a funeral should be treated as a happy event"! As he spoke, he threw the newspaper aside and was so angry that he didn't want to eat breakfast.
Just when Nobu Okamoto was sulking, several police officers came to the Haixing and knocked on Lin Ming's door.
Lin Ming was sleepy when he answered the door. He didn't dare to go out at all yesterday, although he didn't know which hero was causing trouble again. But he knew it was best for him to stay out of this messy situation.
When he first saw the police outside the door, he was startled. Suddenly all sleepiness disappeared. Could it be that my inner thoughts have been exposed? Then he thought that he didn't do anything at all. The thief Kun probably wouldn't find him, it was probably a temporary inspection or something. Thinking of this, he forced himself to calm down. I took out my temporary ID card and employment certificate.
The police checked the ID, and the leading police officer saluted: "We are from the Dongmen City Police Station. Please cooperate with our work and come with us."
Lin Ming thought that he had done nothing since he came to Qiongzhou, and his identity was relatively innocent. No matter how good these Australians were, they would not be able to find him out so quickly. I thought so. Coupled with many years of Jin Yiwei's experience in handling cases, I forced myself to calm down and felt much more settled, so I followed the police officer.
A carriage was parked outside the door, and Lin Ming secretly suspected that the Australian government office or police station was not too far from his residence. It only takes one meal to walk there, so there is no need to use a carriage.
"boarding!"
Lin Ming climbed onto the carriage and saw that the carriage was divided into two parts. In the middle is an iron fence. As soon as he got into the car, the door was locked. The fans were all sitting in front, all expressionless and not saying a word.
The carriage started slowly. The horses' hooves clattered, and the carriage was very comfortable to sit on. When Lin Ming went to the capital for business, he had ridden in a large saddle carriage. It was really "bumping so hard that his brains would come out." Not to mention that he had to sit cross-legged. After a long time, his legs were so numb that he couldn't stand up.
When sitting in this carriage, not only can the legs hang down and stretch freely, but the carriage is also very stable when moving, making it feel very comfortable. No wonder thieves like to use this carriage.
It was just that the first time he rode in a carriage, it was actually a prison carriage... Thinking of this, Lin Ming felt secretly frustrated.
I don’t know how long they walked before the carriage stopped. The door clanged open. Lin Ming got out of the car and saw that he was in a large courtyard. The blue and white courtyard wall looks like a few black strips painted on the white wall under the dim light of the morning sun, adding a sense of solemnity to this mysterious courtyard.
There were many horse-drawn carriages and two-wheelers parked in the yard, and many soldiers in black uniforms and gray uniforms gathered together in small groups, holding pancakes, fruit, steamed buns and other food in their hands, eating and drinking while squatting or standing. There were several large iron buckets on the ground, steaming hot. The aroma of hot soup wafted over, making his empty stomach feel empty early in the morning.
Directly north of the courtyard is a row of small, boxy, featureless red brick buildings that are most common in Dongmen City. Under the leadership of two police officers, Lin Ming walked through a small door, walked down the long steps and corridor, and was taken to a small room with a "Pre-trial Room 2" sign on the door.
The room was empty and empty, with white tiles on all sides and tiles on the floor. The bright gas light illuminated the room without any shadow. In the middle is a chair fixed to the floor, and in front of it is a simple white wooden table that is also fixed to the floor and cannot move.
"Sit down!" After being scolded, Lin Ming sat down obediently. Then his hands and feet were shackled.
Lin Ming's heart sank deeper and deeper. This posture was not just asking questions casually, it had the meaning of "strict interrogation".
In an instant, his empty stomach lost all appetite, and instead felt a little nauseous. Thinking of the various cases and scenes of torture he had participated in back then, he felt his stomach swell and he felt like he wanted to urinate.
The police handcuffed him to a chair and went out, leaving him there alone. Lin Ming tried to calm himself down. Although I don’t know where this place is, it seems like this is probably Kun Thief’s stuff factory or something like that. Since I was brought here, the best outcome would be to shed my skin...
He tried hard to recall his journey and his actions after arriving in Lingao, and asked himself whether he was impeccable - besides, he didn't do much in Lingao. In addition to secretly communicating with my sister-in-law, I left a secret code.
Could it be that the code thief already knew this? ! Lin Ming felt nervous when he thought of this. Needless to say, the fact that I bear the title of "Jinyiwei" is enough for the thief to "look at me in a different light"...
The small window on the door was opened from time to time, as if someone was peering into it, and then closed again with a snap. At this time, he could always vaguely hear some familiar sounds: the screams of men and women, uncontrollable crying and stern scoldings.
When he was presiding over the interrogation, he had already become immune to such sounds and was completely undisturbed. However, at this time, "Everyone is a knife, I am a fish." These sounds sounded so terrifying.
Cold sweat began to fall down from his forehead drop by drop, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
I don't know how long it took, but the door finally opened. Two police officers walked in, one of them was a spirited policewoman.
He immediately felt an unusual temperament, or momentum. This is an indescribable spiritual power. Lin Ming seems to remember that many years ago, the Chief Envoy of Guangdong visited Foshan. As a secret protective force, he took a look at it from a distance. At that time, the Chief Envoy gave him It felt like... No, that's not right. Compared to the Chief Envoy, what Lin Ming felt in this police officer was not only this incredibly powerful self-confidence, but also a sense of being able to control everything at any time.
"That's amazing!" Lin Ming quickly avoided looking at him.
"Name?"
The male policeman asked.
"The younger one's name is Lin Ming."
"Age?", "How long have you been in Lingao?", "When did you arrive?", "What kind of boat can I take?", "Who is the owner of the boat?"...
He asked a series of questions in one breath. Lin Ming muttered to himself: "Steady, steady. You are not Lin Baihu, you are just an ordinary shop assistant." However, he deliberately pretended to be nervous for a while and then pretended to be relaxed with a smile, answering the woman one by one. When asked about the police officer's question, I was really nervous in my heart, choosing my words carefully, for fear that I would say something wrong and that it would not be in line with my current identity.
The interrogating police officer asked in detail, and from time to time he whispered to the policewoman beside him. Lin Ming realized that she had been observing his facial expression. Obviously, this woman should be the person handling the case. The topic shifted from the basic situation to the most common cases: "Where were you yesterday?", "Have you been to the gym these days?", "Have you been to Nanbao?"...
Lin Ming answered one by one. In fact, there is indeed no problem, at least the Master of Hundred Households has not had time to do anything extraordinary. So he answered very calmly, and since he had been in the store these past few days, there were at least seven or eight people who could testify for him.
With this kind of confidence, he answered quickly and looked very calm. As long as the Kun thief was not prepared to "submit his attack," he was confident that he could still get through.
At this time, the policeman picked up a piece of cardboard and stood it up on the table:
"Look, what is this?"
Lin Ming looked intently and couldn't help but tremble: This was the code he left on the wall to contact his sister-in-law!
"The Dong Chuang Incident has happened!" His heart suddenly sank to the bottom. The thief took out the code at this time, and he couldn't help but know the secret inside, and he had almost arrested his sister-in-law! (To be continued.
